Due to the war in the ninja world, there were almost no ninjas in the village except for the necessary guardian ninjas and fog ninjas assassination troops. I took the thick morning mist and carried a lot of food and ninjas to climb out of the south wall and headed straight to the forest in the south, preparing to find a place with water to start training. In this place with blood mist, without strength is the greatest sin. The Land of Water is a watery place. In less than an hour, I found a small stream and looked at the environment. There were not too dense trees around me. There were cheerful fish swims occasionally in the stream. I touched my eyebrows without eyebrows, and practiced here.

I know very little about the so-called practice, which is what Kakashi fiddled with. I originally thought it was very simple. When the great ghost man fell from a tree trunk less than five meters, I deeply cursed the young strong men who climbed to the top. The pain of climbing trees passed quickly. Naruto took seven days to the tail of the thousand-year crane, but the legendary ghost man took thirteen days. Fortunately, the water flowed behind me gave me some comfort, which only took seven days. Now, I have to start practicing silent murder. In my opinion, the ninja in Naruto is not a qualified ninja, or at least not a qualified assassin. Therefore, for silent murder, "Assassin's Creed" is my best teacher now. I tied the shuriken I got from my father and hanged it one by one on the branches, and hung a large piece of it in a mess. More than 100 shurikens that my father eliminated were densely hung.

, like a spider web, surrounding me in the center. I roughly recorded the positions of some shurikens, hit Shuriken with stones, then closed my eyes, listened to the sound, blocked them with kunai, and knocked away the stinging shurikens. Time passed quickly, and when I returned home and replenished food seven times, I could accurately knock out the twelve shurikens from all directions. Before I knew it, seven months have passed. I walked to the stream and took off my shirt.

Looking at the slightly bulging muscles and the scattered and invisible slight scrubs of Shuriken, I couldn't help but feel like crying when I saw my slightly gloomy face. I had never even killed a chicken in my previous life. Here, whether it was the cute little white rabbit, the honest little bear, or the slightly old wild dog, they all became my food. Perhaps, I vomited when I killed the first rabbit, but when my hands were stained with blood, my heart gradually became cold.

I bit my lip, dispelled the messy memories in my mind, stroked my hair, and thought: "It's time to go home. Today is August 15th. My birthday. That guy should be back, right?" A smile mark broke at some point, but his sharp teeth were a little hideous. I packed up my belongings and rushed towards the village.

When I walked to the village gate, I remembered that I had sneaked out and there was no evidence of entry and exit. I was about to turn around, but the Zhongren who was guarding the door shouted and asked, "Are you from Taodi's family?" (The Taodi family has no eyebrows), I was stunned and said, "Yes, my name is Taodi, I won't cut it anymore." An ominous premonition filled my heart like fog. Zhongren who was guarding the door lowered his head, made a way out, and sighed softly, "Go home, Jing is back home again." I listened to this unusual tone and rushed home. Looking at the dilapidated courtyard, I couldn't help but speed up and opened the door tremblingly. A rotten smell filled the hall. A newly made coffin was displayed, rotten.

The smell didn't bring me anything. I walked towards the coffin step by step, uncovered the unsealed coffin. The richness of the rotten stench made me unable to stop retching. Looking at the broken corpse in the coffin, the familiar and twisted face, a torn pain penetrated from the top of my head, torn, twisted, hatred mixed with grief and anger rolled in my mind, and a drop of wetness came from the back of my hand. I looked at the back of my hand. I cried. A stream of tears slid down my cheeks, and the heart-wrenching pain made me cry: "Wooah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

In the slightly dim hall, the young body lying on the coffin was bitten by the darkness. The shadow underneath her was constantly twisting, tearing the immature body. As the body twitched, a ghost face poked out from the body and floated on the ground. A trace of helplessness and tricking appeared on the corner of her mouth...

The sun was about to set, and I gradually woke up, and a soreness came from my whole body. I accidentally swept the ground and saw the ghost-like shadow. A trace of helplessness appeared on the corner of my mouth, "A ghost man? Or is this fate..." I covered my father's coffin, sealed the coffin with four kunai, moved the coffin to the house, and began to dig out the tomb with kunai... At some point, the moon had already hung on the sky. I put down the kunai, which was full of soil, looked at the tunnel that was large enough, and smiled bitterly

, shook his sore arms and moved the coffin in. I pushed the floating soil and buried the man called Jing You. His carefree personality, exaggerated smile, and powerful hugs, and the stubborn stubble appeared in front of me again and again... The last handful of floating soil covered the raised soil bag. I squatted on the ground and laughed. I didn't know whether I was laughing at myself or mocking the fate of being played with. No one noticed that the ghost under me also cracked the corners of my hideous mouth.

