NOVEL WEB People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting
Chapter 22 You Can't Come Out
Among the bounty hunters who left early, three figures left the team, and one of them quietly followed the owner of the antique shop. His body had already cooled down and was kept fresh in a sealed scroll.
Two more went out and turned a corner and came back. One was hiding at the foot of the wall at the door, and his body was hidden in the darkness as if covering the light. Looking closer, where the light was blocked, it was clearly emerging from the surface of the skin. The dense parasites squirmed and crawled all over the body, twisting and blending with the surrounding shadow environment. From a distance, it looked like a mosaic of shaking shadows.
Several parasites left the body and flew into the hall silently, monitoring what was going on in the room...
His name is Oil Girl Mori Anaconda. On the surface he is an unknown bounty hunter, but in fact he is a wandering ninja; on the surface he is a wandering ninja, but in fact he is the Anbu of Konoha Hidden Village On the surface, he is the Anbu of Konoha Shadow Village, but in fact, he has the mark of rooting out tongue troubles planted on the bottom of his tongue!
He is the oil female anaconda, a member of the root that is lurking in the country of water.
Don't ask him why he is here?
if we assume,
Where there are flying leaves, there will be the will of fire;
Then,
There are dark corners that breed and reproduce, and tentacles extending from the roots are indispensable.
"...The smell of conspiracy is too strong. He uses a [white eye] to set up a trap blatantly. Does the person behind the scenes want to hook someone? Or is he sure that someone will bite the bait? Hmm. ....Is it targeting me?"
A Konoha specialty that had been left outside appeared in front of him, no Konoha ninja could remain indifferent, and there was a trace of confusion in the heart of the anaconda oil girl.
The other bounty hunter who came back took off his hood and put on the mask of Kirigakure Anbu, his eyes were extremely solemn. He only received the latest information and orders from the village in the morning.
"The white eyes under the blue eye mask were taken away by an evil organization called the Thirteenth Division. Could it be...that this one is in front of me? The time coincides with it, so this is a trap designed by the evil organization. They are likely to Are you observing this behind the scenes?"
The evil characterization of the [Gotei [-] Ban] organization in the intelligence emerged in Kirigakure Anbu's mind, and the intelligence also emphasized the external characteristics and bad qualities of two of the evil members.
While thinking about countermeasures like this, he stepped on the wall and climbed up to the roof. He suddenly found that there was already someone on the roof. It was a man with a strange white mask. Hitomi looked at each other.
Can't see through masked faces,
but,
It's laughing!
Kirigakure Anbe Fukukakushi sensed that the face behind the mask was smiling. It was a smile mixed with joy and surprise, which made the eyes of the pair of pupils seem to complete a crescent moon, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of warmth. The feet are cold and shuddering.
"Hey~"
"Ichimaru Gin is right, you only need to throw a bait, and the fish will come out of the water one by one!"
"I already smell the fragrance of harvest in the air!"
The murmuring voice spread into the air, and under the horrified gaze of Kirigakure Anbe, a strange blood color appeared on the black robe in front of him, like thick blood seeping out from the clothes, dripping down on the ground, In an instant, it converged into a river, winding in all directions.
Blood rushes towards the face, the meandering river of blood cracks, forks into countless blood-colored tentacles, climbs over the roof, spreads over the wall pillars, overflows into the tile eaves, and envelops the bounty hall under the feet in the breath, and even the courtyard The edge of his body was also dragged into the blood.
It's a long story,
actual,
But Setsuna,
The twisted, deformed, wriggling but grotesquely beautiful blood-colored altar was built with the feet of the masked man as the starting point, blatantly hiding the fog on the roof, the root bugs in the corner of the courtyard wall, and a bunch of "" in the bounty hall." "Smart people" are all included in the net.
"What's going on? Where did the blood come from?"
"Why does this blood look like a living thing? The whole room seems to be swallowed by blood. Is someone secretly releasing ninjutsu?"
"The blood in my body seems to be stirring, a little out of control... Damn it, I can't stay in the house anymore, I have to escape!"
