The journey of becoming a god of mushrooms in the ninja world

This young man has a handsome appearance, not the kind of delicate appearance that is popular in modern times, but an ordinary appearance with small eyes and a long face, which seems to be a bit dull.But such an ordinary appearance is also very pleasing to the eye, and he is the type that is easy to like.

And he is very tall, almost 1.8 meters or nine, right?This was considered a minority in an era when the average height was around 1.5 to 1.6 meters.The young man is tall enough, but very thin. Even if he has muscles in his arms and a knife on his waist, it definitely looks like he has done some basic exercise, but it can't fill his overly long body like a willow.

The most classic thing is that this person actually clipped the flute on the other side of his waist. It seemed that he was holding the knife on one side and the flute on the other. It felt like an inexplicable heavenly weapon (idiot).

The young man mentioned ghosts. When he mentioned ghosts, Senju Hashirama immediately thought of his daughter-in-law (?!), an entity that was actually another kind of creature.

But what the young man he had squatted on was obviously not that kind of thing.

"The thing is like this, yesterday evening, an old man knocked on the door of my bedroom - I was shocked, because the servant did not notify someone to come in, let alone let someone who had never seen him break in without permission. It’s the bedroom.”

The youth explained.

"The old man said: 'My master heard that you are good at musical instruments and recently got a guzheng from the Tang Dynasty. I want to compete with you.' I was shocked and wanted to ask him who the master was, but he didn't know at all. After hearing what I said, we directly agreed on a time and place, then turned around and left. I saw that he was running so fast that he even dropped his shoes, so I quickly chased after him, but I still couldn't catch up."

After hearing this, Hashirama asked: "This sounds like an ordinary invitation. Why do you say it's a ghost?"

The young man continued: "There was no way I couldn't catch up to where I was at that time. It was a blind spot and there was no way he could run away from there. I couldn't see the old man, only a frog, so I had to turn around and go back. As a result I found that the shoe I had left behind was gone, and only a leaf rolled into a boat shape was left."

Hashirama nodded: "It sounds quite weird."

The young man sighed: "To be honest, I have a friend who does this all the time. For example, occasionally when I'm walking on the road, a mouse will greet me with his voice. Or when I meet a cat on the road, he suddenly speaks and asks me to take him to his house. Serving wine or something like that. It’s probably a special kind of magic that most people can’t do, but there are always people who can do it.”

Hashirama agreed: "It's like Ninjutsu and Vampire Jutsu."

The young man said: "So I think most of these are invitations from things in that world, either monsters or monsters. Ever since I met my friend, I have begun to feel numb to such things, compared to the beginning." It’s so scary that the feeling of ‘coming back’ in the middle until now is ‘ah, that’s it’.”

Hashirama suggested: "Actually, you should go with your friend who is good at handling this."

The young man nodded: "I originally thought about it, but..."

Hashirama: "But?"

The young man's eyes shone: "That's a guzheng! A guzheng from the Tang Dynasty! I'm not bragging. My friend is quite famous among monsters and ghosts. What if I take him and scare him away? I won't Can’t you see the guzheng and hear the other party playing the guzheng?”

Hashirama did some calculations in his mind and realized that it was Uchiha Madara's passion for ninjutsu.

"Even so, why do you want me to go with you?"

The young man said matter-of-factly: "I think you are strong, you should be able to fight well, and you can run even if you can't fight. The most important thing is that you said you can heal me, and you still owe me a favor?"

Hashirama still thought for a moment before he understood the other party's logic.

The young man who had been making trouble for a long time meant that if he encountered a dangerous situation, the young man wanted Hashirama, who owed him once, to breastfeed him back!

——You still want to go when it’s so dangerous!This is too much study and hard work!

Hashirama agreed: "Okay, I'll go with you as an apology for hurting you just now. So you can also play the guzheng? What kind of musical instrument are you a master of?"

The young man shook his head: "No, I am good at the flute, a little pipa, and a red sandalwood ruanxian (the prototype of the yueqin, with a round box and a long neck, similar to the pipa, also known as the 'Qin Pipa', and the sound is better than the pipa Slightly lower). My grandfather did teach me the guzheng, but he was really not very good at it, let alone even if it is a stringed qin, the instruments from the Tang Dynasty must be different from those in our country."

But the young man really wanted to see with his own eyes the musical instruments from the Tang Dynasty and hear the sound of the guzheng, so he went to the appointment with great fascination.

Hashirama found it quite interesting after hearing this. His first impression of the young man was very good. People with strong interests always exude strong positive energy, and the young man's persistence in the things he likes is somewhat like his good friend. He felt a sense of intimacy.

That's right, whether it's Madara (who is obsessed with ninjutsu), Tobirama (who is obsessed with research) or Onito (who is obsessed with work), the people he is close to seem to be very persistent people. Such people have a firm character and have their own ideals and pursuits. , they are particularly dazzling in their pursuit of their ideals.

