Konoha Silver Lightning

Chapter 243 Underground Exchange (1010)

"Most of the surnames are obtained by observing the scenery, such as Matsushita, Ida, etc." "And his surname is Yin Kong, which represents a gloomy sky, thick clouds, and a sky without sunlight."

"And his name is Silver Arrow, usually these two characters mean fleeting lightning."

"Combined, it's a momentary flash of lightning in a cloudy sky."

"It will only stay for a moment, and then disappear again."

While talking, Nagato took out a book with a white cover and showed it to Konan and Yahiko.

I saw the words 'Complete Names and Meanings of Ancient and Modern Names' written on the cover of the book. Although it seems to be a decent name, why are there so many peach blossoms and hearts painted on it?

And the first page that was exposed had a title.

If you want to understand a girl's heart, you must first understand her name -- Ryo Takazawa

"This is his character. We can't find him, and it's impossible to keep him. After all, he is Lightning."

After Nagato finished speaking, Yahiko and Xiaonan were silent, and a sad atmosphere of being strangers enveloped them.

Suddenly, Yahiko slapped Nagato heavily on the shoulder, which startled Nagato.

"What are you talking about?! Tell you not to read so many messy books, but you just don't listen, what's the matter with lightning, we will definitely meet again in the future, there is no doubt!"

Nagato coughed twice, and wanted to explain that Mr. Jiraiya recommended this book to him.

But in the next second, Yahiko stood in front of his chest with clenched fists, and said firmly.

"Silver arrow also said that we hope that next time we meet, we can make the country of rain peaceful, and we can't be underestimated by him when we go."

"Just take this as the goal, and when we achieve it, we will go find him together! He is a member of our Akatsuki organization!"

"Ok!"

"Ok!"

Xiao Nan put away the letter paper, raised her head and looked forward firmly.

Under the rain, in an unknown village in the country of rain, people in raincoats hurried on the streets.

A short figure walked on the street, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Turning around the winding alley, a deserted theater appeared in front of his eyes.

Behind the wide open door, there are stairs that have been plunged into darkness. The signboard on the door is worn out. It has not been replaced for many years and has become blurred. Two characters can barely be recognized.

"Voice."

A slightly dull voice sounded, and the man raised his head, revealing the white mask on his chin.

According to the information he inquired, it was right here.

So he stepped in.

The steps go down step by step, and you can't see your fingers around you. You can only step on it by feeling. The timid people are already submissive, for fear of stepping on the air and rolling down the stairs.

The man moved forward step by step, and the sound of bang bang footsteps spread far away, very rhythmic, neither fast nor slow.

Going down in the darkness for an unknown how long, the man seemed to stop, then took out a small torch from his arms, took out the torch and lit it.

boom!
The flames rose up, and the surrounding environment was also illuminated. The walls were old, and some vines and spider webs were even crawling on them.

He was stepping on gray steps. At this time, he stepped forward with his left foot, leaned forward, and was about to go down the next step.

But his left foot stepped on the air, and the whole person seemed to press the pause button, maintaining this posture strangely.

And his left foot, which was hovering in the air, landed firmly on the fault that happened to be the steps.

The fault was about a meter in and half a meter wide, with cracked cement forming the edges, as if it had been crushed by something heavy.

And below the fault, there is a bottomless darkness even under the light of the fire.

"Memorize the height of each step with your body, and when you find that you should have touched the next step but did not step on an object, then precisely control your body to stop."

"Your Excellency, I'm curious how you turned your body into a machine."

A hoarse and curious voice came from the depths of the stairs.

"It won't bother you anymore."

After speaking, he withdrew his left foot and jumped to the side.

The whole person stepped on the side wall, stepping on the wall with both legs as if ignoring gravity, and walked at a [-]-degree turn with the stairs.

"This wall has been soaked by rain for many years, and it is covered with slippery moss. If you can walk on it, it seems that your chakra control is also very good."

The voice echoed in the stairwell, and at this time the short man also walked to the bottom of the stairs, and the light of the torch he held illuminated the appearance of the speaker.

He was wearing a black cloak with a hood on his head, and with the old wooden door behind him, he looked like a cultist.

The short man with the mask raised his head, revealing a pair of silver eyes.

"It's just basic skills. Are you the person in charge here?"

The man in the cloak nodded, opened his hands and laughed.

"Yes, welcome to the underground exchange."

"Oh? How do you know I'm here for the first time?"

Yin Ya jumped down from the wall and looked around.

The place was dark, dank, and mossy, and empty except for the two wooden doors behind the cloaked man.

"I'm familiar with all the clients who come here often. There is no one with your body shape and attire. And from your cautious behavior, I can tell that this is your first time here."

"That's right, this is my first time here, but the safety of your place is average, just ask around."

The cloaked man spread his hands and said helplessly: "After all, we also have to eat. If it is too hidden, how can so many new customers come to our door? The most important thing is that this is the land of rain."

Having said this, he seemed to be smiling a little smugly.

Yin Ya also nodded, this guy is right, this is the Land of Rain, a paradise for bounty ninjas, and a stronghold for criminals, it is already very good without opening the underground exchange to the street.

"You can call me Shark Hunter, what can I do for you?"

Yin Ya nodded: "I'll just say it straight, I want ninja tools, kunai, steel wire, detonating talisman, military food pills, smoke bombs, I don't know if you have them here."

These things are contraband in any place, except in Ninja Village, even the most daring people dare not sell them in ordinary places.

Therefore, generally speaking, there are only two kinds of places outside Ninja Village.

One, the black market.

Second, the secret stronghold.

But apparently there is a third.

The hunting shark slapped the wooden door with a slap, and even the hooded silver arrow on his head could feel his direct gaze.

"Of course we have this kind of thing here, it's just an unidentified person like Your Excellency"

He elongated his voice, and his tone was a little vague, as if he was asking for benefits.

"What? Not for sale?"

Yin Ya raised his head suddenly, Lie Sha clearly saw a few streaks of blood drawn in those silver eyes, and a ferocious killing intent was revealed from the eyes.

He felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this guy was definitely not easy to mess with.

Lie Sha turned around quickly, pushed open the door behind him, then turned around, and said to Yin Ya with a smile as if he had changed into a different person.

"No! Our customers are all unidentified people! It is our natural responsibility to provide customer supply services."

(End of this chapter)