Konoha Soul World lottery system

"All ninjas of Amegakure, from now on, I am your new leader Payne." Tiandao's calm voice spread throughout the ninja village, "Those who want to resist, come out and fight me. This is your only chance. .”

"Because I will kill everyone who has anything to do with Hanzo."

The ninjas who threw away their weapons took up their weapons again, for the dead leader and for their own lives.

One corpse after another fell at Tiandao's feet, supporting his body to stand higher and higher.

Someone tried to escape, but was caught back by the suction force erupting from Tiandao's hand, and the black rod pierced the body.

The rain fell on the ground, raising drops of scarlet red.

"God is never kind." The old man slowly exhaled smoke with a sad expression.

Qian Shu tilted her head and asked in confusion, "Why do you say that?"

"Gods are omnipotent. This kind of existence is destined to be impossible to be compassionate. If it is compassionate, it is by no means omnipotent."

Qianshu gave a thumbs up, "That's right, it's loud and doesn't stink."

"Qian Shu" Shizune understood Qian Shu's voiceover, grabbed his collar and hid him behind her back, and explained with a blush, "He didn't say you farted."

Dolphin covered his eyes speechlessly.

The place where the few people were was a small mountain village. After bidding farewell to Jiraiya, they continued traveling.

The difference from before was that Tsunade no longer used gambling as before, but consciously began to search for information about evil spirits.

I heard that a mountain god appeared here, and several people rushed over immediately.

People in the village make a living by hunting, and occasionally open up wasteland to grow food.

But it is a mountainous area after all, so it is difficult to grow some vegetables. If you want to fill your stomach, you still have to go hunting in the mountains.But recently, the wild beasts on the mountain are hiding somewhere, causing many people to return without success.

But at this moment, a mountain god appeared and asked the villagers to pay tribute to their children.

The mountain gods will ensure their prey.

"How did this start?" Tsunade frowned, this was something that shouldn't have started at all.

"A few months ago, the first child entered the mountain." The old man pointed to his forehead. "The child grew a sharp point here. It was soft and emitted green light at night. After he entered the mountain, he did not come back. After that, the harvest in the village became better."

"Did he go there on his own, or was he sent there by you?" Tsunade's eyes narrowed.

The old man smiled kindly and said, "As you can tell, our ancestors have lived here for generations, and every household is like a relative. How could we send our children to the mountains?"

Tsunade stared at the old man for a while without saying anything, and finally closed her eyes and said coldly, "Get ready for the reward."

"That's natural," the old man stood up and left. "You guys have a good rest, I won't disturb you."

Qianshu touched the bulge of the dragon's horns under his hat, "I feel like the way the old man looked at me was wrong."

"Actually, the way he looked at us was wrong." Shizune hesitated.

Tsunade yawned, stretched, and waved, "Go to bed first, something will probably happen tonight."

Everyone tidied up and lay down to rest and slept in their clothes.

Late at night, Qianshu suddenly opened his eyes, and something woke him up.

Listening carefully, there is actually a melodious and sad flute sound, like weeping and complaining, and it is like a wisp.

The source of the sound is the window.

After getting out of bed, Qianshu's waist sank. A knife appeared on his waist. He held the handle of the knife and gently pushed open the window.

A big face appeared in front of Qian Shu. The big yellow face was round, with only one squinting eye, and the length exceeded Qian Shu's height.

There is no body, two small hands stretch out from both sides of the big face, holding the flute to the mouth, and the small mouth plays the sad sound of the flute.

click.

The sword came out of its sheath.

The slight sound seemed to disturb Big Yellow Face, and like a deflated balloon, Big Yellow Face spun and flew away.

Qian Shu grabbed the window edge and was about to follow him out. He had just leaned out halfway when the cold wind hit him. He hissed and stepped back. The knife disappeared from his waist. Qian Shu closed the window as quickly as possible and got back into the warm bed. .

The shivering Qian Shu had just wrapped herself tightly in the quilt when she was pulled into a warm embrace by Tsunade, "You are sensible."

"Hehe" Qian Shu giggled twice, imitating a pig and arching in Tsunade's arms, trying to get away with being cute.

There was a muffled noise coming from outside, and the firelight projected figures on the windows, shaking randomly.

"Tsunade-sama," Shizune said softly, not completely asleep.

"Don't worry about it." Tsunade said softly, "Tomorrow we will go to the mountains. I can feel that there is something there."