Chapter 154: It's been a long time

"It's okay, hurry up, the hot water wolfberry tea doesn't work anymore, this time I must ask Master Kongyin to open a new recipe for me!"

Things didn't go as Yasuo expected, and although he was old and sick, he looked like he would go west at any time, but he had a certain persistent belief to support the eldest son of the daimyo, and he woke up again.

My dad is ninety, ninety!

I don't believe it, and when I get up to 90 years old, I won't be a big name yet!

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Less than half an hour after the second departure, a magnificent building was exposed in the thin mist at the top of the mountain.

The daimyo guards remained outside the ancestral temple, and only family members and cronies were allowed to enter.

Inside, the morning bell and dusk drums, the pine and cypress, seem quite quiet.

Neither a relative nor a guard, when the Daimyo's family worshiped their ancestors, Yasuo wandered around the ancestral temple alone.

Yasuo didn't know much about art, but he was drawn to a picture on a wall.

Although I don't know the age of these murals, judging from the degree of peeling of the paint, they are still hundreds of years old.

If you can deduct it, it should be able to sell for a lot of money.

At this time, Yasuo somehow remembered the Mogao Grottoes in his mind, and remembered the old French miscellaneous hair who stole a large number of murals with adhesive tape and chisels.

Foreign devils steal it, but I can't steal it?

What's more, this is not a cultural relic of China, so I feel at ease when I pick it up.

If the natives of the ninja world themselves are not well protected, then they can only let the archaeological rope come to rescue the excavation.

Not only the murals, but even the mausoleums of the great names of the past dynasties, it is also necessary to archaeology and archaeology in order for future generations to pay tribute to the talents of their ancestors and let the gold, silver and jewelry that accompany the burial rediscover the light of day......

"Yasuo Xiaoyou, I didn't think you also have a study of art?"

Just when Yasuo was thinking about the feasibility of putting down the bear biscuits here and then making a Luoyang shovel in the middle of the night, the old face of the daimyo like Qiu Ju appeared in front of him.

"Where is it, I just know a little, I'm better at drawing the Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest and the chicken pecking rice map of the Fauvist Sect, I can draw one for you when I go back." Yasuo replied without turning his head.

"Haha, that couldn't be better."

The daimyo touched the head of the child next to him and said, "Tsunade, you have found a good 'friend', and you even have a pursuit of art, and the ancestors must be very satisfied!" ”

"Grandpa!"

Tsunade turned his head away with a blushing face, but glanced at Yasuo with his peripheral vision, but the latter stared directly at a beautiful goddess on the mural.

"Yasuo! Ignore you! ”

Tsunade gritted his silver teeth, pulled the rope tree and left.

"Why, Yasuo Xiaoyou, you are also interested in this goddess who lives on the moon, haha, I can't hide it, when I was a child, I was also shocked by her beauty."

Listening to the Daimyo's words, Yasuo finally came back to his senses and subconsciously said: "Then it's fortunate that Grandpa Daimyo didn't improvise a poem under her portrait, otherwise you may have kidney deficiency and the difficulty of losing the country!" ”

"Hehe, how could this little benefactor have such an idea."

At this time, a kind old monk walked over with a smile, he looked at the forehead guard on Yasuo's left arm, and said with a little surprise: "I can't imagine that you are still a ninja of Konoha little benefactor?" ”

"Master Empty Voice, is there a way to deal with my son's condition?" The daimyo smiled and said to the visitor.

"The body of the Son of the World...... In fact, it is already overwhelmed......"

Master Kongyin shook his head, waved his hand, and walked out behind him a few little novices in white coats holding blood collection and testing instruments, and said, "Your Highness the Daimyo, let's start here too." ”

"I'm tired."

The daimyo nodded, and just wanted to raise his arm, but suddenly looked at Yasuo on the side: "Yasuo Xiaoyou, although you are still young, the annual physical examination is also very important, don't look at Master Kongyin This is just a temple, and the accuracy of the inspection is only higher than that of Konoha Hospital!" ”

Looking at the needle in Xiao Shami's hand, Yasuo couldn't help but recall Orochimaru's resentful eyes during this time.

This time he came to the royal capital after the New Year, and Yasuo was a little evasive.

But I didn't expect that when I came here, I still couldn't avoid the fate of injections and blood drawings.

"Grandpa Daimyo, this is still not needed, I have always been in good health, I have never had a cold in Dalian since I was a child, and I don't need to be checked!"

The daimyo shook his head with a smile and said, "That's not good, some checks are still necessary before the relationship is formalized." ”

"Determine the relationship? What do you mean? ”

"Hehe, that's not important, anyway, the old man must see your physical examination report today!"

After several ineffective protests, Yasuo could only succumb to the old man's inexplicable stubbornness and stretched out his arms in humiliation.

Closing his eyes, Yasuo gritted his teeth and didn't look at the long needle that poked into his body.

However, five seconds, ten seconds, twenty seconds, and a minute passed, and the chilling pain did not arrive, so that Yasuo's already vocal cords were almost uncontrollable.

"Why is there no blood, is it in the wrong place? Kongyin: Your apprentice's craftsmanship seems to be a little rusty. ”

Listening to the words of the daimyo in his ears, Yasuo slowly opened his eyes, and the surprise in his eyes flashed.

The long needle of the lancing device has long since completely submerged into his body, but ......

No pain, no itching, no feeling at all!

This state of ......

Yasuo touched his nose, this is a long-lost digital body!

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