Chapter 2

The axe split the wood and made a "touch, bump" sound. The continuous sound did not stop at all. He helped up a piece of wood, and the axe blade slashed. The firewood on the wooden stake was neatly broken into four pieces. At the moment of falling, it was no longer cut and thrown randomly on the pile of firewood...

Five minutes? Perhaps shorter, the neat pile of firewood has been piled up in the corner of the yard. If you don’t cut it, gently twist your wrists. The axe rotates freely between your fingers, then slides through a gentle arc, and "bump" is nailed to the wooden stake that has experienced countless vicissitudes.[]

If you don't cut your head slightly, the gentle ice clouds have slightly blocked the sunlight that cannot feel the heat. The faint snowflakes swayed slightly and would slowly fall down at some point.

Silently stretched his palm in front of him. Except for the knife callus at the tiger's mouth that was not very rough, just using chakra slightly, this hand would become a weapon for killing. However, now even the amount of chakra used by a level A ninjutsu will affect the seals of countless vengeful spirits in the suppressed body.

I couldn't help but lower my head, and a trace of decline flashed in my pale yellow eyes. Even if I insisted on not using a large amount of chakra, at most three years, I would become the kind of waste that I could not even use a chakra. Haha, the power I once had in exchange for became the residual burden I want to protect now. This is probably retribution...

Close your eyes, the broken limbs and body were entangled with bloody odor, whether right or wrong, whether it is or not, children, old people, middle-aged people, girls, ugliness and beauty, whine under the dark beheading sword, only the resentment lingers on this body...

The first snowflake fell at some point. The coldness on the forehead awakened the immersion of memory. It shook its head again, forgetting the sealed memory, brushing away the whiteness stained on the hair, pulling it over the covered firewood that blocked the chopped, turning around and walking into the house...

Bai had already gotten up at some point, and his eyes were still slightly dark, and he was helping Grandma He serve food on the table. Zaibuzhan glanced at Bai blamelessly. Bai Huizhi had a submissive smile and a faint smile, which made Zaibuzhan unable to find an angry temper.

Grandma He wiped her hands on the scarf, wrinkles on her face, and said with a smile: "Peach, hurry, hurry, hurry, cold weather, eat some hot warmth..."

"Hey~" Aobu Bu responded, took the chopsticks handed over by Bai, closed them in front of his chest, and said softly: "I'm going to start..."

Old He asked in a nagging manner that Zaibuzhan Weiwei was uncomfortable, but Bai was a little bit full of lies about himself and Zaibuzhan Weiwei looked up and looked at the slight pink on Bai's face under the light. An inexplicable happiness quietly rose in his heart. Perhaps, this kind of life full of home is the most suitable for the gentle girl in front of him...

It would be better to leave the trivial matters after the meal to the woman. Zabuzhen looked at the old man who was having fun chatting with Bai, said hello, put on his coat, and went out to walk towards the center of the village.

The white snow covered the bear skin's hood. Zai Buzhan couldn't help but rub the cuffs of the coat slightly. The bear's fur was not as soft as imagined. The fine pins on the cuff made Zai Buzhan lose his mind...

This coat seemed to be sewn in the country of Snow for the first time after he escaped from the Land of Water with Bai. He was willful, he was angry, he was persistent, he was persistent in strength and possession. At that time, he probably wouldn't survive without the tolerance of this child. Haha, Leng Jun, who had endured enough politics, took off the disguise of the snake, wanted to become a dragon, but was no longer the leader of the Three Ninjas. The remaining one was only a snake in human skin, and once there was no white ghost, he was probably just a ghost, right?

The snow drifted freely, but could not penetrate the barrier of the coat. I just thought that the warmth of this bear fur coat only penetrated the layer of **, but could not penetrate the heart bound by the resentful spirit.

It was still a bit too early, and not many villagers were walking on the road. At the intersection not far away, several figures that were still fully mature were standing in the snow and waiting silently. The falling snow had already inlaid a layer of pale on the small figures.

Zabuzhan slowly pulled down his hood and said lightly: "Isn't it cold to come out so early..."

Neji, leaning against the corner of the wall, was slightly stunned, looking at Zabuzhan in front of him for no reason, while the head of the dark head, Mizunaki looked at Zabuzhan's eyes. The yellow ghost eyes did not have any emotion, and the warmth that was revealed in the cold was only somewhat understood by them who had followed Zabuzhan at first. The fire isolated in the ice would be extinguished after it burned out.

