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The Travelers Association can be said to be the highest organization in Pigeon Village.

As the name suggests, all its members are time-travelers. In other novels or comics, only one of these characters can be the protagonist. It is enough to hold a meeting in the Pigeon Village. And they are in a system of mutual consultation internally, and all time-travelers

Everyone has the right to speak and can express their own opinions. This rule was formulated by Ge Yingnai Fenbai, not because of how democratic he is, but because it allows him to be lazy. So many people have made mistakes.

If he had an idea, he just had to follow the opinion of the majority and be done with it. It could be said to be very lazy.

The Pigeon Village was founded not long ago. The Traveler Neighborhood Committee... The Traveler Patient Exchange Association...

The Time Traveler Exchange Association has naturally been in existence for a shorter period of time, but their influence on the Pigeon Village and even the entire Bird Country is huge. After all, thanks to the blessings of Naruto World, the military power of the entire world is equated with ninjas. The Traveler Association

The policies that affect the Village of Pigeons also affect the Country of Birds. Just like a stone thrown on the lake, it doesn't just fall into the water with a bang, it will definitely cause ripples, and the actions of the travelers

It will definitely impact other people in the world as well.

Orochimaru was one of them. He walked with his confidants on the land of the Kingdom of Birds, perhaps close to the Kingdom of Rain. It rained most days in the Kingdom of Birds, but they did not have as strong a drainage capacity as the Kingdom of Rain.

A large amount of rainwater gathered on the land to form swampy lakes, where countless birds inhabited, and the air was filled with a moist smell.

The night was getting late, and a strange wind blew.

The bushes suddenly became silent, and a frog jumped out of the darkness. He looked at the pine forest with some confusion. There were usually many insects chirping at this time, but why was it suddenly so quiet today? It croaked a few times in confusion.

.

"hiss--"

A black shadow suddenly rushed toward it from behind, its sharp fangs piercing its body, and its slender body was twisted into a ball like a flower rope. It was a long snake as thick as a thumb, with dark scales.

Sparkling in the moonlight.

The frog soon stopped moving, and was then completely swallowed by the big snake. This small movement seemed so huge in the silent and dark environment. Countless birds lurking in the darkness were frightened away, and there was a big brown bird.

He hurriedly passed by three humans on their way.

"Crack!"

The whole bird was split in half, bright red blood splashed in an arc, and the wreckage fell to the grass. The person in the front wore round glasses and had a blue chakra knife condensed in his hand. Surrounded by

The chakra blue light on his wrist penetrated the flock of frightened birds like a flame.

Broken feathers and blood were flying everywhere, but the three people in the group didn't even look at them. They just passed over the corpses. After they left completely, there were a few giant ones on the ground that barely struggled to fly to the sky again.

Crows, their originally not serious wounds suddenly burst open, and after wailing shrilly, the surroundings returned to deathly silence.

"They're here, and all the spies are dead. Damn it, these guys can kill birds!"

In the Traveler Association Hall of the Pigeon Village, Huang Hongcheng, who had been closing his eyes and concentrating on controlling the birds, opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Orochimaru with an angry expression.

The birds were disguised as yellow-red-orange bugs. Orochimaru was famous and no one would find him easy to deal with. After receiving the news that Orochimaru might come to the village, Huang-Hongcheng hatched this batch of birds overnight.

Bugs, their appearance and internal structure are even

Their habits were imitated by those birds. Logically speaking, there was no reason why they would be discovered. What they did not do well was discovered. I didn’t kill any animals along the way, just the bugs disguised as birds.

Anyone can see the problem.

He was shocked. He had always had confidence in his bugs. Although there had been incidents where his own bugs had been eaten, it was because he was not prepared and the development time was too short, which exposed the nest and the city.

It took the support of many people to kill him, and he was a little unconvinced.

"Okay, how did Orochimaru discover you, or whether he discovered you? Let's leave this question for later. How many people did you see and who were they?" The most important thing now is who came and how many people.

, and maybe some preparations can be made. Naifen does not think that Pigeon Village is weak. They have a huge number of bugs, super large-scale illusions, and their biggest reliance is the time traveler who will not really die. They are really like Orochi.

After Maru got up, we were not afraid of death at all. We could just resurrect after a while. But we were still very nervous. The last time I felt this way was the night when Uchiha Itachi massacred the clan.

"Three people, Orochimaru Kimimaro and... Kabuto. Although his appearance has changed, his classic glasses have not changed. You can still tell it's him."

