The Steady King of Konoha

The footsteps were quite strange, they sounded hurried and occasionally mixed with stumbling sounds. It was obvious that the person who came was seriously injured.

Ye Shan narrowed his eyes, and the Seal Jutsu in his hand quietly changed into the Thunder Release Ninjutsu. He made up his mind that the person coming was not a spy who came to contact him, so he killed him with one strike, and then left this place of right and wrong.

It was already past the zenith of the moon, and there was a hint of bright white on the horizon. It would be bright soon. The spy who had met as agreed has not shown up yet. I am afraid there was an accident. In addition, he looked hurriedly as if he was searching.

Some kind of sand ninja, Hayama guessed that something terrible must have happened. At this juncture, he did not want to become the target of the sand ninja to vent his anger.

Gradually, the sound of footsteps became clearer, and at the same time, the sound of liquid dripping on the sand reached Ye Shan's ears, which made him look solemn and did not dare to be careless at all.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, a female ninja about thirty years old soon appeared in Hayama's sight. She was wearing a gray uniform vest, with a white cloth strip wrapped around her head, and short shoulder-length hair. She looked heroic.

, but the current condition is really embarrassing. Not only is the vest covered with blood, but there is also a finger-thick wound through the body on the abdomen, which is obviously injured by the wind escape ninjutsu.

This ninja seemed to have exhausted all her strength while running here. She collapsed on the sand and hurriedly took out a small porcelain bottle from her ninja tool bag in an attempt to stop the bleeding. However, her approach was doomed to be in vain.

Penetrating injuries cannot be treated with healing drugs.

Ye Shan squatted in the dark, quietly observed for tens of seconds, and then decided to test it at the risk of being exposed: "One, two, three, four, five."

The hoarse voice floated out in the night, interrupting Suna Ninja's attempts to heal her wounds. A deep joy appeared on her face painted with purple stripes, and she immediately reported the secret signal.

"Go up the mountain and hunt tigers."

Ye Shan no longer hesitated and walked out of the darkness, but still holding the seal on his hand. His whole body was shrouded in a black cloak, and his face could not be seen at all: "You are late, please give me an explanation."

"There was an accident in the village and all exits were temporarily closed. Is this an acceptable reason?"

The sand ninja frowned his delicate eyebrows and tried his best to endure the pain and said: "This is not the place to talk. Enemies who are good at tracking will soon pursue me. You take me away, as far away as possible."

Hayama's eyes hidden under the cloak were slightly narrowed, and he carefully looked at the Sand Ninja who was slumped on the ground. After thinking for a while, he used the metallic chakra to cover every inch of skin on his body, walked over and helped her up, and then instantly

body disappears.

Even though Suna Ninja accurately told the connection code, she still had not gained Hayama's trust, so it was always right to be careful.

Under a small sand dune about ten kilometers away from Sunagakure Village, Hayama appeared here supporting the Suna Ninja. He let go of his hands and allowed the Suna Ninja to continue to lie limply on the ground. He cautiously distanced himself and asked: "Come out."

What happened?"

The Sand Ninja ignored Hayama, took off the cloth strip wrapped around his head and wrapped it around his abdomen, still trying to stop the flow of blood, but soon the white cloth strip was soaked in blood and turned scarlet.

Hayama watched the Suna Ninja's self-rescue with cold eyes, and felt regretful in his heart. This kind of penetrating wound had already damaged the internal organs. Even if he was sent to the hospital now, the hope of survival was very slim, let alone such a simple bandage.

Suna Ninja's death became a foregone conclusion, which only took a few minutes.

Sure enough, the massive blood loss caused the sand ninja's face to gradually turn pale, and his body curled up unconsciously, shaking visibly to the naked eye. This was the result of skeletal muscles shaking to create heat when the body's heat was insufficient. Hayama had seen it many times, and every time

It's always a scene of imminent death, and tonight is no exception.

As if he knew his end, the look in the eyes of the Suna ninja dimmed a lot, and he immediately cheered up and said, "Are you a ninja sent by Konoha to contact us?"

Hayama opened the hood covering his head, revealing his face and the Konoha forehead protector worn on his forehead: "I am Baiyun Hayama, if you have anything, just tell me."

"Hayama-sama?"

