The road out of the village reaches the last section and turns into the woods.
The forest road follows the slope, and the road surface is firm enough for mules and horses to tread on.
The trees on the slope are tall, with thick trunks reaching to the middle of the slope, and their tops resting on top of each other.
The soil on the slope allowed the rain to wash out several small ditches, and the edges of the ditches were dry.
The fern leaves beside the road were curled up and half dry.
The sky on the top of the slope is low and the clouds move slowly.
The one in front who was exploring the path was the guide, who was seven or eight paces away, lighting the grass on the edge of the road with his stick.
The two people accompanying him were half way behind, carrying bags on their backs and walking slowly.
The sky sinks through the cracks in the leaves. The narrower the cracks, the darker the road surface.
Kiyoshi was walking in the middle of the street with the letter in his arms, the seal facing inward.
Roll the card into a roll, pin it to your waist, and swing it with your steps.
The envelope was untouched.
Next to the road stood a sentry post with a collapsed roof, grass growing in the cracks between the bricks, and empty window openings.
The wall skin is peeling off, and the brick color is exposed in the peeling areas.
Further forward, the guide's stick stopped.
The guide squatted down and pointed to the edge of the road.
A patch of grass fell down, pressing down the slope.
The stubble turns white and is broken into new ones.
The grass stalks are pressed low, and those who press them squat low.
There was a piece of ground flattened on the hillside, the mark was facing the road, and the broken soil on the edge was turned over on the outside.
The animal path cannot produce such a uniform fall.
Whoever occupies that piece of flat land has the first move on the slope, right where the road turns.
The slope is narrow, and people on the road want to disperse, but they cannot disperse quickly.
The opening on the slope is narrowed, so those on top can descend quickly, while those on the road can't escape.
When the wind blows, the fallen grass cannot be lifted up.
The steps under my feet were tightened and then released.
He glanced towards the slope without stopping.
The guide understood, retracted his stick, and walked close to the trees along the road.
The formation spread out a bit, and the entourage fell to the end.
It was so quiet in the forest that you could hear the wind blowing through the leaves.
The sound of breaking the void came first.
The sound was close to the ear, and the person stepped aside, Kunai nailed into the tree trunk behind him.
The vibrating sound of the tail ring spread against the tree trunk and dissipated, and the forest was quiet for another half breath.
The second stick came from behind and was nailed into the soil in front of his feet. The Saturn particles splashed on Lao Gao.
The road surface that Kunai is nailed to is blocking the intersection back to the village.
The guide crouched down in the grass beside the road, and the people accompanying him retreated behind the trees, leaving their bags on the ground.
Half of the rope was spread out and dragged on the soil.
The guide's stick was placed in front of him, and he was leaning against the root of the tree, not getting up.
The people accompanying him pressed against the tree, breathing heavily and making soft noises.
Kunai rubs the shoulder line, not the vital point.
In Jie Dao's rush, this hand rushes towards the formation.
The person who throws the ball first occupies a high place and does not show his head after the throw, so the second person can catch it.
The third one didn't follow.
No one showed up on the slope anymore.
When you start, first close your wrists, then make a seal on the ground, this is a practiced technique.
Ordinary tribulations don't have this kind of rules.
Don't shout to the other side, don't want goods, just pressure people first.
Two black shadows came down the slope and fell to the ground silently, without moving the grass.
The front path goes straight to the heart of the Tao, and the rear path goes around to the side where you are traveling, occupying the shadow of the trees and not getting close to you.
The knife behind his waist was not unsheathed.
The roll of registration cards in his hand was turned into the palm of his hand, with the corner of the card touching the base of his finger.
Dao Xin retreated towards the wall of the outpost, with his back pressed against the bricks.
The bricks at the base of the wall were cold and pressed against my back through my clothes.
Half of the roof of the sentry post collapsed, and the rafters stuck out diagonally, blocking half of the road behind it.
Take two steps forward from the opposite side, take three steps back from here, and reach the end when you reach the base of the wall, and then go back to the slope ditch.
The heel of the shoe hit the fallen brick and made a soft sound.
The opposite foot lands, first on the outer edge and then on the heel of the palm, with the same stride length.
For the moves from the opposite side, just follow the instructions after taking a few steps. Step forward and press your shoulders, step back and retract your wrists, all moves are the same.
After two moves, there was not a single step that was messed up.
The moves are so complete that they don't look like Jie Dao.
To seek wealth by robbing one's path, one can become vicious only by causing chaos. The purpose of this strategy is not wealth.
The opponent is trying to save his hand, and the half point he saves is not for this life.
