In just a few minutes, he arrived at the place where he had just met the old woman. Unfortunately, there was no one there.
"This is …"
Suddenly, Cold Wind saw a small round pit on the ground not far away. It was twenty centimeters deep and one meter wide. It was densely covered with cracks like a spider web, as if it was hit by a meteor.
Han Feng walked to the side of the pit and squatted down to observe. He found that there were two vague footprints in the cracks of the cobwebs in the pit.
An image flashed in his mind: a woman stood there, clenching her fists. When she exploded, a powerful force accompanied by Chakra instantly pressed the ground, forming such a pit.
Was it Tsunade?
Cold Wind remembered the old woman with yellow hair, wrinkled face, and hunched body. It was really difficult to associate her with Tsunade.
Did she use Transformation Jutsu?
With Tsunade's level of ninja, even the most common Triple Body Jutsu was not something Cold Wind could see through.
But Cold Wind couldn't figure it out. With Tsunade's status, why would she use Transformation Jutsu on elementary school students?
Cold Wind got up and continued to observe the surroundings, but he didn't find anything.
"Strange."
Cold Wind frowned. Regardless of whether the old woman was Tsunade or not, from the round pit and the loud noise just now, Cold Wind confirmed that the old woman attacked. Then who did she attack?
Why are there no traces of fighting around?
Cold Wind looked around for a long time, but he didn't find anything.
"Cold Wind, Cold Wind, come down, it's time to eat!"
"Woof woof, woof woof woof!"
Inuzuka Yarn and Hakuimaru came up.
"Oh, I'm coming."
Cold Wind put away his thoughts and turned to go down the mountain.
…
On the other side of the hill, Tsunade was holding a tree with one hand and covering her forehead with the other. Her face was a little pale.
"I didn't think you still haven't overcome your fear of blood."
Orochi Maru stood behind Tsunade. His right shoulder was a little sunken, and scarlet blood seeped out of his clothes.
"No wonder you haven't done any missions these years." Orochi Maru's eyes flickered. "Tsunade, I can help you overcome your hemophobia."
Tsunade was silent.
Orochi Maru understood what Tsunade meant. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't do anything about it.
His purpose for coming to Tsunade today was very simple. Now that Wood Leaf and the Sand Hidden Village were at war, Orochi Maru wanted the Sannin to return to the battlefield and expel the Sand from the Land of Fire, but unfortunately!
Orochi Maru contacted Jiraiya before, but Jiraiya said that he was tired of the war. Unless the Sand Ninjas attacked the village, he would not go to the battlefield again. He also said that he was going to find some kind of savior who could completely solve the war, like a psychopath.
Then he came to find Tsunade, but he found out that her hemophobia was not cured, and she gave up treatment. What could Orochi Maru do?
In the midst of melancholy, Orochi Maru suddenly remembered the World War II. At that time, although the three of them were not yet at their peak, the time when they fought together was really nostalgic.
It's just … At this time, Orochi Maru suddenly had a strong premonition that in the future, he was afraid that he would not be able to fight side by side with Tsunade and Jiraiya.
When he left Kitayama, Orochi Maru's injuries were almost healed.
Back at his home, Orochi Maru just walked into the door and stopped: "Why are you here, Danzō?"
In the shadow, the spicy guy was standing with his head down and asked: "What happened?"
Orochi Maru shook his head.
"Both Jiraiya and Tsunade rejected you?"
Danzō was very dissatisfied, "Hmph, these two guys have been doing nothing all day long after they became famous, bastards!"
When the war broke out, Danzō hurriedly discussed with Orochi Maru and made a "perfect" plan, which was to let the Sannin reappear on the battlefield.
With the powerful strength of the Sannin, they could lead the Wood Leaf Ninja to drive the Sand out of the Land of Fire!
This was the fastest way to end the war, not only will it minimize the loss of the Wood Leaf Ninja, but it will also deter other countries and villages from acting rashly. Of course, the most important thing is that if the Sannin really went to the battlefield, Danzō can make a wave of fierce operations in the Village, and make Orochi Maru the number one Super Ninja, so that he can get far more reputation and prestige than Tsunade and Jiraiya, and win the position of the Fourth Naruto.
In Danzō's view, Sarutobi didn't know that his disciple Orochi Maru had allied with him, so if Danzō praised Orochi Maru, Sarutobi would certainly not stop him. When Orochi Maru becomes the Fourth Naruto, even if Sarutobi woke up, he wouldn't be able to do anything!
Unfortunately, the plan didn't even start, it died in the womb.
"So, what are you going to do next?" Orochi Maru asked.
"Two of the Sannin are missing, if you are alone, you can't defeat the Sand in a short time."
Danzō analyzed, "So, you can't go to the battlefield until the last moment!"
Danzō's meaning was very clear, Orochi Maru must either not go to the battlefield, or if he goes to the battlefield, he must win the war in one fell swoop, so that he can get more reputation and prestige than ordinary people.
Orochi Maru nodded, he seemed a little absent-minded, he was' rejected 'by Tsunade and Jiraiya, he was now a little discouraged and wanted to be alone.
"Then, goodbye."
Danzō saw that Orochi Maru seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't say much, he hid in the shadow and slowly disappeared.
… …
At the foot of the North Mountain.
Cold Wind and the other boys didn't like desserts, so they started to eat all kinds of meatballs, especially spicy meatballs, Cold Wind and the others had two skewers.
Just … …
After Cold Wind ate a spicy meatball, he felt like his mouth was going to explode!
This is too damn spicy!
Han Feng hurriedly scooped a bowl of red bean paste with sugar.
"Red Bean!!"
Iruka ate one and stuck out his tongue because of the spiciness. "You did it on purpose! Why are the meatballs so spicy!! "
Red Bean was dissatisfied, "You always said that you want to eat spicy, so I asked the boss to add chili, and now you blame me, well, I won't buy spicy meatballs anymore!"
"Can you not laugh when you say that?"
Cold Wind gritted his teeth.
"Nonsense, I'm not laughing!"
Red Bean adjusted its facial expression and said seriously, "Now you know how delicious Red Bean Salad is."
Kamizuki Izumo and Steel And Iron also drank the Red Bean Salad. Hearing Red Bean's words, they didn't know whether to put down the bowl or not.
Inuzuka Sha sat on the grass, drinking Red Bean Salad and eating octopus meatballs, smiling, "Iruka, Cold Wind, Izumo, Iron, accept your fate."
"Woof woof woof!"
White Ball squatted beside Inuzuka Sha, wagging its tail, waiting for the young mistress to give it an octopus meatball.
Apart from the super spicy beef meatballs, the six of them chatted and laughed as they ate all the red bean paste and meatballs they brought. It was already past 5: 30 pm and the sky was gradually darkening.
"It's time to go home."
Inuzuka Sha looked up at the sky, picked up the little puppy who was a little unhappy after eating only two meatballs, and said, "Everyone, let's clean up."
Gang Zi Tie immediately put the garbage into the bag and prepared to find a dustbin to throw it away.
Cold Wind saw this and hurriedly stopped him, "Steel And Iron, you, you, what kind of garbage are you putting together? This won't do, dry garbage, wet garbage, and recyclable garbage have to be separated! "
"Huh?"
Steel And Iron was confused. Why couldn't he understand Cold Wind's words?
"Let me do it!"
Han Feng personally came down and divided the garbage in the bag into three parts, dry, wet, and recyclable. Then he handed the three parts of garbage to Gang Zitie with satisfaction and said earnestly, "Everyone is responsible for sorting the garbage!"
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