Naruto: The Legend of Mortal Bone Ninja

The war between ninjas always ends in a short time.

There are many reasons for this situation, including national economic support, the number of ninjas in the village, and differences in individual abilities. All aspects determine that their war is impossible and they are not allowed to develop into a long-term war.

The fastest war ended in just one afternoon, and it was considered a large-scale war with hundreds of participants.

It is too small and worthy of the name of a village fight, but it uses the transcendent power called chakra, and its cruelty is different.

The Second Ninja War, as later generations called it, was a chaotic situation that was initiated by a small country but involved most of the continent.

Nowadays, the Iron Kingdom is in panic. The ninjas of Amegakure Village assassinate all the daimyo and the nobles who are in power under them. Even children and the children of domestic servants are killed with a cruel attitude of preferring to kill by mistake.

Thanks to the warrior leader Chonghui, he led the warriors to fight bravely and drove out those hateful rain ninjas, protecting the people from the poisonous hands of the rain ninjas.

After that, under the order of Master Chonghui, a series of rectifications began in the country. Moreover, many warriors raised by noble gentlemen openly resisted Master Chonghui's orders for unknown reasons. There were also many forces that were not part of the nobles and took advantage of the chaos to voice their demands. The rule of the Iron Kingdom was re-established, and the country was in chaos.

Chonghui had a complete plan to annihilate the aristocratic forces, but his lack of preparation in the subsequent settlement caused many accidents.

This was a helpless matter. Sanshouyu Hanzo's unilateral war came without any warning, forcing Chonghui to start the revolution in advance. Otherwise, if there were more perfect ways to deal with the aristocratic forces, the domestic situation would not be as it is now. Big bounce.

"Give me this."

There were few pedestrians in the originally bustling town at this time, and most of the shops on the street were closed. Even the custom businesses were overly careful in selecting customers and pulling them into corners to open their businesses.

Although most of the official samurai led by the samurai leader Shigeki and the wild samurai who are officially defined as rebellious have no interest in civilians like them, if they are accidentally involved in the battle between the two sides and die, then Isn't it too miserable?

The white-haired shop owner looked expressionlessly at the little man whose face was hidden under the gray robe. Is he a dwarf, or is he a kid?

A slender arm wrapped with a bandage stretched out from under his robe. He stood on tiptoe and placed the bunched banknotes on the glass counter.

The boss with wrinkled face softened his expression after seeing the money. After opening it to confirm that it was not rotten and not a fake scrawled by a child, he took out the rice balls under the counter, packed them and handed them to the short customer.

"Hey."

After calling out to the young customer who picked up the rice ball and turned around to leave, the owner, who was not hospitable at all, threw a water glass over, but was caught firmly by the latter.

"You'll choke if you eat just the rice balls, so I'll give them to you."

"..."

The short guest held the water glass and looked at it for a moment, nodded to the owner, put away the water glass and stepped on the snow and left in the night.

The gray-haired shop owner returned behind the counter with some fear of the cold. Those who are still running the shop normally are either those who are not afraid of death or those who want to die. Unfortunately, the shop owner whose children are gone is the latter.

He flattened the crumpled banknotes and put them into the drawer. Although the money given by the little guest was not enough to buy the rice balls, it didn't matter.

"Come again, little guest."

The shop owner put his hands in his sleeves until other shops on the street closed and turned off the lights, and the surroundings fell into darkness. Only his shop was open, shining on the road in front of the shop, for the sake of his son who would never come back as he did when he was young. Light the way home.

After the short figure entered the alley on the street, the two ragged men looked at each other and rushed in together.

One of them picked up a short stick and hit the head of the gray robe that covered his body.

Snapped!

Turning around, there was a crisp sound, and the scabbard of the short knife collided with the short stick. The man subconsciously used all his strength to push over, but a huge force came from the scabbard that he could not resist, and he was It flew away and fell heavily to the ground.

"Varied……?!"

Before the other person could react, the short figure jumped in front of him. The hood covering his head was raised back, revealing Li Zhen's childish face. The sheathed short knife in his hand fell, killing the tall adult. The man fell to the ground.

"The pursuer... doesn't seem to be the case."

Li Zhen said to himself.

Of course it was a good thing to be alive, but for Li Zhen, who closed his eyes contentedly with the consciousness of death, it was really uncomfortable to linger like this.

