Wind and sand [Naruto fan]

First of all, the girl should walk out of the school gate after her evening self-study get out of class, walk towards her home, and then wait at the intersection for the red light to turn green. The light turned green, and the girl walked forward, preparing to cross the road. The truck that was supposed to be traveling in the same direction as the girl suddenly made a sharp turn and ran over the girl.

"Fuck!" Recalling that the girl couldn't help but curse, her long-dry throat was torn by the sudden vibration of her vocal cords, and she had to keep silent. Why me! The girl cursed secretly. I wish the driver who caused the accident will be paralyzed for life and live a long life. He will be sarcastic in his elders and will be demented in his younger ones.

After greeting the eighteenth generation ancestor of the driver who caused the accident, the girl fell into confusion again. Apart from the zombie girl, I can't think of any other species that can survive being run over by a truck like that. Now, although I don't have the strength to move, I can feel that my hands and feet are well connected to my body. It’s not like I’m really taking a life-restarting ride. The girl thought.

This is the second time the girl woke up. The first time she woke up, she fell asleep again because she was too exhausted before she could figure out the situation. The girl subconsciously thought she had been sent to the hospital. But after waking up this time, the girl felt a sense of disobedience in herself. I couldn't feel any pain except weakness. Even if you take anesthesia, you won't feel it at all.

Ah, I want to drink water. Who can help me? The extreme lack of water deprived the girl of her ability to think. Now she only wanted to drink water to moisten her throat so that her throat would feel better.

"Oh, you're awake." The door to the room was pushed open. A nurse was probably preparing to change the girl's sling bottle, and saw that the girl's glasses had been opened. "Wait a minute, I'll get you a glass of water." The nurse skillfully changed the sling bottle, turned around and brought the girl a glass of water, and carefully lifted the girl up slightly so that she could swallow the water.

"Okay, do you want to sit up?" the nurse asked after feeding the water. The girl nodded. The nurse raised the girl's head up on the pillow so that the girl could feel more comfortable against the pillow.

"Thank you." The girl thanked her, her voice so weak that she felt like she couldn't hear clearly.

The nurse smiled gently and comforted her: "Have a good rest, your parents will be back tomorrow."

parents? These two words felt strange to the girl. She had never seen those two people since she entered junior high school. I wonder if this car accident will allow those two people who hate each other to meet again. It will be a wonderful scene. The girl felt sad for her thoughts.

The girl's field of vision expanded from the ceiling to the entire room. She looked out the window. The sky outside the window was filled with yellow sand, and the sky was desolate. The buildings were very low, and it looked like a village in a poor mountainous area. In short, it is completely different from the city I once lived in, and it will never be what a city with good economic development should look like.

Come on, other people dress up as princesses or royal aristocrats when they travel through time, but am I the only one who travels to a poor mountainous area? Do you want me to stage a play called "Child from the Mountains"?

Thinking about it, this body looks like it has been in trouble for more than a day or two. The parents will not arrive until tomorrow. Could it be that they are left-behind children? In fact, it's not that I dislike the identity of a left-behind child, I just feel more sympathy for the original owner of this body. She was just a child, but she was taken over by herself without even seeing her parents for the last time. No matter what, she was reborn because of the existence of this body, so she would naturally fulfill her responsibilities, and she would definitely play the role of a child well.

After all, the ward is still too small, and there is too little information available. There is not even a TV in the room, and there is not much information available. Moreover, this body may have been too weak due to a serious illness. The girl leaned on the pillow and fell into sleep again without realizing it.

"Wind Chime hasn't woken up yet." The faint sound of conversation reached the girl's ears, "If I had known this, I should have sent Wind Chime to the ninja school in advance. We are so busy at work and haven't been able to take good care of the child."

"It's all my fault. I just want my child to be happy for a while."

The girl tried her best to open her eyes. The lights were not turned on in the room so that the girl's eyes would not be hurt by the bright light. Only then did the girl realize that it was already late at night, and her parents had come back to see her at night. The girl suddenly felt a little warm and a little sad. The daughter they really cared about had left them.

"I'm sorry, did I disturb you? Mom, I'm sorry for making you suffer alone for so long." The woman hugged the girl sadly, not daring to hold her too hard and only daring to gently wrap her arms around the girl's young body.

"Why are you showing such a strange expression again? Don't worry, mom and dad are back." The man gently patted the girl's head to comfort her.

The girl shook her head slightly and hugged them back hard, treating it as the last goodbye to them from the owner of the original body.

This is what the girl originally thought. Now she should be called Wind Chime. It was only on the second day after returning home that Feng Chi finally remembered that he was not a resurrected corpse at all, just a baby's clothes! It's just that due to a sudden serious illness, the memories of my previous life came flooding back, causing some memory confusion. The memories of more than five years of this world were suddenly thrown aside.

Bai was sad. Wind chimes thought.

My parents' profession in this life is ninja. It's unbelievable. In modern society, a profession that only appears in film and television works is very common in my village. And there is a great possibility that I will inherit my father's career and become a ninja. A ninja.

