[Hokage] Scales

Kneeling on the ground, I dug the hole as fast as I could. After 10 minutes, I lay down in the hole and couldn’t even cover my face. The sky was about to light up in half an hour. I wanted to speed up but couldn’t, because now I only I can move my left hand, but my right hand is barely tied with cloth strips. If it is not tied, half of my forearm will fall off. If I have a storage scroll, I will simply break the part that is still connected.

Originally, the most efficient way to hide from the sun should be to use earth to escape.Beheaded in the heart or escaped from the earth.Huang Quanzhang directly dragged himself into the soil, however, his right hand was almost separated, I can't make a seal with one hand, and the part that can't be dropped is worse than the decorations, at least the decorations look good.

Looking around, there were no caves or other places where I could hide until the sun went down. I resigned to my fate and continued digging, ignoring my fingers that had been torn apart. I buried myself in it, and even made a little camouflage, but in the eyes of experienced ninjas, they would think that there is something wrong with this land.

Close your eyes surrounded by the smell of earth, ignore the wounds all over your body and the constant stomach cramps with perseverance as usual, the humidity in the thin air is a bit high, experience tells me that a downpour is about to come, and in about two or three hours, I will From buried in the soil to soaked in mud.

I really miss the light blue liquid that Orochimaru let me soak in. It can stop hunger and heal my wounds, and Bubble is a live fish. Unfortunately, I only have mud at this moment, and my right hand has lost consciousness for a long time. My right hand misses the time it can be brought back, forever short, or I die before anyone knows.

If it's the latter, I'll save others the trouble of digging my grave for me.

"You're really in a mess this time."

Mo Xu stood upright, tall and straight, condescending, and poked my forehead again and again—with a needle.

I blinked and raised my hand to wipe away the blood dripping down my neck, it was itchy.

I actually came in without realizing it, and sank into the subconscious without "moving thoughts". This is not a good phenomenon, and it means that I have weak control over my own consciousness.

At the beginning, in order to exercise our pain tolerance, while chatting with other instructors, Suo crushed our leg bones and then put them back together. We recuperated until the itchy healing stage before crushing them. If we were unconscious during the trauma, we would wake up In the future, we will face more cruel punishments, repeated several times, until we can not move an eyebrow when we are stepped on, and then the course ends.

Mo Xu played vigorously, the stitches were poked deeper than the first one, the range was not limited to the forehead, the cheeks, the lips, the nose, and the cheekbones were poked, and my face was covered with blood.

Yao stood behind, rubbed his chin in thought, and said slowly: "The chief instructor's behavior... is a bit strange."

"What's so strange." Suo prodded, "What the chief instructor did has his own reason."

He suddenly lost interest, and the needle was thrown back to his side. The point of the sword was originally pierced into my cheek, and it was buried a little deep. .

"Besides, He Yu looks like a traitor from any angle. Lost contact for five months, Lei Ya disappeared, and freedom of movement in Dashemaru's laboratory. Any of these three points can be exchanged for one in the village. Zhang Jianzhe is on Lijue's wanted list, or do you think," Suo looked down at me, "that taking the chief instructor back to the village will clear up your suspicions?"

He sneered, even though he was mocking, he couldn't hide his good appearance, "We will deal with everything strictly, and would rather kill by mistake than let it go, He Yu, have you forgotten the principle of Wuyin Village?"

Of course I haven't forgotten those companions who were dragged away after 10 minutes of delay in returning to the village, those companions who said a word to passers-by and were killed on the spot... I can't remember their faces, but I remember very clearly what happened.

"However, you have confirmed your identity as a rebellious ninja now. If you have a forehead protector, you can draw a line on it."

Ordinary ninjas will carry the forehead protection of their ninja village when they go out on missions, but Anbu will not. After all, they do some shady things.

I don’t need to think about the forehead protection for people like me who were caught from other places and thrown into the training camp. It is a symbol, a symbol of the ninja’s sense of belonging and honor to the Ninja Village. Give us these disposable styles. If it is not enough, we will catch newcomers What do the ninjas who come back to supplement them do.

They don't expect us to consider ourselves villagers of Wuyin Village, they don't agree that we are part of them, they don't recognize our existence, they use spells to control our loyalty to the village, they use cruel training to destroy our will to resist, and they use severe training to destroy our will to resist. The punishment numbs our hope for the future.

There are six other people who graduated with me. They live together when there are no tasks. No one will speak. They are like ghosts that cannot touch each other, floating slowly in the house, silently waiting for the arrival of the next task.

