Naruto Six Paths Iruka

Chapter 317 28. Waiting for You for a Long Time

Armadillo will not go into battle himself, he is the team leader of these people, and he will only take action when the other four cannot handle it.In previous training, Mao Sui had discovered that he was more talented than some others.This talent is manifested in the fact that armadillo can skillfully use chakra to strengthen the body, it seems that when fighting, the whole body is evenly covered with chakra.

He will also quickly use divine magic at the right time. During training, he can often use martial arts to get close to the target and hit the vital point with a sure hit.Although no one has been killed by the armadillo's move yet, Mao Sui believes that this talent will definitely have a great effect in the future.

If he knew the classification of ninjas in later generations, he would understand that armadillos have reached the level of ninjas in terms of force.And most of the rest of the invisible ones can only be said to be similar to the students of the ninja school.

Chuan Shan took out his short knife and fixed his gaze on Dai Zi's back.He rushed out at a brisk pace, leaving only a few leaves blown by the wind when he crossed the mountain and leaving beside the armadillo.

Dai Zi was watching the front right now, and his guards were swarming up, raising their samurai swords to chop the three assassins.Suddenly he felt a murderous aura coming from behind, and before he had time to finish thinking about it, he was stabbed in the leg.

With the huge impact, he slowly fell to his knees, while at the same time, his eyes were still looking forward.The three assassins suddenly threw a handful of white ash, captivating the eyes of the warriors, and then jumped down the bridge.

"Retreat." Seeing that Chuan Shan had already run back, the armadillo whispered.The two of them didn't say a second word. They crawled on the ground like two geckos and crawled for a distance, then bent slightly and slipped away in the predetermined direction.

Only then did Dai Zi realize that he had been stabbed, and he shouted to the group of warriors, "Come here, come here!"

However, the group of warriors couldn't answer him, they shouted in confusion: "Water, give me water." "Ah, my eyes."

In the end, there were two coachmen, one came to support Dai Zi to sit on the ground, and the other brought water to the warriors to wash their eyes.They were worried that the assassins would come back, so they quickly surrounded Daizi and the warriors with a carriage after they finished.

"Ouch, ouch." Dai Zi kept yelling as he held his bleeding wound.A samurai with a little knowledge of medicine came over and cleaned his wound.

"It's not deep," he said, "and it doesn't hurt a blood vessel. It will heal after a while, but it will hurt a lot and it will leave a scar."

After hearing this, the rest of the samurai breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay, the daimyo is blessed with great fate."

Dai Zi also breathed a sigh of relief. He slumped on the ground, leaned his hands on the ground, and touched something.

It was a piece of wood. He picked it up and found that it was written:
"We are a secret country in the south, and we have never crossed paths with you people for generations. Your reclamation actions have begun to invade our land, please stop this behavior immediately, and withdraw from the newly reclaimed land this year. Otherwise, the next This time it will directly kill you."

The country of secrets?What is this?Why never heard of it before?But that's not the point, these few words have already clearly told me that this time the injury was not deep, not because of my luck.

Daizi's hand holding the wooden plank started to shake. The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and finally he said to the others, "Go back!"

"My lord, what about the inspection?" A samurai asked.

"The bridge is broken, how do we inspect it?" Dai Zi shouted, "We can only wait for the Emperor to be free, and then return the bridge to its original state. Go, don't stand still, go now?"

On the way back, he hid in the car, clutching the board tightly in his hands, and staring at the surroundings.As soon as he returned to the palace, he locked himself in the bedroom and sent all the warriors outside to patrol in turns.As for official business, he was not in the mood to take care of it at all.

The only thing he wants to see now is Uncle Yile with half of his body sticking out.

But unfortunately, before the tour, he had already reported to the emperor through Uncle Yile.So within a month, Uncle Yile will not come, they will all think that Daizi is not in the palace.The disadvantage of this one-way communication is reflected here. Only the emperor can find others at any time, and others can't find him at any time.If you send someone to deliver the letter, it will still take a month to pass, maybe you will be intercepted by an assassin halfway, so it's better to wait for Uncle Yile to come over.

The country of secrets. The country of secrets. This name always echoed in his mind. Where did this country come from, and which emperor governed it?Daizi's spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't sleep all night. He was so sleepy during the day that he could snore while sitting in a chair, but he was easily awakened by a little noise.

The Kingdom of Secrets. Sure enough, the country, as its name suggests, can send out such mysterious assassins.They are not like humans at all, but more like a combination of monkeys and orangutans: flexible and light movements, quick and violent attacks, this is not what humans should be like.

Could it be witchcraft cursed by the devil? When Daizi was a child, he heard many rumors about witchcraft from his nanny, and he was always afraid of this kind of thing.Because of this, he was very timid.After his father Yiren learned of this incident, he arrested the nanny and executed him in the name of deceiving people.However, that terrifying memory was deeply imprinted in his heart.

It is said that some witchcraft can spit out water and fire from their mouths, some can poison people silently, some can bring the dead back to life, and then control them like puppets. For some reason, Daizi suddenly remembered These.

Combined with the information conveyed by Uncle Yile earlier, isn't it witchcraft?
That's right, the granary must have been burnt down after the assassins sneaked in and spit out fire.And my second brother had diarrhea for a few days, so he must have been poisoned by witchcraft.As for the three people I saw, those who jumped off the broken bridge must have been dead. Would a living person jump from such a high place?
Witchcraft, for sure.

After a month or so of such dim days, Daizi finally found the person he wanted to wait for, Uncle Yile.

As soon as Uncle Yile poked his head out in the main hall, the samurai standing beside him yelled frantically: "The emperor's messenger is here! The emperor's messenger is here!"

"Why, no one?" Uncle Yile was very surprised to see that Daizi was not in the hall, "Didn't you agree that you would come back in a month? Why didn't you come back? If I didn't come back, I'm leaving."

"No, no, don't go, don't go." The samurai hurriedly said to Uncle Yile, "Don't go, Messenger. Our daimyo has been waiting for you for a month."

"I've been waiting for a month," Uncle Yile was a little surprised, "Didn't he go out to inspect?"

"No," said the warrior, "anyway, come here, he has been waiting for you for a long time."

(End of this chapter)