Naruto: My Own Wind

Ding-ding-dang-dang, a sound of metal colliding.

In Kazama's courtyard, Kazama and Morino Ida held samurai swords, and the two fought back and forth, which was very exciting.

After a while, Kazama's samurai sword stopped in front of Morino Ida's forehead, and the fight between the two ended.

Morino Ida panted, with a smile on his face, "Uncle Kazama, I lasted ten rounds longer than yesterday."

Looking at the sweaty Morino Ida, Kazama put away his samurai sword and smiled slightly, "Yes, your progress is obvious to all.

But now, let's take a break, let's go and have some tea."

Coming to the corridor, Kazama sat cross-legged, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly. It was slightly bitter, but it quenched thirst and relieved heat.

Morino Ida put the samurai sword on the ground, knelt on the ground, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it all.

"Uncle Kazama, when did you start practicing swordsmanship?" Morino Ida poured himself a cup of tea and drank it all in one gulp.

"When did you start practicing swordsmanship?" Kazama slowly picked up the teacup, and memories flashed in his eyes, "More than 20 years ago."

After saying that, Kazama drank the tea in one gulp.

"So long!" Morino Ida showed a surprised expression.

"Long?

Ida, you have to know that you can learn until you are old, and the older you are, the more magical you will be." After pouring the tea, Kazama glanced at him lightly, "Ida, your swordsmanship talent is not bad, but you lack practical experience.

Or, you need to let your sword be soaked in red liquid to make it a real sword."

"Red liquid?" Morino Ida looked puzzled.

"You are so stupid, isn't red liquid blood!" Kazama was a little disappointed.

Hearing this, Morino Ida was a little embarrassed, embarrassed and frightened.

"Ida, you have to remember that swordsmanship is not for performance, it is for protection." Fengjian said meaningfully.

"Protect?" Morino Ida raised her head, her eyes full of confusion.

"Protect your own personal safety. This continent is a place where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and killing is performed every day.

If you have no strength, you are food; if you have strength, even if you are not a hunter, you are not food." Fengjian picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Morino Ida lowered her head and remained silent.

The corridor fell into silence, with only the sound of slurping.

At sunset, Morino Ida left Fengjian's courtyard, and when he left, his eyes were full of determination.

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

Hearing the prompt in his mind, Fengjian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After completing the bandit suppression task, the system gave him a C-level task, asking Fengjian to teach Morino Ida swordsmanship.

The appearance of this task made Fengjian depressed and confused.

What does it mean to teach Morinoida swordsmanship, and how to complete it? The system has no specific instructions.

Besides, I only know basic swordsmanship, how can I teach others?

However, the task has been issued, and Fengjian has to bite the bullet and complete it, just for points.

Fortunately, after more than ten days of hard work, the task was finally completed.

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

Is there a choice? Of course I will accept it.

"Ding, the host accepts the D-level task: Help Aunt Wang in the rice shop move rice."

Fengjian was stunned for a moment, his eyes turned into bead eyes, and the muscles on his face twitched a little.

D-level? It's actually a D-level task!

From B to C and then to D, descending order!

Pah!

Spitting on the ground, Fengjian walked out of the house very reluctantly.

Turning two streets and coming to Wang's rice shop, Fengjian was a little dumbfounded because the rice shop was closed.

Fengjian slapped his forehead, thinking that he was really confused. This rice shop always closes before sunset.

It seems that the mission is not today. Well, I have made a wasted trip. Let's go back.

On the way back, I passed by a izakaya and heard a quarrel coming from the house.

After listening to a few words, Fengjian knew the general situation.

It was the people of the Mustard Seed Family. After getting drunk, they quarreled with the boss. Their tone was extremely arrogant and their attitude was extremely tough.

Fengjian shook his head. The Mustard Seed Family was not suitable for living in a peaceful society. They were more suitable for being bandits.

However, the quarrel had nothing to do with me, so I decided to find a place to have dinner.

After a stroll, Fengjian walked into a noodle shop.

While eating noodles, Fengjian couldn't help thinking, is there any difference between the ramen here and Ichiraku Ramen?