The two came to the agreed place, which was under a stone bridge in the countryside some distance away from the city.There should be water under the bridge, but the water in the river fluctuates with the weather. At this time, the water under the bridge is so small that you can walk barefoot into the river without it being up to your ankles, so there is no danger at all.

But the night was cold and no one would want to try to get their shoes wet at night, even in such shallow water.Hashirama and the young man carefully avoided the water traces and walked under the bridge for a while along the thin stream of water, and finally arrived near the bridge hole.

Sure enough, there were already several people there, having a good time and drinking under the moonlight.

This scene is rare even for Hashirama. Generally, ninjas are very organized and disciplined and would not be so unorganized.He couldn't help but glance at the young man - someone who liked musical instruments, especially those who played elegant instruments like the flute and pipa, wouldn't be happy to see such an overly rude scene, right?

But I saw that the young man was fascinated by the guzheng placed casually on the shelf. If the timing hadn't been right, he might have rushed over immediately.

When they saw someone coming, the laughing people stopped and looked at them.

"Yo! The musicians are here!"

"Where's Ling'er? Doesn't Ling'er want to compete with him? Everyone else is here. Where is she?"

……she?

The young man was a little surprised. There were very few female violinists in this era. It should be said that most of the time, women were not allowed to appear in public, let alone play music for others. In that case, they would be regarded as girls who only sell music.

Soon, a beauty with light clothes, beautiful appearance, slender waist and thin legs walked out.

"It makes you laugh. It's rare to get a guzheng from the Tang Dynasty, so I sent someone to invite you to play it. In fact, the competition is just to inspire you to agree. I actually don't know how to play this instrument, and I can only play it. Just leaves.”

After the girl named Ling'er finished speaking, the men who were drinking and fist-fighting laughed loudly, obviously knowing her little thoughts.The woman was not shy and looked at the young man happily and expectantly, obviously wanting to hear the young man play.

The young man had already stepped forward, stretched out his hand to brush the strings and tried the sound.

"A good piano. Although it is a little damp, which makes the aftertaste a little muffled, it is basically not too out of tune."

He tried to tune the piano, tried out the tunes of a few strings, then raised his hand and started playing the piano.

"Ding-ding-dong, ding-ding-dong, ding-dong-"

Column: "..."

Even Hashirama, who doesn't know much about it, can tell that it's not much different from playing cotton, right?I’ve never seen anyone play a tune with one hand. What kind of tune is this? Jingle bells, jingle bells?

The young man played a very monotonous cotton sound with the style of a master and elegant artist.

Crowd:………………

The young man nodded: "Sure enough, the strings are different and I can't play them."

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fall!Then why are you so serious and masterly?

The young man himself also laughed: "I expected that I might make a fool of myself, so I used my best flute to play music to make amends. If you can't play, you can't play. How can you master something that you haven't played before?"

The others also laughed, and repeatedly praised him and asked him to use the flute.

The young man played the flute, and the sound of the flute was as if it captured the heart, making everyone mesmerized.Even Hashirama was lost in thought for a moment, intoxicated by the wonderful sound of the flute.When the song ended, he found that the girl and the drinking men were gone, and only the guqin was placed under the bridge.

Hashirama walked over to take a look and laughed.

"Ha, it seems that they invited you as a guest just so that you can play the piano!"

In the puddle that wasn't too deep, there were a few black-backed fish swimming, and a dragonfly that landed on the grass not far away fluttered its wings after Zhu Jian approached them, and flew around them in a circle Just left.

The young man hesitated: "This... other people's things, it's not good for me to take them without permission, right?"

Hashirama: "...Then let go of Qin and talk again."

The young man holding the piano with both hands and already holding the precious instrument in his arms said: "Tsk. My body moved on its own. I don't know what happened. It moved on its own."

After experiencing such a strange and mysterious thing, neither of them thought it was strange.

In the ninja world where Hashirama lives, even Frog and White Slug can become immortals. Seeing such animals becoming spirits, it is quite acceptable.He even couldn't help but revise that those were not ghosts, but fairies or immortals.

As for the young man, it seems that he has a friend who is too unrestrained and has seen all kinds of strange things, but this is not the strangest thing for him.

"This is really interesting. I will see Qingming tomorrow and I must tell him."

The young man said happily.

Hashirama: "——Wait a minute, who did you just say?"

Young man: "I just said Qingming, ah, I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. You can call me Boya. Qingming is my friend."

Hashirama immediately put his arms around the other person's shoulders: "Friend! Jianghu is here to help! I want to see Lord Seimei, please introduce me to him!"

The young man was surprised: "You want to see Qingming, but you also encounter some kind of monster?"

Hashirama had a serious face, and he turned his hand and took out a handful of mushrooms: "To be honest, I am actually a mushroom-turned-spirit."

Reasonable and convincing