It is difficult to disobey the master's order, and Yasuo, who is determined to be the Hokage's best apprentice, how can he not listen to the master's words?

Since the master and his old man still can't let go of some false fame, and they want to compete for the first place in this trial, then as a good apprentice, they naturally have to take action.

Yasuo set off with his team in full gear, and Jiraiya pointed to the hot pot that was still steaming and asked, "Yasuo, are you going to find the clearance scroll, don't you extinguish the hot pot first?" ”

Yasuo pursed his lips and said, "It's just a customs clearance scroll, it's really a label to sell the head, just wait for me to warm the hot pot and get the scroll." ”

Originally, Maori Shizang was opposed to leaving the valley bottom and going out on an adventure, but now after listening to Yasuo's words, he shook his head into a rattle and said:

"You guys, I really don't know the danger outside, let me tell you, there is such a big brown bear......"

Ignoring the efforts to expand their chests and compare them to the brown bear's huge Maori Shizo, Yasuo and his three friends had already walked out of the camp with a smile.

After hesitating slightly, Maori Shizo gritted his teeth and followed the team, saying, "Even if you don't consider the danger outside, don't you plan how to get out of the valley first?" This is a 90-degree cliff, and it is not easy to climb! ”

"Hey, I said Brother Shizang, can you be quiet, it's all you yelling, my Marimo was bitten to death by the mushroom monster again!"

Tsunade held the mobile phone, shook it in front of Maori Shizo's eyes, and couldn't help but complain: "This way, when will I be able to surpass the huge roots!" ”

Mori Juzo looked confused, and he didn't know what Tsunade was talking about, but he knew one thing, this delicate little girl in front of him was still distracted playing games on the way to the death forest full of fierce beasts!

This is a joke on his own life, and the eyes of Maori Juzo looking at these Konoha imps have become complicated.

Thinking about the bits and pieces of the past, thinking of Yasuo and Jiraiya's true feelings for him, Maori Juzo looked up and sighed.

Although they are flowers in the greenhouse, they are indeed kind children!

It's just that this kindness, in a ninja world full of death and killing, seems so childish and out of place.

But, I can't help but like it!

Since you call me big brother, even if I gamble my dignity and life, I have to protect the smiles of these children!

After making such a thought and enlightenment, the ordinary face of Maori Shizang faintly flashed with the brilliance of the Virgin, and he clenched the tattered kunai in his hand and followed firmly behind the four of them.

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Now that he had made up his mind, Mori Juzo felt that he needed to give these young juniors a little advice on life.

He patted the hard granite on the cliff wall and said seriously: "With my experience in the past 21 years as Shimoshinobi, the best way to climb such a cliff is to find tough vines, use ropes and kunai, and find a foothold little by little, and then we will ...... the vines."

Halfway through Maori Shizang's bitter words, he found that his side was already empty, and in the distance, Yasuo waved his arms and shouted to him:

"Brother Shizang, if you like to play rock climbing, next time I'll take you to the Hokage Rock to jump between the pillars, but today is not the time, let's go quickly!"

With a shocked face, he followed Yasuo into the secret door in the cliff wall, and inside was a elevator of the latest style, Maori Shizo couldn't help but ask: "How can there be such a thing here, this is too inconsistent!" ”

Yasuo spread his hands and said, "Who knows, maybe it's nature's magic!" ”

Shizang: "......"

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Moments later, Yasuo and his party stepped out of the elevator.

It was now the third day of the trial, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, at least it was terrifying.

After all, the weak and impetuous ninjas have almost all been eliminated, and the rest are either superb ninjas, or thoughtful Voldemort and Old Yin B.

Although there are fewer people, it is a hundred times more dangerous.

However, Yasuo apparently didn't think so, and he took a group of friends and swaggered around the Forest of Death.

Jiraiya, like Yasuo, has a large nerve, with a stalk of grass in his mouth and his hands crossed behind his head.

Tsunade still stared down at his phone, as if he had made up his mind to fight the huge roots, who seemed to be unexpectedly idle in the past two days, and the speed of scoring was extremely fast.

Orochimaru, on the other hand, stood quietly behind Yasuo, looking around vigilantly with a pair of vertical pupils.

Relatively speaking, Mori Juzo is the most like a ninja, although his level is a little clumsy, but at least he does disguise himself and keep sneaking in the nearby grass.

"Yasuo, is your master still recruiting apprentices? I think I'm supposed to do the mission with you! ”

Jiraiya yawned, a little sleepy: "Uncle is very powerful, yes, but it's too boring to do tasks with Tsunade and Stinky Snake Pill, with you, not only do you have hot pot to eat, hot water to bathe, and most importantly, there are good-looking magazines, speaking of which, Yasuo, the quality of your inventory is really high!" ”

Orochimaru's footsteps were slightly confused, and he said in a low voice, "Yasuo-kun, if you can, can you lend me your magazine?" ”

Yasuo glanced back at Orochimaru in surprise, his face was very red, as if he could see blood when he pinched it, which was very rare for Orochimaru, whose face was as white as Aya all year round, and he looked like an innocent boy who borrowed that kind of disc for the first time in a video store.

