Naruto's two-color pupils

"Why didn't we chase after him at that time?" He asked me when Mu and I were sitting on our respective beds, eating simple instant noodles soaked in boiling water brought by Fujitsuki Hiroshi.

"Why don't you chase after him?" I asked him while blowing the noodles to cool them.Actually I know what he is asking.

He looked back at me, holding the bowl of soaked noodles in his hand. He hadn't eaten yet, and his fork was still on the table. "That figure."

I exhaled, took a bite and replied, "I watched the news. They think the people who cut off people's heads in the cemetery here are things crawling out of the graves..."

He frowned and said, "They think—that's a zombie?"

"possible."

"Um……"

"Do you think it's possible?" I laughed dryly and asked him disdainfully.

"It's not impossible."

"why?"

"Just a guess." He said casually, and then put the instant noodle bowl on the table. The legs of the table made a "creep" sound, as if they were about to collapse.

"Since you're so curious, why don't you go take a look at night?" I asked him with a raised eyebrow.

He raised his head and looked at me in disbelief, and at the same time he looked very serious. "Without the captain's order, we cannot go to that dangerous place privately."

"I am the captain, the squad leader." I said, "Didn't those residents also say that? We only find corpses in the cemetery at night, which means that in order to take advantage of the deep night to go out, the murderers used the white mist to do their best. disguise, which allows them to remain hidden..."

"Them?" Mu interrupted me.

I glanced at him, put down the bowl of noodles, and wiped the corners of my mouth with a napkin, "I think this case involves more than one person..."

It is now - 1:35 in the morning. Mu and I are in a bush 50 meters away from the cemetery, observing the situation on the other side of the cemetery.The cemetery was small, but densely packed with graves.They vary in size, but they are all rigid squares. Their shiny black bodies seem to be made of marble. They lie quietly in the cemetery shrouded in darkness, with a faint light shining through the white mist. .In the whole village, only the land in the cemetery is not sand, but fertile soil suitable for growing crops. The unique fragrance of grass and earthy smell can be smelled from a distance.I have to say that no matter how beautiful this place is, it is the place with the most solemn atmosphere in the whole village, because here are the bones of people who have died from various families, and those people are sleeping quietly in this only luxurious place in the village.The reason why I say it is luxurious is because I know that the client is the richest person here. Because he is rich, he invited us on behalf of the whole village.However, it can be seen from his residence that his life is not rich, and it is really far behind compared with the people over there.The walls of the dilapidated wooden house are also made of wood, and the wood is already full of insects; the stairs creak, like a ghost crying; every room is filled with this musty smell, which makes people feel a little bit... I can't whet my appetite; the furniture and beds are very ordinary and covered with warped wooden thorns; even the chandelier on the ceiling is swaying and flickering.Other residents can't even afford to live in wooden houses. They live in simple houses like thatched huts. They are cold in winter and hot in summer, and their lives are extremely poor.And in a place like this, a terrible murder actually happened.

This is obviously not the work of some "zombie" crawling out of the grave. The people here are too superstitious.These are actually very simple explanations - someone killed someone in the cemetery, either by one person or by a group - however, my hunch told me that there was more than one person.

The murderous aura that cannot be endured by humans surges here, adding a lot of mysterious and frightening mythical color to this seemingly ordinary but extremely terrifying cemetery.

I opened my eyes and scanned the place.There was nothing in the cemetery, but I found something strange - there was only one very special tombstone, the only one in the shape of a cross.I am very surprised because there is only one cross-shaped tombstone in this cemetery, and the tombstone is very small, crookedly inserted into the soil, and there is dust on it. Apparently no one has visited its tomb for a long time...

I gestured to Mu that there was no problem and asked him to follow me in directly.He was not very familiar with the code and tilted his head, not understanding my complicated gestures.I sighed. If I went in directly, it probably wouldn't matter. I would just print out the "zombie".However, I just want to draw it out.It has only killed three people now. It is said that a headless corpse was found in the cemetery a long time ago, but no one in the village came to recognize it, so it was buried casually.Although people felt uneasy, they didn't pay much attention to it and forgot about it after a few months.

