rock ninja log

When I saw the old man Muraka in the dark basement, he had been locked up for too long. After opening the small window in the basement, the strong sunlight made the old man huddled in a corner close his eyes.

The rotting straw gave off a strong smell and the air was so polluted that Uehara couldn't help but sneeze several times in a row.

I learned the interrogation techniques from ANBU. After being locked up in a confined space for too long, quite a few people will have problems such as lack of energy and concentration. To lock the subject to be tortured to the verge of collapse, in this case, ANBU's skills are needed.

The torture ninja appears.

The window is opened ten seconds before the ANBU ninja enters. The sudden appearance of light will disturb the mind of the torture subject, and then the sudden appearance of the ANBU will appear with the light behind it. The significance of this is that due to the relationship between light and shadow, the huge figure reflected will

Covering the entire dungeon, the ANBU wearing the ferocious mask of the ANBU will look as terrifying as a ghost at this time, and it has an overwhelming deterrent force.

The old man Murakata is just a dispensable character, but he is related to whether Uehara can successfully take under his command the Uzumaki with special abilities.

The demon mask Uehara has been prepared. As a legacy of the Iron Kingdom Wushin-ryu, there are a bunch of strange white hairs under the two fangs, making Uehara wearing the mask look like he has a beard.

He was well prepared. He originally wanted to know why the old man Murakita had to kill himself, but when he saw Murakami's eyes were cloudy, he was staring at the straw at his feet in a daze, not noticing at all the people who had come in.

Uehara himself felt that all his preparations were pointless.

"Long time no see, old man Murakami." Uehara kicked away the straw piled up under his feet, walked straight to Murakami's face, picked up his collar and slammed him against the wall.

The senior Murakita Chi almost fainted from the impact. He panted for a long time before he gradually recovered. Uehara let go of his hand, and he slowly collapsed against the wall with his back, like a puddle of mud.

"Old man, you wanted to kill me when I was at my most dangerous," Uehara pointed fiercely at his neck and chest. "Fortunately, I was cautious enough so that you didn't stab my throat with a kunai."

"If my companions hadn't come, I might really have died." Uehara crossed his arms and kept tapping the ground with his toes. He looked down at Murakami Murakami, "You betrayed me, I will still be there for the time being.

Haven’t you thought about the price you have to bear?”

"Your companion is a Konoha ninja." Hearing this, Murakami stared at Uehara with wide eyes. "When I met the Hyuga ninja, I felt that my choice was correct. I escaped from Konoha.

Can't be taken back again."

"...The first genius of the Hinata family, he is my friend." Uehara smiled, showing his white teeth. He felt happy just thinking about it. He had friends wherever he went, which was great.

"I am willing to bear the price of betrayal," the old man in the village knelt on the ground sadly, without raising his head. "I can die immediately. But Bu's ability is very useful. With a ninja like him as his subordinate,

It can save a lot of trouble.”

After saying that, the old man Murakita raised his head and kissed Uehara's dirty boots humbly. Then he took out the Senbon stuck on the side of the shoe and fumbled with the Senbon a few times with his saggy hands. Murakata was childish.

Slowly put Qianbon towards his throat.

"I don't have anything like a curse seal to control my subordinates. If I kill one of you, I will die too. It's a big trouble to keep a guy who can't be completely trusted." Uehara bent down and grabbed Senbon with both hands and shook it hard.

Qianben was bent into a U shape.

The machine clicked and roared, and a large gleaming knife popped out of the knife box behind Uehara.

These knives are not long, but they are very delicate.

All the knives fell into Uehara's hands at the right time. After selecting a small scalpel, Uehara held the slender scalpel with two fingers and stabbed Murakami's eyes straight.

It is a biological instinct to be afraid of sharp things, but Murakami seemed to be suffering from old age. When the scalpel almost stabbed his pupils into his eyes, he did not blink.

"Old man, you've probably seen everything you should see after living for so long, right? Your eyes are useless."

…

I always thought that eye surgery was very simple, because in the original book, the guys could change a pair of eyes at will, which was easier than changing clothes. Especially during the Battle of Kanna-kunqiao, Lin, who was just a chuunin, could do it.

