The main Hokage man will only hinder my speed in making hand seals

Izuna picked up a pen and wrote a letter to Haruka, briefly explaining the trouble and asking her when she would be back.

The red-eyed crow turned into black mud and swallowed the letter. Then it turned back into a bird, flapped its wings and flew away to an unknown distance outside the window.

This is the crow that Qinghe left behind specially, just in case someone needs to find her for something important.

"Well, just do what you need to do and wait for news." Izuna had already done everything he could, so he sent them away.

"Thank you, Lord Izuna!" Uchiha Mikoto was the first to respond.

She hugged the fox tightly in her arms, her eyes gentle: "Sasuke, Naruto, how about eating tomato hotpot today?"

Sasuke hadn't fully recovered yet, but the feeling of regaining what he had lost made him unable to refute: "Yeah, I like tomatoes."

After sending them away, Izunai had no job anymore.

He thought about it and prepared to go and check on Madara's situation.

jingle--

A crisp bell sounded outside the door.

Izuna was a little surprised. Did Haruka come back so early this time? He thought it would take at least half a year.

But when he pushed the door open, he found something was wrong.

At the edge of an ornamental pond, a white-haired girl stood in water up to her ankles.

She twisted her waist and danced gracefully, and the bells tied to the ends of her hair made pleasant sounds as she moved.

She turned around and saw Izuna not far away, so she stopped.

The girl put her hands behind her back and trotted towards Izunai: "Oh, sorry for making a fool of myself. You won't tell anyone, will you? You are the best~"

Izuna's expression changed from disgust to shock. What was he doing? Where did this idiot come from? Why was he trying to get close to her for no apparent reason?

Moreover, Izuna felt that she looked familiar and felt a little bit nauseous.

"Who are you?" There was a sharp flash in Izunai's eyes.

Being able to sneak into the main island quietly, it seems that he is not a good person.

"Guess what?" The girl chuckled.

She stretched out her hand to put it on Izuna, but Izuna ruthlessly dodged it.

"Why are you like this? That's too much." The girl had a cold face but her tone was still like a coquettish one.

Izuna narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the girl carefully.

It seems like I've seen the outfit before and the way of speaking is somewhat similar.

He seemed to know why he felt vaguely familiar.

Quannai laughed sarcastically and exposed the girl's identity: "A follower of Besil?"

He remembered what Qinghe had told him before, that Bexil was a god with bubbles in his brain, and that Bexil had a group of believers with bubbles in their brains.

Now it seems that there is indeed a bubble.

"Stop learning it, it's disgusting." Izunai couldn't bear it at all.

What kind of crazy brain circuit could someone come up with to imitate Haruka to seduce him?

It's totally unscrupulous and has no moral bottom line at all.

The girl seemed to have been hit in a sore spot. She couldn't laugh, but glared at Izunai fiercely: "Humph, the followers of the false god are really as unpleasant as her."

"What you learned is nothing like her. It's just a poor imitation." Izuna continued to poke at her sore spot.

Qinghe wouldn't be so easily broken down, and certainly wouldn't be so obsessed with desire.

The most important thing is that even when dancing, Qinghe would only think that he danced very well instead of pretending to make a fool of himself.

The girl's expression became extremely embarrassed, if it wasn't for...

A mere false god, how could she be worthy of imitating him!

The girl suppressed her desire to destroy the gods and forced a smile: "Don't you understand? The false gods will be punished eventually, so you should turn to the light as soon as possible."

“You don’t think she’s helping you, do you?” The girl covered her mouth and giggled, “Don’t be silly. To the false god, you are all pawns.”

Izunai didn't understand what false gods and true gods were. He only knew that the other party was playing dirty tricks and he was planning to join in the fun.

Let him think about it, what should Qinghe do if he finds Bexil's followers? Oh, kill them all.

The followers under the gods are all at the same level, there is no rule of suppression, and Besil's believers are all weak in combat and can be crushed to death by force.

The girl continued to chatter. She couldn't bear to see these ignorant mortals being deceived any more. "What do you think she is?"

