Naruto's Great Trick

Chapter 181 An unexpected gain

After a night, all things come back to life. The morning light passes through the leaves and pounces on the earth, eager to embrace all things. The small animals also begin a day of hard work.

The early bird catches the worm; the early bird catches the worm.

Equally hard-working are the traveling merchants.

On the small road in the forest, a caravan was on its way. A few old yellow cows were walking leisurely, pulling the hope of the whole caravan and the merchants' yearning for a better life.

Thanks to Inuyama He's reforms, although the daimyo took away most of the money, the common people finally had some surplus food.

With spare money, there will naturally be transactions. Hardworking and simple working people sell their excess food and goods to merchants, and with the money in their hands, they can also buy snacks for their children.

Although the daimyo is not a good person, fortunately Inuyama He is still relatively capable. The local officials he appointed are all dedicated to serving the people, and the entire country of fields is developing in a good direction.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that those with bad intentions have been cleaned up several times by Snake Uncle and Kazama.

Now, Feng Jian is lying on the cargo of an ox cart, holding a piece of wild grass that he had pulled from somewhere in his mouth, smelling the dew and the fragrance of plants brought by the breeze, feeling so comfortable.

As for why he was lying on the ox cart - he had fought in wars for half his life, couldn't he enjoy himself?

The sun shines through the leaves and hits my face. It feels so warm.

In this relaxed and warm atmosphere, our protagonist, the new Konoha Slasher, successfully fell asleep~

The young lady with blue hair and pineapple hair couldn't help but frowned when she saw Fengjian sleeping on the ox cart.

Honglian lost his home and relatives due to war when he was young. Later, after meeting Orochimaru, he was attracted to him and became his subordinate.

When she first heard that she was going to carry out a mission with Kazama, she was very excited because the entire ninja world knew what a genius Orochimaru's disciple was.

At the age of ten, he participated in the Third Ninja World War. Through fighting one war after another, he earned the notoriety of Blood Ruri. He was one of the only two ninjas in the Ninja World who could abandon their missions after encountering a ninja. He single-handedly challenged the entire Iwagakure Village and escaped unscathed. He defeated the combined sniper battle of Kirigakure and Kumogakure, and the Third Mizukage died of his injuries...

Being loyal to Orochimaru, she naturally regarded Kazama as the young master. However, to her disappointment and confusion, Kazama had been hanging out with the kids in the convoy these past few days, and she had never seen him practice.

He had never paid attention to his diet and water source, and now he was even asleep!

No vigilance at all!

Just like an ordinary fourteen-year-old kid who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun.

However, this disappointment and confusion disappeared when she thought of the boy's record, and all that remained was awe.

A person who can survive on a battlefield of that level is naturally not the kind of waste she thought, so there may only be one possibility:

He is very strong, stronger than he imagined.

Although Fengjian seemed to be sleeping soundly, he was actually asleep, but this did not affect his ability to wake up when he sensed a crisis.

For example, now, in Fengjian's perception, a group of little cuties are sneaking around and ambushing the caravan in front. He is very curious about what a certain little guy in the caravan will do.

Without this vigilance, he would have died long ago.

"Huh, what a nice day today. The Land of Rice has really changed a lot now."

On a cart leading the caravan, a gray-haired old man driving the cart was chatting cheerfully with a 14.5-year-old boy beside him. There were goods on the cart, a luxurious carriage in the middle, three guards on each side, all with chakra, and at the end was Kazama, who was sleeping on the cargo on the cart, and Honglian who was walking beside it.

The old man was chatting with the boy with a smile, but the boy had a blank expression on his face and didn't seem to be in the mood to chat.

"Oh, I really hope that all the countries in the world can be like Tianzhiguo."

The old man seemed to have gotten used to the boy's indifference and continued talking to himself.

"Oh, by the way, there is one rice ball left from this morning. I'm old and can't eat that much. I'll give it to you."

Seeing the boy picking up the rice ball and eating it, the old man smiled even happier, and the wrinkles on his face were all rolled up. Seeing the boy eating the rice ball with big mouthfuls, a trace of regret flashed in the old man's eyes, and he shook his head:

"Oh, what a pity! If you were born into a ninja family, you would definitely be very powerful now. What a pity."

"Humph, the essence of a ninja is ultimately the control of techniques and chakra. As long as I do these two things well, even if I am a wandering ninja, I can still defeat those family ninjas."

I don’t know why, but looking at the child’s cold expression, a person suddenly appeared in Kazama’s mind - Madara.

Just as cold and aloof, just as indifferent, it's a pity that this child has too many internal injuries and too little chakra.

After the young man said this, the old man's face showed a little more smile and complexity, while the faces of the wandering ninjas or warriors who were guarding the sedan chair showed a little more jealousy, fear, and even ridicule.

"Hmm? Be alert!"

As he walked, the boy's face changed and he suddenly stopped. He put his right hand on the hilt of the knife and stared at the jungle next to him with his eagle eyes.

Following his order, the entire team moved. Six guards protected the six directions except the front and back, with their hands on the hilts of their swords and vigilant expressions.

The old man also put away his good-natured look, got off the carriage with a sullen expression, and looked towards the woods with his eyes slightly narrowed:

"I don't know who you are, friends. We are from a neighboring country. Please come out and meet us."

Tian Qingyunlang, the situation is tense.

Seeing that there was still no response from the woods, the old man winked at the young man, then sat back in his previous position, but this time, he did not choose to sit cross-legged.

"amble!"

The young man uttered two words slowly, and the old man shook the reins, and the whole team began to move forward slowly. But the whole team was still alert——

Except for someone sleeping in the back of the car.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Just as the carriage traveled a few dozen steps, dense arrows flew from both sides of the road. After being blocked by a group of guards, a group of bandits rushed over with knives in their hands.

Unfortunately, they were no match for these guards. The boy's swordsmanship was quite good, and it seemed that he had learned it from actual combat. Every strike of his sword was aimed at the vital points, and his expression was indifferent. He did not hesitate at all because of the screams of these bandits.

His eyes were full of indifference to life.

Moreover, judging by the actions of these bandits, they are obviously not having a good time these days.

Looks like a killer~

It's getting more and more interesting.