Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior

At the end of Konoha Chronicle 36, the situation in the shinobi world gradually deteriorated.

Sunagakure accused Konoha of maliciously snatching his share of the mission, and Konoha accused Sunagakure of crossing the Rain Country and plundering the Fire Country border.

The friction between Konoha and Sandgakure continues, Iwagakure and Cloudgakure have ambiguous attitudes, and Kirigakure is also secretly mobilizing armed forces.

The Kingdom of Rain, located between the three kingdoms of earth, wind, and fire, was forced to become a buffer zone and victim of the fight between the great powers.

Lead-colored clouds have spread across the sky, making this weeping country even more lonely and sad.

There were only homeless wild dogs, lying low and biting beside the carrion.

"Xiaonan, follow..."

"Woo!" The wild dogs raised their ears alertly, bared their teeth and looked at the misty fog.

In the distance, there seemed to be footsteps coming, mixed with low murmurs.

Until the clouds flashed with branch-shaped thunder, and the world was dyed gray and white.

In the distance, in a desolate scene, two haggard figures staggered out of the rain and fog, their ghostly white faces illuminated by the light.

"Yahiko, I'm so cold..."

"Just bear with it a little longer...if we can't find anything, we'll go back."

The tattered and wide raincoat covered up the thin and short figure. The eyes under the shadow were still bright, and the yellow and miserable little face was very childish, and he seemed to be only five or six years old.

There is an orange-haired boy called "Yahiko" and a blue-haired girl called "Konan".

The two children's eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

But most of the houses on the left and right are dilapidated. In the mud with broken walls, you can only vaguely see corpses, maybe men and women, maybe old people and children, dilapidated and soaked in the mud, rotting and smelly. .

Apparently, the settlement had been slaughtered.

White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crow for thousands of miles.

Whenever they see a broken and rotting corpse, Konan will tighten his face and purse his lips subconsciously, while Yahiko's eyes show sadness and fear.

The pale faces with residual fear were gradually engraved deeply in his mind.

"Yahiko, look there..."

It wasn't until Konan pulled his sleeve that Yahiko came out of his trance and looked in the direction she pointed.

He saw an alley and saw figures in the alley.

It was a strange corpse wearing a gray vest with its head raised.

"I actually found it!"

Yahiko's face lit up with joy. After making sure that no one was around, he quietly slipped into the alley.

The moment he stepped into the alley, the rain curtain pressing heavily on his shoulders seemed to be suddenly cut off.

"call!"

Yahiko let out a sigh of relief subconsciously.

Xiao Nan looked up and subconsciously touched his throat.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt a chill.

Looking up, there was only the raging wind and the darkness covered by the tent, not even the light of the moon could be seen.

"It's the body of a Sunagakure chuunin!"

The uncontrollable exclamations beside her interrupted Xiaonan's inexplicable loss of consciousness.

He retracted his gaze from above and lowered his head to look at the figure.

I saw that the corpse wearing the Sunagakure forehead protector was lying on its back, with a kunai inserted into the left eye socket, exposing the texture of the muscles and the ruptured scarlet blood vessels.

The dazzling blood flowed down his cheeks and down his body, forming a reddish mirror reflecting the blurry alleyway.

"There must be one!"

Yahiko, a boy of four or five years old, was squatting in front of the corpse. He did not feel disgusted by the smelly corpse. Instead, he put his hand into its arms with a look of anticipation.

It can be seen that this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. He is as skilled as those wild dogs that eat corpses.

In fact, he was doing exactly the same thing as a wild dog.

If you can find some good things from the ninja's corpse, you can go to the capital of the Kingdom of Rain to exchange for some food. If you can't find it, you can only steal it...

Xiaonan stood aside quietly, looking at the body quietly.

"...It's so scary." After a long silence, she murmured in a low voice.

Seeing that the corpse maintained a ferocious and dazed expression until death, Xiaonan could almost imagine how the other party was killed.

Is the force that goes straight through the head a stabbing blow?

If you want to penetrate the head, you have to at least hit it, right?

First, insert the short knife into the eye socket, and then punch or kick it to forcefully penetrate it.

There was even a look of vigilance on the face of the Sunagakure ninja, which meant that he carefully stepped into the alley, but was killed by someone before he even had time to react.

Thinking of this, Xiaonan felt a little uneasy and looked around, but could not find the source of her uneasiness.

The icy cold mixed with the smell of blood was inhaled into the lungs, and the weak, vague moonlight reflected the ground.

There are mottled walls on both sides of the alley, covered with damp water stains and moss. Spiders are waiting on the dark webs, as if waiting for food to fall into the webs. Two short figures are reflected in the compound eyes.

