Chapter 141

"It's a real hammer, the first generation of immortal art is brought by Mu Dun."

Pillar thought to himself, what he had just discovered was also a solution to a major mystery in the Hokage.

"Okay."

Mito sighed helplessly, anyway, this is not the first time that Tsuruma has said something difficult in front of her, and she is too lazy to dig into what it means.

Suddenly, her face changed, and she directly grabbed the hand between the pillars and returned in the direction of the Thousand Hands Clan's station.

"Oops, I almost forgot, the soup is almost cold!" Mito dragged the pillars and ran as he realized the truth.

Pillar suddenly had a bad premonition, he swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively, "What soup?" ”

"Aren't you injured, so I cooked it for you to make sure you feel comfortable after drinking it." Mito said with a sworn face.

"Uh..."

Pillar suddenly widened his eyes, sweat instantly flowed from his face, and he looked very flustered and said: "Thank you for your kindness, trouble, but I'm really fine, and I'm not hungry at all." ”

On the way back from the mission to infiltrate the land of water, both Pillar and Senju ate a meal that Mito had "carefully made" in the wild.

That taste, Tsuruma swears, and he never wants to taste it a second time in his life.

However, he couldn't directly refute Mito's good intentions, so Tsuruma turned his brain, raised his eyebrows, and suddenly said: "You still give it to the door, the board, and the tile, they are all still growing and need to supplement nutrition." ”

"I can't see it, you're still a brother who thinks about his brother."

Mito obviously didn't see the intention of the pillars, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have prepared their share, and there are many more, you can help me bring them to the patriarch of the Buddha room and they will taste them too." ”

Looking at Mito's kind face, Pillar really couldn't think of a reason to refuse, so he could only accept his fate.

However, he silently mourned for the next tragic fate of his tongue.

Immediately afterwards, a wicked smile flashed in his eyes under the lowered eyelids: "Anyway, if it is Mito's kindness, it is estimated that it will definitely be difficult for the Thousand Hands Buddha to refuse." ”

"Since you want to die, let's all die together!"

At the dinner table.

"Well, please."

Mito served four bowls of the soup he had boiled and placed them in front of the four brothers in the column.

Pillar stared at the soup in the bowl that he probably should have known, but after Mito's cooking, he couldn't tell what the ingredients were at all, and he looked desperate.

Originally, he came from a large country with thousands of years of food culture before he crossed over, and he felt that the cuisine of the ninja world was very ordinary.

Now, Pillar believes that in the future, he will feel that the food of the Thousand Hands Clan is quite delicious.

"Thank you, Mito-san!"

Itama and Wama thanked each other with a soft and happy face, completely unaware of what they would face next.

He looked down at the soup in the bowl in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't see any change in expression on his face, but suddenly said, "I remember, I still have something to do..."

As he spoke, he was about to get up, but he was held down by the palm that stretched out in advance between the pillars.

Zhuma looked at the door with a smile on his face, and said: "You have to combine work and rest to do everything, and besides, it's just a bowl of soup, and it won't take you any time." ”

"Drink."

He completely ignored the somewhat gloomy eyes in the door, and still said in a brisk tone.

Kazuma looked reluctant to face reality, but Tsuruma was so happy to see it that he almost couldn't help laughing.

This is probably the biggest change in expression I've seen from this guy's face in seven or eight years.

"You..."

Staring at the smiling face of the pillars, he suddenly understood that the pillars should be ready to pull him into the water.

"Then big brother drink first, I heard that this is specially prepared for you by Sister Mito." His expression regained his indifference and said slowly.

"Good boy..."

Zhu Jian gritted his teeth indignantly in his heart.

Just when he and the door were shirking who was first, he covered his stomach on the board on the dinner table and asked, "Brother Zhujian, brother Jianjian, can you eat, I'm so hungry." ”

"Me too." The tile room echoed.

There is a very strict order among the elders and young in the thousand-handed clan, and under normal circumstances, the elders must move the chopsticks first at the dinner table.

"Leave them alone, drink first."

Just when the pillars and the door were thinking about how to explain the bowl of soup in front of them to the tiles and itama, Mito had already made a decision for them.

Neither Watama nor Itama felt that there was anything wrong with listening to Mito, so they directly picked up the bowl in front of them and poured a large mouthful of soup.

Opposite the two, there was a nervous look between the pillars and the door.

After drinking this kind of soup with no discernible ingredients, they didn't feel strange even if they were poisoned, and they were even thinking about what to do if Banma and Wama passed out.

"Wow~"

However, the situation they expected did not come to pass, and the tiles and planks put the bowl on the table with a satisfied expression.

"Thank you, Sister Mito, it's delicious!"

Wama looked serious, and there was no expression of struggle and pain on his face.

"Well, I've never had a soup like this, it's amazing." Itama picked up the bowl again and took a sip.

"Thank you for the compliment, I'm so happy!" Mito smiled happily and reached out to rub their hair.

The pillars and the doors seemed to be petrified at this moment...

"Could it be that Mito can't just barbecue, and his cooking skills are not bad?" Pillar thought to himself, then took a sip from the bowl.

Not to mention the taste, Tsuruma felt a tingling pain in his throat at this time, as if if he swallowed the soup in his mouth, it would be no different from eating soil.

Then he looked at the tiles and slabs that had drunk the soup to the brim, and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Aren't we all blood? Is there something wrong with these two boys' tongues! ”

Pillar stared at Mito with a smile on his face, and swallowed the soup in his mouth as he resisted the feeling of eating soil.

Twenty minutes later.

The pillars with a somewhat blue face held a vessel containing soup and came to the tent in the Buddha room.

But he was told by the guard at the door that the Buddha was not there at this time.

Tsuruma was surprised, as patriarchs rarely leave the place, and then he asked the guards, who didn't know where the Buddha had gone.

He had no choice but to leave and return to his tent.

But Tsuruma didn't know that not long after he left, Buddha returned to the camp.

At this time, Mito and the frowning Kazuma happened to pass by, and she ran to the Buddha and asked with a smile, "Patriarch of the Buddha Temple, have you drunk the soup I cooked?" ”

Buddha nodded, a smile appeared on his old-fashioned face, and said, "Well, yes, you bothered." ”

"If you like it, if you like it."

Mito bowed to the Buddha, then said goodbye and turned back to his abode.

Staying where he was, he looked at the thousand-armed Buddha who walked into the tent and raised his eyebrows, his face suddenly becoming a little complicated.

Because the tent in the Buddha room was still dark at the moment, it meant that he had just returned, and the pillar was just going out one step ahead of him and Mito, so it was impossible for my father to drink Mito's soup at all.

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