Naruto: My Own Wind

Two days later, the capital of the Grass Country.

In the prosperous area of ​​the capital, Fengjian was eating glutinous rice balls while wandering around.

After a while, Fengjian threw away the bamboo sticks, looked at the bustling shops and the happy people, and smiled slightly. There have been a lot of changes here.

He had been to the Grass Country before.

At that time, the people lived in fear and barely had enough food and clothing; at that time, broken walls and ruins could be seen everywhere, which was all affected by the Third Ninja World War.

Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, the Grass Country can also see people living and working in peace and contentment. It seems that the Grass Country is also very economically savvy to gain its reputation.

Haha... maybe.

"Ding, B-level mission completed, 400 points obtained."

The sudden prompt sound in his mind made Fengjian a little stunned, and then the corners of his mouth rose. It seems that the big seat and others have handed over the goods.

After entering the capital of Grass Country, Fengjian did not follow the main force, but wandered alone, so he had no idea about the handover.

Just as Fengjian was wondering whether to join the main force, a reminder sounded in his mind.

"Ding, there is a new task, host, do you accept it?"

Fengjian thought to himself, as expected, only after completing a task will a new task be issued.

Silently recite to accept.

"Ding, host accepts C-level task: eliminate the Pengshi Mountain bandits."

C-level task? Or eliminate bandits?

Fengjian's head was a little confused. These bandits had no grudges against him, why should he eliminate them? Do he have nothing to do?

Do you want to be a peacekeeper?

It's really helpless!

Fengjian touched his chin, then touched his nose, and finally squinted his eyes. For the sake of points, let alone the peacekeeper, he had to accept even the killing elite.

But this Pengshi Mountain is in the territory of the Land of Fire, and it is not too far from the Land of Tea.

So, when did the bandits come to Pengshi Mountain?

Fengjian frowned and thought, remembering that he passed by there five years ago, and he didn't hear of any bandits.

Could it be later?

Fengjian spitted and put his hands behind his head. No matter when they came, their good days were about to end.

And his own good days might be about to begin.

So, Fengjian hummed a little tune and walked slowly to the meeting point.

At the meeting point, Fengjian saw Oza and others, but didn't see Sarutobi Asuma's team, so he asked casually.

"They have left. By the way, that little fat guy asked where you are."

Hearing Oza's answer, Fengjian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Dingci would actually ask about him.

Thinking of the days spent with Choji, Fengjian smiled slightly. He was really a kind little fat boy, and even more so a greedy little fat boy.

But he ate a lot of Choji's potato chips along the way.

The big seat glanced at Fengjian, then turned to everyone and said, "Pack up and let's go home."

As soon as the big seat finished speaking, two young men exclaimed, and before they could open their mouths to refute, they were frightened by the big seat's stern eyes and held back their words.

Fengjian was the most direct. When the big seat said the word "go home", he lay on the last carriage, waiting to leave the city.

Seeing this, the big seat raised his hand, and the others sat on the carriages.

With a whip, the empty caravan slowly left the capital of the Grass Country.

Two days later, at the border between the Tea Country and the Fire Country, Fengjian found a reason to part ways with the big seat and others.

After running all the way, Fengjian finally arrived at the foot of Pengshi Mountain.

Looking up at the mountain, Fengjian touched his chin. This mountain is not small. How can he find the bandits?

It would be great if he could clone himself. Even if he couldn't clone thousands of clones like Uzumaki Naruto, five or six would be good, and it would also shorten the search time.

As for the perception ninjutsu, Fengjian didn't consider it at all, and he didn't want to be an observer.

Just as Fengjian was thinking about how to find the bandits' lair, a loud laugh and flattering voices rang out in front.

Fengjian rolled his eyes, jumped directly onto the tree, and went towards the laughter from the tree.

When he came to the source of the sound, Fengjian stood on the tree and saw three people, one fat and two thin, by the roots of the tree.

The fat man was in the middle. He laughed and patted the thin man on the left on the shoulder, "You kid, you are really smart. Your method is good.

Let's go back to the mountain village now and tell the village chief in detail."

"Brother Fat, I am not as smart as you say. I only thought of this method after you suggested it to me." The thin man on the left said with a smile.

"Oh? Haha... kid, you have a future, a future!" The fat man smiled like a chrysanthemum. He waved his hand and said, "Go back to the mountain village."

One fat and two thin people went up the mountain from a small path.

After a while, the three came to the gate of the mountain village. The fat man greeted the mountain bandits guarding the gate, and the people inside opened the gate.The three of them walked into the mountain stronghold.

Feng Jian stood on a big tree. After seeing the gate of the mountain stronghold, he sneered. Which brainless person designed this gate? It was too simple.

A gate was built with wood between two towering ancient trees.

This gate can only protect civilians.

After a little laugh, Feng Jian used the instant body technique to come to the top of the towering ancient tree where the gate was located, so that he could stand high and see far.

After seeing it, Feng Jian was a little speechless. This group of mountain bandits should have just arrived not long ago. The wooden house was built a little simply, and judging from the number of houses, there were not many bandits here.

Seeing a fat man and two thin men walking into the largest house, Feng Jian smiled slightly, jumped from the towering ancient tree to other trees, and after three or two jumps, he landed quietly on the roof of the hall.

Gently squatting down, Feng Jian heard the conversation in the house, which was the voice of the fat man.

Not long after, Feng Jian frowned. This fat guy is quite mean. Ah! No, it was the thin guy who gave the fat guy the idea. This thin guy is more insidious.

However, Feng Jian also admired the thin guy's brain. It was a pity to be a mountain bandit. He should be Zhou Baopi.

"Haha... OK! Fatty, your idea is good. You can take the people to Shangping Village tomorrow."

"Thank you, the big village chief. Fatty will complete the task successfully."

Feng Jian suddenly appeared at the door.

His sudden appearance made the two guards at the door a little stunned. Before they asked who Feng Jian was, they felt a chill in their necks. As soon as they covered their necks, they fell to the ground.

Feng Jian pushed the door directly in.

He saw a super fat man sitting in the middle of the room.

This man's obesity made Feng Jian feel that the total weight of the three people he met at the foot of the mountain was almost the same as this fat man.

Moreover, this man had a face full of flesh, and was very vicious.

Seeing the guards fall, the fat man picked up a pair of axes beside him and shouted, "Come on, someone is breaking into the village!"

Feng Jian had the urge to cover his ears, as the sound could probably be heard hundreds of meters away.

In addition to the fat man and the three men in the hall, there were two strong men who also picked up weapons and attacked Feng Jian.

"Vacuum Sword."

A huge wind blade passed through the two strong men and hit the two thin men, knocking them away.

The two thin men fell to the ground and vomited blood, and finally lay on the ground motionless, while the two strong men had been torn apart.

"Who are you?" The fat man's forehead was sweating, and his hands holding the axe were also shaking slightly.

Feng Jian did not answer, but quickly formed seals with both hands, "Wood Release·Pole Insertion Technique."

A long wooden thorn grew from Feng Jian's arm, and it was so fast that it penetrated into the bodies of the two fat men while they were stunned.

Bang!

The wooden thorns that pierced the bodies of the two suddenly split into many branches, piercing the enemy's body from the inside, and the two were dead.

Fengjian nodded with satisfaction, the power of this move was quite good.

Dongdong!

There were bursts of running sounds behind him, and Fengjian turned his head and saw a group of bandits, holding weapons, rushing towards him.

Holding the samurai sword, Fengjian showed a cruel smile.

After a while, no one in the whole village was spared.

"Ding, complete the C-level task and get 100 points."