Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Jiraiya wore a simple, honest smile on his face, but he quickly memorized the physical features of the two men.

"This guest must have just arrived, right?" Maki asked gently.

"Have you completed the village entry registration?"

"If you need a guide, you can go to the service hall and find a young man named Tanaka. He is in charge of receiving new visitors."

"It's all done, I'm just browsing around." Jiraiya waved his hand repeatedly, then changed the subject.

"Speaking of which, young lady, your village is really well-built. This island can fly in the sky... is that some kind of special ninjutsu used?"

Maki smiled and then shook her head.

"Sorry, I don't know about that. I'm just an ordinary villager."

She wouldn't tell everything to a stranger.

After saying that, she hugged Lu Yao, nodded slightly to Jiraiya, and turned to walk towards the west side of the square.

Jiraiya's lips twitched.

You are just an ordinary villager.

So what am I?

As the two people and the dog walked away, Jiraiya stood still, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Lu Yao... the big black ball...

He touched his chin.

Based on Jiraiya's many years of experience in the ninja world, this little girl was definitely the closest person to the core figure of this village.

It should be similar to the relationship between Konohamaru and the old man.

After all, even the female ninja who was more powerful than him had to call this little girl "sir".

He quietly memorized the route, the names of the people, and the terrain around the square.

Jiraiya decided to stay in the village for a few more days to pay closer attention to what the variables in the prophecy were.

Is it one person?

Or is it this entire village?

Or perhaps, it's that big black ball?

"Hey buddy, stop looking. Only people from Konglu Village can use that thing."

At that moment, a voice came from Jiraiya's side.

Jiraiya turned his head and saw a thin young man with shifty eyes talking to him.

Jiraiya sensed the situation briefly and concluded that the other party was probably not a ninja.

Jiraiya was all too familiar with this kind of person.

These street thugs who spend their lives on the streets always have ways and means of obtaining information that are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Jiraiya immediately put on a warm smile.

"What advice do you have for me, brother?"

The man looked around, said nothing, but waved to Jiraiya, signaling him to come over.

Judging from his furtive appearance, Jiraiya felt that this person was definitely up to no good.

They're probably lying in ambush in an empty alley, ready to rob and kill at any moment.

However, he was skilled and daring, so even if the other party really wanted to set him up, he was not afraid. Therefore, Jiraiya followed without hesitation.

Before long, the two of them arrived at a quiet alley with few pedestrians.

"Hey bro, want this?" The skinny young man pulled a white watch out of his pocket.

"What is this?" Jiraiya still didn't know what a watch was.

"This is the thing that allows you to use that big black ball," the skinny young man said mysteriously.

"It took me a lot of effort to get my hands on it."

"Oh?" Jiraiya was somewhat surprised. "Then why don't you use it yourself?"

"Look at what you're saying. I just want to make a little money, but I don't have the skills to be a ninja." The young man curled his lip.

"How much?" Jiraiya had some doubts, but he wasn't afraid of being scammed.

"This number." The thin young man held out one hand, palm open, indicating five.

"What? Five hundred thousand taels?"

"Goodbye!"

Jiraiya prepared to leave without looking back.

"No, no, no... You can bargain, you can ask for an exorbitant price!" The young man quickly grabbed him.

Seeing this person's behavior, Jiraiya became even more certain that this thing was a trap.

However, he still decided to buy it and take a look first.

"One hundred thousand."

One hundred thousand taels is an amount that Jiraiya can still accept at this stage.

He is not yet a future niche bestselling author; the money he has is all saved up from doing tasks over the years.

"Deal." The skinny young man agreed without hesitation.

Damn it, we've lost out!

At this moment, Jiraiya realized he had been tricked. His heart was bleeding. He reluctantly took out his wallet, counted out a few bills, and handed them to the young man.

The young man took the money, shoved the watch into Jiraiya's hand, and then turned and ran away. He was so fast that even Jiraiya, one of the Legendary Sannin, didn't have time to react.

They disappeared into the alley in the blink of an eye.

Jiraiya was left alone, clutching the white watch, standing bewildered in the wind.