At this time, the ape Fei Ri was meeting people in the living room of his home.

The visitor was a middle-aged man dressed in a Konoha Murakami shinobi uniform, with an ornament embroidered with the Sarufei clan crest on his left arm and a belt with the word fire printed on his waist.

"Patriarch, this is what I have seen and heard in the past ten years as the leader of the Guardian Twelve."

Hizai frowned and pondered for a while, then spoke:

"Yukimura, as you said, has the Daimyo's attitude towards Konoha Hidden Village been alienated to this extent in the past few years?"

The Sarutobi clan named Yukimura put down the teacup in his hand, put his hands back on his kneeling laps, nodded respectfully and said:

"Patriarch, in my opinion, the current attitude of the daimyo towards Konoha can no longer be described as estranged."

Sun's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded and said:

"Go ahead and tell me what you think."

"In the midst of this war that has gradually subsided, the Fire Nation has been invaded by the Sand Ninja, the Rock Ninja, and the Mist Ninja.

Although Konoha reacted quickly, he didn't let these invading ninja forces cause any substantial damage.

But during these invasions, the people of the country were panicked and prices skyrocketed.

The daimyo himself was even more shocked three times a day, and even spoke disrespectfully to you several times despite my side. ”

Hizai said disapprehantly:

"It was my mistake not to protect the land of fire and let the ninjas of the enemy country invade the mainland.

There's nothing to say, and the daimyo has this reaction, which is also the proper meaning. ”

When Yukimura heard this, he nodded and continued:

"But what really made the daimyo and the officials of his prefecture strongly dissatisfied with you and Konoha was the armistice pact you signed with the sand shinobi in order to quell the war as soon as possible after several great victories in a row.

They think you're too weak.

Even after you resigned from the Hokage, the newly appointed four generations of lords were even weaker in their eyes......

Because the four generations tried to truly make Sand Shinobi our allies, the concessions they made seemed incredible to them. ”

Hizai frowned, a hint of anger appeared in his eyes, and said softly:

"The so-called system of one country and one village means that the affairs of government affairs are managed by the daimyo; And the matter of war is decided by the Hokage.

Daimyo he...... Don't you feel like your hand is stretching too far? ”

Yukimura nodded with a wry smile and said:

"However, in the past fifty years, they have never given up trying to control the ninja forces that are completely under their orders.

Patriarch, you should know this best. ”

Hizai held the teacup in his hand and carefully looked at the undulating tea powder particles in the water.

"Of course! The former Guardian Twelve, when his father first established him, was indeed loyal to the Daimyo.

But what do they do with us?

At that time, they were worried that most of the twelve warriors were ninjas of the Sarufei clan and the Shimura clan, and the tail would not be lost.

Sending ninjas from both of our clans on dangerous and pointless missions for no apparent reason.

Danzang's father died in one of those missions......

The king regards the minister as a mustard, and the minister regards the king as a thief!

In the end, my father chose to join the Konoha Hidden Village established by Tsuruma Sensei and Kazuma Sensei.

And the Guardian Twelve ......"

Hizaki looked up at Yukimura, nodded with a smile and said:

"It also ended up being a tool for us Sarufei to spy on and restrict the daimyo!

You've done a great job for the past ten years, Yukimura.

Live up to my expectations of you. ”

Hearing the patriarch's evaluation, Yukimura's face did not show a happy expression, and he continued with a sad face:

"But the patriarch, the daimyo, has been trying his best to hide it all these years.

I also found out that his little private actions never stopped.

According to my investigation, he secretly supported some traitorous ninjas and wandering ninjas from other countries.

This time, the personnel of the Guardian Twelve Warriors changed......

He was unusually stubborn and left us only five places and one spot in the Temple of Fire.

The remaining six places, he claims will be personally selected by him......"

Hizai smiled disdainfully and said:

"When it comes to politics, we Konoha may not be his opponents; But in the field of ninjas.

