People Are in Konoha, and the Battlefield Has Collected Corpses for Ten Years

He resisted Qi Fengqi's blow, but exhausted all his strength, but to Qi Feng, this was just a tentative blow, and what followed was his real attack.

This is the experience!

Although Huoshi is an elite Chunin, he is a Chunin who is good at concealment and camouflage. In addition, he has been lurking in Konoha for more than ten years, and his own combat experience is somewhat lacking. Head-on is equivalent to facing a Jōnin head-on.

Death was doomed from the moment he started to pursue it.

What's more, he used the most unreasonable way to face the most reasonable Qifeng.

Hidden Rock Village, I can't go back...

His eyes were broken, and at the last moment before his consciousness disappeared, Huoshi recalled the hometown that he had been thinking about day and night.

The body swayed slightly, and with unwillingness, he fell in front of this little devil who was not in his eyes at all.

boom.

Qifeng looked down at his hands, and he couldn't believe it.

The body movements, consciousness, and reactions just now were almost all instinctive, and the opponent fell down without thinking too much.

To use a popular saying from the previous life...

Before I even tried, you fell.

"Why bother? Why bother? I just want to touch a dead body in peace, why insist on sending one more?"

Obviously he only wanted to open the blind box silently until he had the ability to protect himself, but he was blocked by someone and wanted to snatch the corpse, which made him speechless for a while.

He took out the scroll and quickly put away Huo Shi's body, not having time to deal with the blood and battle marks on the ground.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of the power of the card's blessing, he quickly withdrew and left.

It can be guessed that Konoha's Anbu is probably coming soon, and Qifeng doesn't want to meet them face to face, let alone appear in the sight of people like Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzo.

Almost shortly after Qifeng left.

Whoosh!Whoosh!

Figures of several Anbu ninjas appeared where they were fighting.

"The movement just now is indeed here."

One of the perceptual ninjas looked through the holes in the mask and simply scanned the surroundings, and basically determined the general situation.

"The one who died was a ninja with an unfamiliar Chakra breath, and should be an intruder."

Walking to the bloodstain on the ground, he reached out and touched it.

The other two ninjas also leaned over.

"The blood is still warm."

Among them, the Anbu ninja who is proficient in earth escape ninjutsu said: "The technique of rock concealment is performed perfectly, at least it is a Chunin."

"The battle process is simple and neat, and the dead have almost no strength to resist."

The three couldn't help but look at each other, surprise flashing across their eyes.

"To be able to solve a Chunin in such a short period of time, it should be a Jōnin in the village. The remaining Chakra fluctuations around here make me feel a little familiar. I can't remember who it is all of a sudden, and it seems that I don't plan to meet with us. .”

I thought there would be Konoha ninjas who needed their support, maybe even died, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

"But, where's the corpse?" Someone couldn't help asking.

Yeah, what about the dead body?

"Sort up the information and report it to Hokage-sama."

Chapter 7 Flint's obsession (for collection, recommendation)

"An unknown ninja was quickly beheaded by Konoha Kaminin in the village? Didn't even leave the body in the end?"

Listening to Anbu Ninja's report, Hiruzaru Sarutobi was a little surprised while smoking a pipe.

The death of a foreign village ninja is not a big deal, especially when the situation is tense now.

Fortunately, Hiruzaru Sarutobi was busy setting up scouts on the border of the Land of Fire, so he was still up late at night, just in time to listen to the report of Anbe Ninja.

However, for Konoha, who is now gradually paying attention to defense, the Chunin should not be able to sneak into Konoha so easily.

so......

"It may be a hidden stake laid by other hidden villages in the village. I don't know why it was discovered or exposed on its own initiative. But since I gave up the business for many years, it must be for more important things. Everything that has existed must be left behind. trace."

As expected of Hokage, Hiruzaru Sarutobi grasped the crux of the matter with a few thoughts.

Taking a deep breath, he ordered: "Those people that Anbu is staring at, check them out one by one to confirm their identities."