Zaibuzhan didn't care about the few people with different expressions and said lightly: "Since you have settled here, try not to reveal your own traces of being a ninja. Just maintain chakra's exercise before finding the training ground."

Zabuzhan gently knocked on the door of the village elder's room and asked about the situation around him. The village elder nagged and reminded the young people in front of him over and over again, occasionally boasting about his "heroic deeds" when he was young.

It is suitable for hunting in the snow forest in the south of the village. Don’t go to the forest in the east of the village. There are many ferocious beasts there. If you don’t cut the face and reflect the words of the old village, you will silently regard the forest in the east of the village as a training ground for the future. Since there is this warning, people in the village will rarely go to that kind of place.

Walking out of the old and warm house of the village, the snowflakes stained with the coat had already turned into water marks, and the brown bear velvet became wet. I glanced at the people who were waiting in the snow, and gently pulled my hats on my face, and said slowly: "Go to the south of the village, then turn to the east of the village..."

The footsteps stepped into the snow, and the squeaking sounds appeared. The figures of the five people slowly disappeared in the increasingly misty snow, leaving only the footprints that would not be cut by another person were buried in the snow...

A few pheasants rushed up the not-so-high branches and dodged their figures with some fear. Occasionally, a few snow rabbits rushed by the bushes, but they were still a little white in the white world. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even notice the shallow claw marks. Several cunning snow foxes had already poked their heads and didn't know that they were using the chicken rabbit as the target of eating.

If you don’t cut off, stop gently by the tree, stretch out your feet, gently knock the snow on the trunk that solidifies on the soles of the shoes. The trunks sway slightly, and the floating snow scattered decadently on the shoulders of several people...

Zabuzhan looked at the few little beasts in the forest, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. He used to want to obtain a powerful psychic beast, but the things that consumed a lot of chakra now are tantamount to him. He looked down at the snow stained by his boots. The cracked mouth became more bitter. Even the chakra that maintained this snowy place, he was too lazy to maintain...

Perhaps tired of this situation, I raised my footsteps and turned toward the forest east of the village as the old man said...

The same snow covers the same branches and trees, but it gives people a strange feeling. If the forest just now is full of vitality, the forest in front of people gives people a depressing silence.

If you don’t cut a few more times, jump over the top of the tree, gently drop your hat, let the wind and snow blow on your uncovered face, and look at the vast sea of ​​trees. For some reason, the dark and white depression made me feel a perfect match.

The edge of the forest is silent except for a few ants. It is just that insects that should not survive in the ice and snow can clearly emerge in perception, with a strange strangeness.

Zai Buzhan frowned slightly, and raised his foot to walk deep into the forest. It was not very far away. There was a breath that made me slightly interested.

As we slowly penetrated into the forest, the white world became more and more energetic. Unknown birds flew past the tall trees, and their thick feathers seemed to have become accustomed to this cold world. A elk looked alertly at the people entering the forest, pulled their hooves and rushed deeper.

After stopping, he slowly stopped and looked forward. A few giant trees fell to the ground decadently, forming a nest of some ugly creatures.

Zabuzhan turned his head slightly and said lightly: "Since you have just arrived here, don't rush to practice. Go around and see if there is any suitable place for cultivation. Don't go too far. If you encounter any problems, don't need to teach me again?"

The head of the dark head said "hi" and Mizunaki looked at Zabuzhan in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking, obviously didn't hear his words. Neji responded softly, pulled his white robe and walked deep into the forest. He couldn't help but turn slightly. Somehow, Abuzhan gave him a different feeling, not weak, but was just deliberately oppressing something. Neji looked deeply and then Wuzhan, and his figure disappeared into the white snow forest.

Zaibuzhan glanced at Shuinaikui who was still in a daze behind him, and asked lightly: "Do you have anything to do, Shuinaikui?"

The girl who was reminded came back to her senses, "Ah? Oh..." The cat-like eyes were slightly dim. The light blue and white-decorated girl turned around and wanted to walk. Zabuzhan suddenly said, "If you have nothing to do, come and help me, Shui Naikui..."

After the sword, he slowly pulled open a few psychic scrolls, and dozens of ninja instruments of different shapes were inserted into the snow. The white on the tip of the dark blade's back told their sharpness.

Aibushou pulled out a slender chain from the ninja bag, slowly linking the two long and short blades together. The pale yellow eyes slightly converged, and the cold words slowly spit out: "Help me pull out the bear in there, Mizunaki..."

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