There is a problem with my spiritism in Naruto

Seeing two more companions fall to the ground, how could these warriors dare to hesitate?

Invariably, they rushed towards the place where they had previously excreted.

For a time, the scene became extremely heated

Some warriors who could not find their original place of excretion did not hesitate to compete with their companions for the excrement in each other's hands.

"this is mine"

The "bastard" fought hard to no avail. In order to save his own life, the samurai actually pulled out his katana from his waist and slashed at the back of his companion's neck.

The warrior who was enjoying his meal fell directly to the ground.

He kicked away the samurai who was hacked to death. The samurai threw away the katana in his hand and started eating.

The sounds of retching and swallowing suddenly became one.

Zhen Xuanxin looked at the behavior of these people with a somewhat uncertain face.

Do you want to go by yourself?

After struggling in his heart for a few seconds, Zhen Xuanxin quickly moved to the position where he was squatting before, closed his eyes, picked up a little and stuffed it into his mouth.

The stench mixed with a weird taste made Zhen Xuanxin couldn't help but retched.

But then he thought of the samurai who was fine after eating it, so Zhen Xuanxin still suppressed his nausea and swallowed it.

"Clap clap clap."

There was a burst of slight applause, and Zhen Xuanxin turned around suddenly.

Beside Fujiwara Haori, a young man who looked like a refugee and was covered in rags was looking at him with a strange smile.

"As expected of a samurai, you can eat this kind of food so elegantly." Xiaobai said, imitating Zhen Xuanxin and grabbing a handful in the air.

But when I thought about it, it was too disgusting. Xiaobai retched and gave up his imitation.

"Who are you?"

Zhen Xuanxin stood up, wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth and asked.

The strong stench reverberated in his mouth, and Zhen Xuanxin, whose eyes were so smoked that he could not open his eyes, had time to get angry.

Now he just wanted to find river water and wash his mouth and stomach quickly.

"Master samurai, actually, the rice in the pot is not poisonous." As soon as Xiaobai finished speaking, a burst of green smoke appeared from the two samurai covered in blood, and they turned into Nara Shikuguru and Akira Tori.

All the warriors who were still eating couldn't help but were stunned, and turned back to look blankly at the two people beside Xiao Bai.

"Go to hell!" A samurai finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards Xiaobai while vomiting.

But before he could take two steps, he suddenly felt dizzy.

puff.

After a muffled sound, the warrior fell to the ground.

"Ah, I seem to have forgotten." Seeing the samurai lying on the ground, Xiao Bai suddenly realized and slapped his head.

"Although, there is only a small dose of laxatives in this water, but I have poisoned this shit."

"You bastard..." Zhen Xuanxin only felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and finally he couldn't hold on and lay down on the ground.

Nara Shikuru pinched his nose and looked at Haku who was smiling happily.

Originally, when he heard that Xiaobai was going to poison the shit, he thought it was impossible for these warriors to eat shit.

After all, no one is a fool. If you think carefully about this method of detoxifying by eating excrement, someone will definitely think that there is something wrong with it.

"Why do these people do what you want?" Qiu Lili asked Xiaobai while holding back his nausea.

"It's very simple." Xiaobai said matter-of-factly. "You first make yourself vomit blood and pretend to die suddenly to make these warriors believe that you are poisoned. And if you fake death so quickly, they will naturally subconsciously think that the poison is Strong poison."

"At this time, Lu Xun who was with you spoke out his so-called knowledge with a look of horror on his face, and was the first to implement it. After seeing that he was fine, these people naturally had the same idea in their hearts."

"That's right, this method is useful."

Hearing Xiao Bai's words, Lu Xun had a disgusted expression on his face, "Can you skip this section? Even though I'm eating rabbit meat, I still feel a little nauseous."

Xiaobai ignored Lu Xun and continued.

"But these people will still have conflicts in their hearts and will be very hesitant for a while. If they can maintain a stalemate for a while longer, this lie will naturally be self-defeating."

Xiaobai smiled and pointed at the two warriors who were strangled unconscious at first, "So these two warriors are very important."

"When I broke the threads that tied them and let the two samurai fall to the ground, I was forcing these samurai to make a decision. We created a scene where time was running out."

"Under such compulsion, it is natural for the impulsive samurai to judge and imitate what he sees."

"Other people will naturally have the thought that if someone eats with me, then what should I be afraid of? So under the influence of herd mentality, it is not surprising that these people would make this decision."

Having said this, Xiaobai walked up to the tied Fujiwara Chu and helped him untie the rope.

"So, when we are at the center of the incident, we can never clearly see the situation. Unless you have a divine perspective. Therefore, in a chaotic situation, do not make judgments easily, think of a solution first It’s never too late to make a decision outside the constraints of the situation.”

After being untied, Fujiwara couldn't help but burst into tears.

"I didn't see you, I thought you were dead."

Xiaobai patted Fujiwara Chu on the shoulder and asked, "Where are Xiaowu and the others?"

Fujiwara Haori was still crying.

A vein bulged on Xiaobai's forehead, and he gave Hajime Fujiwara a large chestnut.

噹

"Xiao Wu and Suigetsu are safe. I came out to look for you without seeing you. Qingyuan went to the Uchiha station to look for Madara." Fujiwara Hatter said with sobs.

"Just let me cry for a while, uncle bastard."

Xiaobai sighed, found a relatively clean samurai sword and handed it to Fujiwara Hajime.

"Kill these people's vital points."

"Ah" Fujiwara, who had a big bag on his head, stopped crying and looked at Xiaobai.

"If you don't want revenge, forget it." Xiaobai said, pretending to throw the katana aside.

"I'll go." Fujiwara grabbed the katana from Xiaobai's hand and began to follow Xiaobai's request to hit the target.

"Let me tell you, Xiaobai." After Xiaobai finished educating Fujiwara Hajime, Nara Shigaguru walked over with his nose pinched. "Although your strategy is good, if there is a next time, can you not do it like this?" nausea."

When the matter came to an end, Xiaobai also realized that the smell around him was not pleasant.

Xiaobai stood up and walked towards the wind outlet.

"Lu Xun, I'll leave it to you to check whether these people are dead." Xiao Bai said without looking back.

"Why should I go?" Nara Shikugou said in a muffled voice.

"Ahem, I'm just a poor old man in his dying years." Xiaobai opened his little theater again.

"That's enough, I'll just go." Nara Shikugou sighed and turned back, "It's troublesome."