Looking at the ANBU ninja in front of him, Sandai smoked a cigarette and moved his tired eyes away from the document.
If she doesn't cause trouble, why would she come back?
But it's okay to come back, the village needs her strength.
The third generation stood up.
At the entrance of the village, the village is currently under martial law. There are only ninjas on the road. Every door is closed. The ninjas are cleaning up the mess from last night's battle on the street.
Some nearby ninjas looked towards the entrance of the village and couldn't help but whisper.
You can be sneaky when you go out, but be more upright when you come back.
The ninja guarding the main entrance area of the village was a little nervous. Although his identity could be identified at a glance, he still needed to identify himself, such as the mission order issued by the third generation.
It's something that a ninja would usually nail with a kunai to the wooden door.
There is also a wartime version of this thing.
The leading ninja looked at the large number of people who suddenly touched the village gate and knew who it was, but it was his own ninja whose origin was unknown. He looked embarrassed.
Rules are rules.
What if it's a transformation technique? The internal secret codes change every day, making it even more difficult to forge.
So the members leading the team bravely stopped him.
As Mei Ji stopped, the team stopped moving forward in cooperation.
"Password!" There was no nonsense, the ninja got straight to the point.
"No!" Mei Ji was even more unconvinced and had no explanation, staring at the leading ninja.
The team leader is numb.
Looking at Meiji, she hesitated to speak.
Please give me some perfunctory treatment.
For example, if you scold me, do you know who I am!?
More and more ninjas were working nearby. As the news spread, many ninjas rushed over one after another. One was to watch the excitement, and the other was to fight back immediately if there was an accident.
"No passage without a pass," the leader said loudly.
Although I don't know how you sneaked out of the village without permission, you can't come in openly under my nose.
The team leader saw a poorly guarded pot flying towards him quickly, and his scalp felt numb.
But Mei Ji just nodded and said, "If you can speak, speak more and be bolder."
what does it mean?
The leader is confused, so what should I do?
After a while, under the gaze of all the ninjas, he said bravely: "Who are you! What are you doing! What are your intentions!?"
Mei Ji was not very anxious, but the big guy behind her was a little anxious.
Especially Qianju, who screamed loudly.
"You are blind!"
But Uchiha and Hinata just watched the show with their arms folded and cold expressions on their faces.
The team leader took a breath of air. He was either angry or scared. He took out the kunai and said defensively: "Answer me!"
The team members behind him took a look and drew their weapons in unison.
The atmosphere became tense.
Meiji raised a hand to calm down and said, "I am Aburame, Bugshime, and I am a member of Princess Tsunade's command. I can't tell you what I do and what my intentions are."
Although it was said very politely, it was over.
The team leader said: "No matter who you are, you cannot enter the village without a pass issued by the third generation during the war. You need to confirm your identity from above!"
"Of course." Mei Ji said.
The team leader, who thought he was going to force his way in, breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
Meiji made a coded signal of fighting gestures, and the team behind her all sat down to rest.
The little girl standing in the team looked around blankly, then sat down with her neck scrunched up.
In the distance, Sandai looked at Miki, feeling angry and wanting to show her off.
When the ninjas who were watching secretly saw that there was no fight, they swept the floor and picked up trash, and they all started busy.
About an hour later, at this time, a new team came to the village.
There were very few people, about fifty people, and the entire team was mostly bald, wearing bamboo hats and holding razors. The leader was an old monk, and the most conspicuous among them were twelve people who wore waistbands with the word "fire" on their waists.
The twelve guardian ninja warriors of the daimyo.
He wasn't from Konoha, he was a ninja that the daimyo recruited from who knows where.
I have no interest in these twelve beauties. They are probably the elite among jounin, but there are differences between elites.
Being from a small ninja clan, he might have one or two powerful secret techniques.
Maybe it's awesome, but it doesn't matter.
Meiji looked at the leading old monk.
Monks?...
This is one of the pillars of the name.
Rather than just twelve ninjas, normal people know how it is possible for twelve ninjas to fight against tens of thousands of ninja troops.
But monk soldiers.
These monks have a long history. Meiji is not interested in knowing which sect they are and what their great ideas are. Meiji only cares about the facts.
In the era of Princess Kaguya, the poor people needed spiritual comfort to support their survival. Therefore, it became a hotbed for the development of various sects. Before the era of Princess Kaguya, there were many sects left behind.
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Even the invincible Kaguya has no interest in these ants.
At the end of the Kaguya era, many people joined the Ninja sect of the Six Paths Sage, but with the split of the Ninja sect, many Ninja sect members left the Ninja sect and changed their appearance.
But he also controls chakra.
