Chapter 107: Let's Go! Temple of Fire
"Liu Yang."
Liu Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on Zhang's body and reaching out to support his chin, heard this, and looked down at Asma walking on the ground: "What's wrong?" β
"The place we're going to is a temple, isn't it a bit disrespectful for you to do this?" Asma looked helplessly at Liu Yang, who was sitting on the psychic beast, and paused in Zhang's eyes that wanted to eat people, and said.
When the words fell, Zhang's gaze became a little more fierce.
At this time, they had already left Konoha, and Liu Yang received a mission from the third generation to go to the Fire Temple with Asma's tenth class to meet a child.
A child who was dug up by Sasuke from the news network and whose value is comparable to that of Naruto.
Because Naruto is now under the protection of Key Secrets, he can only follow Tsunade and Sasuke for now, and this task is handed over to the tenth and ninth classes.
The mission is led by Asma, and Naraku Hagi is "forced" to take care of Kakashi, who has recently been extremely weak due to the awakening kaleidoscope, in Konoha Hospital.
The others had already been sent by Asma to the Temple of Fire to inquire about the situation, but Ryu Yang was left behind and rushed with him behind.
ββ¦β¦ I don't mean anything else. Asma turned her head and coughed twice under Zhang's cannibalistic gaze, and then said, "I said that I would secretly enter the Fire Temple, and now you bring the psychic beast over, you don't look like a pilgrim." β
"......" Liu Yang sat down on Zhang's back when he heard this, and looked at Asma: "I know, I'll take Zhang's back when I get there, what's more, Asma Shangnin, do you think I'm dressed like this, will I still walk?" β
That's right, she's not in a very good mood right now.
She never imagined that she would wear such cumbersome clothes in her lifetime.
I saw that Liu Yang's long hair had been put down at this time, and the three thousand green silk was simply buttoned behind his back, the hair in front was trimmed into a delicate princess head, and he was wearing a delicate and complicated thin body of twelve singles, and the Aoshuang knife that had been on his back was sealed, and was replaced by a bat fan in his hand and clogs with limited mobility under his feet.
At a glance, it is definitely not the female swordsman who used to kill and decide, but like a cold flower of the daughter.
Liu Yang's brow jumped.
She's dying, okay? Wearing this dress, she won't even walk, and now she just wants to pull out the sheath knife and slash out of her anger!
This is also the reason why Zhang felt the irritability in Liu Yang's heart and never had a good face for Asma.
"There's no way, we're going to enter the Temple of Fire secretly, your knife is too conspicuous, I can only dress you up like this." Asma looked at Liu Yang's cold face, which was actually so irritable that he jumped up, and he smiled in his heart, but his face was a serious persuasion.
God knows how much he looked at Liu Yang wearing clogs and couldn't even walk, and he wanted to look up to the sky and smile.
This little girl looks like she knows everything all day long, and when she happens to see her deflated, she feels absolutely very comfortable in her heart.
"Smack!" The bat fan in Liu Yang's hand suddenly became a monk, and she slapped it in her hand and made a crisp and neat sound, and the beautiful eyebrows and eyes on her face became sharp in vain.
"Humph!"
Liu Yang raised his chin slightly and looked at Asma, with a look of arrogance on his face, the sun shone on her face, at a young age, she was peerless: "Asma Shangnin, don't think I don't know you're snickering." β
Beauty is beautiful, but the killing aura around her body is too heavy, and she doesn't look like a young lady raised in a deep boudoir.
"Hey." Asma recovered from the initial amazement, turned his head and patted his forehead, and then laughed in a low voice: "Liu Yang, it's better for you not to speak." β
As soon as she spoke, people immediately began to doubt her identity.
"I see." Liu Yang thought about the fan in his hand, snorted and turned his head to look ahead: "Zhang, you can go back first when you get out of this forest." β
Out of here, less than 200 meters further on, there is the Temple of Fire.
"Yes, Miss Yanao." Zhang glanced at Asma again, and then said obediently.
Reaching the edge of the forest, Liu Yang jumped off Zhang's body, and she almost fell because of the ridiculously high clogs under her feet, but fortunately Asma helped her.
Adjusting his balance, Liu Yang shook off Asma's hand, thought about the beauties he had seen in Qixiufang before, and then the fan in his hand was gently placed in his hand, with a faint smile on his face, his eyebrows softened, and he walked out in small steps.
Asmar, who was thrown by Liu Yang's face in an instant, paused for a moment, and then followed.
"Yes, yes, that's it, that's it." Asma said to Ryuyang.
Liu Yang, who was walking, turned his head and glared at Asma without a trace, and lowered his voice: "I'm a professional ninja." β
The so-called professional, that is, cross-dressing, she will be very serious about echoing the character.
ββ¦β¦β
There were more and more people on the road, and Liu Yang and Asma, dressed as samurai, walked forward with the crowd, and after a while, the two of them saw Ding Ji, who was disguised as a rich young master, and Shikamaru, who was dressed as a ronin, at the door.