The light green eyes of the sand ninja burst out with light, and it was obvious that he was no stranger to Hayama: "My lord actually came here in person. It seems that the information Kuro and the others worked so hard to get can be successfully passed back to the village."

"What's your name?"

"Name? How does a spy have the right to have a name? Just call me Nightingale. I am Nightingale, who belongs to the fourth team of the third ANBU team directly under the Hokage. I was ordered to lurk in Sunagakure Village. It is now the twenty-first year."

Hayama was surprised. He didn't expect that the sand ninja in front of him had been lurking for so long despite his young age. When he thought about it carefully, he was relieved. You must know that each ninja village has extremely strict defense against spies, and it is impossible for a ninja who joined the village midway to get it.

Importantly, only native-born ninjas can be trusted. This is also the main reason why the number of traitors in the ninja world remains high.

"Nightingale, I think you already know that your death is inevitable. I hope you can tell the information this morning."

Hayama's words were very impersonal, but there was nothing I could do about it. Ninjas were never a profession of tenderness. Instead of pretending to pity the other party, it was better to seize the time and get the information.

A trace of fear flashed across the pale face of the Sand Ninja, Nightingale, and she held her chest with both hands. The continuous blood loss made her a little confused, and her speech became intermittent.

Before, she relied entirely on the persistence in her heart to escape from Sand Hidden Village, but now after seeing Hayama, her heart was broken. Her vitality was rapidly passing away from her young body, and she had already reached her final moments.

"Sunagakure Village...the Third Kazekage...lost his whereabouts."

The vague words were caught by Hayama, who was highly concentrated. He shook suddenly and asked hurriedly: "Why did you disappear?"

The supreme leader of a village suddenly disappeared. No wonder the group of sand ninjas were anxious. Everything had a reasonable explanation. Hayama abandoned his purpose of coming to the sand hidden village. Naturally, a mere ungrown scorpion cannot compete with the third generation of wind.

If what Nightingale said is true, no matter how important Hayama's mission is, his mission is to send information back to Konoha Village.

"According to our...confirmation, it was Scorpion who killed the Third Kazekage..."

It was very laborious to say these words, and the night wind seemed to blow away the vitality from the nightingale, making her lips turn pale and her feet twitching on the sand.

Hayama keenly grasped the key points of Nightingale's words. We mean that all the spies lurking in Sunagakure Village may have been wiped out. After all, only Nightingale escaped.

He knelt down, took out a small flashlight, opened the woman's half-closed eyelids, and found that her pupils had dilated, and she was obviously exhausted.

Ye Shan gritted his teeth and grabbed Nightingale's cold right hand, inputting the few wood attribute chakra in his body into the opponent's body. He wanted to know more information, Nightingale couldn't die yet.

Why did Scorpion kill the third Kazekage? Who is the next Kazekage? Will the Third Ninja War break out immediately? This information is extremely important to Konoha, so Nightingale cannot die yet.

As the wood attribute chakra circulated in Nightingale's body, her face turned red, and her undetectable heartbeat became sonorous and powerful. Life briefly appeared on this necrotic body. However, Hayama's face turned pale.

In a short period of time, he lost a full year of his life!

Nightingale obviously noticed something strange. She broke away from Hayama's hand holding hers, her chest rose and fell slightly, and she said with great effort: "My lord, you don't have to be like this. Nightingale had realized the outcome of tonight as early as twenty years ago when she stepped into Sand Hidden Village."

"The day before yesterday, the Kazekage suddenly announced that he needed to retreat and ordered no one to disturb him. The ninjas in the village didn't pay attention. It wasn't until this afternoon that the ANBU directly under the Kazekage noticed something strange."

"There were no traces of fighting in the Kazekage's retreat, but the Kazekage mysteriously disappeared. Chiyo immediately ordered the village to be sealed off. Kuro noticed something was wrong and took the risk to gather seven of us, planning to break out from the agreed place. Unexpectedly, we

I met Scorpion there."

"I don't want to say more about the battle. In short, except for me, the other six people were killed by Scorpion, and the puppet he used was the missing Third Kazekage!"

At this point, the wood-type chakra seemed to have exhausted its power, and Nightingale's face turned as pale as paper again, her eyes were half-closed, and her breathing was low and inaudible.

Ye Shan was silent, sighing in his heart, and stretched out his right hand to touch Nightingale's eyes, about to send him off for the last journey.

