Konoha's Bizarre Adventure

"Katori Shinto-ryu" is one of the few "Thirty-six Famous Families" in the Land of Fire, and the scale of its dojo is naturally not small.

It's just that when Miyuki and Hinata climbed in from the side wall and entered the inside of the dojo by taking an unusual path, the first thing they felt was the bloody smell that hadn't dissipated for several days .

"elder brother......"

"Well, follow me, don't run around."

After feeling the bloody breath that almost merged with the shadows, Hinata seemed a little uncomfortable. Although she was also someone who had experienced the battlefield, the feeling of the battlefield was much different from this murder scene, so Miyuki hurriedly took her hand.

The huge dojo was empty and quiet at this time. Because of the massacre that happened a few days ago, there was no one in it. There were only traces of corpses all over the floor. Fixed lines, that is, crimes. Humanoid drawings often seen on site.

A human-shaped drawn line represents a corpse. However, when Miyuki used his "white eyes" to look around, he saw about forty or fifty drawn lines. In other words, the "Katori Shinto Style" The disciples did pay a heavy price, basically retracing Uchiha's old path.

"Brother, look at these traces."

But at this moment, Hinata pointed to the wall next to her, and where she pointed, a knife mark that seemed to go deep into the wall for an unknown number of meters revealed the details of the tragedy that had happened.

The knife marks were very gentle, smooth and delicate, as if they had been scratched with a sharp paper knife on a piece of paper, but this was not paper, but the wall.

The depth is about thirty centimeters, and there is not even a trace of burrs or damage... This is definitely not a mark made with a sword.

After carefully observing the inside of the knife mark, Yu Xing took a deep breath. Although he was not a samurai, he still had a certain understanding of the katana. There was no way a mark like this could have been made by a samurai sword.

Sure enough, it looked more like some kind of ninjutsu or secret technique than a katana... No wonder everyone suspected that it was done by a ninja.

After sighing, Miyuki dragged Hinata around again, but found nothing more, but this is not a strange thing, after all, if there are many clues, then the samurai probably already Let's find the murderer.

"Brother, Li said that the murderer will always return to the vicinity of the crime scene unconsciously after committing the crime, which means that he may not have gone far."

"How is it possible... After all, the place we are in now is the real world but not a world. How could a prisoner be so stupid? Besides, why did he come back?"

"Well... To recall that unforgettable night or to breathe the air full of bloody smell"

Is he sick? After the person you were talking about heard Hinata's words, Yuxing almost couldn't help laughing. But just when he was about to open his mouth and try to pull his sister out of the world, a corner not far away appeared. There was a slight noise outside.

It can't be such a coincidence that someone comes. This is not the case. How could something stupid happen like a prisoner running back to the crime scene to get nervous?

In an instant, Yuxing immediately pulled Hinata and hid in a corner of the dojo, but their "white eyes" kept staring through the wall.

In the eyes of the two of them, the guy who was slowly turning over from the wall was a guy who looked a little slovenly, like a homeless man. Although his age could not be seen because of his unkempt appearance, he should be young based on his figure. And there was a wooden knife on his waist.

"Here we come, brother, he is the prisoner"

At this time, Hinata tried her best to lower her voice and said next to Miyuki's ear, but she could still hear the excitement in her tone.

"Are you dreaming? You... this guy looks like a homeless man, and you see that he only has a wooden sword on him. It doesn't look like he can kill all the "Katori Shinto-ryu" gangsters by himself... ....”

"Huh huh huh, hahahaha"

However, just when Yuxing was about to quibble, the homeless man couldn't help laughing crazily when he stepped into the dojo that was covered with human-shaped lines on the ground.

"Brother, doesn't this guy look like a criminal? Who would run to a murder scene in the middle of the night and laugh wildly?"

"Well... maybe there's something wrong with his brain, but laughing here doesn't mean he is..."

"The feeling after killing so many people with my own hands is so satisfying. Every time I breathe the air here, my soul is sublimated."

Just when Yuxing was about to continue to quibble, the smelly homeless man who suddenly appeared, Rakujiro couldn't help but put his arms around his shoulders and said in a trembling tone.

"elder brother......"

"Stop talking, I admit defeat, this guy is a prisoner, and he's also a mentally ill prisoner."

As if to slap Goyuki in the face, Rakujiro's abnormal self-talk completely broke down the last line of defense in the heart of the Hyuga young master, forcing him to admit that there are indeed people like him in the world. The plot of the.

Is this guy sick? After killing so many people, he took the risk to return to the scene at night just to breathe the air here and sublimate his soul.

But that's right, if you weren't a sick person, you probably wouldn't be able to do something like slaughter a sect of fifty people single-handedly...

So the next question comes, what should we do? Should we just do it?

Seeing the mentally ill man dancing around in the empty dojo, Yu Xing fell into a dilemma.

To be honest, his goal was to catch the murderer who killed fifty members of the "Katori Shinto-ryu" clan, but judging from the current situation, it seemed a bit dangerous to do it rashly.

"Brother, what's wrong? Why don't you go up and catch him?"

"This, let me observe again..."

"If you dawdle any longer, it feels like that guy is about to run away."

Just as Yuxing was thinking, Hinata pointed at Rakujiro. The guy seemed to have fallen into peace after going crazy, like burnt gunpowder.

Forget it, although I didn't understand what was going on with this guy's "art" of cutting walls, cutting human bodies, and cutting famous knives, but I couldn't find anything if I didn't fight.

In the spirit of "seeking truth and being pragmatic", Yuxing gestured to Hinata and then quietly moved over there, trying to give the guy a "just sneak attack", that is, regardless of anything Give him first...

"Who"

But before Yu Xing could slowly touch the center of the dojo, the guy who originally looked like a homeless man suddenly turned around and looked in his direction.

Hmm, no, is my lurking technique so bad? I can actually detect this?

At this time, Yu Xing's body could not help but stand still a little, but he still hid behind a nearby pillar, watching the guy's movements with his "white eyes".

"Hmph, don't even think about hiding. Even if you can hide it from me, you can't hide it from my "Tian Yu Yu Slash"."

What Tianyu...what the hell

Before Miyuki could react to what this sentence meant, Rakujiro had already taken a step towards Miyuki in the darkness, and then with his right arm, he suddenly swung out the wooden sword he had been holding on to.

At the moment when the wooden sword was swung, an afterimage of something being torn suddenly appeared in the air, and the light of another golden sword suddenly flew out from the wooden sword.

Waiting for that thing, at this moment, Yu Xing's pair of white pupils suddenly opened wide, and his body also reacted very quickly at the same time, and he suddenly rushed forward.

When Yu Xing just flew out, the pillar he was hiding in was cut into two parts like butter sliced ​​by a red-hot scalpel.

There was no movement, no splinters, no bang, nothing but the faint sound of breaking wind, just the fact that the pillar had been severed.

And if Goyuki hadn't moved quickly enough, I'm afraid his body would have been cut in half from the waist just now, and he would have changed from Hinata Goyuki to Hinata Goyuki. That would be a bit too tragic...