Two days later, Mahahiro and his party also came to the border of the Land of Thunder and the Land of Fire.

I was lucky to not meet any other moths along the way except for that one, and the whole trip was like a trip.

However, it is unknown what the next journey will be, because it is out of the scope of the Thunder Country, and life and death are fateful. And at Bamboo's request, everyone destroyed all the things on their bodies that could prove their identity.

The reason why Bamboo asked everyone to do this is naturally very clear, that is, Yunyin Village can't be blamed, as long as there is no definite evidence, Konoha can't judge it as a person from Yunyin Village. Even if someone from the Yamanaka family comes, it's the same.

In the ninja world, although the ninjutsu of the Yamanaka family is very useful for torture, the information obtained in this way is not recognized by people outside of Konoha.

In other words, the ninjutsu of the Yamanaka family can only be used to provide information to one's own people, not as evidence.

This is also something that cannot be helped, because only in the mountains has such ability, and countries naturally cannot tolerate the right to speak in the mountains.

Although the border of the Fire Country and the Land of Thunder is heavily guarded, they are all just ordinary miscellaneous soldiers, that is, the armies of the Fire Country and the Land of Thunder.

Don't look at the current world ninja is the main combat power, but each country still has its own army, and the main responsibility is to maintain the rights of the daimyo, as well as to complete some things that can only be done purely by numbers, such as guarding the border passes.

Under the skillful guidance of Take, Mahaku and the others also incarnated as merchants and successfully infiltrated the Fire Country.

At this point, the part of the mission in the Land of Thunder is complete, and the next part is the most difficult part of obtaining information in the Land of Fire.

Bamboo did not ask everyone to act together, but asked everyone to act separately, one person and one group.

Naturally, Mahaku and the others have no objection to this decision, and of course they dare not have objections. After all, bamboo is the boss in the team.

The goal of the group is to spread out around the nearest city on the border of the Fire Nation. There is no upper limit to the range, but precision is required.

And Mahaku also incarnated into his old profession and blended into the city.

"Repeating the ancient things, the poet sings, the gods live in the world, and the world is a few springs and autumns."

Walking on the street called Yecheng, Mahaku has a harp that he has just picked up from the second-hand market, and he is muttering softly in his mouth.

Yecheng, as a city on the border of the Fire Country, if a war breaks out between countries, Yecheng will undoubtedly bear the brunt, and it can be said that it has suffered from wind and frost.

This is also the reason why the city is not prosperous, although the pedestrians are coming and going, but most of them are merchants who are repairing here, and there are very few real locals.

Mashiro wears a cloak like this, shuttling through the streets and alleys, although Mashiro doesn't know how to play the harp, but it doesn't mean that Mashiro won't use it as a beat.

The harp has been weathered, and Mahaku estimates that if he really wants to play it, he probably won't be able to hold a song. But the tattered harp and dirty cloak add to Mahaku's certainty as a bard.

Because Yecheng is a place for merchants to repair, there are many hotels and taverns here, which is also the main source of income for Yecheng, and this is also the best condition for Mahaku and others to find out the news.

"Poet, where do you come from? Hahaha"

Entering the tavern, before Mahaku could sit down, someone took the initiative to answer Mahaku. It's just that this attitude is really annoying.

But Mashiro doesn't care, after all, his current role is the ninth rate.

The whole ninja world is busy, merchants are busy transporting goods, soldiers of the army patrol the streets, farmers are busy farming, ninjas are dedicated to their tasks, only the bard seems to really do nothing.

"Sir, I am from the north, and if you can give me a glass of wine, I can tell you what I have not seen." Mahaku said politely.

The tone of every action and sentence has been carefully considered, and it is completely in line with the role you are currently playing. Even if the bamboo is here, it can't find fault with the true whiteness.

"Hahaha, give him a drink." When the man heard Mahaku's words, he directly opened his mouth and called for a glass of wine for Mahaku.

"Thank you for your generosity, but let the wine aside." Mashiro wasn't in a hurry to get the wine.

After all, this is a transaction, and the goods have not yet been handed over to the other party, so Mashiro will naturally not take the reward given by the other party.

"I came from the north, and I came across a forest on a dark day, and the wind was high, and I wanted to sleep in that place, because there were no people nearby, and it would be safer to rest in the trees than on the ground."

"But in the middle of the night, there was a wheezing sound of sigh~ in the forest."

"Out of curiosity, I searched for the sound, but I couldn't see the source of the sound, but I was stuck in the forest, and the sound kept echoing in my ears, but I couldn't catch where the source of the sound was."

"The moon passed through the sky, but the sky did not turn white, and it seemed to be in a state of eternal night, but when I saw the moon again, a black shadow appeared in front of me."

"The shadow was the size of a child, but much more round, and I was terrified, because I had been trapped in this forest, and now there was a shadow in front of me, and I was so frightened that I sat down on the ground, and kept moving backwards."

"But I went backwards, and the shadow moved forward, and I moved backwards for a distance of tens of meters, but the distance between me and the shadow didn't seem to change in the slightest. I was so frightened that I hurriedly asked the gods for help. ”

"I said, I'm willing to trade my harp for me going out of here. At this moment, the black shadow suddenly disappeared, and I also left the forest in an instant and appeared near the city of industry. And the harp in my hand has become this tattered appearance. ”

After saying that, Zhenbai also held up the harp in his hand for an unknown number of hands and showed it to everyone.

However, although the story of Mashiro is well told, the people in the tavern did not take it seriously, but laughed out loud.

"I say, poet, isn't your harp what it is. Hahaha"

"Poet, your harp seems to be the one on the second-hand market."

Although he was constantly ridiculed by these people, Mahaku didn't say anything, but smiled slightly and took the glass of wine that belonged to him on the table.

"That forest is not far away, if you are interested, you can take a look at it at night, I think that dark shadow may be a god who grants wishes."

Mahaku said that he took his wine and found a corner to taste it alone.

"Poet, I'm afraid you're drunk before you even drink."

Listening to Mahaku's words, the store was filled with cheerful air again.

Mashiro smiled at this and said nothing.