Cross Naruto into a cat

Chapter 89
The person who came was a person covered in a black windbreaker all over his body. He could only see the beautiful eyes and black hair sliding down. He was surprised when he saw Ling Feng. No, it should be said that he was shocked. It shrank suddenly.

Ling Feng quickly explained: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm Madara Uchiha from another world, not Madara from here, don't worry, I'm kind and friendly, I won't kill people casually." Ling Feng didn't Speaking of the fact that one's Chakra is sealed, one cannot expose one's inability to protect oneself without confirming that the other party will not cut oneself.

Perhaps after listening to his explanation, the man calmed down, walked into the cabin a few steps, and did not speak from the beginning to the end.

"Well... I'm very tired from walking the mountain road, so I took a rest here, uh, I also ate some of your fruits, don't you mind?" Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Can I be with you Do you want to rest here again?"

The man looked up, was silent for a while, and nodded.

"Thank you very much, you are such a good person." Ling Feng thanked him a few times. As a good citizen, being polite is a must.

Hearing Ling Feng's words, the man raised the corners of his mouth slightly in a mocking manner.

Although wearing a mask on his face, Ling Feng can still see some emotions from the opponent's eyes - this is all because of years of being with Kakashi-sensei, Ling Feng Naruto Sasuke Sakura and others have learned this a special skill.

Then there was silence.

"Tell me why you live in such a remote place." Ling Feng couldn't stand the dull atmosphere, so he broke the silence first and spoke.

The man still didn't speak, just looked at Ling Feng like this.

"Are you dumb?" Ling Feng asked tentatively.

The man nodded.

"Oh, so that's the case, then you should write down what you said on paper." Ling Feng rummaged through the drawer, found the paper and pen, and handed it to the man.

"What's your name?" Ling Feng asked.

The man picked up the pen and wrote a word on the paper with a "swipe" - Saka
"Saka? What's your surname?" Ling Feng said, "Your name has the same pronunciation as mine, but it's easy to distinguish between the two of us."

No last name.Saka wrote these words.

"No?" Ling Feng blinked, for sure it was impossible.

But since Saka didn't say anything, Ling Feng wouldn't ask again. Everyone has secrets, right?

"Are you a man or a woman?" Ling Feng thinks that Saka is a man. Although he has long hair, there are many boys in Hokage who have long hair. He also looks like Madara with long hair now.

Man.

"Sure enough, let me just say, you are a man. But you also like to grow long hair. It is said that people with long hair are either too lazy to cut it, or they are too busy to have time, or they think long hair looks good. You guys Don't you think it's a bit girly to have long hair?" Ling Feng was talking, obviously forgetting that he also has long hair now.

"What about you? Why do you have long hair? Short hair is more convenient and refreshing. Don't tell me it's so warm in winter." Ling Feng asked curiously.

Saka looked at Ling Feng, but didn't write.

"Well, forget it if you don't want to say it." Ling Feng sat down, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

silence.

"Is it disfigured?"

silence.

"Too ugly?"

silence.

"Pretending to be cool?"

silence.

"Don't keep talking—" Ling Feng elongated his voice, "It makes me seem to be talking to myself."

silence.

"I'm wrong, you can't speak, so you can just use your pen." Ling Feng lay on the table and said, "Are you just an ordinary civilian? I don't think your identity should be so ordinary."

Saka's pen moved, Ling Feng immediately straightened up and looked over, there was only one horizontal line on the paper.

"..." Ling Feng was also silent, and then slowly turned his head to look at Saka, "Don't play tricks, okay?"

"Your handwriting is very beautiful, and it looks like you have been trained, so you should be a member of a big family. Judging by your appearance, it is not because you have quarreled with the family and then left. In order to prevent them from finding you , hiding in this remote mountain.” Ling Feng touched his chin and reasoned like a detective: “You should not be dumb, but you are afraid that others will know your identity from your voice, so you not only cover your face and body, but also your voice. Not a word. If that's true, you must be a very famous man, a celebrity that almost everyone knows."

"Am i right?"

No.

"Ah, as expected, I don't have the potential to be a detective at all. Oh, forget it, I'd better be myself. Well, I really don't want to save face. I finally tried to reason. Even if it is wrong, I should comfort myself and write a That’s right.” Ling Feng felt like a failure, and he was a Conan fan anyway, but at first he watched every episode, but later because there were too many episodes, he only watched plots with the dark organization or the FBI.

It's great that Aoyama Gangchang doesn't commit crimes.

It's a shame that Goshang Aoyama doesn't want to be a detective.

But Gosho Aoyama would be better off as a manga artist.

Otherwise, we would not have seen the wonderful Detective Conan.

Although the plot has many flaws.

And there may never be a finale.

After Aoyama Gangchang received the bento, his son or daughter continued to paint.

The grandchildren continued.

Son of grandchildren continues.

Grandson of grandson of grandson continues.

Of course, what Ling Feng hopes most is that Hokage can end.

While he was still alive.

Far away.Ling Feng regained his thoughts, patted his head, and looked at the sky outside the window, it felt like dusk.

"I'm leaving, Saka, it's getting dark." Ling Feng stood up, ready to leave.

Come again tomorrow.

"I may not be able to come, try my best." Ling Feng didn't expect Saka to invite him, scratched his head and said uncertainly, "That's right! Money!"

Ling Feng took out money from his pocket and handed it to Saka: "This is the money for my fruit."

I do not need.

"Oh, yes, you can't buy it here either. Then I will bring it for you when I come." Ling Feng suddenly realized, said, and then walked to the door: "Let's go! See you another day! Bye!"

The boy gradually walked away until he was completely invisible.

"Heh." Saka chuckled, it was a magnetic, deep voice: "It's very interesting."

If Ling Feng could hear it, he would definitely feel that this voice was extremely familiar.

Having said that, Ling Feng also said earlier that everyone has privacy, but the next moment he started asking questions, what do you mean?

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Those who picked up garbage in the cold wind and had to breathe for warmth with red hands and feet, those who had to come out to work with meager income in the hot weather at a young age... These scenes are sad, tearful, and even more so. Let us bear in mind that there are still some people who suffer much more than we do, let us cherish what we have in front of us, and give them some warmth and help within our ability.

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