Obito's Sharingan was perfectly transplanted to Kakashi, which further deepened Uehara's point of view.

Physiological saline is needed for eye transplantation, and extremely fine skills are required to completely cut off the ocular nerves. Eyes are extremely delicate organs. Nowadays, medical eye surgery also requires a large number of high-end instruments. The first completely bare-handed operation gave Uehara a certain amount of confidence.

pressure.

Wearing a pair of glasses with only one lens, Uehara is as weird as Frankenstein. Only the right eye has a lens in the frame, which is a multi-purpose design.

A high-power magnifying glass, a miniature microscope tube, and an intense light lamp are the three main accessories. By changing the wheel, Uehara can easily adjust what he needs when needed. This simple set of equipment is used at Iwagakure Medical

It has received high praise from the director, and its rear-mounted model is still under development by the Iwagakure Ninja R&D Department.

He kept switching lenses, sometimes requiring high-power lenses for minimally invasive treatment, and sometimes requiring strong light to illuminate the nerves hidden in the tissue. After changing the scalpel, Uehara finally successfully removed an eyeball.

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After throwing it into the physiological saline with a pop, Uehara immediately started the remaining work.

During this process, Murakami, who was only partially anesthetized, watched helplessly as the visual signal went from bright to dark and then disappeared bit by bit.

"Take him away." I told the samurai guarding outside the dungeon. I couldn't wait to leave without even wiping the blood on my hands.

…

Hanaji and Murakami were imprisoned together. After Hinata rescued Uehara, he helped Coma handle the subsequent affairs. Shinano Town was still able to rebuild normally after Uehara left, which was closely related to Hinata's work.

A ninja's sense of insensitivity is much sharper than that of an ordinary person, especially a ninja with a special physique like Murakami.

The sound of Uehara's footsteps was so light that it was imperceptible, only a slight tapping sound.

"Uehara." The man who was lying down suddenly woke up, "I'm sorry. I'm not a qualified subordinate."

Before Uehara even entered the door, this guy from Murakami had already knelt down. He was one step ahead of Uehara.

"As for what happened before, I..."

"I have to thank you," Uehara sorted out the operating table and put all the necessary things on it. His voice disturbed Huaji, who was sleeping soundly next to him. "Hinagazhen told me that you saved my life in the end.

,Yeah?"

"I want to try to see if I can cure your eyes."

…

One week after the surgery, it was time to remove the sutures. Uehara removed the bandages on Murakami's eyes one by one. He was looking forward to the final result.

As the bandage was untied, Murakapo's tightly closed eyes and eyelids struggled hard but he could not open his eyes.

"Did you fail?" Uehara was somewhat frustrated.

In the end, with Uehara's remediation, he used the lake water of the God Ninja Village and the unskilled secret technique of the Earth Spider Clan mastered by Tu. Later, with the efforts of Murakami, his eyes really opened. His eyes were stiff but still

They have somewhat sparkling eyes.

"How do you feel?" Uehara waved his hand in front of Murakami's eyes. His eyes could move in the direction of his fingers. It seemed that he was recovering well.

"Hua Chi, it turns out you are so beautiful." As soon as his eyes could see something, Murakami looked across Uehara and looked at Hua Chi who was following behind Uehara with blushing cheeks.

"Have you never seen Huaji?" Uehara was surprised.

The lake water in Shen Ninja Village seems to have many uses. After a few drops, the light returned to Bu. It was magical. Uehara wanted to try it himself. He dropped more than a dozen drops of lake water into his eyes. Except that he did not evolve.

Except that the sand in the lake he passed made him unable to open his eyes, nothing else happened.

"Hanaji was adopted by grandpa." He was deprived of his vision for a short time. He escaped back to Konoha in the middle of Uehara's return after arriving at Shinano Town for the first time. After losing his light for two years, he could see again.

The thing was a rare gift to Cunxiabu, and he looked around without blinking.

"What about Hua Jiao's family?"

"Where are her family members?" Uehara asked in a low voice as he watched Huajiao walk away.

Bu didn't seem to want to answer Uehara. After Uehara's repeated questioning, Bu finally told Uehara the truth, "...Does Uehara-kun know about a place like Kabukicho?"

