rock ninja log

Hinata was lying quietly on the ground, his white Hinata robe dyed red with blood. His broken cervical vertebrae were so pale that it made people palpitate. His head Uehara was nowhere to be found, even after looking for it for a long time.

After shoveling again and again with a shovel, Uehara dug a big hole. Not sure if it was suitable, he suddenly remembered that Hinata was about the same height as him, so Uehara jumped in alone and tried it left, right, and front. It was really good, and it just fit.

"Zhen, I have avenged you." Uehara's eyes were dim. He smiled and straightened Hinata Zhen's clothes, "I killed a lot of Kumo ninja's bastards, maybe even the Raikage died, but I didn't find his body.

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"Guys like me haven't died, Nana, why are you the one who died?" Uehara gently laid Hinata Nana flat in the pit, picked up the broken soil one by one and scattered it in the pit.

I wonder when he will actually build the tomb.

"If you were still alive, I might be able to go to the legendary Konoha anytime I wanted. You said you wanted to show me all over Konoha, right?" Uehara's eyes flashed with crystal tears.

And then, but he couldn't hold it back, "But without you, I would have been arrested if I went to Konoha... Fool, why do you rush to the front when your chakra is gone..."

Uehara blamed himself very much. They even exchanged ninjutsu with each other. After countless battles, the positions of both sides were clear. Hinata, who had a white eye, was responsible for opening the way. This was very early on when he was far away in the Land of Rain to fight against the rain ninja.

A tacit understanding developed over time.

At that time, the fantastic team composed of Uchiha Kazuya, Kurama Sanchiyo, Hinata Sasaki Spidermaru and Uehara Fuuga killed a Kusanagi Jounin in the first battle.

"More powerful than Namikaze Minato, Nana, I almost thought we were the protagonists..." Uehara murmured, his nose twitching and trying not to let himself cry. It's nothing, so many people have died long ago.

One more is not too much.

"I captured the Kumo ninja's fortress and planted Starscream's battle flag. It's a pity that I don't have the flag of you Konoha Hundreds..." The farewell was over, and Uehara wiped his hands with his dirty sleeves.

Eyes, "We have to go, Xia Sheng is missing, I have to find him."

At that time, Uehara was about to charge towards Kumo Ninja's fortress. Uehara had no chance of survival, and Hyuga Nana didn't even care. Uehara placed the unconscious Natsuki in an inconspicuous corner nearby. The battle was over, and Hinata Nana's body was still in good condition.

Hidden here, Xia Shengque disappeared.

One hand was inconvenient and the shovel was not easy to use. Uehara's arms pushed all the accumulated floating soil into the grave. The floating soil gradually covered Hinata's body.

Namikaze Minato Uehara has seen it, and a certain Kumo ninja brat Uehara who is muscular but seems to have a low IQ has also seen it, haha, the future belongs to the geniuses and the protagonists has arrived.

Konoha ninja Hinata Nana, Uehara has never heard of this guy's name in the original work. Originally, Hinata Nana would be one of the countless little people who sacrificed their lives in humble ways, as well as the hundreds of people in the past. The body that Uehara occupies is probably

Too.

After adding the last handful of soil, Uehara slowly stood up and bowed lightly, "You, who are the protagonists? We are the ones who are wonderful."

Uehara grinned, remembering the first time he met Hinata, when the arrogant and arrogant members of the Hyuga clan wanted to kill their captured branch comrades.

War will make people grow. In order to end the long-cherished wish between the clan and the branch family, as one of the candidates for the head of the clan, Hyuga is one of the only three clans with the mark of the caged bird on his forehead, and the remaining two are his

Students Hinata Hizashi and Hinata Hizashi.

"Hey! Who told you, an idiot, to die so early, hahaha..." Uehara suddenly pointed at Hinata's grave in a nervous manner and laughed so hard that snot came out of his nose, "I don't have your protection anymore. Be careful, Hinata."

Hizu, Hizashi, and your brother Aotori, I will beat them every time I see them..."

Hyuga is teaching Nizu and Hizashi Honken. This is a move that combines the characteristics of soft fist and steel fist. It is so powerful that even Uehara himself cannot figure out what this genius technique is. Now look at it.

Come on, it's going to be lost.

The blasting sword was too heavy and inconvenient to use with one hand, so Uehara put it down casually. His friends couldn't use it for calculations. If Hinata had been holding a blasting sword at that time, relying on the incredibly strong defensive ability of the blasting sword, Hinata would have probably

Won't die.

Uehara put down the precious ninja sword without any nostalgia. Uehara limped away, not knowing the direction and the purpose. The heavy rain washed away too many traces, making it impossible to trace.

After just two steps, Uehara's ears twitched, and he seemed to hear something. He turned around in surprise and saw that the floating soil that had just been built on the tomb seemed to be surging.

Suspecting that he had seen it wrong, Uehara rubbed his eyes vigorously. He was convinced that he had seen it correctly. Oh my god, Hinata had faked the corpse!

Uehara was so excited that he almost went to his head. He had no idea how unreasonable things were. Not many guys could survive without their heads.

