My Wife is Tsunade Konoha

"I don't know if what I'm doing is right or wrong?"

Qingshu looked at the distance and waved goodbye to Jiraiya and the other four, muttering to himself.

A butterfly flapping its wings can cause a tsunami.

What he does today is bound to produce a different change one day.

This change is beneficial to him, but he does not know whether it is beneficial.

Thinking of this, he smiled.

At any rate, he is a traveler with cheats. If he only wants to keep the plot of the original book unchanged, how can he usher in a different ending?

"Let's go, Minato."

Haruki patted his head.

Only then did Minakaze put down his right hand that had been waving all the time, with a look of reluctance on his face.

He, Yahiko and the others unexpectedly managed to chat.

"Teacher, when can I see them next time?"

Namikaze Minato followed behind Qingshu and couldn't help asking.

Although he is ten years old, Naruto is almost equivalent to an adult when he is precocious, so he is very aware of the situation of the three of them.

Staying in Yuyin Village, where Hanzo, known as the demigod, lives, no one can predict where the future will go.

"We'll meet."

After Qingshu finished speaking, it suddenly occurred to her that if the original book was followed, there would be no possibility for them to meet each other.

Namikaze Minato and Uzumaki Kushina both died in the Nine Tails Rebellion.

"Minato, so you took advantage of me by worshiping me as your teacher."

"Ah? Teacher, what do you mean by that?"

Haruki's inexplicable emotion made Minato Namikaze very puzzled. Except for the special medical ninja, he couldn't see what he was taking advantage of.

Qingshu didn't explain, and turned to talk about this B-level mission.

"The bandits to be exterminated are entrenched on a mountain peak in the Aso Mountains of the Land of Fire. The road is narrow and easy to defend but difficult to attack. So your task now is to plan a relatively safe route."

"Me?" Namikaze Minato pointed to himself, didn't I come to hug my thigh and share money?

"Of course it's you."

Qingshu said with a smile, "It's only natural for ninjas to use money to do things. Hurry up, you only have one day."

Namikaze Minato immediately took out the map and pen he was carrying, found the Aso Mountains, and began to outline the route.

Seeing this, Qingshu was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, he was actually prepared.

"alright."

After a while, Minato Namikaze put down his pen and handed the map to Haruki.

"It's a good drawing."

Haruki glanced at it, and saw that the route drawn by Namikaze Minato was not obtrusive at all, very smooth and standard.

"Climbing up the steepest face of the Aso Mountains?"

"Well. I heard from the teacher that there is only one ninja in this group of bandits. Under normal circumstances, they will not meet jounin. Their main defense must be deployed on the mountain road in the north. The mountain wall in the south is too flat. Straight, clear at a glance, not suitable for large troops, relatively speaking, the defensive strength will be much less."

Namikaze Minato paused for a moment, and smiled, "Of course, the teacher is a jounin, it's too easy to sneak in without the bandits, this route is actually planned for myself."

Qingshu returned the map to him.

Hearing the last sentence, he glanced at him and said nothing.

An hour later, the towering peaks could already be seen.

Bare, with no vegetation.

There is only some green around the top of the mountain.

"Teacher, what should we do?"

Namikaze Minato took out a handful of kunai from his satchel, and looked around very vigilantly.

"Teacher? Old..."

No one answered, he turned his head and found that Qingshu had disappeared.

In an instant, the whole person was a little confused.

He first ruled out the possibility of Qingshu being kidnapped, after all, it is too difficult to take away a Jonin quietly.

And the rest... Namikaze Minato sighed.

What about lying down and winning?

Qingshu lightly landed on a tree on the top of the mountain like a bird, opened his senses, and found the eight bandits guarding the surroundings.

He didn't care and looked down.

Namikaze Minato is jumping between the mountain walls.

There is a faint layer of chakra floating on his body, blending him with the mountain wall, like a chameleon, if you don't look carefully, it's hard to see.

A few minutes later, Namikaze Minato approached the top of the mountain.

He hid behind the protruding rock, did not act rashly, and seemed to be observing the situation of the guards.

In a moment, he jumped up, spread his hands outward, and flew out the eight kunai.

In the next second, a muffled hum sounded.

Eight bandits fell, and they died from the same cause, all with their throats pierced.

