Konoha no Hatake's happy wind male Konoha

It is hard to disobey a master's orders. Yasuo, who is determined to be Hokage's best apprentice, how can he disobey his master?

Since the master still can't let go of his false reputation and wants to win the first place in this trial, as a good disciple, he must take action.

Yasuo and his team got ready and set off. Jiraiya pointed at the steaming hot pot and asked: "Yasuo, you are going to find the clearance scroll, why don't you put out the hot pot first?"

Yasuo curled his lips and said: "It's just a customs clearance scroll, but it's really just a bid to sell it. Just wait for me to warm the hot pot and get the scroll."

Originally, Maori Juzo was opposed to leaving the valley bottom to venture out, but now after listening to Yasuo's words, he shook his head like a rattle and said:

"You guys really don't know the dangers outside. Let me tell you, there is a brown bear that big."

Ignoring Maori Juzo, who was working hard to expand his chest and gestured at the huge brown bear, Yasuo and his three friends walked out of the camp happily.

After a slight hesitation, Maori Juzo gritted his teeth and followed the team, saying: "Even if you don't consider the danger outside, don't you plan how to get out of the valley first? This is a [-]-degree steep cliff, and it is not easy to climb over."

"Hey, Brother Juuzang, can you please be quiet? It's you who yelled and yelled. My Marimo was bitten to death by a mushroom monster again."

Tsunade held her cell phone and waved it in front of Maori Juuzang's eyes, and couldn't help complaining: "If you do this, when will I be able to surpass the huge roots?"

Mouri Juuzang was confused. He had no idea what Tsunade was talking about, but he knew one thing. The cute little girl in front of him was still distracted on the way to the forest of death full of ferocious beasts. play games

This is a joke on his own life. The look Maori Juzo looked at these Konoha brats became complicated.

Thinking about the past, thinking about Yasuo and Jiraiya's true feelings for him, Mouri Juzo raised his head and sighed.

Although they are insignificant flowers in the greenhouse, they are indeed kind children.

It's just that this kindness seems so childish and out of place in a ninja world full of death and killing.

But, I can't help but like it

Since you call me big brother, I, Mori Juuzou, will protect the smiles of these children even if I risk my dignity and life.

After making such an ideological realization, the brilliance of the Holy Mother shone faintly on Maori Juuzang's ordinary face. He clenched the tattered kunai in his hand and followed the four people firmly.

Now that he has made up his mind, Maori Juzo feels that he needs to give these young juniors some life advice.

He patted the hard granite on the cliff wall and said seriously: "Based on my experience as a genin for 21 years, to climb such a cliff, it is best to find tough vines, use ropes and kunai, and do it bit by bit. to find a foothold, and then we can move the vines”

Halfway through Maori Juzo's earnest words, he found that there was no one around him. Yasuo waved his arms in the distance and shouted to him:

"Brother Juuzang, if you like rock climbing, I will take you to dance among the pillars on Hokage Rock next time. But today is not the time, so let's go quickly."

With a shocked look on his face, he followed Yasuo into the secret door in the cliff. Inside was a latest-style elevator. Maori Juuzang couldn't help but ask: "How can there be such a thing here? It's too inconsistent." Alright"

Yasuo spread his hands and said, "Who knows, maybe it's the miraculous workmanship of nature."

Juzo: ""

After a while, Yasuo and his team walked out of the elevator.

It was already the third day of the trial, and not only was the air filled with the smell of blood, it was at least terrifyingly depressing.

After all, the weak and impetuous ninjas have almost been eliminated, and the remaining ones are either superb ninjas or thoughtful Voldemort and Lao Yinb.

Although there are fewer people, the danger is hundreds of times greater.

But Yasuo obviously didn't think so. He led a group of friends and wandered around the Death Forest in a swaggering manner.

Jiraiya, like Yasuo, was quite nervous. He held a grass stalk in his mouth and folded his hands behind his head.

Tsunade was still staring down at her phone, seemingly determined to have a fight with the huge Gen. The latter seemed to have been unexpectedly free these past two days and was rising in points very quickly.

Orochimaru, on the other hand, stood calmly behind Yasuo, looking around with a pair of vertical pupils alertly.

Relatively speaking, Juzo Mori is the most like a ninja. Although his level is a bit poor, at least he did put on some disguise and kept sneaking in the nearby grass.

"Yasuo, if your master wants to recruit a disciple, I think I should do the mission with you."

Jiraiya yawned and felt a little sleepy: "Uncle, although he is very powerful, it's really boring to do missions with Tsunade and Stinkmaru. Being with you, not only can we have hot pot to eat, but we can also take a bath with hot water. , and most importantly, there are good-looking magazines. Speaking of which, Yasuo, the quality of your inventory is really high."

