My Hidden Road

During the meal, Naoto roughly drew the floor plan of the market on a piece of paper. Hatosuke and Daibutsu listened carefully to Naoto's introduction. After listening to it, they realized that this was really a dangerous operation, equivalent to pulling a tooth out of a tiger's mouth.

"Originally, I didn't plan to implement this plan, because it would be difficult for Hatosuke and I to complete it, but now that Daibutsu has joined, the situation is different. I am sure that I can get a share of the pie."

Hatosuke said solemnly: "Tell me in detail Naoto your plan, and what role we play in it. You said that the caravan is secretly protected by the Iron Country samurai and Sunagakure ninjas, and it is a very dangerous operation.

"

Daibutsu suddenly said: "When I was wandering, I fought with warriors from the Kingdom of Iron. Their strength is no less than that of genin, but they don't know how to use ninjutsu, and their close combat abilities are very outstanding. Once a ninja is entangled, it is difficult to survive.

"

"So I plan to drive the tiger away from the wolf."

"How to expel?" Jiuzuke asked.

Naoto pointed to Hatosuke's bread and explained: "I was chatting with the owner of the bakery when I was buying food. As early as two days ago, wandering ninjas attacked the caravan, but they were all wiped out. I think they didn't want the information to be leaked, or

Learned by Hanzo.

As we all know, Sunagakure is located in a desert with barren land, and the Iron Country is rich in iron tools, that is, weapons. Now that the war between Hanzo and Konoha is going on, he will definitely need a supply of supplies to support the continuation of the war."

Hatosuke suddenly realized: "So you want to leak information to Hanzo's troops?"

"right."

"Good plan."

Naoto and Hatosuke were discussing with gusto, but the Great Buddha on the side became confused after saying something, Iron Country, Hanzo, Sunagakure ninja, what are these?

"I will handle the specific implementation, Big Buddha."

"Yes." The giant Buddha on the side responded.

Naoto said seriously: "You have been to many places, and you must know many people. I need you to go back to the rain ninja's camp and deliberately tell Hanzo's men about this information. It is best to hesitate and let them use things.

Only after bribing you or beating you up can you be convinced."

"That's no problem." Big Buddha said with a smile: "I'm not good at extorting things, but I can still get beaten."

"Kyusuke."

"Here."

Naoto continued: "I need you to wander around the market, preferably to attract the attention of the caravan. You only need to attract attention and then run, run desperately, just like the two of us escaped from the battlefield. Then.

You are waiting in a safe area outside the target point, do you understand?"

"Leave it to me."

Both Daibutsu and Jiosuke were given tasks, and they were both very dangerous tasks, but the most dangerous one was to obtain supplies from the caravan. Once they were discovered, they would not even have a chance to run away. This was a task that belonged to Naoto.

The three people raised their hands together. Everyone knows the danger of this operation, but if it succeeds, the rewards will be great. These are weapons produced by the Kingdom of Iron. They can sell well whether on the black market or outside.

Price.

Naoto put his arm around their shoulders and said, "Everyone must come back alive. Then I'll treat you to a big meal. A real big meal, not bread and porridge or something like that."

"I know, you have to come back safely."

"Everyone comes back safely."

After dinner, Naoto distributed the supplies and blew out the lights. The three of them put on their raincoats and were about to separate in the dark. First, the Buddha left Jiuzuke and Naoto saw him off. Then at three or four in the morning, Jiuzuke left Naoto to see him off. Finally, there was still one day before dawn.

When he was young, Naoto left the stronghold silently.

He tied the ninja sword on his back and hid his ribs with a raincoat. Naoto took off the forehead protector and put it in his pocket. He had confidence in his plan. If he had confidence in the plan he had made,

Without confidence, what is it?

Naoto, who was ready for everything, broke into the night. He needed to conduct a detailed investigation of the market first, so that he could be more confident about leaving and coming back alive with supplies. Detection at night is not a good thing, and all thieves know that detectives

You have to go during the day to see more. People looking around at night are either thieves or catching thieves.

Walking on the road step by step in the rain, there are still shallow footprints of Hatosuke on the muddy road. The rain will cover the footprints in a short time. Ordinary investigation methods will not work at all in the Land of Rain. Not far from the market

Chu Naoto saw Jiuzuke, nodded with him and then left. It was already bright at this time.

The market was still the same as before, the caravans were stuck in the same place, and the goods were piled up so much that they couldn't even be loaded in the warehouse. However, this remote place didn't have much warehouses to use. Naoto walked around the market without saying a word.

Stop, I have a lot of things in my arms along the way, including some cheap and durable groceries.

After walking around, Naoto saw someone selling wood. They were useless scraps and were going to be sold as firewood. He still remembered the choking smoke caused by burning wet firewood on the Buddha, so Naoto walked over and asked for the price.

"How to sell firewood."

The man selling wood was a lean old man. When he saw Naoto, he turned away with disdain.

Naoto asked helplessly once: "Old man, how do you sell firewood?"

"This is wood, good wood!"

When the old man spoke, the spittle he sprayed hit Naoto's face. He was very angry that Naoto referred to his wood as firewood. Wood and firewood are not the same concept.

'bass--!'

The ninja sword was unsheathed and placed on the old man's shoulder. Naoto wiped the spittle on his face with his sleeve. When the sword was attached to the old man's face, he became honest instantly, and his eyes when he looked at Naoto were full of respect.

“How to sell firewood?”

"You take all the ten thousand taels."

Naoto tilted his head and said: "I'm not talking about wood, I'm talking about firewood. Wood has a wood price, but firewood also has a firewood price. You can't sell me firewood at the price of wood. What I want is firewood, not wood.

.”

"Wood···Firewood······"

The old man was confused by Naoto as to whether he was selling firewood or lumber. After wondering for a long time with his head lowered, the old man finally figured it out. Whether it was firewood or lumber, the kid opposite didn't want to give him any money. It should be said that he didn't want to give too much.

Much money.

"How about eight thousand taels? It's already the lowest price."

"What I want to buy is firewood, firewood!"

The old man's face was bitter: "I won't sell it anymore, let's go home."

"No!" Naoto stepped on a pile of wood and said, "Today I have to buy firewood. My brothers Hatosuke and Daibutsu are still waiting for me to come home to light a fire for cooking. How can I cook without firewood?"

"But you can't buy or sell by force. It's not easy for an old man to run a small business to support his family. Please spare me."

"It's not easy for you and it's not easy for me either. Please be considerate and let's negotiate a price."

"Seven thousand nine hundred taels?"

Naoto said harshly: "Old thief with a gray beard, is it not good for you to bully my sword?"

"Ah? This..."

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind: "Let go of that old man and come to me if you can!"