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The area of ​​Sunagakure is really large. If I just walked there, it would take more than two days. But with such a large area, it is destined that this area cannot be just an urban area.

For a moment, Ye Hanchuan even suspected that he was a road idiot. He could not find his way back.

Thousands of miles of yellow sand, everything that can be seen with the naked eye is the same, and there are strange ripples in the boiling air. Apart from sand, there is only sand, and there is nothing else except cacti.

I've been walking forward for an hour, but I still haven't left this area.

But fortunately, with the natural windbreaks blocking the deadly wind in the Kingdom of Wind, it is still very safe here.

"Although you can find the correct direction as long as you expand the range of perception, my sense of direction shouldn't be so bad, right?"

Ye Hanchuan murmured to himself, but after all, he still walked too little. It is normal to get lost in the desert. If he had driven on the desert road in Taklimakan in his previous life, the straight road seemed to be endless, no matter what No matter how you drive, the surrounding scenery will not change.

Driving there, it is really easy for the driver to despair. The road is so straight that it makes people collapse.

He heard that there was once a driver who was too tired and fell asleep while driving on this uninhabited desert road. When he suddenly woke up, about ten minutes had passed, but the car Still driving on the road, if you put it this way, you can understand how desperate that road is.

Similar to Taklamakan, so is the desert of Sand Hidden in the Kingdom of Wind.

"Well, if you have a house, you should have talents, right?"

After walking for more than half an hour, the environment in Ye Hanchuan's eyes finally changed.

In the distance, there seems to be a small courtyard with narrow adobe houses. If it weren't for Ye Hanchuan's sharp eyesight, ordinary people might not be able to see it.

He exerted a little force on his legs, and his calves sank deeply into the sand. After accumulating strength, he immediately jumped up and jumped into the yard.

"Is there anyone here, hello?"

After walking around in the yard, Ye Hanchuan found that the place was very clean, and it looked like someone lived here.

"Liu'er, is Liu'er back?"

Hearing the sound in the yard, the owner's old reply came from the narrow adobe house. Ye Hanchuan first heard the crutches falling to the ground, and then there was a burst of rapid footsteps and the sound of a cane.

Ye Hanchuan watched indifferently as the door was pushed open. The dark inner room was so dark that no trace of color could be seen. The family didn't even have candles or oil lamps. An old man with wrinkles on his face and gray hair walked out anxiously with a cane. , those dry eyes were looking eagerly at the person in the courtyard.

The blurred vision prevented him from seeing clearly whether that person was the Liu'er that he longed for.

"Old man, I'm not a wanderer. I just came here to ask about the way out of here and out of this desert."

Seeing the old man's thin body and sunken cheeks, Ye Hanchuan gave up his original idea of ​​resting here for a while.

After hearing Ye Hanchuan's words, the old man's wrinkled face seemed to have aged another ten years in an instant, and there seemed to be a few more white hairs on his temples.

"Ah... you, you are not a Liu'er."

"..."

The old man's voice was full of indescribable loneliness, emotions that had nowhere to place them, and deep longing for the child in his mouth.

"So I'm asking for directions, ah, then, let's go sit inside."

"It's troublesome, no need."

"It's okay, it's okay."

"It's really not necessary, I just wanted to ask for directions."

Ye Hanchuan's face was as indifferent as water. He didn't want to have anything to do with the person he met by chance.

"Oh, that's fine too."

The old man seemed to have thought of something and slowly walked back to the house on crutches. His back was bent like a shrimp. Ye Hanchuan looked at him like this, wondering what he was going to do when he returned to the house.

However, he was not worried at all about danger. As a strong man in the ninja world, why would he be afraid of a dying old man?

The sound of turning things over came from the dark adobe house. After a while, the old man walked out of the dark house, holding a paper package in his thin hands.

"Young man, you must be an outsider. Locals from Sunagakure will not come to this desert easily."

"Oh."

Ye Hanchuan responded indifferently, and reached out to take the paper bag handed over by the old man with some doubts. He felt that it was light and heavy, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a browned steamed bun.

He looked down at the steamed bun, then raised his head at the old man, not knowing why.

"Old man, what are you?"

"You must have ended up here because of Sunagakure's escape. I'll give you this steamed bun. Eat it first. It's not easy for anyone in this world, so take it."

"..."

Ye Hanchuan's indifferent face moved slightly. In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't like this big country in the ninja plane, including the common people in the big country. If it weren't for those big countries, how could he have lost his country and his family? If it weren't for those people at the bottom Without support, how can those big countries mobilize powerful military forces?

However, feeling the kindness of this strange old man, he was a little confused.

He has never thought about whether his revenge against the big country should include the common people at the bottom, because to him, except for the civilians of the Kingdom of Rain, the ordinary people of the big country will depend on him whether they live or die. It has nothing to do with it. It's good that I didn't go to those high-level officials of the big countries to settle accounts and didn't give them a piggyback.

Holding the bun and feeling the warmth in his hands, Ye Hanchuan's voice seemed to become cheerful in the next second, with a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Thank you, old man, I'm really hungry!".

Ye Hanchuan's face was still plain, and his tone was exactly like two people. Because the old man couldn't see his face anyway, so his face was not so pretentious.

Seeing that the old man was lonely, coaxing him was just a response to his kindness.

As he spoke, he ate the browned steamed buns in three bites at a time. The steamed buns didn't taste good. They were mixed with a lot of mixed noodles and even had some teeth. There should be small stones in them that had not been filtered out. .

It tastes really bad...

This smell reminded Ye Hanchuan of the days when he, Xiaonan, and everyone were in exile ten years ago.

"I'm really hungry. Can I get you some noodles?"

The old man's suggestion did not surprise Ye Hanchuan, but his tone, when he spoke, sounded more like a request.

"Then...it will cause trouble for the old man."

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