[Hokage] That's all

The ninja who saw him off left and landed at the top of a mountain. From a distance, the pier and the small town where he usually travels can be seen.

"Well, I was the one who brought you back to the base." Yankong looked at the town with a low tone, as if talking about a long time ago.

"At that time, you were less than one year old, and you looked at me with saliva left over, and smiled silly at that." Although his tone was as cheerful as possible, there was no smile at the corner of Yankong's mouth, on the contrary, there was a little smile on his face. The silence that does not want to remember.

A little curious, I looked at him, hoping to know more.Yan Kong shook his head, and didn't continue talking, as if he had thrown away all the troubles that he didn't want to remember.

"It's so fast, it's been more than three years in a flash. I'm gone, kid, and I'm staying here today." After speaking, Yan Kong turned and walked towards the town down the mountain.

"Yes."

"Call me uncle, and talk to me everyday, don't be like a piece of wood."

"Yes, Uncle"

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The neat short hair was stained with water and collapsed. The mask was taken off and placed in the river for simple cleaning. The reflection in the water reflected the person's appearance, exquisite facial features, fair skin, and dark red pupils like jewels.The mask was rinsed with water, and it seemed that there was no change. Wipe off the water droplets on the inside, and brought it back to the face, it was a little cold.

After waiting for a while, several small fishes swam down the river. Chakra was concentrated in his eyes, and the long knife was unsheathed behind his back, and after a while, he accurately pierced two of them.The rest of the small fishes that had escaped the catastrophe scattered, and ran away without a trace.

He carried two fish back to the shore, quickly scaled and removed the internal organs of the fish, cleaned them, put the rolled up trouser legs away, put on his jacket and returned to the resting place.Yankong had already lit the fire, picked up the twigs he had trimmed earlier, passed the two fish, and put them on the fire for barbecue.

It has been three days since I set off, and I don't know where I have arrived now, at least it is no longer within the scope of the country of water.After all, one day was spent on a boat.

You can learn a lot in two years, and there are many things besides assassination, cooking is one of them.Pull out the branch scroll, tie the seal and take out the sealed seasoning jar, the storage scroll is a convenient thing.

After the fish was grilled, he handed the fish to Yankong and picked up one to solve the food problem.Yankong said that taking Bingliang pills all the time would affect his body, so he had to be thrown to catch fish.

Yan Kong didn't seem to be planning to rush, so he happened to read a book during his break.When passing by the town a few days ago, Yankong bought a few books about ninjutsu, and just had a look at them in his spare time.

"Hey, kid, please be more lively, can't you chat with me?" Yan Kong said when he saw that I was reading again.

"Yes" is a habitual answer, and I don't bother to look up. This is the fourth time I say this sentence today, so I continue to read this book.

"Hey, talk a little more everyday, how can I teach you?"

"……Um"

"Cut, brat." Yan Kong, who was prevaricated, touched his nose with a helpless expression.

Chakra is divided into five attributes: fire, water, wind, thunder, and earth. Chakras of the same attribute have bonuses for performing ninjutsu of the same attribute, while ninjutsu of other attributes have restraint and weakening.There is only one type of chakra with initial attributes, but it is very interesting that you can have other chakras through cultivation.

The chakra I have is of the fire attribute, which is very surprising. According to the current speed that is faster than others, Yan Kong once thought that I was a wind attribute chakra, but it doesn't matter, it won't make a big difference. Trouble.

Different seals can lead to different ninjutsu, which is very interesting and is rarely learned at the base.The base only teaches the practice of basic seal and seal speed, and there is no teaching on the linkage of Chakra.

Read it carefully and memorize it. This needs to be mastered from the very beginning. After all, what is persecuted is life.

After resting by the river for nearly an afternoon, I felt the sound of commotion in the distance. It seemed that someone was approaching, but the distance was still far away.Closing the book and looking at Yan Kong, Yan Kong didn't seem surprised by this, turned over, took out two sets of tattered clothes from somewhere, and threw one to me.

"Put it on, ready to go." Yan Kong frowned again after speaking, and then took out a little old cloak and threw it to me. "Take off the mask, and then cover your rabbit eyes for me. If you don't know, you may think you have pink eye disease."

"Team...uncle, pink eye disease is the redness of the whites of the eyes." He took the clothes and replied in a flat tone.

"#小鬼, looking for a beating!"

"I'll do it right away." I felt inexplicably happy.

I changed the uniform of the base, put it in the storage roll, changed into clothes, put on the cloak, thought about it, and put the mask in the roll.Wearing the mask for too long, I almost forgot the touch of the wind.There is very little contact with the sun, and now the sun exposure can obviously make a layer of skin off my face.Putting on the cloak, Yankong is indeed a caring person.

Pulling down the somewhat enlarged hood to cover some of the sun, and returning to the original place, Yan Kong, who has changed his clothes, looks like an ordinary person, completely concealing his aura and concealing his aura. This is the most important teaching in the past.

Clean up the food residues around, sit on the stone on the side and wait for most of the people to approach.

After a stick of incense, a group of people appeared in a nearby open space, some old and some young, and very few young people.This group of people seemed to be hungry and naked, and their bodies were not in good shape. Some were sallow and emaciated, and some were wrapped in bandages, obviously with wounds on their bodies.

Refugees, victims of war.

The leader was obviously stunned when he saw someone, and then immediately pointed the rake that was used as a crutch and a weapon at us.

Yan Kong didn't seem to be surprised by this, but he made a frightened look and took two steps back, blocking me roughly behind him.Somewhat startled, then he adjusted his facial expression according to Yan Kong's teaching.He seldom makes expressions, the muscles on his face seem to be a little stiff, and he doesn't know what kind of strange expressions he will make.

"You... you... are you the head of Xincang Village next door! I am Yan Kong from the next village!" Yan Kong shouted excitedly.

I don't know why, but I suddenly had the urge to laugh, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I continued to try my best to put on the expression Yan Kong requested.But obviously, Yankong has already done enough planning for this operation, whether it's dressing up or acting.

"You...you are Xiaoyan!?" The person called Xincang was taken aback for a moment, and then he had a surprised expression on his face. According to the book, meeting old acquaintances in a foreign country is most of the time exciting.

"It's really you! Village Chief Xincang!" Yan Kong went up to meet him and gave the person opposite him a big hug.

The two were so moved that they burst into tears and patted each other's shoulders for a while without saying anything.

Seeing that the two of them recognized each other successfully, they followed Yankong. The refugee team of less than 20 people sat and rested sparsely in this open space. Sitting directly on the ground without saying a word.There was no light in their eyes, just numb emptiness.

Maybe they lost their peaceful life, relatives, parents, brothers and sisters in the war.

For them, this is extremely cruel.

And for me, my identity is someone they should hate.

Ninjas are powerful weapons, so they have the power of life and death.

They, to ninjas, are nothing but ants.

A fragile creature.

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