The entire alley was extremely quiet, as if they were the only ones left in the world. The rain curtain at the entrance of the alley was like a door, locking the two lost beasts in a cage.

Yahiko didn't notice Konan's uneasiness, lowered his head and fumbled around, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Found it!" He whispered in surprise, and took out a ninja bag, "Xonan, look, there are shurikens and detonating talismans in it... Hey, why don't you have that special steel wire? Very useful..."

Yahiko was talking excitedly.

But before he could finish speaking, Xiaonan interrupted with a trembling voice:

"Ya, Yahiko! Did you hear it?"

"...What did you hear?" Yahiko was startled and asked.

I saw that Xiaonan was staring at the violent storm outside the alley.

It seemed that he heard some sound, hidden in the roar of rain and wind.

It seemed to be...

Crack...Crack...

No, that's not right, it's not like, but there is a sound.

At the moment when this thought came to Yahiko's mind.

The sky was suddenly dyed into a blazing white color by the lightning that tore through the dark clouds.

In the rain and fog in the distance, the dazzling white light cast three shadows on the ground, slender like ghosts.

Crack! Crack!

It was clearer to hear, the strange sound was getting closer and closer, and the two were instantly engulfed by the fear that surged like a tide.

Boom! !

A thunderclap exploded immediately after the lightning fell.

Xiaonan and Yahiko were suddenly awakened, and their young faces turned pale in an instant.

They heard it clearly and realized it.

What does that familiar sound mean?

"The puppeteer of Sand Village!"

Yahiko reacted, grabbed Konan's clothes, and turned to escape.

But just as he stood up and took a step.

Swish!

In his peripheral vision, a flash of black cold light suddenly passed in front of him.

At this moment, Yahiko could even smell the faint fishy smell.

Ding!

But in the next second, a subtle and crisp hitting sound was heard, and the kunai with a cold light suddenly deviated from the original throwing trajectory.

It flew past Yahiko by a hair's breadth, sank into the wall beside him and pierced a crack.

"Yahiko, Yahiko..." Konan's little face was extremely pale, and she grabbed the corner of Yahiko's clothes tightly.

"Gudong!"

Yahiko froze in place like a stone, his mouth slightly open, his throat rolling up and down, and his breathing stagnated.

I don't know if it was sweat or rain, the crystal liquid slid down from the temples along the cheeks to the chin, and finally dripped to the ground and shattered into water splashes.

"I'm fine..." He raised his shaking hand and touched his nose.

Feeling the stinging pain and the wetness of his fingertips, his pupils trembled slightly, the hairs on his body stood up, and he even felt like peeing between his buttocks.

Almost!

Almost died!

This was the first time he felt the fear of death so close.

But, the sound just now...

Crack!

Crack, click!

Before Yahiko could come back to his senses from his trance, two figures walked out of the rain curtain with gradually clear strange sounds.

Both of them were wearing bamboo hats, one of them had long yellow hair, and the blood-stained kunai was still spinning on his fingers, and the blood and rain gathered on the tip of the knife and splashed out.

The other person had a hideous scar on his face, carrying a human-shaped thing wrapped in waterproof cloth, and the strange sound came from behind him.

"What?" Seeing the thin and short Yahiko and the other man, the yellow-haired Sand Ninja was also stunned, and then frowned and complained, "It turned out to be just two little ghosts."

"Did you just see that they were two little ghosts?" Another scarred Sand Ninja was a little surprised and said, "I thought you saw it, so I showed mercy and didn't hit him."

The yellow-haired Sand Ninja's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and he cursed: "Bullshit! I clearly aimed at his head!"

The scarred Sand Ninja just thought he was quibbling, smiled, and looked at the body in the alley.

"That idiot actually died here..." As he said that, he looked at Yahiko and the other man, and said indifferently: "I remember that Master Kazekage said that we should try not to hurt civilians?"

Hearing this, Yahiko and Konan were stunned for a moment, and a hint of hope appeared in their eyes.

"Don't joke." The yellow-haired Sand Ninja sneered with some disdain, "Don't forget, you killed a group of Rain Country civilians in your first A-level mission."

"Maybe, among the civilians you killed, there were their parents..."

After saying that, he turned his head suddenly and threw the kunai in his hand instantly.

In an instant, Yahiko and the other person who were moving their feet froze in place, and the kunai was now accurately stuck at their feet.

"Be good." The yellow-haired Sand Ninja showed a playful smile, like a cat playing with a mouse with its claws, and walked slowly towards Yahiko and the other person.

The scar-faced Sand Ninja did not stop, but just touched the scar on his face, which seemed to be a little painful, and could not help but coldly admonished, "Be quick, and help that idiot collect the body."

