South Road Town. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The devotional is in this place at this time.

I don't know if this place is the country between the five great powers, at least after the spiritual monks arrived here, it didn't feel very good.

Well, how to say it!

It's like in the original book, Itachi went to the cat mother-in-law's side.

Disorganized and desolate.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still a lot of people walking around the streets, the spiritual wouldn't even be wondering if this was a dead city.

In the body of the spiritual cultivator, there are only a few silver taels, and this money is only enough for the spiritual cultivator to buy a little bit of small things.

But even so, spirituality is content.

How to say it! After all, judging from the current conditions and environment, it is not bad to be able to replenish a little supply.

After walking around, the spiritual practice basically did not gain anything.

In addition, the age of the spiritual practitioner himself is only about six years old, so many people basically ignore him.

A little speechless, the spiritual retreat finally decided to replenish the food, and the rest of the stuff until a larger town.

Walking to the dry food store, the spiritual cultivator threw his luggage on the table, and then shouted to the boss, "Boss, please give me a week's worth of dry food." ”

The boss walked up to Ling Xiu, and after seeing Ling Xiu take out a stack of silver and two tickets from the package, his face instantly changed from ugly to natural.

[Don't ask me what the silver two ticket is, because I don't know either.] When I read the original book, I saw Tsunade settling the bill with paper money, but when they said money, they used silver taels as the unit, and I was already confused. 】

"What kind of dry food do you need?"

The boss looked at the money, his eyes lit up, and he looked like a rich slave.

At this moment, the spiritual cultivator has put away the ninja village's forehead, so from the outsider's point of view, he is just a child.

"The best kind, the middle-aged share, a week's worth of."

The spiritual cultivator was very calm when he spoke, but in his spare time, the spiritual cultivator found a figure with bad intentions.

The figure was fleeting, and disappeared from the sight of the spiritualists in an instant.

"Is it just my delusion?"

The spiritual cultivator was a little curious, but such a thing was not worth his concern.

After all, according to his strength, he will at least be put on the list of B-level traitors by Konoha . Such strength is a force that should not be underestimated in that village.

The boss took the money and turned around and went to prepare dry food for the devotional.

After waiting boredly, the boss came over with the packed dry food.

Handing the dry food to Lingxiu, the boss smiled obscenely and said, "Hello, this is the dry food you want." ”

Lingxiu took the dry food and weighed it a little, and knew that this boss definitely had less than him.

But now that I'm in a different place, and I don't have the heart to look for things in these trivial things.

Therefore, the spiritual cultivator turned a blind eye to this behavior of the boss.

With his things in hand, he walked out of the grain store. It didn't take long for a thief-eyed guy to walk in.

"How much money do you estimate he has in his luggage?"

The boss thought for a while, hesitated and said, "At least there are about a thousand taels!" And I gave him less weight for a day just now, and he didn't say anything, so he probably wasn't a great character. ”

"Hehe, a little ghost of a few years old, will it be a powerful character? Old man, you're really thinking too much. The thief-eyed creature smiled disdainfully, and walked out.

I saw this guy say hello, and suddenly, six or seven guys with weapons came out and followed behind the guys with thieves' eyebrows.

They are all local ruffians who make a living from this kind of business, so many local residents shun them.

As for why they didn't stop the devotional right away, the reason is actually very simple.

They have time, and they are still somewhat wary of this kind of little guy who came out to buy things at the age of six, and still has so much money on him.

In fact, their vigilance also stems from life experience, although they have not suffered such losses before, but as veterans, it is completely understandable that they think of this.

Following all the way, the vigilance of this group of people gradually relaxed.

And the spirituality of walking leisurely and leisurely has also identified this group of ill-intentioned guys.

The spiritual cultivator did not take the initiative to break it, let alone question it directly.

He doesn't have the heart to kill people now, as long as these guys don't take the initiative to come up and send them to death, Lingxiu can completely let them live.

"Little ghost, you stop Lao Tzu!"

Finally, this voice still reached the ears of the spiritual cultivator, and the spiritual cultivator, after hearing this ugly voice, stopped.

Turning around, Lingxiu looked at this group of ruffians indifferently, and said coldly, "Are you talking to me? ”

The first rascal deliberately looked left and right, then laughed and said mockingly, "Is there anyone else around here?" ”

"Huh." With a cold laugh, Lingxiu shook his head and said, "You'd better take advantage of my good mood now and get out of here for me right away, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't see the moon tonight!" ”

"Little ghost, you're such a big breath!" In the group of hooligans, an old hooligan said viciously.

When he spoke, he didn't forget to wave the long knife in his hand, as if it was such an action that gave him the confidence to say these words strangely.

Lingxiu shook his head, and he put the ninja bag and Konoha forehead guard into his luggage.

This is done in order not to get into trouble for himself, and secondly, to hide his identity.

But now in this posture, this group of ruffians is obviously not ready to let him go, and if he continues to talk nonsense, it will only make this group of land wanderers think that he is afraid.

So under the gaze of this group of ruffians, the spiritual cultivator slowly untied his luggage, put him on the ground, and slowly opened it.

"Hey, big brother, this little ghost is scared, and he took the initiative to pay for it!"

One of the ruffians laughed when he saw the spiritual move.

With this smile, everyone else relaxed.

In this world, after all, there is ninjutsu, so even if it is a very young guy, there is no shortage of very powerful existences.

Among all the people, I am afraid that only the leader did not show a smile.

Because when Lingxiu spoke just now, he seemed to feel a cold killing intent.

"Is this my delusion?"

But at this time, Lingxiu had already opened his luggage, took out his ninja bag from it, and tied it to his thigh in front of this group of ruffians.

When the spiritual cultivator looked at them directly, the group of ruffians was already a little dumbfounded.

And the only guy in this group who had seen the big world, said with a trembling voice: "This little ghost is a ninja?? ”