The next day, I found a wooden box on the table in the main hall. I opened the wooden box and there was a lot of money inside. There was also a death pleasing notice. The ninja school admission notice was written at the bottom of the notice. I counted the banknotes and thought about the system of the fog ninja. There was no subsidy for the fog ninja. If a ninja died, he would pay the pleasing money in one lump, middle, and lower ninjas. The families who received the money had to settle their lives. I counted the banknotes, and a total of 1.2 million yuan, which seemed to be a lot, but in fact it was only enough for me to eat for three or four years. A kunai was one thousand taels, and a barbecue would cost three or four thousand yuan. I can only say that

The money in it was too watery. I curled up in the corner of the wall with a wooden box in my arms, looking at the ghost under my feet, and I couldn't help but feel sad. I took out 100,000 yuan, hid the remaining money, and walked out the door. Along the way, many people pointed at this shadow, and mocked and laughed in my ears from time to time. Looking at the faces of passers-by, I couldn't help but feel resentment in my heart. Finally, I got to the ninja store, quickly bought 10 kilograms of weight, 200 shurikens, and 20 kunai. I moved the ninja and ran home quickly. I threw myself and the ninja from the bed, and my mind kept coming to my mind with the ridiculous and disgusted faces of passers-by on the road, and with the heart

Resentment was stacked up, and I began to fantasize about the scene where I became a ghost man and beheaded them one by one with a beheading knife. There was a noise outside the window. I lay on the window and saw that it was Ninja School that was over. I closed my eyes and listened to their conversation. "Dad, I graduated in three months. I heard that I would kill my companion." "Oh, son, you have to listen to me, pretend that I can't bear it first, and kill him quickly when the other party can't bear it." "I know, Dad..." Hehe, it turns out that I'm going to graduate. I listened to the way of killing taught to my children by parents, and a trace of irony appeared on my lips.

I walked out the door and secretly asked about their graduation time. The uncle in the ninja shop told me it was November 22nd. After getting the news I wanted, I walked home, curled up on the bed, and thought to myself: "A ghost man? Even if I dedicate my soul to the God of the Underworld and use my heart to cold with blood, I will get the power full of sin. Three months, three months, let you hundreds of sacred ninjas become the sacrifices for the birth of ghost man..." Is the heart? Because it is not wide, maybe it has been twisted since the previous world? Without the constraints of the previous life, how dark will the depraved heart be?

For three months, I did not go outside the village to practice. During the day, I forced myself to adapt to the 14 kilogram load, constantly throwing kuna shuriken, strengthening accuracy and penetration, constantly kicking and hitting tree stumps, strengthening my physical fitness, constantly making seals, and speeding up the release of my ninjutsu. The resentment in my heart supports my madness.

In the dark, I climbed out of the house and searched for every wild dog on the street, using them as the target of assassination. The dogs had extremely keen sense of smell and hearing. In the first week, before I got close to the dog, they either barked at me or fled with their tails. I tried to slow down and attached chakra to my feet to make a light sound, which was very effective. As the days passed, the distance between me approaching the dog was getting closer and closer. I learned to use chakra to conceal my scent, suppress my heartbeat, and with my ability to hold my breath, I covered my breathing. On the 43rd day, I finally approached and stabbed a sick old dog to death. On the 50th day, I killed the second dog, but this dog became stronger. In the next ten days

, I killed 32 wild dogs in the village one after another, and most of the wild dogs in the village were killed by me, but my "silent dog killing technique" has become perfect and no longer has to harm the dog. My body gradually adapted to the 14 kilogram load, and both strength and speed have increased a lot. For the rest of the days, I continued to consolidate my progress. I caught many bats, locked myself and the bats in the house, and tried hard to kill the bats. Unconsciously, tomorrow is the day for ninja school graduation. I did not train today, and checked my ninja tools over and over again at home. Looking at the handful of Kuwa and Shurikens with cold light, my body couldn't help but tremble. Is it excited, scared, or a twisted heart shaking? Perhaps all three...

Tomorrow morning? Haha, I almost smelled the bloody fragrance in the vast white mist. I couldn't control my excitement and kept rubbing the sharp teeth of my mouth. My heart was beating vigorously, emitting a desire for tomorrow. I knew that the evil ghosts in my heart had grown up and I was powerless to stop it. Perhaps, I didn't think about stopping it, because I just wanted to see what kind of power the soul that fell to the bottom of the abyss would eventually get.
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