Hearing the conversation between the two without mercy, Yahiko and Konan's hopes were extinguished, and the hope in their eyes turned into despair.

The shadows of the trees beside them seemed to sway like human figures, and they sneered coldly at the two people who were resisting stubbornly.

Even the feeling of the cold wind penetrating into the collar became more profound. A chill that penetrated into the bone marrow made Yahiko's hand holding the collar turn white, and his chest rose and fell violently, like a broken bellows.

"Why?" He murmured in a trembling voice.

He didn't understand why the battle between ninjas would involve civilians, and why the war between major powers would drag the Rain Country into the war.

The Fire Country and the Wind Country, the Sand Village and the Leaf Village, all seemed to be fighting for their own "justice".

And the reason for the Sand Village to start the war was to promote fair distribution of resources.

"Fairness", what a "just" and "correct" reason.

But they just want to live, is this wrong? If this is also wrong, then who is right?

"Is this your last words?" Hearing the little ghost's murmur, the yellow-haired sand ninja who had already walked to the alley raised his eyebrows, and seemed a little distressed, "Unfortunately, even if you ask me, I don't know how to answer you."

After the voice fell, the yellow-haired sand ninja stepped out without stopping, and gently stepped into the curtain woven by the falling rain at the alley.

Click.

Xiaonan, whose face was only gray, was suddenly stunned, and her eyes stopped at the pool of blood under the dead ninja.

From her angle, the bloody water surface was like a mirror, but it reflected a pair of deep blue pupils.

It was like a predator quietly watching its prey under the deep pool of water.

Even in a trance, Xiaonan seemed to see that the eyes were slightly curved, as if... smiling?

Smiling?

Who was smiling?

Before she could look up to see clearly, her sight was blocked.

In front of her was Yahiko, who wanted to block her and protect her with his arms open, and the ninja raised a kunai, and the hideous smile on his face.

"Hee, kid, in your next life, pray that you are not born in a small country."

The words fell, but nothing happened when he tried to swing his arm down.

There was no warm blood splashing like before, nor was there the refreshing feeling that he coveted.

This situation made the yellow-haired sand ninja subconsciously stunned for a moment, and his eyes turned slightly to look at his arm.

On his arm holding the kunai, the sleeve was slowly torn apart, and the skin underneath was cracked with a circular red line...

As the blood was splashed, the arm slid down and gradually separated from the shoulder, revealing a smooth and neat fracture with detailed bone and muscle texture.

The pain is generated in the cerebral cortex, so how long does it take for the pain information to be transmitted to the cerebral cortex after a person is directly injured, and how long does it take for the reaction?

The answer is one second.

In the case of high nerve tension and unconsciousness, it takes nearly one second to react.

But it only takes a moment to turn from extreme stillness to extreme movement.

Before anyone could react, the shadow had already fallen from the shadows above like a falling maple leaf behind the prey, with its toes landing in the pool of blood and creating a ripple.

When the predator hiding in the dark was exposed to the moonlight, the first thing people noticed was not his face, but the cold light that was cut down with a touch of moonlight.

Puff!

The knife was very fast, and there was no pain when it passed, only cold death.

Almost in an instant, the head of the yellow-haired sand ninja soared into the sky and fell to the ground like a bowling ball, with a crisp sound like a watermelon falling to the ground, and a bloody trail rolled on the ground.

The head still had a trace of doubt, and rolled into the stagnant water with its eyes open, reflecting the two stunned little ones in its eyes.

And the neck that was separated from it, the blood also bloomed like a fountain, causing a bloody rain here, dripping on Konan and Yahiko.

But soon, the front was covered by a shadow, and the smelly bloody rain stopped falling.

"It's a good habit to like asking 'why', but unfortunately, you chose the wrong person."

A somewhat childish voice came from above, but the first impression it gave to Xiaonan Yahiko was gentle.

"..."

As if they had not yet recovered from that scene, the two looked up a little blankly, just in time to meet a pair of deep blue eyes.

"Most people in this world are like fallen leaves, helplessly floating, rolling, and trembling in the air, and finally helplessly collapsed on the ground, turning into nutrients for the next generation."

"Only a few people can be like stars moving along a predetermined orbit. The wind of impermanent fate cannot blow them away. They have a predetermined journey in their hearts."

It was a young man, wearing a black robe, holding an umbrella in his hand, with distinct joints in his palms and a smile in his eyes.

Xiaonan couldn't tell for a moment whether the blue light reflected in those eyes was stars or rain.

I only felt that the dark rainy night became bright, the rain was pouring, and my heart was surging, like a closed valley suddenly opened, and the wind blew in endlessly.

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