When Feng Ling returned home, she didn't just eat and wait to die. Instead, she began to read various books to supplement her understanding of the world's world view. This is a ninja world with five major ninja villages, and the village where I am is one of the five major ninja villages, Shayin Village. No wonder the whole village is in a dusty state. To put it unprofessionally, it looks a bit like a poor village in a remote mountainous area.

This world view is also similar to the setting of "Naruto", an anime I have watched three episodes of in Fuchi's previous life. Why did I only watch three episodes? Feng Chime regretted, in such a high-risk world without spoilers, could he really survive three episodes? No matter how much you blame yourself, you can't change anything. Only by becoming stronger can you not become cannon fodder everywhere in this world! It doesn't matter if you don't want to be a ninja, it's better not to be a ninja. You can be a strong person among ordinary people! Although it seems a little impractical to not be a ninja when your parents are ninjas, becoming a ninja is also the most effective way to improve your strength, and it will always prevent you from being powerless.

"Are you going to school?" The parents looked at Feng Chime in surprise. Although they originally had this plan, both husband and wife were jounin, and the high-level tasks in the village were placed in the hands of a few jounin. This made the couple When people are almost homeless, it is quite rare in the ninja world for both husband and wife to be jounin.

"Well, my parents will feel more at ease if I go to school, right?" Feng Ling said.

"But didn't you want to go before?"

"It's not because you scared me that I won't have time to play after going to school."

The three of them looked at each other in silence, and the matter was settled.

The entrance to Ninja Elementary School.

"This semester has already started. If you join the class, you will be an auditor at most. If your academic performance is good, you may be directly promoted to the second grade. Otherwise, you will have to wait until the next semester." Father warned.

"I know, I know, you can go." Feng Chime waved her hand and said goodbye to her father.

Following the Ninja School teacher into the classroom, the originally noisy classroom immediately became quiet. All eyes were cast on the wind chime. Although no one dared to be too presumptuous due to the teacher in their eyes, the children's curiosity could not be concealed at all.

After a brief self-introduction and everyone's applause, Feng Ling sat in the seat assigned by the teacher, between the two boys who looked the most normal in the class.

"Hello, my name is Yutaro, and he is Shahao."

"Oh, hello!"

It should be relatively normal. Thinking of this, Fengchi nodded and responded to their friendly conversation.

"Okay! Brats! Let's start class!" On the podium, the teacher knocked the blackboard hard with his pointer. The momentum was so intimidating that many students withdrew their peeking eyes and sat upright to listen to the class.

Feng Ling also took out his notebook and memorized it carefully. Fortunately, school didn't start for too long, so Feng Ling could still catch up with this part of the course. I would ask the teacher during recess at school, and when I got home I would start studying on my own the courses I had missed.

Wind Chime has become a strange lone ranger. Smaller than everyone else and harder than everyone else. The two boys who were originally arranged by the teacher to take care of her were unable to intervene in her self-arrangement.

But there was nothing she could do. After all, Feng Chime had just regained her memory, and playing with such a young child really made her find no fun. In this village with few entertainment items, Feng Chi couldn't really find any interesting entertainment activities. Learning fresh ninjutsu knowledge and otherworldly culture would be more interesting. It's not that I haven't thought about finding some novels to relax my mind, but most of the bookstores in the village sell vulgar novels from the last century, which are simply unsightly. Of course, no bookstore owner would be willing to sell such a book to a little girl.

Because of his extraordinary efforts, when the semester ended, Feng Chime's irrefutable strength became the first in his year. However, she is not complacent as she is almost an adult on the inside. I guess so.

"Feng Ling, if you want to learn more during the holidays, you can go to the village library. The teacher's card can be specially lent to you." The teacher handed Feng Ling a card with a smile. After all, no teacher doesn't like to work hard. children.

Wind Chime happily took the card with starry eyes and said, "Thank you, teacher!"

My parents are too busy to go to the library, let alone get a library card. There are many dangerous tasks in Sand Hidden Village. As rare jounin, my parents have a heavier burden on their shoulders than ordinary people. Every time she saw her parents' tired figures, Feng Ling couldn't ask her parents to help her get a library card. She could only silently browse the school's books over and over again. These are all seen by the teachers in the school.

Although in Feng Ling's own eyes, it's just a big deal to review it a few more times, the foundation will be more solid, and there is no need to trouble parents. But in the eyes of the teacher, Feng Ling is the kind of poor child who is hardworking and sensible.

So after the holiday, Feng Ling's class teacher took the initiative to lend her library card to Feng Ling. Chuunin can read many more books than ordinary people can see.

Feng Ling excitedly grabbed her library card and ran to the village library, thinking all about more advanced and detailed ninjutsu books. She didn't notice that a sudden storm of sand and dust exploded around a figure that passed her. She was caught off guard by the force and fell to the ground, with several wounds scratched by the sand on her face and body. .

The wind chime was stunned, and so was the source of the storm.