Naruto: My Own Wind

After walking quickly for a while, the group came to a fork in the road.

Rokusuke pointed to the fork in the road on the left and introduced it to Kazama: "Go straight along this road and you will reach our village."

Then he pointed to the fork in the road in front of him, feeling somewhat anxious and timid, "Follow this road and you will reach the cemetery. Kanpachi is buried there."

After saying that, Rokusuke ran in that direction without waiting for anyone else to answer.

"Liuzhu, slow down and watch your step." Wuqin warned while following closely behind.

Le Qi didn't say anything, but he kept his head down and didn't miss a step.

And Kazama smiled slightly. This Rokusuke is quite warm-hearted and is sincere for his friends.

When he stopped introducing, Kazama clearly felt the fear in Rokusuke's heart, but the moment he raised his leg, Kazama clearly saw the hope and determination in Rokusuke's eyes.

After a while, the group came to an open space.

Before Kazama could look around, Rokusuke ran forward.

"Rokusuke, why are you in such a hurry? Wait a minute!"

"That's right, be careful of those people."

Unfortunately, no matter how Wuqin and Leqi shouted, Liuzhu ignored them and ran straight to a mound of earth.

Pfft!

Rokusuke knelt on the ground, dug the soil with his hands and shouted, "Kanpachi, I'm here to save you!"

Suddenly, Rokusuke stopped digging and put his ear to the mound of earth.

After a moment, Rokusuke got a little excited and turned around and shouted, "Gokin, Leqi, Kanpachi is still alive!"

"really?"

"Really, I heard him cry for help."

Upon hearing this, Wuqin and Leqi hurried over to Liuzhu and started digging the soil with their hands together with him.

"Hey, don't your hands hurt when you dig like that?"

Hearing Fengjian's voice, Wuqin said without raising his head: "My benefactor, are there any digging tools around? We'll have to use our hands."

"Not yet, but there will be one soon." Fengjian looked in one direction with a mysterious smile.

Feng Jian's words made Wu Qin and Le Qi stop digging. After looking at each other, Le Qi asked uncertainly, "Will there be tools soon?"

Kazama nodded.

"But there's not even a tombstone around here. Where can I find the tools?" Wu Qin was a little confused because there were only mounds of earth around.

"Hehe...Haven't you heard the famous saying, 'If you don't have a shovel or a pickaxe, there will be a fool to bring them to you.'" Fengjian hummed and sang, his face filled with pride.

Fukama's abnormal behavior stunned Gokin and Lechi, as well as Rokusuke who was busy digging.

In response to their expressions, Fengjian put the samurai sword on his shoulder and grinned at them, "You guys, wait a moment, I will welcome the guests."

"Guests? Could it be..." Before Rokusuke could finish his words, he heard footsteps, getting closer and closer.

The sound of footsteps made Liuzhu, Wuqin and Leqi feel frightened instinctively, and their bodies trembled slightly involuntarily.

Feng Jian saw their changes and pondered in his heart. This Black Chu clan is quite powerful. They scared the local villagers like this before they even arrived. It shows how bad their daily life is.

If that's the case, then I'll change my strategy and Kazama slowly draws out his samurai sword.

When the samurai sword was drawn out, the footsteps in the rain had stopped, and a group of people appeared in front of Kazama and his friends.

When Le Qi saw this group of people, he was so scared that he opened his mouth and said nothing. He also sat down on the ground, not caring at all about the mud on the ground.

The same went for Wuqin and Liuzhu. Although they didn't open their mouths, they also sat on the muddy ground.

The person standing at the front of the group raised his head and shouted angrily, "What the hell are you doing? Do you want a funeral?"

"Ah! We..."

"Hmph! You actually dared to ruin the boss's interest. It seems that you all deserve to die!" the man said gritting his teeth.

"No! Don't tell Boss Lei Ya!" Le Qi was so scared that he put his head to the ground, not caring at all that his forehead and hair were dirty with mud.

