V2.C136

Under the immortal mode, the perception is fully open, and there is a breath of life gathering in the East.

"There, it feels like a village." Naruto opened his eyes and rushed in that direction.

His speed is extremely fast, with the approaching perception becoming more and more clear, it is about a village with a population of more than 100, which is not large.

"I can finally find out where I am." From the top of the tree, Naruto's face showed a smile. Then, however, his face became dignified.

"Murderous, what's going on?"

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It's very hot in August. The hot and dry sunshine can almost dry people.

This is one of the things villagers hate most, the summer disaster!

In this era, the city has not yet formed a scale, most of the people are scattered in the form of villages, and various countries are constantly contradicting each other.

However, the birth of six immortals a hundred years ago brought the true meaning of chakra. Not only did he save the world under the tyrannical ten tails, but also created the tolerance sect later, which preached the way of peace.

But That's the past. Now the world, once again ushered in the beginning of chaos.

More than ten years ago, the six immortals finally came to the end of their lives. He was inherited by his second son Asura. He thought that peace would last, but he didn't expect it was the beginning of the outbreak of chaos.

Dissatisfied with the decision, the eldest son of the six immortals broke away from the tolerance sect and declared war on his younger brother. A war began to fight for the inheritance of the six immortals.

Since then, Ren Zong has been divided into two parts.

But it has little to do with ordinary people. Whether it is the new rise of tolerance, or has been occupying the mainstream of history of the samurai, are too far away from them.

Because of the lack of strength, they do not have many ways to deal with samurai and tolerant people. Especially in this increasingly chaotic world, most villages lack the means of self-protection.

Either passively endure, or use food or money to invite some forbearance people and warriors to come to protect.

However, it is said that because of the division, the people of the tolerance sect have gradually been called ninjas, and the idea of preaching peace has gradually been replaced by killing.

Naturally, most villagers don't know about these things. They live at the bottom of the world and are working hard under the heat. In this weather, the grain should be harvested quickly, or it will be roasted to death by the damned sun.

They bent down to harvest rice in the fields. As long as the harvest is completed, there will be surplus grain this year. They can exchange things with the travelling merchants and wait for the nobles to collect the money.

"Well, hurry up. You can't work at this temperature in the afternoon. You have to wait until the evening. You can do more in the morning." A middle-aged man yelled and wiped a handful of sweat.

Bursts of cheering came, and the simple villagers worked harder.

According to later generations, it is a small village close to the border of the state of fire. It is a good location. You can go to the country of rain if you go northwest, and then go to the land country through there.

Naturally, neither the five great powers nor the rain country is the later name, and even the border is not the same.

But the village is still close to the main road of transportation, and the daily life is pretty good. Even in this sparsely populated era, we can live a well-off life with our own efforts. This is very rare in this era.

While the simple villagers were working hard together, there was a sharp whistling sound in the distant village. Then a half year old child came running, shouting: "here comes the bandit, the bandit is coming."

At the same time, the villagers were startled and threw down the ears of rice in their hands and rushed to the village with their sickles.

The so-called bandits, just as it literally means, refers to the wandering bandits. They are more harmful than mountain bandits. Wherever they go, they are often led by the defeated warriors in the battlefield. They are ruthless and ruthless. They kill people without blinking an eye. They are the most disgusting objects of the villagers.

"Asshole, why do we have bandits here?" Before the middle-aged people clenched their fists secretly. They had always been peaceful here. No matter whether it was the people of tolerance or the samurai, they rarely came.

Taking a deep breath, he lifted the sickle in his handle. Although he was nervous, he was not afraid.

In this era, even ordinary villagers have a strong breath, they all know how to protect themselves in this world.

They are not without resistance to the samurai and the people of the tolerance clan. Those people are not necessarily much better than them. According to experience, as long as they quietly go around behind with an axe, everyone will be killed.

As a result, there was a fierce conflict between the villagers and the bandits.

The sound of fighting came, the villagers kept retreating, blood confluence dyed the land of the village. This group of bandits came suddenly, and their strength was very strong, far beyond the imagination of the villagers. They almost had no strength to fight back.

This is a group of warriors, led by a senior warrior, equivalent to the tolerance of later generations.

This power has surpassed the imagination of ordinary people.

In fact, it is very difficult for people of this era to see a strong person of high-level tolerance clan or high-level samurai.Soon after, all the villagers were gathered together. The villagers looked at the gang of bandits with only a dozen members in silence, waiting for the trial in silence.

"Take away all that can be removed, smash all the things that can't be removed, come and dig a hole at the head of the village, and bury all the men and women over 40 years old alive when they leave." The leader of the bandit ordered.

The villagers trembled at the same time. Many people closed their eyes in despair. The middle-aged man clenched his hand, but did not have the courage to wave.

At this time, in the distant village head, a figure came slowly against the scorching sun. He was wearing a yellow coat different from that of this era, and there were lines representing immortals at the corner of his eyes. People thought of toad at the first sight.

Glancing around, Naruto grinned, "it seems that I haven't come too late. I just wanted to ask the way, but if I don't care, it won't become a fire shadow in the future."

"Boy, who are you?" Asked the leading high-ranking warrior, who felt disgust in his opponent, much like those who endure. ..

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