The Master of Konoha's Legacy

A stone house built of limestone stood amidst the dense forest and thin mist.

Little Fish, blinded by hormones, didn't notice this and was pulled into the stone house by Uchiha Tonan.

The stone house wasn't very big, and it was filled with things that the little fish had never seen before.

However, judging from the luster of these things, they look very much like the metal that the little fish had seen before.

Guided by Uchiha Tonan, Xiaoyu lay down on a soft white bed without realizing it.

For women of this era, what lying down represents is still clear.

Looking at the little fish with her eyes closed, her expression a mixture of anticipation and nervousness, Uchiha Tunan nodded in satisfaction.

This female primitive woman was so obedient from beginning to end, it seems that the civilization of this era had reached the patriarchal stage, where women were expected to obey men.

However, judging from her appearance, this female primitive person doesn't seem to have a high IQ.

Uchiha Tonan pressed a button on the bedside table.

"Kaka..."

Special metal buckles popped out from the bed to secure the little fish's limbs and neck.

The little fish sensed something was wrong and quietly opened its eyes a crack.

But instead of rushing forward as expected, Uchiha Tonan put on a medical mask and gloves and picked up a sharp scalpel.

In an instant, fear surged through her, and the little fish tried to struggle to get up.

But these specially made metal buckles are so strong that small fish could not possibly break free.

Seeing Xiaoyu's frightened appearance, Uchiha Tunan gently comforted her:

"Don't be afraid. You are the first life I have ever encountered in this world. You are of great significance for me to remember and observe. I will not dissect you completely."

Just take a small sample and study it.

Don't worry, my technique is very good, it won't hurt.

Although Xiaoyu could hear the gentleness in Uchiha Tunan's words, the scene still terrified her.

He saw the sharp scalpel glow with a fluorescent green light as it slowly sliced ​​open his abdomen.

Inside the stone house, a sound like rags being torn apart rang out.

Strangely, throughout the entire process, Xiaoyu only felt a chill in her abdomen, without the expected excruciating pain, and not a single drop of blood flowed from her lacerated abdomen.

Even so, the little fish couldn't suppress its instinctive fear and struggled weakly, screaming, "Help...!"

The roar only traveled a few dozen meters from the stone house before suddenly disappearing into the misty jungle.

It's like there's a transparent soundproof wall that locks the sound in place.

Within this small, mist-shrouded jungle, the roars continued incessantly, soon followed by a magnetic murmur.

"Indeed, the humans of this era were not affected by the divine tree and could absorb the power of nature to strengthen themselves in a subtle way."

It turns out that the forces of nature are not only influenced by strong emotions, but also by simple blood and qi.

However, the effect of blood and qi is not as significant as that of emotions.

"What a pity... I don't have that blood."

"If we want to go any further, we have to study genes."

However, my knowledge base is not yet sufficient to reach that point.

........

After half an hour.

Uchiha Tonan stitched up the little fish's abdomen and used medical ninjutsu to smooth out the stitches.

Looking at the small fish, which was screaming incessantly from extreme fright, Uchiha Tonan removed his medical mask and said thoughtfully:

"It seems there's nothing left for me to study."

Suddenly, Uchiha Tonan's eyes lit up, and he realized, "That's right, there's also the language of this era."

After saying that, Uchiha Tonan stretched out his palm and placed it on the top of Xiaoyu's head.

"what!"

[Chapter 424 Father and Son Talk Like Madmen]

The sun is setting.

The men who had been hunting outside returned to the village empty-handed.

Although the primeval forests of this era were teeming with wild animals, the influence of nature also enhanced their intelligence.

I know the most basic principles of seeking advantage and avoiding harm.

In addition, this village by the river has existed for over a hundred years, and most of the wild animals in the vicinity have already been captured.

These hunters could only go to more distant places.

They also had to avoid the places where monsters were known to roam, places that their ancestors had risked their lives to find.

Therefore, it takes ten days to half a month to catch a single prey.

Fortunately, the beasts in this world are usually quite large.

In addition, these hunters do not only hunt, but also gather edible fruits and wild vegetables in the forest.

That's enough to feed the whole village, and there's even some left over.

The slanting sunlight shone on the simple wooden steps.

Xiaojiao sat on the steps, silently gazing at the distant mountains.

Every now and then a silly smile would twitch at the corner of his mouth.

Time passed little by little, and soon night fell.

The boy's silly grin disappeared, replaced by a look of anxiety and anticipation.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch..."

The sound of footsteps on the wooden planks echoed behind me.

"Get some rest. What's yours will come to you."

A middle-aged man with dark yellow skin, a burly build, bare-chested, and wearing an animal skin around his waist sat down next to Xiao Jiao.

He casually handed over a piece of smoke-blackened meat, gesturing for Xiaojiao to eat it.

Xiao Jiao took the hard chunk of meat, tore it apart with force, and muttered to himself as he chewed:

"I'm wondering if I went too far with what I said during the day."

The middle-aged man beside him was Xiaojiao's father, who was also the village chief and the strongest man in the village: Dajiao.

If you were to introduce it to people from other villages, it would be called Dajiao by the river.

Big Horn by the river used his thick arm to put his arm around Little Horn's shoulder and said in a tone of someone who had been there before:

"Stop daydreaming all the time. Your ultimate goal is to leave the mountains and become a great warrior."

Women are merely tools to perpetuate your bloodline.

Clearly, the young boy did not agree with his father's words, and with his head down and a stubborn look on his face, he said:

"I have never used small fish as tools."

I'm not like you, spending all your nights with other women after getting married, leaving your mother to fend for herself.

You didn't even get to see your mother one last time when she died in childbirth.

If this happened in later generations, the father and son would definitely have become enemies long ago.

But in this era, in this village, this was clearly not a big deal.

But the man by the river showed no embarrassment or guilt whatsoever. He grinned and smiled somewhat shyly:

"I had no choice but to do it. With greater ability comes greater responsibility, and I should take on more responsibility."

Xiao Jiao secretly pursed her lips. Her father was always very enthusiastic whenever he went to a different woman's room.

Seeing his son's expression, He Bian Dajiao wasn't angry.

There was no other way; those women only gave birth to tools for him. He only had one son, and he would need to rely on him to support him in his old age. How could he not coax him?

Seeing that it was getting late, Big Horn gently patted Little Horn's shoulder by the river, slowly stood up, and said meaningfully:

"You're still too young. If I were you, I would have gone up the mountain to find her long ago."

Xiao Jiao glanced sideways at his father, who had stood up, and saw that his father's hair was still a little wet, obviously he had gone to the river to bathe as soon as he returned to the village.

He immediately understood something and said calmly:

"You've assigned yourself tasks again."

Big Horn by the river nodded with a simple, honest smile, and said somewhat shyly:

"Da Ying's husband was killed by a wild animal the day before yesterday, so I went to comfort her."

As you know, there are few men in the village, so everyone has a heavy responsibility.

It was my turn again, and I really couldn't refuse.

"We can't possibly give her to you young people."

"You'll understand me when you grow up."

After saying that, he ruffled Xiaojiao's hair, turned around, and walked impatiently toward a house in the village.

Xiao Jiao looked back and could still faintly hear the sobbing coming from that room.

After the riverside horn entered the house, the sobbing inside stopped abruptly, and the house became quiet.

Aunt Daying must be very sad right now; it would be good for Father to comfort her.

"Ah~"

Xiao Jiao sighed helplessly, then turned his head and continued to stare blankly at the distant mountains.

However, after being persuaded and comforted by the riverside horn, the little horn felt a little restless.