People In Hokage, My Body Has Its Own Thoughts

Chapter 8

Early the next morning, Bai Ye walked out of the room.

In the living room, Kakashi’s eyes were dull, watching Bai Ye walk out of the room, and asked in a low voice: “Why? Why do you always know where I am? Even Shadow Clone and Transformation Technique can’t interfere with you.”

Last night’s battle was almost a one-sided slaughter. Bai Ye had the heart to educate Kakashi, let him know the strength of the roots against Bai Ye, and used most of the means. That was the result. Kakashi was hit hard, and he didn’t admit defeat in the end. Angrily wants to test the latency with Bai Ye.

Bai Ye looked at the almost stunned child, dumbfounded, and said, “Do you remember who is taking care of the Hatake family?”

Kakashi raised his head when he heard the words, and said, “It’s you, so what?”

There was silence in the air.

After a long time, Kakashi suddenly reacted, took out the kunai with the special Hatake logo in his backpack, fell to the ground violently, and walked out without saying a word.

Bai Ye didn’t stop him, but just said behind him: “On the battlefield, you never know what detection methods your enemy Master has used, so don’t be blindly confident in your own latent methods.”

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Walking along the street to the Hokage Building, Bai Yoruichi Road is still listening for information. The residents next to them are talking with each other. Most of them are saying that the White Fang mission failed and brought huge losses to the village, so you should organize a group to go to Hatake. Home, scold this Konoha sinner well. Even young children are discussing this matter when they are playing together, and they are even filled with outrage.

Bai Ye squeezed her fist slightly and walked towards the shop. There are many things today. There are many things to ask Bai Xiaohei for help. Jiraiya is leaving the village at noon today, and she has to send it away.

When he arrived in the secret room of the store, Bai Ye saw that Bai Xiaohei’s originally shiny black hair was bald at the moment, and he was licking distressedly.

“Yeah, I didn’t fight it yesterday? The leader of the dignified Konoha cat clan, how could he be defeated by the hands of the ninja cat.”

Bai Xiaohei looked up at him and said, “Meow~ The ninja cats are immoral, so they used ninja to bully our group of ordinary cats. When the store makes money, I will buy a few hundred detonation charms. Blew up their ancestral hall meow.”

Bai Ye sighed, and her cat was not worried. If it really blows up, Uchiha’s red-eye disease can kill Konoha cats.

He took out a piece of paper, handed it to Bai Xiaohei, and said, “Your wish is not small for the time being. Find someone to copy the content on the paper money, and then let your cat companion take it to a place with many villagers. Send it out and try to spread it to the entire village. You don’t have to send too much, two million taels is enough.”

“I know, meow.” Bai Xiaohei gave him an angry look, and left with the note in his hand, not even showing him yesterday’s earnings.

Bai Ye didn’t get angry, and walked to the female bath to take Jiraiya off. He must be there at this point, after all, he has to be away from the village for so long.

Sure enough, the old position saw Jiraiya lying there, and Bai Ye took advantage of the opportunity to lie down beside him.

“Jiraiya-sama, what are you looking at? The soup pool hasn’t opened yet.”

Without looking back, Jiraiya said, “You know what a fart, this old man is collecting the wind. Looking at this place and recalling all the beautiful scenery before, this is the most wonderful moment.”

After speaking, he took a deep breath, revealing the color of intoxication, as if the air was filled with fragrance.

Okay, proper old-fashioned embryo.

Bai Ye didn’t say much, waiting for the end of his memories.

Seeing Jiraiya’s expression regaining clarity, and the excitement faded away, Bai Ye said, “Go, please eat barbecue, you should practice it.”

Jiraiya was full of contempt: “People who refuse to teach me teleportation ninjutsu still have the face to help me practice it.”

Bai Ye was stunned. What kind of rogue logic is this, and immediately Kaidō: “Anyone who hasn’t had a best-selling book for so many years has any qualifications to learn ninjutsu.”

The two immediately quarreled, and a filthy word came out.

Why did you slip past the birds in the street, you were punched into the hospital by Tsunade, you little scumbag, you old virgin and so on.

The last two laughed, and walked side by side to the rotisserie.

Jiraiya was happily sipping sake while eating meat roasted in the white night.

Shiraya put the yakiniku into the empty grill and asked, “Is Orochimaru-sama into Danzo’s roots?”

Jiraiya keenly sensed the different names, and was silent for a while, and said, “Yes, it seems to be studying something.”

Bai Ye said, “The roots are going to take me down last night. It is probably a threat to Sakumo. Try to persuade Orochimaru-sama to stay away from the roots. It’s too dark.”

Jiraiya took a sharp drink, shook his head and said nothing.

Bai Ye understood, poured a glass of wine for Jiraiya, and said: “Come back early, then Master Orochimaru will kill me, remember to say a few good things for me, and save me by the way.”

Jiraiya was also stunned. For so many years, he had never seen Bai Ye say such arrogant things. Orochimaru was also one of Sannin. Can a Genin catch him?

He stopped drinking, cast a suspicious look at Bai Ye.

Baiye put the roasted meat on Jiraiya’s plate, shook his head and said nothing.

Isn’t he just a riddler, just as someone who won’t be the same.

After lunch, I settled the bill and went to the entrance of the village from Jiraiya and handed him a complete set of ninja bags, which I brought from the store this morning, a specialty of Hatake, which is not for sale.

“Be careful in the village. If it doesn’t work, I will go to the third generation old man. Although the roots are buried in the soil, the leaves can still see the sun.”

Jiraiya patted Shiroya on the shoulder, and left chicly, just like what a real man should do, leaving without a trace of melancholy.

Going home in the white night, the mission of the female soup pool will not be done today, and Jiraiya is not there, just in case no one is holding the pot.

Shuomao had been waiting for him at home for a long time, and when he saw him coming back, he walked to the secret room as soon as possible.

Kakashi was actually at home, watching the two enter the secret room, but also wanted to follow in, but was shut outside by the white night, jumping angrily.

Shumao was a little melancholy, barely smiled, and said, “Danzo’s roots made their own decisions. The Third Generation has disciplined him and temporarily deprived some of the roots’ power.”

Bai Ye didn’t care about this, and said, “Danzo won’t let it go. Similar tricks are endless. You can pay more attention.”

Shumao took out a scroll and handed it to Bai Ye: “This is the scroll of Eight Inner Gates. Master Third Generation gave you three days to write it down, and it will be burned automatically after three days.”

Bai Ye curled his lips. Smart people are hard to serve. Shuomao obviously found that his offensive ability was insufficient, and asked, “Is this the compensation for this incident?”

Shuomao did not speak, pretending to be a riddler.

Bai Ye sneered and released a big move.

“Be careful, maybe the person you rescued will come to accuse you in a few days.”

Shuomao’s smile became a bit far-fetched, and he couldn’t hold on anymore.

“No, I believe Daisuke can understand me.”

Seeing him like this, Bai Ye knew it in his heart, and couldn’t help but complain: “If you really can’t think about it one day, just think of Kakashi. He is an autistic child now. Your Hatake family is a single pass. He is looking for a daughter-in-law, and the Hatake family is afraid that they will never end.”

Hatake Sakumo stared at him with a warm smile and said, “You are my son too.”

I couldn’t answer this. White night slammed the door and kicked Kakashi who was eavesdropping by the way. What’s wrong, I’m so young that I’m going to smash the door and eavesdrop on what my hobby is.