Naruto: The Primal Hyuga Pierces the Shinobi World.

The sudden appearance of the little beggars was just a minor incident for Shinichi and his friends.

Shinichi didn't take the matter to heart. Although he was surprised that the monk's alms bowl could be exchanged for money, the head monk himself didn't intend to make a fuss, and Shinichi didn't plan to cause any trouble either.

As a ninja traveling, it's always better to avoid trouble.

Guided by the monks, the group soon arrived at a temple in the city. The temple was not very large. In addition to the Buddha statue, the front hall also had some memorial tablets with specific names written on them, giving people an indescribable sense of solemnity.

In addition to the front hall, the side halls on both sides enshrine Vajra Arhats, and their residences are arranged in the backyard.

There were more than a dozen monks in the temple. When Shinichi and his group arrived, the monks were chanting sutras in the hall.

The middle-aged monk who guided Shinichi and his companions was respectfully called Goshin, and was the abbot of the temple. After arranging accommodations for Aburame Shiki and the others, he left, leaving them free to do as they pleased. The temple truly resembled an inn.

The room was nearly 20 square meters and consisted of a large communal sleeping area. The room was filled with a rich, calming fragrance.

"That Master Wuzhen seems like someone special!"

Aburame Zhiwei briefly surveyed the room, then quietly closed the door and spoke to the others.

"Not simple? How is it not simple?"

At this moment, Matthias was feeling fortunate to have free accommodation and had a very good impression of the monk. Suddenly, when he heard Zhiwei say this, he asked with a puzzled look.

"That monk is amazing! My insects can sense it."

As they spoke, Aburame Shiki raised his hand, and a parasitic insect landed on his fingernail, its wings fluttering gently. Might Guy, upon hearing this, scratched his head, not seeming to care much.

In this world, it's not only ninjas who have mastered the use of chakra and possess combat power far exceeding that of ordinary people.

Samurai, monks, and even some ordinary civilians all have the opportunity to learn how to use chakra and master ninjutsu.

In the Land of Fire, besides the ninja villages that train ninjas to use chakra, many temples with a rich history also teach their monks to use chakra to protect themselves.

However, different systems have different focuses in their cultivation.

According to Shinichi alone, there are two monks with formidable power: one is Jiraiya of the Fire Temple; the other is Shukaku's first Jinchūriki, the old monk named Bunpuku.

When Zhenyi learned that Master Wuzhen was no ordinary person, he was not surprised.

Whether the monks are simple or not... that shouldn't be relevant to our mission.

"All we need to do is..."

As Shisui was speaking, he suddenly remembered something and stopped talking abruptly.

Why would a great monk, whom Zhiwei considered extraordinary, be knocked down by a little beggar? And even have his eating utensils stolen?

Doubts arose in Shisui's mind, and he frowned in thought.

At this moment, apart from Might Guy, everyone else also sensed something unusual.

"It shouldn't be too relevant to our mission, but we still need to be on guard."

"It's still early today. After a quick tidying up, we'll meet with the whistleblower."

"If all goes well, we'll take action tonight!"

Aburame spoke up, interrupting their thoughts. The most important thing right now was still his own task.

After quickly packing their belongings, the group left the temple while it was still light. Their movements were naturally observed by the monks in the temple, but no one came forward to inquire or interfere.

After the group left, a monk went to the front hall and reported to Abbot Wuzhen, who was kneeling before the Buddha, "Master, they have left."

"But everything was left behind."

"What should we do next?"

The young monk's words brought a brief silence to the hall. All the monks stopped chanting the Buddhist scriptures and looked at Wuzhen.

Wuzhen gently shook his head and continued chanting the sutra without answering.

"Master, are we just going to let them leave like this?"

The disciple pressed for an answer, and only then did Wuzhen slowly open his eyes and reply, "They will come back."

After speaking, he continued chanting the scriptures.

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After leaving the temple where they had stayed, Zhiwei and the others asked the street vendors along the way. After asking two or three shop owners, they finally confirmed the informant's address.

The group walked through the alley for nearly half an hour before finally knocking on a door.

The person who opened the door was a middle-aged man, around forty years old, with a weary face, a gaunt body, sunken eyes, and a lifeless gaze. He exuded a faint aura of death. Upon seeing the group outside, his gaze lingered on Uchiha Shisui and Shinichi for a moment before he asked:

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

Aburame Shiki quickly sized up the middle-aged man, then took out a letter from her bosom and handed it to him, saying with a smile, "Looking for Mr. Hayato."

When the middle-aged man heard the other person call his name, his body trembled slightly, as if he remembered something. His eyes regained focus, and he hurriedly took the letter, quickly making way for the others to enter.

After leading the people inside, Hayato carefully observed the empty alley before closing the door.

Shunta Tano, the informant for this mission, is essentially an informant for Konoha. Anti-bandit missions within the country are generally unpaid, considered part of the obligations of the cooperation between Konoha and the Land of Fire.

The group was invited inside, and as Tano Hayata poured water for them, they quickly surveyed the house.

It's a fairly standard two-bedroom apartment, with an area of ​​about 60 square meters. The living room isn't very big either, and the furnishings are quite simple.

As soon as Tano Hayata poured water for the group, he immediately kowtowed deeply to them, pleading with a heart full of grievance:

"Fellow ninjas of Konoha, please, please help me!!!"

The unexpected and generous gift caught everyone off guard. Zhiwei quickly went to help him up, while also offering words of comfort:

"Don't worry, we will definitely wipe out that gang of thugs."

"No need to be so polite, please get up."

Zhiwei assumed the other party was bowing so deeply because of the gang of bandits, but upon hearing this, the other party shook his head and said sadly:

"No...no..."

"I'm begging you, please help me find my daughter."

"She's missing! I can't find her no matter how hard I look! Please help me!"

"She's only ten years old. Since my wife died, it's just been my daughter and me, relying on each other. I can't live without her!"

As he spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and Hayato frantically kowtowed, fearing rejection.

"Your daughter?"

"We're here today... um, if you don't mind, could you tell us about your daughter?"

Aburame Shiki wanted to ask for more information about the Konoha rogue ninja, but seeing the other party's pained expression, he knew that if he didn't agree, it would be difficult to get any useful information from him.

This informant's emotions are fluctuating too much; we need to calm him down first.

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