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Chapter 616: The Monk

Naruto followed Gaara and the three of them and slowly walked out of the Wind King's Capital. These children didn't know that in an inconspicuous place not far from them, Ming Jing and Jiraiya were lurking.

"I really don't understand, why do you have to bring Naruto with you?" Jiraiya stared at Naruto's back and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"Because these two people have something in common, so there should be plenty of topics to talk about!" Ming Jing said with a smile, looking very relaxed. Originally, Ming Jing and Yuexi were having breakfast leisurely, chatting about the situation in the Kingdom of Wind.

Unexpectedly, just after eating, Jiraiya came to the door, and then this scene happened.

"Huh?" Jiraiya was stunned, then turned to look at Ming Jing and said: "You really won't give up even if there is a slight possibility! Speaking of which, you killed the little Kazekage's father, and you are the one who suffered.

The source of hate."

"The Fourth Kazekage has little influence on him. With Naruto's ability, Gaara should be able to bring Gaara back and become our best ally in the Land of Fire again." Ming Jing shook his head. In the original work, Orochimaru and Kimima

Lu and Kabuto Yakushi killed the Fourth Kazekage in a sneak attack, but in the end Gaara only had a fight with Kimimaro, and it was to rescue Xiao Li. Ming Jing didn't believe it, so he killed the Fourth Kazekage. I love it.

Luo vowed to take revenge to the death? Is this looking down on time travellers?

Naruto looked around enthusiastically at first, but as time went by he felt bored, especially after walking in the desert for nearly two hours under the scorching sun. Fortunately, Naruto was a ninja, otherwise

He had fallen down a long time ago. He stuck out his tongue and asked feebly: "Hey, hey, how long until we arrive? I'm going to die of thirst."

"According to the directions, we'll be there in half an hour." Temari glanced back, her evaluation of Naruto rising to a higher level. You must know that even the Sand Ninjas have been trained to walk in the desert for a long time. Naruto

It’s already impressive that a newcomer like this can persist to this point.

"You guys, you can't hold on any longer! That's all the Konoha ninjas are!" Kankuro on the side mocked unceremoniously.

"You guy, you have the ability to get off the puppet!" Naruto yelled at Kankuro, as if the look of dying of thirst just now was an illusion.

"We are almost there." At this moment, Gaara suddenly said. Naruto looked up and his eyes suddenly lit up. Not far in front of them, there was a lake surrounded by green woods, camels, and gerbils.

, sand lizards and other unique desert animals gathered around the lake, drinking water without disturbing each other.

Naruto and his party subconsciously speeded up their pace, and when they got closer, they discovered that the lake was bigger than they thought. Naruto cheered and ran to the lake, took the water in his hands and drank it, and then shouted with a happy face: "

The lake water here is delicious!”

"It's strange, with such a large water source, why didn't the daimyo build the royal capital here?" Kankuro got off the puppet and asked after looking around.

"Because of transportation, although there is water here, the transportation is inconvenient. Building the royal capital here will easily derail other countries." Gaara explained calmly.

"And the royal capital used to have a water source, but the population is increasing and the water source is not enough. By the way, this is recorded in the village library, Kankuro, haven't you read it yet?!" Temari added, then glared.

He glanced at Kankuro and his tone was a bit unkind.

"This, this...ah haha..." Kankuro looked embarrassed and smiled awkwardly.

Temari was about to give Kankuro homework when she heard Naruto's surprised cry: "Eh?! What is this??" The three of them immediately ran over and saw Naruto squatting by the lake and watching.

Bottom of the lake. Hearing Gaara and others approaching, he pointed to the bottom of the lake and said, "Look, does it look like a temple there?"

"How can there be a temple in a place like this?" Kankuro squinted his eyes and took a look. The light at the bottom of the lake was not good, so he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Eye of Sand!" Gaara controlled one eyeball to dive into the water and push towards the temple. But at this moment, all four of them heard a burst of music. Gaara frowned slightly and said: "Eye of Sand

Eyes are difficult to control in water, so I can't be disturbed now."

"Well, leave it to us!" Kankuro said confidently. He untied the crow and placed it next to him in a defensive posture.

"This music sound is a bit weird, let me go and have a look!" Temari judged the direction and ran over quickly.

Gaara's Sand Eyes had already approached the temple at the bottom of the lake at this time, and he found that the place had been destroyed before it sank to the bottom of the lake. Even the temple's plaque could only make out the first three words, "Haizhu".

Mountain. As the Eye of Sand deepened, Gaara saw more and more things, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Temari quickly passed through a forest. When the music was clear, she saw the player. It was a young monk wearing a black monk's robe and a dark blue cassock. He was sitting on the rock.

Holding the pipa in her arms, she fingered it gracefully under the scorching sun.

"Who are you?!" Temari stood under the rock, the three-star fan already in her hand.

"The last descendant of the Zhishan sect of the Shingon sect, Fu Kuchi." The young monk looked down at Temari, with an expression neither happy nor sad, as if he had seen through the world of mortals.

"The Chizan sect of the Shingon sect?...What are you doing here?" Temari was a little confused. Although she had read the domestic intelligence collected by Sunagakure Village over the years, she really didn't know the Chizan sect of the Shingon sect.

never heard of that.

"You are wrong," Fukuchi shook his head and asked, "I should ask you this question. Why did you come to Kaijushan Temple? And you brought a Shukaku with you."

"Have you seen Gaara's identity?!" Temari opened her three-star fan and looked wary.

"Maybe it's God's will... I haven't even gone to find Ichibi, and it came to the door on its own." Fukuchi grinned and continued to play the pipa, but this time the melody became more urgent.

Temari stood up. Temari's expression condensed, and she suddenly found that her own shadow was a little strange. Temari, who had experienced Shikamaru's shadow imitation technique, immediately jumped back, only to see her shadow suddenly stand up and chase after Temari.

"Drink!" Temari held a three-star fan in the air and flapped it suddenly. Three wind cuts were sent out instantly, cutting the standing shadow into three sections.

"Oh... there's still a moment!..." Fukuchi frowned slightly and continued to play. After Temari landed, she kicked off her feet and rushed over quickly. The distance between her and Fukuchi was a bit far now.

Her ninjutsu cannot hit the opponent.

"I want to get closer..." Fukuchi smiled, and with a turn of his wrist, the music changed again. Suddenly, a group of black vultures flew out from behind him, howling and rushing towards Temari.


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