I really can't think of any talent he can cultivate that can compete with the Konoha ninjas! ”

Yukimura also nodded, then looked at Hizai and said:

"I heard that our three shinobi have recently made a lot of noise in the Land of Rain and killed Hanzo the Sansho fish?"

Ri Chop smiled a little helplessly, these three wonderful disciples of his own......

"Patriarch, according to what I found, many of the traitorous ninjas and wandering ninjas he cultivated by the Daimyo were from the Land of Rain.

There, there is likely to be a small force he supports, and it can't be taken lightly. ”

"Well, you have a point.

I'll tell the four generations about this. ”

Seeing that the matter was almost reported, Sarutobi Yukimura got up and said goodbye.

Hinata watched the excellent shinobi of the family leave, and finally there was a trace of worry on his face.

Asma, the delinquent boy in the rebellious period of the second middle school, is still his youngest son.

In families with many children, the youngest is often the one who is most loved by parents.

And the easiest to spoil is often this smallest.

Ri Chop has been strict with his eldest son since he was a child.

At Asma's age, Shinnosuke is already an excellent shadow that has experienced a hundred battles.

As for Asma, Rizai's expectations for him are obviously not as high as those of the eldest son, so his requirements are naturally relaxed a lot.

Otherwise, you Asma still have time for puppy love? I threw you into the shadows for devilish training, right?

This, in fact, Uchiha Fugaku is similar.

In addition to Itachi's own precocious wisdom, Fuyue's strict education for him is also an inevitable condition for such a young genius.

It's time for the second pillar, emmm......

To be reasonable, no matter what timeline it is, Erzhuzi was far easier than Itachi when he was a child.

Hizai stood in the courtyard of his house, smoking his pipe with a heavy heart.

Lake Biwa walked out of the living room and brought him a coat.

"How do you know I'm going out?"

"After Yukimura leaves, looking at your old face, I know that you can't stay at home."

Hizai smiled, opened his arms and let his wife put on his coat, and then walked out the door.

He didn't go straight to the Hokage, but wandered the streets, a habit he gradually developed after retirement.

In the meantime, he touched the heads of the three little children and gave them the will of fire.

I secretly looked at two little girls who could fight more than eighty points, and I felt that I was still young.

When he walked to the street corner, he used the transformation technique with ease, and then walked into the bookstore owned by Jiyingtang and bought a small yellow book to hide in his arms.

Eventually, Hizashi walked outside the door of the Konoha Ninja School.

On the school's training ground, Yahiko and Hatosuke from the Rain Country Akatsuki organization are auditing the school's outdoor training class.

Nagato was not with the two, probably because he was dragged by his patriarch to open a small stove.

Yahiko and Hatosuke each held a notebook in their hands, and they were looking at it and recording the key points.

The trip to Konoha in the past few days has indeed made the three members of the Xiao organization gain a lot.

The middle ninja teacher who was in the middle of the class saw the Hizai who was coming this way and terminated the class.

"Lord Miyome......

Oh, Headmaster! ”

"Hello Principal, Grandpa!" ×N

Hizashi greeted everyone with a smile, and then said to Yahiko:

"Do you have time to talk to me, an old man?"

Yahiko walked around the school with Hizai, and the two chatted without saying a word, and the topic was finally brought to the current situation of the Land of Rain by Hizai.

"Do you have any information about all the rebel or bandit forces entrenched in the Land of Rain?"

Yahiko thought for a moment and said:

"When Sanshoyu Hanzo ruled the Land of Rain, although there were always undercurrents in the territory, there was no large-scale rebellion and bandit organization.

Now, according to the information we have, it can really be called a force in the Land of Rain.

There are only three of them, all of which are supported by big powers, the country of wind and the country of earth......"

Speaking of this, Yahiko glanced at Hizai carefully and continued:

"And the roots of Konoha in the Land of Fire.

However, before we set off for Konoha, the forces of Sand Shinobi and Iwa Shinobi had already withdrawn from the Land of Rain.

