[Hokage] That's all

The road to the transit island was very smooth. It was the slight bumps when the boat was approaching the shore that woke people up. After waking up, what they saw was Yan Kong who was also falling asleep in front of him.

...Should I be thankful that there are no strange undercurrents in this area so that I can reach the transit island safely all the way.

The time to come back was just right, and I went all the way back to the island with all kinds of dried fruits and snacks bought by Yan Kong. The attendance card wrapped around the training ground was hung on the task, and I couldn't get the food I bought back in the first place. Handed over to Tang, Yankong seemed to have no energy.

"Okay, I'm going to go back to sleep, I'll hand in the mission by myself, anyway, this base is probably cleared by you, tsk tsk tsk, really, when I wake up, I must first teach the person who sent the quest a lesson The guy, actually let my cute little Tang go on a mission, ahh..."

"Yes" put the backpack containing the food where he usually sat, turned around and walked towards the base.

"Ah, I almost forgot, I'll go on, kid, here it is." With the sound of something breaking through the wind behind him, he pulled out the wooden kunai reflexively, and a finely crafted small bag landed not far in front of him.Dazed for a moment, he put away Kunai, and looked at Yankong with a little doubt.

"Tsk tsk tsk, voice judgment is seriously inaccurate, you still have to practice, take it, a gift for the teacher, be careful not to be discovered by those prematurely old stubborn, or they will come to chat with me again Ha - oops... I won't talk to you anymore, hurry back and hand in the task." This time, Yankong didn't stop, and went directly over the railing and took a shortcut back to the base.

Looking at the small cloth bag on the ground, he hesitated for a moment before picking it up.Flick off the dust on the bag, and pull the rope at the mouth of the beam.

Colorful candies.

There are very few such things in the base. The only time I got one was when a high-status person on the island came to observe the base. Every child in the class was given one.The sweet taste seems to penetrate into the bottom of my heart, with a little sour taste and fruity aroma, a feeling that cannot be described in words.

It has been half a month since he came back, obviously he got a more difficult task, and the dried fruit that was used as a condolence item has long been eaten by Yan Kong, and there is not even a scum left.

It is still the day to continue training and watching Yankong and Stalking, and wait for the base to send out the next mission by the way.At the same time, he also began to learn about medical ninjutsu from Tang.Different from general practice, medical ninjutsu requires extremely precise control of chakra. Walking on water has been exercised, and then I was thrown into the sand by Yankong.

"The principle of flattening the sand by yourself, and then walking on water, you are not allowed to blow the sand when you walk, and when you can practice well, you can go find a tango." Yan Kong said righteously

"Hmph, to be jealous of little brats." He poked at the truth.

"Hey? No, no, my wife, didn't I see that you have worked so hard teaching this brat recently, why don't I give you a vacation hahahahaha, don't worry, I will always keep an eye on him!" He insisted on pretending that nothing had happened to Yankong.

"Oh? Then you just keep an eye on him, I'm going back to rest." Zang Chaoyankong raised the corners of his mouth, shook his head handsomely, and went back to the room.

"Hey! Wife, wife?... Alas..." Yan Kong was dejected

Silently retracting his gaze, he held up the broom standing by the wall and started flattening the sand for a new practice.

Well, I'm used to it.

Sparse sand is more difficult to control than water flow, and the requirements for chakra are more refined. Obviously, the current self cannot perfectly meet the requirements.But this trick is obviously Yan Kong's way to distract himself, so that he can easily entangle him, but he was seen through as soon as he came up.

In the second week of this kind of training, Yan Kong finally temporarily gave up all kinds of tricks, and when he reappeared, he held a few scrolls in his hand.Judging by the color, they are both grade B and C scrolls.

"Pack up and get ready to go, kid, you and I have a mission. Tsk, it's just been idle for a month, and you are so anxious to push me out." Yan Kong looked impatient, probably because he couldn't continue to accompany him.

"Yes" Get out of the sand, brush off the sand on your body, no matter what the reason, the order needs to be followed.

After saying hello to Tang, and leaving the Kingdom of Duan again, I am already familiar with the general process. This time it is not a novice inspection, but a formal mission. I will not provide detailed information like a level D mission. Worry, after all, the country of Duan has special training for this, what the country needs are tools, not idiots who waste time to death.

This time the mission was much farther away than the last one, but Yan Kong did not go straight to the mission location, but headed northeast.

"Captain." Asked calmly, you can ask questions, but you can't question them.

"Xiao Er..." Yankong seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it for a while, and finally sighed softly.

"It's okay, I'll tell you when you're older, I'll take you to meet an old friend."

