Hunted in Naruto Anime World

Chapter 1 The Returning People
"Snapped!"

The voice was clear and crisp, and the striker was very good at grasping strength. This attack could only be regarded as a warning, but just like this, the young man fell forward, rolled over, and then got up quickly. Waiting to see everything in front of him clearly, his expression But it became very strange, he cleaned himself casually, and then glanced around again.

The courtyard wall was made of a fence, and the cherry tree that had only a few or two petals left completely ended its flowering period. A few cherry blossoms fell and were blown by the wind to the extremely clean courtyard that was originally cleaned. An old man just stepped down and let the petals fall on the instep.

This is!

The young man suddenly realized that he was actually practicing!How could he be practicing by himself?

The young man looked at the old man, only to find that there was a trace of disappointment on the old man's face.

"Since you're not in the mood to practice, then get out and don't waste my time!"

The young man wanted to explain something, but found that he had no way to explain it. Yes, he knew that he was a bit unfamiliar with the old man in front of him, so he could only nod silently, and walked out of this small courtyard. When the door was closed, the young man's eyes Glancing at the house that was incompatible with the courtyard wall, a dusty memory slowly revived.

"He just came back like this."

The voice was very soft, no one should have heard it, but unfortunately, when the young man walked into the yard, he happened to see another person in his yard. His face was facing the young man. This person was also the young man's teacher. But he mainly taught him various anecdotes. When the old man saw him coming back, he just shook his head, and then waved to the young man, motioning the young man to follow him into the house.

The two sat on the ground, with a teapot and two cups placed between them.

"Don't want to learn sword?"

The young man shook his head, and then realized that his action could be interpreted as an affirmative action, then he nodded, "I don't know."

These words did not meet the old man's expectations. The old man nodded, then turned his face to the cup in the young man's hand, and then the air seemed to become heavy.

"Who are you?" The old man stood up slowly, and the young man suddenly found that he couldn't move. This feeling shocked the young man greatly. He really didn't know that his teacher was also an expert !No, this feels stronger than the teacher who taught me swordsmanship.

The old man frowned. He suddenly realized that something was wrong with the disciple in front of him. He was a little nervous for a while, but he reacted immediately. Maybe he reacted too much. Although his temperament did change, some small movements were still there. There is no way to deceive people with habitual small actions.

"Huh... Teacher, why did you suddenly..."

"It's okay." The old man sat down slowly, then tidied up his face a little, and then moved his eyebrows, "You are you, or you are not you anymore."

After these words were uttered, the room fell into silence, and even the chirping of insects outside the room became quiet, as if there had never been a single insect.

"teacher?"

The old man did not speak, but quietly brought the teapot over, poured himself a cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip, without any hesitation in his movements.After drinking a cup of tea slowly, the old man took off the two weapons on the wall and put them on the table. He thought for a while, and then clicked on the one on the left under the doubtful eyes of the young man, "What is this?"

This weapon is slender overall, with a slight curvature. Obviously, the young man replied casually, "Knife."

As soon as the words came out, the young man suddenly realized, no!knife?A knife in this world is not the way to describe this kind of weapon, although it is indeed a knife, but people usually like to call it a sword!The room became quiet again, and a mosquito slowly fell from the young man's eyes. That's right, it didn't fall, but fell directly.

"Knife?" The old man sat quietly and repeated, "Then do you remember what you used to call it?"

There was a hint of struggle in the young man's eyes. He didn't expect that he would be exposed with just a few movements, but he was very fortunate that he was himself. He was very familiar with the old man in front of him and the world. There are still a few days of adaptation period as in "Dream".

The young man thought about it, and then slowly said some things. He mentioned his dream, answered the old man's question, and then explained it in a mess. The old man's question was very messy. According to the interrogation method, halfway through the questioning, the old man understood that his student might have encountered a bizarre journey. Most importantly, the old man knew very well that although these words were reserved, But it is undoubtedly true.

"So that's all true?"

This sentence is not a question of the old man, but a question from the young man who has not answered the old man for a long time. He suddenly remembered that the old man once said that he is not from this world. Thinking about it now, the world the old man talked about may not be his own. He understood, so he hesitated a little, he was not sure what he was thinking, and then he lowered his head, now, there is no need for the old man to answer, he already understood something.