I directly asked Mu to follow me into the cemetery.He looked around cautiously, looking very nervous.The atmosphere here is indeed terrifying. You can even imagine the feeling of blood on the ground and a headless corpse lying in a pool of blood. It is a shuddering feeling...

I walked straight to the cross tombstone and knelt down to check it out.Mu quickly followed me, and often turned his head to look behind him, fearing that something might sneak up from behind.Speaking of the three people in the team, Teacher Fujizuki and Mu are probably the more reliable, and Sa Ren... I have to admit that I actually don't like him, but he is indeed not weak, and is probably much stronger than me.This suddenly reminded me of the word "becoming stronger" that I had always insisted on before.

I sighed.

I touched the small piece of land with my hand - it was moist, and the color was obviously darker than other places, that is to say - the soil here had just been turned over, and not long ago.There is groundwater deep underground, even in deserts, so the soil beneath the land is always moist.And what is different from the soil exposed to sunlight is the color. The wetter the soil, the darker the color. Dry land may even appear yellowish white.

"Why..." Mu asked quietly, "This tombstone..."

"This place has been plowed over with a shovel or something like that." I said.

He also squatted down and took a look, and discovered what I discovered.He looked at me again, with a strange expression that seemed to say: "Isn't this where the zombies come from?" My eyelids twitched, even though he didn't actually say that.I also started to feel a little scary.Somewhat scary.

The white fog became thicker.

The thick white color mixed with the white color Mu was wearing made it difficult to identify Mu's location.I asked him not to go too far away from me, at most 3 steps away, and to tell me immediately if he found anything special. He nodded, a little blurry in the white mist.

I sneezed.

This is obviously a dry desert, why is there such heavy fog?But I heard that it has always been like this here.The air began to be saturated with moisture, and I felt a slight chill on my skin.This is very detrimental to my current touch perception, because the cold has paralyzed my body. When my body is stiff, it is not easy to feel the changes in things around me through touch.I turned my head uneasily, but luckily Mu was still standing there.

I really doubt there is anything in it.

I opened my eyes and tried to see through the thick soil and the coffin box to see what was inside.The deep soil buried the huge and silent box. I couldn't observe its color well with my eyes blank, but the real focus was inside.I raised the purity of my Byakugan again, which still consumed some of my chakra and made me sweat. What made me sweat was that before I could see inside, I found the coffin box.

The cover had been pried open, and there were traces of prying with a razor blade.Sure enough, there was nothing inside...

I was stunned and almost sweating.

The next morning, the fog had completely dissipated.I feel like my eyesight has improved a lot instantly. Compared with the white fog I encountered yesterday that blurred my vision, I feel much more comfortable now.There was soft sunshine coming in from outside. Compared to the sunshine in Sunagakure Ninja Village, it was really soft and warm. There was no wind outside.A few hungry vultures hovered over the desolate yellow sand hills, occasionally making strange and sharp calls.The fog has dispersed, but the smoke has risen.

I slammed the table and stood up. "When I say it's true, it's true. I even rolled my eyes at it. Don't you understand?"

"how can that be?!"

"How is this impossible?" I asked angrily, "Mu was there at the time, he just didn't see it."

Their eyes all turned to Mu, and Mu's eyes turned to me.

"I said all this is possible, and I'm going there again tonight." I enunciated each word clearly, so that Mr. Fujizuki Hiroshi, who was already confused, could understand my "profound" meaning. question.

"This is very dangerous. You shouldn't have gone there last night." He frowned and scolded me.

"But I've already been there. I can't reverse reality or go back to the past, right?" I said unhappily.

"If you are still so irresponsible, you will not be allowed to be the captain." Fujizuki Hiroshi said, "I am thinking about you."

"It doesn't matter to me whether I am a captain or not. I think being a captain is useless. I can't command anyone, and I can't make others obey my orders, and I can't act according to my own will. What can I do? "I questioned him. In fact, I was angry. I also knew that the captain was useless. Sometimes Sa Ren knew everything before me.What can a captain do?

After that, I lay on my bed all morning, leaning there with my back to the outside, flipping through the old book that I had read several times.I found that I started to read when I was bored now, maybe because I look more and more like Bai Chuan. This is probably because I have been sitting with Bai Chuan for a long time, but recently I haven’t seen him for a long time.I sighed.

