Konoha: This opening is too villainous

As she spoke, she turned her head to look at the blue-purple haired girl beside her.

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Xiaonan reached out to lift up her short hair from her ears, brushing down the fallen leaves that had been blown off her shoulders by the wind. A touch of sadness appeared on her face that always had a smile.

"I wonder how the patriarch is doing outside? He has never left the village! He must have suffered a lot outside, right?"

Kushina couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this.

Hagoromo Fushi hasn't been out of the village for a long time?

I'm afraid you are the only one who has this illusion, right?

That guy's current strength is probably no less than Minato!

Instead of worrying about him, you should worry about Minato!

"You don't need that guy at all..."

She said this, but before she finished speaking, she turned her head sharply.

I saw three more figures in the shade of the tree beside me.

They wear different animal masks and uniform equipment, like shadows sneaking into the night.

"Uzumaki Kushina."

A cold voice came from the leader, and the voice came through the mask without any emotion.

"Come with us."

The other party said this, but Kushina didn't respond.

She just stared at the other person blankly, as if in a daze.

Behind the white mask, a streak of silver-white hair flutters in the wind... Shan.

Chapter 195 The caravan returning from Orange Mountain Castle

sassy sassy...

The weather at the end of June can change at any time.

The heavy black clouds were like the deep and gloomy mood of the marching team, which finally could not be suppressed in the evening.

"Pants!"

A bright thunderbolt flashed across the sky.

The bright light illuminated the entire sky and earth for an instant, and then large raindrops fell pattering down.

On the open plain, one after another figures were running in the rain. The road that was originally hardened by the scorching sun gradually became muddy after being washed away by the rain.

Pairs of ninja boots stepped on it and soon splashed up pieces of mud.

"It's almost there..."

On a raised hill beside the road, a figure wearing a poncho jumped up, then pushed aside the poncho that was blown by the wind and looked into the distance.

"Right ahead! Salt and Copper Village!"

In the direction of his finger, at the junction of the endless plain and the vast rain curtain, the silhouette of a group of black buildings was looming.

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Salt Copper Village is located in the Kingdom of Fire. The northwest of Konoha Village is close to the border. It is the closest supply station to the frontline logistics Kikyo Mountain Castle.

Back then, this place was rich in a mineral called salt copper, which attracted many miners to settle here. However, it eventually fell into disuse due to years of competition between Konoha and Sagakure and the gradual depletion of the mineral veins.

But it is still one of the important strongholds for ninjas and caravans traveling between the Kingdom of Wind and the Kingdom of Fire.

Before the war started, the permanent population here was about 2000, and the number of caravans coming and going during the peak season could reach 5000.

However, now, due to the war between Konoha and Sunagakure, the residents here have gradually moved to the interior of the Fire Country. The population is only ten, and it is considered an abandoned city.

Except for the ninjas who went to the front line to transport supplies and troops, there were few people here anymore.

However, today's Salt Copper Town is particularly noisy.

When groups of genin rushed out of the rain, they found that there were already visitors in this abandoned town.

A dozen carriages were parked neatly in front of a dilapidated hotel on the west side of the town's only main road.

Five or six guys dressed in businessmen's clothing, followed by a few guys who looked like guards, were standing on the roadside.

They watched in silence as this hundred-man Genin team broke through the rain and appeared in the town.

The leader was a tall middle-aged man who looked a little fat.

He stared at the Konoha ninjas who had entered the town, squinting his eyes from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking about.

It wasn't until several jounin and chuunin appeared that a warm enough smile finally appeared on his face.

"It looks like they are a caravan returning from Kikyo Mountain Castle. I didn't sense the existence of chakra. It should be "[-] ordinary people are right, but..."

Among the crowd, Kurama Aoja looked at the middle-aged man who was talking to a chuunin and wondered, "This is strange. Although the chakras of the guards behind them are very weak, they are not our ninjas of Konoha." Woolen cloth."

"It's not surprising."

The person who answered him was Ibixi standing aside. The big man was carrying a huge backpack on his back, which was filled with various herbs that someone had collected in the past few days. He looked at the guards with thoughtful eyes. He said, "We are not the only ninjas in Konoha in the Land of Fire. There are also many large-scale ninja groups. They also have the strength to accept tasks through various channels. Now that Konoha is short of manpower during the war, Many local commissions such as caravan escorts are more willing to release tasks to these powerful ninja groups with more favorable prices."

"Is that so..."

Kurama Qingque nodded in relief, and then suddenly looked around as if he noticed something...

"Damn it! Where is that guy Fujiu? He was here just now! Why is he missing again?"

Just when Kurama Qingque was busy looking for someone.

A chuunin sent an order to temporarily station the team in the east of the town.

These are rows of shabby-looking brick and stone houses that have been abandoned for who knows how long. They exude a musty smell in the humid air.

However, it is much better than sleeping in the wilderness on a rainy day.

This place is very close to Jukyo Mountain Castle, and these genin do not need to go to the front line. It is also good to take a good rest now to replenish the energy consumed by marching in the rain during the day.

The night is approaching and the sky is completely dark!

"Crack clap!"

A flash of fire lit up in the empty house.

Most of the furniture in this private house was swept away, and the only remaining wooden cabinet was dismantled by Kurama Qingque to use as wood for the fire.

There was a warm bonfire burning in the stone fire pit in the center of the house. The three of them sat around the bonfire, drying their wet clothes, and felt comfortable listening to the thundering wind and rain outside.

4.1

At this moment, the originally closed wooden door was suddenly pushed open.

A gust of wind and cold rain pushed a figure in.

Suddenly, the rain outside suddenly started!

As the bonfire shook violently, Kurama Qingque turned around dissatisfied, "Where have you gone? Now we are getting closer to the front line. You'd better stay with us at this time and don't run around, otherwise with your strength just in case……"

The words stopped abruptly, and he looked at the other party with wide eyes, a hint of surprise and joy.

"Hey? Where did you get the chicken?"

Chapter 196: The rubbish game will cost me my youth!

"Boom!"

The sound of rain continued, and along with the dense lightning, it gradually became heavier and heavier.

The characteristic whine of the strong wind blew into the room through the cracks in the doors and windows.

The young man couldn't help but shiver.

"This damn weather."

he grumbled.

Involuntarily, I leaned against the stone fire pit in the center.

In the middle of the fire pit.

A strong bonfire swayed and burned from side to side.

Under the roughly whittled wooden stick is a pot that constantly contains steam and fragrance.

Kurama Qingque smelled the aroma and couldn't help but ask again, "How is it? Is it still not ready? It should be almost stewed, right?"

"Don't worry, wait until I make another side dish."

When the firelight shone, it was a handsome black-haired boy.

At this time, he was concentrating on dealing with 12 salted fish.

"It's salted fish again..."

The corner of Kurama Qingque's mouth is twitching. He has been vomiting after eating salted fish every day for the past two days. I want to drink chicken soup!

"This time is different."

"What's different? Isn't it salty enough?"

As Youran's words rang out, Fujiu had already pulled out a kitchen knife from his backpack.

This is a kitchen knife with a thick back and a wide blade. The back of the knife is dark and dull, but the blade emits a cold light.

"Good knife!"

Yueguang Feiyu, who had been keeping her eyes closed and silent, suddenly opened her eyes, staring at the kitchen knife in someone's hand, and slowly uttered two words for a long time.

Stunning!

Anyone who loves knives will notice the extraordinary quality of this knife at the first sight.

However, Naihe is a kitchen knife...

You are a good knife, but how can you cook?