Qi Mu Shuomao is dead.
He gave up the task because he saved the lives of his companions, and finally caused great losses to the village.
He was despised by his companions, by senior officials, by the village, and even accused... The man with half of the Huoying Robe finally chose to die in his own home.
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It's all dog shit.
Qimukakasi looked at the mourners with a stiff expression. At the age of six, he could not think too deeply, but he could clearly understand the pain of Shuo Mao before his death.
Dad, what did he do wrong?
"Kakashi, please accept my condolences."
"Everyone feels sorry about your father."
"If you two have any difficulties in life, you can come to me."
Nod stiffly, smile, see off. A series of processes have exhausted Kakashi. But even so, he still has to maintain this "reserve".
Because he is the only successor of Qimu Family.
When the whole hall was empty, it was already late at night. Kakashi, who was dressed in plain clothes, was tired of sorting things out until he saw another thin figure returning, and his frown eased a little.
"Bai Yi, you have worked hard today."
He has white hair that is unique to Qimu Family. The teenager has five facial features that are very similar to Kakashi's.
The softer lines and long hair tied into a ponytail make him look more slender and neutral.
The flag wood is white.
As Kakashi's twin brother, he is also six years old now. Hanging on his waist is the relic of Shuo Mao's short knife, and wearing a loose robe, he looks as haggard as he is.
"No, brother Ni, it's really hard. I've been busy here today, haven't I had a rest?"
Although he is the same age as Kakashi, Qimubaiyi is another person inside.
He was born with Kakashi, and after six years of precipitation and adaptation, he has become accustomed to the identity of Qimubaiyi.
The two brothers looked at each other for a moment, and finally sat in front of the courtyard of Qimu's home.
The moonlight is sparse and cold.
"I remember when I sat here last time, my father told me that... we should learn the family handed swordsmanship and not lose the prestige of Qimu Family."
"Well, I heard that too."
"I always think it was just yesterday."
He reluctantly opened his mouth. Kakashi wanted to say something, but the words that came to his mouth were all deformed, and finally were rolled into a plain statement.
"Bai Yi, when the funeral is over, I will apply to graduate from school."
Bai Yi calmly asked, holding the relics of the flag Mu Shuo Mao in his arms.
"Why?"
"I want to prove that even without the white teeth and leaves of wood, the Qimu Family has not declined. I will not let anyone look down on us, even Huoying."
"Then I also..."
"Bai Yi, you can't do it. You must continue to study in school."
Kakashi seldom interrupted his brother, but this time it was different.
He looked up at Qimubai and stared at him. His eyes and eyebrows stretched for a moment, revealing his first smile since Qimushuo Mao committed suicide.
"Bai Yi, you can't wake up to Chakra's attribute, but I can. This means that you can only exercise yourself through physical skill... Just like that fool of Maitkai, you need time to settle down, so you can not be too anxious."
"Now it is a time of constant friction with Yunyin Village. Maybe it will turn into a war of tolerance in the future. I will make preparations in advance to help you explore the way."
"That's why my father left the knife for you... The Qimu Family's swordsmanship must be passed on to you. You are the future owner of the family."
"Don't think too much. As your eldest brother, this is what I should do."
Qimubaiyi wanted to explain something, but Kakasi had already stood up straight and told him.
"Go to bed early. Maybe from tomorrow, I won't be able to go home often."
Looking at Kakashi's back, Qimu blinked and finally shouted.
"Brother, have you ever thought that the death of my father might be the same as that of the village..."
"Bai Yi!"
Kakashi stood still and said without looking back.
"Dad is no longer here, but we have to continue to live. Don't talk about such things again."
Looking at Kakashi's back, Qimu lowered his head and sighed.
"Just don't mention it now..."
With half of Huoying's sleeve robe, Sanren must be in awe of three thirds of the white teeth of Muye. His reputation is absolutely enough to compete for the position of the fourth generation of Huoying. However, such a powerful person did not die on the battlefield, but was forced to die by rumors from his village.
Qimu Baiyi's right hand is rubbing the relics of Shuomao, and Baiyi's eyes are slightly condensed.
A sarcastic smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.
"To be blamed by my companions and spurned by the village is the end of all my hard work."
Heroes can die in battle, but they must not die so miserably. At least... Qimu Shuomao, who has paid everything for the village and even his family has become dim, should never!
