Chapter 55: The Servant

Do you crave power?

"Desire. ”

Maite Dai heard Bai Lu's words and replied honestly, no ninja would not be hungry for power.

Bai Lu chuckled, raised his hand, hung the family emblem on his cuffs in a decent place, and said lightly:

"Do you know?"

It was only then that Maite Dai noticed that Bai Lu also had a family emblem, and after being slightly stunned, he finally understood why the children who bullied him did not react and fled in a hurry without daring to say a word of cruelty.

"The emblem of the Thousand Hands Clan. ”

Maite Dai was a little apprehensive now, wondering why this initially cold boy of the Thousand Hands Clan had suddenly become interested in him.

He was just a commoner, with no family, no background, and no ninjutsu, a civilian with extremely poor talent, as humble as dust on the side of the road compared to the members of the Thousand Hands Clan.

Hundreds of years of order have made civilians feel inferior to the big family for a long time.

In this period when the Thousand Hands Clan had just slipped from its heyday, the Thousand Hands still had a great deterrent effect on the outside world.

Bai Lu didn't care about Maite Dai's uneasiness, put down his hand, and said lightly:

"I have a forbidden technique that is biased towards physical arts, which requires extremely hard training, and can even be said to self-harm, constantly pushing myself to push myself to the limit.

Correspondingly, after the introduction of cultivation, with physical skills, you can compete with the newly graduated lower ninja.

Cultivating to the extreme, in a short period of time, he can burst out with the strength to crush the elite Shangnin, but at the cost of death.

A lifetime of hard work and life, just for that short few minutes, even a moment of brilliance blooming.

Would you like to?"

"I do, but I don't have anything of the equivalent to exchange with you. ”

Maite Dai didn't doubt Bai Lu's words, there was no need for the people of the Thousand Hands Clan to fool him, but he also knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and this sentence was even more true in the ninja world.

The corners of Bai Lu's mouth were slightly upturned, and Maite Dai, who was looking directly, said lightly:

"What you have, I will provide you with all the money, accommodation, food, clothing, medicinal herbs, and auxiliary equipment you need for your cultivation.

And you, as my servant, give top priority to my orders without conflicting interests with Konoha.

Your descendants and apprentices can practice this forbidden technique, but they must abide by the above conditions, and other than that, they are not allowed to pass on the forbidden technique. ”

There are people who do the business of killing heads, but no one does the business of losing money.

The great business of the Thousand Hands family is not squandered casually, and there is no innumerable amount of money left between the Thousand Hands, but the ninjutsu and forbidden scrolls that have been developed all their lives are not measurable with money.

Bai Lu is very optimistic about Maite Dai, but the law cannot be passed on lightly, and Tang Sanzang's master and apprentice need to bribe the preacher to go to the West Heaven to learn the scriptures in order to get the true scriptures with words.

Moreover, the cultivation of the Eight Gates Dunjia, according to Grandpa's calculations, consumes a very large amount of resources, and without a strong backing to support it, Maite Dai has no second possibility except to practice himself.

Hearing this, Maite Dai did not hesitate, decisively knelt on one knee, bowed his head and swore allegiance to Bai Lu.

"I, Maite Day, am willing to follow you to the death!"

There's nothing to hesitate about, it sounds like selling your body, but Bai Lu's conditions are not harsh, and the so-called 'servant' has another nickname in the ninja world, 'dead man'.

He is a poor and white, a civilian with no family, no backing, and no talent, and if he doesn't seize the opportunity, he will really have to roll in the mud forever.

"Wise choice, come with me. ”

Bai Lu was not surprised by Maite Dai's choice, chuckled, turned and walked out of the alley, and said without looking back:

"My name is Bai Lu, Thousand Hands Bai Lu, you won't regret your choice today. ”

"Yes, Lord Bailu. ”

Matte Dai changed his words and hurriedly followed.

On the roof on the side of the alley, two dark ninjas dressed in black and wearing animal masks flashed out, looking out of the alley, one in front and one behind two small backs, one of them sighed lightly:

"The grandson of the second generation of adults is really a good means, a little illusion skill, plus an unknown forbidden art, can recruit a loyal dead man. ”

The other chuckle was chuckled:

"Hehe, but that kind of condition, if I didn't have a talent for ninjutsu, I would have agreed.

Speaking of which, is there really a forbidden technique that can defeat the elite upper ninja by relying on physical arts?"

"The second generation of adults is amazing and gorgeous, how can we imagine it?

And it's all said that it's a forbidden technique, a lifetime of hard work and a moment of brilliance in life, are you willing?"

"That's right..."

The short conversation between the two shadows ended with emotion, and their figures flashed, and they continued to keep up with Bai Lu, the only seedling of the second generation Hokage, and they have extremely high ninjutsu talents, and their responsibility is to protect Bai Lu... That being said, they don't actually play a big role, because there is another group of people who value Bailu more than they do.

The 'servants' under the command of the Thousand Hands are not as hasty as Bai Lu, all of them have been cultivated since childhood, and they are the elite dead soldiers in their young age, and after the death of the Thousand Hands Gate, their only duty is to protect Bai Lu.

The dead soldiers were very pleased with Bai Lu's talent and early wisdom, thinking that there was a successor to the master, but until Bai Lu became an adult, they would not appear in front of Bai Lu, let alone follow any orders and instructions from Bai Lu.

Didn't Bai Lu know about his grandfather's dead man and the existence of the shadows? He knew, although he didn't know the specific location, but the feeling of being spied on couldn't be wrong.

Of course, he knew that the matter of recruiting the 'servant' would be conveyed to Uncle Rizap's ears without any details, including the 'Eight Gate Dunjia', and maybe Uncle Tuanzang would also know, but he didn't care.

It's good to be young, and the three generations of Hokage and the Dark Leader are not enough to rob Grandpa's inheritance with a child.

"Young Master Bailu. ”

"Young Master Bailu. ”

"Second Young Master. ”

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Back to the clan land of the Thousand Hands Clan, the clansmen on the road saluted one after another, but the names were a little different, shouting 'Young Master Bailu' belonged to the family of the Thousand Hands, some similar and separated, and the one who shouted 'Second Young Master' was the Zong family.

However, the Thousand Hands Clan is not very particular about this, and it is not as strict as Hinata, and the so-called clan division of the Thousand Hands Clan is only to distinguish the degree of bloodline.

Maite Dai looked surprised, he didn't have a talent for ninjutsu, but he wasn't stupid, and from the name of the Thousand Hands Clan, he already understood Bai Lu's identity.

Bai Lu noticed the change in Maite Dai's expression and chuckled:

"Surprised? Do you think that kind of forbidden technique can be taken out by a person from the Thousand Hands Clan?"

Hearing this, Maite Dai's face turned red, and he bowed his head and said:

"Forgive me for being stupid. ”

Bai Lu nodded and said politely:

"You're really stupid, but even smart people can't practice that forbidden technique. ”

Smart people always think too much, and they will take some tricks when training, physical skills are different from ninjutsu, physical skills need to be accumulated bit by bit, and they can't be tricked at all, so smart people can't practice.

Bai Lu tilted his head slightly, and said to a thousand-handed clan who had split up:

"He was my servant, Maite Dai, who took him to the bath, change his clothes, eat, get a tattoo, and then sent him to my small courtyard. ”

"Yes, young master. ”