Naruto: Undercover Self-cultivation

"Feed some pig food to these cubs, at least let them survive tonight!"

Who?
Who is speaking?

Did I get drunk and sleep on the street?

Rin Ren slowly opened his eyes, and everything he saw was pitch black, the familiar ceiling was gone, and the familiar incandescent lamp was also gone.Only the dimly lit oil lamps in the aisle outside the dark iron fence brought the slightest light to the place.

what happened?

Lin Ren shivered, sat up, looked around quickly, and his heart suddenly thumped.

Everything that comes into view is not familiar to me!
The cages were separated by iron fences, and the ground beneath them was cold and tense. In the huge cages, children in ragged clothes curled up and huddled together!
This!
Looking down at his immature but not delicate little hands, he immediately sweated profusely.

"Me! My motherfucker must be six or seven years old!"

If it's not a dream, something is wrong!

These hands are not the rough and freehand hands I used to have. Obviously, these are not my body.

Most importantly, the intense and fiery hunger in my stomach told me that this was not a dream!

"This shit"

Putting down his arms, a bitter smile appeared on the corners of Rin Ren's mouth, and he lay back weakly, unable to accept it for a while.

He can confirm that he has crossed.

Suppressing hunger, Lin Ren closed his eyes tightly, trying to find out the memory of his predecessor from this body. What's wrong with him is that the brain of his predecessor was completely blank, and it was almost cleaner than the toilet paper beside his bed.

"My money, money!"

Rinren is no stranger to time travel. In his previous life, he was doing sales work. Besides talking to clients, his favorite thing to do was to read novels. Experience countless wonderful traversers.

But when it was his turn, Lin Ren said that he really didn't want to time travel!

At least let me spend the tens of thousands of dollars I have saved up so hard!

When he thought of his own money lying in the dry and cold safe like himself, his heart ached and it was hard to breathe.

However, after all, he is still a person who has experienced severe beatings from society, and knows the truth of bowing his head when he should bow his head; time travel, such a bizarre thing, is not a reality that he can resist at present.

Thinking of this, his mentality gradually calmed down.

"It's okay, it's okay, I didn't get rid of the memory of my previous life, otherwise I wouldn't have anything to play."

You know, Lin Ren was a well-known salesman in his previous life. He had faced numerous difficulties from customers and Party A's father, and his mentality was stable, which was the basis for his survival.

Silently adjusting his mentality, Rinto recalled everything he saw after waking up.

The dark and windowless cage, the cold and damp ground, the stale and smelly air but not cold, and the ragged children all revealed coldness and misery.

The only conclusion Rin can draw at the moment is that this place is underground.

Combined with the illegally imprisoned children, including myself, this is probably not the secret base of some transnational black organization!

Just as Lin Ren was meditating, there was a sudden and piercing knocking sound.

"Clang clang clang!"

Suddenly he was shocked.

"Made, are you ghosts? You walk without making a sound?" Lin Ren muttered in a low voice, then opened his eyes.

By the faint candlelight, he saw a ruthless middle-aged man in a gray linen tunic and wearing hole socks-like clothes, constantly knocking on the iron fence with a wooden stick. An iron turban with strange patterns engraved on it is tied.

The middle-aged man poured handfuls of black balls into the cage with a blank expression, spreading all over the floor.

Lin Ren was lying close to the cage, sat up, picked up one at random, looked at the back of the middle-aged man, and whispered: "I'm afraid this guy has some serious illness, he made socks into clothes If you wear it inside, you're either perverted or gay."

As he was talking, Rin Ren suddenly froze, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and his pupils slowly dilated.

I. I seem to have seen this kind of clothes!
In the next second, the two big characters Hokage popped out of his mind, and a storm surged in his heart.

Suddenly, he remembered the sentence he heard before he woke up. The pronunciation was obviously no different from that of the AVI in the AVI that he often studied.

The turban with the iron piece on the middle-aged man's head just now is probably a forehead protector!
Thinking of this, Lin Ren lowered his head to look at the black ball in his hand, and his teeth suddenly became sour.

no no no!Not sure yet, maybe that guy just now is a pervert who reads as gender cognitive disorder and writes as transvestite!

In the cage, the children scrambled to snatch the black balls in the ground. The children who snatched the balls immediately stuffed them into their mouths and continued to join the scrambling team.

Soon, the balls on the ground disappeared, and Lin Ren obviously noticed that many children snatched more than one, and they all carefully hid them, curled up in a corner, and stared at the people around them vigilantly.

The children who didn't grab it stared greedily and longingly at the people around them, and a few of them stared at Linren's hand holding the ball with green eyes.It was hard to imagine that this group of children, who were only seven or eight years old, would have such vicious eyes.

"Hoo!" With a soft sound and chewing, the green light in the eyes of the children around Rin Ren shifted.

Rin Ren swallowed the ball, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world.

I only have one, and my stomach is burning with hunger, so let's take care of my own first.

After eating a ball, after a while, the feeling of fullness hits, and a warm feeling rises in the stomach.Lin Ren smacked his mouth twice, feeling amazed in his heart.

Although the taste is not very good, like eating a mouthful of mud, but the effect is outstanding, one meal is worth a meal.

Feeling the gradually easing stomach pain, Rin Ren moved his body away from the children who were already beating, found a quiet corner against the wall, and tried hard to recall the Naruto episodes he had seen.

Don't want to know, just want to startle.

"Fucking shit, why is my mind full of 'I would like to call you the strongest', 'I carry a bag of rice on several floors, spicy, sweet and salty', it's terrible! I've watched too many hot-blooded clips!"