The inside of the Ninja Sect is full of beatings, and they are killing each other, but the outside is also developing non-stop.
Cruel land annexation created the five major countries. Where there was a need, there was a market. Samurai groups came into being. As the thug tools of the major manor owners, the Ninja clan was arrogant. It claimed to be a descendant of the Six Paths Sage, so naturally it was impossible to become someone's tool.
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But it has to be just right.
By the end of the fight, the major ninja clans had forgotten why they were fighting, and why they were fighting. They fought for the sake of fighting day after day. The accumulated blood feud became an inextricable knot and became a public tool that anyone could use. As long as they gave
If you want money, just accept the entrustment.
Although ugly, he is still somewhat reserved.
Family fights, brothers turning against each other, any kind of tasks, the ninjas can take it. In order to compete for tasks and food, the fight between ninjas becomes even more fierce.
Until they become completely shameless and become full-time tool men, the Samurai Group will be finished with repetitive functions but no market competitiveness.
Among them, there is another force that is quietly accumulating strength, and that is the monks.
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The threshold for becoming a monk is very low. Even if you are a bandit, if you put down the butcher's knife and pick up the monk's knife, everything in the past can be forgotten.
In this way, a terrifying force snowballed.
There are samurai who change careers, bandits who change careers, thieves who change careers, adulterous thieves who change careers, rogue ninjas and rebellious ninjas, and various nobles who fail in battles and avoid liquidation.
In order to fight against the ninja group, this force was supported by the daimyo in the Land of Fire. It was also favored and supported by the original capital class and controlled a large amount of land and industry.
The most frightening thing is that because they have been working at the bottom for many years, they have an extremely terrible prestige among the people at the bottom. They can be called upon by a hundred people. Some people can hardly live anymore, but they can still squeeze out money to donate sesame oil and give the monks a meal.
Any time a hat is pulled down, Konoha will repeatedly call daddy to be gentle.
Not only is he strong in force, but his Mouth Dungeon is much better than Naruto's.
Because of the blessing of religious beliefs, force is not as simple as that.
People who have nothing are not afraid of losing anything.
Many people who have been brainwashed believe deep down in their bones that after death they just go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, so they are not afraid of death.
Although this only happened in the past few decades after the end of the Warring States Period, the rapid expansion of power has led to a mixture of good and bad people within it, and there is also no shortage of disputes.
But since ancient times, people who provoke religion rarely end well.
Mei Ji glanced at the old monk and didn't pay attention.
After communicating with the ninja guarding the door, the old monk took out documents to prove his identity. When passing by Mei Ji and others, he stopped inexplicably, squinted his eyes and looked at Mei Ji and the others, and locked his eyes on Mei Ji.
After a long while, the old monk put his hands together in a salute and said with kind eyes: "This donor, the poor monk Huipu, I don't know whether he should say something or not."
"Don't talk about it." Mei Ji didn't even look at it and said, "Get out."
"You bastard ninja!" The fierce-looking monk soldiers exploded and looked at everyone fiercely.
He's very brave and doesn't even look at where this place is. He seems to be used to being arrogant.
Behind Mei Ji, a group of ninjas stood up silently and took out their weapons.
"Na Wu San..." The old monk called out the Buddha's name and said, "Donor, there is no need to be angry. This poor monk has no ill intentions."
The monk soldiers behind him swallowed their saliva, took back their weapons along the steps, and all said "Na Wu San".
I'm scared.
There are differences between Buddhas. This Buddha does not represent that Buddha. Each Buddha has its own local characteristics. It is named Buddha, but it does not necessarily mean that it is a Buddha.
It's a deck company.
The so-called dummy companies refer to cloning the basic information of regular companies, trying to fake it in the domestic market, and confusing ordinary people into opening accounts and depositing money. However, in terms of security, there is no guarantee for this kind of company.
Meiji has no objection to religion, but she suggests that if you want to worship Buddha, it is best to go to an authentic temple.
If it doesn't work, I suggest destroying the temple.
No guarantee at all, fake.
Do you understand what the spirit of contract is? If the contract is violated and the desired effect is not achieved, this is fraud!
Meiji waved her hand, not intending to meet them.
The ninjas behind them put away their weapons.
But the old monk planned to meet Mei Ji, clasped his hands and lowered his eyebrows and said: "Donor, God has the virtue of good life. Seeing that the benefactor looks fierce, it is better to commit less murders!"
At the end of the sentence, the words contained an oppressive edge.
Mei Ji pointed to her mask and asked curiously: "How did you see that this mask has a sinister face?"
Zhili beside him chuckled.
The old monk put his hands together and said nothing.
The third generation watched from a distance. Although he couldn't hear what was said, he saw that the atmosphere was not good from a distance, and he hesitated a little.
