After returning to Konoha, life gradually returned to dullness.

As the supply of experimental subjects is decreasing, the experiment of wood escape is reproduced at the experimental base outside the village, and naturally the advance is slow. After being irritated, Orochimaru returned to calmness, as if he had no hope for this. The experiment gradually turned to other directions, such as: without considering the consequences, let the experimental subjects exert the power of wood escape.

"Ah—roar—"

A heart-wrenching roar sounded in the forest, and the ferocious momentum scared away countless birds. Then a colorful overlord in the forest came to hear the sound, as if he wanted to find out the truth.

Natsuki stood on the branch and looked at Orochimaru with a tilted look. This handsome man with a cold temperament was watching the situation below with interest.

"Sir Orochimaru, I need to drive it away..."

"Shh~" Orochimaru raised his finger on his lips, and issued an order to stop Natsuki's voice, staring at the experimental subject with green branches and leaves growing all over his body below without looking sideways.

Natsuki instantly knew that Orochimaru had discovered the slowly approaching tiger, so the outcome of this experimental subject could be confirmed.

He couldn't help but shake his head. It was not out of pity for the experiment. I have to say that habits are really terrible things. After becoming a ninja, he experienced a lot, and his indifference to life almost completely submerged him.

So, what made him shake his head was that in this way, he could not harvest the chakra below, which might have reached the level of the Supreme Ninja.

Just as he was thinking this, the screams of the experiment subject suddenly decreased a little, and the branches and leaves that were drilling out of all parts of his body began to wither, as if they had already begun to decline.

The colorful tiger seemed to have noticed the situation of the experiment. An urgent urge came from its empty stomach, and a roared excitedly, then walked around a thick tree and rushed out.

"roar--"

The sound of the tiger roared and the atmosphere in the forest suddenly changed.

The experimental subject, who had already fallen to the ground, trembled all over. The ninja's keen perception of danger made him roll away quickly with anger.

"roar--"

The gorgeous tiger pounced in the air, roared angrily, and rushed out again with a flexible and rapid body.

"No! No—"

The experimental subject has not been much strength left. I can dodge it once, but I can't dodge it a second time, and I was immediately thrown to the ground by a tiger.

Click!

The tiger hangs its head, and a crisp sound was heard, and blood immediately splashed. The tiger shook its head and bitten it, and the sound of its teeth chewing the flesh was particularly clear.

The experiment body looked pale, her eyes gradually spread, her body trembled with the tiger biting, and the bright red sprayed from the wound seemed to be quietly cooling.

"Born." Orochimaru frowned, curled his lips in disappointment, and said to the boy sideways: "It's over, I'll leave it to you next."

"Yes." Xia Shu nodded.

When the words were finished, Orochimaru had already left instantly.

...

Autumn goes and winter comes, and a plain snowy wind and wood leaves change into a plain white dress overnight.

The cold wind blew with snowflakes, and the young man wearing a black standing collar windbreaker walked along the street with snow, leaving a string of clear footprints on the snow.

Uemori Izakaya is an izakaya located in the streets and alleys, providing services to civilians.

The footprints in the alley were messy, and the white blood became dark due to repeated tramplings. Fortunately, a carpet had been laid under the eaves of the gate of the Shangmori Izakaya for guests who came here to rub the sludge from the soles of their feet.

The more rainy and snowy the weather, the more people gather in places like izakaya. When the young man came outside the izakaya, the noise inside had already reached his ears.

He raised his hand to pat the snowflakes on his head, and then carefully rubbed off the soles of his feet that had been stained with melted snow. Then the young man raised his foot and stepped in.

"here!"

The owner of the izakaya saw the guest entering the door and was about to go forward to greet him when a call suddenly came.

"If the guest needs it, please call me and I will come immediately." The owner of the izakaya looked at it and saw a slightly thin white-haired man. He smiled and nodded at the young man, then turned around to take care of other customers.

The young man nodded faintly and walked straight towards the white-haired man huddled in the corner of the izakaya.

"You are here." The white-haired man stroked the small wine glass, and as he looked up, he looked expectant in his eyes. This expression rarely appeared in his eyes for a long time ago.

The young man glanced at the white-haired man and sat down calmly at the opposite position.

He glanced at the empty wine glass on the table and the peanuts that were only half a plate left, and a curve slightly curled up the corner of his mouth.

"According to the agreed time, I came very on time." The young man... or the young man disguised as a perfect transformation technique, said with a joke.

"Since it's coming on time, what about the things?" the white-haired man urged impatiently.

The young man swept his fingers slightly away from the black windbreaker, revealing an inconspicuous bag, and patted him, "It's all here."

"Give it to me!" A eager look appeared on the white-haired man's feminine face and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry." The young man pulled out a pair of chopsticks from the barrel, wiped it, then picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth, and chewed it: "Speaking of it, I haven't tasted the wine here yet."

The white-haired man frowned when he heard this, and suddenly became stunned. He seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the young man seriously and asked tentatively: "You seem not to be old to drink, right?"

The young man smiled and picked up the wine pot and poured wine on his own. The wine surface was slightly protruding but not overflowing. After raising the glass, it was as stable as if it was still placed on the table.

He chewed peanuts in his mouth and put the wine into his mouth. The taste was not spicy or irritating, but after all, he had never drunk it before, so he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. He closed his eyes and chewed it. After a moment of reminiscing, he commented: "What's the point."

"Haha, wine is not something you can taste." The white-haired man smiled when he heard this, but his anxious look did not weaken at all.

The young man didn't care about this, and smiled indifferently and put the wine glass aside, obviously no longer trying to touch it.

"Everything you want is here, I hope you can achieve your ideal." The young man said as he took off his bag and handed it to the white-haired man casually. Although he knew the other party's talents and achievements, his tone was calm at this moment.

"I can!" The white-haired man said firmly. After taking the bag, he fumbled for a while. There were several scrolls of different sizes. He couldn't help but look happy on his face. He looked at the young man and said, "Thank you for your help. Although I can only say thank you now, but in the future..."

"Stop." Qing Young smiled and raised a finger, shook it, looked at the serious eyes of the white-haired man, and said, "I promise that this kind of thing must be done with caution. I just hope that there will be a day when it will be realized, Beiliuhu."
Chapter completed!