The Grand Master of Illusion in Naruto World

Chapter 860

"Okay, all the formalities have been completed, just come and get your ID card in five days." Officer Lei walked in and put a file bag in front of Ming Jing and his son.He looked at Ming Jing and said very seriously: "You are already an adult, you have to think about the consequences of everything you do."

"I'm sorry!" Ming Jing bowed obediently.In the past four years of his disappearance, apart from his family, it was the police officer Lei who cared the most. He is a good policeman who truly serves the people and is serious and responsible.

"Go home!" Officer Lei waved his hand and said, "This matter is over here, and the insurance company, our bureau also sent a letter to explain, but you still need to go to the specific matters. Deal with it."

"We know, that... Police Officer Lei, let's have a meal together. You have worked hard for you in the past four years." Father Ming suggested.

"Old Ming, as long as you know what's in your mind, let's deal with it quickly! Besides, if your family is reunited, why should I join in the fun! Go home!" Officer Lei smiled and waved his hand again.

Father Ming glanced at his son, sighed and said, "When the work is over, please be sure to have a meal with Officer Lei. Our family really appreciates you."

"Let's talk!" Officer Lei laughed, turned and left.

The two father and son thanked the other police officers who were handling the case before leaving the police station and preparing to go home. Originally, the father had a Mercedes-Benz, but in order to find him for four years, the business was lost, and the car was sold long ago for money. The old and the young Just walk to the subway station facing the sun.

Walking to a supermarket, Ming Jing stopped and said, "It's too hot, buy two bottles of ice water!"

"One bottle is enough, I'm not thirsty." The old father shook his head and said.

Ming Jing paused and said with a smile: "Then let's go home and drink ice water. I put a big bottle in the refrigerator."

"Well, hurry up! It won't be hot in the subway station." The old father nodded and quickened his pace.

Ming Jing looked at his father's back and couldn't help but feel sad. Four years ago, the little boss who had some assets, now he couldn't even bear to drink a bottle of ice water.And in the Hokage World these years, although there were times when his life was in danger, overall it went smoothly. When he was having fun, his parents were in great pain.Thinking of this, Ming Jing slapped himself directly, and the crisp sound made the father who was walking in front turn around.

Seeing the red marks on his son's face, Ming's father was silent for a while before he said: "When you get home, spend more time with your mother."

"I will!" Ming Jing nodded seriously.

The father and son finally squeezed onto the subway, Ming Jing raised his head subconsciously, and saw a familiar but unfamiliar old man standing on the subway platform. "Dididi!" The gate began to urge, but Mingjing stood beside his father and did not get off the car.The old man looked kindly and watched the subway leave with a smile on his face.

Two days later, Ming Jing went out for a walk with his mother, and bought something along the way.At the checkout position, he met the old man for the third time.Ming Jing still ignored it. After sending his mother home, he chose to go out alone at two o'clock in the afternoon.This time period is the hottest time in Star City. Under normal circumstances, there will be no pedestrians in the open-air park.

I found a gazebo and sat down. Not long after, the old man reappeared with a bag.

Ming Jing stood up and punched him. The old man reacted very quickly. He raised his arm to block Ming Jing's fist. Then there was a crisp "click", and the old man's arm was broken...

Enduring the severe pain, the old man looked at Ming Jing with more satisfaction and said, "It seems that you have already noticed it!"

"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure." Ming Jing sat down again and said calmly.This old man was the one who threw him into the world of Naruto on the bus four years ago.Through the hands-on work just now, Ming Jing has already discovered that the old man's magic power exists, but it is fixed in the body like a brick, and cannot be used as he wants.

This world is true materialism!Idealistic things, even if they exist, don't try to use them lightly.

"It's just a broken bone?" The old man sat down, untied the bag he brought with one hand, took out the plaster and applied it evenly on the cracked bone, which made people feel distressed skillfully.

"I'm afraid that if I can't help but beat you to death, I will be sentenced to death." Ming Jing exhaled and said, "Anyway, you can satisfy my unrealistic fantasy... although the price is to disappear for four years."

"Do you want to go back?" the old man asked gently, hanging his hands.

"I don't know..." Ming Jing was a little dazed, but suddenly he came back to his senses, looked at the old man with wide eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

"That's what you understand." The old man said with a smile.

"Isn't the world of Naruto fictional?" Ming Jing asked with a frown.

The old man took out a copy of "Surprise at the First Moment" and asked: "This is a collection of short stories written by the novelist Ling Mochu in the late Ming Dynasty. Do you think what Ling Mochu wrote is true or just hearsay?"

Without waiting for Ming Jing to answer, the old man continued to ask: "Can't it be true if it's just heard?"

"I understand!" Ming Jing calmed down, staring at the old man and asked, "So, can the two worlds communicate?"

"No." The old man replied directly.

"Why? There are obviously two real worlds."

"Because the rules don't work." The old man explained calmly.

"What if the fusion is forced?" Ming Jing asked.

"Then the world will be destroyed. After all, peacocks and elephants cannot be combined." The old man replied looking at the mirror.

Ming Jing was silent, there were people he valued in both worlds, and he couldn't do things to destroy a world for his own selfish desires.

The old man continued to add: "However, it is still possible to smuggle one or two people over here."

"How?" Ming Jing's eyes lit up, looking at the old man and asked,

"Just let the mainstream of the world agree." The old man took out a fan from his bag and shook it loudly.

"What is the mainstream of the world?"

"Of course it's a human!" The old man said with a smile.

"Can you explain in detail?" Ming Spiegel changed the wording.

"Everyone will know nearly 8 people in a lifetime. Of all the people we know, only a few will become special and keep in touch. In the long river of time, there are many specific moments, like a beautiful song. The poem has no beginning and no end." The old man looked up at the sky, the sun was too big, and turned his head to look at the big tree not far away, but the artistic atmosphere was destroyed after all.

"You mean to let at least 8 people in this world have an impression of the visitor, right?" Ming Spiegel immediately concluded.

"Children can be taught! Humans live in groups, and the only ones who can prove that a person really existed are other people." The old man smiled and nodded, agreeing with Ding Jing's words.

Ming Jing was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "I understand! Thank you."

(End of this chapter)