Konoha Qiweiju

Konoha fifty-six years, July 5th weather: overcast

The misty situation becomes more and more complicated.

Following Yakura's serious injury, Wuyin's pace of expelling the Blood Jijiejie Family seems to have accelerated.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians on the streets of the village.

Perhaps it's time for me to leave.

This village may usher in new life, or it may usher in destruction.

...

Qiweiju.

Zhen Xiu held the meat ball and looked at the mist outside the window.

"Liuqiu, you see, the people in this village may have been unable to hold it anymore. The butcher knife did not slash at them, but it affected their lives."

"Hey, people are like this. But to put it bluntly, what is the use of their opposition. It's just a group of civilians."

Zhenxiu shrugged, noncommittal.

Indeed, a group of civilians, in the eyes of the ninjas, are nothing but grass, no matter how they oppose it, what is the use.

A single Zhongnin can wipe them all out.

"It seems we are leaving this village. There is no market."

Really smiled.

"up to you."

Rouqiu didn't care where he lived, as long as he followed true cultivation was enough.

Zhenxiu rubbed the soft hair of the meat ball. In the troubled times, it would be nice to have such a cat with him.

Fortunately, the meat ball is not an ordinary cat, and the life span is definitely longer than that of Zhenxiu, so there is no need to worry that Zhenxiu will die prematurely.

Before you know it, this orange cat has become true cultivation's greatest dependence.

Ringing.

A wind chime rang at the door, and guests arrived.

"welcome."

Zhenxiu said with a smile, but saw that the person was Terumi Mei.

She looked frosty at the moment, and she seemed to be in a bad mood.

Terumi Mei didn't say anything, and just found a place to sit down.

"What's the matter with the guest?"

Really cultivated curiously.

"Nothing, just a little angry. Boss, get me a bowl of white fungus soup."

"Okay. Guests, please wait a moment."

Although I don't know what Terumi Ming is angry about, as the boss, the guests' reasonable needs should be agreed.

A few minutes later, a bowl of white fungus soup appeared in front of Terumi Ming.

After taking three sips, Terumi Ming felt that her anger had dropped a lot.

"This is the first time a guest has come here in such a hurry."

Zhenxiu said with a smile.

Looking at Zhen Shu's gentle smile, Terumi Mei also seemed to ease a little.

"Boss, sometimes I really envy you."

"Oh? What do you envy me?"

Really cultivate the strange way.

"Every time I see you, you are all smiles, as if nothing can bother you."

"Perhaps the things that bothered me have already been experienced. I don't have anything to worry about now."

Looking at Zhenxiu's abyss-like eyes, Terumi Ming suddenly felt that this middle-aged uncle who seemed to be about forty years old in front of him seemed to have a different story.

"Boss, you haven't heard your story yet, can you tell me?"

Terumi Ming asked curiously.

"My story is simple. Not long after I was born, my mother died. There were six brothers and sisters in the family, and I was the youngest one. When I was eighteen, there was only one sister left for the six brothers and sisters. In a few years, my father died too. Not long after, my brother-in-law died, and my confidant who had been with him for many years also died. My sister finally died.

The younger generation who thought it was good also passed away a few years ago."

Terumi was taken aback when he heard the words, there was only one simple word in the true cultivation story.

That is death.

It seemed that all the people who had a relationship with him died in the end.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I mentioned your sad thing."

"It doesn't matter, I have already looked away."

Zhen Xiu said with a smile, as if those things were other people's stories, he just mentioned it casually.

At this moment, Zhao Meiming naturally does not think that true cultivation is a big heart.

Behind that smile, I don't know how much sadness is hidden.

It's just that some sadness can only be left to myself in the end.

"Boss, I remember your wine here is good, should we have two drinks?"

Terumi Mei said suddenly.

"Of course, as long as you pay for alcohol, it's easy to talk about."

Really smiled.

"Unexpectedly, boss, you are still a profiteer. Okay, today I will invite you to drink. Come on!"

"it is good."

Zhen Xiu took out the wine named Zui Sheng Meng Si and placed it on the table, and took out two wine glasses at the same time.

When the clear wine was full, Terumi Ming picked it up and poured a cup into his mouth.

"This wine is curious about its wonderful taste."

Terumi Ming said in surprise, she had never drunk this kind of wine.

"This wine is specially made by me, but I can't buy it outside. Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied! What a good thing."

Terumi Ming said and drank another drink.

Maybe something is in my mind, or maybe this wine really suits Terumi Mei's appetite.

But within a quarter of an hour, Terumi Ming drank two bottles.

"It's really a comfortable drink."

Terumi squinted her eyes halfway, looking a bit drunk.

"You seem to be in a bad mood today, what's the matter?"

Zhenxiu asked curiously, Terumi Mei is indeed a little gaffe.

Terumi Ming's face was slightly hesitant.

"If you can't say it, then forget it."

"No, there is nothing that can't be said. In two days, the whole Ninja World will know this news."

"Ok?"

Really cultivate the strange way.

"An elite ninja in the village defected. He assassinated Lord Shuiying and fled after failure."

Really stunned for a while.

At this time...

Don't cut it again?

"You should know him too. He often comes here to eat. It's the guy who likes to eat salted saury."

Hearing this, he confirmed it even more.

"It turns out to be the guy who doesn't have eyebrows and looks very vicious."

"Yes, that's that guy. What a foolish man, he actually went to do things like assassination. Even if you want to change the fog, this method is really too stupid."

Terumi Ming's words were mixed with a tone of hatred for iron and steel.

Obviously, Terumi did not agree with the practice of not cutting.

"It's a reckless man and a warrior."

Zhen Xiu said with emotion suddenly.

"Warrior? Yes, it's a warrior. How many people have the courage of him in Mist. For such a person, if one walks, one is less. Now Mist needs such a person the most. This brash man! Obviously more Good way!"

Terumi yelled angrily and smashed the wine glass in his hand on the table. The wine glass instantly shattered, shocking Zhen Xiu.

"This... Rogue!"

Terumi Mei murmured, she was actually asleep.

"This woman is really big-hearted..."

Zhenxiu smiled and shook his head. He dared to get drunk in this unfamiliar place. As a ninja, his vigilance was too bad.

How did Zhenxiu know that Terumi Ming's mood now is extremely complicated.

Defection without cutting is a huge loss for her.