The daily life of the young master of the port Mafia Buddhist system

Near the No. 43 training field is an undeveloped forest.

Because the environment is too dangerous - huge beasts, poisonous mosquitoes, strange plants... It is listed as a forbidden area.

The Konoha ninja who got the alarm naturally outflanked the training ground from the direction of the village.

After Hehui communicated with Sarutobi Hiruzane, only Kiku and Mei were left by Anbe's side.But now, it is difficult for Jono to explain the source of this strange pressure.

Originally, the reincarnation of the dirty soil in private has already "broken the law". If it is a Uchiha who is found to be dirty again, after World War II, under the help of the mirror, the Uchiha clan who finally had a little peace with the center of the village will definitely have another relationship with the village. gap.

So now, no matter what, Indra's existence cannot be exposed.

Needless to say, Bailan and Hui had already run away, followed by Jono Suehiro, only Indra, who had just been resurrected, had a dusty face with cracks and was not connected to Hehui's brain circuit.

Why suddenly... ran away?

According to Indra's perception, none of the people who rushed over could be regarded as strong, and they needed to escape nervously.

"Why stand there stupidly, run away." The blond-haired young man was a little less alone, and when he turned his head and saw that Indra was rooted in the training ground like a radish, he yelled out.

Hearing this unceremonious "command" tone suddenly, Indra's brain hadn't finished digesting the current situation, his legs had already stepped forward privately, and the soles of his feet covered Chakra and jumped onto the tree.

Indra: "..."

There were only tall and short trees, and several people regularly avoided the beasts, concealed their breath, and jumped over the branches.

"Let me tell you, how do you explain it next?" Bai Lan, who is at ease, has already started to tease He Hui.

The blond young man showed no guilt, and made a difficult expression, "Yeah, it's going to consume brain cells again."

The two parties did not have the slightest intention to explain to the characters who came out of the dirty soil, leaving Indra, an old antique thousands of years ago, completely confused.

Sarutobi Hiruzen has the telescopic technique, after knowing the type of chakra of the opponent, he can spy on the trace of the target no matter how far away.

Needless to say, the little ancestor is definitely his only target for snooping.

After the strange chakra erupted and caused Konoha to be on alert, as long as he took a look with a telescope, the Third Hokage would be able to know the location of Kazuki.

"Ah, let's talk about experimenting with new techniques."

This reason is really easy to use, unfamiliar Chakra——

, experimenting with new spiritism.

Reflecting the little sunlight falling from the branches and leaves, the warm green eyes glanced at Mr. Top, who obediently followed him, and He Hui added an equal sign to Mr. Top in his heart.

Lord Gyro = Spiritual Beast

"puff!"

"What are you laughing at?" Indra finally interrupted, maintaining the aloofness of thousands of years ago, but in fact, his heart was about to be filled with question marks.

"I won't tell you." His eyes widened and he made a funny expression. The blond young man grinned, "As long as you know it's funny!"

"......yes."

He couldn't figure it out, what's so funny?

The solemn and puzzled expression once again poked He Hui's laughing point. The blond youth snapped his fingers and covered Indra's body with a layer of "hallucinations", covering up the black sclera and skin cracks that had been reincarnated from the soil.

Indra, who was extremely sensitive to illusions, tensed up instantly. After realizing that the caster was He Huizhi, the brown-haired man slowly slowed down his breathing, suppressing his instinct to attack.

"Next time... let me know in advance." Facing the illusion cast on him, Indra almost couldn't resist opening the kaleidoscope to explode Susan.

The person who just performed the operation seemed to have lost his memory, "Advance, what advance?"

call--

Familiar and infuriating.

......

"I just signed a psychic contract with a super powerful psychic beast, it's super strong!!" The child who seemed to be showing off a toy to adults, the blond youth with "younger" in the eyes of high-level officials gestured with his hands Make a big circle, "Do you want to see it?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen: "..."

If there is no attack, only chakra can alarm the psychic beasts in the enchantment class... He can only think of Orochimaru's snake and Jiraiya's. The little ancestor has provoked another one this time. what exists?

But after thinking about it, the little ancestor can subdue the guard crane into an obedient civet cat, so he shouldn't be killed by the psychic beast... right?

"No, just be safe."

The ninjutsu experiment a few days ago killed me, and the ninjutsu experiment a few days later poked Konoha's barrier again. According to this frequency, Konoha is not enough to toss.

"Keshu, you don't want to... do less experiments recently, if you really want to do it, you have to do it in the laboratory."

The discourse of "one size fits all" has become "half size cut", and the Third Hokage really has nothing to do with Senju Katsuki.

"It's another friend, this is another friend of mine~" I only received Bai Lan yesterday, but today I received Mr. Top.

Pushing the expressionless brown-haired man forward, let the third generation of Hokage be familiar, "It's Spinning Top-kun~"

by "friend

"The identity of the Uchiha ancestor stirred up waves in his heart, and he greeted his friend's guardian (?) calmly, "Hello."

"Well, hello." Hiruzaru Sarutobi did not interfere with young people's making friends, and he always had a smiling elder attitude towards Keshu's friends who visited Konoha.

Immersed in the loving gaze of this middle-aged man, Indra, who was not used to it, tilted his head slightly, avoiding the sight of the Third Hokage.

"Ah, Mr. Top is shy~ Then three generations, my friend and I will go first!"

......

"Little ghost style." Taking a bite of the marshmallow, Bai Lan directly despised He Hui's "younger" behavior.

Indra: "..."

Indeed, now that I think about it, He Hui was really childish in front of that middle-aged man just now.

