This point, he had already learned.
Silently picking up a corpse, he drew the shovel from his back and directly dug a pit on the spot, then buried the corpse lying across the road inside.
And all of this was seen by a snake hidden in the shadows of a corner of the house.
However, Qifeng did not name him.
Only after burying this corpse did he silently walk to another corpse and continue to repeat the same action.
His expression was indifferent, without any emotional fluctuations, as if he was just a person digging pits and burying soil.
He also didn't deliberately search for corpses in the dilapidated houses, but simply buried the corpses he could see in his field of vision one by one.
This process lasted for a full two hours.
Finally.
When Qifeng walked to the end of the street, he straightened his back and said to the empty street, "Stop watching, you've been watching for so long, isn't that enough?"
It was still quiet, and he didn't get any response.
Qifeng frowned. Just as he was about to say something, he saw the ground in front of him slowly wriggling, and a familiar figure slowly condensed into shape.
The signature eye shadow and the vertical snake pupils full of curiosity and danger.
Orochimaru!
Orochimaru lightly licked his lips, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth, "We meet again, how... should I address you?"
"Orochimaru, is this something your Konoha did?" Qifeng's gaze swept across the entire street.
Orochimaru's lips curled up, and he smiled: "Konoha disdains to do such things."
Hearing this, Qifeng didn't doubt him. He silently nodded, glanced at Orochimaru again, and directly turned around and left.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Suddenly, three sounds of air being torn apart streaked past Qifeng, almost brushing against his clothes.
Only after the things that streaked past fell on the ground could he see that they were three small snakes, sticking out their tongues and staring at Qifeng, as if they would launch an attack without hesitation if he made any more movements.
"You still haven't answered my question." Orochimaru's voice came from behind.
Qifeng raised an eyebrow, the corner of his eye twitching imperceptibly. He turned around and said indifferently: "As you can see, I'm just a corpse burier in the ninja world."
"Oh? A corpse burier?"
"If you insist on asking my name, Disciple."
"Disciple..." Orochimaru flicked the hair beside his ear, the smile on his face still present, but his eyes were exceptionally sharp. "Then, Mr. Disciple, may I ask what is your relationship with my subordinate, Maruyama Qifeng?"
"Maruyama Qifeng?" Qifeng repeated his own name, restraining himself from revealing any flaws. Only the corners of his mouth, hidden by the mask, were twitching non-stop.
Under Orochimaru's substantive, pressing gaze, he calmly said: "I don't know him. Is he famous?"
Orochimaru chuckled and licked his lips. "Famous? Perhaps."
What exactly does Orochimaru mean?
Qifeng really couldn't grasp it.
It is estimated that no one in the entire ninja world can grasp Orochimaru's mentality and thoughts.
But since he's here, he must continue acting.
"Orochimaru, if there's nothing else, I should leave. If you're curious about your subordinate, you should ask him yourself, instead of coming to me."
As he spoke, he gently waved his palm, and three thumb-sized crimson fireballs brushed across the ground. The three small snakes in front of him instantly turned into dust and dissipated into the air.
Seeing this, the look of surprise appeared on Orochimaru's determined face for the first time.
"Scorching Release?"
Chapter 74: An Unremarkable Hobby (Seeking Collection, Recommendation, Monthly Tickets)
Orochimaru's eyes widened, and his undisguised curiosity almost squeezed out of his eyes. He abruptly waved his right hand.
"Hidden Shadow Snake Hands!"
Hiss hiss hiss——
Countless snakes shot out rapidly from his sleeves, sweeping towards Qifeng.
Qifeng, who had his back to Orochimaru, hadn't relaxed his vigilance against Orochimaru at all. He felt a tremor when he noticed him making a move.
But his face didn't show the slightest expression. He quickly turned around, and five clusters of blazing fireballs surrounded his body. Waving two clusters of fireballs, he met the massive snake stream head-on.
Along with the unpleasant burnt smell, countless shriveled snake bodies fell from the sky.
But Orochimaru's snakes seemed to be endless. The more snakes that were killed, the more snakes continued to pour out of his sleeves, their appearances ferocious.
Orochimaru's lips slowly curled upwards, he licked his lips, and said in a low voice: "Hidden Shadow Many Snake Hands!"
The sleeves on his arms bulged, and even more snakes gushed out frantically, with an appearance that wanted to drown Qifeng.
Qifeng's expression was solemn, and both hands moved in unison. Two more fireballs greeted him.
The shriveled snake corpses had already covered his feet.
Orochimaru seemed indifferent to the deaths of these seemingly ordinary snakes, only the look of curiosity in his eyes grew even more intense.
As Orochimaru's eyes narrowed slightly, the bulging sleeves swelled again.
No longer a dense stream of snakes, but a brown python as thick as two people sprang out, wrapped in a savage momentum, and pounced towards Qifeng.
Qifeng's eyes flickered, and he casually summoned a fireball, then grabbed the corpse-covering shovel on his back.
A blazing light rose from the corpse-covering shovel, and a bright red arc of light covered the sharp edge of the shovel. Aiming at the rushing python, he swung the shovel down on its head!
Boom!!
A muffled sound.
The sharp edge of the shovel collided with the dense, metallic-glossed scales of the python. In the sparks that splashed everywhere, the shovel edge went straight into the snake scales, branding a deep mark.
Hiss——
The python was in pain, and its body suddenly swung. The tail, which was quite powerful, was like a rapidly waving whip, and it swept towards Qifeng with the sound of tearing through the air.