If I have time and opportunity, I will definitely go and taste it.

After a night of silence, Feng Jian got up early the next day, washed up, and ran to Wang's rice shop without even having breakfast.

Before falling asleep last night, Feng Jian remembered something.He remembered that the rice shop seemed to deliver the rice in the early morning.

When he arrived outside the rice shop, Fengjian smiled slightly, and his memory was indeed correct.

Seeing Aunt Wang carrying the rice and moving to the rice shop with some effort, Fengjian walked up quickly, grabbed the rice on her shoulder, and walked towards the rice shop.

Aunt Wang was stunned, and when she saw Fengjian clearly, she smiled and said, "Fengjian, I can do it myself."

"Aunt Wang, just sit down and rest, I will help you move the rice today." Putting down the rice, Fengjian helped Aunt Wang into the store, let her sit down, and then turned around to carry the rice.

"Fengjian, I really trouble you." Aunt Wang said with a smile.

"It's nothing to worry about. It's a piece of cake." Feng Jian carried three bags of rice on his shoulders and held another bag in one hand. "Auntie Wang, where's Kimura? Why didn't I see him?"

"He went to his wife's house." Auntie Wang had a kind smile on her face. Seeing Feng Jian put five bags of rice on the ground, she smiled and said, "Feng Jian, you're not young anymore, don't you want to start a family?"

Feng Jian, who had just walked to the door, was so scared that he almost tripped over the threshold when he heard Auntie Wang's words. After stumbling, he steadied himself and smiled helplessly, "Auntie Wang, I'm fine alone."

"What do you mean fine, Feng Jian, listen to what Auntie said..."

Feng Jian was suddenly overwhelmed. He really didn't expect that such a thing as urging marriage would happen to an orphan like him.

Seeing Auntie Wang's endless chatter, Feng Jian wanted to escape from here, but the task was not completed. He had to bite the bullet and carry more bags of rice each time and speed up.

I hope to move quickly so that I can escape from Auntie's nagging.

Not long after, Fengjian finished moving the rice and fled in panic amid Auntie Wang's enthusiastic greetings.

Fengjian rushed all the way back home, quickly closed the door, and leaned against it.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, he was still frightened. Auntie is still Auntie, and the world remains unchanged.

"Ding, complete the D-level task and get ten points."

Before Fengjian could be happy, the system's voice sounded again.

"Ding, there is a new task, does the host accept it?"

Nonsense, accept it!

"Ding, the host accepts the D-level task: buy a pack of cigarettes for the big boss."

It's D-level again, and it's the task of the big boss.

Buy cigarettes? Fengjian showed a gloating expression.

This big boss, although he looks mighty and domineering outside, is actually henpecked. As long as his wife glares at him, the big boss immediately becomes honest, like a mouse seeing a cat.

Fengjian raised his lips. If he remembered correctly, his wife wouldn't let him smoke. If that happened...

Hehe... I like this task.

Open the door, go out, close the door.

Fengjian went to the store to buy a pack of cigarettes as quickly as possible, and then came to the door of Osako's house and knocked on the door.

Soon, Osako opened the door and saw Fengjian outside. Before he could say anything, Fengjian handed him a pack of cigarettes.

"Brother Osako, enjoy it slowly."

After saying this, Fengjian turned around and ran away. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After Osako was stunned for a while, he looked at the cigarette in his hand and smiled knowingly. Then he looked back carefully and found that there was no one behind him, so he shouted into the house, "Wife, I'm going to the boss's place."

"Go, come back early!"

With the consent of his wife, Osako left the house, came to an empty alley, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

Spit out a smoke ring, so refreshing!

Dazuo leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the pleasure of smoking.

Suddenly, Dazuo felt a chill on his back. He slowly turned his head and saw the gloomy face of his wife.

"Wife, I..."

Bang!

Dazuo's wife swung the frying pan and hit Dazuo.

Dazuo covered his forehead and said aggrievedly: "Wife, I was wrong!"

The sound of ping-pong continued in the alley.