When Kamina opened the door again and walked out of the house wearing the 'Golden Divine Robe', a bright morning sun from the side of Mt. Fuji shone gently.

This photo is amazing, and it directly makes his whole person feel as if the 'lighting function' is turned on, emitting a bright dazzling light.

At this moment, he was extremely similar to the mythical 'Son of Light', and at the same time, the paper archer who turned his head to look at it was stunned for a moment.

After a moment, he squinted his eyes and said lightly: "You.... Are you too conspicuous?"

To be honest, after being a professional hero for so many years, it was the first time he had encountered this kind of 'golden' combat uniform to the extreme.

"Uh.... Hey, it's okay. "

Shang Ming pretended to grin mischievously, and then complained.

"In terms of conspicuousness, that Mr. Andwa, who is covered in flames, is not at all worse than me, right?!"

"That makes sense. "

The Paper Blade Archer was silent for a moment, then nodded in acknowledgment, then withdrew his gaze and stepped forward, urging as he spoke.

"Let's go, catch the fish as soon as possible, and have a morning exercise after breakfast!"

As he spoke, the speed of his steps gradually increased, and after a while he began to run as fast as he could, and when he came to the vicinity of the wooden wall, he took a leap and tapped the head of the wall, and then skimmed out of the camp.

"Whoa—"

"Boom"

After the paper shooter, Shangming, wrapped in loose electricity, followed closely, and the two of them galloped through the lush forest again.

"May I ask what you're going to do in the morning?"

Kamina asked as he stepped on the thick trunk of a tree at high speed as he looked at the back of the paper blade shooter in front of him.

"You need to start with the beginning, meditate!"

"Meditation?!"

Shang Ming pondered the word in his mind for a moment, and then asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the skill that magicians use to restore their spirits in fantasy works?"

"Almost. "

Unexpectedly, the paper shooter actually agreed to this, and then added: "The inspiration for fantasy works also comes from the real world. "

"The so-called 'meditation' is simply a technique for attaining concentration, through which one can feel one's own mind, mind, and spirit, and increase the level of control over one's body from the inside out. "

"In fact, this technique exists in almost all schools of physical arts, such as the 'Kung Fu' of the Celestial Empire, the 'Yoga' of India, the 'Muay Thai' of Taiguo, and so on. "

"It can be said that as long as it is an excellent 'cultivation system', there is a 'meditation' similar to spiritual cultivation, but the degree of each is much the same. "

Shang Ming nodded again and again, and then asked, "Then through this method, can you really generate energy? What qi, magic, chakra or something." "

"Impossible!"

The paper shooter directly denied this without looking back.

"'Skill' is always 'skill', and no matter what, it will not become a superpower similar to 'personality'!"

Then he directly explained what kind of help he could provide to Shangming.

"I can't give you much advice or help with the development of 'personality', but I will teach you some 'ninjutsu' skills. "

"Last night's breathing technique, which allows you to quickly fall into a deep sleep and wake up quickly when attacked, is actually an introductory technique to 'meditation'. "

"It's just that I didn't expect you to master it so quickly, huh..... If you're not lying. "

Ninjutsu or something, Shangming is very interested in this topic.

"May I ask how long it took you to first learn breathing?"

"This ......"

The Paper Blade Archer kept his ninja-like movements as he looked ahead and groaned.

"It's a shame to say that it took me three days and three nights to get started with 'meditation', so you're still very talented. "

"That's the case, then what is the 'ninjutsu' you are talking about? Could it be a doppelganger, a stand-in technique!"

Finally, Shangming couldn't hold back the anticipation and excitement in his heart anymore, and asked with a light in his eyes.

"It's here. "

But at this time, the paper archer did not answer him directly, but fell to the ground in a forward rush, and less than twenty meters in front of him, there was a small dark blue lake.

This is the 'West Lake' of the Fuji Five Lakes, which is said to be the quietest and does not freeze all year round!

"Tread. "

Kamito fell to the ground immediately after, and for some reason, although he came here once yesterday, it felt completely different.

Yesterday I came close to night, and it was dark, so I didn't see anything, but now it's different.

The morning sun on the quiet lake looks like a large sapphire ground spread under Mt. Fuji.

This also made him a little anxious and excited just now, and it disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the whole person became quiet and serene.

"Catch the fish first. "

The paper archer said lightly, and then saw his figure rush out again.

Then, in Shang Ming's amazed gaze, like a purple-red dragonfly, it quickly lit up the deep blue lake and galloped.

At the same time, the surface of the lake he passed through would be flooded with waves of water, like a mirror coming to life.

"Although I also saw this 'water floating' kung fu yesterday, no matter how you look at it, I feel incredible!"

Soon the paper shooter came back with a small fuchsia box.

As for why he put quotation marks around the word 'carrying', it is because his 'box' was actually folded out by 'mutilating his arm', and he also got some water into it.

"You can go back. "

"Yes!"

Kamito nodded, but to be honest, he always felt that it didn't make sense to follow him.

Then the two of them set out on the journey back again.

But when they were about halfway there, they suddenly saw a middle-aged man in a shabby suit, who was hanging from a tree trunk and struggling frantically, well, like a fish pinched in his hand.

"He's killing himself?!"

Shangming was very surprised to see this scene, they didn't see this person when they came, oh, no, that's not the point!

"Why did he come here to commit suicide?!"

"That's not the point, is it?

The Paper Marksman sighed, and then an acceleration burst rushed over, while using his free right hand to pull out a shuriken from his bosom and throw it over.

"Whew————"

"Huh!"

As a white shadow crossed, the black and red tie used by the middle-aged man to hang his neck was broken in two in an instant, and the suicide naturally could not continue.

"Bang!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

As soon as he fell to the ground, the middle-aged man coughed incessantly with a red face, and it could be seen that he was actually in pain.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he recovered his strength, he shouted angrily to the two of them standing on the thick trunk of a tree not far away.

"Why stop me!"

"Do you know how much courage I mustered for this suicide?!"

"Yaga Ya Road!!"

Probably because he was too angry, he actually picked up the briefcase that he threw on the ground and threw it over, but unfortunately his strength was too small, and he fell down before he could fly far.

It's just that many of the documents in the bag are scattered, and then they dance like white butterflies in mid-air, and finally slowly fall to the ground in turn.

Shangming looked down at him speechlessly and complained, "It's strange to see someone commit suicide in front of your eyes and not stop it, right?"

"If you kill yourself, you will kill yourself, why did you come all the way here to kill yourself?"

The middle-aged man was furious and replied: "It's your business! Suicide is my right, whether to commit suicide or not, where to commit suicide is of course up to me!"

Even if I was ordered for a lifetime, I can't even decide how to die!

This is the mood of this middle-aged man at this time.

(PS: Thanks to the monkey for the 1001 tip of the snow peas!!)

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