Naruto: My heart is as high as the sky, I want to become a god

"cost?"

Brother Cheng pretended to be confused, but his eyes were fixed on Ishihara Jonin, as if he was sensitive to him asking this question.

Seeing Zhixiong being so wary of him, Ishihara was not surprised but overjoyed. He patted him on the shoulder and shook him several times, "Think about it, think about it."

"Senior Ishihara, why do you ask this? It's been a long time, I don't remember it."

Brother Cheng felt a little nervous and his body had begun to tense up. This matter has been going on for some time, why are you bringing this up now? Want to settle old scores?

Damn it, why didn’t the main body remind me?

"Haha~ Don't be nervous. I'm just checking to see if you are really Zhixiong. How about I tell you something first?"

Brother Cheng nodded, indicating that he should start first, so that he could make a judgment based on the development of the matter.

Ishihara Jonin stared at Shixiong's eyes and rolled his eyes: "That day at the desk, you took the list and I corrected it for you."

After speaking, he stared at Zhixiong intently: "What projects did I change at that time?"

Only he and Zhixiong knew about this matter. If the Zhixiong in front of him couldn't answer, don't blame him for being cruel.

At the same time as his mind changed, Ishihara Jonin looked calm and calm on the surface, but secretly his muscles were tense and ready to take action at any time.

"Senior Ishihara, what are you doing? Are you trying to settle the score with me?"

Brother Cheng is still not ready to cooperate. Who knows why he came so late.

Ishihara Jonin was a little angry at the sight, Brother Cheng was too embarrassed and disrespectful.

Then he said slowly: "I remember it seemed to be the genin's medical expenses. You paid more at that time..."

Ishihara Jounin stared at Shixiong, waiting for him to tell the price, and subconsciously touched the dagger with his right hand.

Unfortunately, he suddenly said: "I don't know why you are here at night. Here is a piece of paper. You write down the medical expenses on it, and I will write one too. Let's exchange notes. Do you think it's okay?"

Ishihara nodded patiently, took the note from Shixiong, touched it on his arm, took a pen and wrote two words on the note and then quickly folded it.

He raised his head and looked at Shixiong, and found that he had already folded it in his hand. This kid's hand speed was really fast. He felt this way in his heart. Ishihara Jounin threw the note over and caught the note from Shixiong at the same time. .

He couldn't wait to open the note, and there were two clear words on it.

"Whoo~"

Ishihara Jonin breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Shixiong, and the atmosphere between the two became visibly harmonious.

Since they are all acquaintances, then...

"Bang~"

A loud crash hit Zhixiong's head, causing him to hiss and rub his forehead in pain.

"Why are you running out when you don't sleep in the middle of the night? You don't know it's dangerous outside."

Ishihara Jonin looked at Shixiong with an angry look on his face. Didn't he know that Yinxu wanted to kill him?

If he hadn't tried his best to stop 'Yinxu', Zhixiong's medical skills might have been buried somewhere in the desert.

"Jōnin Ishihara, you?"

If the main body hadn't said hello in advance, Brother Cheng would have had to be whipped with an illusion for his bad temper.

"What am I, okay, if you have nothing to do, go to bed early"

After Ishihara Jonin scolded him, as if nothing happened, Shi Shiran left the room and closed the door for him thoughtfully.

"Hey, I... I can bear it!"

Brother Cheng confirmed that Ishihara Jonin had left the house, muttered a few words, and his body gradually disappeared.

On the other side, inside Yinxu Jōnin's house.

Zhixiong was still tidying up the house hard. Just now, Jōnin Ishihara didn't hold anything back. Although there were no flowers and plants in the house, there were still chairs and benches.

In the small room, fragments of tables, chairs and benches were lying on the floor. Seeing the ghost, he could definitely put together a second set of tables, chairs and benches.

"Bah, bah, bah"

Zhixiong spit out the dust in his mouth. If he left like this, the people at the post would definitely doubt what happened tonight.

Ishihara Jounin treated him like this, but he couldn't give him trouble.

Before they finished cleaning up, the light in the room dimmed, and Ishihara came over with a cold face.

Before Zhixiong could speak, he said first: "I don't care what mission you take, here! I am the commander of the post."

Ishihara Jonin turned around and pointed at Shixiong's house, "He is a good friend of mine. If you dare to use these disgusting tricks again, I will personally go back to Konoha and sue you in front of the Fourth Hokage. Don't think that you can control the Ninja Eagle." Block messages”

"No, no, it's all for Konoha"

Shixiong smiled mockingly and said a lot of soft words before coaxing Ishihara Jonin out.

It seems that the outpost is not quiet either. Danzo dares to have the idea of ​​​​a ninja at the outpost. He does not believe it without the connivance of his good friend Sandai.

But these have little to do with him. No matter how long Danzo's claws can be extended, if they interfere with him, they must be cut off with a knife. He is not used to it.

With great difficulty, the messy tables, chairs and benches were piled together, and the room was also cleaned up.

When he came outside, he felt a line of sight focused on him. He looked up and saw a lonely figure squatting on the opposite roof under the bright moonlight.

Well, it looks like I have to find another place to sleep tonight.

He took a broom to sweep some unfinished soil at the door into a pile, and kicked the deformed door a few times to repair it.

"Kang Dang"

After closing the door hard, the whistling wind poured in from the gap, and a lot of sand and dust quickly accumulated in the room.

The work just now was in vain, Zhixiong frowned.

He looked at the yellow broom behind the door, and then at his freshly washed hands. Forget it, tonight's mission was over. I guess Inoue was lucky.

Inoue Jōnin, who had escaped the disaster, had already fallen asleep.

Yinxu has already started to take action, and he can't delay it too long here. He is going to find a reason in these few days to let all the famous people in the team leave this beautiful world.

Early the next morning, Ishihara Jonin, who usually didn't care much about other things, sent someone to call Inoue and "Yinxu" over.

In the huge room, the other ninjas working in the office were called out, leaving only the three of them.

Ishihara Jounin told them with a straight face that according to the forecast from the lookout booth, there would soon be a sandstorm that was rare in many years and the level was very high.

For the sake of the safety of the post, he suggested that the post personnel should seize the time to take preventive measures. As for patrolling, they can temporarily make the lookout booth a little harder.

Zhixiong pretended to be Yinxu and nodded in agreement.

There are only three or four kittens left in the team, and it is expected that they will be reorganized soon. He is happy to see what the team will develop into by then.

Inoue next to him did not doubt Yinxu's identity, and was thinking about how to reasonably arrange for the attrition of team members.