I Created Cthulhu In Naruto

As night fell, Haruno's carriage parked quietly beside the road in the forest, and a bonfire flickered to dispel the darkness near the carriage.

Both Haruno Mebuki and Haruno Sakura slept in the carriage, only Haruno Zhao sat on the coachman's seat, leaning against the wooden beam of the carriage, but did not fall asleep.

The dark night brings people unlimited imagination space, and the forest in the dark night is more likely to arouse some very bad imaginations.

Looking at the woods on both sides of the road, the flickering fire reflected dark tree shadows, which looked like people standing in the darkness, quietly staring at the carriage.

The sleepless Haruno Akira was still thinking about the trees blocking the path ahead.

According to what Haruno Zhao knew, this place is close to the Hell Canyon full of deadly poisonous gas. Although the poisonous gas will not overflow here, no one wants to live so close to the danger for a long time, so there cannot be a village nearby.

So who exactly cut down the tree and left it in the middle of the road, and what is the purpose of these people?

But no matter what, the ninja sent by Konoha Village should arrive tomorrow morning. At that time, you can ask the ninja to help clear the trees, and you can also find out who set up such a dangerous roadblock in such a remote place by the way. .

Gradually, Haruno Zhao couldn't bear the fatigue of driving a carriage for a long time during the day, his consciousness gradually became drowsy, and his eyelids slowly closed.

Woo~

Woo~

Woo~

Half asleep and half awake, Haruno Zhao heard a painful whimper.

This sound is extremely dissonant in the quiet forest, the slight chirping of insects, and the occasional crackling of the fire.

Sensing this disharmony, Haruno Zhao immediately recovered his sobriety, straightened his body and looked at the surrounding darkness.

This painful whimpering sound was indeed a sound in reality, and it came from the dark bushes beside the road.

Woo~

Woo~

The moaning sound is somewhat similar to the groaning of a human being after being injured. The voice that is three parts like a human but seven parts more like a ghost is drawn very long, and the tone is a bit sharp or even harsh.

After realizing that this is indeed the voice of reality,

Haruno Zhao immediately jumped out of the carriage, went to the fire, picked up a burning stick, and stretched it towards the bushes next to the road, hoping to see further.

But the source of the sound was farther away than imagined, and the firelight on the burning stick was far from reaching the place where the sound came from.

Woo~woo~

Suddenly, the sobbing sound became rapid, as if the person who made the sound became unstable.

Haruno Zhao now faces a choice.

One option is that there may be injured people in the woods who need to be treated.

Another option is to do nothing.

Given the two choices, Haruno Zhao resolutely chose the former. After all, the opposite was a living human being, and it was impossible for him to let a living life gradually disappear by his ears.

Making up his mind, Haruno Zhao found a stick that could burn for a long time in the fire, and headed towards the bushes.

...

It is always difficult to walk in the woods at night, especially in this kind of forest full of short shrubs. The sticks that cannot burn efficiently cannot illuminate the dark place under your feet, so Haruno Zhao's speed is not very fast.

But it didn't take long for Haruno Zhao to realize that the light from the burning fire in the carriage behind him could no longer be seen, and he seemed to be quite a distance away from the person who was still whimpering in front of him.

Although Haruno Zhao was determined to save people, he didn't want to leave the carriage too far, so he stopped in place and shouted loudly into the darkness of the distant woods: "Where are you?"

Woo~

The sobs became sharper, as if the injured person had worked harder. The injury of this person seemed to be so serious that he could not speak normal human words, so he could only respond with this vague voice.

There was no other way, Haruno Zhao could only follow the sound and continue to go deeper into the forest.

...

In the quiet carriage, Yabuki slowly opened his eyes.

Glancing at Haruno Sakura who was sleeping soundly next to her, Mebuki smiled slightly, covered her with the kicked-off blanket, and stepped out of the carriage.

Mebuki knew that her husband must be very tired, so she wanted to switch with her husband and let herself replace Haruno Zhao's vigil.

Originally, Mebuki thought that there was no need for a vigil, but Haruno Zhao insisted that there should be a vigil.

But when Ya Biao got off the carriage, he found that there was no one beside the carriage, only a pile of fires that were getting smaller and smaller.

"husband?"

"husband?"

Afraid of waking up his sleeping daughter, Ya Chui didn't shout too loudly, the sound could only spread to the bushes on both sides of the road at most.

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But in the dark bushes, no one responded to her.

For a moment, Yabuki panicked, after all, it was midnight, where could Haruno Zhao be going?

Ya Chui began to search in the bushes around the carriage, although he left the carriage, Ya Chui was always within the light of the fire and did not go far.

"husband?"

"Where are you?"

Shouting back and forth in the nearby bushes, suddenly a child's cry came from behind.

Sakura!

As soon as the buds blew, I heard the cry of my daughter, and rushed back to the carriage in three steps.

Opening the curtain of the carriage, the carriage was empty, Haruno Sakura had disappeared.

But before Kabuki called out Sakura's name to the surroundings, he saw a dark figure standing on the side of the road beyond the limit range that the fire's light could reach.

This dark figure was very short, even shorter than Meibuki who was a woman, and looked like a slightly older child.

Although the face could not be seen clearly from this distance, Meibuki saw a smaller object in his arms, and the occasional firelight that danced and radiated farther away faintly illuminated the object's pink hair.

"Sakura!"

Mebuki immediately recognized that the figure was holding Sakura in his arms, so she shouted in the direction of the figure.

And the thing embraced by the figure immediately let out a struggling whimper, although it was not clear, but Yabuki could also recognize that it was her daughter's voice.

"Uh, uh..."

Mebuki immediately confirmed that that figure was holding Sakura, so she began to negotiate nervously with the figure in the dark.

"What do you want?"

"money?"

"I can give you all."

"Let my child go, let her go."

While talking, Meibuki slowly approached this figure, trying to get as close as possible to him, and then snatch Sakura from his hand.

But faced with all kinds of conditions that the buds were blown out of, the short figure just stood there blankly, without any answer.

Just when Yabuki approached the figure less than ten steps away, the short figure suddenly turned around and ran towards the woods behind.

"No!"

"Sakura!"

Seeing the figure jump over the bushes nimbly and get into the darker dense forest, the mother's instinct made Yabuki not hesitate, and followed directly into the dense forest.

For a while, there was only a lone carriage parked by the side of the road.