The eye on the other side is not looking at the knife, but at the hand holding the card.
The cocoon of the tiger's mouth is formed on the section where weapons are wielded.
The cocoon of Jie Dao is in the palm of his hand, but the cocoons of these two people are in the wrong place.
Another blow came over the shoulder.
This time he didn't retreat, he raised the card with the card facing the opposite side.
The edge of the card was pinched with his fingers until it turned white.
"This road has a pass in and out."
The momentum on the opposite side is closed, halfway, and the front foot is hanging and declining.
The person on the opposite side has his head tilted to a very small angle.
"Children should not ask questions about the Tao."
The card was held flat, the voice was low, and the words were spoken slowly. "On the card, record the person, the person, and the direction of the destination. Whose slope was occupied, whose road was borrowed, and the column is waiting for you afterwards. It can't be removed, and it can't be erased. Even if it is erased, there is still a seal on the paper." The words were handed to the two black figures together.
The one on the edge of the slope didn't answer the question and moved his front legs back.
"Road bandits rob the road. They block the road first and then ask for a price. They attack the people with their swords but not the people. You are all pressing down with your feet, your steps are too even, and the cocoon in the tiger's mouth is not on the right track. Those who take this road must have their names on the card. Your names are not found in the book."
The front foot on the opposite side is retracted and the back foot is retracted.
"Accept."
One word was heard clearly by both ends.
The one who moved first stopped, retreated, and retreated into the shadow of the trees on the slope.
The other one retreated faster. When it exited the grass edge, something fell from its side and fell into the grass beside the road without making any sound.
The shadows of the trees closed, and there was no movement on the slope.
Standing in the center of the road, he had his feet closed and the card in his hand was still lying sideways.
He didn't move, waiting for the movement on the slope to settle on its own.
The wind brought the sound of grass down the slope, and after a while, it stopped.
No second figure appeared on the edge of the slope.
The sound of footsteps could be heard on the fork in the road behind the slope, not in a hurry, just one step at a time.
Kakashi came out of the fork, and he stepped into the road first, blocking the side where the black shadow was retreating, and then put Kunai into the sheath. Forehead Protector pressed his eyebrows diagonally, and the exposed eye looked at the person first, then at the road. His eyes swept from the slope to the road surface, and then back down, landing on his face.
The grass at the other end of the fork was full, and I didn't bring a single leaf with me when I came.
"As long as it's not hurt."
The guide got up from the grass, first explored the grass beside the road, and then pulled the two accompanying people out from behind the tree.
After getting up, we patted the soil first.
One calf was still shaking, and he did not let go of the hand holding the tree even as he shook.
The Kunai and Kakashi on the tree trunk were easily lifted and pinned to the back of the waist.
A new hole was left in the tree trunk.
The branch in the soil was still nailed, and it stayed in place so that no one could move it.
In the grass in the heart of the road, a corner of the thing was exposed, letting the wind lift its edge.
He leaned over to pick it up, turned it over, and then turned it over again.
It's not a big thing, it's heavy to hold, and it's wrapped with cloth, so it's difficult to wrap it up.
The people who pass the road in the village don't have this road on their books.
There is no answer on the card, and no question on the slope.
Kakashi's eyes paused on that thing for a moment, then moved away without asking anything.
The roll of cards is still in my hand, the card surface is facing up, and the direction column is still empty.
Kakashi I swept the road surface and looked at the fallen grass on the hillside. I didn't ask where I came from or where I was going.
"Go back first."
The guide responded and the group walked back along the way they came.
The thing was wrapped twice in cloth, put into a carry-on bag, and pressed at the bottom of the bag.
He tightened the string at the mouth of the bag and said no more.
The steps back were tighter than the steps back.
The guide in front walked faster.
Switch the bag to the other shoulder and tuck the rope end back into the knot.
When I walked past the sentry post, I saw that the collapsed roof was still the same and the window openings were still empty.
At the base of the wall, the fallen bricks were still scattered and no one was allowed to collect them.
Walking through the fallen grass, it was still lying flat, pressing down the slope.
The road surface was darker than when we arrived, and the sky between the leaves was even lower.
On the day he boarded the card, someone asked him first.
At that time, the direction column was empty. Now, the first person to deliver the message for this column was something like that picked up on the road.
The card was tucked back into his waist and pressed against the top edge of the letter.
A group of people walked to the entrance where the forest road went downhill.
At the end of the forest road, there was only a sliver of light on the slope of the sky, which did not penetrate the forest.
On the side where the light is pressed, the path leads out to the place where he is going on this trip.
That direction is Sunagakure.