Qimubai clenched his fist, and the scabbard in his hand trembled slightly, indicating that the boy was unwilling.
He really has no talent in Chakra's attributes, and he can't use the Five Elements Dunning Technique, which is a shortcoming that cannot be ignored.
And his body is also more sick than ordinary ninjas. He often got sick when he was young, but now he can only say that he is getting better.
But for Qimubaiyi, he has a different way out.
The boy slowly closed his eyes and sank his thoughts.
In the space of consciousness, Qimubaiyi sees a spacious and bright hall.
Countless and inexhaustible long swords are suspended in the air, emitting ferocious white light, which looks terrible. And Qimubai was standing under the stage, looking up at this powerful weapon.
This is the ability of Qimubaiyi to awaken, which is called the consciousness space of "soul chopping sword hall".
All the soul chopping knives that appeared in the god of death appeared in this hall, suspended in the air.
Feeling the strong sense of resistance from above, Qi Mubaiyi was not surprised - after all, the soul chopping knife is the shape of the soul, and everyone who comes here at this moment also has the wisdom that matches it.
"Here I am again."
Before the words fell, bursts of ironic laughter came from all directions.
"We won't serve a kid who can't hold a knife firmly."
Most of these swords are disdainful to contact this kid, and it is not difficult to see that if you want to tame these recalcitrant guys... Qimubaiyi needs more powerful power.
In the past six years, Qimubai has not received any recognition, and I thought that today is the result of no change.
Just before he was about to leave, a cold voice came from above with an indescribable sense of seriousness.
"Wait..."
When Qimubai looked up, he caught a glimpse of a slender blade emitting bright white light.
"Hey, are you going to help this kid who doesn't have all the hair?"
"No personal preference, this is moral."
In the hall, a figure with white light suddenly appeared. He walked slowly towards Qimubai, his armor was bright, and he wore a ferocious ghost mask.
Click, click
When the helmets were worn, the ghost faced man walked forward slowly and looked down at the white flag in front of him.
"Your father died at his own hands, and now the family is in decline. After witnessing the darkness of the world, are you willing to stick to the real morality?"
"What is true morality?"
"No matter when and where, the justice and rules in the heart are indelible... an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth."
Qimubai suddenly smiled. He looked at the man in front of him and murmured as if talking to himself.
"So far, what can I not lose?"
The boy looked up and smiled at the man with the ghost face.
"I will stick to the morality in my heart, so... give me strength."
"Noah."
The ghost faced man half knelt on the ground, his right hand extended forward, and finally stuck to the forehead of Baiyi, the flag wood.
"My name is Qianben Sakura. It's the leader of the Liufan team of the Soul Protecting Hall in the Soul World. It's rotten wood and white. Now let me lend it to you. Don't lose your mind."
The ghost face man disappeared, and the hot white light replaced him was dazzling. It flows and turns in the hands of Qimubai, and finally condenses into something.
A slender samurai sword appears in the hands of Qimu Baiyi.
Compared with the ninja's knife, it is thicker and longer. The streamlined blade is shining in bursts, reflecting pure micro light like moonlight.
Compared with the knives used by ordinary people, this kind of knife is more like a collection, which makes Qimubaiyi look straight.
"Hey, you've got the guy's approval. Don't you plan to leave yet?"
The voice of urging came, and the white flag nodded slightly, got up and saluted to the hanging blades.
"Then I'll leave first."
Consciousness sinks and body disappears.
As Qimu Baiyi retreated, a rustle of dialogue came from the sword hall.
"Hum, it was clearly agreed not to help the kid, and Qian Benying didn't obey our agreement!"
"That kind of agreement has no meaning at all, let alone we have observed him for six years, and we should have a good idea of his character."
"Ba Qianliu thinks Yijiang is very cute!"
"Oh, if Qianben Sakura didn't stand out just now, I would like to have a try."
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Ninja Academy.
As soon as Qimubai walked into the room, the noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.
"Here comes the guy..."
"Tut, does the traitor's son have the face to continue his lessons in school?"
"Hey, keep your voice down, that guy is staring at me..."
Although the high-level officials said that they would try not to spread the news of Qi Mu Shuomao's death.