“Hehe…hahahaha…” The man laughed wildly towards the sky upon hearing that, being very arrogant.

Rokusuke was also very scared at this time, but he still whispered: "Master Kazama, what should we do?"

Although Rokusuke's voice was not loud and was covered by his wild laughter, everyone still heard it.

"Are they the Black Hoe Clan?"

"Yes."

"That's easy. Let's deal with these people in the most direct way." Turning to Rokusuke with a reassuring smile, Kazama looked at this group of so-called Black Hoe Clan with disdain.

Before seeing them, Feng Jian had some guesses about what kind of family the other party belonged to.

Will it be like the Uchiha clan, or a family like the Ino-Shika-Cho clan? At the worst, it will be like the Fuma clan of Sasame.

As a result, the meeting was not as good as the reputation.

They are still the black hoe clan, more like the underworld clan.

They all wore black hooded cloaks with the hoods pulled over their heads and high collars, making it difficult to see their faces.

Isn't this kind of dressing typical of a coward who hides his head but shows his tail?

The Black Chu clan is a bunch of thieves and robbers.

Feng Jian's gaze made the person who spoke first very unhappy. He pointed at Feng Jian and said, "Boy, your eyes tell me that you want to be buried."

"Haha...funeral?" Fengjian pointed around and said to the man with a smile: "Choose a place and I'll throw you there.

But, let me be frank with you, Grandpa, I will be in charge of killing, not burying!"

"Boy, are you provoking our Black Hoe Clan?"

Snapped!

The slap was so loud that it stunned everyone.

Feng Jian blew his hands and said disdainfully: "Still provoking the Black Chu clan? Haha...

Not only did I provoke you, I also hit you, what can you do to me?"

The person who was beaten was the member of the Black Hoe Clan who had been talking. At this moment, his hat was knocked off and one of his teeth was knocked out, revealing his small face with bulging eyes and red and swollen cheeks.

Wuqin and Leqi were somewhat panicked, but Liuzhu was secretly happy.

After a moment, the man shouted, took off his cloak, revealing the tight combat suit underneath, pulled out a knife, pointed it at Fengjian, "You are looking for death!

Brothers, this bastard has disregarded the dignity of our Black Hoe clan. Let's go together and kill him!"

When the others heard this, they also tore off their shawls and revealed their weapons.

Fengjian took a look and was surprised to see that the weapons were really varied, including samurai swords, iron claws, iron rods, shovels and pickaxes.

This made Fengjian very happy. He didn't expect that the enemy would actually cooperate with his joke.

But Fengjian still felt a little strange, because there was a person from the Hei Chu clan who not only did not take off his cloak, but also slowly retreated.

This is clearly an attempt to escape.

This made Fengjian very curious. Who was this guy? Wasn't he afraid of being ashamed of deserting the battlefield?

"Hey! Yellow-haired, are you scared?" The man who was punched in the mouth grinned and said sarcastically, "It's too late to be scared!

I want you to know that anyone who offends our Black Chu clan will suffer a miserable fate."

After saying that, he stepped forward and stabbed Fengjian in the heart with his knife.

Feng Jian curled his lips. This speed is too slow. The angle and strength of the knife are not right. That's it? Are they from the Black Chu clan?

Pah! The shit clan is more like that.

As a result, Fengjian didn't even try to dodge and directly slashed the opponent's throat with his knife.

The originally arrogant member of the Black Hoe Clan was suddenly confused and in pain. He dropped the knife and covered his neck, trying to stop the blood from gushing out.

Unfortunately, he failed to stop it, and blood still flowed out from between his fingers.

Fengjian felt a little disgusted and was afraid that blood would splatter all over him, so he kicked the other person away.

As luck would have it, the direction it flew was exactly the direction of the person who was retreating.

As the man screamed, he was hit by the flying corpse and fell to the ground.

Finally, the man fainted.