Rubbing a slightly fair mark on the wrist, the young man is already familiar with this mark, and other people will ignore it if they don't look carefully, but this action made the old man react, and the old man appeared directly in the Next to the young man, he put his hand directly on the young man's wrist. Then, the old man's expression changed, and then he sighed, and returned to his original position, waving his hand, "Go, take a day off, and come back to class tomorrow .”

"teacher?"

The young man hesitated and wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the old man.

"I'm old." The old man said lightly, "I don't have that much curiosity, and..."

"Being a human in two lifetimes, I thought you were a little mature." The old man didn't say this, but watched the young man's actions.

The young man silently bowed to the old man, and then walked out of the door silently. After closing the door, he felt the warming air and looked at the newborn sun. Before he knew it, the night had passed. , If you want to ask, most of them are useless, but the teacher seems to have understood everything.

The small village is slowly getting busy, and people who get up early to cultivate are also coming back one after another. Of course, only a small number of people come back early in the morning.

The young man stood at the door of the room, watching the people coming and going outside the wall. It was not until the middle of the day that he seemed to remember something, and walked slowly to another room in the yard. He hadn't touched these things for a long time. Things, he felt a little strange, a sense of strangeness with familiarity.

"Long time no see, I'm back."

Seriously looked at all the things in the room, and made sure that he still remembered what these things were for. Then he returned to the table, and a notebook was placed on the table. This is a diary, and the writing on it unexpectedly has A strange feeling.

"So, what should my name be?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter." Shaking his head, the young man turned to a new page, wrote the name Hatoyama Yuki on it, and then wrote a sentence on the content, glanced at it, frowned, and went on Just ignite the notebook and watch the flames devour it bit by bit.

Hatoyama Xing, 47 years old, 13 years old physically, learned a lot from the "sword", learned a lot, "knows all things", has no worries, left the village in May 29, seeing off little, wearing one or two... …

It’s midsummer, but it doesn’t seem to be very hot. The trees on the roadside are both familiar and unfamiliar. Hatoyama travels like this while walking and recalling things that are already in the memory. When I see them again at this time, I can still remember them after a little time. up.

I have walked this road several times before, but at that time, I went to the nearby city to buy something with Master, well, it was not considered as following, after all, he had just met Master at that time, and seeing him close his eyes, he thought he was watching If they didn't arrive, I gave him one or two. This is how the two met. There was no earth-shattering story. They just provided a house in exchange for seven years of schooling.

Walking on this road again, Hatoyama's speed became slower and slower, not because he remembered anything, but because this road gradually became strange, the sky darkened unknowingly, and the original The dryness gradually became moist, and then the road in front of me was blurred, as if I had crossed an invisible boundary and came to another world.

"Demon? Charm? Or human?"

Hatoyama Xing's eyes were slightly closed, and his right hand was already on the hilt of the sword. Then, rustling sounds came from the woods, and there were tinkling sounds from time to time, but the sounds came from all directions, which made people I can't tell how many people there are, or did I accidentally break into some strange place?

Moreover, Yuki Hatoyama has lived here for 13 years. Although it's been a long time, the whole world doesn't change in an instant. So, I accidentally got involved in an accident?And, again?

The young man standing on the small road was thinking, his thoughts diverged far away, and he completely forgot that his current location seemed unsafe. His mind was full of the master who suddenly told him that he needed experience in the morning, and then went to the blacksmith shop, tailor shop, etc. , then stuffed some dry food casually, then handed a letter to the young man, and then kicked himself out of the house... After all, it seems to be his home, right?Why did I walk so far in a daze?

Behind the dazed young man, a shadow slowly reappeared, it seemed to glance at it with some doubts, and then slowly disappeared, and then there was another jingling sound, the sound was very close, Hatoyama Yuki's gaze I also scanned it, and then, a line of words appeared in front of my eyes.

"Find the target."

Hatoyama Yuki slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Find the target? What's the situation, you're not done yet?"

Hatoyama Yuki looked helplessly at the lush forest, and trouble came to him again.

　"I am Hatoyama Yuki. Today is the first day I have traveled back from that world and the first day I officially set foot in this world. Emmm, this is for the convenience of book friends to understand what is going on."

　　I can probably understand...

　　I don’t understand anymore... MMP, I’m really too lazy to introduce it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)