Namikaze Minato landed on the ground and let out a sigh of relief.

Before he had time to think, he looked forward.

Four white two-story buildings appeared in sight.

Shabby wooden house.

Because it was daytime, the fire had been extinguished.

Namikaze Minato roughly estimated the number of people, thought for a moment, and came to the tree not far from the wooden house.

He stared at the largest building in the middle, his perception was opened, and there were faint traces of Chakra.

Breathe slightly and keep your body movements to a minimum.

He approached the middle cabin slowly.

It may be due to the base camp, or it may be the ninja's overconfidence.

No bandits patrolling back and forth.

Namikaze Minato took advantage of the guard's blind spot, the wire and Kunai intertwined, and set up a simple trap.

Then he touched the satchel with his right hand, took out three black projectiles, and quickly threw them into the sky.

His hands started to seal.

Si-Chen-Mao-Yin.

Three abnormal sounds erupted in the air first, and a strong and dazzling flash enveloped the mountain top.

"who?!"

A middle-aged ninja wearing a black robe came out first. He felt the chakra fluctuations of the flash bomb, but suddenly encountered a strong light, and his eyes closed subconsciously.

Namikaze Minato knot seal stopped.

The small mouth opened, and a long fiery red dragon swept across quickly.

Fire Escape·Dragon Fire Art!

But it didn't go directly to the middle-aged ninja, but started from the wooden house near him, and with a swipe, the entire base camp ignited a raging fire.

There were screams and roars.

Namikaze Minato disappeared in place with a teleportation technique.

At the same time, the fingers of the right hand hooked.

The buried kunai flew out of the soil, whirled and danced, formed a circle, and rushed towards the middle-aged ninja.

Hearing the wind, the middle-aged ninja avoided Kunai extremely quickly.

Kunai fell around him.

"Bastard! Where are you hiding, you bloody mouse!"

A series of offensives made the middle-aged ninja unexpected.

He only blinked, and things were already heading for the worst signs.

The middle-aged ninja looked for Namikaze Minato angrily.

But the scene is really chaotic.

The fire and the bandits fleeing for their lives made it difficult for him to identify.

The middle-aged ninja regained his sanity a little bit. This person has been keeping secrets, which shows that his strength is not as good as his own.

Thinking of this, he immediately made seals with both hands.

Put out the fire first.

But suddenly, he noticed some abnormal noises, and turned his head suddenly. One of the Kunai that had fallen from Namikaze Minato was burning silently.

Detonator?

It's over.

As if time had stagnated, for a moment, the flame sunk inward, and then exploded.

Layers of heat waves suddenly spread out from the top of the mountain, mixed with the previous fire escape, and spread for a while, forming a sea of ​​flames.

Haruki appeared.

Namikaze Minato speeded up the speed of making up the knife, and in the end, none of the bandits remained, and the entire army was wiped out.

Because the details of the mission recorded the crimes of these bandits, he did not have any responsibility for killing people.

"teacher."

Namikaze Minato walked in front of him, a little out of breath.

Solving a large number of enemies in a short period of time exhausted his stamina severely.

"good."

Qingshu nodded, he had been observing secretly.

Namikaze Minato's performance is nothing to say.

Thinking about the future, he couldn't help but sigh, if it wasn't for the lack of a protagonist's halo, there probably wouldn't be anything about his son.

Hearing the evaluation, Namikaze Minato smiled shyly on his tired face, and said modestly: "It's just a bunch of bandits, it's nothing."

Haruki raised his eyebrows.

He turned around, looked through the thick smoke, and saw a group of sand ninja.

"Bandits are indeed not very good, but what about Sand Hidden Village?"

Haruki looked at the ninjas who were gradually encircling the mountain, and rubbed Namikaze Minato's head, "Do you have the confidence to make a big fight?"

"???"

I'm kidding!

Namikaze Minato also noticed Sand Shinobu.

Not only are there a large number of people, but there are also several Jonin.

"That... Teacher, let's run quickly."

Namikaze Minato immediately followed suit. He's a ninja, not a fool.

Knowing that he must die, of course he ran away.

But Qingshu was not moved, he said softly: "Next is the time for the teacher's performance, watch clearly, there is only one time."