I Am Not Really Related

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhenyang opened his eyes, he turned into an old drama bone.

"Eh? Why are you in my quilt?"

Xiao Di rubbed his eyes, fumbled around for his glasses, and said in a lazy tone, "Oh, I probably went to the wrong room."

"That's it, that's not an example."

"Um."

I always feel like I've heard this conversation somewhere before.

Then the two dressed neatly as if nothing happened, and walked out without changing their expressions.

It's just that I went to the wrong room, what can I do?

Anyone who thinks crookedly has to face the wall and think about it!

When I walked to the hall, I found that Xiaojie and the others were all up and trying to use Nen, like a child who just got a new toy, even Hanzo was no exception.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my assistant, Xiaodi. She has severe amnesia and is a little dumb, so I won't say your names, anyway, I won't be able to remember them anyway."

Three Xiaojies: "."

Even though they said so, Xiaojie and the others still introduced themselves, and Xiaodi nodded, as if he hadn't woken up, most likely he didn't remember it at all.

"About the technique of [Entanglement], you have basically mastered it yesterday. But there are still many skills about the use of Nian, such as [Jie], which can eliminate breath, and can be used to restore energy when it is safe, and even go further. "Hidden" and so on."

"Depending on how fast you learn, it will determine how much you can learn from me in the end."

"Oh, it's really troublesome to think about it. Sure enough, I shouldn't agree to that old man."

Zhenyang sighed, and then left all the theoretical guidance to Xiaodi.

Although Xiaodi's memory is not very good, it is impossible to forget some instinctive things.

And the various skills about using Nian are equivalent to her instinct, so there is no problem for her to teach Xiaojie and the others, and she even explains some things better and more carefully than him.

When Zhenyang saw it, he was happy!

He simply ran out to play by himself, and let those who can do more work.

Fortunately, Xiaojie and the others are all high-level comprehension aptitudes, and they can basically learn a little bit, and then they can ask questions by analogy, so the control of reading is almost changing every day, and every day is the same.

This is enough to prove how important it is to lay a good foundation!

As for the few times that Xiaodi still accidentally went to the wrong room, Zhenyang didn't care about her because she helped her a lot.

Of course, opening his eyes every morning and pretending to be stupid is still going on all the time, probably because he is worried that his acting skills will regress.

In a flash, half a month passed.

The strength of Xiaojie and the others can be described as advancing by leaps and bounds!

Now it's not a problem to hang a few previous selves.

After all, learning to read and not being able to read are people in two different worlds.

Ordinary people who can't read standing in front of a person with the ability to read are like standing naked in the cold North Pole but don't know why they feel cold.

It's so weak and helpless to the point of pitiful!

But on this day, when Zhenyang was preparing to go out happy as usual, Hanzo finally couldn't help but find him.

"Huh? You ask me why I use the code name [Ninja]? What's the matter, have you registered the copyright, and no one else can use it? If you use it, it is an infringement?"

Hanzo quickly waved his hands, "I didn't mean that, I meant"

"You mean to know if there's anything between you and me, right?"

Hanzo immediately nodded vigorously, "Yes, I'm just curious."

"That will probably disappoint you. I have nothing to do with your organization. In addition, in my eyes, compared with real ninjas, you are really far behind, so far that I even want to use your No idea."

Hanzo suddenly looked serious, "We are a secret organization that has been passed down from generation to generation since ancient times. Although we have fallen into ruins, many things have been passed down. We are the real ninjas. Although thank you for teaching me the practice of reading , but I don't allow anyone to underestimate the ninja."

"Underestimate ninjas? I think you probably misunderstood. I only underestimate you. When you see real ninjas, you will know what I mean."

"A real ninja? What do you mean? If possible, I would like to see how the real ninja you mentioned is different from us."

Zhenyang sneered, "He keeps saying that he is a ninja, well, let me ask you, what kind of ninjutsu do you know? Do you know how to do fireball? Do you know how to do water dragon bullet? Do you know how to do shadow clone? What do you know? Is it Sharingan? Do you know what the blood limit is?"

"It's not that I underestimate you, but that the ninjas I know are not the same thing as yours."

Hanzo was dumbfounded!

At first, when he was asked what kind of ninjutsu he knew, he still wanted to answer, but the following "jutsu of fireball" and "jutsu of water dragon bullet" directly confused him!

What the hell is this all about?

Hanzo has been a ninja for 18 years, but he has never heard of these ninjutsu at all. As for the writing of Sharingan and the limit of blood stains, he is even more incomprehensible.

Could it be that these are all forbidden techniques recorded on the fantasy scroll?

Suddenly, Hanzo thought of a possibility, and asked very excitedly: "Is the dream scroll in your hand? It must be, otherwise, how would you know these things!"

Meow meow meow?

Zhenyang tilted his head and looked at Hanzo with an expression of caring for the mentally retarded. Sure enough, people with this name are not smart.

"What fantasy scroll? I don't even know what you're talking about."

"Okay, just pretend you don't know, what else do you know about ninjas? Can you tell me?"

At first, Zhen Yang didn't want to talk to him anymore, but when he saw this guy's expectant and pleading eyes, his words changed inexplicably, "Come with me, today I will tell you the story of Naruto!"

Hanzo didn't know that it was a ninja story from another world, so he followed along very excitedly.

The two returned to the room, took some food and drink, Zhen Yang started to talk after a while of brewing.

"According to legend, in the turbulent era, there was a ninja family named Qianshou."

"Later, the first ninja village was established under the cooperation of Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara, called Konoha, and since then the first shadow, Hokage, appeared!"

Zhenyang was holding back for a long time and felt uncomfortable, but Hanzo was fascinated by listening!

It turns out that the era of ninjas was also a prosperous age!

All kinds of taijutsu and ninjutsu, all kinds of incredible blood-stained boundaries, and the ninja god who finally reached the top of the ninja world!

Hanzo's blood boiled with excitement, and his body began to tremble with excitement.