Yasuo smiled in a sense that all men knew and nodded in agreement.

While talking and laughing, Yasuo's legs, like navigators, shuttled through the woods with precise routes, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

"Didn't your teacher teach you the basics of field missions at all?"

Mori Shizo couldn't stand it anymore, and in his opinion, these four imps were completely wandering around the Forest of Death, and this kind of behavior was no different from dancing on the tip of a knife.

He frowned and asked, "White-haired little ghost, do you think about your eighty-year-old mother in the countryside, you don't care about your life so much, are you worthy of her old age?" Who are your teachers? The next time you see me, you have to talk about him, even if it's a ninja, I won't retreat, he teaches students like this, it's a harm! ”

Jiraiya dug his nostrils and said, "It's a sloppy middle-aged man." ”

"I want to criticize him even more for a middle-aged man, it's really unreasonable, what is his name?"

"Hmm...... Ape Flying Sun Slashes ......"

"Heh, this thing is pretty awesome, take a name similar to the Hokage, I guess it's also a second generation of ninja, there's no real thing, don't let me touch ......"

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Just when Maori Shizo told Jiraiya about the importance of finding a reliable teacher, and suggested that his little brother change his door and find a reliable teacher, Yasuo suddenly stopped.

"Oh, what's the matter, stinky Yasuo, what are you doing lying on the ground?"

Tsunade accidentally crashed into Yasuo's back, and the latter struggled to pull himself out of the ground, leaving a complete humanoid mark on the ground.

Yasuo felt that all his organs had shifted his position, and he swore that if he didn't open the data mode in his life, he would never fight other ninjas, which was too painful.

Letting Orochimaru help pat the dust off his clothes, Yasuo reached out and pushed away the layers of bushes in an inconspicuous corner, revealing a very hidden cave.

This cave is only about half a man high, dark and deep, and looks mysterious and unusual.

"Be careful!"

Maori Shizang stretched out his hand to protect a few people, and said: "This cave has obviously not been searched yet, and it is likely that there are customs clearance scrolls in it, but if there are scrolls, there must be fierce beasts guarding them, which is very dangerous!" ”

However, before the words could be spoken, under the shocked gaze of Mori Juzo, Yasuo leaned in and took out an intact scroll from it.

At the same time, he also dragged a cute little white rabbit in his hand, flashing red eyes, looking at this group of vicious bipeds with teary eyes.

"Why is this happening?"

Maori Shizang muttered, "That's not it. Are the scrolls all guarded by ferocious beasts? What about the pythons, tigers and brown bears? Why is the guardian of this scroll a rabbit...... It's not fair......"

Listening to Maori Shizo's sad cry, Yasuo couldn't help but pout:

Are you embarrassed to talk about me? Don't think my real eyes didn't see it, the scroll in the public toilet was taken away by your kid who hit the shit luck, and this is also what I asked for someone!

Forget it, it's not bad anyway, this creature like the European Emperor is rare after all.

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So, for the next two hours, Yasuo walked in the forest of death, but in fact he was frightened.

It is extremely dangerous, and it takes the power of nine ants and two insects to overturn the mysterious hay mat; Risking his life and enduring sonic attacks to successfully break through the middle of the pheasant's nest; Huge and unfriendly, with a diameter of 20 centimeters, the inside of the Hairy Crab King's lair will be exceptionally delicious when it is served in a hot pot......

In the midst of such peerless murderous places, the great adventurer, the warrior with the belief of slaying dragons, Comrade Yasuo, is not afraid of sacrifice, overcomes obstacles, and finds one after another clearance scrolls.

Not only that, the five good boys, the vane of civilization, synonymous with truth, goodness and beauty, Comrade Yasuo was also rewarded with one after another clearance scrolls for his kindness of lifting up crooked street signs, wiping off the dust of street lamps, sweeping away fallen leaves in the corners, helping the birds that fell to the ground to return to their nests, and so on.

Stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, Yasuo's team embarked on the way home, Jiraiya was still complaining, Tsunade was still fighting Marimo, and Orochimaru was still vigilant and observing.

There is no surprise, no questioning, everything is taken for granted, as if it is still like every day and night shared with each other in growth, as long as we are together, we can have peace of mind.

But there is one person who is not so calm.

Flipping the bulging backpack, Yasuo sighed and explained to the stunned Maori Shizo: "This is probably also the magic of nature!" ”

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