Konoha: This ninja is suspicious by nature

Chapter 235 Cave Exploration

It’s impossible that Thirteenth Lang outside the door just now didn’t hear it!so?

"You mean that Thirteen Lang lured us here on purpose?" Samui asked after thinking about it.

"Yes." He Xin looked at the faint cave, "People who smell the smell of burning candles should faint to death instead of falling asleep. That's what I thought."

Hexin had already made it very clear that Thirteenth Lang was very likely to discover everything and set up a trap waiting for them in the cave.

"You're pretty awesome." Samyi praised without emotion, "But I still plan to go in and have a look."

"Why?" Hexin asked.

Samyi did not respond, but took out a small straw sandal behind him and said, "I picked this up on the road. There may be children in it."

"Then I will accompany you for a walk, but I have agreed in advance that if there is danger, I will definitely run away first."

Looking carefully at Samyi's iceberg-like face, this time I felt a hint of warmth.

Most people who can become elite ninjas are cold-blooded and have countless lives in their hands, but ninjas are also human beings and have their own bottom line.

Although Samyi's usually cold demeanor makes her feel unfriendly to Zhen Zhen, she can be felt to be very sincere, or a bit clumsy. Of course, this does not mean that she has a low IQ, but that she is particularly straightforward in expressing her emotions.

For example, the average cold-hearted elite ninja would never say that they wanted to go in because of the children. In order to maintain their usual coldness, they would arrogantly say that I just wanted to see it.

Hexin would say this, but Samyi wouldn't.

And he was also a little curious about what the Thirteenth Lang was up to. It would be best not to leave first if the worst happened. It should be no problem to bring Samyi with him.

"You go ahead." Hexin pursed his lips and raised his head to signal towards the cave.

Samyi chuckled softly, made a torch with a rag wrapped around a nearby branch outside the cave, and then took the lead in walking towards the cave, followed closely by He Xin.

The roof of the cave was like a leak, with water droplets dripping from time to time. Fortunately, it was not too dense. Samyi and Hexin could always avoid the water droplets with their quick hands and eyes.

The water droplets made the ground a little damp, and the air in the cave was cold, but it did not freeze.

The two of them walked and observed. The weak firelight seemed to be extinguished in the next second in the damp and cold cave.

"What are you doing so close to me?"

Samyi stopped and suddenly turned around. He was so frightened that he almost bumped into him.

"It's a bit cold." He noticed that his upper and lower teeth were trembling.

The corners of Samyi's eyes twitched slightly.

After looking at Samyi's face for a long time, you can still see some extremely subtle expressions on her unchanged face.

She said she didn't believe it.

Is it normal for me, a southerner, to be afraid of the cold?
Samyi pulled away slightly, but Henzhen got very close again. After repeated pulling, she gave up.

Just think of him as a child, Sam thought with gritted teeth.

The deeper you go into the cave, the lower it becomes, the cold atmosphere becomes stronger and stronger, and the torch in Samyi's hand is almost unable to hold on.

The two of them followed Thirteenth Lang's footsteps, and although they discussed for a while outside the cave, they didn't slow down much.

At this time, they were thinking about those people who were dragged here by Thirteenth Lang. Although they were probably dead, they still retained a trace of fantasy.

"It's really cold here." Samyi also felt the chill getting deeper and deeper. Thinking of Thirteenth Lang's pale face before, I'm afraid he didn't stay here much. "Yeah, that's what I said."

He noticed that his arms were folded with both hands and his body was curled up into a single line.

Just then the torch went out and the cave became pitch black.

Xin Xin walked to the front and stretched out his hand, "Take my hand."

Samyi hesitated for a moment before reaching out and holding He Xin's hand, "Did you just say that you can hear other people's breathing?"

Feeling the warmth in the palm of his hand, He Xin walked and said, "I used to fight enemies in the dark, and I can judge the movements around me without using my eyes."

Samyi thought hard, and in his impression, all the ninjas in the Land of Snow should be ordinary.

White light gradually appeared in front of my eyes. At first it was still white and hazy, but then it became clearer and clearer, like the light from fluorescent fruits extending out of the cave.

Blocking the white light in front of him that he was still not used to, he carefully pulled Samyi forward. In the winding path leading to a secluded place, the white light instantly changed from a circle to a sky full of light.

At the end of the cave, there is an open space with strange rocks. In the center of the open space is a large, glowing and cold pond. Around the pond is a gentle uphill slope leading to the entrance of the cave.

Hexin and Samyi looked at each other, and in tacit agreement, they separated and hid behind the surrounding big rocks, and stepped towards the pond step by step.

There was a person standing by the pond, it was Thirteenth Lang. His deathly gray face shone under the white light.

Panting, he dragged the sack to the shore, coughed twice, and then untied the rope from the mouth of the sack.

He muttered words and whispered to himself: "Don't blame me, this is the intention of the Dragon God. Being able to become an offering to the great Lord Dragon God is also a blessing for us, the people of Dragon God Island."

"It's all because my meat is too sour and Lord Dragon God doesn't like it enough, otherwise I would have wanted to feed him with my body."

Thirteen Lang walked to the end of the sack, pinched the corners of the sack with both hands, and pulled it out forcefully, only to see two unconscious people inside the sack, a strong middle-aged man and a little girl in dark linen. The girl's left foot is missing a shoe.

Thirteen Lang walked to the shore, facing the dazzling white light pond, and solemnly knelt down.

"Your Excellency, Lord Dragon God, Thirteenth Lang is here to worship today!"

With his face filled with fascination, Thirteenth Lang came to the little girl, grabbed her calf, and carried her to the pond with both hands as if feeding her.

A very fast figure flashed past, and Sam moved after hearing the sound, rushing towards the little girl flying in the air, wanting to hold her in his arms.

Hexin frowned in confusion, looked at the sack and the big rock in the distance, and immediately followed Samyi and flew out.

Although the starting speed was one step slower than Samyi, he paid attention to the latecomer and caught Samyi's waist, and retreated to the open space aside.

Samyi stared in confusion. For a moment, she suspected that she was being plotted by Henzhen and Thirteenth Lang. She immediately clasped her wrists and hugged Henzhen tightly. If so, they would both die together.

"Why are you holding me so tight?"

Samuel was lying on the ground with his hands clasped tightly, making him unable to get up.

The little girl who had no one to rescue her also sank into the pond without causing any splash.

Samyi loosened his wrist and glanced down. He saw Hexin lying on his chest looking like he was asleep. He frowned and said, "Why don't you get up?"

He Xin first spread his hands to show that he had done nothing, and then straightened up.

(End of this chapter)