And Konoha's situation, you should know better than me. ”

Hizai nodded, not continuing the topic.

Seeing that the time was already noon, Hizai smiled and said to Yahiko:

"By the way, I haven't entertained you since you arrived in Konoha, so it's a bit rude."

Yahiko hurriedly shook his hand and said:

"What's the matter, you and Senior Brother Watergate have taken good care of us!"

"Well, at noon today, I'll invite you to eat Konoha's special cuisine.

Go and call that companion of yours! ”

More than half an hour later, in the Ichiraku ramen restaurant on the commercial street of Konoha Village.

"It's delicious!"

Yahiko put down the big bowl in his hand with unfinished thinking and sighed.

The hands in the operation room squinted and smiled:

"Need another bowl?"

"Well, is that really possible?"

"Hey! Boss Yahiko, almost! ”

"Of course, Miyome-sama is known for his enthusiasm for his guests!"

Hizashi laughed when he heard this, and waved his hand at Yahiko and Hatosuke:

"As long as you don't waste it, you'll eat to your heart's content!"

"Another big bowl of miso barbecued pork ramen!"

“…… Please bring me a bowl too. ”

Touta nodded, turned around and continued to cook the noodles.

He lit a bag of cigarettes after the meal, turned to look at the newly opened Noboru Tavern across the street, and asked with some curiosity:

"Handbang, how is the business of this izakaya?"

"Not bad! Miyome-sama, I heard that it also has specialties from the land of water. ”

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It was also lunchtime, and Asma, who was in the Land of Rain and was in the period of labor reform, was also eating his lunch.

He swallowed the small rice ball into his stomach in a few bites, and then carefully put the rice grains in his hand into his mouth, and said meaningfully:

"It smells so good!"

At this time, Asma's face was scruffy, and the clothes on his body had emitted a strong smell of sweat after not being washed for several days.

Two days ago, he ate the last soldier food pill, and since then he has no capital to be a picky eater......

People are iron and rice is steel, and Asma, a teenager who was originally in adolescence, has an amazing amount of food.

The physical consumption of these few days of work is no lower than the daily ninja training, so it's better not to stand up for something like flag.

"I flew Asma, but I starved to death~

If you die in the land of rain, you won't eat anything from you~

Oops, who said that? ”

A nasty voice came from the big basket behind her, and Asma turned her head and looked at Biski angrily.

"You nasty little imp......"

Half of the rice balls wrapped in cloth were handed over by Bisaki with small hands.

"Eat, you stinky monkey."

Asma's eyes widened and he was a little overwhelmed, and the hunger in his stomach told him to eat the rice balls quickly.

But that pride in his heart reminded him not to accept the handouts of these commoners.

The foreman of the labor team came to Asma's side and said to him cautiously:

"Eat, we've all seen your hard work these days.

It's not clear, though, why do you, as a Konoha ninja, work with ordinary people like us......"

Asma shook his head with a wry smile as he stretched out his hands in front of his eyes.

The hands wrapped in dirty bandages, which were meant to be used to kill......

"Uncle, how can there be any Konoha ninja?

I'm just a nasty little devil exiled by my own father. ”

The civilians around him suddenly laughed, and in Asma's stunned gaze, the foreman patted him on the shoulder and said:

"How can there be a father who can really kick his son out of the door.

Between father and son, alas, there is no reason to talk about it at all! ”

"Haha, yes!"

"No, my debt collector is not the same."

Asma graciously distributed her remaining half-pack of cigarettes to the crowd, and they lit them under the hostile gaze of Bisaki.

"What shall we call you, young man?"

"Asma."

"Asma, you've been wondering a lot these days, right?

Obviously, the income of our people is not low, why do we eat these things every day. ”

Asma nodded, he really couldn't figure it out.

These people are different from themselves, they are paid for their work, and it is not low.

The foreman took a beautiful puff of his cigarette, squinted at the sky and said:

"I heard that Yahiko-sama has become the leader of this country.