But I don't know why, but one day, even the mother-in-law who cleans the college has known the news... What's the misunderstanding here?
"Bai Yi!"
Hearing someone calling his name, Qimubai looked up and saw a boy in blue with goggles waving to himself.
"Here and here!"
Yu Zhibo and Tu, this guy is in the same class with Bai, and the relationship between them is more like bowing head and not looking up.
"Have you heard that Kakashi is going to quit school? Is he stimulated? Bai Yi, hurry up and persuade... Ouch!"
I saw a slender arm stretched out behind me, pulling the head with soil was a hard knock.
"It's rude of you to say these things when others have just finished their housework!"
Nohara Lin showed half her face from behind Dai Tu, and now she was also full of the word "worry".
"But then, is Kakashi really all right?"
"Well, my eldest brother has always had this temper, and you know it."
"I knew that guy would not be so vulnerable."
Dai Tu put his legs on the desk and deliberately made a careless appearance. But the expression of glancing at this side from time to time at that time was really a little revealing.
"With dirt, put your feet down when class is about to begin, or the teacher will be scolded when he sees it."
"No! Anyway, the teacher in this class has always looked down on me. It's good to block him up."
Looking at the two people who kept bickering beside him, Qimubai's stiff face trembled slightly, and finally showed a faint smile.
"Thank you..."
In addition to Kakashi, who has dropped out of school, the four people who have come together are the closest.
Perhaps influenced by the original works he saw in his previous life, Bai Yi's expression of looking at Yu Zhibo with earth is always strange.
However, to this day, he is used to being a fool who likes to play tricks all day long. As Kakashi said in the original book, he was just a simple off-line fool before the great change.
"By the way, Bai Yi, you didn't come to class yesterday. I have already made notes in advance. You can take them and review them carefully. You can't drop too much in the exam later."
Nohara Lin pushed her pink hand account to Bai Yi's face. The boy was slightly stunned, and turned to look, just in time to see the reddish cheeks of the other side.
"It was also reserved for Kakashi, but if he had already dropped out of school, there would be no way..."
Yu Zhibo and Tu watched and shouted.
"Ah! How cunning! Why don't you ever lend me your notes!"
"Your grades are always counted down, right? If you do too well in the exam suddenly, the teacher will suspect you of cheating."
Watching the two noisy people get along for several years, Qimubaiyi has already been used to the current way of communication.
Unconsciously, he tightened the white tooth relics hanging tightly at his waist.
Kakashi is not the only thing to be protected.
Before long, the teacher came to the classroom. After briefly explaining the fact that Kakashi dropped out of school, Nakhon, wearing a vest, called the roll and soon started the class.
It should be said or not, it is worthy of being a second-line ninja who retired from the battlefield, and has completely achieved the ultimate in the aspect of fickleness.
"That's all for today's cultural lesson. In addition, although it's not official news, I have to say hello to you in advance."
Zhongren, the teacher, suddenly looked serious. He stood upright on the platform, his scar on his face moving like a green worm, and finally said slowly.
"Late last night, Yunyin Village officially declared war on Muye. Although we haven't discussed the result yet, from the current situation... we may fight with Yunyin Village."
Warfare.
For Qimubaiyi, a group of ten year old students, this word is too strange.
Looking at the confused faces under the stage, Zhongren could not help feeling a little depressed - is it really wise to send these young lives to the battlefield.
Just soon, he adjusted his form.
"To sum up, because of the unilateral declaration of war by Yunyin Village, the village will break off relations with Yunyin Village from today. You should remember to report suspicious people in time when you see them."
At the end of the culture class, people came out of the classroom to the playground and began to prepare for the practice class.
"Draw lots as usual, and practice in pairs. I won't emphasize the precautions."
"In addition, some Shangren will also watch your performance today. I also put some 'colored eggs' in it, so you can work hard and don't lose face of the school."
After all, ninjas are individuals who exist to complete their tasks. Compared with culture classes, the use of ninja is the most important. Bai Yi sees a large number of teachers watching today, especially a young man in vest who is talking with a red haired ninja.
Wave wind and water gate, as well as vortex nine sinai.
The two seemed to be whispering to each other. Qimubaiyi was surprised to see him there.
