Chapter 1: Fallen Leaves on the Ground (New Book, Please Collect and Recommend)

At the end of the 36th year of the Konoha Chronicle, the situation in the ninja world gradually deteriorated.

Sand Village accused Konoha of maliciously snatching the task share that originally belonged to it, and Konoha accused Sand Village of crossing the Rain Country to plunder the border of the Fire Country.

There were constant frictions between Konoha and Sand Village, and the attitudes of Rock Village and Cloud Village were ambiguous. The Mist Village was also secretly mobilizing armed forces.

The Rain Country, located between the three major countries of Earth, Wind, and Fire, was forced to become a buffer zone and victim of the fight between the great powers.

The lead-colored dark clouds have spread across the sky, making this crying country even more lonely and sad.

Only the homeless wild dogs crouched beside the rotten meat and bit it.

"Konan, follow me..."

"Woo!" The wild dogs pricked up their ears alertly and bared their teeth at the misty fog.

In the distance, there seemed to be footsteps, mixed with low whispers.

Until the dark clouds flashed branch-shaped thunder, the world was dyed gray and white.

In the distance, in a desolate scene, two withered figures staggered out of the rain and fog, their ghostly faces illuminated by the light.

"Yahiko, I'm so cold..."

"Bear it for a while... If we can't find anything, we'll go back."

The ragged and wide raincoat concealed the thin and short figure. The eyes under the shadow were still bright, and the withered and embarrassed little face was very tender, looking like only five or six years old.

An orange-haired boy called "Yahiko" and a blue-haired girl called "Konan".

The eyes of the two children kept scanning the surroundings.

But most of the houses on the left and right were dilapidated. In the broken walls and mud, only corpses could be vaguely seen, perhaps men and women, perhaps old people and children, soaked in the mud and rotted and stinking.

Obviously, this settlement has been slaughtered.

Bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

Whenever they saw a broken and rotten corpse, Xiaonan would tighten her face and purse her lips subconsciously, while Yahiko's eyes showed sadness and fear.

One by one, the pale faces with residual fear were gradually deeply engraved in his mind.

"Yahiko, look there..."

It was not until Xiaonan pulled his sleeve that Yahiko came back to his senses from his trance and looked in the direction she pointed.

He saw an alley and a figure in the alley.

That was a strange corpse wearing a gray vest and looking up.

"Actually, I really found it!"

Yahiko's face lit up, and after making sure that there was no one around, he quietly slipped into the alley.

The moment he stepped into the alley, the rain curtain that was heavily pressing on his shoulders seemed to be suddenly cut off.

"Huh!"

Yahiko subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

Xiaonan looked up and subconsciously touched her throat.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt a chill.

When he looked up, he could only see the raging wind and the darkness covered by the tent cloth. He couldn't even see the moonlight.

"It's the body of a Sand Village Chunin!"

The uncontrollable exclamation beside him interrupted Xiaonan's inexplicable distraction.

He retracted his gaze and lowered his head to look at the figure.

The body wearing the Sand Village forehead protector was lying on its back, with a kunai inserted into the left eye socket, exposing the texture of the muscles and the broken scarlet blood vessels.

The dazzling blood flowed down the cheek to the bottom of the body, forming a light red mirror reflecting the blurred alley scene.

"It must be there!"

Yahiko, a boy of four or five years old, was squatting in front of the corpse. He didn't feel disgusted by the stinking corpse, but reached his hand into his arms with an expectant look.

It can be seen that this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. He is as skilled as the wild dogs gnawing on the corpse.

In fact, what he did was no different from the wild dogs.

If you can find some good things from the ninja's body, you can go to the capital of the Rain Country to exchange for some food. If you can't find anything, you can only steal...

Konan stood quietly aside, quietly looking at the body.

"... So scary." After a long silence, she murmured in a low voice.

Seeing that the body kept a ferocious and confused expression until death, Konan could almost imagine how the other party was killed.

Was the force that went straight through the head by stabbing?

To penetrate the head, at least you have to hit it, right?

First stab the short knife into the eye socket, and then punch or kick it hard.

Even the face of the Sand Ninja was still alert, that is, he stepped carefully into the alley, but he didn't even have time to react, and was killed by someone.

Thinking of this, Konan felt a little uneasy, looking around, but couldn't find the source of her uneasiness.

The cold air mixed with the smell of blood was inhaled into the lungs, and the faint, swaying, vague moonlight reflected on the ground.

On both sides of the alley were mottled walls, covered with damp water marks and moss. Spiders waited on the dark spider web, as if waiting for food to fall into the web, and their compound eyes reflected two short figures.

