Snap!

Xie Mao's shoes stepped firmly on a pile of gravel.

Kazama used an extremely fast teleportation technique to quietly and unnoticed bring him out of the camp, and he returned to the laboratory that was bombed into ruins.

But Xie Mao was not in a hurry to explore. He turned his head and stared at Fengjian, saying in a calm voice: "You didn't let me speak on the way. Now I want to ask, did you wait for me in the camp on purpose?"

"Yes." Kazama answered unambiguously.

"Why?"

"To be honest, I wanted to do it by myself, but I still have sense. One more person means more possibilities. I may not be able to find out the truth by myself." Kazama said calmly.

"Then why don't you look for someone again?"

"This is our own business as puppet masters."

"What about my grandma? Why didn't you tell her before?" Xie Mao asked the most important and critical question. What kind of medicine was hidden in Fengjian's gourd? It had to be secretly hidden from Chiyo.

"Is it too late to ask this question now?"

Kazama glanced at Xie Mao and said, "The answer is very simple. I suspect that Mr. Chiyo knows the truth."

"???" Xie Mao's cold face did not change, but he was quite surprised in his heart, "How do you know?"

"Just a guess."

Kazama considered it: "She witnessed the Nidaime-sama bringing back Monzaemon-sama's body and accepting the inheritance from the Chikamatsu Ten. With her qualifications, she should know a lot."

When Xie Mao finished listening to his thoughts, Fengjian continued: "That's the end of the Q&A. We don't have much time. We have to find the truth before the team is finished."

Also... Xie Mao looked at the ruins around him. The not too bright moonlight could barely illuminate the place, and everything seemed blurry and hazy.

"Are there any clues?" Although Fengjian said, "The question and answer ends here," Xie Mao was not so obedient.

The entire laboratory has been buried, and it is unrealistic to completely clean it up. If the truth is hidden somewhere in the laboratory, it will be difficult for them to find it in a short time. There must be clear clues to do this.

"If there is, I don't need to look for you. To be honest, I don't have high expectations." Kazama said, his voice a little more lonely in the night wind.

It's just luck, right... Xie Mao asked while observing the surroundings: "Do you know the Nidaime or Monzaemon?"

Xie Mao wanted to deduce from the habits of these two people.

"I don't know. I am not of the same era as them, but Monzaemon-sama is a distant relative of mine." Kazama lowered his head slightly and sighed, "You know, I once suspected that it was the Nidaime who killed him."

It turns out that what he wants to know is the truth... Xie Mao is too lazy to ask Kazama why there are so many doubts and guesses. This guy has no idea at all. If it is completely luck, how can he find out the truth in an hour or two!

Do you think he is the King of Yellow and Black who controls good luck!?

If you don't have any clues, it won't be useful even if you recruit me as a genin.

"Don't think too much, just look for it as much as you can."

Xie Mao put this sentence aside and started searching by himself.

Although he has no expectations in his heart, Xie Mao will not give up even if the possibility is only one in a thousand, one in ten thousand or even lower.

It's nothing more than a waste of an hour or two.

Fengjian looked at Xie Mao who was searching seriously. He shook his head and felt that he had become a little indecisive.

Is it because he lost his sense of normalcy after witnessing the complete demise of his once imaginary enemy, the Nidaime?

Monzaemon-sama, if you could have survived back then, you would have probably pushed puppetry to a higher level by now, right?

In that case, my people can become stronger and survive the battlefield, right?

Fengjian was in a trance, and seemed to see the back of a man in the distance. This back stretched out his hands and moved flexibly, as if playing the music of a puppet and weaving the puppet's dream.

"Monzaemon...sama..." Kazama subconsciously walked forward step by step.

Xie Mao, who was about to turn on his spiritual vision to explore, heard the movement behind him. He planned to turn on his spiritual vision and then look back to see what happened. Suddenly, he was inspired and noticed something abnormal.

What a strange sound of footsteps... Xie Mao didn't bother to use any more spiritual vision. He quickly turned back and was shocked to see Fengjian walking forward like a zombie.

"How did you..." Xie Mao just asked, and saw Fengjian's feet stuck in the cracks of the rock. Fengjian immediately fell out of balance, his black cloak fell out, and his hand hit some sharp rock protrusions.

On it, leaving a clear scarlet color.

What's going on with him? Xie Mao was stunned for a moment, but when he noticed something was obviously wrong, he immediately backed away, and chakra lines extended from his hands.

As a small genin, he didn't dare risk his life to get close to investigate, but he still had the courage to use chakra threads to save people.

The chakra line that popped up quickly connected to Fengjian's body, and Xie Mao did not hesitate to immediately pull Fengjian to his side.

Xie Mao saw Fengjian's appearance for the first time. He was a man with a dusty face, thick yellow hair, and an unexpectedly high hairline. If Xie Mao hadn't known that Fengjian was not thirty years old,

, just looking at this face, he would definitely think that Kazama was an older uncle.

There are several obvious scars on his face, and half of his right ear was cut off. These are all wounds left in the war.

Now Kazama's expression is hazy, as if he is half asleep.

Without waiting for Xie Mao to question, the rock where Fengjian originally lay down began to tremble, and then was slowly lifted up.

