Konoha's Frozen Vortex

Chapter 6 Vortex Shrine
A month later, a training ground in Uzumaki Village.

Xue Hui was practicing the sealing technique as usual, and today it was King Kong's turn to seal it off. Snow-white chains were tossing and turning on the training ground, and there were actually some clansmen watching.

This is not for any other reason, but Xuehui's ice seal is much better in terms of appreciation than ordinary seals. At first, everyone was curious, but gradually it was regarded as something similar to watching a performance. The situation is serious. After all, the entertainment content is too scarce now. Adults and children who don't have tasks don't know what to do in their free time other than cultivation. Xuehui's place has become such a place to kill time by accident.

What's more, as the weather gets hotter, Xuehui, which comes with snowfall, becomes more and more popular.

"Master Xuehui, the patriarch said that the time to go to the ancestral hall is coming, so you should start preparing now."

The professional microphone swirl iron is here again.

"Okay! I'll go now! Thank you, Uncle Tie."

Whirlpool Xuehui skillfully retracted the four stretched ice chains, got up and went back to the house with Whirlpool Iron, leaving behind a pile of rubble.

"Well, young master, even if our Uzumaki Clan's body is strong, your crazy training like this..."

On the way, Uzumaki hesitated to show his concern.

"Don't worry, Uncle Tie, I know where my limit is. I'm measured." Whirlpool Xuehui pointed to his head, smiled and thanked Whirlpool Tie for his clumsy care.

"Besides, the clansmen also like it, don't they?"

"Oh, okay." Whirlpool Iron gave up his persuasion.

The next day, under the leadership of Uzumaki Ashina, Xuehui, Uzumaki Weiming and Uzumaki Cangming, the other two elders of Uzumaki, came outside the ancestral hall.

After explaining a few words to the patrolling clansmen, a group of four entered this ordinary-looking ancestral hall.

The house is not very big, and there are no fancy decorations. "Ordinary" is Xue Hui's first impression of the ancestral hall.

After crossing the fence and pushing open the creaking wooden door, Xue Hui was attracted by the layout inside.

What catches the eye is a huge wall for display, on which there are rows of different weird masks. In front of this wall, there is a table, and the sacrificial items placed on it illustrate its effect.

After Uzumaki Ashina presided over it and completed a series of traditional ritual worship as usual, he said to Xuehui:

"Okay, now you can take a look here, the mask on it can also be touched, but you can't take it out of here. Our three old guys are waiting for you at the door, don't worry, you can stay as long as you want today How long. But these masks are nothing to look at."

"I see. Thank you, Grandpa, the two elders." Xue Hui realized that the three elders took time out of the way, and hurriedly bowed to thank them. The two elders smiled and said nothing happened.

Then it was Xue Hui's free time, and he didn't hurry to get in front of the mask, but first carefully observed the layout of the entire ancestral hall.

"It seems that this place has been established for a long time, and I always feel that there is a faint strange feeling here." Xue Hui felt inexplicably uncomfortable, and patted his cheek lightly to keep himself awake.

"Let's go take a look at the mask. It's the first time I've seen so many masks. Let me think about it. The mask worn by Orochimaru seems to have two horns, and it's grinning with a piercing smile. White mask?"

Xue Hui crossed the table step by step, and approached the wall where the masks were hung, looking for them one by one.

To his surprise, he found the death mask very easily.

Carefully reaching out his hand to touch it tentatively, he found that he didn't feel anything unusual, it seemed to be an ordinary mask no different from other masks, Xue Hui boldly held it in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain in the right hand holding the mask, and I felt that the palm of my hand was cut by the mask somehow, and the blood passively flowed to the edge of the mask, and slowly flowed to the hollowed-out mouth.

"Oh!"

A burst of white smoke exploded, and Xue Hui disappeared here with his mask on.

"What's the matter! Where's the Xuehui people?" Uzumaki Ashina and others who were waiting outside heard the sudden abnormal noise. They, with their superb strength, instantly discovered that Xuehui's chakra had disappeared, and hurried in and found the ancestral hall. There was no one there, and there was no trace of Xue Hui.

"Second Elder, did you find anything?" The voice of First Elder Uzumaki Weiming also became a little anxious.

Uzumaki Cangming shook his head, and after carefully confirming the number of masks on one side, he still did not find any useful clues: "No, the masks on this wall are neatly arranged, and any missing one can be easily found. I also counted it again, there are no missing masks, it should be due to other reasons."

Then, the two elders looked at the patriarch Uzumaki Ashina.

Uzumaki Ashina looked at the masks that have been passed down for a long time and fell into deep thought, as if thinking of something, and then felt the gazes of the two elders focusing on him, so he forced himself to speak calmly:
"I didn't find anything either."

Seeing the eyes of the two elders, Uzumaki Ashina continued to add with some hesitation: "However..."

"but?"

"I can't be sure now. The matter has come to this point. Let the guards temporarily seal the ancestral hall. If Xue Hui is as I think, he will come back here soon."

Uzumaki Ashina did not reveal all her guesses, but issued such a somewhat confusing order.

But the others couldn't think of any other plan, so they had to follow suit.

As patriarchs and elders, the three old men were naturally very busy. After ordering relevant matters, they slowly left the ancestral hall while shaking their heads with worries about the future of Xue Hui and the Whirlpool clan.

……

In an unknown dark space.

"Pain Pain!"

Xue Hui was suddenly forcibly teleported here with a butt backwards flattening the sand and falling wild geese.

Xue Hui, who was touching his butt, stood up quickly, and looked around vigilantly.

But he found that his field of vision was limited to a small area.

The reason is——

There are five huge iron gates in the center of a regular pentagon enclosing Xuehui.

Or rather, Rashomon.

That's right, after seeing these five giant gates, Xue Hui easily recognized the five-fold Rashomon with obvious characteristics.

The two iron gates consisted of heavy iron pendants hanging from the two horns, ferocious faces and terrifying giant mouths.

"Even if I understand that these are Rashomon, I still don't know how to get out of here?" Xue Hui looked at the bare ground within the range, and said helplessly with his hands on his hips.

"Clatter!" To Xuehui's surprise, as if in response to what he just said, a thick chain stretched out from the Rashomon's corner, shooting straight at Xuehui's body from five directions. At the same time, any space he could hide in was locked.

(End of this chapter)