"Yue Yexiu, don't you go and take a look?" Mu stood on the ground and said to me in the direction behind my back.

"I don't want to see the coffin," I told him angrily.

"No, I asked you to take a look at that tomb," Mu said. "I told Fujizuki Hiroshi that your analytical skills are amazing, and he asked you to take a look."

"What's so surprising about this?" I was a little surprised that he said this, because a lot of it was basic common sense that I saw in old-fashioned detective novels. I thought most people should know this kind of thing, "You can't do it too. ?”

"Because you have extraordinary insight."

I did not speak.

I sat up suddenly, threw the book on the bedside, and then ran to the window angrily, and shouted through a hole in the window to the graveside: "I told you-that kind of thing can only be done at night." I just saw it.”

"Then you're going at night?" Mu asked me.

I looked back at him.

"Teacher agreed," he raised his eyebrows, "but I have to leave chakra lines on your body."

"More than that."

Each of us is equipped with a communication device, and when I was already sitting on the cross-shaped tombstone, I heard the voice of the microphone. "Yue...Yue Yexiu? Yue Yexiu, where have you been?" I picked up the microphone and told him calmly: "In a place you know." He was silent.I continued: "No matter what happens, don't come here..." "I understand."

I put down the machine and turned around - a black shadow was standing on the other side of the cemetery, directly under a door.He stood there quietly, his body very conspicuous in the white mist, flashing a faint black light, his shabby clothes trembling in the breeze.I looked at him and put my hands on my thighs.

"Who allowed you to come out?" I asked him.

But he didn't answer me.

"Hey, let me ask you, who allowed you to come out?" I became impatient.

When he hit me with his leg, I immediately raised my right arm and blocked the blow directly.I jumped off the tombstone and took a step back.He made fists with both hands and hit me directly.I turned sideways to avoid his fist, took his hand with my right hand, and struck it with a soft fist with my left hand.My hand directly penetrated his body, and a hole appeared in the body. The gray-brown paper burst out, and he paused.He slowly raised his hand, and I immediately pulled out my arm and jumped back.There was no blood on his body, and the hole began to be slowly filled with gray-white stuff, and it actually healed.I was surprised and looked at him from a distance.Just as Mu said, his skin was grey-brown, and his clothes were in tatters, as if they were clothes worn by a dead man. What was even more frightening was that he was actually hit by me and was still unscathed, without a drop of blood.What kind of technique is this...

His body swayed like a resurrected corpse.

He suddenly punched me and I turned around to avoid him, hitting him directly on the neck with my soft fist.Unexpectedly, he took my soft fist with one hand and raised his knee to attack my abdomen.I also raised my knees to block the attack, then moved my feet behind his legs, slammed my left hand on his shoulder, and knocked him down to the ground with the force of my legs.He rolled over and tried to stand up, but I raised my leg and kicked him directly in the face.He was pushed back by the powerful impact and fell to the ground again, his body trembling.

He raised his head and looked at me.

Half of his face was gone, but the pieces of paper had slowly begun to accumulate, repairing the wound.Messy hair falls around her face.His eyes - the eyeballs are light gray, but the whites are pure black.I began to suspect that he was not human anymore.

His speed was very fast, and when he struck continuously, I had no room to resist.I ducked left and right, trying to avoid his attack.I didn't notice it at all when his elbow hit me, and I was instantly knocked away.He hit me right in the jaw.I fell heavily on my back on the sand, surrounded by smoke and dust. The white fog gradually faded, and my vision became clear.

I felt pain all over my body and then spit out a mouthful of blood.

I propped myself up and tried to stand up, but he rushed over and hit me hard again. I rolled around and fell to the ground.

I smelled the smell of blood and felt the terrible pain from last time all over my body.

When he struck again with the next blow, I seemed to see that bastard with rings all over his hands. I felt a kind of anger rising in my heart - how could I lose here... I quickly condensed my chakra, Open your Byakugan, dodge his fist, turn around and hit him with a soft fist.This time his body was shattered into pieces and scattered.

Soon, his body healed again.

And every time he heals, he becomes faster and more difficult to deal with.

He flew up and kicked me. I raised my right arm and barely blocked it, and my body slid back one meter.

I pulled the scroll out from behind me with my left hand and opened it.