Recently, the Akatsuki organization is cleaning up the country of bandits and traitors, and it won't be long before we can live a truly good life!

I heard from a good friend of Xiao that it would be a good life to do business in the future.

In this case, of course, I want to save more money now and open a big store in the future.

It's good to leave a solid foundation for the loser in my family. ”

"I still want to go back to my old village and farm, but I still have to save some savings."

"I want to learn the craft of casting from Uncle Fu Jian, but he has recently become addicted to playing mahjong again.

I said, Bisaki, you don't care about your grandfather! ”

"You adults are the most annoying! Playing mahjong is also good! Smoking is also good! Hmph, I'm going to tell Sister Xiaonan when I go back! ”

Asma looked at the smiling faces of the civilians around him with happiness and hope, and seemed to understand something.

They are no different from the ninjas of Konoha Village, with the same hopes and disappointments; There will also be feelings of pleasure and pain.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion not far away interrupted Asma's thoughts, Detonator?!

A dozen or so wounded men were frantically fleeing in the direction of the crowd.

They were ragged and armed with a wide variety of weapons.

This is a gang of robbers made up of renegades and ronins.

"Big brother, what should I do?!

We can only get closer and closer to the base of the Akatsuki organization to escape in this direction! ”

A minion shouted with desperate fear on his face.

Their leader was a one-eyed rebel ninja who held the sand ninja forehead guard in his hand, and said in a deep voice:

"That's the only way for us to survive!

Hasn't the Xiao Organization always advertised itself as protecting civilians?!

We'll take a few civilians hostage, and then we'll head in the direction of the Fire Nation. ”

The men nodded, and continued to run with the leader.

However, they didn't think about a question:

Why run away in the direction of the Fire Country?

A sneer appeared at the corner of their leader's mouth, he didn't care about the life or death of this group of scum.

He has been making a living by looting since he escaped from the battlefield in the Land of Rain more than ten years ago and became a traitor.

A few years ago, he became the eyeliner of the Daimyo of the Fire Nation under the guidance of others.

As long as you can reach the land of fire alive, you will be able to reach the capital in disguise!

"Big brother, there are more than a dozen civilians there!"

The leader put away his careful thoughts, looked at the civilians in his sight not far away, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became cruel and bloodthirsty.

"Leave four or five thin ones to take away, and kill the rest!"

The foreman looked at the group of people who were running straight towards him, and immediately shouted:

"There are still children at home, let's go!

If you don't have to worry about it, stay with me and give them time! ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the two kunai strapped to the calves of his legs.

Several middle-aged men, who were also thin, stood silently beside him, taking out the weapons they had hidden on their bodies.

And the family people seem to have become accustomed to this arrangement, and they bowed silently to a few people and hurried away.

However, can a few chronically malnourished civilians really stand up to thugs accustomed to killing?

Several fast ronins had already rushed over with their knives, and the unwiped blood stains on their knives had already appeared in the foreman's field of vision.

The few civilians who remained unconsciously trembled slightly, and even though their legs were already weak, they still managed to stand up straight.

Just as they were desperate, a large basket was put on the ground, and the little girl who had been sitting in the basket had been carried away by the others.

In a moment when their brains froze, the figure of a teenager sped towards several ronins.

"Wolf Fang. Cone of Cuts! ”

The boy held two strangely shaped fist blades in his hands, and the wind-type chakra slashed at the enemy along with the twin blades he wielded.

Several ronins stood in place with wide eyes.

Asma, who had already rushed behind them, was already splattered with blood.

"No one is born superior!

Even if you are a ninja or samurai who has mastered the chakra, you are not qualified to swing the butcher knife in your hand at the civilians! ”

Several ronins behind him collapsed with huge cuts in their chests that had been cut open by the Wind Blade.

The leader of the bandits' rebellious ninja looked at the ordinary young man in front of him and shouted:

"Who the hell are you?!"

The boy spit the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground and raised his head suddenly:

"My surname is Ape Fei, and my name is Asma!"