The whole alley was extremely quiet, as if they were the only ones left in the world. The rain curtain at the entrance of the alley was like a door, locking the two lost little animals in a cage.

Yahiko didn't notice Xiaonan's uneasiness, he lowered his head and groped, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Found it!" He exclaimed in surprise, and took out a ninja tool bag, "Xiaonan, look, there are shurikens and detonating tags in it... Hey, why don't you have that special steel wire, that thing is very useful..."

Yahiko was talking excitedly.

But before he finished, he was interrupted by Xiaonan in a trembling voice:

"Ya, Yahiko! Did you hear it?"

"... What did you hear?" Yahiko was startled and looked up and asked.

Xiaonan was stunned and looked at the violent storm outside the alley.

It seemed that he heard some sound, hidden in the roar of rain and wind.

It seemed to be...

Click...Click...

No, that's not right, it's not like, there is a sound.

At the moment when this thought came to Yahiko's mind.

The sky was suddenly dyed a blazing white by the lightning that tore through the dark clouds.

In the rain and fog in the distance, the dazzling white light cast three shadows on the ground, slender like ghosts.

Crack! Crack!

It became clearer, and the strange sound was getting closer and closer. The two were instantly engulfed by the fear that surged like a tide.

Boom! !

A thunderclap exploded immediately after the lightning fell.

Konan and Yahiko were suddenly awakened, and their young faces turned pale in an instant.

They heard it clearly and realized it.

What did that familiar voice mean?

"The puppeteer of Sand Village!"

Yahiko reacted, grabbed Konan's clothes, turned around and was about to escape.

But just as he stood up and took a step.

Swish!

In the peripheral vision, a black cold light suddenly passed in front of him.

At this moment, Yahiko could even smell the faint fishy smell.

Ding!

But in the next second, a subtle and crisp hitting sound was heard, and the kunai with a cold glow suddenly deviated from the original throwing trajectory.

It flew past Yahiko by a hair's breadth, sank into the wall beside him and made a crack.

"Yahiko, Yahiko..." Konan's face was extremely pale, and she clutched the corner of Yahiko's clothes tightly.

"Gudong!"

Yahiko was frozen in place like a stone, his mouth slightly open, his throat rolling up and down, and his breathing stagnated.

I don't know if it was sweat or rain, the crystal liquid slid down from the temples along the cheeks to the chin, and finally dripped onto the ground and shattered into water.

"I... I'm fine..." He raised his trembling hand and touched his nose.

Feeling the tingling and the wetness of his fingertips, his pupils trembled slightly, the hairs all over his body stood up, and he even felt like peeing between his buttocks.

Almost!

Almost died!

This was the first time he felt the fear of death so close.

But, that sound just now...

Crack!

Crack, click!

Before Yahiko could come back to his senses from his trance, two figures walked out of the rain curtain accompanied by gradually clear strange sounds.

Both of them were wearing hats, one of them had long yellow hair, and the blood-stained kunai was still spinning on his fingers, and the blood and rain gathered on the tip of the knife and splashed out.

The other person had a hideous scar on his face, and he was carrying a human-shaped thing wrapped in waterproof cloth, and the strange sound came from behind him.

"What?" Seeing the thin and short Yahiko and the other man, the yellow-haired Sand Ninja was also stunned, and then frowned and complained, "It turned out to be just two little ghosts."

"Did you just see that they were two little ghosts?" Another scarred Sand Ninja was a little surprised and said, "I thought you saw it, so I showed mercy and didn't hit him."

The yellow-haired Sand Ninja's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and he cursed: "Bullshit! I clearly aimed at his head!"

The scarred Sand Ninja just thought he was quibbling, smiled, and looked at the body in the alley.

"That idiot actually died here..." As he said that, he looked at Yahiko and the other man, and said indifferently: "I remember that Master Kazekage said that we should try not to hurt civilians?"

Hearing this, Yahiko and Konan were stunned for a moment, and a hint of hope appeared in their eyes.

"Don't joke." The yellow-haired Sand Ninja sneered with some disdain, "Don't forget, you killed a group of Rain Country civilians in your first A-level mission."

"Maybe, among the civilians you killed, there were their parents..."

After saying that, he turned his head suddenly and threw the kunai in his hand instantly.

In an instant, Yahiko and the other man who were moving their feet froze in place, and the kunai was now accurately stuck at their feet.

"Be good." The yellow-haired Sand Ninja showed a playful smile, like a cat playing with a mouse with its claws, and walked slowly towards Yahiko and the other man.

Scarface Sand Ninja did not stop them, but just touched the scar on his face, which seemed to be a little painful. He could not help but coldly admonish, "Be quick, we still have to help that idiot collect the body."

