Chapter 831: Moonlight's 0-year craft

Konoha Izakaya is the capital of the country of iron.
At night, the cold wind, Yakushitou, Libra Shigego, and Junmaro's family are cooking in full swing, such as Mitian cooking, teppanyaki, and rice ball sushi. Busy feet do not touch the ground.
"Guest, this is the seaweed rice ball you ordered." Han Feng proudly brought the family heirloom to the table.
When the visitor looked at the weirdly-shaped rice on the dinner plate, a face was pulled down.
Snapped!
He slapped the dining table and roared: "What a joke, what a rice ball!!"
"Don't look at it looking ugly, but it's a rice ball native to Konoha. It tastes so good!" The cold wind said so, his eyes are full of sincerity, as if to say that please trust my craft!
Seeing the look of the cold wind, the visitor couldn't help hesitating, then grabbed a seaweed rice ball and gently stuffed it into his mouth.
emmmm...
After chewing twice, it was a little bland, and then after chewing carefully, I ate a dozen pieces of fine salt pressed together.
salty!
Pooh!
"Is this human food!" The guest was furious.
"How come it's not for humans, I've grown from snacks to big ones!" The cold wind is even more angry. His ability to squeeze rice is self-understanding from the rice that Moonlight Hoshino squeezed. Why is it not human eating?
"Asshole, do you want to do business here anymore!" The guest is obviously not annoying, and his hands are showing the hideous muscles of his arms.
How can the cold wind make outsiders bully, so I turned on the strange power at that time, planning to break his wrists with him, let him know what a big muscle tyrant is!
"sorry Sorry……"
At this moment, the honest man ran over me, bowed and apologized, and promised that the meal would be free, so as to appease the angry guest.
The cold wind is very uncomfortable, and it is rare for me to pretend to be compared, but I still refuse to let it.
Back at work, the pharmacist said softly: "My lord, why do you have to be embarrassed with an ordinary person?"
The cold wind solemnly said: "He insulted my century-old craftsmanship, I can't bear it!"
"Hundred years of craftsmanship...sir, are you serious?" The pharmacist looked at the rice ball that was terrible in the cold wind's hands, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very reluctant.
It's only seven or eighty years away...but it's not easy to disclose it to the outside world, so as not to smash the century-old sign of my Moonlight Family.
The group of four was busy until ten o'clock in the middle of the night, and finally sent away the last guest.
The cold wind hurriedly forced Libra to close the door, lest there would be guests coming in later, affecting their rest.
"Junmaru is here to help." Libra weighed me down and ran out the door sweating profusely, walking happily.
Although I am greedy for working part-time in an izakaya, and I have no wages and no days off, Libra Shigego has a very fulfilling and happy life, because he can be with Junmaro every day!
"Wait for me." Jun Maro wiped the sweat from his forehead with his cool eyes full of innocence, and quickly chased him out.
Hanfeng glanced at their backs, and asked in a low voice: "How is Junmaro's hemorrhagic disease?"
Now Yakushidou no longer has to bother to study the transplantation of the first generation cells, and under the command of the cold wind, he has turned to study Junmaro's hemorrhagic disease.
The pharmacist pushed the round eyes on the bridge of the nose, and said, "Hematological disease is a terminal illness in the ninja world. I haven't found a cure yet."
The cold wind frowned and said, "Isn't Jun Maro dead?"
The pharmacist nodded solemnly: "I can hold on for two to three years at most."
The cold wind actually didn't have a lot of affection for the Junmaro in the original work, but in this life, Junmaro was washed away from his memory and became a blank sheet of paper, letting the cold wind write on it, so if you can save it, you must save it.
Mr. Lu once said: As long as the mind does not slip, there are more solutions than difficulties!
The cold wind opened his own brain hole and said: "Can the primary cells suppress his hemorrhagic disease?"
"He will die faster." Pharmacist replied without thinking.
"What about the non-repulsive cells cloned in your hand?" Han Feng continued to make his mind.
Non-repulsive cells are cells cloned from Uchiha Shin's left arm.
The pharmacist still shook his head: "Cell rejection and hemorrhagic disease are two different things."
