Chapter 118: I think so too!

　　 After rushing for ten kilometers, the speed of the two slowed down.
　　 There is no way, even if Shishui is a genius, but he does not have the physique of the whirlpool family, after a short time consumes a lot of physical strength, he does not recover so quickly, of course, this is also related to the growth of Shishui's body.
　　 Then the two drove slowly. By the evening, they had already drove dozens of miles. Seeing that it was not early, they camped by a stream in the small woods beside the road.
　　 Zhishui took out a seal scroll, unzipped the seal, took out a tent and some pots and pans.
　　 "You are really prepared." Cold wind looked at the seal scroll with fiery eyes.
　　 This thing is like a space ring, you can put a lot of things inside, the cold wind does not seal the scroll, so this time he came out with a handful of kunai.
　　 Zhishui smiled and set up a tent with the cold wind, then washed the pots and pans aside, and then said, "Go, go hunting together!"
　　 Looking at the gleaming eyes in Zhishui’s eyes, the cold wind felt something was not right, and asked, "Shishui, would you...this is your first time out of the village?"
　　 Shishui smiled and said, "Of course not, but it is indeed the first time to walk this far."
　　 "How can I feel that you are not reliable anymore." Han Feng looked disgusted.
The two took out Kuwu and entered the forest. It was still half a month before spring, but there were already many traces of wild animal activity in the forest. The two slowly went deep, and soon found a few hares, pheasants, and distant ones. In the shadows, there was also a mountain deer's figure fleeting away.
　　咻咻!
　　 Zhishui and the cold wind shot almost at the same time, and two kunai whizzed in the air, killing a hare and a pheasant in an instant.
　　 The two returned to the stream with their respective trophies, and after breaking their prey, they picked up a pile of dead wood, lit them with fire, and started roasting hares and cooking chicken soup.
　　Because the ingredients are limited, the taste of chicken soup and roasted rabbit are very ordinary. The two of them eat and discuss business.
　　 "Although the possibility of encountering danger is very small, we still have to watch the night just in case."
　　 Zhishui said with an old driver's expression, "Cold wind, let's take turns to watch, do you choose the middle of the night or the middle of the night?"
　　 The cold wind thought for a while. He has the physique of the whirlpool family, and his physical strength recovers quickly, so he said: "I will stay in the middle of the night!"
　　 "Well, then I will stay in the middle of the night, so you can go to bed first." Zhishui smiled.
　　……
　　 No words for a night.
　　 In the early morning of the next day, Zhishui got out of the tent, and saw the cold wind making strange movements beside the stream. He couldn't help but curiously asked: "Cold wind, what are you doing?"
　　 "The times are calling!" The cold wind replied without looking back.
　　 Zhishui looked dazed.
After 　　, the two took a brief wash by the stream, and went to the forest to catch a few early birds, and drank the soup.
　　 Then the two continued on their way.
　　 drove three days in a row, until noon on the fourth day, the two finally arrived at their destination.
　　 This is a small forest, not far away is a road more than five meters wide, stretching back and forth to Konoha and the country of fire.
　　 The cold wind looked at the red blood stains remaining on the side of the road and asked: "This is where the rich old thief encountered the attack?"
　　 "Yes, it's here."
　　 Zhishui turned his head to recognize the direction, and then ran straight to the west.
　　 "Shishui, wait for me."
　　 The cold wind followed closely and asked, "So, what did the old thief Fujian say to make you come here?"
　　 "Fu Jian old...cough!"
　　 Zhishui was almost swayed by the cold wind, and said with a wry smile, "Brother Fujian said that after the prisoner disappeared, he inspected nearby and found a village."
　　 "The village?"
　　 The cold wind beat my heart, "Ninbo Village?"
　　 "Of course not. According to Brother Fujian, the village is full of old and weak women and children." Zhishui frowned, "But..."
　　 "But what?" The cold wind broke sharply, "Zhishui, can I finish speaking at once? I'm the most annoyed to talk halfway!"
　　 Zhishui smiled and said, "What is strange to me is, what kind of life does a village made up of old and weak women and children depend on?"
　　 One more shrewd person in the cold wind, when Shishui said that, he immediately reacted: "Do you suspect that the bandit who attacked the old Fujian is the villager?"
　　 Zhishui nodded.
　　 When the two were talking, they had already ran out for two miles, and they saw that the terrain not far away suddenly opened up, and a small smoky village appeared in front of them.
　　 "This village is really small."
　　 The cold wind looked at the cooking smoke, there were only 50 strands, and then looked around the land around the village, there were obvious signs of farming, but before the cold winter, these fields were frozen like rocks, and there was nothing to grow.
　　 If the bandits are really from the village, then...should be forced by life?
　　 And the rich old thieves killed all the bandits. The labor force in the village was probably lost. After the beginning of the spring, the village might not even be able to find people to farm.
　　The brain fills up here, and the cold wind feels distressed.
"let's go!"
　　 Zhishui took the lead, then looked back at the tangled cold wind standing there, "Cold wind, what are you thinking about?"
　　 "Huh? Nothing."
　　 The cold wind recovered and hurriedly followed.
　　 As soon as the two entered the village, they saw two little kids who were not much older than them surrounded them.
"who are you?"
　　 "What are you doing in our village?"
　　 How can Zhishui be polite to them, and knock them out with one punch.
　　 "Next, we will enter the village like them!" Zhishui said that he has dragged the two little kids to the corner~EbookFREE.me~ You have so many eyes. "
　　 As an innocent and innocent Xiaobai, Cold Wind hates the routine of Zhishui, but his hands are very honest: Transfiguration!
boom!
　　 With a puff of white smoke, the cold wind has become one of the children.
　　 Zhishui also Jieyin became another person.
　　 The two entered the village and looked at the wooden houses around them. Through the windows, they could see that there were elderly women and children sitting together for a meal in the house. The two went around in an open circle without finding anything unusual.
　　 "Shishui, what do you think?" Cold Wind asked.
Zhishui Road: "From the expressions and actions of their eating, the people in this village are not short of food, but they have no young and middle-aged labor. Where can they get the money to buy food? So I am sure that the band of bandits that Brother Fujian eliminated, It comes from this village!"
　　 The cold wind recalled the scenes he had seen before, and could not help nodding: "I think so too."
　　 "Then it was the disappearance of the prisoner. I suspect that it was also hidden by the people of this village, and then the blackmail transaction was carried out!" Shishuidao.
　　 Cold Wind glanced at Zhishui, and continued to nod: "I think so too!"
"And these old and weak prisoners can't make a deal with the important minister Yasui Taro, so behind this village, there must be a ninja hidden!" Shisui Dao, "but this ninja dare not meet with Fu Jian. It shows that he is not strong enough, or is afraid of Uchiha's clan!"
　　 "I think so too!" Cold Wind nodded solemnly.
　　 "Cold wind." Zhishui suddenly glanced at him strangely, "Why do you speak with an accent."
　　 "I also...cough, it's nothing, you continue to reason, don't worry about me."
　　 The cold wind said solemnly.