Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Namjaoyang, Busan.

Loud bar, restrooms.

"Crack clack!"

There was a rattling sound coming from the bathroom cubicle. In the quiet environment, the sound was so creepy.

Beast cannibalism? Sharp teeth tearing apart other people's bones?

"Wow!"

"Crash!!"

The sound of the flushing toilet rang several times in a row, as if fighting against a hard mosaic of stench.

"Wow."

With the sound of the last smooth clattering sound, it was announced that the battle was the toilet's victory.

"Crackling."

A young man in a well-fitting white suit came out of the cubicle wearing sunglasses. His movements were very uncoordinated when he walked, and his gait was not normal until he walked a dozen steps.

Handan learns to walk and walks like flying.

"Axi, I met Zhan Zhonghao's group again. If you didn't stop me, I would have gone up with a bottle of wine!"

"Okay, okay, don't blow it."

"I blow?"

A group of drunk young people walked in cursing, bragging about awesome stories that happened in the parallel world.

But when he saw the man in sunglasses, the young man immediately stopped and shouted respectfully, "Brother Zuo."

"En." Shilong Dadou played this role, cold, majestic, and domineering.

It wasn't until Shilong Dadou left that the group of young people breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is Zuo Shijing, the aura is really scary."

"I just felt like I was suffocating, like, like, that's not a normal human being."

"He is a fierce man with a knife in his hand, chasing other gangs with a dozen or so and hacking down eight streets."

During this period of time, Shilong Dadou has been learning the style of Nanzaoyang, and after escaping from the siege net, he carefully considers how to integrate into the modern society.

Shilong Dadou learned things in modern society very quickly, unlike the ancients, who knew how to use electronic equipment, and quickly integrated into the convenient lifestyle of modern people, such as cars, mobile phones, and televisions.

Shilong Dadou finally understood why he couldn't escape the government's pursuers at that time. With electronic cameras everywhere in the town, it was not easy to be found.

But this time, he was able to easily escape from the siege, thanks to the couple who attracted the attention of the government and caused havoc.

Being overwhelmed, he was easily escaped by Shilong Dadou.

"I underestimated them. I didn't expect that there would be two superhumans, and in terms of combat power... I'm afraid they are much stronger than me."

Nanzaoyang was singing and dancing, and the captive leeks didn't know what happened on the sea.

But Shilong Dadou watched the battle at sea from a distance. Even if he made hundreds of puppets and held swords, could he defeat snakes and men and women in the sea?

He asked himself the second best swordsman in the world, but even the best swordsman still needs to eat and drink.

It is better to form forces to infiltrate and face directly than hiding with the government!

After arriving in the city of Busan, Shilong Daedou learned to hide himself and no longer ventured forward.

This time he chose this body after careful consideration.

Zuo Shijing served in the military for two years, his parents died and he has no relatives. He is a gangster on the street and has a simple social relationship.

Crucially, he was a member of a small sect.

Like Takahashi, Shilong Daidou decided to take advantage of the route after thinking about it. The difference is that Takahashi took advantage of the upper class rentiers, and Shilong Daidou decided to start with ordinary believers.

There are countless small sects scattered all over the land of Southern Morning Goat, with different creeds and different purposes, far surpassing the island country.

At the time when the extraordinary was flourishing, the island country promulgated a new "Religious Countermeasures Law" to wipe out every religious sect in the country with a heavy blow.

However, the religious situation in Nanzaoyang is still a mess, involving too much and lacking the motivation and courage to uproot it. There are faint signs of national boiling.

How to make good use of the ability he obtained from the demon king, Shilong Dadou thought of using other people's power.

The materials of puppets need to be purchased with money, and every puppet is worth money.

"Tonight, together..."

The underground band on the stage sang recklessly, and the men and women off the stage leaned together to let loose,

Bottles of Fragmented Wine were poured into women's mouths one by one. One can of this kind of wine was equivalent to five or six bottles of ordinary wine, and it tasted low, like fruity beer tasted by women. You didn't feel much until you drank the Fragmented Slice.

Members of some underground idol groups can also be vaguely seen, and the accumulated pressure must be released in one go in the bar.

Under different lights, it seems that there are monsters breeding.

Back on his seat, Shilong Dadou picked up a bottle of wine.

No body, no palate, no sense of favorite wine.

Only look at the color of the alcohol tumbling to relish the taste.

"Without a real body, you can't even drink."

"I don't know if I can create a real body by practicing puppetry to the highest level."

"It's time."

Pushing away a woman approaching, Shi Long got up and left the bar.

According to the agreed time, Shilong Dadou went to the church gathering place.

It was a single-family building in a town, and it looked nothing special on the outside. After following the guides in the church to push the door and enter, more than a dozen people had already gathered in the hall.