Cold Wind still had an idea, and said, "Does Libra's cells help his hemorrhagic disease?"
"No." Yao Shidou still shook his head, "My lord, I have thought about everything I can think of. I really can't find it."
The cold wind sighed to the sky. Tian is jealous of the talent. Originally, he wanted to train Junmaru into an abyss running dog. Now it seems that he can only kill chickens and collect eggs and collect them directly.
Fortunately, the avatar of Hanfengying had been staring during this time, and he didn't let Junmaro learn any messy ninjutsu and physical skills. If he collects it, it should be easy to succeed.
In the early morning, the cold wind sneaked up to Junmaro's bed and dropped the harvesting technique.
The green blob of light in his mind boiled quickly, and soon a blue light spot was ejected.
One shot into the soul?
The cold wind was overjoyed and was shocked immediately.
The blue light spot?
How could it be blue?
The cold wind hurriedly wrapped the blue light spot with spirit, and when he saw it, it was a kunai throwing technique.
Has Junmaro ever had kunai during these days?
Obviously not!
Then this kunai throwing technique is...
The cold wind groaned for half a salary, and a constipated smile appeared on his face.
I am so stupid. Although Junmaro has amnesia, it does not mean that his physical skills have been abolished. With a little guidance, Junmaro can quickly restore his physical skills through physical memory, so...
The collection technique can only be collected from a person three times successfully, and the blood line must be collected at least three times before it can be merged.
In other words, even if he was able to successfully collect the Bone Vein and Blood Succession Boundary twice after the cold wind, he would have no chance with the Bone Vein.
wrong!
In addition to Mr. Lu, Mr. Zhou also said: As long as the mind does not slip, there are more solutions than difficulties!
As long as I find the tomb of the Skeleton Clan, I can reincarnate the filthy soil of Junmaro's ancestors and collect them!
But it takes a lot of effort, plus the reincarnation eye...
Forget it, let's put aside the bones and veins first, reincarnating eyes are important.
The cold wind didn't collect Junmaro anymore. When the fairy mode was turned on, he climbed along the net line to the underground base under the frozen soil hundreds of miles away, and continued to collect the ancestors of the Sheren.
After a few more days, Cold Wind found that the shadow clone he had left in Konoha hadn't disbanded yet, guessing that the ‘situation’ over there was fairly stable, so he was ready to go back.
Before leaving, Cold Wind wanted the pharmacist to urge Junmaro to train and let him use his residual heat.
But then I think about it, in the eyes of Osamaru and Hafengmizumen, Junmaro is a person who has entered the abyss. If he is allowed to appear rashly, if he is caught, wouldn't he want to expose many things?
Forget it, anyway, only two or three years of life span, let him and Libra Zhongwu stay in this uncontested place.
But what Hanfeng didn't expect was that he was about to move when he learned that he was going back to Konoha's pharmacist pocket.
Pharmacist’s biggest task left by the cold wind is to complete the transplantation experiment of the first generation cells, but now Shisui has transplanted Uchiha Shin's left arm. He no longer needs to study the first generation cells. As for Junmaro’s blood inheritance Illness, terminal illness, no medical treatment, so he has no reason to stay here anymore!
The pharmacist wanted to go back to Konoha, to see Noona, and to return to the orphanage.
Faced with this request, Hanfeng couldn't find a reason to refuse, and agreed.
"Brother Dou~EbookFREE.me~ Then what shall we do?" Libra Jungo and Junmaro held hands, looking at them with anxiety.
Although both of them are ninjas, they are also children, and one has amnesia, and the other will run away after being full of ‘anger value’. If they are allowed to stay here...
The pharmacist looked towards the cold wind and said, "Why don't you bring them back..."
"No!" Hanfeng flatly refused, letting Bo Feng Shui Men see Junmaro, how could he explain?
If an explanation fails, other people's designs may collapse!
Therefore, Junmaro must not be allowed to leave here.
"I'm reluctant to leave a shadow clone to take care of them." The cold wind sighed.
I am afraid that your rice will not survive this pub... the pharmacist said earnestly: "My lord, save more money."
I feel that you are insulting my century-old craftsmanship... The cold wind has a faint look.
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