"Yes" Since Yan Kong has already made a decision, I have no right to interfere.

After walking along the remote path for two days, the food only needs Bingliangwan, so there is no need for any stops.The place he arrived at was obviously not within his imagination, it was just a small village in a small country, and there was a weapon shop for samurai here.

It seems that this is the destination.

Yan Kong stood at the door for a moment, with a nostalgic expression on his face, and then pushed open the door of the store.The wooden door opened with what seemed to be a deliberate squeak, and the ears trembled slightly, and then he raised his hand to perform mudra. Chakra was accustomed to gathering eyes, which was an illusion of arrangement, as if this place was not here.

"Don't be nervous, Er." Yan Kong's voice

"Yes." The chakras scattered and gathered, followed Yankong into the room made of illusion.

"Old man, are you still alive? If you don't come out, I will dismantle your illusion and let you move again." Yankong obviously didn't like the environment in the illusion, frowned and then turned to the smiling guy on the counter shouted.

The guy on the counter still had a smile on his face, but his figure bowed slightly, and then moved back and disappeared.

"I think I finally have a business, ahem... I didn't expect it to be you, the disaster star again." The old voice rang around, and then gathered at one point. The wall behind the place where the guy disappeared was twisted and squeezed slowly. Come out alone.

"You really can't die, tsk, it seems that I won the bet I made at that time." Yankong raised his eyebrows, took two steps forward and punched the old man in front of him, and missed the thin old man in front of him halfway Lightly stopped.

"Cough... Xiaoyan, I am old, but I can't help you greet me so warmly. Cough... Tell me, what are you doing here?" The old man coughed twice without much fluctuation. .

"I don't tell you, you probably know it, whoever has nothing to do will come to your shitty place." Yankong was not surprised, and then withdrew his hands, folded his arms and looked at the person in front of him.

"Hoho, what a nice kid, you can actually see that it's an illusion." The old man finally moved his eyes away and looked at the child beside him.

The silver mask covered his expression, and his gaze was flat when he raised his eyes. He instinctively told himself that this person was dangerous. It didn't seem like an inner person, but more like a strange aura.

"This is my apprentice, don't make any wrong ideas and let him do the experiment." Yankong suddenly became nervous for some reason, and moved half a step to completely block me.

The old man's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he looked thoughtful: "Is that so...these eyes..." The words stopped halfway, and the old man didn't continue.

Eye?What's wrong with my eyes?It seemed that Yan Kong obviously knew about this.

"Ahem...well, the old rules, you don't have to be so serious, isn't it just that when you brought your little wife here, I gave her a fright? Could it be that you are carrying your little wife behind your back? A child born outside? Oh, I'm talking nonsense, don't do it!"

Silently looked away and pretended not to see anything.

After half a cup of tea, an old man who was already thin was sitting on a chair with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he took out a small clean glass bottle and handed it to Yankong with a bitter face.

Yan Kong clenched his fists, it seemed that the punch was quite comfortable.

"Xiao Er, take it, let yourself bleed."

"Yes." Taking the bottle two steps forward, the chakra blade extended and cut through the blood vessels, the blood naturally fell, and when it was close to the mouth of the bottle, it seemed to be sucked into the bottle, and the bottle was full after a while.The lavender chakra condensed, and the wound healed quickly, and then Yankong slapped his head.

"Kao, haven't you already learned it, kid? Why do you keep pestering your sister-in-law to let her teach you?"

"Captain, it hurts." If I said that I was happy to watch him being chased and ran around and beat him up, would I be the one who gets beaten up next time?

"It's good to know that it hurts, hey, you brat, don't change the subject for me." Yan Kong, who was shaken, frowned.

"I only learned the skills of the second level, and I haven't learned the healing skills of the third level." Report the truth honestly.

"Then you should read the information yourself, brat."

"..."

"Stop talking, brat!"

"Yes"

"Don't be so routine, I'll beat you!"

"..."

The old man on the side watched a big show and applauded.

……

After tossing a set, he handed the blood bottle to the old man. The old man took it and shook it. His expression looked quite satisfied, and he carefully sealed the bottle and put it away.

"Come here to pick up things in a year, Xiaoyan."

"I hope you can still be alive and kicking by then, let me beat you up. Hmph." Yan Kong broke his fists with a warm smile.

"Ahem...then it's time to welcome you."

Turning his head to look at the old man who saw him off, his thin body could hardly withstand the wind.

He's always been alone.

As a human being, would you be afraid?

Will you feel lonely?

Probably will.

But I don't feel it.