Hearing the two people's conversation without mercy, Yahiko and Konan's hopes were extinguished, and the hope in their eyes turned into despair.

The shadows of the trees beside them seemed to sway like human figures, and they sneered coldly at the two people who were resisting stubbornly.

Even the feeling of the cold wind drilling into the collar became more profound. A chill that penetrated into the bone marrow made Yahiko's hand holding the collar turn white, and his chest rose and fell violently, like a broken bellows.

"Why?" He murmured in a trembling voice.

He didn't understand why the battle between ninjas would involve civilians, and why the war between major powers would drag the Rain Country into the war.

The Fire Country and the Wind Country, the Sand Village and the Hidden Leaf Village, all seemed to be fighting for their own "justice".

And the reason for the Sand Village to start the war was to promote fair resource distribution.

"Fairness", what a "just" and "correct" reason.

However, they just want to live, is this wrong? If this is also wrong, then who is right?

"Is this your last words?" Hearing the murmur of the little ghost in front of him, the yellow-haired Sand Ninja who had already walked to the alley raised his eyebrows, and seemed a little distressed, "Unfortunately, even if you ask me, I don't know how to answer you."

After the voice fell, the yellow-haired Sand Ninja stepped out without stopping, and gently stepped into the curtain woven by the falling rain at the alley.

Click.

Xiaonan, whose face was only gray, was suddenly stunned, and her eyes stopped at the pool of blood under the dead ninja.

From her angle, the bloody water surface was like a mirror, but it reflected a pair of deep blue pupils.

It was like a predator quietly watching its prey under the deep pool of water.

Even in a trance, Xiaonan seemed to see that those eyes were slightly curved, as if... laughing?

Laughing?

Who is laughing?

Before she could raise her head to see clearly, her vision was blocked.

In front of her was Yahiko, who wanted to block her with his arms outstretched to protect her, and the ninja holding up a kunai, and the hideous smile on his face.

"Hee, kid, in your next life, pray that you are not born in a small country."

The voice fell, but when he tried to swing his arm down, nothing happened.

There was no splash of warm blood as before, nor was there the refreshing feeling that he coveted.

This situation made the yellow-haired sand ninja subconsciously stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned slightly to look at his arm.

I saw that the sleeve of his arm holding the kunai was slowly torn apart, and the skin underneath was cracked with a circular red line...

When the blood was splashed, the arm slid down and gradually separated from the shoulder, revealing a smooth and neat fracture with detailed bone and muscle texture.

Pain is generated in the cerebral cortex. So, after a person is directly injured, how long does it take for the pain information to be transmitted to the cerebral cortex, and how long does it take for a person to react?

The answer is one second.

In a state of high nerve tension and unconsciousness, it takes nearly one second to react.

But it only takes a moment to turn from extreme stillness to extreme movement.

Before everyone could react, the black shadow had already fallen from the shadow above like a falling maple leaf behind the prey, and the tip of its toes landed in the pool of blood, causing a ripple.

When the predator hidden in the dark was exposed to the moonlight, the first thing people noticed was not his face, but the cold light that was cut down with a touch of moonlight.

Puff!

The knife was very fast, and there was no pain when it passed, only cold death.

Almost in an instant, the head of the yellow-haired sand ninja soared into the sky and fell to the ground like a bowling ball, with a crisp sound like a watermelon falling to the ground, and a blood trail rolled on the ground.

The head still had a trace of doubt, and rolled into the puddled water with its eyes open, reflecting the two stunned little ones in its eyes.

The blood from the neck that was separated from it also bloomed like a fountain, causing a bloody rain to fall here, dripping on Xiaonan and Yahiko.

But soon, a shadow covered the front, and the smelly bloody rain stopped falling.

"It's a good habit to like to ask 'why', but unfortunately, you chose the wrong person."

A somewhat childish voice came from above, but the first impression it gave Xiaonan Yahiko was gentle.

"..."

As if they had not recovered from that scene, the two looked up a little blankly, just meeting a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Most people in this world are like fallen leaves, which can only float, roll, and tremble helplessly in the air, and finally collapse helplessly on the ground and become nutrients for the next generation."

"Only a few people can be like stars moving along a predetermined orbit. The wind of impermanent fate cannot blow them away. They have a predetermined journey in their hearts."

It was a young man, wearing a black robe, holding an umbrella in his hand, with distinct joints in his palms and a smile in his eyes.

Xiaonan couldn't tell for a moment whether the faint blue light reflected in those eyes was stars or rain.

I just felt that the dark rainy night became brighter, the rain was pouring down, my heart was surging, like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly.

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