Konoha Qiweiju

late at night.

Xiangteng did not return to the dormitory apartment.

Because he didn't want Nan Chi and Mi Fan to see him like this now.

But among Konoha, he has no other place to stay.

Except for the dormitory, this is the Qiweiju.

His injuries are not too serious, they are all skin injuries.

Even if one night's effort cannot be recovered, it can clean up the terrifying blood on the surface.

It's just that he was still in a daze, too late to clean up.

What I didn't expect was that true cultivation would come over at this time.

"Meow!"

The atmosphere was a bit stagnant, and the little orange cat screamed, jumped from the top of Zhen Xiu's head, and jumped to the side of the pork bone soup pot.

Skillfully pushed open the lid, sticking out her pink tongue and started eating.

"Meow!"

It was a happy and cheerful cat cry.

"Why? Offended someone? Being beaten so violently?"

Xiangteng still did not speak, looking quite autistic.

Really helpless.

This guy still looks like this.

His eyes flowed on Xiangteng's body, observing strange places.

There is a little red mud on the shoes, it should be near Hokage Rock.

In the entire Hokage, only there is red mud.

What is this guy going there for?

There are excessive wrinkles on the clothes, and some yellow soil. Judging from the contamination, it should have been stained when someone pressed it on the ground.

If it is a wrestling, it will not leave such heavy folds.

Unless it is the technique of repeated wrestling.

But Xiangteng is not throwing sister paper on the ground, so this possibility is almost non-existent.

Look at Xiangteng's clothes, there are some water stains, the range is irregular.

It didn't rain today. There are not many places with ponds and yellow mud near Hokage Rock. There are about two or three places.

Combined with Xiangteng's face more than anger, but also an unwilling look.

there is only one truth!

"Did you fight against the Uchiha clan?"

The abrupt sentence made Xiangteng's eyes widened.

"how do you know?"

Zhen Xiu shook his head, as expected.

This guy really couldn't let go of hatred.

Today is the anniversary of his parents' death again, I am afraid that the emotions are even more serious.

But the Chakra on his body was sealed, and it was impossible to defeat the Uchiha clan.

Even a ninja can't beat it.

Zhenxiu understands this.

Really cultivation doesn't have much interest in preventing others from revenge.

To put it bluntly, there is no position.

This world breeds hatred, like a chain of cause and effect.

Can't expect to suddenly disconnect from a certain place.

Few people can have such a mind.

Xiangteng is obviously not the kind of person who can give up hatred.

He needs a result.

Either he bladed the enemy, or he died in the hands of the enemy.

This is his heart knot.

To be honest, the enemy is dead, and it is somewhat reluctant to implicate the hatred on the opponent's clansmen.

But this was the only way Xiangteng could relieve himself, he didn't think so much.

Moreover, in the Warring States Period, the hatred of one person and the hatred of a family would not be deliberately distinguished.

Zhenxiu didn't answer Xiangteng's doubts, but took out a black radish from the refrigerator.

Dreamy ingredients, blood radish!

With a seven-star knife, cut the black radish into fine pieces.

Covered with fire cloud palms, the black radish emits a scorched fragrance, which is then boiled in water.

Take out the radish soup in one minute.

Fantasy cuisine!

Blood radish soup!

"Drink this first, it's good for your injury."

Xiangteng hesitated slightly.

This color is too dark.

Does true cultivation mean to fix me?

With Xiangteng's understanding of true cultivation, this is not impossible.

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous. You don't want to be seen by Nan Chi and Mifan tomorrow with scars on your face, right?"

Hearing this, Xiangteng no longer hesitated, took the blood-enriching radish soup, and drank it all in one go.

A magical scene appeared.

I saw the wound on Xiangteng's body healed visibly.

Xiangteng can even feel the tingling sensation on the wound, which is a symptom of scarring.

Zhenxiu took a clean towel, soaked in water and wrung out, then handed it to Xiangteng.

"Wipe the blood on your body, it's too ugly. Then clean up the blood on the ground. Otherwise, when the shop opens tomorrow, people might think that our Qiweiju is a black shop."

Looking at the towel, Xiangteng was a little dazed.

"What? I want to wipe it for you?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

After a short wipe, the blood stains have been cleaned up.

It’s just that I’m afraid I can’t ask for it.

Without those bloody feelings, Xiangteng felt much better.

"How about it? Isn't it very passionate to fight like this?"

Zhenxiu asked curiously.

Xiangteng did not speak.

This is not a question of enthusiasm.

"Sang Teng, are you planning to spend your entire life with those Uchiha people? Even if the other party may not even know where your hatred comes from?"

"For children, I cannot support them for the rest of their lives. Revenge for them is the only thing I can do."

"As a parent, maybe you don't want you to avenge them?"

Xiangteng was silent.

He didn't know what his dead parents thought, he just wanted to do it.

Many times, the beginning of things is an idea, but in the end, it becomes an obsession.

It's like you like girls who haven't been together for many years. Actually, you don't feel that way anymore, but you still stubbornly feel that there is love.

In fact, it's just an obsession.

After being really together, there is a high probability that they will soon break up and get bored.

And feel that I am blind.

The current Xiangteng is also a bit like this complex.

This can't be wrong, it just looks a little sad in real cultivation.

"Sangteng, the hatred between you and the Uchiha clan will be resolved sooner or later. If you believe me, I will give you a chance to unlock the Chakra blockade on you and let you fight the Uchiha clan with all your strength. After that, you think about how to deal with this matter, how?"

Zhenxiu looked at Xiangteng seriously, waiting for his reply.

Restore the Chakra and fight the Uchiha tribe in a fair fight.

Xiangteng said almost without hesitation: "I am willing."

"Okay, in two days' time, you should prepare well. Now, go back quickly. Don't worry Nan Chi and Yafan."

Xiangteng nodded slightly and got up to leave.

At the door, Xiangteng suddenly said, "Thank you, boss."

Then he left without looking back.

Xiangteng is not ignorant of good and bad.

After getting along these days, he also knows that true cultivation is really good for him.

Over the years, only Nan Chi and Mi Fan have treated him so sincerely.

The two grew up together, but Zhen Xiu didn't have any friendship with him.

To be able to do this kind of sake can be said to be the best of humanity.

The Qiweiju at night looks peaceful and warm.