There is a problem with my spiritism in Naruto

After a whole board of broken stars was taken out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

But compared to Blade, Broken Star is not particularly concerned by these people.

Some people were curious and wanted to pick up a handful of Broken Stars and examine them carefully, but were stopped by the Nara clan members.

"I'm sorry, this is a fragile item, please don't touch it." The Nara clan member said slowly.

After being stopped by the Nara tribe, these people's curiosity became even greater.

"This is the first time I've heard of fragile shurikens." A man said while holding back and looking at the shurikens, which were as thin as cicada wings.

When the Nara clan member saw these curious ninjas in front of him, he thought for a moment and then picked up a broken star and put it in his hand.

Everyone who originally thought he was going to throw the broken star in his hand opened their eyes subconsciously, but unexpectedly, the Nara tribesman just stretched his index finger across and blew lightly on the thin edge of the blade.

The broken star, blown by the wind, trembled slightly and began to spin slowly.

"Are you going to..." A ninja who couldn't understand what the Nara tribesman in front of him was doing was about to ask a question, but suddenly he found that the ninja took out a piece of dried meat from his pocket.

After slightly letting the broken star in his hand rotate a little faster, the Nara man endured it and directly stretched out the dried meat.

There was no blockage. In just a split second, Star Breaker's blade cut the dried meat in half.

No further explanation is needed. After seeing this scene, these ninjas understood it instantly.

"It's a pity. If the Fujiwara family were still here, I'm afraid they would buy all these shurikens without hesitation." A ninja shook his head and quickly turned around and left the market.

Well, this person seemed to have mentioned the Fujiwara family just now, right?

Xiaobai, who was standing among the crowd, was stunned for a moment, and then thought of Fujiwara Hajime.

After someone took the lead to leave, some people among the remaining crowd also quickly left the market.

Most of those who left brought one or several weapons made by novices.

Not long after, the crowd that had originally surrounded the place became much thinner.

The remaining ninjas walked to the front of the store with some curiosity and looked at the broken stars placed on the table.

"This person just said that this kind of shuriken called Broken Star is a fragile item." Suddenly, someone remembered what the Nara tribesman who was in charge of selling just said, and couldn't help but subconsciously said.

As soon as he said it, someone quickly reacted.

If such a sharp shuriken breaks into pieces after hitting an object, there seems to be no need to say what the result will be.

But this is just a conjecture after all, and the real situation may not be known until the trial.

Because the price of shuriken was relatively cheap, these ninjas who were still together quickly bought a shuriken each and quickly left the market.

Not long after, most of the people in the market had left.

At this time, Xiaobai found the opportunity to approach the market.

The Nara tribesman in charge of the sales obviously knew Xiaobai. After seeing Xiaobai coming, a smile quickly appeared on his face: "You are here."

Xiaobai nodded, glanced at the broken stars that still had more than half of them left on the table, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why do my shurikens seem so unpopular?"

"Master Xiaobai, this situation is actually very normal." The Nara tribesman said as he lowered his head and began to record accounts. "Originally, it would be impossible to sell these weapons completely, if the swordsmith of the Zhengzong family hadn't come. "

After hearing the words of the Nara family members in front of him, Xiaobai thought for a moment and soon came to a realization.

These people from various families who came to the newly opened market came here to test the quality of their weapons.

As a market specially opened for ninjas, the things sold must be war-related things.

As customers, these ninja family members can naturally judge the value of this market based on the quality of the samples they buy.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai couldn't help but ask the Nara people in front of him, "Looking at the current situation, do you think these people will come to buy from us?"

"Haha, I always thought you would be very confident." After the Nara tribesman finished speaking, the expression on his face became more serious. "As a ninja, I want to tell you that I like the weapons you made very much. Of course, it would be better if there was a kunai.”

Hearing what the Nara people said, Xiaobai pondered for a while before continuing to ask, "Where is Nara Shikugou now?"

"Young Master is going out to collect herbs with other tribesmen now. If you have any questions, you can ask me." After the Nara tribesman finished speaking, he introduced himself, "You can call me Nara Mu."

"Then do you know what's going on in the Fire Country?" Xiaobai asked aloud.

"The latest feedback is that food and grass are being gathered over there." Naramu said as he took out an information scroll from his body and handed it to Xiaobai. "Because there is no movement among the three major samurai families at present, we cannot be sure of these. Are people gathering against us?”

"That's it." Xiaobai nodded and said nothing more.

After leaving the weapon shop, Xiaobai turned around and wandered around this small market.

Most of the rooms in the entire market are still vacant. Except for the Nara family's drugstore, there is only one shop selling detonating charms.

This store is different from pharmacies and weapons stores. It is made into a room instead of a simple shed.

Walking in with a little curiosity, Xiaobai saw an old man sitting in front of the counter and taking a nap with his chin propped up.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the old man opened his eyes and said in a daze, "Welcome..."

Seeing this old man, Xiaobai asked curiously, "I don't think I've seen you before."

The old man rubbed his eyes and nodded, "Oh, I'm from the Ueda family."

So he's not from the Nara family? Xiaobai thought to himself, turned around and looked inside the store.

The entire shop is filled with rows of wooden shelves, with various scrolls and some papers on which spells have not yet been written placed on the shelves.

Compared with the street stall-like sales outside, this place undoubtedly looks much more professional.

After Xiaobai walked around here, he returned to the counter.

Seeing Xiaobai coming over, the old man, who was much more awake, asked with a bit of interest, "Why, there's nothing you like?"

Xiaobai rubbed his head and said with some embarrassment, "Do you have any books for sale here?"