Ninjas should be dressed in meat

Chapter 121
Temple of the Wind

Once the place of faith of the desert tribes, the huge building can vaguely see its former glory, but it is a pity that no matter how strong the stone is, it cannot withstand the wind and sand erosion that has accumulated for thousands of years. Only a stone sculpture that cannot see its original appearance and a huge stone A giant pagoda hall built tightly together.

"Master Maji..." The temple was originally empty like a ghost, but suddenly a sand shadow Anbu wearing a yellow fox mask and a mess of hair behind the mask jumped out.

It is also torture to want to work as a guard in this place where the birds don't shit.

"Master Kazekage ordered that these three people be allowed to enter the Temple of the Wind to talk with Jinchuriki, and if they can persuade Jinchuriki, allow them to leave with Jinchuriki." Maki took out Kazekage's warrant scroll.

After the Anbu ninja carefully verified the scroll, he nodded and said something that Anbu should not have complained: "I hope I can convince that old stubborn, so that I can leave this damn place."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Maji didn't blame them. In order to ensure the secrecy of Jinjuri's detention, the Anbu guards are changed every five years. Su's Anbu couldn't stand it.

"I don't feel like I've heard this kind of thing too much. Just bring us a few fresh magazines for the next supply supply." The yellow fox Anbu waved his hand, obviously so many years of boring life has polished his professionalism. .

"Do your best, open the door." Markey nodded.

The yellow fox mask walked to the wall of the Temple of Wind, and his hands formed complicated patterns. It was originally a rough rock that fluctuated a few times and became an entrance.

It's fantasy.

After walking a little further inside, there is also an iron fence with the seal formula written on it. The real temple is only after the seal is untied.

"It's inside, you go in, beware of that fat civet cat." Huanghu Anbu signaled that they could go in.

The dim hall was about the size of two football fields. There was no light source inside, only a few rays of light shone from the cracks in the ceiling, accompanied by the patter of fine sand.

Ye Cang ignited four bright fireballs and danced around, illuminating the surrounding scene.

There are almost no furnishings in the empty hall, some of which are bookshelves with dusty books and classics on them. The murals on the surrounding walls are still bright and bright, telling the story of a group of monks who came to teach Ninja thousands of years ago.

Right in front of him is a portrait that spans almost the entire wall, and behind him are six pitch-black jades of seeking Tao. Can't help but have the idea of ​​bowing your head and worshiping.

"Is this... the Immortal of the Six Paths?" Nonayu opened her mouth wide. She had seen descriptions of him in ancient books. The Immortal of the Six Paths is the ancestor of the ninja world, and a pair of reincarnation eyes can reverse all fate.

"Thousands of years and ten thousand years of wetness, third uncle will never deceive me." Bai Mu marveled at the oil painting as bright as yesterday.

Jiao Du stroked his chin and wondered how much the mural could sell for when it was disassembled.

Just when everyone was shocked by the mural of the Immortal of the Six Paths, a wave of sand on the ground swept from behind, taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to launch a sneak attack.

"Be careful behind your back!!!" It was Markey who responded the fastest.

Shiraki quickly turned sideways and hid behind Kakuzu. What meat shield is more reliable than his teammates?

With a splash, the fine sand splashed towards the crowd, covering everyone's head and face, and a civet cat the size of a fat dog was kicking the sand with its two hind legs and flying towards them: "Bastard bastard, go to hell! Get buried in a sandstorm!"

A group of people looked at Yiwei blankly, the sand was like a child playing around.

"It's so cute..." No Naiyu even planned to hug it.

"Your mother is cute! Eat shit!!" Shouhe kicked at Nonaiyu again.

"Shouhe came back... don't be rude..." An old voice sounded from the side, and a bald old monk lit an oil lamp and sat at a table.

Then Shouhe ran back to the monk and made faces at several people.

"See Mr. Fenfu." Markey bowed slightly, imprisoning him while being so polite at the same time, it's really hard to fathom their relationship.

"It's Maji... Sit down and have a cup of tea." Monk Fenfu tremblingly raised the tea kettle next to him, picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea and put it on the table.

Such a simple movement took 1 minute to complete with the help of Shuhe.

Shiraki looked a little uncomfortable, Gaara should have been born around the same time as Naruto, that is to say, Monk Fenfuku had only one year left in his lifespan, and at this time he looked like he was exhausted.

"No need, I'm not the one who came to see Mr. Fenfu this time, I'm just a guide." Mackey shook his head.

"Oh...have you found a candidate for Renzhuli?" Fenfu also knew that he was at the end of his life and had already reported to Fengying, so he had to find the next Renzhuli quickly.

"I'll kill whoever comes to seal it!!!" Shouhe grinned fiercely, but it's a pity that it's just a wisp of tail beast consciousness created by Fenfu to relieve boredom, and those with low strength can only be compared with Parker, pretending On the contrary, the vicious look is fun and good,

"Shou He... I have eliminated most of your violence. If you die with me, you will no longer be you when you are resurrected, and your previous efforts will be wasted." Fen Fu stroked Shou He's head gently.

"I don't care! I'd rather die with you. Whoever seals me, I will let him sleep badly for the rest of his life!" Shouhe still looked manic. It is unimaginable how violent Shuhe was before the probation.

Fen Fu stroked Shou He's head with a smile, and the word "Love" written in the palm of his hand gave off a slight warmth, suppressing Shou He's mania.

"It's not about Renzhuli...Master Prophet, you can say it yourself." Maji stepped back.

Bai Mu showed a solemn face, and respectfully bowed deeply to Fenfu, showing respect from the bottom of his heart: "See Mr. Fenfu."

Others can hide, but Monk Fenfu, an ascetic who carries out great love, really can't.

"Please sit down... I don't know if you have anything to ask." Fen Fu slowly handed over the teacup.

Bai Mu also sat down solemnly, without saying anything bluntly, and solemnly placed the scripture of pure love on the table: "I want to discuss with Master Fenfu—what is love."

"Oh?" Fen Fu opened his eyelids with difficulty, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him. He was imprisoned alone in the temple for decades, just to comprehend the word "love". Discuss things like: "Young man, do you know how to love too?"

"In order to maintain peace and implement love, it is the creed I have always believed in. I believe that no one in the ninja world understands love better than me." Bai Mu was extremely humble.

"Shou He, serve good tea!" Fen Fu's exhausted body unexpectedly regained its strength.

(End of this chapter)