The dark clouds separated a line, and the dawn shone in. The warm light shone on the merchant ship, and everything gradually returned to stability.

The sea storm dispersed the fleet, three merchant ships left the team, and the rest were blown away, looking at each other from afar.

However, Kensugi was not worried. After the storm, experienced sailors on the merchant ship would naturally readjust the route, and might delay the arrival of the port some time, but they would eventually return.

The guards shouted and directed the sailors to clean the decks, repair the damaged parts of the merchant ships, and rescue the goods soaked in sea water. The people ran around and the atmosphere was very busy and lively.

However, in this environment, Xia Shu and Shan Stroke were covered in depression, which made Kensan hesitate for a long time before sighing and walking closer.

"Sadness." Jianshan opened her mouth and spoke eloquently, but she was unable to speak beautifully at this moment, so she could only say one sentence of soadness.

"Yes." Xia Shu stood up, with a calm expression as usual, and said, "Put it in the seal scroll, and his name will be engraved on the spiritual monument."

Yamatsu Feng said nothing, silently took out the sealed scroll and spread it out. Then, Ryo Shirai, whose throat was cut and blood was clotting so that even his eyelids could not be closed, picked up and placed it on it, sealed it into the scroll.

No one knows when Shirai Ryuu will die, maybe even he himself may not know, but the murderer who killed him has been killed, and Hirasaka who leads to the underworld will not be alone.

After the storm, the sea is bright and the sky is clear. It turns out that it is just early morning.

Jianshan ordered the merchant ship to rest and save the goods on site, but he did not forget to order the doctor on the boat to deal with the injury for a stroke in the mountains. From then on, he was a person with intention.

The injury on Shan Stroke was not a problem. The empathy formed by the technique of turning the mind was ultimately different from being personally involved.

The doctor applied ointment for the mountain stroke, bandaged it with gauze, and then gave a few instructions, then put away the medicine box and left.

The light from the circular window fell to the ground, and the room was quiet.

"You can rest with peace of mind." After a long time, Xia Shu stood up and wanted to leave.

"What are you going to do?" Shan Zhifeng turned his head and looked at the boy's back.

"Cultivate." Xia Shu held her feet slightly, answered and took another step.

Taking the door behind him, Xia Shu let out a long breath and turned around and walked quickly towards the stern of the merchant ship.

Shirai Ryu's death touched him, but the ninja's life was fragile and impermanent, so what was touched even deeper was the strength of the Ghost Lamp Jinyue.

The battle not long ago still flashed in my mind at this moment. If it weren't for the arrogance of the Ghost Lamp Jinyue, Shan Stroke sacrificing oneself to be forced to escape from fire, life and death might have been completely changed.

When I arrived at the stern of the boat, I took a short rest and recovered a little strength, and then pulled out the knife and planned to practice the knife.

The cracks on the silver blade made him pause.

After all, this sharp ninja knife is not the real Lanying knife. After being slashed by the heavy knife of the Ghost Lamp Jin Yue, it was finally overwhelmed and cracked!

After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes and sighed, put the knife into the sheath, and turned around and went back to rest.

The Jianshan fleet was reorganized and returned to the route the next day, setting sail at full speed.

The Mizuho Ninja obviously scared Kensugi. The sailors also saw such fierce power, and they did not dare to violate Kensugi's orders. They did not dare to take a break all day and repaired all the damaged parts of the ship.

The fleet sailed on the sea and everything returned to its peace.

Two days later, a ship flying a pirate flag appeared on the sea level. The guard shouted a few times. Xia Shu immediately rushed from the stern. However, after identifying it, he found that the pirate ship was actually one of the two under the name of the Jianshan caravan.

In order to intimidate the evil people at sea, the two pirate ships hung pirate flags after going out to sea. However, this thing could not scare the storm or retreat from the fog Ninja. Now it has caused them a false alarm.

"Putting flags indicates that the fleet slows down. When the ship approaches, then pivot flags to return to the team..."

The guard captain's calm voice gradually faded behind him, and Xia Shu returned to the stern of the boat to continue practicing.

The fleet's journey was smooth. Half a month later, the Jianshan caravan ship sailed into the port and completed the voyage.

The escort was over, but the amount of money that was exchanged for unexpected gains was quite high. The country of Urika was not the main business of Kenshin, so it had to take a few days to raise money, so I asked Natsuki and Shan Stroke to stay in the hotel for the time being. Just like before departure, the expenses were included in Kenshin's name.

After staying there for a few more days, Kensan finally raised enough funds and happily paid the task reward.

"If there is such a thing in the future, I will definitely choose Konoha!" Kensugi said with a smile on his face before leaving.

"Yeah." Xia Shu and Shan Feng didn't say much, because at this time they always remembered their fellow travelers. On the way home, they had disappeared from each other's traces and quickly formed seals and disappeared from the spot.

The two of them kept their feet and bit the soldiers' food pills with a little effort. As dusk approached, they entered Konoha from the secret passage at the root and then returned to the base of the root.

"Die?" In the room where lights are like the sky, Ren raised his eyebrows and looked down after listening to the report.

The two of them remained silent, just lowered their heads.

The roots are like cold-blooded jungle, and they don’t talk about the kind of accountability, but when they go out to perform tasks, they also emphasize teamwork. Shirai Ryu’s death may have no direct relationship with them, but they cannot be separated from them.

"Okay, go back." Ren stared at the two of them for a long time, as if they were about to see through every thought of them. Suddenly, he seemed to have lost interest. He waved his hand and drove him away, saying, "This mission has been going on for a long time. Remove the equipment and go outside to relax. Someone will call you later."

"Yes." Xia Shu said in unison with Shan Songfeng.

Before leaving the root base, Xia Shu went to the equipment room. The Lanying Knife was seriously damaged and could no longer be used, so he had to change to a new Knife.

The equipment of the root members is all under the responsibility of the equipment room, and the ninja knife is also equipped, so this matter is just a report and then left the root base.

Walking from the suburbs toward the center of the leaves, the autumn colors on the road are already dark, bitter colors float on the edges of the leaves, and the weeds are no longer lush.

Stepping on such a grass will make a clear sound, and your steps will be astonishingly fast.

"The test of youth comes suddenly. Xia Shujun, are you ready?"

A passionate voice comes, and you don’t have to look back to know who is coming. It’s just that the other party’s movements are not much slower than the sound. Perhaps this is the result of deliberate control, so when the voice falls, the kick will follow.

"Koyere Tornado!"

"Koyere Tornado!"
Chapter completed!