"The poor monk could see at a glance that the benefactor was surrounded by tens of thousands of innocent souls, and the demonic energy was soaring into the sky. It could be said that a demon came to the world, which was shocking and surprising." The old monk was going to make a long speech, but he stopped talking as soon as he came.
Although it is basically true.
However, in addition to knowing chakra, these monks also know magic, and some mysterious and mysterious mouth escapes.
"It's missing." Mei Ji said, "The number is wrong."
The old monk nodded and was about to continue.
Um?
He suddenly raised his head and looked at Mei Ji.
Admit it?
So refreshing?
A little surprised.
"It's definitely more than this, but will you remember how many steamed buns you have eaten?" Mei Ji said with a chuckle: "I killed a lot of animals, little rabbits, little frogs, little crabs, etc., quite a few
It entered my stomach and you couldn’t even see it. I could see at a glance that there was something wrong with you.”
"Donor, I'm talking about people!" the old monk Huipu said through gritted teeth.
"Okay, tell the truth." Meiji looked at Zhili and asked, "Zhili, do you remember how many people you killed?"
"I can't remember a little bit." Zhili looked at the old monk with a smile, with murderous intent in his eyes, and said: "It's quite a lot."
"Really." Mei Ji looked at the other person and asked, "Do you still remember?"
"I haven't counted them." An honest man with thousands of hands said honestly: "It must be quite a few."
"Does anyone still remember?" Mei Ji asked.
"Me." An Uchiha responded. It was his first time on the battlefield and he was still in the mood to count.
"It's up to you." Mei Ji looked at the old monk and said, "Let's tell you the number. If you guess it right, there will be a prize."
The old monk was sweating on his forehead.
Why doesn't this guy follow the rhythm?
"Why..." Mei Ji said coldly: "Can't you tell at a glance, are you going to lie to me!? Huh!?"
"Almsgiver, this poor monk has kind words and advice." The old monk said: "Killing evil will harm the peace of heaven..."
"Stop..." Mei Ji interrupted: "Do you know who I am?"
After a moment of silence, just to be on the safe side, the old monk said, "I don't know, I don't know."
"Today I want you to open your eyes and get to know me."
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Mei Ji waved her hand and said coldly: "Catch them all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the ninjas behind him rushed out with their weapons slashed out.
A group of monks resisted in panic.
"Donor!" the old monk said angrily: "We are monks from the Temple of Fire!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Really? I don't believe it." Mei Ji replied quietly: "I think you are a spy."
"We have identification! We are the real monks of the Fire Temple! We have come to Konoha on commission from the Daimyo of the Fire Country! We have important matters to discuss!"
The old monk finally figured out what kind of devil Mei Ji was, so he didn't dare to say what he wanted to talk about.
"Fake." Meiji said emotionlessly.
Soon, a group of monks were subdued by ninjas.
The twelve guardian ninjas did not dare to resist too fiercely, and were tied up and pressed to the ground one by one.
Sandai took one step forward, watched from a distance, and then took another step back.
It's too late, just watching from a distance.
"Brother! Help us prove our identity!" the old monk said to the leader guarding the gate.
Meiji looked at the team leader and said, "Don't worry about my revenge. Tell the truth. Next time you go to the hospital if you are sick or injured, I will give you a 120% discount and give you the latest special medicine."
His scalp numbed, the team leader said: "Lord Chongji, I think it's fake."
"I'm just telling you, it must be a lie." Mei Ji said, "Arrest them all."
"This is unreasonable!" the old monk said angrily: "This is the way you treat guests in Konoha!?"
"Tell him to shut up." Mei Ji said coldly.
The ninjas around looked at this scene, pretending to be working in their hands, and some looked gloating on their faces.
I said, why are you provoking her?
Do you think you have a long life?
The ninja found the rag he had brought with him, and stuffed it into the old monk's mouth.
The old monk felt his stomach churn.
At this time, the third generation came belatedly, looked at Meiji and said: "I'm back."
He didn't even look at the old monk.
When the old monk saw Sandai, he screamed as if he were the savior.
"What is it called!" Sandai pretended to be stupid and said fiercely: "Who are you!?"
"It seems to be a spy." Mei Ji was not very sure and said, "I just caught him. It's up to you, Sandai."
"Okay!" Sandai said, "I'll call someone to review it later. Chongji, you've had a hard journey along the way."
"It's not hard work." Mei Ji nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Sandai."
"Where is it?" Sandai waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Let's talk, sir."
Mei Ji nodded, raised her hand to make a gesture, and said: "Dismiss!"
A group of ninjas behind him neatly left in an instant.