The four of them looked at each other, Shikamaru nodded at Ryu Yang and Asma, and then turned his head and walked towards the Fire Temple, and Ryu Yang and Asma followed closely when they saw this.
Shortly after the few of them left, two men in black robes on a red background, with weapons on their backs, who looked out of place with the poor people around them, stood outside the Temple of Fire.
"Thirty million right here?"
With dazzling gray hair and angular facial features, Fei Duan looked at the gate of the Fire Temple not far away, and then raised his eyebrows, and said with evil on his face.
As if he had seen something of interest, a pair of lilac eyes were filled with a strange sense of fanaticism.
Fingers kept touching the necklace on his chest.
"Hmm." The corners of his wrap that only showed a pair of eyes were all hummed, which was considered a response.
"That's great." The fanatical emotion in Fei Duan's eyes rose even more, and a hideous smile appeared on his face: "Lord Evil God, today is really a good day to make money." β
The hideous smile seemed too evil, and scared the few women who passed by into hurrying away.
Even the nearby vendors were much quieter.
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"Let's go." Glancing at his partner, the horn said, and walked straight forward.
Compared to his dull partner, Fei Duan snorted and followed.
The moment he caught up with Kakuto's footsteps, the two of them disappeared into the crowd in an instant, and at the same time, two black shadows flashed through the side door of the Temple of Fire.
Liu Yang, who was walking in the crowd, suddenly seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him, but he saw people coming and going, mostly civilians were selling, and there was really nothing abnormal.
It's as if what she felt before was just an illusion on her part.
Turning his head, Liu Yang's hand holding the bat fan couldn't help but tighten a little, turned his head to look at Asma, raised his eyebrows, and showed a trace of murderous aura for a moment.
Asma and Shikamaru reacted almost instantaneously, looking left and right at the same time, and then looked at Ryu Yang with an inquiring look in their eyes.
Be careful.
His lips moved silently, and Liu Yang looked at the two masters and apprentices opposite.
She shouldn't have felt wrong, someone had just entered the Temple of Fire.
Due to her internal strength, her five senses are particularly developed, especially when she feels the qi in the body of a shadow-level ninja, which can be called a radar.
Just now, there should have been another shadow-level ninja in the Temple of Fire.
He took a deep breath, and then Liu Yang's hand touched the scroll sealed with the Auris Knife in his sleeve without a trace.
I really want to do it......
After touching it for a while, Liu Yang let go of his hand again, and looked at the front with a relaxed face, like a young lady who really traveled, full of curiosity about the surroundings.
"There are so many people." Seeing that the masters and apprentices next to him were secretly vigilant, Liu Yang said to Asma: "It's so lively here. β
I'm really embarrassed, she has always felt that the temples are deserted, after all, when I saw it in the anime before, it was like this, but I didn't expect the incense of this fire temple to be so strong that it reminded her of the feeling of going to a famous mountain temple on May Day in the first life.
People are crowded.
It turns out that there are so many people in this ninja world, no wonder the mortality rate is so high, and I don't worry about breaking the inheritance.
It turned out that there were too many people.
"This is the royal temple of the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, and its prestige is very good, and it is normal for the believers to be widespread." Asma explained to Ryuyang.
After passing through the main hall, the three of them went straight to the courtyard behind, and in the middle of the front hall and the courtyard behind, there was already a monk wearing a robe and majestic facial features.
"Donor." He bowed with his hands together at the three of them, and then his eyes stayed on Liu Yang's body, and then he stretched out his hand and made a "please" movement:
"Please go into the inner courtyard for a while."
"Thank you, Host Jilu." Asma pushed Liu Yang, and then said to Lu on the ground, and entered the inner courtyard directly in the direction that Lu Lu pointed.
And Liu Yang took a good look at the host of Dilu, and the corners of his lips suddenly raised a meaningful smile, and then under Dilu's gaze, he followed Asma in.
Shikamaru looked left and right, and seeing that no one noticed here, he also walked in.
Seeing that the three of them had already entered the inner courtyard, Di Lu put down his hands, folded his hands, and retreated into the courtyard without sadness or joy in his eyes, and then closed the door.
"Land and land, long time no see." Asma stood in the inner courtyard and looked at the land and said to him with a smile. A smile also squeezed out of Dilu's majestic face, and then nodded at Asma:
"Asma, long time no see." When the words fell, his eyes fell on Liu Yang's body and smiled: "This person doesn't look very old, but the feeling I get is not simple." β
"The host of the land is also deeply hidden." Liu Yang casually threw the clogs off his feet, casually threw the bat fan in his hand to Shikamaru, and said to Lu on the ground.
Who would have thought that this honest monk who seemed to spend his days like a morning bell and a dusk drum would actually be a hidden master.
"Everyone has their past." Di Lu said, turning his head to look at Asma, with a solemn expression on his face: "To be honest, I know what the purpose of your coming is this. β
"But I don't want you to take him away."