This Hokage is not bloody

Chapter 141 Weird Town
"What a diligent resident of the ghost country! It's still open in the middle of the night!" Yulu looked very excited.

"Well, are they training to soften their muscles and bones?" Yu Shi looked at the various strange-shaped residents in the town. Chest, as if the cervical spine has been broken, but still kneading noodles...

Most of them are limbs bent and moving in various abnormal postures. This posture can only be seen in the martial arts training ground of the Dark Rain Academy when the apprentices practice softening the muscles and bones.

"Chichi! Chichi!! Are your two nerves rubbed with hemp rope? This place is very abnormal, okay!!!" Ju Wan yelled, and the hair all over his body exploded.

"What's abnormal, isn't it just a group of ordinary villagers!" Yu Lu walked forward nonchalantly, followed closely by Yu Shi.

"Where is it normal!!! Have you ever seen someone watching a play with their head in their hands!!!" Kikumaru shouted and stopped in front of the two.

"Is that so?" Yulu pulled out his head and held it in his arms. He was even weirder than this group of people.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi! I don't care about you anymore, we waited outside for him to come back when we were young..." Before Ju Wan could finish speaking, he also dropped his head on his shoulders when he saw the rain, and folded his arms backwards.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, said, is about to bite."

Yu Shi opened Sharingan, "There is no illusion, but they have black, chakra-like energy flow in their bodies."

While speaking, Yulu had already walked into the small town, and the noisy street became quiet for an instant. The villagers stopped their work one after another and turned their heads to look at Yulu.

A child was playing with a ball with his head down. He didn't see the way. He bumped his head into Yulu's body, knocked his head off, and rolled a meter away.

"Little friend, you must put the head back, otherwise it will be dirty if it falls on the ground, and your mother will scold you when you get home." Yulu helped the child put the head back, and fixed it with thin stitches.

"My head... will not fall off! Thank you big uncle!!" The child patted his head twice, and it was really firm.

"Go back!" Yulu stood up and put his head back on his neck.

Yushi also walked to Yulu's side, but Kikumaru was too scared and hid in Yushi's clothes, propping up a huge belly, making him look like a pregnant woman who was pregnant for three years.

"Thank you both... I don't know where you are from?" An old man who was over [-] years old and the back of his head looked like a squished gourd came over, his words were full of vigilance.

"Oh, we are woodcutters from the next town. We accidentally got lost in the middle of the night and entered here by mistake. By the way... you are Uncle Hirata, I used to come here to participate in the autumn festival when I was young, and I ate the yam sauce udon you made Noodles!" Yulu laughed, and recognized the uncle who had set up a stall with him at a glance, but he didn't seem to have aged much.

Uncle Hirata froze for a moment, then looked up at the sky: "It's midnight? It's broad daylight, but you actually know me? I haven't made udon for almost ten years, and now it's my son who makes it. It was mine just now. Grandson, Oda."

"Oh! Is that so? Oda seems a little uncomfortable." Yulu didn't worry about the weather and continued to ask.

"Hey...it's a long story." Uncle Hirata couldn't explain it.

"Ah, I'm just hungry, let's have two bowls of udon noodles and talk slowly." Yulu turned to the noodle stall next to him.

"Heisei, two guests are here, serve two bowls of udon noodles!" Uncle Hirata shouted to his son.

"Is it a guest?! I haven't had a guest for many years! I must make the most delicious udon noodles! Hehehehe!" Heisei threw his head to the back of his neck to avoid the blood dripping from his nostrils Dripping into the noodles, his proficient skills allow him to release the delicious taste even if he has no vision.

After a while, two bowls of udon noodles in yam sauce were brought to the table, with an egg and full of char siu beef cubes lying on top.

"Please enjoy it slowly!" Heisei said enthusiastically.

"Thank you." Yulu brought both bowls of noodles to Yu Shi, and Yu Shi patted Ju Wan, but Ju Wan refused to come out no matter what.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Heisei asked.

"My throat is uncomfortable." Yulu touched his broken neck.

"What a pity..."

When it was raining, I picked up the chopsticks and smelled the delicious smell, and prepared to eat without hesitation.

"Crack!" The old man Hirata pulled out his cigarette pipe and wanted to knock on the rain, but he knocked his hand on the table.

"Hey... the child is still too impatient, he forgot to pray to Lord Demon!" Hirata narrowed his eyes slightly.

The atmosphere froze for an instant, and when it was raining, his hand slowly moved to the hilt of the sword, and suddenly, like a ghost, he clasped his hands and closed his eyes and prayed:
"Dirty reality, pure land in the underworld, pain for the living, peace for the dead..."

"It's actually the clergyman! Xiaomin offended the clergyman with blind eyes, please forgive me!" Suddenly Hirata and Heisei father and son knelt down and bowed down.

"No need to do this, we are just passing by." Yulu quickly helped the two of them up.

When it was raining, I picked up chopsticks and continued to eat noodles. I have to say that the yam juice is thick and refreshing, the noodles are very firm, and the beef is plump. It is a delicacy that cannot be eaten outside 200 taels.

"Uncle, tell me what happened here. When I came here more than ten years ago, it was different." Yulu asked.

"Hey... the original witches abandoned us, and the life of the villagers who lost their blessings became more and more difficult. Without the witches, they had to carry their illnesses by themselves, and there was no water source for food irrigation. The most serious thing was that all kinds of wild beasts and ghosts attacked the villagers... "

"If it weren't for the appearance of Lord Sacrifice, our town would have been destroyed by the attack of ghosts. Thank you, Lord Demon, thank you, Lord Sacrifice..." The two drew an inverted triangle in the air, clasped their hands together, and began to praise the sprites.

"Ghosts? Are there any more?" When Yulu glanced at Yu, he didn't seem to be listening at all, and he was already eating his second bowl of udon noodles.

"It's similar to a human being, but it doesn't feel pain, it doesn't have a mind, it only thinks about attacking people, and it won't kill it no matter how hard it is. Thanks to the demons, the priest has already driven them away." The two were grateful.

"Evil Corpse." Yulu frowned, feeling that the matter was not simple.

"But how did you... get sick?" Yulu touched his neck, implying that they were strange.

"Hey, it started more than ten years ago when a group of bastards who claimed to be Konoha ninjas came to our village, and we received them warmly. Unexpectedly, after one night, they left behind a plague curse, We all got sick, and even the priest couldn't cure us..." Uncle Hirata held his grandson in his arms, tears streaming down his face.

(End of this chapter)