"I know." Uehara curled his lips as he was not a child. Places like Kabukicho were places where prostitutes traded.

"Hua Chi's mother is her sister from Kabukicho, but his father doesn't know who he is."

No wonder Bu is ashamed to speak, Huajiu has a life experience that is hard to trace.

"You like Hua Chi, right?" Uehara suddenly changed the subject, and his words made Bu look embarrassed.

"I...I like it!" The immature Murakami finally had the courage to admit the secret deep in his heart.

"There are things that you have to protect even if you risk your life. This kind of thing ninjas call it a bond," Uehara smiled, and he extended his fist towards Murakami, "I can't believe this guy doesn't have anyone he likes."

"You passed my test."

He hesitated and bumped his fist against Uehara's, unable to understand the meaning of this strange etiquette.

"Where did my eyes come from, did they come from a child?" Having no idea about physiological structure, I simply thought that eyes, like other organs, would grow with the growth of the body.

The reality is that the size of a baby's eyeballs is the same as that of an adult.

"The eyes belong to your grandfather." Uehara stared at Bu's eyes. Uehara needed to carefully observe the fluctuations in Bu's eyes at the next moment to know his true inner thoughts.

If there are any emotions such as anger, the value of Uehara will be reduced to the level of being untrustworthy.

"...It turns out the eyes belong to grandpa." After being stunned for a moment, Po quietly touched his eyes with his palms. Hesitation and struggle flashed in his eyes, but there was no anger. "What about grandpa?"

"He wants to kill me, a pair of eyes is enough punishment." Uehara shook his head.

"If you're questioning why I let him go so easily, I can tell you why."

Talking about being invincible, especially when used to convince children to be even more invincible, Uehara began a ten-minute sermon about Murakami.

"There are some smart people in my hometown. They believe that risks can be tolerated as long as the possible benefits are huge. You are a member of the Uzumaki clan, this is the Miracle clan. You have shown your value when we fought side by side.

Being able to dissipate the enemy's conventional ninjutsu at a very small cost is an amazing ability."

…

Po knelt on one knee on the ground, holding a ninja sword inserted in the ground with both hands in a very ceremonial manner. His body was kneeling straight, and his eyes were full of determination.

"From now on, you can be my shadow." After digging through his ninja bag for a long time, Uehara finally found only a pale mask suitable for giving as a gift.

Shouldn't the shadow be black? Looking at the extremely simple mask, I was confused.

After carefully collecting the mask, he left without stopping for a moment. He wanted to see how his grandfather was doing.

Uehara's group of companions are also growing up. The faster and faster swings of the ninja swords are growth, and the more accurate shurikens are also growth. But as Uehara's strength improves, he also has more money and wider connections.

Even the potential power is steadily improving.

The young ninja of the Mo Dun clan took away the black mask and went to the Kingdom of Rain. When Xiao Zhong is born again in the future, he will become the chess piece hidden deepest in the darkness.

The white mask was also given away by Uehara, and he gained a real subordinate.

While Hinata was practicing his soft fists and Bakuten Kari was sleeping in, Uehara already had a prosperous town, and he was one of the founders of the village established by samurai in Ta no Kuni.

The title of the fourth Tsuchikage of Uehara is a joke, but no matter when the fourth generation candidate is chosen among the young Iwagakure, Uehara, who already owns a village, is undoubtedly the most qualified candidate.

Murakami who lost a pair of eyes was very happy, and Po who regained his sight was equally happy. They all coincidentally ignored that there was something wrong with the eyes themselves, which were taken away from Murakami's eyes.

Knife Uehara from the other country assigned him a new job, and he was responsible for teaching all the collected street children.

The dojo with the words "Uehara-ryu Dojo" is no longer a dusty bare earth floor. With money, Shinano Town invested in the construction of a Budokan with completely solid wood floors.

One after another, the children were exhaustedly chopping at the wooden stakes. The stern instructors were watching nearby. Those who were lazy would have the long ninja sword scabbard slapped on them, forcing them not to work hard.

…

"Daidao, I will teach you a new technique today... taking it without a knife." Uehara and Daidao, who were sitting cross-legged opposite each other, wore very formal clothes and had very solemn expressions.