There are hidden piles in Konoha Village. As Hokage, he certainly knows that not only Konoha, but other villages also have lurkers set up by Konoha's roots.

The reason why they didn't choose to pull them out was because sometimes, the hidden stakes whose identities were known were definitely more useful than pulling them out.

"Yes."

Anbu next to him responded and quickly disappeared.

Hiruzaru Sarutobi stood up, walked to the window, looked at the quiet and peaceful Konoha Village under the moonlight, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

Konoha was established on the basis of the first generation of Naruto Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara of the Uchiha clan. The second generation of Hokage Senju Morima turned the tide and supported the major events that were about to move because Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara fought to the death. Hidden Village attacked, and when it was handed over to him, Konoha was devastated.

Now, after decades of proper management, Konoha has finally returned to the top of the ninja world.

But now, the ninja world is precarious.

War is coming again.

He smashed his mouth, "Corpse, where did it go?"

......

The corpse, of course, was transported back to the morgue by Qifeng.

No one would have thought that the ninja Konoha in Anbu's ninja perception would be his little-known corpse collector.

Even, even if the battle site is not too far from the morgue, no one will associate it with him.

Too unrealistic.

In this regard, Qifeng is of course happy.

If Sarutobi Hiruzen knew about it, he might be sent to perform difficult tasks, or even rush to the forefront of the battlefield.

It's fine if he really has this strength, but the problem is that he doesn't.

It's better to develop steadily and have the ability to protect itself.

Looking at the two corpses lying on the wooden bed with flashing red light and green light, Qi Feng grinned, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his heart ached from laughing.

There is no doubt about the value of the rare experience card, if he can't get back the money from these two corpses, he will lose a lot.

Feeling the undissipated power in his body, Qi Feng didn't just wait for it to disappear.

Instead, a series of trials and learnings began in the morgue.

Kazumi Miura cooperated as a veteran Konoha Jōnin, no matter in terms of strength or experience, it is not comparable to him who has graduated for more than a year.

In just a few breaths, an elite Chunin was dealt with, and he didn't want to waste the rest of the time.

Even if it's just to gain a little valuable experience from it, it's not bad.

Moreover, he feels that although the blessing of rare cards is already exaggerated, the effect should not be limited to this.

As time passed, the power that did not belong to him finally dissipated.

Qi Feng's eyes flickered.

really!

As long as you take the initiative to learn, you can get some unexpected gains from the short-term bonus.

Five attributes are worth several single-item upgrade cards.

This wave is not bad!

Subconsciously, he took out his pocket, took out the cigarette he got from Asma, happily lit one in his mouth, and took a deep breath.

It was only after I smoked that I realized that this is a morgue. Smoking here pollutes the environment and is disrespectful to the corpse.

Dazed, he didn't spit out a mouthful of cigarettes, and held back directly.

Anyone who has ever smoked knows that swallowing a cigarette is sour and refreshing, just like swallowing mustard.

He stumbled and ran out, holding on to the solder paste and retching non-stop.

It took a long time to slow down.

The smoke has already been half smoked, and gray ash hangs long on it.

Flick your index finger.

To benefit from corpses, one must first respect them.

Biting the cigarette and taking another sip, I felt refreshed.

Squeeze out the cigarette butt and go back to dispose of the broken glass and spilled shuriken.

He has decided.

Don't go to bed before twelve o'clock!

Only after winning the prize and going to sleep can I feel at ease.

Pulled an old rocking chair, stretched and lay on it.

Accompanied by the "creak" sound of acid teeth, it shook gently.

If someone passed by the morgue at this time, they would definitely be scared and sick.

The morgue, the shaking rocking chair, the slow-moving sound of wood rubbing, plus brain supplementation... the more I think about it, the more creepy it gets.

"The life of salted fish is so comfortable." Maruyama Qifeng enjoyed it quite a bit.

Time passed quickly, and twelve o'clock at midnight arrived as expected with the jump of the pointer.