"You mean...you want to learn English?" Lu Silan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zuo Cun with a strange expression.
"Yes." Zuo Cun nodded, "After leaving the medical clinic, I walked around Japan to find my own answer."
"Now... I've thought about something more or less."
"...Really?" Lu Silan was slightly silent.
Have you found an answer yet...
So, are you going to take that road after all?
Sighing slightly, Lu Silan regained his smile and said to Zuo Cun: "No problem, I just happened to have an English-Japanese dictionary among the things I brought from the United States, so I will lend it to you first."
He turned around and walked into the back of the hospital, an area off-limits to patients, and dug out a thick book in his small box.
There was some hesitation, but he still stood up and placed it in Zuo Cun's hand.
Then, Lu Silan said tentatively with a playful attitude: "Hello?"
Zuo Cun was confused: "Ha... Luo?"
Lu Silan couldn't help but laugh, and patted Zuo Cun on the shoulder: "Nothing, it was just a way for us Americans to say hello, and it was also a word that you can find in it."
As he spoke, he pointed to the dictionary in Zuo Cun's hand.
"Ah? Oh." Zuo Cun seemed to have returned to his previous dazed period for a moment, "Is it...Hello?"
"It's hello, not hello." Lu Silan laughed twice, "I can teach you for a while, but, presumably, you won't stay here for long."
"Well." Zuo Cun's expression returned to its previous calmness, "So, I may have to bother you for a while longer. During my time in Kyoto, I will ask you to teach me that language called English. For this reason, I will
Pay you..."
Lu Silan waved his hand: "No need for compensation or anything like that, just treat me as a student."
Zuo Cun didn't talk about the reward anymore. He was just being polite. After all, he didn't have much money.
"The relationship is good. I'll find a hotel and then find a job or something here in Kyoto."
"Well, yes, but...it seems that someone wants to see you." Lu Silan tilted his head and pointed behind Zuo Cun.
Zuo Cun turned his head and involuntarily put his hand on the handle of Zhi Yu's knife.
There was a trace of malice coming from behind.
But Zuo Cun could feel that the main target of the malice was not him.
But Lu Silan, himself, just happened by the way.
Standing behind him was a man wearing ashigaru clothing.
"What are you doing?" Zuo Cun frowned, exuding a sense of momentum involuntarily.
Zuo Cun killed a lot of people during his journey.
But he will not be assimilated by the violent emotions of murder.
Because in Zuo Cun's understanding, what he killed was not a human being.
They are just evil beasts.
However, Zuo Cun still accumulated some things through long-term experience.
for example--
When the ashigaru saw Zuo Cun looking towards him, he felt the temperature around him suddenly cool down.
That look was like being stared at by a falcon, and his heart was grabbed by the talons, as if it would be pierced by sharp claws in the next second.
He swallowed involuntarily.
"...Is this Mr. Haukizan?" Ashigaru's attitude changed from the obvious contempt and scrutiny before to that of a bit groveling.
This is normal.
Human beings are creatures that know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Before coming here, this Ashigaru was extremely dismissive of Hauki Zan.
In his opinion, all evil spirits and monsters are just things to scare children. The so-called Yugui Slayer must be a person who is just trying to gain fame.
In addition, the place Zuo Cun went to was a very sensitive and controversial place. Naturally, this Ashigaru could not appreciate Zuo Cun.
However, Zuo Cun's eyes shocked this ashigaru.
That kind of look... is definitely not something ordinary people can have.
Lu Silan's expression also changed from an angle that Zuo Cun couldn't see, into an extremely cold and ruthless look, which made people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar in an instant.
Ashigaru felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
"...I am." Although Zuo Cun was not interested in this title.
"Um, my lord, I want to meet Lord Haukizan..." Ashigaru inadvertently started to sweat all over his head. He subconsciously lowered his head and looked towards the ground, trying to avoid Zuo Cun and Lu Silan.
The eyes of two people.
"Your master?" Zuo Cun frowned.
This is the administrative center of the shogunate. The "sir" mentioned by Ashigaru must also be a high-ranking official of the shogunate.
What do the senior officials of the shogunate want to do with me?
"Who is it?" Although Zuocun didn't want to have too much contact with the shogunate, he still asked.
It is also very important to know who is paying attention to you.
"Yes..." Ashigaru's sweat was already on the ground.
"Shogunate veteran, Abe Masahiro..." Ashigaru said this name.
Zuocun turned his head and glanced at Lu Silan, who looked innocent, as if asking Lu Silan for his opinion.
Lu Silan thought for a moment and nodded.
Zuo Cun turned his head back and continued to ask: "Master Lao Zhong is looking for me...what's the matter?"
"Lord Abe said, I just want to meet a hero who can defeat evil spirits..." Ashigaru's voice was trembling.
Zuo Cun nodded: "Okay, I'll go with you."
He agreed.
Not just interested in one of the cores of the shogunate.
He also has absolute confidence in his own strength.
Zuo breathed a sigh of relief: "Then, please come with me."
He stretched out a hand towards Zuo Cun.
Zuocun smiled, untied his package and placed it on Luslan's counter.
Then, he moved his wrist.
"I'll come as soon as I go."
After saying that, he followed the ashigaru and walked out.
Lu Silan looked at where Zuo Cun left, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.
He knew very well that if Zuo Cun went there, everything would be safe.
Although Masahiro Abe is not a simple character, he is very sophisticated in both his sense of smell and his official methods.
But Zuocun was able to contain this kind of invisible knife.
When a shaped knife is hard and powerful to a certain extent, no matter how soft or adaptable you are, it will be broken through by the purest and most powerful force.
Moreover, Zuocun’s strongest point is not Zuocun’s strength.
But he was carefree and alone.
There is no handle, no desire, only my own belief.
What would such a person look like holding a hard knife?
If Masahiro Abe had any bad thoughts that he shouldn't have, he would probably come back in vain and even be severely punished by Samura.
Well, but that has nothing to do with me.
I'm just an ordinary doctor.
Lu Silan wiped his hands with a handkerchief, picked up Zuo Cun's luggage and carried it inside.