Naruto Konoha Rebellion

Chapter 53 Interest
Huimina was not surprised at all, ninja is not a rare profession in this world.

The fire was blazing.

"Well, it seems that you really don't need a torch. Then, Mr. Ninja who lost his toolkit, do you need a knife? You can't just throw these wolves into the fire and burn them..." Huimina said a little grumpily. .

Mizuki shrugged.

Gently rubbing his left hand on his right arm, a strange texture emerged, accompanied by a faint black light, and a sharp kunai appeared, which he held in his hand at will.

I used a kit to pack the little red flowers before as graduation gifts for the students, so I kept two kunai, which were stored on the two arms respectively. The left arm has been changed several times, and the sealed space inside now holds the ancient Loulan flower given by the old woman. Probably map.

"Humph!"

Huimina snorted coldly for some reason, looked at Mizuki a few times, puffed up her cheeks, turned and left.

Mizuki is unknown.

"Tsk, who messed with her?" Mizuki was a little surprised.

Too lazy to care about things other than "eating", Mizuki's hands flickered.

The shape of the kunai is like an elongated rhombus. It is thicker and not as thin as a blade. It is not convenient to cut it. Fortunately, this kunai is sharp enough, and Mizuki's movements are fast enough, and his eyes are sharp enough , a complete wolf skin was easily peeled off.

At this time, Hui Mina came back and forth, holding a big iron grill.

"Thank you." Mizuki directly raised the iron shelf.

Huimina looked at Mizuki's skillful technique and asked, "Have you ever cooked wolf meat to eat?"

"No," Mizuki supported the shelf, and then used kunai to peel open the wolf's belly and take out the internal organs, "but I have lived in the mountains and forests for more than ten years, and I have eaten many tigers."

"Uh... your taste is really strange." Hui Mina smiled dryly, "By the way, I don't know your name yet."

"Mizuki." The white-haired man who was concentrating on roasting wolves whispered his name, not afraid to reveal his identity at all.

Hui Mina continued to chat: "Mizuki? Hello, my name is Hui Mina, and the old man with a bad nose who saved you is my grandfather, and his name is He Yan. By the way, why did you come to the country of Sichuan? Looks exhausted."

Mizuki smiled and said: "My destination is not the country of Sichuan, and it was just a coincidence that I met your caravan. As for why you look exhausted, well, I fought with some people a few times, so I am very tired."

"Are you fighting?" Hui Mina pursed her lips, "Then your fight is not easy."

Mizuki replied: "Fortunately, I'm quite used to the violent profession of ninja."

"Uh..." Hui Mina suddenly didn't know how to communicate with the white-haired man in front of her, so she forced to find some topics, "Let me find some water to wash this meat."

"No thanks."

Mizuki closed his hands and made a few seals.

"Water Escape·Water Prison Technique." He whispered the name of the technique.

A water polo as big as a dustpan condensed out, and Mizuki locked it on the wolf meat with one hand. With a slight shake of his hand, the water polo swayed violently. After three or four seconds, the wolf's blood dissipated and merged into the water polo.

"This technique is practical."

Mizuki murmured, let go of his hand, and was hit by the blood-stained water polo, and there was no trace of chakra in his body at the same time.

"It's amazing." Huimina looked at the pool of blood in surprise.

Mizuki cut off the wolf's head with a knife, spread out the wolf meat, put it on the iron rack to roast, and then said to Hui Mina: "Actually, the five-element ninjutsu is very simple. The natural concrete changes, and the core of it, Chakra, is nothing more than the combination of physical energy and spiritual energy, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"No," Huimina shook her head, "I don't want to live a life of fighting and killing."

"Really." Mizuki pondered for a while, then suddenly laughed wantonly.

"Hahaha, what a great wish, I was like you, resisting killing, even resisting struggle, until I found out..." Mizuki paused.

Huimina looked at Mizuki strangely, and asked with great interest, "What did you find?"

Mizuki narrowed his eyes.

The fire was burning, and thick smoke clinged to the tail of the flame, smoking the fresh wolf meat.

"It's nothing." Mizuki's interest faded, and his voice suddenly became deep, "I originally wanted to say how ridiculous this world is, how the jungle preys on the weak, how powerless I am, and how I can stand up after breaking down, but, in fact, the so-called powerless I have already participated in this game of killing people, yes, killing is killing, there is no need to use any excuses to cover up the behavior of the killer, and I am already a real killer."

A trace of fear flashed across Huimina's face, and she inadvertently took half a step back.

"I...I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." Hui Mina's voice trembled.

"Hmm." Mizuki put on an inexplicable smile.

A small brown head protruded quietly from a clump of grass, as if thinking about something, watching Huimina's leaving figure who was a little flustered, and shook his head silently, which seemed to be a pity.

Just as the little guy was making a gesture, a figure flashed, and a big hand stretched out, tightly grasping the back of the brown ferret's neck.

"You little guy likes to peep." Mizuki mentioned Nigulu.

"Squeak!"

Nigulu waved his claws and grinned viciously at Mizuki.

"Hey hey hey."

Mizuki also grinned at the brown ferret.

There was no one on the left or right, so he swung a punch and hit Nigloo in the stomach suddenly.

Nigulu's pointed mouth opened wide, and he spat out a small fragment with a faint green light.

The fragment was no more than the size of a thumb, but Mizuki felt that there was a huge energy contained in this small thing.

This energy is enough to be compared with a shot of [Super Great Fireball Art].

Mizuki picked up the small debris.

I thought the hardness of the pieces would be astonishing, but when I pressed them carefully, I found that the hardness was only about the same as that of ordinary red bricks.

"Zhi... Zhizhi..." Nicolu was listless as if he had collapsed.

"Little guy, I'm not a greedy person. I just took something from you to study. The punch just now is considered to get back the interest you scratched my handsome face." Mizuki said to the little ferret.

As early as the moment he opened his eyes, the red-nosed old man He Yan's eyes were fixed on his face, and he could clearly see his own appearance from the other's eyes.

Disfigurement is indeed terrifying, but after all, it is a small wound on the skin, and it can be restored to its original appearance with just a few medical ninjutsu treatments.

However, the energy of that bowl of preserved egg porridge is limited, should I use that trace of hard-earned chakra to find food to fill my stomach, or waste it on such trivial things as restoring my appearance?

Mizuki obviously chose the former.

As for why you still say you are handsome and handsome after you have changed beyond recognition?
Mizuki thinks this way: Who said that a disfigured person can't be alone?

With a click, Mizuki squeezed the broken piece into two pieces.

"Little guy, these two pieces should be able to sense each other. If you have troubles in the future, you can come to me. After all, I still owe your old man He Yan a favor."

Mizuki put one of the fragments in his arms and shoved the other roughly back into the brown ferret's mouth.

"Squeak!" Nicolu regained his vitality.

Its vicious appearance was from beginning to end, as if it was provoking Mizuki: "Boy, let's wait and see."

After putting down his words, the little guy fled in a hurry.

The grass is fragrant and the sky is high and the earth is wide.

When the barbecue is cooked, put soy sauce and salt on it, and Mizuki feasts on it.

After eating a wolf, he used chakra to transform it into body energy and melted it into the stomach to speed up digestion, and then ate another wolf, and so on, one after another, he ate up all the twelve wolves.

Mizuki wiped the oil from his mouth with his hands.

Looking back at He Yan's caravan, he chuckled.

"time to go."

(End of this chapter)