"Kabuto Yakushi..." are the most important younger brothers of Orochimaru. Kimimaro is in much better health now than he was in the future, and he is also a troublesome guy when it comes to fighting. Orochimaru is the only one who

Not to mention, they came with bad intentions and were very powerful. I just hoped that they would come in the name of Yinying Village and not really do anything casually, just to test it out.

"They didn't continue to rush here, they stopped." Naifen looked out the window. The moon was sparse, and the huge moon hung high in the sky, constantly emitting cool light downwards. It was already very late.

It was late. Except for special missions, ninjas were also very afraid of operating at night. They would also choose to set up a bonfire at night and wait until dawn before setting off. Orochimaru probably thought so too, so he stopped.

"If they stop, it seems that they intend to enter the village openly. This at least means that they have no intention of conducting a sneak attack." Let's consider this as good news, Naifan thought helplessly.

"No, they didn't stop, they started moving again, but this time their target was not our Pigeon Village but the nearby Ping An Town." Huang Hongcheng, who was responsible for monitoring the safety around Pigeon Village, reported in time.

After being defeated just now, he is now more aware of the distance control. He will never get close to Orochimaru. The controller has countless bugs observing far away from Orochimaru.

Are you entering Ping'an Town? Maybe you just want to take a rest first and don't want to sleep on the streets. That's understandable. I think everything will be fine...

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Dark clouds rolled in, and the clear night sky just now was buried by dark clouds.

The rain began to fall, small at first, but soon became heavier and soon became a heavy downpour.

Wow....

La la......

La la la la....

Drizzle mixed with mist continues to shroud this place...

Shrouded in the young man who got off the carriage...

A black-haired boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.

The young man raised his head and looked into the distance.

In front of him was a small town called Ping'an Town. This town did not have any traces of dilapidation.

Many houses still have signs of renovation, but in this thick fog and drizzle, the whole town is like a silent ghost without any trace of life.

He stood up and looked around. There was nothing familiar. This was not the city he was in, nor any small town he had ever been to. He had come here far away from his hometown.

Even if it's a rainy day, it's really weird to not be able to hear a single sound from anyone.

It's a bit scary to be quiet.

All that could be heard in his ears was the pattering of raindrops that kept hitting the ground, as if silent and oppressive cold knives kept hitting down.

The young man closed his eyes, took a deep breath again, turned around and looked around.

I... am standing at the end of a street.

A street across the town spread from behind him into the thick fog more than ten meters away. There were shops and residences on both sides of the street. But all the doors were closed, and even in such a dark weather, there was no trace of light.

.It’s as if the town has died and is now just a silent corpse.

"Is anyone there?"

"Is there anyone else here?!!"

The end of the road is the door in front of you...

A dark iron door.

The rust on the iron door was twisted, just like the blood flowing out of the wound of a beast after solidification. The red rust was all over the door. The young man put his hand gently on it, and with the harsh sound of metal friction, this dilapidated room

The heavy door slowly opened.

When you step on the ground, it makes a popping sound. As you step up, the water droplets will splash everywhere, causing ripples in other puddles.

Blah blah blah…………

In my ears, only raindrops answered the boy's questions. The rain that seemed to never stop answered the boy's questions with the loudest and most silent voice.

This is a rich man's house. Judging from the building, the people living in it are not ordinary people, but there is still no one in this house. No matter how loud he shouts, the only answer to him is the non-stop

The sound of water.

He walked to the window and took a look inside.

The sky was gray, there was no light in the room, and he saw nothing. He walked to the door of the house, pushed it gently, and after a creak, the door was pushed open. His hand touched the door on his waist.

Sickle. Go in carefully.

There was no one, no one anywhere, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, just like the calm of the sea before a storm.

He continued walking forward, passed through the hall, went up the stairs, and came to the second floor.

drop……

A soft sound suddenly appeared in this silent space.

He was stunned and felt a cold touch on his head. Was it raining in the room?

His hand touched his forehead, it was moist and smelled fishy. His body suddenly stepped back, and he immediately pulled out the sickle from his waist.

Beep... beep beep... beep beep beep... beep beep beep...

Water drops continued to fall from the ceiling, and a zigzag thunder flashed outside the window. Only then did he see clearly that it was not water droplets at all, but blood.

The young man raised his head and saw a woman feasting on the huge black mass on the eaves. The blood was flowing out of her body...