Konoha Nano Core

Chapter 190 The Land of Rain 3
Raindrops kept falling from the sky.

At the high tower in the center of Yuren Village, Nagato's expression changed, and he said to Xiaonan beside him: "My raindrops are blocked by someone, and there are intruders."

"I'll deal with it!"

Xiao Nan answered coldly, turned around and walked back.

"Ask which side it is, and then, kill him!"

Nagato sat in a wheelchair, talking calmly.

Xiao Nan paused, nodded, and walked out again.

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"This is Urenin Village! Except for the unacceptable fact that it rains every day, it's no different from Konoha!"

Zuo Mufeng walked on the streets of Yuren Village and looked around, with undisguised curiosity.

In order not to scare that Nagato guy away, Zuo Mufeng now looks like a young man in his 20s, wearing the same raincoat as others. Villagers of the Land of Rain.

Many passers-by noticed this curious young man, but no one came to talk to him.

Although Yuren Village is relatively xenophobic, it is not that it does not communicate with the outside world at all. It can only be said that outsiders are relatively rare.

The breeze blows, and the slightest coolness penetrates into people's hearts.

Zuo Mufeng bent down, picked up the paper crane blown away by the wind from the shop on the right, and patted it twice.

Just when he stood up, an eleven or twelve-year-old child ran out of the shop, blocking Zuo Mufeng's path.

Zuo Mufeng bowed his head, putting on a vicious face.

"Little devil, what are you doing to stop me!"

"The paper crane belongs to my family!"

It could be seen that the kid was a little scared, but he still mustered up the courage to ask for it.

"You said it's yours, so it's yours! Obviously I picked it up first!"

Seeing the little ghost stretching out his hand to beg for it despite being scared, reminded him of Naruto for a moment, which aroused Zuo Mufeng's interest.

After hearing this, the little ghost seemed aggrieved, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he burst into tears.

Zuo Mufeng was stunned for a moment, feeling the disdainful gazes from passers-by from all directions, he opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't know how to say it, especially when he saw the store owner picking up the stick with a dark face from the corner of his eye, it was even more so. in this way.

He lowered his head and sighed strangely, hastily handed the paper crane to the kid, turned around and ran away.

"What your god 'Payne' failed to do, was actually done by a brat!"

"It's really... oh..."

Zuo Mufeng crouched on a roof, with a sob look on his face.

Looking down from the roof, it was clearly still daytime, but there were still lights on in many places, and the dense origami swayed slightly with the rhythm of the wind.

"Every household is hung with origami. It seems to be Xiaonan's method, but I don't know who will be sent to deal with me!"

With his chin poised, his sunny and handsome face was full of thoughts.

"Forget it, what are you thinking about, anyway, it has been decided, no matter who it is, just kill them all!"

Jumping down from the roof, it landed firmly on the ground's stagnant water without splashing a drop of water.

Heading towards the center, a faint fragrance came from the front, Zuo Mufeng paused and twitched his nose.

"It smells delicious! It's steamed stuffed bun!"

Zuo Mufeng shouted in surprise, since he supported Tsunade and others, he has not eaten. After the energy consumed in that battle, he didn't smell the aroma before and didn't feel it. Now when he smelled the aroma of food, his stomach felt Immediately grumbled.

Regardless of the strange eyes of passers-by on both sides, Zuo Mufeng strode towards the place where the fragrance came from.

Since a big battle is about to take place, of course you have to fill your stomach!

After easily finding a reason to convince himself, the last trace of hesitation disappeared, and he came to the steamed stuffed bun shop with a peaceful mind.

"Hello! Give me fifty drawers of buns first!"

His stomach was rumbling non-stop, Zuo Mufeng swallowed his saliva, and shouted with lights in his eyes!

"Fifty drawers?"

Hearing the quantity Zuo Mufeng asked for, the old lady who opened the steamed stuffed bun shop exclaimed, a little unsure.

"Yes, don't worry, ma'am! It's fifty drawers!"

With a thumbs up, he gave the answer in the affirmative, picked up the buns on the stall and ate them.

The steamed bun stuffing has a rich aroma and thin skin, which brings great enjoyment to people after one bite.

Zuo Mufeng ate frantically at the speed of two mouthfuls.

"Fifty drawers! That's a big deal!"

The old lady who opened the steamed stuffed bun shop muttered, lighting a fire and adding more firewood, when Zuo Mufeng ate all the steamed buns on the shop floor, the aroma of the freshly steamed buns had already appeared, Zuo Mufeng looked forward to it.

Time passed slowly, and the bun shop was surrounded layer by layer.

"This is the No.20 drawer!"

Some passers-by were dumbfounded.

"No, No. 30 drawer!"

Another passerby who came earlier answered.

"What a horrible appetite!"

More people were discussing, Zuo Mufeng, who was eating crazily, ignored the noise in his ears, and still maintained the original eating speed of two bites at a time.

When the last drawer of buns was stuffed into Zuo Mufeng's stomach, he looked up regretfully at the cold woman on the beam, and sighed.

"Auntie's buns are really good, and I'm half full!"

He patted his stomach, which didn't have the slightest ups and downs, and thanked the tired aunt who was drenched in sweat.

"It's nothing!"

An expectant smile appeared on the old woman's face. Fifty drawers of steamed buns, which usually take three days to sell, don't matter if you are tired. What's more, because the young man ate so much, he had a big beating around here. Advertisement, I think there will be more and more customers in the future!

The old woman fell into daydream, Zuo Mufeng reached for the wallet, his complexion changed.

Zuo Mufeng, as a well-known master sculptor, has never paid attention to such things as money, and he has never thought about money during this trip. Although he is not without his body, it is not enough for the price of fifty drawers of steamed stuffed buns.

It's been a while since she stretched her hand into her pocket, and the old woman's smile became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it even completely darkened.

"You don't have money, do you?"

The old lady asked suspiciously, and the crowd outside was not looking very well at this moment, blocking all possible escape routes.

If a foreigner dares to come here to eat Bawang's meal, they will let him know what will happen to him!
"Cough...the money is really not enough!"

Zuo Mufeng said with some embarrassment, the old woman's face completely darkened, she had already picked up the rolling pin for rolling out noodles, and in the next moment, she would smash it on this free-eating bastard.

The onlookers were all gearing up for it at this moment, and the commotion didn't calm down until Zuo Mufeng reached out and took out a golden ball the size of a thumb.

"I can exchange this with you, how about it!"

Zuo Mufeng generously handed over the gold made with nanoworms, with a hearty smile on his face.

"Is this gold!"

The old woman's eyes lit up, she reached out to take it, looked it over carefully, and then nodded her head sharply.

This golden ball already exceeded the price of fifty drawers of buns.

"Then the deal is concluded, I will come to eat steamed stuffed buns with you again when I have time!"

Zuo Mufeng greeted with a smile, passed through the thick crowd, and walked towards the remote place.

Standing at the intersection of a dead end, Zuo Mufeng smiled and tilted his head slightly, "Aren't you coming out yet?"

　Well!Originally, in the last two days of this month, I wanted to persuade everyone to vote for monthly tickets, but thinking about my grades, it is useless, and the update is salty, so I just forget it!
　　Thanks to nopil for the 500 point reward.

　　Bing Xin Wuming's 100 point reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)