Mizuji Rizo's technique was activated, controlling the talisman in Li Zhen's heart to cause chakra to flow backwards in the heart. At that moment, Li Zhen felt as if his heart was broken.

The spell has two effects. One is that after it is connected to the chakra meridian of the heart, it causes the chakra to flow backwards and cause the controlled person to suffer pain worse than death, which is a means of restraint to control these little devils.

The second type has the same effect as a time bomb.

The spell will continue to absorb the negligible chakra from the controlled body. When the accumulation reaches the upper limit, it will automatically flow back to the atrium, and death will be inevitable. The time limit is approximately three months.

What Mizusa Rizo unleashed on Li Zhen was the second fatal effect.

But Li Zhen survived.

Chakra is the product of the fusion of spiritual energy and physical energy. Li Zhen, who was forgotten in an underground cage, is getting weaker and weaker. The amount of chakra he can extract is greatly reduced, and the amount that the spell can absorb will naturally be less.

The heart is fragile after all, and the amount of chakra accumulated in the spell can still kill ordinary people. However, the irony is that the experimental rats that have been adjusted and strengthened by Rizo Mizuji can survive the situation of life and death. Come over.

"I'm sorry, please forgive me..."

"It was my fault, I will never do such a thing again!"

The two gangsters recognized the change in positions of both parties from the chaos of being knocked down by a child, and regarded Li Zhen as a child of a samurai family. Only this reason can explain why he has the terrifying power to knock down adults.

Li Zhen looked down at the two people kneeling on the ground. He was able to hit children hard without hesitation. He often did such things.

The warmth of the water cup in his arms melted away a bit of Li Zhen's rising murderous intention. Different from Yu Ren's life-and-death struggle for survival, what these two gangsters were going to do was a crime according to the country where Li Zhen once lived. Not to death.

These two gangsters, who were kneeling in front of Li Zhen and kowtowed to admit their mistake, were crying like rain. They did not want to kill Li Zhen. They were just too hungry, but they did not want to hurt anyone's life...

Why did I have the idea of ​​killing them?

Is it the arrogance brought by strength?

Or have you lost your respect for life after killing someone?

Li Zhen held the warm water glass in his hand. It is precisely because of people like the shop owner that the world is not so cold. It is precisely because there are more kind-hearted people in the world that it is worth looking forward to and living.

and so……

"Ahhhhhhh?! Ahhhhhh..."

The boiling water poured on the little gangster's head. The severe pain that burned his scalp made him instinctively use his hands to resist the pouring boiling water. It was precisely because it was in such an icy and snowy environment that cold hands touched the boiling hot water. The results speak for themselves.

"Alas?!"

The violence without warning made another gangster scream. After realizing that begging for mercy was ineffective, he got up on his hands and knees and turned around to run away!

"Ugh... ah ah..."

The thrown dagger penetrated the young gangster's thigh, causing him to scream and fall to the muddy snow.

After all, the prey must be taken care of one by one. Li Zhen doesn't like to chase the prey, so he just stays there and doesn't move.

Not worthy of death?

Don't make such silly jokes. How many innocent people are forced into miserable situations by these scum who are not guilty enough to die.Children who are bullied are left with a lasting legacy that they will never overcome.

Sin is sin, a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye. It is only fair to let these scum enjoy the same situation as the victims. Li Zhen does not need to maintain the stability of the country.

You will never escape even the slightest sanction.

Just too hungry and didn't want to kill anyone?

If Li Zhen had no strength and was hit on the head by that stick, even if he didn't die, there would be no need to say what the outcome would be if he had no food and was injured in this cold winter season.

He grabbed the little gangster's index finger that was scalded by the boiling water, and with the latter's wailing sound, he broke the ten fingers one by one in the direction they would never reach.

Li Zhen didn't feel the harshness of the wailing sound at all, but instead felt a sense of pleasure in ravaging the scum in his heart.

(Oops, it seems like some bad interest has awakened...)

The bastard whose thigh was penetrated wetted his pants, and the frightening sound of the crunching of human bones kept ringing in his ears, while the evil ghost with the childlike face suddenly looked over with a smile.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, I won't kill you. After all, I'm not a demon... If I break the bones without killing you, I should be worthy of the title of scum, right?"

It seemed like the smiles of the children when they were little, trying every possible means to kill ants.

Such innocence.