Naruto: The Strongest Onmyoji

Pushing open the door of his small courtyard, Seimei walked openly on the streets of Konoha for the first time.

As a rookie, Qingming was often bullied by children of the same age. Punching and kicking were commonplace, and the occasional shuriken shooting was a supplement.

Konoha didn't care about this situation at all.

Not everyone is in the mood to care about the life and death of an orphaned war criminal.

"This Konoha is indeed a big village, but the craftsmanship is different."

After coming out of the clothing store, Qingming looked around and touched the hunting clothes she was wearing, feeling that everything was fresh.

I never had the chance to wear this thing in my previous life.

If it weren't for what the store owner said just now, Qingming estimated that he could have enjoyed himself all day long.

"What? Seimei, you finally figured it out and gave up on your unrealistic ninja fantasy. Let me tell you, it's nice to be an ordinary person with peace of mind."

He reached out and took out the hunting clothes from his warehouse, and the store owner threw them to Qingming who was waiting at the door.

This piece of clothing, which is used as official civilian clothes and priest official clothes, in the eyes of the store owner, is a sign that Seimei has given up on becoming a ninja.

When Qingming walked out of the store, she could clearly see the disdain in his eyes.

"Wu Wu, I am a man who wants to become an Onmyoji." Qingming said calmly as he walked on the street.

As for the ordinary person's thoughts just now, he had never considered it.

The thought didn't even cross his mind.

This is the world of ninjas, and it is also the world of the strong.Sometimes strength is not reflected in force.

This was his idea before he got the system.

In his previous life, he lived a mediocre life.Because he accidentally traveled here, in this world of Naruto where strength is paramount, how could he, Seimei, be willing to be ordinary?

With this Onmyoji system, it is even more impossible.

"Hey, look who this is! Isn't this Qingming, whose father is dead and has no mother? Why are you wearing such clothes? Are you going to be an official? Hahahahaha"

Harsh laughter interrupted Qingming's thoughts.

On the road, several figures of the same height as him stood in front of him, blocking his way.

Qingming raised his head and looked at the obstructive figures in front of him, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As an enemy that he has been in close contact with every day for the past four years, he is extremely familiar with it.

Except for the first five people, Uchiha Ryohei, Amamiya Mitsuru, Shirai Kazushi, Nagashima Suga, and Ishizawa, except for the first one who is from the Uchiha clan, the rest are all civilians.

"Hey, isn't this the famous Uchiha? The weather is nice today, why don't you go out for a walk with your dog? Be careful not to bite anyone, or you will be killed."

In the past, Qingming had nothing to do with these people. She had no choice but to run away after being beaten.

But today is different. Today, these people will be the first step for him to become an Onmyoji and the stepping stone to success.

Snapped! ! !

A loud slap sounded in the street.

Seimei looked at the fan in her hand with joy on her face. She didn't expect that the gadget she just took out from the clothing store was of good quality, and even slapping Uchiha Ryohei didn't make any difference.

Isn’t it said that ninjas have harder heads?

While Seimei was studying the quality of the fan in his hand, Uchiha Ryohei next to him looked at him in confusion.

Then, he howled "ahhhhhhhh".

Lianghei was going crazy now. He was planning to lead his younger brother to bully Qingming and have some fun, but now he was slapped in front of so many people.

Ryohei looked at the pointing fingers of the people watching the excitement. He was sure that within half a day, this matter would be known to the clan, and then the whole of Konoha would say that Uchiha was slapped by an orphaned war criminal. slap.

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p;The moment Lianghei's voice fell, several people behind him rushed forward, each holding a cold shuriken in their hands.

At the same time, Uchiha Ryohei turned his hands, took out several shurikens from his ninja bag, and suddenly threw them like Seimei.

"Die."

The labor pain on his face made Lianghei feel a shame he had never experienced before. This shame can only be washed away by Seimei's blood.

In an instant, these shurikens turned into black afterimages, shooting towards Seimei's vital points and the only way to escape.

Although he was angry, his fighting instinct allowed Lianghei to maintain his previous training level.

In his opinion, no matter how hard Seimei hid now, it would be impossible to escape the speeding shuriken.

"****."

Facing the attack of the murderous shurikens and four henchmen, Qingming glanced at them disdainfully, and then said contemptuously.

Ding! ! !

The look in Seimei's eyes made Uchiha Ryohei feel his heart tremble.

Why is he so confident?

Before Uchiha Ryohei could figure out what was going on, two masked figures appeared in front of Seimei.

"Ding, ding."

With two loud crashes, the farce also came to an end.

"Private fights are prohibited in the village. Warn for the first time. Kill for the second time. Uchiha is no exception."

The two ANBU stared at Uchiha Ryohei with murderous intent in front of them, which was considered a warning.

"Kid, remember there is no second time." One of the ANBU looked back at the confident Seimei and said coldly.

"Well, well, well, I'm a good boy." The fan covered half of her face, Qingming tightly revealing her bright eyes.

Sure enough, his guess was correct. For Konoha Village after the Second Ninja War, internal stability was more important than anything else, so the village was full of Anbu to protect the village while preventing foreign enemies from infiltrating.

Uchiha Ryohei and the other five were scared to death by the two ANBU who had just maintained the peace. This was not an exaggeration, they were really scared to the point of peeing.

"As expected of an ANBU, a little bit of murderous intent can be so powerful. By the way, as a person who faces murderous intent, Ryohei, how do you feel?"

Seimei opened her fan to cover half of her face, looking at Uchiha Ryohei who was sitting on the ground at a loss with disgust.

In Seimei's view, this Uchiha Ryohei is a pig brain, and the remaining four are pig teammates, all idiots.

You are the leader of the Uchiha clan and you can't kill people openly on the streets of Konoha Village, let alone a little brat like you.

Glancing at the slightly yellow water stains on the ground, Qingming fanned himself and pretended to be concerned: "Liangping, you've been a little angry recently. Go back and take some medicine, otherwise it will be bad for your health. "

Qingming pretended to be concerned, and if she didn't know better, she would have thought the two were good friends.

"I'm sorry Lianghei, you see these are new clothes. You must not bear it to get on your clothes, right, so please."

After saying that, Seimei ignored Uchiha Ryohei's murderous gaze, stepped on his face, and left here gracefully.

Returning to his small courtyard, Qingming looked behind and around him. After making sure that no one was following him, he returned to the house.

Entering the room, Qingming, who was originally calm and shocked, suddenly revealed her true colors, with cold sweat all over her head and frighteningly white lips.

"System, submit the task."

After wiping the sweat on her head, Qingming said to the cool and funny system in her head.

"Ding, submit the task and get a piece of Onmyoji's hunting clothes. Reward: a novice gift package, please check it."

In Qingming's mind, the originally dim taskbar was flashing red, and a small red box icon kept beating on it, as if something was about to pop out.

"Hey, I'm going to be rich!"