Both of them are at war with Yunyin Village. How come these two guys still have time to hang out here... But then again, I didn't expect that the relationship between them has not been determined yet. It seems that beyond the plot, with the passage of time, many things are gradually changing and shaping.
"There are a lot of people. Maybe we want to see the results of our study."
Yu Zhibo and Tu went forward to draw lots, and Bai Yi and Ye Yuanlin followed closely. After taking it back, the three people gathered together to open the contrast, and finally they were relieved.
"Fortunately, we didn't get together into one group."
It can be said that everyone is happy that she doesn't have to fight with her companions, but Nohara Lin is also worried about Bai Yi's strength.
"It doesn't matter to me, but Bai Yi will easily suffer if he draws others."
Ninjutsu is zero, and physical skill is weak. If you play at this level, you will suffer a lot.
Looking at the two men's eyes, Qimubai lifted the knife at his waist and smiled back.
"It doesn't matter to me."
Just yesterday, earth shaking changes had taken place in him.
"After all, Bai Yi, you are No. 2, right? That's the first scene."
"Who is the opponent?"
Everyone looked up and looked around, but suddenly they heard the teacher on the stage open the paper label in his right hand and shouted loudly.
"Scene one, number one to number two."
"The number one is in my hands, and the object is to choose any one of the people on the scene. Don't feel unfair. It is absolutely an unforgettable experience to keep up with the fight without sacrificing your life."
So
"Who's number two?"
"It's me."
Without any hesitation, Qimubai stood up. He ignored the persuasion of Dai Tu and Lin, and went straight to the empty field.
The young man slanted his sabre across his waist, and his expression was normal. The white hair tied up high falls a little, but it highlights its indifference.
He stood on the opposite side of the examiner, saluted respectfully and said softly.
"Candidate No. 2, Qimubaiyi."
After presenting his name, there was an uproar.
"The second child of the Qimu Family? That's really bad..."
"Compared with his eldest brother, he really looks a little too useless."
"It's too humiliating to let him play. I'd better hurry up and change someone."
Yu Zhibo obviously clenched his fists with Tu. The impulsive teenager couldn't stand such an unreasonable insult. Thanks to Nohara Lin, she secretly grabbed Dai Tu, so as not to make trouble on the spot.
Not only some students who get along with each other day and night, but also the teacher who invigilates the exam showed a embarrassed expression. Finally, he shook his head slightly and said helplessly.
"Qimu Baiyi, your lottery doesn't count. Go back and have a new round."
Qi Mubai Yi can't even use the lowest level of Ninjutsu because of his own shortcomings, but there is still room for 'saving'. After all, sports is also a big systematic project. If you practice carefully, your future achievements will not be too low.
But this guy's body is not so good by nature.
Weak and sickly. Some exercises in the conventional sense will make him feel unbearable... The ninja in this state is worthy of the real name of "crane tail".
"Wait!"
The one who spoke was a red haired female ninja standing not far away.
She has a beautiful face and fair skin. At this moment, her right hand is stretched out in front of her body, frowning, and she says in an inquisitive tone.
"Since the child has been taken out, why should we put him back? Wouldn't it be unfair to do so?"
The invigilator nodded, his eyes lowered, and said in a respectful tone.
"Lord Jiu Xinnai, this child's strength is really rare and ordinary. If you use him as a reference, you will have some deviation in your impression of this year's graduates..."
Vortex Nine Sinai.
She hummed softly, as if disdaining the teacher's speech.
"You guy... can you define others so simply? As a teacher, is your behavior too hasty?"
She stepped forward two steps and became the focus of attention of the whole audience almost instantly. This guy is really like her nickname... Red Blood Hot Pepper. He is very straightforward and doesn't care about the occasion.
"I, this, this..."
In the face of the whirlpool of Nine Sinai, the invigilator became a little embarrassed. He hemmed and hawed for a while, but could not think of anything to say.
Thanks to another gentle man with yellow hair who stepped forward quickly, he caught the whirlpool of Nine Sinai.
"Watergate, don't drag me!"
"Nine Sinai, calm down a little. At least understand the current situation before losing your temper."
Mild tone, extremely calm attitude. Jiu Xinnai calmed down with naked eyes, and finally listened to the other side.
"I know you don't like reading documents, so I read these children's materials earlier. And this is the second son of the elder Qi Mu, whom I mentioned to you before.
