Chapter 59 First Snow

The next morning, before daybreak, Ye Shan woke up early and lay on the ground for two minutes. After the sleepiness was completely dispelled from his head, he slowly sat up.

It was still early, so Ye Shan did not wake up Shan Cheng Chen, but quietly walked out of the room, came to the street, and simply stretched his hands and feet. Feeling his energetic body, Ye Shan was very satisfied. Although he did not sleep for a long time, he slept soundly, which was enough to relieve Ye Shan's fatigue.

After buying breakfast for two at a roadside breakfast stall, Ye Shan returned home. Yamashiro Tatsuya had woken up and was refining chakra in the living room.

"Chen, it's time to eat."

Ye Shan called out, and without waiting for Shan Chengchen to respond, he picked up his breakfast and wolfed it down. As he had a mission to perform next, Ye Shan ate until he was eight-tenths full before stopping.

After the two finished their breakfast, it was still dark. The sun always rose very late in Konoha's winter, and it was estimated that it would not be bright until half past six.

Just as Ye Shan and Yamashiro Tatsu were heading towards the gate of Konoha, there was new movement outside the Hatake clan's territory.

The old vermilion door made a teeth-grinding creaking sound and was slowly pushed open from the inside. Many ninjas who had been sitting there all night perked up and stood up neatly, standing in several rows, staring at the door, waiting for their leader to come out.

A small foot stepped out from the high threshold of the gate, and the first one to walk out was the young Hatake Kakashi, while Hatake Sakumo looked at his son gently and followed closely behind Kakashi.

Kakashi looked at the Konoha ninja standing outside the door exuding an iron-blooded aura, shrank his neck, and couldn't help but look back at his father.

Hatake Sakumo smiled dotingly, stretched out his big hand, took Kakashi's little hand as he stepped out of the threshold, and lifted his legs to step out of the threshold as well.

'Pah, pah'

One step, two steps..., the sound of Hatake Sakuman's footsteps struck the hearts of the ninjas, stimulating their sensory systems crazily. Adrenaline began to be secreted in their bodies, causing them to tremble all over.

Although a very long time has passed, so long that it has been diluted by the daily necessities of life, so long that they seem to have forgotten the days of war and battle, but when the tall figure of Hatake Sakuman appeared in front of them, when the heart-pounding footsteps sounded in their hearts, everything seemed to have happened yesterday and was so within reach.

Hatake Sakumo held Kakashi's hand and stood on the steps, looking down at the ninjas below. He said nothing, just stood there quietly.

Kakashi stared at the excited expressions on the ninjas' faces with wide eyes, totally confused as to why they, who were usually so steady, were so excited.

Kakashi didn't understand, and perhaps he would never understand, what the four words "Hatake Sakumo" meant in the ninja world. At this moment, Konoha White Fang was not only his stern and extremely self-disciplined father, but also the ultimate idol of all the frontline ninjas in the Wind Kingdom.

When the adrenaline in their bodies reached its peak, all the ninjas knelt on their right knees in unison and lowered their heads, leaving the two men on the steps in the sea of ​​heads.

"Welcome, my lord!"

The low shouts of the ninjas startled several stray cats so much that their tails stood straight up and they ran away along the alley whimpering.

The taciturn Hatake Sakumo patted Kakashi's head gently, then released the hand that had been holding his, slowly took out the forehead guard from his ninja tool bag and tied it on his forehead. The sharp sword intent on his body soared into the sky, causing the ninjas to lower their heads even more.

"set off!"

Kakashi felt that the scene in front of him suddenly disappeared, and everyone disappeared outside the gate of the Hatake clan's territory and could no longer be found.

Several Root ninjas who were hiding in the dark and trying hard to suppress their own aura stretched out their hands to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads. After looking at each other, they instantly left, apparently to report the details to their master.

......

Ye Shan stood at the gate of Konoha, leaning against a bare tree trunk, looking up at the still gray sky, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Uchiha Fugaku's eyes turned blood red, and he flicked his wrist and shot a few kunai towards a dark place, shouting, "A bunch of rats, get out of here!"

Ye Shan tilted his head and did not move, while several Uchiha ninjas laughed grimly and disappeared in an instant. A brief sound of iron clashing rang out in the quiet morning. After a moment, several Uchiha ninjas threw the limp Anbu ninjas in their hands to the ground like dead dogs, without saying a word, but standing behind Uchiha Fugaku again with expressionless faces.

Uchiha Fugaku sneered a few times, walked up to the Anbu who was under the illusion, kicked off the mask on his face, glanced at him casually, and spat a few times.

"Danzo's dog!"

"Brother, do you want to..." A murderous look flashed across Uchiha Seiji's face, and he gestured towards his neck with his right hand and said.

"It's good that he's useless." Uchiha Fugaku said lightly, not caring at all that his few short words determined the fate of the ninja from the same village.

Uchiha Seiji chuckled, took out a kunai and neatly cut the tendons of several Anbu soldiers. Then he wiped the blood with a handkerchief and put the kunai back into the ninja tool bag.

Ye Shan still looked at the sky expressionlessly, as if what had just happened was not as important as studying the weather.

They were just a few of Danzo's dogs. What could he do if they were useless? If he didn't throw their heads at the entrance of the Root base, it was already a face-off for Danzo by the Uchiha clan.

The Uchiha clan is a powerful family, so it is normal for them to be a little domineering.

Just when Ye Shan wanted to move his sore neck, an undisguised breath came from a distance. Everyone's expression became serious, and they put away their casual attitude to welcome the arrival of Hatake Sakumo.

After a while, Hatake Sakumo stood in front of Yeshan and others, followed by hundreds of murderous ninjas.

Uchiha Fugaku bowed respectfully and said, "Konoha Ninja Uchiha Fugaku leads the team to apply to join the mission."

Given Hatake Sakumo's noble character, he originally did not want to involve the Uchiha clan in the mission. However, Uchiha Fugaku claimed to be a Konoha ninja rather than a ninja of the Uchiha clan, so he could not find a reason to refuse. After a faint "hmm", he walked straight past the crowd and walked towards the gate of Konoha.

Konishi Kakuei looked at Yeshan with a complicated look but didn't say anything. He raised his hand and waved, then followed Hatake Sakumo away.

When everyone had walked out of the village, Uchiha Fugaku, who had been standing solemnly, glanced in the direction of the clan's territory and instantly disappeared from the spot.

Ye Shan touched his nose and was about to use the instant body movement technique, but he suddenly felt a chill on his cheek. He looked up involuntarily and found that light snow was falling from the gray sky.

The tiny snowflakes fell lightly on the ground and then disappeared, leaving only a trace of water. Just like the life of a ninja, it was brilliant but fleeting, making people sigh.

For some reason, Ye Shan, who had been looking forward to the first snow for a long time, did not feel any joy at this moment, but only felt heavy-hearted.

Ye Shan stretched out his right hand, staring at the snowflakes falling into his palm melting and disappearing, pursed his lips, and looked back deeply at the Konoha Village that was gradually becoming lively because of the snow. He clenched his fists suddenly, his veins bulged, and the chakra under his feet burst out, and he left the village in an instant.

The first snow of the winter of the 42nd year of Konoha came earlier than usual, and on this day, Ye Shan once again embarked on the long-lost road of killing, just to recapture the tens of thousands of civilians who seemed insignificant to him.

The road ahead is long, and no one knows how many of the ninjas participating in the mission will be able to stand in the village again, holding a cup of fragrant tea, and leisurely admiring the snow that has dressed the earth in silver.