Chapter Twenty-Three: The Dinner at the Guest House

The bumpy road covered with gravel along the way made Beryuhu feel like his whole body was going to fall apart.

This feeling of physical exhaustion is very unacceptable.

Since the actual combat class before repeating the grade, he accidentally injured thirteen classmates with a detonator charm in training, and a substitute teacher, Beiliuhu has not participated in much sports activities.

Rubbing his arms and thighs, he sighed, "Ninja...... It's a boring profession......"

It's a very contradictory thing, deep down, Beryuhu doesn't want to be a ninja at all, doesn't like to fight and kill, doesn't like to live in a fixed place.

But at the same time, he is afraid of loneliness, hoping that he can make up for his congenital deficiencies and catch up with them.

In the midst of his thoughts, Beryuhu noticed that the carriage had stopped at some point.

He poked his head out of the curtain of the car and looked at the moonlit night sky, and the silence around him was terrifying.

"Have all the caravans left?"

Beryuhu was a little scared, probably because he hadn't noticed the noise before, and missed the time to get off the bus with everyone.

Tiptoeing out of the car, Beryuhu found himself in a huge square, and not far away, a little lit up.

Beryuhu remembered that Shuo Mao had said that the people of the Bofeng family would organize a dinner party to entertain the caravan and then deliver the goods the next day.

He decided to go and play with everyone.

It can be seen that the construction here is still very rough, and the road is simply paved with stones, and the sides are overgrown with weeds.

Beryuhu pushed aside the weeds that were one man tall and felt towards the lamplight.

"Why are you still here!"

Suddenly, an abrupt voice sounded from the grass, and there was dissatisfaction in his tone.

Beryuhu saw a dark shadow, which appeared to be a man in a black leotard.

Before he could see further, he was rudely put his arms around his neck.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time with Jojo, and as a programmer, you have no concept of time!"

The man's strength was so great that he was almost out of breath.

In this way, he was forcibly dragged into a room.

Inside the room, Jojo was nervously pacing back and forth.

When he saw the visitor, he was very happy: "Lao Hei, Xiao Bai, let's start rehearsing quickly!" ”

It was only at this time that Beryuhu finally saw clearly who had "kidnapped" him.

His eyes widened in surprise.

Because Beryuhu found that whether it was the so-called jojo or the old black who kidnapped him, it was actually snow-white skin and snow-white hair, which looked simply ...... It's ......

It's just like yourself!

Except that the black tights are a little uglier...... Uglier than the green one......

Beiliuhu has been a boy and a girl since he was a child, and he is very beautiful.

What's more, he has snow-white skin, snow-white hair, and even his pupils are white.

Of course, his pupils were not pure white like the Hyuga family, but with a hint of amber.

In short, the different looks and the ninjutsu talent of the weak chicken made Beiliuhu's childhood bullied.

And today, he actually saw two people who looked very similar to himself.

The point is that these two guys seem to be very friendly to themselves, which makes Beryuhu, who has not cared for a long, long time, a little at a loss.

He clumsily put on the black warm autumn clothes and pants handed over by Lao Hei, and then began to practice dancing......

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At the same time, the inside of the Bofeng Guest House was brightly lit.

Well, it's just that there are a lot of oil lamps lit extravagantly, and it looks brighter, after all, electricity is a very scarce thing in Konoha, and this ghost place is even more impossible to connect.

However, the preparation of the ingredients for the dinner was still very thoughtful, at least everyone in the Qimu caravan was shocked.

"Brother Shuomao, come to the cold house from afar, don't be surprised if you don't entertain well!"

The first born and Qimu Shuomao sat on the main seat and talked and laughed.

Shuo Mao looked a little reserved, to be honest, he really didn't expect that a large-scale project would be built in just over a month in such a barren mountain range.

Although he had just followed the head of the Bofeng family before, the scene he saw still gave Shuo Mao a great shock.

It's certainly humble compared to Konoha, but compared to a medium-sized civilian village, it's more than that.

According to Shuo Mao's calculations, if the Bo Feng family wants to do this, they either have an earth-attribute ninja construction team, or they have more than 2,000 tribes, and these people must all be men in good health.

Either way, it shows that the Bo Feng family has a very deep heritage, so it's no wonder that it is related to Elder Tuanzang.

Taking over the newborn forced stuff, a food called "fritters", Shuo Mao carefully took a bite of the sharp tips of the fritters.

Suddenly, the aroma of flour is mixed with the satisfaction of oil, and it sublimates into a special crispy texture.

"Delicious! It turns out that pasta still has such a practice! Sakumo couldn't help but admire.

Although a ninja who always has the great responsibility of reviving the family in mind, Shuo Shigeru is shy away from any temptation.

But compared to the slimy food eaten during the mission in the Land of Rain, the hot fritters that have just come out of the pot do have a different taste.

And although oil is more expensive, it is only for ordinary people, and flour is an ordinary ingredient, so it is not a luxury.

This does not violate one's own forbearance.

Shuo Mao quickly swallowed a whole fritter in his stomach, and then shook his fingers with a very fast motion.

Shuo Mao thought that the first born did not see it, but in fact, the first born saw it completely.

Ever since he started stealing players' time to renew himself, he had a super dynamic vision.

To be exact, one second is as long as two seconds for a newborn.

Although Konoha White Fang's hand speed is super fast, after it is doubled, the first child can still barely see it.

It's just that Shuo Mao specifically clicked his fingers a few times, and he couldn't count them.

It is worthy of being able to be called the fastest man in the ninja world with my eldest nephew, and I would like to call you the strongest finger in my first life!

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