He threw himself on the small mound that was no higher than his knees, and dug it up quickly with his hands. The soil crumbs flew everywhere, "Hey, hey, wait for Hinata!" He shouted while digging hard. He didn't even cry when he buried his friend.

, Now the tears could no longer be stopped, Uehara's voice was choked with sobs, his eyes were red, and he was crying like a child, "I almost buried you alive, I knew you wouldn't die so easily..."

The floating soil was not deep, so Uehara soon dug to the bottom, grabbed Hinata's cold hand and pulled him up.

"Hin!!!" No miracle happened, it was still a cold corpse. A glimmer of hope turned to despair. Uehara yelled unwillingly. He shook Hinata's body crazily, just like he was treating a comatose person.

It was as if his companions were trying to shake him awake.

Shaking, Uehara stopped, and a sound like tearing silk was heard. In Uehara's horrified eyes, Hinata's headless body was torn apart from the middle.

Orochimaru, who was covered in mucus, revealed his head, and his narrow snake pupils made people's hair stand on end.

"Jie Jie, little devil..."

"Bang!" Orochimaru seemed to want to say something, whether it was a prank or the psychological offensive he always liked, but what greeted him was just a loud slap in the face.

"It must be very sad when your companion dies. There are countless arts in the world..."

"Pah!" Uehara's hand felt better this time and the slap was louder.

"Small……"

"Snapped!"

Three slaps in a row, Orochimaru was stunned, and he had forgotten what he wanted to say.

Unable to snap his fingers with one hand, Uehara stood up slowly, his fingers squeaking loudly as he pinched them, "You bastard Orochimaru, I'm going to kill you!"

"Pah!" Another super hard slap, leaving red fingerprints on Orochimaru's face.

"Damn it... damn it!" Orochimaru looked gloomy. He emerged from Hinata's body in one fell swoop. His lower body was covered in scales like a snake.

"You don't have any blood inheritance or anything special, but you seem to have indescribable power, the miracle ninja of Iwagakure, a funny kid..." Orochimaru smiled hoarsely, and his slender tongue flickered out.

Snake Xin stretched his neck instantly and looked at Uehara with his teeth and claws bared, "Leave such an interesting body to me! Jie Jie..."

Uehara couldn't do the hand seal with one hand, and he couldn't exert much of his body's strength. Uehara nervously faced Orochimaru, whose voice was erratic. He felt countless phantoms around him. The spider on his forehead didn't react at all, and he couldn't sense it.

Do it.

If you defend for a long time, you will lose. When Uehara somersaulted and rolled to the side in embarrassment, his legs twisted with a bang, and the pain on Uehara's forehead fell instantly.

Orochimaru seized this opportunity. He circled his head around the back of Uehara's head, opened his mouth and opened his knife to the neck and bit down hard.

There was a sound, the cold wind blew on the back of his neck, and Uehara's body tensed up instantly.

When he looked at Orochimaru again, he had retracted his twisted neck and became normal.

The iron piece embedded in the collar around his neck had deep scratches when it was wiped away with his hands. Uehara smiled and dodged a part of it.

Specially made equipment to prevent throat slits, Fuga is made from the most precious metal qualities of the Fuuma clan, and is made from the collective wisdom of everyone. The material is stronger than a ninja sword and is full of toughness.

Staring at Orochimaru, Uehara pulled off his collar and deliberately exposed the metal-colored iron piece and threw it on the ground. Uehara silently mocked Orochimaru.

"Everyone is more powerful than Sasuke." Uehara inexplicably thought of another guy who was bitten by Orochimaru. Although everyone who grew up together was as invisible as dust, they did well enough.

If it were the genius Sasuke, in that case he would definitely be bitten to the vital point and be left with a curse mark, but everyone in Starscream could probably withstand a fatal attack. All of his companions have a slash on their necks.

The ingenious idea of ​​the hidden iron piece came from a very ordinary ninja of the Fuma clan.

"Hey kid, what does the protagonist mean?" Orochimaru crossed his arms and looked at Uehara who was struggling to get up with interest.

"Oh? Protagonist?" Uehara was stunned. He was half-kneeling not because he didn't want to get up, but because his right leg that was knocked to the ground had no feeling at all.

It seems that Orochimaru has been hiding in Hinata's body for a long time. What Uehara thought no one could hear was all heard by Orochimaru. In the past, Uehara could find deeply hidden enemies with his spider sense, but Uehara had been avoiding himself all this time.

He relied too much on strength, but the habit he had developed in long battles still affected his judgment, and he didn't even notice anything unusual about Hinata's body.

"Protagonist..." Uehara said in a long voice. He carefully moved his right leg and looked at Orochimaru meaningfully. "We are ninjas and we will encounter countless enemies."

"There will always be some guys, no matter how much knowledge you have mastered, how many powerful techniques you have learned, how many powerful subordinates you have, and how many careful tactics you have arranged that are completely impossible to fail, but -" Speaking of but, next

It must be a turning point in his tone. Uehara looked at Orochimaru jokingly, "Those weak guys can always win the battle incredibly, time and time again, as if," Uehara opened his fingers and squeezed hard, as if he wanted to hold the sky.