But at this moment, Nightingale's breathing became rapid, and she got the strength from nowhere to grab Ye Shan's hand, with large areas of flushing appearing on her face.

Ye Shan knew that this was a flashback before death, so he hurriedly asked: "Is there anyone you care about?"

At the last moment of the other party, Ye Shan did not choose to ask her about the intelligence, but asked her what she still worried about, because there was still a trace of humanity in his heart, and he could not be as cold as iron after all.

"Hayama-sama...does everything we...do...make sense?"

Nightingale's eyes were beautiful, like emeralds, and now they were filled with a look of deep anticipation of being recognized.

"Yes!" Hayama said resolutely: "Konoha will obtain extremely valuable information because of your sacrifice. You are excellent successors to the Will of Fire and great heroes of the Fire Country!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Nightingale's lips, and the hand holding Ye Shan lost strength and fell to the ground. Her eyes were wide open, staring at the stars that were about to disappear in the night sky.

"That's good...that's good...I'm so cold, has winter arrived...so cold, so cold..."

"I seem to smell the smell of seven-color meatballs..."

These were the last words left in the world by Nightingale who had been lurking in Sand Hidden Village for twenty-one years. The reluctance and attachment contained in it made Hayama's heart throb violently, and the sadness still surged up.

Born in front of the ninja.

Hayama has always believed that the will of fire should not be defined by words, it should be as free as the wind. Tonight's nightingale confirms his idea.

Spying is a dangerous profession. It requires ninjas to live in fear all the time but have to look normal. It requires ninjas to betray their companions and the village they live with day and night. It even requires ninjas to change their living habits that are engraved in their bones. Not for those with great perseverance.

Incompetent.

Yeshan slowly closed Nightingale's eyes that had lost their vitality. Before he could take out the scroll and put away her cold body, a green flame ignited from her abdomen, bursting out as soon as it appeared, and swallowed Nightingale mercilessly.

The only proof left in the world.

The Anbu's rule is not to leave a body behind after death, so Nightingale left the spell on the surface of the body early, preparing to die at any time.

Hayama's right hand was wrapped in orange flames. In the green flames, he took off the ninja tool bag that Nightingale hung on his waist. He wanted to preserve the evidence that the other party had survived. He didn't care even if it was a cold ninja tool. At least the tomb would not be empty.

of.

Hayama took out a worn notebook from the Nightingale Ninja Tool Bag, and flipped through it under the moonlight, and the sadness in his heart immediately became stronger.

This notebook records all trivial things, such as what the weather is like today, what are the results of today's cultivation, where is the delicious food, etc. However, there is a withered lily in the middle of the notebook, sandwiched between the pan.

The yellow paper is extremely glaring.

Sunagakure Village is located in the desert, and it is extremely difficult to feed the village's large population. Naturally, it will not be interested in planting lilies, so this withered lily comes from Konoha Village. It is the codename of countless Nightingales.

My only thought day and night.

It's a pity that these lilies have long been withered and dilapidated, just like the nightingale's identity, which has long been changed beyond recognition.

Recalling that the other party did not think about her relatives or mention anything she cared about before she died, it was obvious that she was truly alone.

Hayama never thought that a lily could become a ninja's dream, and he never thought that a bunch of colorful meatballs sold everywhere in Konoha would become a ninja's last food.

He stared at the ashes left on the sand with a stern face, stood up slowly, put the notebook solemnly in his arms, turned his head and looked at an inconspicuous place.

"Do you want to get out on your own or should I blast you out?"

Ye Shan's voice was cold, which meant that he was in a very bad mood, so bad that he wanted to vent.

The death of a ninja is often accompanied by sadness and pain. Hayama originally thought that his heart had become hardened, but unexpectedly, a string of meatballs and a lily broke through the defense.

Everyone is destined to die, either heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather. Hayama believed that Danzo Shimura's death was lighter than a feather and Nightingale's death was heavier than Mount Tai, although most ninjas in the village held different views.

He believed that the seven Nightingale spies should not be the only ones who would die tonight. This would be too lonely, so he decided to kill the ninja who dared to touch him. Even if the King of Heaven came, he would not be able to stop him.

The ninja world seemed to have forgotten about him, Shirayun Hayama, killing Yagura. He was very unhappy and felt that he had been slighted.