Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Shiga Prefecture, Lake Biwa.

A group of surrounding residents surrounded the shrine's priests and walked towards Lake Biwa, and the thousands of people dragged the road like a long dragon.

A few people in front held up a drawing board with a dragon, and the team beat drums and sang. Before the transcendent manifestation, there were not many such grand folk activities in small towns.

But the priest in the center of the team had a bitter look on his face, and the Suzuki in his hand was listless.

"Yimoto, you can still do this sacrifice to the Dragon King."

"What can I do, it's not that you don't know me."

The middle-aged priest called Yoshimoto shook his head anxiously. He was the priest of the shrine in the town next to Lake Biwa. It has been passed down from generation to generation and is said to have existed during the Azuchi-Momoyama period.

But as early as the previous generation, the priest's job was three days of fishing and two days of drying the net. There was no way, as a priest, he couldn't support his family.

Not to mention when he arrived at Gibbon. He studied hard to be admitted to the medical department of a famous university when he was young. After returning to his hometown, he opened a small private hospital with good operation in the town. There are seven or eight doctors and nurses. Boundless.

In addition to going back to clean the small shrine every year, Yoshimoto has to forget that his family is still an ancestral priest.

The identity of a priest is not worth much these days.

The small shrine worships the local gods, the Qianlong in Lake Biwa, and the huge Lake Biwa and the coastline walk around, you can catch a bunch of the same small shrines, and the homogenization competition is fierce.

But just a few days ago, many residents suddenly came to visit. He thought that some epidemic broke out in the town, but it turned out that he had asked Jiben to preside over some dragon king festival.

Why don't you hire another wise man? Yoshimoto hasn't even taken Suzuki a few times. How can he preside over the Dragon King Festival? Isn't this difficult for a strong man!

At best, he remembered that his father and grandfather hosted it a few times.

Besides, honestly running a private hospital and earning so much money every year is not much better than provoking supernatural beings.

But some things can't be avoided if you want to avoid them. Even the prison put pressure on Yoshimoto. It didn't say it clearly, but it implied that if Yoshimoto didn't preside over the festival, he should be careful about his hospital for the dead.

If the ward office is really determined to see that he is unhappy and conduct a thorough investigation in the private hospital - Yoshimoto is really afraid of the investigation.

"Then it's all up to you, you must satisfy the Dragon King."

"Did you listen to me, I really don't."

Gibbon looked at the old man beside him dejectedly.

"It's all your fault. You have to go fishing for nothing, and I even photographed the Dragon King."

The source of the bad luck is a few retired old men beside them who are arrogant. They are not honest and enjoy family happiness at home. They have to go and fix it. The short video of the Dragon King spread in the town is all of these old men. handwriting.

"If we don't go to shoot, isn't the Dragon King gone?"

An old man suddenly said something very quantum mechanical.

This really makes sense.

No matter how painful it is, he has to continue. Yoshimoto resignedly grabbed Suzuki and walked forward.

Seeing this long queue along the way, the vehicles all consciously leaned on the side of the road, and the awe of ordinary people to the mystery reached the highest point in the history of the island country.

Lake Biwa was quietly shimmering with waves, birds swept across the lake, and fresh green leaves floated on the water.

After a long howl, the team stopped at Lake Biwa, where the old man was fishing a few days ago.

A tall wooden sign was inserted on the ground, with the words "Dragon Land" written in Chinese characters.

"Just here, just set up here."

Gibbon didn't know what to do, so he instructed everyone to lay mats on the ground and prepare to put on some props that he had seen on the video temporarily. No matter what the props were, just put them on and look the same as the real thing.

"This is a cure, this is a cure, the brain is cured, and the brain is cured."

He blushed with an old face, held Suzuki, and made a difficult step and jump!

"Hey!"

"what!"

It is indeed the great **** of dancing. No matter how messy the other priests are, there is still a little bit of style. Jiben is purely jumping.

Stretching your legs and staring!

He is a majestic doctor in the town. He has treated everyone for decades. Who doesn't boast that his charges are proportional to the treatment effect, why do such a thing.

Studying medicine can't save the old family!

"Only~wish~please~please, I am Pi~pa~lake..."

Even though the dance was ridiculous, no one from the town's believers laughed out loud. At most, they showed a smile, and the officials of the prison bowed their heads and said sincerely.

"Come on, Grandpa!"

"come on!"

Yoshimoto's little grandson looked at his grandfather with admiration on his face, but he didn't expect his grandfather to have this ability.

When I get home, I must let my grandpa teach me how to dance.

Gibbon was sobbing. He wanted to tie two bags of cement to his legs so that the dust would cover him.

No matter how cheerful the crowd was, they couldn't hide Gibbon's sadness.

Such quaint sacrificial rituals arose on the land of the whole country, and the Shinto belief in the island country was revived.

The pictures of the Dragon King taken by several elderly people have long been collected by the government.

Ordinary people don't understand what this black and white ink dragon means, but in the fifth lesson of Yuan, the professionals of the current supernatural hall are all too familiar with it. Isn't this the trick of the black angel, the difference is that she used it in the Panqian area. It was a tiger, now a dragon.

Thinking about the time again, it happened to be the day of the air raid in Kyoto. It would be strange if Takahashi did not do it pitifully.

Apart from including this incident in the archives and adding new notes to Takahashi's poor information, the government did not respond much to the dragon king worship in the town.

Can there really be dragons?

Let this dragon come out if you have the ability!

...

"Lake Biwa..."

Standing beside Lake Biwa, Mizuno stretched his arms and took a breath of fresh air.

Thanks to the combination of Xiao Q and the dark crow, Mizuno has the opportunity to experience the Golden Week, but others can relax the experience, Mizuno must make a quick decision.

Since the government is choosing the Yaodao candidate, he can't fall behind.

Now that you have the demon sword, why not come out with a show of slaying demons and exorcising demons.

Fire escape and swordsmanship have the hope of breaking through LV4, and the more lethal water escape in modern society can't be left behind.

On the small stone facing the lake in the deep forest, there was no movement of Mizuno, and the bottom of the lake was surging.

"Crack crackle crackle!"

Hundreds of fish were struggling on the lake, but they were still surrounded by the current to Mizuno.

With the ability to control the flow of water with such a single hand, if you go to the sea to fish and live a life, you can become the king of aquatic products.

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"Just you."

Holding the fattest carp in his hand, Mizuno stroked the carp's head with his fingers.

What should the carp be called after obtaining the water escape, the carp king?

Wei Wei smashes the carp's head with her fist.

"Bang!"

The fat carp's eyeballs jumped out of its sockets in an instant, and its tail struggled for a while.

The remaining eyeball was dull, and its mouth was open in a demented manner. It didn't realize what was going on at all!

"..." Shaking off the blood on his hands, Mizuno sighed and searched for the fish trapped in the current.

A slender figure caught Mizuno's eyes, and he laughed.

"Loach? Water snake?"