Blind monk of the Uchiha family

Chapter 7



Chapter 7 Seeing is not necessarily believing

The suggestion to Sarutobi Hiruzen is just a small attempt, it doesn't matter if it succeeds or not.

Mang Xing did have the idea of ​​spreading ideas to transform the ninja world, but he refused to let him do it himself.I don't have time, I am in a hurry to improve my strength.

Big fist is the last word, isn't it?

As for disseminating ideas and transforming the ninja world, there are naturally tool people to help him conquer the world.

Mang Xing has been secretly planning for future development.

Speaking of tool people, as the Uchiha clan, he was naturally labeled as a misfit. In addition, he graduated from the ninja school ahead of schedule, and he came into contact with very few people of the same age.

He is not familiar with well-known names in the same age group as Maitekai, Yuhihong, Asma, and Moonlight Hayate.

As for the people of the Uchiha clan, sorry, he only knows the three Uchiha father and son, after all, the others are dead.

On the contrary, Uchiha Shisui who has been surrounding him, a rare Uchiha descendant of the dove school, also likes to listen to Mang Xing's "stories", but was taken away by his father to the battlefield. I don't know what is going on now.

Hmm... Matt Kay?

"Click"

"Ah, I'm very sorry!" Mang Xing, who felt that he had broken something, quickly apologized.After careful perception, I realized that it was the old woman I met before, who changed the location to set up a stall to sell porcelain.

"Why is it you again, mother-in-law." He knelt down to help her mother-in-law pack up the broken porcelain pieces, and said, "How much is the jar I broke? I don't have any money with me, I'll bring it to you later. "

The old woman replied tremblingly, "500 taels."

"No problem, you're still here today, right?" He picked up the fragments into the wreckage of the porcelain pot, held the pot in one hand, and walked forward with a cane in the other.

This time, instead of heading home, he went to the guard station.

"Hey, that..."

Mang Xing found the Uchiha whom he had beaten before.

"What are you doing here again?" Although Mang Xing couldn't see it, he knew that the other party was in a bad mood just by hearing that dead man's tone.

"I'm sorry!" A very standard Japanese ninety-degree bow. "I didn't expect that mother-in-law to be a touchy girl. I made the decision. I'm sorry."

"Hmph, in the eyes of you guy, our security team and I, Uchiha Suzukaze, are such indiscriminate people?"

"Even so, you can't treat her with that attitude." The apology is an apology, and it doesn't mean Mang Xing supports his attitude. "If your attitude is too bad, you will be misunderstood by the surrounding villagers."

"It's just a group of ordinary people, living under the shelter of ninjas, what qualifications do you have to criticize us?" This is the standard Uchiha-style point of view, or the point of view of most ninjas.

But in Mang Xing's view, it was a big mistake.

"If you think that for ninjas who are not engaged in production, the villagers are just 'lambs' raised by ninjas, then what is the difference between you and the bandits who were wiped out in the mission? You will only get fear and disgust from others, really Is it the result the guard wants?"

The establishment of Ninja Village was born out of Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara's good expectations for peace in order to protect the tribe, and the tribe naturally includes those ordinary people.

No one really thinks that the ninjas in the Warring States Period can be all soldiers. The cost of supporting a ninja is still very high. For example, Shayin Village has to limit the number of ninjas because of the poverty of the country and the "stinginess" of the daimyo.Wuyin Village is implementing an elite ninja strategy called Blood Mist.

Closer to home, the attitude towards civilians depends on a person's moral level, and a group of ninjas whose personal strength cannot be completely divorced from the collective and still maintains certain superiority naturally has a higher moral possibility.

Just as people with affluent lives don’t mind giving a little love to small public welfare causes, no matter whether they pursue life or love vanity, no matter what the purpose is, the result is also good.

Therefore, Mang Sing did not expect the guard to have lofty ideals of serving the people, but persuaded in a seductive tone: "If you have a better attitude when patrolling, even if you pretend, won't you be able to gain everyone's approval and support? "

"Hmph, the Uchiha clan doesn't need the approval of others."

"Isn't it really necessary? Don't everyone want a Hokage of the Uchiha clan? It turned out that it was just for profit."

Maybe the corrupt Uchiha wave elders think so, but the ninjas and tribesmen at the bottom are far from being so dark.

"It's not what you said."

"Hey, Suzukaze." Mang Xing stopped Uchiha Suzukaze who turned his head and wanted to leave, "Lend me some money, and I will pay you back later."

Mang Xing left, and the jar held in his left hand still contained 200 taels "extorted" from Uchiha Suzukaze.

Next stop target, Commercial Street.

"Boss, can you help me choose a porcelain jar that is about the same size as this one."

Mang Sung came to the porcelain store and placed the broken jar in his hand on the counter.

The owner of the porcelain shop held the jar in front of his eyes, carefully observed it with a magnifying glass hanging around his neck, and then confirmed the origin of the jar. It was the old woman Hanako who took it from her shop.

"Customer, to be honest, I sold this porcelain jar from me. It's just a defective product and worthless."

On the one hand, the boss is embarrassed to expose Hanako's deception, on the other hand, he is unwilling to see a blind child being deceived, so he can only remind him vaguely.

"It's okay, just give me an identical authentic one, please."

Seeing that Mang Xing insisted on this, the boss took an identical porcelain jar from the cabinet behind him and handed it to him: "The price of this jar is 150 taels."

Taking out the 200 tael banknote from the broken jar, the boss took out a 50 tael copper plate from his pocket and put it into a brand new jar.

Returning to the street where the old woman set up a stall again, Mang Xing put the newly bought pot on the sackcloth spread by the old woman on the ground, without saying a word.

"Lord Mang Xing hasn't changed at all."

Leaning on a cane and continuing to walk, a familiar voice came from behind Xingmang.

"He's only 12 years old, but he acts like an old man."

"It's not the old man, it's about following the rules. I broke someone else's stuff, of course I have to give equivalent compensation."

"Oki, long time no see. Have you returned from the battlefield?"

Even if you can't see it, you can tell the identity of the person only from the voice and figure. It is Miyamoto Oki, Mang Sing's former teammate.

"Yes, after you were sent to the hospital, we rested in the village for less than three days before being sent to the border of the Land of Wind..." With vicissitudes that did not match his age, Damu touched his empty sleeve. "Not so lucky this time."

"yes."

Mang Xing leaned on his cane and continued to walk forward.

"Walk with me in the village."

 There will be a small climax later.

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