The living creatures shrouded in blood instinctively sensed that something was wrong in their minds, and their rationality told them to flee this area immediately, but the paused greed in their eyes couldn't move away from the [white eyes] immediately, and they were afraid that blood would reveal Ominous, and wary of the people around him, his footsteps seemed to be entangled in the plasma on the ground.
"I, Du Benchunsan, took over this task."
The sudden change killed the ability to think, and the brain was instantly dominated by both fear and greed. A bounty hunter took the lead to sweep across the desk, and the wooden bottle was put in his cuff. He turned over and stepped on the roof, passed over everyone's heads, and ran towards the outside of the house.
Like the signal to start the game, the bounty hunters present looked crazy, chasing outside like hyenas grabbing food.
At the corner of the courtyard wall, the blood-smeared parasites fell off in pieces, buzzing and flying in the air like headless flies. The anaconda had never seen such an out-of-control and fearful expression of parasites. Covered by a strong haze.
The simple thinking of countless parasites was eroded by chaos and fear, leaving only the purest collective thought, which was passed on in his anaconda's consciousness crazily.
escape! ! !
It felt as if, in the blood under his naked eyes, some kind of indescribable horror was waking up in an invisible place, staring greedily at all the living creatures in the area.
Bugs are 100 times more alert to danger than humans!
The oily forest anaconda didn't care to continue hiding, he tore off the insect clothing covering his body, the touch from his fingertips made him jump with fear, the outermost layer of insect shells stained red with blood melted like dust, and the inside The flesh had shriveled and solidified long ago, without even a drop of blood and pus.
The oily forest anaconda's teeth trembled, and suddenly felt her heart twitching violently, the blood in her body was trying to burst the blood vessels, and the pores of the skin felt the pain of pulling and tearing.
"escape!"
The oily forest anaconda was terrified. He was already closest to the edge of the outer wall of the house, but he just turned around and took a few steps, and soon one foot was about to step out of the range of the blood-colored altar. Then, he saw a slender black robe feather Weaving stands in front of him.
"You can't come out!"
There was a gloomy chill in the gentle voice.
On a face as delicate as a dead person's smile, the narrowed eyes looked at the living people in the blood with a smile, without showing any warmth, but rather as if they were looking at the cold corpses...
Two more went out and turned a corner and came back. One was hiding at the foot of the wall at the door, and his body was hidden in the darkness as if covering the light. Looking closer, where the light was blocked, it was clearly emerging from the surface of the skin. The dense parasites squirmed and crawled all over the body, twisting and blending with the surrounding shadow environment. From a distance, it looked like a mosaic of shaking shadows.
Several parasites left the body and flew into the hall silently, monitoring what was going on in the room...
His name is Oil Girl Mori Anaconda. On the surface he is an unknown bounty hunter, but in fact he is a wandering ninja; on the surface he is a wandering ninja, but in fact he is the Anbu of Konoha Hidden Village On the surface, he is the Anbu of Konoha Shadow Village, but in fact, he has the mark of rooting out tongue troubles planted on the bottom of his tongue!
He is the oil female anaconda, a member of the root that is lurking in the country of water.
Don't ask him why he is here?
if we assume,
Where there are flying leaves, there will be the will of fire;
Then,
There are dark corners that breed and reproduce, and tentacles extending from the roots are indispensable.
"...The smell of conspiracy is too strong. He uses a [white eye] to set up a trap blatantly. Does the person behind the scenes want to hook someone? Or is he sure that someone will bite the bait? Hmm. ....Is it targeting me?"
A Konoha specialty that had been left outside appeared in front of him, no Konoha ninja could remain indifferent, and there was a trace of confusion in the heart of the anaconda oil girl.
The other bounty hunter who came back took off his hood and put on the mask of Kirigakure Anbu, his eyes were extremely solemn. He only received the latest information and orders from the village in the morning.
"The white eyes under the blue eye mask were taken away by an evil organization called the Thirteenth Division. Could it be...that this one is in front of me? The time coincides with it, so this is a trap designed by the evil organization. They are likely to Are you observing this behind the scenes?"
The evil characterization of the [Gotei [-] Ban] organization in the intelligence emerged in Kirigakure Anbu's mind, and the intelligence also emphasized the external characteristics and bad qualities of two of the evil members.
