People in Konoha: I have the ability of mosquitoes

"What? A scroll for storing corpses?"

Hearing this request, Haruno Sakura's face changed drastically, and she couldn't help but looked around in fear.

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ps: Ask for flowers, ask for tickets. .

Chapter 270

See no one pays attention here.

Haruno Sakura breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked in a low voice: "What do you want those corpses for? They are sacrificed personnel on the battlefield. After the war is over, they have to be sent back to their hometown. I can't do such a thing." !"

"It's okay, I don't really need it."

The voice fell.

Qingkong turned around and left, without any intention of negotiating terms with Haruno Sakura.

"Wait, can't you change one thing?"

Seeing the clear sky, Haruno Sakura was also anxious.

However, even after hearing her words, Qingkong just waved his hands without stopping at all.

"I can make lunch for you!"

"Do it with shackles on!"

"Plus doing laundry, making quilts, cleaning..."

"Wait a minute, why don't I agree!"

After saying this, Haruno Sakura also collapsed on the ground, lowered her head and panted heavily.

People, that's how it is.

Breaking through the psychological bottom line is not easy, and it feels worse than being tortured.

But once it breaks through, it's another matter.

On Qingkong's side, he also stopped in his tracks, turned his head slightly and said, "Listen, I don't like long-winded words, if you can do it, do it, if you can't do it, don't do it, no one is forcing you, and you are not qualified Tell me the terms."

"At midnight tonight, come here with the scroll. If you miss the time, you can do what you should, and don't bother me anymore."

Putting down his hands, no matter what Haruno Sakura's reaction was, Qingkong left in a big stride.

be honest.

Haruno Sakura is just a small and dispensable character.

It's okay to play with her when I'm interested.

However, Qingkong won't waste too much time on her, what about conditions, this and that, it's all just thinking about farts.

After walking around the medical base, Qing Kong left after putting on a pretentious inspection.

This is just an avatar.

He is responsible for wandering around on the battlefield and in the medical base.

On the surface, it seems to be inspecting the work and understanding everyone's situation, but in fact it is to collect the souls of those dead.

Soon, evening will come.

Haruno Sakura also became nervous because she hadn't got the scroll yet.

Fortunately, it just so happened that the medical staff in the base were too busy to handle it.

When a new batch of wounded was sent over, the ninja who was in charge of guarding the scroll was also called out urgently and rushed over to help.

A rare opportunity.

Haruno Sakura gritted her teeth, and finally decided to give it a go, not to miss this opportunity.

She made an excuse to make things easier, but actually turned around and sneaked into the tent quietly, and took out the scroll where the corpse was stored.

It happened to be midnight, so I didn't care about thinking so much.

Holding the scroll, Haruno Sakura came to the place she had promised with Haruka.

This is in a remote location of the base, usually no one comes here, the surrounding area is pitch black, except for some birds chirping from the distant woods, nothing else can be heard.

"Qingkong, are you here? Qingkong-kun?"

Bolding up her courage, Haruno Sakura whispered a few words.

Suddenly, a black shadow patted her on the shoulder, and Haruno Sakura was so startled that she almost jumped up.

"Be quiet, are you so timid?"

Qing Kong frowned and said.

With the help of the weak light, Haruno Sakura was also greatly relieved after seeing clearly that the person coming was in the clear sky, and then couldn't help but rolled her eyes.

"It's nice to say that feelings are not that you are scared."

"What did you say?"

"No... what, hey, what you want!"

While talking, Haruno Sakura hastily handed the scroll to Qing Kong.

The scroll that sealed the corpse was quite big, more than half a meter long. Qing Kong didn't check it after receiving it, and threw it into the storage space directly.

"Can you tell me, what do you want these corpses for?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't."

One sentence sent Haruno Sakura back, and Qingkong continued: "I will come over tomorrow at noon about the curse seal, so get ready."

The voice fell, and the clear sky disappeared into the ground.

what?

Haruno Sakura bit her lower lip, a little unwilling.

It has nothing to do with the curse seal.

Although Qingkong is a bit ruthless, he is also very good at bullying.

But Haruno Sakura knows better that Qingkong is a man of one word and will not lie to himself about such trivial matters.

That's right, the curse seal that he attaches great importance to is just a trivial matter in Qing Kong's eyes.

Thinking of this, Haruno Sakura felt even more uncomfortable.

As for the unwillingness, it was because she didn't get the answer she wanted, and she didn't know what Qingkong was going to do with those corpses.

If it is to study forbidden techniques such as reincarnation, then Haruno Sakura promises that she will not be able to eat and sleep comfortably in the future.

But after doing everything, what else can I do.

"Hey!"

Sighing, Haruno Sakura lowered her head and walked back listlessly.

Let's talk about the clear sky.

The clones are still roaming around, collecting souls and corpses.

That's right, if the unattended corpses are found, Qingkong will also collect them and take them all away.

Let's not talk about doing experiments, if you can't kill the army or something, even if it doesn't work, it's pretty good to refine all of it into life energy.

With the mentality of living.

No matter how small a chicken is, it is still meat, so it should not be wasted.

The same is true for those corpses that were restrained and sealed up by the coalition forces.

Because it was sealed into the scroll after death, there is still a lot of life energy in the corpse, which has not dissipated.

And the scroll seal has the ability to keep fresh for a fixed time.

Storing such a batch of fresh corpses is considered a saving for Qing Kong, so let's keep it as a backup.

Although it may not be useful, is it better to have it than not to have it?

Speaking of dead bodies.

Qingkong remembered one more thing.

Waving his hand to open the portal, he took out a palm-sized scroll with four characters written on it, Son of Weather.

In the ninja world, there is such a family.

They are small in number and have no fixed residence. They often wander in various countries, selling weather in exchange for meager remuneration to make a living.

And too, a child's name.

He is also the person with the strongest ability to control the weather in this weather family.

His emotions, all kinds of emotions, can cause changes in the weather, wind and rain, or thunder and snow. .

Chapter 271

It's a pity that Yu Tai was born frail and sickly, and died when he was not a few years old.

It happened that at that time, Orochimaru was studying the ninjutsu of reincarnation. After hearing about Yota, he and Yao Shidou dug Yota's grave together.

And did various experiments with his corpse.

Qingkong killed Orochimaru before, and of course took over all his property, including the son of the weather~, the body of Koyota.

Actually.

Clear Sky has long studied this - small and too big.

How should I put it, the weather can be affected by emotions, this kind of blood inheritance limit is indeed very powerful.

But for a child, it is a bit cruel.

son of the weather.

The nickname is quite nice.

But in fact, it would be best to call him a child cursed by fate.

Because using the blood successor limit will definitely consume energy, let alone such a powerful blood successor that can control the weather.

Consumption is an absolute exaggeration.

But Xiaoyutai is only a few years old, and he still doesn't understand anything, so where did he get his chakra from?

Without chakra, and unable to control his own blood inheritance, when he uses his emotions to affect the weather, he is also consuming his vitality.

It rains when you cry, snows when you are happy, thunders when you are angry, and wind when you whistle.

It looks very cowhide.

But with such frequent consumption, he will die sooner or later.

Yu Tai's family asked him to influence the weather to make money, but they didn't know that this was actually killing him.

For a little money.

He killed his own child, the most talented descendant of the family.

If you know the truth, I don't know how Yuta's parents will feel.

This is the loss of having no culture.

Shaking his head, Qingkong put away the scroll again.

He has already studied Yutai's ability, and of course he will not study it again.

What Qingkong is thinking about now is how to truly bring out Yuta's blood succession.