I, Danzo Shimura, can still be saved

A group of Iwa Shinobi dressed in Konoha costumes hid on both sides of the road, their eyes glued to the carriages approaching in the distance.

One of the young Iwa Shinobu wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead, approached the ear of the squad leader, and said with some unease:

"Captain, do we really want this?"

Captain Iwa turned his head and glared at him, patted him on the shoulder, comforted him and said

, "The action is it, do you want to do so much?"

At the same time, in the distant motorcade of carriages, a child sat frolicking next to his father, whose face had been darkened by the perennial sun, and looked at the loaded food behind him and the children around him with satisfaction.

"This day is getting better and better, and after this food purchase, everyone can definitely eat dumplings in the New Year!"

The middle-aged man sitting in the second carriage smiled when he heard this, wiped off the drool that flowed unconsciously, and said cheerfully:

"Hey, I haven't eaten dumplings in many years, but I really miss that taste."

At this moment, a pig tied to the carriage snorted, causing the child to shout as well.

"Abba, I want meat! I'm going to eat dumplings too! "

Hahahahaha." The people in the convoy laughed and looked into the distance with hope, and if all went well, they would be able to reach the village by this time tomorrow.

The village is some distance from the town, and every time it is to sell something to the city to exchange for living materials to maintain the whole village, it can be said that the grain on the carriage now is the guarantee that the village can eat food.

An old man in the middle carriage took a satisfied breath of the smoke in his pipe, slowly exhaled, and glanced at the smoke dissipating in the air with some reluctance.

Sure enough, the tobacco in the city is pure, and I really can't bear to spit it out.

Looking at the big and small in the convoy, he said with a smile: "Hey, the old man doesn't have to think so much, as long as the village is safe and sound, thanks to the peace now."

"yes, yes." Everyone looked at what they had now, and their eyes narrowed with smiles.

Suddenly, several kunai shots came, blocking the path of the villagers, and Captain Iwa ninja walked out from both sides of the road with everyone who was pretending to be a Konoha ninja.

Seeing this, the old man quickly put down the pipe in his hand, walked quickly to everyone, looked at the costumes of the rock ninjas, and said with a smile:

"Dear Konoha ninjas, this is the Land of the Wind, do you have anything we need to serve?"

No matter what the purpose of this group of "Konoha ninjas" appeared here, judging from the kunai they shot, it should be that the comers were not good, hoping to use the reputation of the sand ninja to force them back.

Captain Iwa ninja glanced at him, stepped forward, directly kicked the old man, and said arrogantly:

"I, the Konoha ninja, have acted all my life, why do I have to explain it to you?"

A Iwa Shinobu behind him also stood up and looked at the villagers with disdain.

"Those who know each other will leave the latter things behind now."

"Village chief!" The villagers looked at the old man who was kicked down, and one by one they looked angrily at the rock ninjas.

"I don't like the look in your eyes." Captain Iwa looked at them coldly, his lips moved slightly, and the kunai in his hand danced in his palm like a butterfly.

The old man who was kicked over barely stood up with his body propped up, and shouted to the people in the village in a low voice: "All stand down."

"Ninja-sama, these things can be given to you, but can you leave a few carriages for us." Blood flowed from his mouth, lit up his blood-stained teeth, and fawned.

"Village chief, but..." The villagers behind him saw that their village chief actually agreed to the unreasonable request of the ninja in front of him, and hurriedly spoke.

"Shut up!"

The old man turned around and scolded them, and bowed his head in front of Iwa Shinobu again.

"Hmph, Hugh..." Captain Iwa Ninja wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a hooded Iwa Shinobu behind him, he just wanted to be angry, but when he saw the latter, he swallowed this breath again.

"Yes." Masked Rock said coldly.

The village chief bowed gratefully, then took the villagers to unload the materials and pulled the carriage aside.

"You can get out!"

Masked Yan waved his hand at them impatiently, as if he was chasing flies, and the captain of Yan Ninja behind him wanted to say something, but was stopped by his eyes.

The old man hurriedly drove away with a group of villagers without stopping for a moment.

After they were all gone, Captain Iwa tore off the black cloth covering his face and said with a bit of resentment:

"Onoki-sama, why don't you leave them all behind and even return them to the carriage?"

"Hmph, idiot, our purpose is not this, but to get them to report to Shinobu and cause a war between the two countries!

Moreover, having a horse-drawn carriage can speed up their journey. "

The veil of masked Iwa Shinobu was blown up by the wind, and it was none other than the young Onoki.

"Subordinates are stupid." Captain Iwa bowed his head and bowed to the leader of the younger generation of the village in front of him.

Onoki hummed softly, a pair of eyes flowed a little kindly, looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, shook his head, and sighed.

"It's all about the village."

Provoking a war is already a great crime, there is no need to make your hands full of blood, once war occurs, it will always be civilians who are injured.

"Captain, what about those supplies?" A Iwa Shinobu approached Captain Iwa Shinobi and said softly.

He looked at the cheap coarse grains and lean pigs with little meat, and shook his hand in disgust, "The pigs are slaughtered, eat meat tonight, those coarse grains are for people to eat?" Burned directly! "

......

The villagers who came to the distance in the carriage watched the distant pile of grain ignite a raging fire, and their tears almost couldn't hold back, and they couldn't help cursing: "Damn Konoha ninja!"

Then he looked at their main heart, and the six gods said without master:

"Village chief, what should we do now?"

The old man wiped the blood from his lips, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he came to a carriage alone with a horsewhip.

"You guys go back, the old man can't swallow this breath, I will report it to the city!" I don't believe it, there is no royal law yet! "

I'll go too!" The middle-aged man holding the child stood up, handed the child to the villagers, and jumped into the carriage with a firm look in his eyes.

"You... Ahem, good afterlife. The old man wanted to refuse, but the chest that had just been kicked felt a faint pain, thinking that if he died halfway, there was still someone who could continue, so he should go down.