Hyuga's Rebellion

Chapter 37
The country of Chuan, a small closed and backward country.

Black clouds billowed, and rumbling thunder continued incessantly. It was obvious that this abnormal weather had lasted for a long time in the vicinity.

Since half a year ago, the mining area in this place has been flashing frightening lights from time to time.

"woo woo woo woo!"

In the heavy rain, a tall man stood beside a coffin that had been buried in the ground, weeping in grief.

Wearing a one-piece hood, he supported his head in grief from time to time, but with the sudden thunder flashing across the sky, his expression under the hood was very distorted.

"Don't be afraid, I will keep you in my memory!"

Looking at the coffin that was still struggling, the man's tone seemed strange. With the raising of his hands, the two long knives with protruding reverse blades rubbed together, flashing a dazzling thunder.

Accompanied by the continuous thunder, the crowd who had been waiting for a long time finally rushed over and began to bury the shaking coffin with the shovel in their hands.

As the soil completely buried the trembling coffin, the surrounding crowd and the slightly nervous man stood silently in the rain, but the swollen back of the man holding the twin knives flashing thunder suddenly reflected There were bursts of red light.

"Ranmaru, are you alright?"

For the figure whose back suddenly wriggled, the man who was burying a living person seemed particularly concerned.

"I'm fine, Thunder tooth,"

The boy named Ranmaru opened his mouth faintly, although he had already indicated that he was fine, but the feeble voice did not sound like that.

"Hold on for a while, Ranmaru, it will be over soon."

Knowing the weakness of the young man's body, Lei Ya sped up the process of the funeral a little.

It's just that under the cold weather, the boy's figure inevitably squirmed.

……

In the rare sunny weather, a figure wearing a red floating cloud robe slowly walked on the somewhat muddy path, holding the bamboo hat slightly with one hand, and there were pleasant bells ringing from time to time as he walked.

But at the end of the road, a signboard hung by a humble shop caught his attention.

The Curry Shop of Destiny, seeing this, someone came to take off the tinkling bamboo hat, revealing a delicate face, but compared to this, his white eyes are more eye-catching.

"Has it finally arrived?"

Muttering to himself, Ning Ci looked at the familiar signboard and finally recalled it inevitably.

Neji remembers this place very clearly. Apart from the amazingly spicy curry at Mingzhi Curry Restaurant, it is the things that the guy in the nearby mine has that are unforgettable.

Black Hoe Raiga, one of the former Seven Ninja Swordsmen, the man who defected from Kirigakure has something that Neji also cares about.

That is the blood succession boundary of red eye. Different from the three major pupil techniques that have been handed down, red eye is a more peculiar pupil technique. It has the ability to penetrate objects, perceive danger, and even create phantoms that deceive Baiyan's perception. You know Compared with the other two pupil techniques, Baiyan is better than anyone else except in observation ability.

But facing the kid with this pupil technique, Neji lost to others for the first time in terms of observation.

"Ranmaru, um, that guy should be called by that name, right?"

Recalling the name from memory, Ning Ci frowned and seemed a little uncertain. After all, it was also the first time he met that guy in his memory.

Thinking of this, Ning Ci shook his head slightly, looked at the familiar shop, hesitated for a moment and went in.

"Guest, what do you want?"

A hunchbacked old woman stood up and looked at the young man in the red floating cloud robe with a somewhat surprised expression.

"Guest, are you a foreigner?"

The mother-in-law recognized Neji's fresh face at a glance.

"Well, that's it!"

Seeing the old man running this small shop by himself, Ning Ci frowned unavoidably.

It seems that the same as in memory, the grandson of this mother-in-law still joins the family established by the black hoe Lei Ya.

"That's really rare. There is no special specialty in this country, and even our own people don't want to stay here."

Having said that, the old woman sighed slightly.

After exchanging pleasantries, the old woman finally remembered something, and tremblingly brought out a bowl of rice filled with black curry. Not only did it look scary, but even the soaring spicy smell from her nose made Ning Ci frown inexplicably. .

Can people really eat this level of spiciness?
With a spoon in his hand, Ning Ci hesitated for the first time.

After hesitating for a while, Ning Ci took the first sip, and the burning sensation in his mouth instantly relieved Ning Ci's fatigue a lot.

"The taste is very spicy, but its spicy touch can relieve the fatigue of people who come and go, and let them rejuvenate their bodies."

When the old woman said this, a proud smile appeared on her wrinkled face.

"Well, indeed, it does give people a feeling of energy after eating it in the mouth."

Ning Ci frowned. Although this spicy food was beyond his mouth, he couldn't deny that after swallowing the first mouthful, he did feel a lot less tired.

"Grandma, are you the one who runs this small shop?"

There was really no way to enter, Ning Ci put down the spoon, looked at the lonely old man beside him and suddenly asked about this.

"It used to be run by two people, but my grandson left the town saying he wanted to join the Black Hoe family and hasn't returned for a long time."

Speaking of this, the old woman's tone seemed very helpless.

"That's right."

After picking up the water glass on the side and drank it down, Neji confirmed the shadow in his memory.

And the old woman, who was recalled by Neci's words, turned her back with some sadness.

A moment later, as the person got up, Ning Ci had put on the bamboo hat again, and the pleasant bell rang outside the door.

"Don't worry, mother-in-law, your grandson will be back soon."

Ning Ci's voice came from outside the door.

The old woman who turned her back turned her head and saw a bulging money bag next to the lonely bowl and chopsticks. Only then did she realize that the young brother had left.

"Brother, even if you pay the bill, these are too many!"

Holding the purse left by Neji, the old woman walked out of the store, and shouted as she watched the disappearing figure in the distance.

However, only the movement of Ning Ci waving his hand was left in the distance, and then completely disappeared from the old woman's sight.

Sorrel Gold Mountain, this is a mountain with many mines.

As the land of Sichuan, which is poor in products, this is the only place where a few special products can be unearthed, such as gold sand, but this was a matter of decades ago, and now the only thing that can be produced here is iron ore, but even so, the People's lives are also very poor.

The dark clouds reappeared again, and lightning flashed across the sky.

Noticing this scene, Ning Ci shook his head.

It seems that that guy is indeed right. As one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen, this guy's behavior is extremely bad.

Still retaining all kinds of bad habits handed down from the era in the blood mist, this man has always taken pleasure in slaughtering the weak, but compared to pure killing, this guy's hobby is even more unacceptable.

If it wasn't for the help of the red-eyed kid all the time, I'm afraid this guy would have died many times already.

Thinking of this, Ning Ci couldn't help looking forward to the kid's pupil technique.

After all, being able to protect a fool for so long has already proved his ability, although in Neji's opinion, it seems a bit wasteful to use this ability to protect that guy.

PS: I couldn’t bear the pain in my ears last night. I went to the emergency room in the middle of the night and found out that it was acute otitis media. It made me feel groggy all day today. Everyone just bear with it, I am also very helpless.

(End of this chapter)