My Hidden Road

In the quiet wilderness, the firelight illuminated half of Naoto's face, and then he threw the scroll in his hand into the fire.

I am now like used toilet paper. At first I regarded it as a treasure and refused to let go, but now I discard it like old clogs. A spy, a spy with no use value, Naoto is despised by others.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's order was to continue to lurk in the Land of Rain to collect information about the new leader of the Hidden Rain Village. Orochimaru meant to leave him alone. He was currently fighting on the battlefield of Sunagakure Village and had no time to deal with Naoto, a little spy. It was very difficult.

Obviously, the attitude of Konoha Village is to refuse to let Naoto enter the village, because after all, he is not from the Land of Fire.

The ninja world is so vast that Naoto has no place to go. Even if he wants to take revenge, he has no way to find a way.

After estimating the distance between this place and his 'home', Naoto planned to go see Kyosuke and the Big Buddha, but unfortunately he didn't bring the head of Sansho Hanzo to commemorate them all.

Sleeping beside the fire in his clothes, Naoto gradually fell asleep, dreaming of everything.

The next day.

After burying the remaining firewood from last night's fire with soil, Naoto set out on his way home. Last time he promised Mr. Yuyama that he would have time to see him in the future, but he killed Sansho Hanzo. He really had no face to see him.

With a feeling of guilt, Naoto walked on the dry rocky surface. It was raining lightly in the sky. It was not heavy, and the distant mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, which gave it a feeling of a mountain ink painting.

Looking at the village of Sanshoyu, there were actually several spots of smoke rising into the sky. It was the village of the Sanshoyu clan, and Naoto was a little unable to move forward. The Sanshoyu clan had been destroyed, and only the Sanshoyu died in his own hands.

There are no less than forty or fifty people in this clan of ninjas, and the remaining clan members are already in decline, and there is no possibility of rising up if Hanzo dies.

Naoto turned around and walked back, but he always felt Kanzo's words before his death echoing in his ears. The more he thought about it, the louder the sound became, almost like thunder.

The Sanchioyu clan has sacrificed so much for the Kingdom of Rain, but what does it have to do with themselves?

It doesn't matter, Naoto clearly told himself how many people from the Sansho fish clan died has anything to do with him?

No, not a trace of connection.

Naoto wandered around unsteadily, and finally, by some strange coincidence, he walked towards the village of the Sanshouyu clan to see what was going on. That village was filled with old people who were dying.

Being close to the village of the Sanshouyu clan, Naoto could smell the smell of blood and burning in the air. What caused this village of all elderly people to be attacked?

Isn't it okay for bandits to steal wealth?

Walking into the village, the corpses of the old people on the ground can be described as shocking. This cannot be said to be a tragedy, but an atrocity! Seven or eight old people whom Naoto had seen were hung upside down on wooden stakes. These old people were not killed.

Instead, he was swollen to death by cerebral hemorrhage caused by congestion in the brain.

Naoto walked faster and faster, and found a shuriken from an old door panel. It was a ninja.

Pulling out the long knife, Naoto walked towards the street with slight steps, and then jumped onto the roof with a slight leap. The entire Sanshouyu village was devastated, with the corpses of old people everywhere, and flames not far away were rising into the sky. Naoto hurriedly walked over.

Arriving at the scene, Naoto saw Mr. Yuyama surrounded by flames, covered in mud and holding something unknown, yelling. There were more than a dozen ninjas around him, and there were logos on the back of his clothes.

I met my enemy, a ninja family. I am the same family ninja I killed last time in the market. There is a big shuriken pattern on the back of my clothes.

The Fuma clan ninjas, what are they doing here, and brutally killing these defenseless old people?

Holding a long sword, Naoto jumped off the roof and chopped one person to the ground. The remaining ninjas of the Fuma clan looked sideways and took out their ninja tools to attack.

Standing in the fire, Mr. Youshan vaguely heard someone wailing and laughing wildly.

"Look! The ninjas sent by Hanzo-sama are here, and Hanzo-sama's support is here. He has never forgotten us!"

The ninja headed by the Fuma clan laughed and said: "Damn old man, Sansho Hanzo is dead! No one will come to save you. Hand over Sansho's psychic scroll, otherwise I will kill you too."

"Impossible, you are just wishful thinking!"

It turned out that what Mr. Yushan was holding was the psychic scroll of the Sanshoyu clan. The ninjas of the Fuma clan came here to obtain the psychic scrolls of the Sanshoyu clan, so that they could revive the clan in these troubled times. The reason why Hanzo was made a demigod was

It's because of the help of the Sansho Fish that Hanzo's strength will be reduced a lot if he loses the Sansho Fish.

"You are still wishful thinking. Hanzo the Sanshoyu died in the battle half a month ago. Before his death, the entire Yuyin Village heard the cry of the Sanshoyu. Old man, you should recognize the reality clearly. Hanzo the Sanshoyu is dead!"

Mr. Yushan said stubbornly: "Hanzo-sama is the leader of Amegakure Village and has the title of ninja demigod. How could he die in battle? You must be deceiving me!"

"Then you can ask that Rain Ninja."

The ninja headed by the Fuma Clan finished mocking Mr. Yushan, turned around and was stunned. He saw Naoto stepping on a man's head, stabbing the long knife in his hand into the back of the man's neck, and looking at him with a horrifying smile.

"How could it be, how could it be so?"

Naoto put the long knife on the inner side of his arm and wiped the blood on the blade. Qieyu launched a sudden slash and the head fell to the ground. Before the man died, only the light of the knife was seen but no figure. The headless corpse was still trying to complete the instructions given by the brain.

He waved his huge shuriken and took two steps forward, then fell to the ground.

The fire became more and more intense. Naoto used Water Release to extinguish the flames around Mr. Yuyama. He was relieved to see that he was fine and only slightly injured.

"Tell me, tell me."

Mr. Yushan's eyes seemed to be blinded by the smoke. He groped for Naoto's hand and squatted on the ground holding the psychic scroll of Sanshouyu tightly.

"It's me, Mr. Yushan." Naoto held his big, generous hand filled with vicissitudes of life and said softly.

"Oh, it's you. You came just in time. They said that Master Hanzo died in the battle. Is it true? Please tell me?"

"You need a rest, where is the rest of the village?"

Mr. Yushan beat Naoto on the shoulder in great anxiety, tears flowed from his cloudy eyes, and two streaks of original skin color flowed on his dark face.

"Tell me quickly, what happened to Hanzo-sama?"

"What they said is correct." Naoto directly stated the facts without any concealment.

"You're lying to me too, you're lying to me too." Mr. Yushan shook off Naoto's hand and groped forward while lying on the ground holding a huge psychic scroll.

"You also want Sanshouyu's psychic scroll, but I won't give it to you. I'm going to ask someone else. Lord Hanzo is not dead. He is the protector of the Land of Rain and the leader of the Rain Hidden Village...

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Seeing the kind and friendly Mr. Yushan like this, I couldn't bear it. I just said don't come. If I came, I would feel bad. Why did I come here?

Putting the long sword into the scabbard, Naoto walked over and helped Mr. Yushan up, but he pushed him away. Before he could take two steps, Mr. Yushan fell to the ground, and his forehead was bruised and blood flowed out.

"How do you know that Hanzo-sama died in the battle? You didn't see it!" Mr. Yuyama roared in Naoto's direction.

"I know."

Naoto exposed Mr. Yuyama's last stubbornness word for word: "Because I was the one who killed Sansho Hanzo. In Shimojigawa Naoto, he was originally a personal guard of Sansho Hanzo in Amegakure Village. I killed him with one sword."