Naruto: Undercover Self-cultivation

Konoha Anbe Dungeon directly below the Hokage Building.

In a clean and hygienic cell, Rin was wearing bear pajamas, with his thighs crossed, lying leisurely on a not-so-soft bed.

This is a boxy, small room of less than ten square meters, without any windows. There is a small sliding window on a door made of special materials.

The window is not big, just wide enough for a plate.

In the room, there is simply an iron bed and an iron table.

On the table, a dim oil lamp lit up the square inch.

On the rest of the table, there were a few empty plates scattered in disorder, and several books with villains on the cover.

Lin Ren leaned on the bed, holding a book in one hand and a bunch of octopus balls in the other, reading the book leisurely by candlelight.

"Squeak!"

A sound of metal rubbing interrupted the tranquility here.

The window in the door was open.

A familiar dog-head mask was revealed.

"Number 233, it's time to eat!" A familiar voice sounded.

Hearing the movement, Lin Ren skillfully threw away the book in his hand, and a carp straightened up and jumped off the bed.

"Yo! Brother Dog! Why are you here?" Greeting enthusiastically, Lin Ren walked to the small window and stretched his neck to look out the window.

Outside, the earth dog took two steps back vigilantly, the corners of his mouth under the mask twitched silently, complaining in his heart.

What do you mean I'm here?

I'm here to bring you food!

The stinking person, who is not honest when he arrives in Anbu Dungeon, even wants to order food.

You see you live this is the life of a prisoner?Open your mouth when you eat, reach out for your clothes, and ask someone to bring you toilet paper after you poop!
Other prisoners are given a military food pill a day, but you are better off. You can eat seaweed rice balls in the morning, meatball stew at noon, and barbecue in the evening!
500 taels is not enough for you to eat!

The more the dog thought about it, the more he got angry. He looked through the window and looked into the prison cell. When he saw the few books that were randomly placed and stained with oil, his heart was bleeding.

asshole!You take good care of my treasures!
If you hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have lent you the "The Tale of Genji" series!

By the way, you don't even have all your hair, yet you want to read adult books?

Lin Ren didn't know that he had vomited so much behind his back, and looked at the dog with excitement.

"Brother Dog, what's for dinner tonight? Is it the charcoal barbecue in Narazaka?"

Hearing this, the face under the earth dog's mask suddenly became weird, glanced at the black lump on the plate in his hand, and said in a low voice.

"No, your sister will give you poof. Love dinner, hey~hey~hey~hey~"

After speaking, he stuffed the plate into the window, closed the window with a click, turned around and left.

Hearing the "giggle giggle" giggles coming from outside the door, his face darkened immediately.

What made him speechless was that the unknown object on the plate was actually darker than his face.

Oh my god~ what the hell is this!
At this moment, Rin Ren felt as if he had returned to the dungeon of the Cult of the Evil God when he held a large bottle of poison for the first time. Now he was the same as that time, hesitant and fearful.

Sighing, Lin Ren held the plate and swallowed the unidentified lumpy object on it whole.

Sticking out her tongue, walking to the bed with crooked eyes and mouth, picked up the adult book she had just read halfway, and lay down on a recline.

It's just that Renren's ears fluttered slightly from time to time.

Time passed, and a day and night passed in the blink of an eye.

The Konoha building above Renren's head was empty at this moment.

All the confidential documents about the village have been transferred to the underground storage room of the intelligence team, and the rest of the place, except for the necessary guards, is no longer the scene of people coming and going in the past.

The sky was getting darker.

Lin Ren still lay on the bed with his eyes closed, silently counting his heartbeats, and muttering softly.

"It has been two days and one night since I was imprisoned in Anbu Dungeon.

During this period, the Anbu patrolled continuously 24 hours a day, and the interval between each patrol was not fixed.

Sometimes, someone passes by the door once in 30 seconds; and sometimes, someone passes by the door only once in 5 minutes, which is completely irregular.

There is still something in the Qianshouban. It seems that the Anbu patrol arrangement should be refreshed randomly every day.

Sure enough, Prince Naruto was able to successfully sneak into the Hokage Building and steal the sealed book at the beginning, it must be because of the connivance of the old man Sarutobi.

But having said that, maybe that sealed book is a fake!Maybe it only records the technique of multiple shadow clones.

After all, the technique above is very unfriendly to Naruto at that age!
Things like Unblocking the Five Elements, Sealing the Ghouls, and Dunjia of the Eight Gates are not good skills.

However, if the sealed book is fake, then it can be explained;

After all, even if Mizuki snatched a technique of multiple shadow clones, it would not be a big problem.

Anyway, if you can't recover the forbidden technique, you can recover the person who knows the forbidden technique! "

Just as people were thinking about it, in the Kingdom of the Moon thousands of miles away, Qianshou Feijian was sitting in a temporary office, carefully looking at a scroll, and an Anbu was half-kneeling in front of him.

This is a piece of information sent from the village, and the content of the information is Renren.

It is not so much information as it is the history of Anbu's blood and tears.

Lin Ren, although he is not noisy, but the meal is terribly accurate, and he is hungry on time, without missing a second.

Whenever Anbu didn't deliver the food in time, this bastard would start banging on the door desperately, clamoring for food.

Then Rinren yelled, and the prisoners in the surrounding cells also yelled.

What the hell is, these prisoners have learned to report the names of dishes from Linren.

Steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chick, roasted goose, stewed salted duck, sauced chicken, bacon, pine flower, small belly, dried meat, sausage, assorted su plate, smoked chicken , white belly, steamed eight-treasure pig, duck stuffed with glutinous rice.

They were full of dish names that they had never heard of before, and the worst thing was that every time this guy reported the dish names, they didn't have the same ones.

Across the scroll, Qianshouban could feel the chilling dissonance.

Resisting the force of complaints gushing out of his heart, Qianshou Fanjian looked at Anbu in front of him.

"Go back and send more people to watch Shuofang Rin for 24 hours. I always feel that this kid has some kind of conspiracy!"

"Yes!" Anbu nodded heavily.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, the time went from six o'clock in the evening to two o'clock in the morning.

In the quiet cell, the candles on the table had burned to the end, leaving only a faint light the size of soybeans, illuminating the square inch of the candlestick. .

In the faint light of the fire, Rin Ren suddenly opened his eyes, with a weird smile on his lips.

"The sealed book, here I come!"