There are men and women, of different ages, but most of them look miserable.

A small number of young people are full of curiosity and yearning, and their young faces are yearning for the mysterious and unknown.

"Sorry, something happened today and I'm late."

Shilong Dadou's skin is very intimidating, and the tattoos are crawling out of his collar.

The newcomers couldn't help being nervous when they saw Shilong fighting.

"Don't be nervous, he is our brother, brothers and sisters love each other."

"Just come, let's carry out today's ceremony."

The priest in charge of the ceremony nodded.

It was said to be a ceremony, but in fact there was no bloody ritual. A few people sat in a circle, placed candles and incense in the middle, and drew some symbols that they didn't understand. After praying, the believers began to communicate about their recent life.

"I saw my husband with that woman again last night. At that time, I really wanted to step on the gas pedal..."

They were all tragic stories about cheating husbands, unfilial children, or unrelieved bereavement.

Shi Long's heart is as strong as steel, and he doesn't feel much about the pain suffered by the brothers and sisters in the so-called sect.

In the training of kendo, he has already sacrificed his life to give a long knife, and he doesn't even care about his own pain, so what do I have to do with other people's happiness, anger, sorrow and joy.

After a famous disciple told his misery, it was finally Shilong Dadou's turn to speak.

The stern skin has never changed his expression, like a patient with facial paralysis. When he opened his mouth, there was no muscle movement, just the opening and closing of the bones. It was really weird: "I have connected with the true god."

One sentence misleads the atmosphere in the living room, everyone is complaining here, and you come up and say that you have contacted the true God.

"True God?"

"Contacted?"

"Impossible." The priest in charge of the entire ceremony suppressed his voice of sneering, "How did you get in touch with the true God?"

There is no real god, this entire sect is actually a trap for money-grabbing, although it spreads all over Busan, the organization is not small, but priests like him are the least likely to be deceived.

He is an official of the customs during the day, but behind his back, he has the identity of a priest. The upper level is collecting money, and he, the middle level, is also pocketing his own money.

The so-called church's ability to communicate with the true God is just a trick that existed decades ago, but recently it has been disguised more beautifully by taking advantage of the supernatural wind.

The various sects of Nanzaoyang are basically under the guise of Qiezhidan, or spiritual practice like Amelika in the island country. Turn the tide.

There are mountain gods, sea gods, etc., who have animism, and there are also false gods created by themselves, or they claim to be able to comprehend the will of the universe.

In a country where even the former president believed in evil religions, one can imagine the ups and downs. These sects that have changed their ways have grown recklessly among the people and the upper class in a short period of time.

The organizers of which sect have never dreamed of the Spring and Autumn Dream, and like their predecessors, they have included the president under their command and domineering.

"hehe."

Shi Long smiled sinisterly and said, "I know you don't believe my words."

"However, the true God has descended upon me with power."

"Now, I will show you the mighty power of the true God."

After finishing speaking, Shi Long Da Dou raised his palm.

"Boom!"

Candle.

The candlesticks used to increase the sense of mystery suddenly flew off the ground, and seven or eight candlesticks circled around the ground.

"Left!"

"right!"

Following the direction of Shilong Dadou's palm, the candlestick also moved.

Floating around the room like a will-o'-the-wisp, seeing the candle flame approaching him, the believers backed away in fear.

This is not a magic trick shown on TV. People sitting together can clearly see that there is no suspicious thread hanging from the candlestick.

"The true god, the true god manifests."

"Nianli."

"Woo woo woo..."

The believers knelt down, crossed their hands, or clasped their hands together. They were just down-to-earth citizens, and they had never seen real supernatural manifestations in reality.

The most shocked one was the priest in charge of the ceremony, he looked at Shilong Dadou tremblingly, and always felt that pair of godless eyes were staring at him.

The fake Li Gui meets the real Li Kui.

The other party will not want to kill me.

He used to be a fierce character on the extreme path, but now that he has mastered the supernatural power, he can't say that he wants to kill people and stand up.

"I, I, I..." The priest trembled, not knowing what to say.

At the end of the sacrifice, he bowed his head and bowed down, and the sketch on the wall immediately congratulated: "Welcome to the true god to descend the son of God, and lead us to explore the truth."

"Welcome the true God to descend the Son of God, and lead us to explore the truth."

"Welcome..."

"This is only part of the ability given to me by the true God."

Putting the candlestick back to its original place, Shilong Dadou took back the Chakra thread, and stood proudly in front of everyone, no one dared to look up at him.

After mastering the supernatural ability, the two sides are already two completely different lives.

There are not many tricks that can be performed by the primary use of puppet art, but it is enough for ordinary people.

Although people invented the lighter before the invention of the match, if someone can rub their fingers to make a spark and light a cigarette, they will also be worshiped as gods.