Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 43 Hidden Sand Village

Early the next morning, the caravan set off again, and soon the huge outer wall of Suna Ninja Village could be faintly seen.

The Kingdom of Wind is prone to wind and sand all year round, and countless villages and towns have been destroyed by sandstorms. It was extremely wise for the first-generation Kazekage Fiery Dou to choose to build the village in such a place.

The huge outer wall not only perfectly resists wind and sand, but also serves as a perfect commanding point for defensive operations.

As long as you stand on the top of the high outer wall, you can have a clear view of everything within tens of kilometers.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, a sentry team composed of three ninjas from Sunagakure Village came to contact the caravan.

Seeing this, Fuchuan mixed in with the surrounding guys and slowly lowered the brim of his hat, covering his face as much as possible.

Yura has already told these guys not to mention Okawa's true identity to anyone.

After these surviving guys witnessed the terrifying killing star crushing dozens of horse bandits in the air, they did not dare to mention anything about Fuchuan in private.

"Crescent Caravan." A sand ninja headed by it opened the notebook in his hand and simply checked the flag, "The flag is correct, there is a record of long-term trade, and the boss is Yongta."

Another ninja simply asked the guy on the side to check the goods carried on the camel to see if there were any contraband.

"This boss," the ninja who was checking his notes suddenly said doubtfully, "his age doesn't seem right."

"Ninja-sama," Yura said quickly, "I am Yuta's nephew, and the future trade will be left to me."

The ninja did not reply, and began to carefully check the route and other information such as what he saw and heard on the road. He was obviously full of doubts about Yura's words.

what's the situation?
Fuchuan felt uneasy, why was the verification so strict?
"Sir." After Yura looked around, he quietly stuffed a small bag into the arms of the ninja opposite, "My uncle has asked everyone in Sunagakure Village to maintain the peace of the Wind Country, so I specially prepared it. Please don’t dislike this thing.”

After the ninja felt the weight in his arms, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, "You are too polite. I didn't expect you to be so capable at such a young age."

Then the ninja said, "Actually, it's not aimed at you. The ninjas in Konoha are really infiltrated now, and we are performing our duties normally. Since we are on the long-term trade list, there is no problem."

"Thank you, sir." Yuliang said gratefully, "When your time is more convenient, you must come to our caravan station to drink tea. This time I have specially purchased high-quality tea from the Kingdom of Thunder."

"Why are you so embarrassed? Okay, we have the next mission, let's do this for today." The smile on the ninja's face became even brighter, and then he shouted loudly, "Close the team!"

Although Yuliang is sometimes timid, he is really a good hand in business!

Fuchuan sighed in his heart.

As the saying goes, Wangshan runs to death.

Everyone walked for a whole day, and it was only when the sky was getting dark that they reached the outer wall of Sunagakure Village.

Fuchuan looked up and saw that the outer wall, which was hundreds of feet high, was evenly divided into four levels in a stepped shape. Each level had a circle of flat land several feet wide for people and even carriages and horses to walk on.

In front of the caravan is a huge gap corridor that seems a bit narrow from a distance, but is very wide when you get closer.

There was an endless stream of ninjas patrolling among them.

Judging from Fushikawa's sight and perception, there are actually jonins leading patrols here from time to time.

There was another interrogation ahead, and as expected, Yura relied on Yura's "money" ability to pass the test.

"Damn, they're a bunch of morons. I'm afraid half of the money I earned this time will go to them." After passing the level, Yuliang said angrily, "If I become the captain of the defense, let's see how I deal with them!"

Fukawa didn't take it seriously. The country of wind was barren, and even the mission commissions received by ninjas would often be discounted.

And these ninjas occupy key positions, how can they not make some extra money without using their authority?

After the caravan settled in, it was guided to a fixed station, which was an open space on the edge of Sunagakure Village.

By the time the people from the Crescent Caravan arrived, there were already more than a dozen caravans of various sizes stationed there.After spending half an hour, the new camp was finally set up.

Generally speaking, it would take at least a month to sell all the goods and purchase some specialties from Sunagakure Village.

Yuliang planned to go to other caravans to say hello and establish some contacts first, and as usual, he wanted to inform Fukawa.

The moment I opened the tent, it was indeed empty.

The hot tea has completely cooled down, I'm afraid it has been gone for a long time
In the night, Fuchuan moved quickly between the cylindrical houses.

It was obviously the first time he came here, but because the soul of his predecessor had grown up, Fuchuan felt strange yet very familiar with this place.

Sand Hidden Village is huge, with countless hidden sentries inside.

Therefore, Fuchuan could only see and hear that he was full of dominance and carefully avoided every ninja.

I don’t know how long I walked, but finally, the scene in front of me became more and more familiar.

Bits and pieces of memories that once belonged to this body began to be gradually awakened.

With a creak, Fuchuan slowly pushed open a wooden door.

Although it was pitch dark inside, Fuchuan still walked to the right naturally, dodging obstacles skillfully, and slowly lit the oil lamp.

The dim light came on, illuminating the small room.

A teapot with a cracked spout was simply placed on the old table and chair, and the sheets that had been washed white were filled with more than a dozen patches, large and small.

The windows are also slightly leaky.

This is the home where Fukawa's predecessor grew up.

What about Ogura?
Fuchuan wondered, it's so late and she's not here?

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded,

"who are you?"

The person who asked the question was an old lady with gray hair. She stood hunched out of the window and looked at Fuchuan inside the house.

"Grandma, it's me, Xiaochuan!" Fuchuan replied with a smile, and at the same time opened the door and walked out.

The old man in front of him was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to react.

She stared at Fuchuan carefully for a while with her eyes widened.

There was a surprised expression on his face, "Really Xiaochuan? He has grown so tall? 伱. Didn't you die on the battlefield of the Kingdom of Rain?"

"Grandma, it's a long story," Fukawa asked doubtfully, "Where's Xiaogang?"

"Oh," the old lady hunched over and thought for a while before saying, "Okura, she might still be practicing at the training ground in front of her."

"After the news came that you were killed in battle, this child has been practicing hard like a different person." The old lady sighed, "...it makes me feel pitiful just thinking about it."

Suddenly, the old woman was stunned. The young man in black who was in front of her just now disappeared in an instant.

After turning around and searching to no avail, he sighed, "As I get older, I start to hallucinate."

He shook his head and left
(End of this chapter)