The Strongest Naruto Never Cut

Chapter 67 Those who steal my male sex can discuss it!

Three days later, Terumi Mei's team's assassination plan has entered the implementation stage.

"Kumano Temple is currently recruiting young novice monks. You go to apply. You come here and find a way to lure Anayama Ichiro. When you act, you only have one chance to make a move. No matter whether you succeed or not, you must retreat immediately. We will meet you outside! "

Zai Bu Zhan told them that they had planned many details of their actions in the past few days.If the plan goes well, even if the opponent is a Jonin, he will die!
"Hold this bottle of medicine. This kind of poison is colorless and tasteless. You can find a chance to put it in the target's food and drink, and it can restrict the flow of his chakra." Terumi Mei took out a bottle of medicine from his body and stuffed it into Musashi's hand, Poison that even Jonin can't detect is probably worth a lot!
"Be careful!"

"Understood!" Musashi gave the two of them a firm look, signaling them to rest assured.

After Musashi turned to leave, Terumi Mei sighed leisurely, turned his head and asked Zabuza.

"Will this method really work?"

You must know that Anayama Ichiro is a Jonin strength, let Musashi go to assassinate alone, if the other party finds out, it will be no different from sending him to death.

Zabuzhan's gaze flickered, making it difficult for people to figure out his true thoughts.

"Don't worry! I don't believe it, a dog can be cured to eat shit!"

Wearing light makeup and plain clothes, Musashi arrived at the gate of Kumano Temple.

He found the steward of the monastery, and after he expressed his intention to come, he was successfully retained and became a young novice monk.

In a place like the Land of Water, it is very hopeless to be a young novice monk.

The country is turbulent, there are few tourists in the temple all year round, and the incense money is naturally pitiful, not to mention the heavy physical labor.

So when the elegant Musashi appeared in the temple and said that he could not be paid, the steward was willing to keep him.

Young novice monks are the lowest level of monks. Generally speaking, they can only do some chores and hard labor, and they are not allowed to practice formally. Generally speaking, they are small roles that no one cares about.

However, the arrival of Musashi caused a sensation. A handsome novice came to the temple. The news spread throughout the entire Kumano Temple within a day.

In the troubled times of the ninja world, those who choose to work in temples are usually children from poor families.

Although the scenery on the mountain is good, but there is not a single woman to be seen throughout the year, and a wind of Longyang has swept the entire temple since I don't know when.

Many monks came to talk to Musashi under the pretext of business, their eyes full of ambiguity and hints.

After finishing his work every day, Musashi also had to deal with harassment from his seniors.At the end of the day, with his near-Chunin willpower, he even felt that he was on the verge of collapse.
"If you don't kill this guy, it will be hell here." After the work, Musashi rested alone in the room, he said through gritted teeth.

Since there are few disciples in Kumano Temple, everyone can have an independent house, which is the only benefit.

His face turned even paler because of excessive anger.If it wasn't for the forbearance in his heart, he wouldn't have come to such a place where filth is hidden!
"After I finish the task, I will find a reason to rectify it before I kill it, and let him know that rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry!"

When Musashi was thinking about some dark plans angrily, he suddenly heard a conversation.He got up alertly and looked through the crack of the window.

"Junior brother, I heard that our academy recently recruited a new student, where is he now?"

I have to say that Ichiro Anayama, the abbot, acted very professionally, and even the younger brother who had been with him for many years didn't notice anything wrong.

"Brother, what's the matter? Do you have any thoughts about him?" The consul didn't expect the little novice to startle the abbot, and he smiled ambiguously at Ichiro Anayama.

"Hehe, I guess I misunderstood. As the abbot, I should take care of the new disciples." Anayama Ichiro recited the Buddha's name and explained.

"It seems that my cultivation level is not enough, and I misunderstood the brother's good intentions." The consul apologized and pointed out the direction for Ichiro Anayama.

"Looks like this little novice is going to make a fortune, but unfortunately I haven't had a chance yet."

Watching Ichiro leave, the consul murmured.

Wearing a decent monk robe, Ichiro Anayama walked unhurriedly towards Musashi's residence.

He only learned the news yesterday that a handsome young novice came to the temple, with light makeup, looking like a pure white lotus flower.

After hearing this description, he immediately wanted to come and visit him, but unfortunately, after becoming the abbot, he was entangled in business affairs, which has been delayed until now.

In order to avoid the pursuit of Kirigakure Anbe for the past few years, Anayama Ichiro has been keeping a low profile.He is obviously a jonin, but he has to hide and live a life like a mouse.

This fugitive life did not come to an end until he murdered the former abbot and captured Kumano Temple.

As the saying goes, Ichiro Anayama's mind becomes restless when he is full of warmth and thinking about YY. Unfortunately, he has high vision and has not found a suitable candidate.

Famous geisha only hang out in luxurious places like Nanachome Restaurant, where the guests are celebrities from all over the world, wealthy businessmen, or powerful ninjas. If you are a wanted criminal, you will die within a few minutes.

"I hope I won't be disappointed this time." Anayama Ichiro was thinking, and he had arrived at his destination.

He wanted to knock on the door and go in, but just as he was about to take a step, he found that the window of the room was half open, revealing a faint scene.

Ichiro Anayama licked his lips, moved his steps, and quietly came to the window without making a sound.

After seeing the scenery inside clearly, his breathing became a bit heavy for an instant, and he almost couldn't hold it back.

In the room, Musashi was kneeling on the ground, with his back bare, putting on makeup in front of the mirror.The side face that was accidentally revealed made people immediately startled.

Anayama Ichiro felt the blood in his body boil, and the patience of the past few years had paid off. He did not expect that he would meet a beautiful young man here.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist chant interrupted Musashi who was dressing up.

He saw in the mirror that the abbot of Kumano Temple appeared behind him at some point.

"Abbot. Sorry. Me."

Musashi stood up in a panic, put on his clothes to block the large expanse of white snow, and then saluted respectfully.

"Good good good good!"

"The poor monk heard that he had recently recruited a group of disciples, so he came to visit him before!"

Anayama Ichiro saw that Musashi had put on his clothes, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but in order to maintain his image, he had no choice but to talk nonsense.

(End of this chapter)