The dark space we were in began to vibrate, and the faces of Suo and Yao were blurred, like the reflection of the water surface in the spreading ripples.

I'm having a headache again, the control spell in my head strikes, and part of my physical sensations are reflected in the subconscious environment.

"Blue scales."

I suddenly turned my head to look at the source of the sound. A group of strangely shaped objects were talking. I couldn’t tell what the face looked like. The upper half was a human figure with hands, and the lower half... looked like a fish tail?

Orochimaru once said "the successful product of the mermaid hybrid experiment", I thought that the fish part refers to the gills on the side of my neck and the membranes on the eyes, and I didn't think in the direction of half a man and half a fish.

Without blinking, he looked at the sudden appearance... let's call it a mermaid, he moved a little closer, and continued to call: "Qinglin."

"He Yu, what are your plans for the future?"

Yao, who only said a word, asked at the same time, I turned my eyes back to her and Suo, they looked back, their expressions remained unchanged, as if they hadn't heard the name, and didn't see the fourth one that appeared suddenly... …people.

"Blue scales."

The mermaid continued to whisper, I squinted, the space vibrated again, and the outline of the mermaid was scattered for a moment. When it became clear, a pair of eyes emerged from the mermaid's blank face, the color of which was exactly the same as the liquid I used to soak.

"Blue scales."

There was another bigger shaking, and the three of them froze, and I understood.

"You should go."

"Where are you?"

There is an extra mermaid of unknown origin, and there is an extra whisper that has never been heard before.

I stared at the merman's gradually forming lips, his lips repeating the question, before the blood gushing from them overwhelmed me.

"Where are you?"

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My consciousness floated back to the surface, and I could feel my prophecy come true before I even opened my eyes. My whole body was covered with wet and sticky muddy water. I didn't dig very deep, so the soil used to cover my body was not thick enough. It is even thinner, and the body is exposed to the humid air when it moves slightly.

I sat up, and the downpour washed away the sticky soil, and my face was clean after tilting my head up for a while.

After standing up, he jumped on the spot, shook off some of the more stubborn dirt, and left the rest with him.

In fact, it is still daytime, but the rain is so heavy, the clouds are very low, the sky is gray all day, and it looks like it can rain for a few more hours.

When I was running for my life, the change of direction did not allow me to think about it. I don’t know my exact location. I’m not in the Land of Water anyway, because I met the ninja from Hidden Mist Village before I arrived in the Land of Water with the chief instructor on my back. In the land of fire.

As a result, I guessed wrong at that time. After walking for a few days, the town I encountered belonged to the Land of Fire, and Orochimaru really built a secret laboratory in the Land of Fire.

I didn't want to stay in the same place for too long, so I randomly picked a direction that was not the way I came from, and while running, I wanted to find some place to hide from the pursuit. I planned to change to another hiding place in a few months. It is best to settle down in the end if you extend the frequency of relocation during the golden period.

At this time, I am a little envious of ordinary ninjas. They can move freely during their missions. It is very convenient to wait for the opportunity to make some arrangements to change their identities after leaving the village.

The most convenient way is to go to the bounty station to find a quest leader, but there are sources in the village. Although the ninjas who enter the bounty station do not need to reveal their identities, I still feel unsafe.

It seems that I have to find a job for ordinary people. This is another problem. I don't seem to know anything except killing people.

The rain didn't show any signs of abating. I was jumping among the branches, and an object that was different from the trees and trees suddenly appeared in my field of vision, a small wooden house.

I hid aside and observed for a while, making sure that there was no movement around the cabin, and then approached carefully.

There was no one in the room, and the furnishings were very simple. There was a wooden bed, a long wooden table with dark spots, two seemingly homemade wooden bows hung on the wall, and a few not-so-sharp long and short knives and a few The stem is blunt, and the machete is placed in the bucket. This should be a resting place for hunters.

The dust on the floor was obvious, at least to the extent that no one had been active for a month. I jumped lightly, jumped from the door to the bed and sat cross-legged.

Unwrapping the cloth strips that bound my right hand, I looked at the hanging severed hand and thought.

After making up my mind, I grasped the ashen wrist of my right hand with my left hand, and was about to tear it off forcefully. My hips suddenly hung in the air, and my body’s center of gravity suddenly fell backwards. I wanted to jump forward but was knocked back by a menacing beam on the roof. Drops in strange burrows.

Orochimaru looked down at me who fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, and his golden pupils shone under the light of the lantern.

"It's you again."