Across Three Generations: At the beginning, I am angry and you regret it

Chapter 8 Weaknesses

Author: Tiger who knows how to slide and shovel

Chapter 8 Weaknesses

"Stab it."

Like fire cooking oil, the evil ghost's skin and head began to melt rapidly under the sunlight.

The evil ghost that cannot even be destroyed by ninjutsu is as fragile as snow in the sun, and its ability to regenerate is easily suppressed.

The evil ghost, who was originally so aggressive, also let out a scream of fear and pain.

"No! No!"

"I said!"

"It's Master Wuhan!"

"Master Wuhan created me!!"

When Sarutobi Hiruzen heard the familiar words, he narrowed his eyes immediately.

"As expected"

Apart from the fact that the timelines don’t match up, the characteristics of the evil ghost in front of me are

The evolution of cannibalism, immortality, and fear of sunlight are all very consistent with the characteristics of the world in Hiruzen Sarutobi's memory.

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

The reason why the evil ghost in front of us can move during the day depends entirely on the special terrain of the valley where sunlight can hardly penetrate.

“It’s just that the timeline is a little too early.”

"It's four hundred years too early..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the evil ghost who was still screaming and estimated in his mind,

"It seems that the current Wuhan has not been tortured to pieces by that fierce man from heaven."

"Even the lower-level ghosts call me by my name..."

"It's not imprisoned in the blood..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen didn't think there was anything wrong with this timing.

On the contrary, in this timeline, Sarutobi Hiruzen can appreciate that god-like figure, comparable to the demeanor of the Sage of Six Paths.

"The fate of the country is one."

A glimmer of expectation arose in Sarutobi Hiruzen's heart.

In his opinion, it is impossible to become a ghost and pursue immortality.

Even if the problems of sunlight and cannibalism were solved, Sarutobi Hiruzen still looked down upon it.

After all, Demon Slayer is only a two-star world. Judging from the combat performance of Demon Slayer, it is not comparable to the shadow of a villager in the Naruto world.

Sarutobi Hiruzen has many opportunities, and there is no need to confine his bloodline to a mere two-star world.

In contrast, Hiruzen Sarutobi was more looking forward to communicating with a guy of Enichi Tsukuni's caliber.

"After all, he was the first generation who killed Mu and lost his spirit..."

“I have the talent to create breathing techniques from scratch, but I cherish them too much.”

Sarutobi Hiruzen thought, and took a step forward, just enough to block the sunlight shining on the evil ghost's head.

The evil ghost immediately stopped screaming and just panted heavily.

However, the super vitality caused the evil ghost to start regenerating again. However, due to the influence of the sun, the speed of the evil ghost's regeneration was much slower this time.

"If I don't become a ghost..."

"Creatures like ghosts are quite superior..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen admired the ghost's vitality, which was stronger than Wolverine, and praised it in his heart.

"Congratulations on surviving now"

Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression was filled with amusement and a hint of unnoticeable enthusiasm.

"However, I will live as I lie on the test bench."

After all, as a ninja doctor, it is normal to study interesting things when you see them.

The island countries in this world are in extremely backward ancient times.

The roads and roads are extremely rough.

Only the official road is slightly gentler and is the first choice for caravans and armies passing through.

There is a mighty caravan on the official road now, led by several tall horses, followed by a considerable load.

It can be seen that its scale is not small.

"It's getting dark..."

"Tell the people behind you to stay where you are."

"It's still a long way from Kyoto..."

Among the caravans, a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes and a shrewd and determined look gave instructions to the side.

Beside him are the elderly housekeeper and his young daughter.

After the old steward responded, he asked the convoy behind to stay where they were and rest, and take turns to guard them.

After the housekeeper left, the middle-aged man sighed softly, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally from the journey.

As the patriarch of a business family, if this messy world hadn't made it more difficult for caravans to travel, and there were no close followers in the family, he wouldn't have gone out in person.

In fact, in this era of unjust wars, it is quite unsafe to travel on trade routes.

There are not only wild beasts in the mountains and forests, but also real and fake robbers who come to rob the official road.

It would be better if they were real robbers. Most of the real robbers were desperate civilians. They only had a few broken knives and a few farm tools together, and most of them were very thin.

It is not a threat at all to the lightly armed caravan.

The most difficult thing to deal with is the fake robbers, who are actually soldiers and bandits.

Most of them are composed of wandering warriors and soldiers, and even more are registered private soldiers of the family. They are well-trained and ruthless, and they will not worry about the impact of the robbery at all.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man thought of something again and said seriously to the elegantly dressed girl beside him.

"Hezi..."

"You go and wash up."

"Get neatly dressed and go deliver food to that Sarutobi-sama..."

The girl named Hezi was shocked and understood what her father meant.

But there is no unexpected emotion in my heart, because in this era, clinging to the strong is the destination of women.

The Sarutobi-sama my father spoke of was the ninja he met on the road.

He was a little older but had almost incredible skills. With just three punches and two kicks, he dispersed a group of more than thirty private soldiers and helped the caravan escape the siege.

It was also because of this incident that the middle-aged man respectfully invited Lord Sarutobi in and enshrined him in the caravan as the highest ranking person.

"Yes, Father..."

Hezi bowed slightly and saluted with an elegant expression, obviously having undergone rigorous training by Yamato Nadeshiko.

"I just don't know if that Sarutobi-sama is the legendary one."

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and quickly interrupted Hezi's guess.

"Be careful!"

"This is not something we should be discussing..."

"It would be good if such a strong person could get along with him, but it would also be a good thing if he couldn't form a good relationship..."

"We are just ordinary merchants, we don't need to get involved in the chaos."

As the leader of a clan, middle-aged people still have wisdom. It is a good thing to cling to the strong, but being strong is often equal to trouble.

As for the identity of Lord Sarutobi mentioned by Hezi, the middle-aged man held a negative attitude.

Because the Sarutobi-sama in front of him is a bit older and does not look like the famous warrior of the Sanada family.

But no matter what, his extremely strong skills cannot be faked, and the skills he shows are as strong as a military commander who can defeat hundreds of people.

In any ancient country or clan, this was a skill that was enough to make you a prince or a general.

"Yes...Father"

Hezi nodded and said no more, but was slightly nervous about what was going to happen next.

I wonder if that adult will like a woman like her.

On the other side, in an independent tent, the oil lamp was brightly lit.

The figure of Sarutobi Hiruzen stood among them, and on the wooden table in front of him, there was a demon with four arms and claws, and it was tightly tied to it.

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