The country of rain, rainy and rainy....

A newly built training school in the village of Yunin, a high-rise building.

In the classroom, Xiaochuan's grandson listlessly supported his chin with one hand, casually turning the notes on the table with the pen in his hand into circles, and asked the young man sitting next to him with a serious face: "Hey! Kujira, don't you think it's strange? ”

"Hmm!" Iha Kujira didn't have the slightest intention of turning his head when he answered the question, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said lightly: "It's a little strange!" ”

Xiaochuan's grandson glanced at him, and continued to speak casually: "The big man of the village has suddenly mobilized us ninjas in recent months, one will ask us to open up the ownerless and barren land, and the other will ask us to blow up the mountains and open the mountains, we are ninjas, we actually want to do this kind of thing, so forget it, the village even asked us to plant trees, the ghost weather of the rain country, can the trees planted live?" What a waste of effort! ”

"The village naturally has considerations." Iha Kujira responded lightly, turned his head to look at Xiaochuan's grandson, and raised his voice a little: "Also, grandson!" We will do whatever the village wants us to do, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, we will die! ”

Hearing this, Xiaochuan's grandson's heart tightened, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his body, he shivered unconsciously, looked around, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Kujira, I drank yesterday, and I haven't come to my senses yet, don't tell me what to say!" ”

Iha Kujira nodded, and said simply, "Hmm! ”

Xiaochuan's grandson breathed a sigh of relief, his companion is still trustworthy, and he has never broken his trust in others.

"I don't know who our teacher is this time?"

"Is it the powerful people in the village? Do you want them to teach us stronger ninjutsu? ”

Xiaochuan's grandson had some expectations in his heart, and after they had done a few months of tasks, they had just returned to the village, and they were notified to come to this school to study, what is it called the New Ninja Reform Society?

It doesn't matter what it's called, in his opinion, isn't this the same as the reward system in Ninja Village?

If you make a contribution, you can choose your favorite ninjutsu from the village ninjutsu library, but the spirit of the village is obviously a little bigger, and a special teacher is directly arranged to guide them personally.

"I don't think so!" Iha Kujira's glasses flashed with a glimmer of light, and he replied with a calm face: "I think what is taught in this school should be related to what we have been doing in the past few months!" ”

"And...."

Speaking of this, Iha Kujira paused, and Xiaochuan's grandson couldn't help but prick up his ears and leaned over, but Iya Kujira just shook his head and said no more.

Seeing this, Xiaochuan grandson was a little speechless, his friend is very smart, but he is too cautious, he often talks half of what he says, and leaves half of it, which makes people itch to listen to it, but he also knows that Iba Kujira doesn't want to say things, there must be his concerns, and he doesn't ask much.

It seems that the big man in the village, or the god envoy, is not satisfied with our performance in the past few months!

Iha Kujira secretly said that although there were many high-ranking people in the Rain Ninja Village, who were unapproachable big names for them, he understood that all the rights in this village were in the hands of one person.

Divine Messenger!

Or maybe she's just acting on behalf of the God who has never shown up.

Does the "God" behind the scenes really exist?

Iye Kujira was a little curious, in fact, it was not only him, but many people in the whole country were curious.

After Hanzo's death, the blue-haired woman who claimed to be a divine envoy to convey the will of the gods appeared in the country with a group of elite ninjas.

No one knows where she and her men came from, and perhaps anyone who knows their identities has gone to hell like Hanzo.

In the beginning, many unruly guys did not take the so-called oracle seriously, and even directly rebelled against the coup.

But those people often die without a body in a short time, and over time, no one in the whole country dares to resist the orders of the oracle, at least on the surface.

Why do you want to do so much?

That's not something a little person like me should be concerned about.

Iha Kujira smiled self-deprecatingly, and when he saw Xiaochuan's grandson looking over, he said without moving: "Don't be impatient, I think our teacher should be coming soon!" ”

Xiaochuan's grandson could only hold back his curiosity and sit upright.

"Knock knock." There was a knock on the front door of the classroom.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the door.

A man about 1.65 tall, with rough skin, wearing a pair of glasses, about 50 years old, opened the door and looked at the fierce man with leopard heads and eyes in the house, and was stunned.

"Who is this old man?"

"I don't have any momentum at all, I should just be an ordinary person!"

"He's our teacher?"

The ninjas whispered, their eyes unabashedly looking the man up and down.

Dazna stood at the door and didn't dare to move for a while, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his legs trembled slightly.

These guys are my students!?

Although Dazna is a little presbyopia, he is not blind and can clearly see the forehead guards on the heads of this group of big men, so he wants to teach a group of ninjas!

Ninjas, these guys are even more terrifying than the underworld!

Dazna was just an ordinary person after all, and hundreds of ninjas stared at him fiercely, so he was naturally afraid.

"Mr. Dazner, what's wrong?"

A black-masked man behind him stepped forward and asked, and as he appeared, the entire classroom of ninjas fell silent and withdrew their gazes.

Apparently this guy, they can't afford to mess with.

Dazna swallowed and said in a hoarse voice, "My lord, these ninjas are my students?" I'm going to teach them as their teacher? ”

I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't know how to kill people, what can I teach them?

The masked man nodded: "That's right! Mr. Dazna, you are the best architect in the country of waves, and by inviting you here is to impart your advanced construction experience and let the ninjas of our village learn! ”

"I can't talk about a master builder, I'm just an ordinary bridge builder!" Dazna waved his hand and denied.

He doesn't want to do it at this time, these ninjas are murderous guys at a glance, teach them, aren't they looking for death?

The masked man glanced at him, seemed to sense his thoughts, and said lukewarmly: "Mr. Dazna, according to the agreement, the rest of the money has already been put on your family's card when you arrived in the Land of Rain!" ”

Hearing this, Dazna's eyes lit up slightly.

When the gang found him, his son Kaisha had just gotten married, and he didn't really want to leave his hometown for this place.

Helplessly, they give too much money!

Seeing Dazna's demeanor, the masked man comforted again: "Mr. Dazna, we in the Land of Rain are all hospitable and respectful people, and I will always be by your side during your class, and no one will be disrespectful to you in the slightest, please rest assured!" ”

The masked man did this, on the one hand, because he was afraid that Dazna would not be able to suppress these guys, and on the other hand, he was also monitoring Dazna, afraid that he would not be able to work.

"Okay!"

Dazna sighed in his heart, he realized that he had entered the den of thieves, and he couldn't leave if he wanted to, so he respectfully said, "It's troublesome!" ”

Hot blood, great craftsman soul, bless me!

Dazner's expression was firm, as if with a kind of momentum of going to the battlefield and the execution ground, and slowly walked towards the direction of the podium.

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