Orochimaru's steps were slightly disordered, and he whispered: "Yasuo-kun, if possible, can you lend me your magazine?"

Yasuo looked back at Orochimaru in surprise. His face was very red, as if he could see blood when he pinched it. This was very rare for Orochimaru, who had always been as white as silk. He looked like the first The innocent boy who borrowed that kind of disc from the video store for the first time.

Yasuo smiled like a man and nodded in agreement.

While talking and laughing, Yasuo's legs were like a navigator, traveling through the woods with precise routes, as if he was walking in his own back garden.

"Did your teacher not teach you the basics of performing tasks in the field?"

Maori Juuzang couldn't stand it anymore. In his opinion, these four brats were just wandering around in the forest of death. This behavior was no different from dancing on the tip of a knife.

He showed up and frowned and asked: "White-haired kid, think about your 80-year-old mother in the countryside. You don't cherish your life so much. Are you worthy of her old age? Who is your teacher? I will see you next time." If you want to talk about him properly, even if you are a Jonin, I will not back down. He is simply hurting people by teaching students like this."

Jiraiya picked his nose and said, "He's a sloppy middle-aged man."

"I want to criticize a middle-aged man even more. He is really ignorant. What is his name?"

"Yeah Sarutobi Hiruzen"

"Hehe, this guy is pretty awesome. With a name similar to Naruto, he must be a second-generation ninja. Don't let me meet this guy who has no real talent."

Just when Mori Juzo was telling Jiraiya about the importance of finding a reliable teacher and suggesting that his little brother change his family and find a reliable teacher, Yasuo suddenly stopped.

"Ouch, what's wrong, stinky Yasuo, why are you lying on the ground?"

The bow-headed Tsunade accidentally bumped into Yasuo's back, and the latter struggled to pull himself out of the ground, leaving a complete humanoid mark on the ground.

Yasuo felt that all his internal organs had moved. He swore that if he did not turn on the digital mode in his life, he would never fight with other ninjas. This was too painful.

Letting Orochimaru help him dust off his clothes, Yasuo reached out and pushed aside the layers of bushes in an inconspicuous corner, revealing a very hidden cave.

This cave is only about half a person tall, dark and deep, and looks mysterious and unusual.

"Be careful"

Maori Juuzang stretched out his hand to protect several people and said: "This cave has obviously not been searched yet. There is probably a clearance scroll in it, but if there is a scroll, there must be a guarding beast, which is very dangerous."

However, before he finished speaking, under the shocked eyes of Maori Juzo, Yasuo reached into his body and took out a intact scroll.

At the same time, he was holding a cute little white rabbit in his hand, looking at the group of ferocious bipeds with flashing red eyes.

"why is this"

Maori Juzo murmured: "No, the scrolls are guarded by ferocious beasts. Are there giant pythons, tigers and brown bears? Why is it unfair that the guardian of this scroll is a rabbit?"

Listening to Mouri Juzo's lamentation, Yasuo couldn't help but curled his lips:

You European emperor, do you have the nerve to accuse me? Don’t think that I didn’t see it with my real eyes. The scroll in the public toilet was taken away by your bad luck. Originally, I asked someone for it, okay?

Forget it, it's not bad anyway. Creatures like Ou Huang are rare after all.

So, for the next two hours, Yasuo seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll in the Death Forest, but in fact, he was startled every step of the way.

Under the mysterious hay mat that is so dangerous that it requires the strength of nine ants and two insects to overturn it; in the middle of the pheasant nest that risks its life and endures sonic attacks to successfully break it; it is so huge that it has a diameter of [-] centimeters, and it will be abnormal when being served in a hot pot Inside the delicious hairy crab king's lair

In such dangerous places, Comrade Yasuo, a great adventurer and a warrior with the belief of slaying dragons, was not afraid of sacrifice, overcame obstacles and found one scroll after another.

Not only that, Comrade Yasuo, the five good boys, a vane of civilization, a synonym for truth, goodness and beauty, was also moved by his actions such as lifting up a crooked street sign, wiping away the dust from a street lamp, sweeping away fallen leaves from the corner, helping a fallen bird return to its nest, etc. Konoha's good deeds were rewarded with one clearance scroll after another.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Yasuo's team set out on their way back. Jiraiya was still complaining, Tsunade was still beating Marimo, and Orochimaru was still vigilantly observing.

There is no surprise, no doubt, everything is as it should be, as if it is still like the days and nights we shared with each other when we were growing up. As long as we are together, we can feel at ease.

But there was one person who was not so calm.

After shaking his bulging backpack, Yasuo sighed and explained to the stunned Mouri Juzo: "This is probably also a miraculous work of nature."

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