While thinking about countermeasures like this, he stepped on the wall and climbed up to the roof. He suddenly found that there was already someone on the roof. It was a man with a strange white mask. Hitomi looked at each other.
Can't see through masked faces,
but,
It's laughing!
Kirigakure Anbe Fukukakushi sensed that the face behind the mask was smiling. It was a smile mixed with joy and surprise, which made the eyes of the pair of pupils seem to complete a crescent moon, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of warmth. The feet are cold and shuddering.
"Hey~"
"Ichimaru Gin is right, you only need to throw a bait, and the fish will come out of the water one by one!"
"I already smell the fragrance of harvest in the air!"
The murmuring voice spread into the air, and under the horrified gaze of Kirigakure Anbe, a strange blood color appeared on the black robe in front of him, like thick blood seeping out from the clothes, dripping down on the ground, In an instant, it converged into a river, winding in all directions.
Blood rushes towards the face, the meandering river of blood cracks, forks into countless blood-colored tentacles, climbs over the roof, spreads over the wall pillars, overflows into the tile eaves, and envelops the bounty hall under the feet in the breath, and even the courtyard The edge of his body was also dragged into the blood.
It's a long story,
actual,
But Setsuna,
The twisted, deformed, wriggling but grotesquely beautiful blood-colored altar was built with the feet of the masked man as the starting point, blatantly hiding the fog on the roof, the root bugs in the corner of the courtyard wall, and a bunch of "" in the bounty hall." "Smart people" are all included in the net.
"What's going on? Where did the blood come from?"
"Why does this blood look like a living thing? The whole room seems to be swallowed by blood. Is someone secretly releasing ninjutsu?"
"The blood in my body seems to be stirring, a little out of control... Damn it, I can't stay in the house anymore, I have to escape!"
The living creatures shrouded in blood instinctively sensed that something was wrong in their minds, and their rationality told them to flee this area immediately, but the paused greed in their eyes couldn't move away from the [white eyes] immediately, and they were afraid that blood would reveal Ominous, and wary of the people around him, his footsteps seemed to be entangled in the plasma on the ground.
"I, Du Benchunsan, took over this task."
The sudden change killed the ability to think, and the brain was instantly dominated by both fear and greed. A bounty hunter took the lead to sweep across the desk, and the wooden bottle was put in his cuff. He turned over and stepped on the roof, passed over everyone's heads, and ran towards the outside of the house.
Like the signal to start the game, the bounty hunters present looked crazy, chasing outside like hyenas grabbing food.
At the corner of the courtyard wall, the blood-smeared parasites fell off in pieces, buzzing and flying in the air like headless flies. The anaconda had never seen such an out-of-control and fearful expression of parasites. Covered by a strong haze.
The simple thinking of countless parasites was eroded by chaos and fear, leaving only the purest collective thought, which was passed on in his anaconda's consciousness crazily.
escape! ! !
It felt as if, in the blood under his naked eyes, some kind of indescribable horror was waking up in an invisible place, staring greedily at all the living creatures in the area.
Bugs are 100 times more alert to danger than humans!
The oily forest anaconda didn't care to continue hiding, he tore off the insect clothing covering his body, the touch from his fingertips made him jump with fear, the outermost layer of insect shells stained red with blood melted like dust, and the inside The flesh had shriveled and solidified long ago, without even a drop of blood and pus.
The oily forest anaconda's teeth trembled, and suddenly felt her heart twitching violently, the blood in her body was trying to burst the blood vessels, and the pores of the skin felt the pain of pulling and tearing.
"escape!"
The oily forest anaconda was terrified. He was already closest to the edge of the outer wall of the house, but he just turned around and took a few steps, and soon one foot was about to step out of the range of the blood-colored altar. Then, he saw a slender black robe feather Weaving stands in front of him.
"You can't come out!"
There was a gloomy chill in the gentle voice.
On a face as delicate as a dead person's smile, the narrowed eyes looked at the living people in the blood with a smile, without showing any warmth, but rather as if they were looking at the cold corpses...
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