"That kind of thing is all right, where to go?" Yesterday, Bai Lan and I have already walked around the Uchiha shopping street, and today we should go to the Konoha Center.

"I think Mr. Top will be very interested in the Uchiha tribe." After swallowing the marshmallow in his mouth, Bai Lan licked the candy stains on the corner of his lips.

He Hui, who caught sight of his friend's tricks, said, "You are the dessert that clings to Uchiha!"

"So what?" He expressed his purpose openly, "I remember Mr. Gyro's taste is also on the sweet side."

Thousands of years ago, Mr. Gyro coveted Bailan's cotton candy...

"Hmm." Speaking of Uchiha, He Hui couldn't help but think of the eyes of Mr. Top, he swore by his own eyesight that Mr. Top must have three hooked jade in his eyes!

"So, Gyro-kun is... Uchiha from thousands of years ago?"

The brown-haired man frowned slightly, "What exactly are you talking about 'Uchiha'?"

"You will know when you go."

According to the era, the current Uchiha may be the descendants of Mr. Top.

......

"Is this a new dessert?"

The yellow shell has a round shape, and the Uchiha family emblem is printed on it.

Did you change it when you came yesterday?

"Oh, this is a mooncake." Uchiha Mari glanced at the dim sum pointed by Kazuki, and said the name of the dim sum.

Hehui Bailan, who has been influenced by modern Chinese culture, naturally knows the meaning of "moon cake", which is the moon cake in this Uchiha dessert, and it has nothing to do with their "moon cake".

Does Ninja World have a Mid-Autumn Festival?

"Looks like a bright golden moon, so let's just call it 'Mooncake'." Picking up the mooncake, Bai Lan aimed it at the... bright sun in the sky.

"Is it a new experience to eat mooncakes in front of the sun?"

Upward, the blond young man ordered three-month cakes, and looked at the three-color meatballs brought out by the proprietress, "Miss Mari, another ten skewers of meatballs."

Passing through the shopping street, Uchiha Kagami, who was going to find the patriarch, saw the familiar two pinches of hair in Miss Mari's dessert shop.

one two Three......

Oh, there is one more this time!

The footsteps had shifted, and the curly-haired black-haired youth pointed straight at He Hui, cursing and cursing, "You really regard Uchiha as your own?"

He Hui, who was sitting at the door of the store eating dessert, raised his eyes, and handed over a bunch of meatballs without seeing anything, "Yo, mirror."

"Ah, thank you." Mirror, who subconsciously went to pick it up, thanked politely.

When you feel the touch of the bamboo stick in your hand, you will feel behind the mirror...

"Yo you head!"

Can you Senshou stop running to the Uchiha clan all day long!

A hard shake, but...wasting is bad.

Venting her anger, she glanced at the freshly made meatballs, and Jing directly stuffed the meatballs into her mouth.

"What are you doing here again?"

In fact, I already have a guess in my heart, and with the temperament of a thousand hands to overcome the tree, I guess I will answer directly...

"Oh! I'm bringing my friends to Uchiha for sightseeing!"

mirror:......

Well, he didn't expect this layer.

What does this person think of the Uchiha clan?This is Uchiha's private domain, and I don't even think about how embarrassing my identity is!

Change, yes, good, gas, ah.

It's fine if you come by yourself, but bring your friends...sightseeing.

The word sightseeing fell to the ground of the Uchiha clan... Kagami continued to feel tired.

"Mirror, I want to take a look at your Sharingan!" Holding a bamboo skewer in exchange for one meatball, the shameless Qianshou Kemou made an even more excessive request.

"you......"

He Hui's voice was not low, but fortunately, the noise on the street was louder, which overwhelmed He Hui's words, but the couple and the proprietress in the dessert shop must have heard it.

They cast secret glances one after another.

"Idiot, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing here."

Jing squatted down, and looked at the blond young man sitting on the long wooden chair in front of the store.

Look into the eyes of an Uchiha... If this is in the era of war, it will kill you every minute!

The blond-haired young man continued to smile, and his two fingers directly touched Jing's eyelids. He slightly lowered his voice: "Please, just a moment."

"What are you doing..." There was a warm touch on the skin, and Jing couldn't help frowning, but when he thought of Keshu's fingers on his eyes, he quickly relaxed his brows.

I don't understand the other party's unreasonable request, but Jinghuan is very face-saving.

In just two blinks, a flash of red flashed through his pupils.

"Oh? It's so short!" The blond young man leaned closer to the mirror's face, "Then do it again."

"Don't push yourself too far." Gently patted the opponent's hand away, Jing coughed in a concealed manner, and stood up.

It is already a great gift for a Uchiha to show you eyes, okay?

Seeing that there was no way to bargain and exchange prices, He Hui sighed, and turned to look at the brown-haired man beside him, "Did you see that?"

I saw it.

Indra, who was hiding his aura, was so frightened that the ball in his hand was about to drop.

Indra couldn't be more clear about the source of Sharingan.

Asura did not inherit his father's eyes, so the person who can keep these eyes can only be himself or his descendants.

Indra recalled it and confirmed that when he died, his descendants could be counted with one hand.

And now...

"Uchiha, how many people are there?"

According to what Hehui said, all Uchihas have this pair of Sharingan, so...

Regarding this, Hehui didn't know the exact number of people, and it was even more impossible for Jing to answer such intimate questions from an outsider—even if that person knew Ke Shu.

The blond young man thought for a while, and could only give a rough range, "A few hundred people? Three or four hundred, right?"

Indra: "..."

When you wake up, the offspring are in groups.

The author has something to say: Happy Double Festival~