Muttering, the corners of Rin Ren's mouth slowly turned up, and he sighed softly.

"Youth!"

As the candlelight gradually dimmed, Rinren also closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the sleepy Rin Ren was suddenly awakened by a harsh knocking sound.

Outside the cage, stood an old man in a white coat, followed by four or five guys dressed as ninjas. The middle-aged man who delivered food to the children of Rinren was holding a wooden stick and banging on the iron fence vigorously.

"Get up, get up for me! Stand by the cage!"

The middle-aged man roared loudly, his dark eyes were full of fierceness.

The children in ragged clothes woke up one after another. They huddled together like frightened lambs. They got up and hid in the crowd with their heads down. They watched every move of the people outside the iron fence from the corner of their eyes.

"Squeak." There was a harsh friction sound, and the cage door was opened.

"Come out! Hurry up!" The middle-aged man still knocked fiercely, making a loud bang bang.

Lin Ren was still mixed in the crowd, and amidst the scolding, he followed the leader, the old man in the white coat, into a narrow passage that could not be seen at the end.

In the huge underground cave, water drops dripped from the stalactites on the top; in the center of the cave, a huge stone platform was soaked with mottled dark red blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In front of the stone platform, a tightly-shielded man wrapped in a cloak, with his hands behind his back, stared expressionlessly at the huge raised stone platform in front of him.

"Master Ine Yusuke, the sacrifice to Lord Evil God is ready!"

Behind the man, the guy dressed as a ninja knelt on the ground, his tone full of reverence and fanaticism.

The cloaked man known as Ine Isamu nodded silently, still with his back on his back, and a hoarse voice sounded.

"What about the container?"

The ninja immediately lowered his head and said, "It's all ready, this time I prepared 150 containers."

Only then did Ine Isamu nodded significantly, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with this number.

"Go and prepare, Lord Cthulhu will remember your efforts!"

Hearing this, the half-kneeling ninja suddenly showed uncontrollable joy on his face.

There were crowds of people, and a large number of children were driven out of the dark hole in all directions. The expressionless cultists waved their whips, wantonly indulging in their tyranny.

Soon, the sallow and emaciated children were driven to the huge altar in the center of the cave, crowding and panicking, waiting for an unknown fate.

Wearing a hood and tightly wrapped, Ine Isao looked at the embarrassed children on the stage, his bloodshot eyes were full of enthusiasm, and he kept chanting low-pitched crazy words.

As the children were ready, the entrance of the cave that had just been deserted was filled with people again, but this time, countless adults with numb and haggard faces poured out of the cave.

In addition to men, women, and gray-haired old men, they have different looks, genders, and ages. The only thing they have in common is a pair of white eyes.

Staggering like zombies, the group surrounded the altar.

Seeing the sacrificial offerings and containers in place, Ine Isamu lifted his hood, revealing a hideous face full of ferocious scars, eyes full of bloodshot eyes and fanaticism.

"Ahahaha! Start the sacrifice!"

Following the ear-piercing screams of Ine Isamu, the guards in ninja uniforms faced the direction of the central altar, knelt down on their knees, lowered their heads, and bursts of soul-stirring blasphemy came out of their murmured lips. voice.

Standing on the altar, Linren suddenly felt his world spinning, as if the whole world was distorted;
Even the head, as if it had been rusted, functioned incomparably obscurely.

"Damn...religionist, I can't move anymore! I have to save myself!"

Although I don't know what this group of abnormal guys are doing, but I can be sure that what they are doing must not be a good thing.

Just when Rinren was struggling desperately, trying to regain control of his body.

A cruel scene took place.

The cultists pulled out a handful of ferocious torture instruments of various shapes and dark red colors from nowhere, and rushed into the crowd of adults like a meat grinder, creating a storm of bright red flesh and blood.

Ordinary people are no match for this group of ninjas, let alone these ordinary people have no sense of resistance, and they didn't even utter a scream.

Soon, the ground was stained red with blood, and the stone platform was full of stumped limbs and broken arms.

Jinge Yu closed his eyes, enjoying the smell of blood in the air, and suddenly, his bloodshot eyes opened suddenly, and his hateful face twisted extremely.

"Not enough, not enough! There are too few sacrifices! Kill some of the containers!"

A sharp roar sounded, and the cultists grinned grinningly, brandishing their instruments of torture, and rushed up to the stone platform;
Seeing this, cold sweat broke out on Lin Ren's back.

But the body, like a rusty machine, creaked and was difficult to move.

Seeing that the blood-stained ax blade was about to slash his neck, he was so anxious that his eye sockets seemed to be torn apart.

"Move! Get out of the way!"

A hysterical roar resounded through the cavern.

The thread in the body jumped to the limit, and with a soft 'thump' sound, the intense desire to survive broke the shackles of the body.

Immediately, his body quickly fell backwards, narrowly avoiding the head blow of the cultist.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the ferocious ghost-like face of the cultist reappeared, and the ax in his hand seemed to have no weight, cutting through the air at an extremely fast speed, chasing after his neck.

His stern eyes suddenly shrank to the size of a needle point, looking at the ax blade that was getting closer and closer to him, his heart was filled with despair for a moment.

Done
As the sharp ax blade slashed across, Renren felt his world spinning for a while, as if he was thrown into the air, and then landed heavily, making a muffled 'dong'.

In his gradually blackened and blurred vision, a familiar headless body slowly toppled over, stirring up layers of dust.

Made!The corpses are separated!I'm dead!