Naruto Konoha Rebellion

Chapter 51 Sheep

The theory of species evolution is completely unreliable in the Naruto world - there are too many non-human intelligent creatures in this world, and it can be asserted that these intelligent creatures are by no means evolved over hundreds of thousands of years like humans.

It is estimated that Darwin would like such a world very much. For example, he must really want to find out why a sheep can talk.

Of course, the fact that "a sheep is speaking" is not enough to arouse Mizuki's curiosity. What he is curious about is that "a sheep is speaking human language".

After Shuimu heard the old sheep who collapsed on the grassland speak, he couldn't help being slightly startled.

It was not a shock, but a natural physiological reaction after a strong interest surged into my heart, just like a hungry wolf would lightly grin its mouth and show its fangs when it preyed on it.

"You don't have any abnormal energy in your body, including Chakra." Mizuki's raised hand turned leisurely in mid-air, and quickly retracted in front of him. Then he rubbed his chin, and looked at the "lying corpse" under his feet with interest. said the old sheep.

"Ah—I'm just a good sheep that got lost." The old sheep weakly revealed his identity.

"Tsk tsk, interesting, there is no psychic beast in this world that can continue to stay in the world without chakra. The snakes in Ryuchi Cave cannot, and the toad bunta in Mt. Miaomu can't, so you are not a psychic beast. But this There are no non-human creatures in the world who can speak human language or even have IQ to answer questions without any special energy in their bodies. Otsutsuki Kaguya on the moon can’t do it, and neither can the sprites in the kingdom of ghosts. So here comes the problem— - What capital do you have to make me give up the desire to kill you?" Mizuki breathed out a breath, and quickly spewed out a bunch of words.

"Ah, I'm just a—"

The old sheep was about to reveal his identity again, but when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly said in a strange voice, "That's not right, kid, you don't play cards according to the routine..."

"Don't mind!" Mizuki raised his eyebrows, "You are insulting me by calling me a child like a sheep!"

The old sheep seemed to be a little angry. He tossed his limbs and struggled to stand up, but found that he was already unable to move, so he simply continued to lie on the corpse.

"Forget it, there are too many secrets in this world. Now, it's more important to fill your stomach." Mizuki raised his hand again as he spoke, making a chopping gesture.

"Don't, don't, don't! Don't kill me!" The eyelids of the old sheep, wrinkled with age, opened immediately, "There is capital, there is capital! I know a secret, a secret that you are absolutely interested in!"

"Oh?" Mizuki put down his split palms, a sly gleam of a philistine flashed in his eyes, "Secret? Are you rich?"

What?
What kind of brain circuit is this!

Why is secrets tied to money?

The old sheep shook its head.

"Okay," Mizuki said differently, "do you have gold, silver and jewelry?"

The old sheep shook his head again, his old face with few hairs left became more and more ugly - such a face can be seen clearly, one can imagine how caring Mizuki is.

"There's none of this?" Mizuki rolled his eyes, like a strange sorghum who tricked children into eating candy, "Then are there any antiques? It's the kind of antiques that are particularly valuable!"

"No, no, nothing! Let me tell you, are you short-hearted!" The old sheep howled angrily, "Look, old man, I am a sheep lying alone on this helpless prairie , I was so hungry that I couldn’t stand up, look at my skinny body, look at my old and ugly sheep face, don’t you have any sympathy for me, old man! I’m begging you for mercy , you still have to see if I have money, you are robbery, you are a bandit! I said you can’t talk about humanitarianism, and let go of the sheep?”

Mizuki felt that the world was going crazy.

A sheep, on a grassy grassland, was too hungry to stand up...

and also--

"My God," he yelled with eyes as big as eggs, pointing at the old sheep with his mouth tilted, "come and see! A sheep is telling me about humanitarianism!"

At this time, a loud and long roar suddenly came from afar.

Ow!

"Wolf! It's a wolf!" The old sheep panicked suddenly. It didn't panic when it saw the human who wanted to kill it with its own eyes, but it was scared out of its wits just by howling a wolf in the distance.

"Run! Run!"

The old sheep howled hoarsely, bursting out of the limit of physical strength, suddenly stood up tremblingly from the ground, and was about to flee.

Yet the comical stride has just taken its first step.

Suddenly, there was a pop.

A faint blue light streaked across the air at an extremely fast speed.

By squeezing the Chakra forcefully, let it fly out quickly along with a hand knife. Under the high-speed movement exceeding twice the speed of sound, the air is suddenly compressed with this cotton-like thin Chakra, forming an extremely sharp arc shock wave.

Chakra becomes the propeller at this moment.

The faint blue light is fleeting.

But the high-pressure shock wave still flew along the original trajectory of the blue light.

In the blink of an eye, Mizuki raised his knife and dropped it.

The trembling old sheep's body convulsed for a while, and its footsteps were still moving forward, but its head had already landed.

Blood gushed like a fountain.

The verdant weeds were innocently stained with a pool of blood.

The smiling white-haired man stared at the decapitated old sheep with a calm face.

The wind on the prairie blows the tempting smell of blood far away, attracting wolves, more and more wolves.

With ferocious fangs and greedy eyes, the wolves stared at Mizuki and the dead old sheep cautiously but eagerly.

Mizuki looked around, stretched out his hand, and counted twelve prairie wolves.

"It's really home-delivered food." He suddenly smiled.

Ow!

The wolves roared at the same time, and then swarmed up without hesitation.

Mizuki just stayed where he was.

Then the wolves rushed up, mouthful after mouthful, with twelve fangs and sharp mouths, and after a while, they tore Mizuki to pieces.

In the eyes of the prairie wolf, Mizuki was already covered in blood and bones, and died in the constant wailing.

The fact is exactly the same - it's just that the consciousness of the prairie wolves was secretly replaced by a white-haired man from the moment they appeared.

Illusion · The Art of Naraku Seeing!
This C-level illusion is intended to let the enemy see the image he fears, so as to deal a psychological blow to him.

But for a creature like a wolf, the more it fears something, the more it will arouse its aggression.

That would be fine.

Twelve prairie wolves died in pairs and pairs under their respective frenzied attacks—deaths of high spirits and satisfaction.

"I'm sorry, you will be eaten by me, just like chickens, ducks, fish and sheep, and I have no guilt about it, so I'm really sorry."

Mizuki tied the tails of these prairie wolves to each other, then swept them with his arms, and put them on his back, carrying nearly [-] catties of weight on his body.

He didn't care if wolf blood stained his clothes.

Hunger will make people crazy, and people have no time to take care of that little cleanliness.

Moreover, if you even dislike the dead life that was killed by yourself and is about to be swallowed by yourself, isn't it too insane?
Mizuki walked back.

At this moment, a horrifying scream with a trembling voice suddenly resounded loudly.

"Demon! You demon!"

Huh?
Mizuki took a look.

Not far away, a freshly chopped sheep's head landed on the grass and was shouting crazily.

(End of this chapter)