Under Xie Mao's horrified eyes, a glass man slid out from under the rock. His whole body was blurred, and only one face retained relatively clear facial features. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Its transparent body seemed to be flowing. One hand slowly rested on the bloody rock and pulled the lower body out from under the rock.

It was the lower body that was connected together, but after struggling out of the rock, the two legs separated and stood on the ground like a human. He was over 1.6 meters tall, slightly stooped, and stretched his head forward, without hair.

.

"Hiss~"

The glass man glanced at Xie Mao and Fengjian, with a clear smile on his face and said: "Hello, juniors."

Its sound has the harsh sound of glass friction, which is uncomfortable to hear.

"You are..." Xie Mao frowned and controlled Fengjian to distance himself with great vigilance, "Snake of Glazed Glass?"

Shouldn't this thing disappear with the death of [Sramana], but it still exists!?

"The Snake of Glaze..." The man made of transparent glass showed a slightly regretful smile, "That was my last work."

"Monzaemon!?" Xie Mao opened his eyes wide in shock and asked while quietly touching the ninja bag.

He still has some props left in his ninja bag. As long as he makes some big noise, the ninjas in the camp will soon rush over to support him.

"it's me."

Monzaemon slowly said: "After the Nidaime killed me, the Glass Snake was born."

"!?"

Xie Mao stopped his gentle movements: "What do you mean?"

Monzaemon smiled "ho ho" and was about to step forward. Xie Mao quickly threw out a kunai and stuck it in front of Monzaemon, stopping the opponent's steps and then said: "Don't come close, I'm not there yet."

I believe you are Monzaemon."

After saying that, Xie Mao noticed that Fengjian beside him shook his head, as if he was awakened by their voices, and groaned in pain.

"Are you okay?" Xie Mao asked quickly.

"I..." Fengjian helped Xie Mao in a daze, but because of the obvious height difference, he almost stumbled to the ground. Fortunately, Xie Mao had quick eyes and quick hands, otherwise Fengjian would have landed on his face again.

"I, what's wrong with me?" Feng Jian asked breathlessly, his face was frighteningly pale and there was no blood at all.

I want to know too... Xie Mao took a breath: "To put it simply, you suddenly fell down in confusion, and then the thing opposite who called himself Monzaemon came out of the ground."

"...Huh?" Fengjian was stunned for a moment and couldn't help coughing.

Xie Mao couldn't be fooled by this guy: "First tell me what's going on with you?"

"Ahem! I, I don't know, I just felt in a trance. Now I have a severe headache. I should be... when did I fall under the illusion..."

Kazama said weakly, but he still remembered his identity as a Jonin, so he barely straightened his back, looked at the opposite side and said, "You said you are Monzaemon?"

"...Yes, I feel the connection of blood from your body." Monzaemon said slowly.

"Is it you who made me like this?" Kazama's face turned fierce, "The despicable person who used the name of Monzaemon-sama!"

He's quite sober... Xie Mao has the same idea as Kazama and doesn't trust the guy in front of him.

"I understand your vigilance, but that's the fact."

Monzaemon looked at Kazama with a strange light in his eyes: "My junior, don't you believe me?"

"How could I believe such words!"

Kazama looked down at Monzaemon with disdain. As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly bulged, bloodshot eyes covered his pupils, and then he let out a heartbreaking cry of pain from his throat:

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Kazama's body tensed up for a moment and then quickly fell down. When Xie Mao was taken down by surprise, he saw Monzaemon approaching quickly.

This guy is really uneasy and kind-hearted!

The chakra line still attached to Kazama's body was pulled, and the unconscious Kazama immediately "alive", grabbed Xie Uo and quickly moved away, avoiding Monzaemon's grasp.

"Tsk!" Monzaemon frowned in displeasure, as if he had no hair. He actually had no eyebrows, but he could express the frowning gesture vividly.

It should have taken action long ago, but the secret technique guided by blood could not completely control Fengjian, and the previous time was wasted. Fortunately, Fengjian bled, and the secret technique used Fengjian's blood finally succeeded.

All that's left is to deal with the red-haired kid.

It was getting colder as dawn approached, but Xie Mao was so nervous that his whole body felt hot. He stared at the stooped Monzaemon in front of him, and the fear in his heart became less.

Although I don't know how it caused Kazama to become like this, judging from the attack just now, Monzaemon is not very fast, which means that he can definitely find an opportunity to ask for help.

Xie Mao did not hesitate and immediately took out a kunai with a flash bomb. The flash bomb was shaped like a bell and was wrapped in a large number of yellow paper-like seals with the word "Light" written on it.

Flashbangs can briefly illuminate a large area and are very effective. As long as you throw them to a high place, the light will be enough to call for help.

But just when Xie Mao was about to throw out the kunai, Monzaemon had already formed several seals quickly, and he let out a hoarse voice from his throat:

"Reverse·Living puppet!"

Xie Mao was shocked and immediately threw out the kunai. After the seal was completed, Kazama, who had lost consciousness, suddenly threw out his arm, caught Xie Mao's kunai in a flash of lightning, and crushed it with his flesh palm.
Chapter completed!