She didn't need Izunai's answer and was happy to clear his confusion for him: "She is just a carrier of rules created by the king. She is not a human being and has no emotions at all."

"What you think is good is just her disguise. She wants to become a human, so she gains experience from humans."

The girl sighed sympathetically: "How sad, you will all become nutrients to nourish her strength in the end."

"She wanted to kill God in order to truly ascend to the throne of God. You are just consumables kept in captivity."

"When her divinity devours the last bit of humanity, that will be the day you die."

The girl felt that now that she had made things so clear, the believers of the false god should no longer be stubborn.

She cleared her throat and prepared to win over Izunai: "You are still useful to her now, so you can get close to her. As long as you stop her plan, I am willing to let the king grant you a true miracle."

"Are you done?" Izuna's tone was flat, without any ups and downs.

A samurai sword pierced the girl's heart from behind, and what appeared behind her was Izuna's shadow clone.

The girl opened her eyes wide in disbelief, her face full of resentment: "You! You will pay for your stupidity!"

"Just wait...hahaha...the true face of the false god...wait until your death...you will regret it..."

The sharp blade circled around the girl's heart and was then pulled out cleanly.

The girl fell to the ground, her eyes open.

Just as Izuna was about to ask someone to come and drag the body over for dissection, the girl's body suddenly decomposed into light particles and then disappeared without a trace.

"Tsk." Izunai felt a little uneasy. He felt that things were becoming complicated.

Inhuman things, false gods, etc.

Should I tell Qinghe what happened here first? Izumi was about to go back to the office when she remembered that the crow that brought the message had just left.

-

Maple Village.

A huge bright moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the quiet night and the people in the house.

Dazai had insomnia today and couldn't fall asleep, so he got up and went out for a walk.

The night wind was very cool, blowing away some of the depression in my heart.

Dazai stood at the door of Haruka's room for a while. There was no light in her room, so she must have been asleep.

Bored Dazai couldn't find anything to do, so he started wandering around with nothing to do.

There seemed to be a faint sound of bells in the wind. After thinking it over, Dazai decided to follow the source of the sound and leave the village.

The sound of the bell only appears when the wind blows. Dazai walked and stopped, and finally got closer and closer to the source of the sound.

In the open space outside Maple Village, a white figure was lying on a dead tree.

The blue-white hair falls naturally, and the bells at the end of the hair sway gently in the wind.

"Oh, can't sleep? Do you want to chat?" Dazai spoke abruptly while standing under the tree.

Qinghe on the tree remained lying on his back and said casually, "I fell asleep."

"Xiao Qinghe hid outside the village because you don't want to pay attention to me?" Dazai said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Other than that, he couldn't think of any reason why she wasn't in her room so late at night but was sleeping on the dead tree.

Is it because the air is better here?

"That's not the case, because you can see more here." Qinghe answered his question very patiently.

Hearing this, Dazai also looked up at the sky.

Apart from the moon and a few clouds, there was almost nothing else in the sky, even the stars were very few.

Speaking of which, Qinghe seems to find a place to look at the sky when she has nothing to do, whether it is day or night. What is she looking at?

Practice makes perfect, Dazai decided to climb to the same position to see for himself.

This dead tree was much harder to climb than it looked, and Dazai finally climbed to the same height and was about to slowly move over to Haruka's side.

"?" Haruka finally shifted her focus to Dazai.

He is so big, why does he need to move onto this not-so-thick branch?

Haruka felt the branches shaking, and she tried to stop Dazai tactfully: "Why don't you just ask directly?"

Dazai paused and stopped moving.

"You..." You weren't like this before.

The question just started but ended with no further context. What was she like before?

The inexplicable emotions in my heart occupy a larger area.

Dazai calmly corrected himself, "What are you looking at?"

This question is easy to answer.

Qinghe stretched his hand toward the sky, spread his five fingers, and the joy in his tone was obvious: "I'm watching the struggle of the meteorite before it crashes."

As soon as she finished speaking, a meteor streaked across the sky.