In the hand, "It's like there's a hand controlling everything."

"And this hand, we call it destiny, or...fate."

The wind became silent, and an inexplicable color flashed across Orochimaru's eyes, "Oh, is it fate?" He snorted coldly.

"Speaking of the story, that guy Jiraiya has been writing it for a long time. What is it called?" Orochimaru was speechless for a moment.

""The Legend of Perseverance"?" Uehara asked tentatively.

"That's right." Orochimaru was a little surprised, "Is there always only one protagonist in the story?"

"Then it depends on the person who wrote the story," Uehara raised his lips and smiled, "I think, I am, and so are my companions."

It was very meaningful for Uehara to discuss philosophical issues with a guy with profound thoughts. Uehara wanted to continue the discussion, but Orochimaru frowned and turned around and wanted to escape.

"I'm going to kill you Orochimaru!!" Jiraiya's furious voice came from afar.

Being attacked by Orochimaru and tied to a tree, Jiraiya finally got out of the restraints. He wanted to ask Orochimaru what he was doing.

Having been exposed to forbidden arts and serving as the teacher of Konoha's first forbidden arts school, Orochimaru knew very well what the remains left on the battlefield and taken away by Kumo ninja meant to Konoha. Jiraiya and the Konoha ninjas were fighting against each other.

The Kumo ninjas were fighting, but Orochimaru disappeared. He didn't appear until the end of the war. No matter who thought it was, this guy fled out of fear.

It was too difficult to destroy the scroll that stored the corpses that had been carefully kept by the Kumo ninja, and Orochimaru paid an unimaginable price.

Jiraiya ran past Uehara like a wind. Judging from his appearance, he must have grabbed Orochimaru and beat him up. After thinking about it, Uehara limped after him. The cause of Hinata's death became

Doubtful, Uehara wanted to ask clearly.

…

"Rasengan!" It was just an ordinary fight, but Jiraiya used senjutsu and the magical Rasengan.

With a bang, a dazzling huge Rasengan in Jiraiya's hand hit Orochimaru hard. With such a powerful attack, the immortal Orochimaru could not survive a few hits.

With a bang, the Rasengan hit Orochimaru, and Orochimaru was blown away, breaking a huge tree with it.

"Ahem..." Orochimaru kept coughing blood from the corner of his mouth, "Stop Jiraiya."

"I wonder if a monster has taken over your body, Orochimaru," Jiraiya grabbed Orochimaru's collar and raised his fist high, with a cold light shining in his still-swollen eyes, "Time and time again.

It's not like you to abandon your companions!"

With a loud punch, Jiraiya punched Orochimaru in the nose, which made Orochimaru's nose bleed. "If you were here, we wouldn't have killed so many of our comrades. We will store the bodies of our comrades."

It took five scrolls..." Jiraiya couldn't swing his second punch no matter what.

Jiraiya was willing to do it, but Orochimaru was not sure. He took advantage of Jiraiya's daze and locked Jiraiya's legs and knocked him to the ground. This time, Orochimaru was riding on Jiraiya.

He was beaten violently.

"Your body recovered very quickly, Jiraiya." Orochimaru punched Jiraiya in the face one after another, as if he had a grudge against that face, "You said I'm a monster, Jiraiya, and so do you.

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Uehara, who was watching these two abnormal guys, wanted to escape. Uehara felt that Orochimaru had begun to get involved in the research of forbidden ninjutsu. As his closest companion, Jiraiya probably discovered something.

"Hey, don't beat me to death!" The sound of his fists hitting his head made Yuan Zhi swallow his saliva, and he couldn't help but remind him aloud.

Hearing Uehara's voice, Orochimaru stopped punching the blood-stained fist and said, "Kid, Hinata Nana did not participate in this mission. Now, if you hurry up, you can still make it in time to attend the wedding between Nana and the Princess of Fire Country."

"Remember, bring gifts for me and Jiraiya." After saying that, Orochimaru stopped paying attention to Uehara, and his fists like raindrops fell on Jiraiya's head.

Hinata was not dead, and Uehara was stunned for a long time. If he was not dead, there would be no need to leave the explosive sword with him for burial. Uehara was laughing like a fool all the way back.

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"Orochimaru, why did you snatch the scroll?" Jiraiya looked at Orochimaru angrily. All the scrolls containing the corpses were snatched away by Orochimaru. They were the corpses of hundreds of Konoha ninjas, although they were incomplete."

"The Forbidden Arts School needs to research materials, that's all." Orochimaru stared at Jiraiya for a long time, "The battle was too fierce. There were no remains of the ninjas who died, and all the remains fell into the hands of the Kumo ninjas.

. Just say this when you return to the village, do you understand Jiraiya?" The kunai pressed against Jiraiya's throat, Orochimaru's eyes were cold and emotionless.

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"Where's my sword?!" Uehara's angry voice spread throughout the wilderness. There was nothing in front of the tomb, and the droplets from the explosive sword disappeared.

"I blame you Hinata, if you don't give me the beheading sword, it will be over!" Uehara glanced at the Land of Fire and said bitterly.