People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

The wind and the sun are beautiful!

Konoha seems to be sweet even in the air, which makes people feel happy.

The corpse on the wooden cart exudes a cold and fresh smell. It is a mixture of formalin water and chemical reagents, covering the white corpse like a layer of plastic wrap. The faint and peculiar smell blends into the air, making this sweet There is a little more life in the cold.

The flatbed cart rolled over the road, and the friction between the wheels and the ground made a rattling sound, and it arrived at the Hokage Building smoothly.

The cloth covering was lifted off, revealing a row of pale corpses. Although they were already dead, under the fresh-keeping treatment, the appearance still maintained the voice and appearance of life. They were staring dead fish eyes, with quite facial features. For similar ten-tuplets.

The visual effects are stunning.

Anbu, who helped escort him, hissed!

Smoking his pipe, Sarutobi Hirizan came out wearing a Hokage hat, looking at the corpses lined up side by side that seemed to be carved out of a mold, his pupils shrank slightly.

"Is this a human?" Sarutobi Hiruzen's question went straight to the core.

"They have human shells and internal organs, but the composition of body muscles and epidermis is mixed with plant fibers, as if they have been reshaped by collective plastic surgery."

Kaguya Nami came out, took the scalpel from Oni Xiangnan, and cut open the skin of a dead body along the veins of withered muscles.

Sure enough, you can see some weird fibers inside, which are interspersed like plant roots, one by one, which looks like a spindle to weave the internal structure into a network.

"When a person just died, it was not visible at all, but after the corpse was soaked in a special medicine, and then waited for the muscles to shrink completely, these fibers slowly emerged from the muscles."

Kaguya Nami pulled out the scalpel, and repeated the information that Nirvana Mayuri told her to Konoha. As for the handling of the special potion, that is the secret of Kusanagi Village.

"Limited to the limited level of medical research in Kusanagi Village, we cannot make accurate judgments on these corpses, so we secretly sent these corpses to Konoha, hoping to get more accurate answers from Konoha, and also hope to get Konoha's support."

There must be something wrong with these corpses!

Kusanagi village studies do not understand these questions!

Hiruzaru Sarutobi did not doubt Kaguya Nami's words, the scientific research level of these small ninja villages is indeed appalling, he silently looked at Kaguya Nami.

Then his eyes lingered on the faces of Hua Tengwu and Gui Xiangnan, and finally stopped at the black umbrella in Hua Tengwu's hand, frowning slightly but didn't think much about it.

Ninjas have all sorts of weird personalities. Some like to wear masks, some like to wrap bandages, and some like to wear green leather tights. Relatively speaking, there is nothing strange about holding an umbrella to shade them.

Besides,

Hiruzaru Sarutobi will not be deceived by Kaguya Na's delicate sunny face, and the Chunin exam is still vivid in his memory. This person's value concept is not crazy, but he is by no means a normal person.

"Support?" Hiruzaru Sarutobi exhaled a smoke ring.

Kaguya Nami took out the envelope from her bosom, which was a letter of plea for help written by Akagi Mori, the supreme leader of Kusanin Village, to Hokage.

"Yes, the Grass Ninja Village was surrounded by this weird..." Kaguya Nami pointed at the corpses and tried to think of the words: "Well, the white terror is surrounding it from the ground!"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi tore open the envelope, and what was written on it was much more detailed than Kaguya Nami's brief description, and the situation was much more serious. The words could be said to be full of tears, showing the nervousness and panic of the writer at the time, depending on Konoha. The urgency and anxiety of being a life-saving straw.

Sarutobi Hiruzawa was not disturbed by the literal emotions, he rationally analyzed the true content revealed in the letter, to the effect that:

There is a strange white creature that is monitoring Caoren Village underground 24 hours a day. Recently, ninjas in the village have often disappeared for no reason. Chi Musen feels as if there is a huge invisible black hand in the dark that is silently covering Caoren Village.

This huge black hand has spent so much trouble, spying silently in the dark, it must have a big plan!

To sum it up, the village of Grass Ninja is in danger, come quickly!

Sarutobi Hiruzen folded the letter and put it away. No emotion could be seen in his cloudy eyes, "What is there to be plotted in Kusanagi Village? This big plot must be related to ghosts."

Then,

Save or not?

Sarutobi Hiruzen weighed the pros and cons and had already made a decision in his mind. At this stage, Kirigakure Village was likely to have research results on ghosts. Konoha was already lagging behind, and news about ghosts must not be allowed to spread anymore.

"Don't worry, Kusanagi Village is Konoha's ally. Konoha will never sit idly by when the alliance is in danger. Konoha will dispatch an elite team to follow you back as soon as possible to resolve the crisis in Kusanagi Village. "

Hiruzaru Sarutobi showed a benevolent smile on his face.

Kaguya Nanami also smiled gratefully.

Ghost Xiangnan and Hua Tengwu looked at each other, manipulating the skin and flesh of their cheeks to squeeze out a decent textbook-like smile.

......

It will take some time to arrange the dispatch of the support team. The three people from the Grass Ninja Village temporarily live in Konoha and wait patiently.

Kaguya was not in a hurry, and obeyed Konoha's arrangement very much, waiting quietly and politely, staying in the room throughout the day.

At night, the three of them closed the curtains and turned off the lights early to rest.

The night gradually enveloped the entire Konoha, and under the peace and tranquility, the window quietly opened a gap to let the outside air in with the wind.

Folded shadows appeared on the curtains, and there were rippling ripples in the air, as if a ghost was silently blending into the night.

In the night,

The gloomy wind is breathing faintly, and a few fallen leaves withered and fell, revealing the stiff mask behind Anbu, but the straight eyeballs are just staring at the night in a daze.

Hyuga Clan Mansion.

White lanterns hung outside the door.

In a certain room in the courtyard, Hinata Madara, with a bandage wrapped around his chest, was sitting in the corner of the room facing a mirror, looking at himself in the mirror with dull and stiff eyes.

It was a face as pale as a ghost, with two sinister white eyes, blood vessels on the edge were bulging and twisted, and the curse mark on his forehead drew ugly lines.

"This is me, an ugly, cowardly self!"

Hinata Madara hated the face in the mirror, it was a person who begged to survive by killing his companions, cruel and cowardly, ugly and ferocious.

Disliked and disgusted by everyone, alienated and avoided... No one blamed him, but no one was willing to get close to him. If he was once a caged bird bound by a curse seal, then now, he truly feels, The whole world has become a cold prison, imprisoning itself.

in it,

Only the indifference that seems to freeze the soul.

As soon as Hinata Madara closed his eyes, he could recall his companions killed by him, and the resentful face made him unable to sleep; but when he opened his eyes, all he saw were indifferent eyes, they would not Said, but Hinata Madara could tell from their eyes that they wanted to die.

"Perhaps I should have died on that day, and everyone should have hoped that I would die on that day!"

Hinata Madara clenched the dagger tightly, aiming at the center of his eyebrows, his five fingers turned slightly blue, and he never dared to really stab it.

in the dark,

A blurred figure was outlined behind Hinata Madara, and the dagger was lightly held between the two, and moved away from the latter's brow steadily.

"Knife, that's not how it's used!"

The gentle and magnetic voice entered Hinata Madara's ears...

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