The person who came was a person who was covered in a black trench coat all over his body, and he could only see beautiful eyes and ink-colored hair that had slid down, he was taken aback when he saw Ling Feng, no, it should be said that he was shocked, and his pupils contracted suddenly in an instant. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Feng hurriedly explained: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I'm Madara Uchiha in another world, not Madara here, don't worry, I'm kind and friendly, I won't kill people casually." "Ling Feng didn't say anything about his chakra being sealed, and when he wasn't sure that the other party was not cutting him, he couldn't expose his lack of self-protection ability.

Perhaps listening to his explanation, the man calmed down, and walked into the cabin in a few steps, without speaking from beginning to end.

"That...... I'm very tired from walking the mountain road, so I'm taking a break here, and I've eaten some of your fruit, don't you mind?" Ling Feng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I rest here with you a little longer?"

The man raised his eyes, was silent for a moment, and nodded.

"Thank you so much, you're such a nice guy. Ling Feng thanked him a few times, as a good citizen, politeness is a must.

When the man heard Ling Feng's words, he slightly hooked the corners of his mouth as if mockingly.

Although he was wearing a mask on his face, Ling Feng could still see some emotions in the eyes of the other party - it was all because of his years of being with Kakashi-sensei, Ling Feng Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura and the others had learned this special skill.

Then there was silence.

"Anyway, why do you live in such a remote place? Ling Feng couldn't stand the dreary atmosphere, so he first broke the silence and spoke.

The man still didn't speak, just looked at Ling Feng like this.

"Are you dumb?" Ling Feng asked tentatively.

The man nodded.

"Oh, I see, then you can write down what you say on paper. Ling Feng rummaged through the drawer, found a pen and paper, and handed it to the man.

"What's your name?" Ling Feng asked.

The man picked up the pen and wrote a word on the paper - Saka

"What about your surname?" Ling Feng said, "Your name has the same pronunciation as mine, but it's still easy to distinguish between the two of us." ”

There is no last name. Saka wrote these words.

"No?" Ling Feng blinked, it was definitely impossible.

But since Saka didn't say it himself, Ling Feng wouldn't ask again, everyone has a secret, doesn't it?

"Are you a man or a woman?" Ling Feng felt that Saka was a man, although he had long hair, there were also many boys in the Hokage who had long hair, and he also looked like Madara now with long hair.

Man.

"Sure enough, I said, you're a man. But you also like to have long hair. It is said that people with long hair are either too lazy to cut, or too busy to have time, or they think long hair looks good. Don't you think it's a bit of a girl to have long hair?" Ling Feng said in a babbling voice, obviously forgetting that he also has long hair now.

"What about you? Why do you have long hair? Short hair is more convenient and refreshing. Don't complain that I'm so warm in winter. Ling Feng asked curiously.

Saka looked at Ling Feng and didn't put pen to paper.

"Well, if you don't want to say it, forget it. Ling Feng sat down, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

Silent.

"Is it disfigured?"

Silent.

"Too ugly?"

Silent.

"Pretending to be cool?"

Silent.

"Don't stop talking—" Ling Feng lengthened his voice, "It makes me feel like I'm talking to myself." ”

Silent.

"If you're wrong, you can't speak, so you can use your pen. Ling Feng leaned on the table and said, "Are you just an ordinary civilian? ”

Saka's pen moved, and Ling Feng immediately straightened up and looked over, there was only a horizontal line on the paper.

"......" Ling Feng was also silent, and then slowly turned his head to look at Ban, "Don't play tricks." ”

"Your handwriting is beautiful, and you are trained at first glance, then you should be a member of a large family. Judging by the way you look, it won't be that you have an awkward relationship with your family and run away. In order not to let them find themselves, hide in this remote deep mountain. Ling Feng touched his chin and reasoned like a detective: "You shouldn't be dumb, but you're afraid that others will know your identity from your voice, so not only do you cover your face and body, but you don't even make a sound." If this is true, then you must be a very famous person, a celebrity that almost everyone knows. ”

"Am I right?"

No.

"Ah, sure enough, I don't have any potential to be a detective. Alas, forget it, it's better to be yourself. Well, it's really shameless, I finally want to try to reason, even if it's wrong, I have to comfort and write a right one. "Ling Feng felt very defeated, he was a Conan fan at the beginning, but he watched every episode at first, and then because there were too many episodes, he only watched the plot with the dark organization or the FBI.

It's great that Aoyama doesn't go to crime.

It's a shame that Aoyama doesn't want to be a detective.

However, it is better for Aoyama to be a manga artist.

Otherwise, you won't see the wonderful Detective Conan.

Although the plot has a lot of slots.

And there may never be a finale.

After Aoyama received the bento, his son or daughter continued to paint.

The grandchildren continued.

The grandchildren's son continues.

The grandson of the grandson of the grandson continues.

Of course, what Ling Feng hoped most was that the Hokage would be finished.

While he was still alive.

Far from it. Ling Feng returned to his thoughts, patted his head, and looked at the sky outside the window, which already felt a little dusk.

"I'm leaving, Saka, it's getting dark. Ling Feng stood up and prepared to leave.

Come back tomorrow.

"I can't necessarily come, do your best. Ling Feng didn't expect Saka to invite him, scratching his head and saying uncertainly, "That's right!

Ling Feng took out the money from his pocket and handed it to Ban: "This is the money I used to eat fruit." ”

I don't need to.

"Oh yes, you can't buy it here. Then I'll bring it to you when I come. Ling Feng suddenly realized, said, and then walked to the door: "Let's go! See you another day!"

The boy walked away until he was completely out of sight.

"Huh. Saka chuckled, a magnetic, deep voice: "It's funny." ”

If Ling Feng could hear it, he would definitely feel that this voice was extremely familiar.

Having said that, Ling Feng also said earlier that everyone has privacy, and the next moment he started asking questions, what do you mean?

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Small Theatre - A small day a day

Those who pick up garbage in the cold wind and have to keep warm with their hands and feet so red from the cold, those who have to come out on a hot day at a young age to do meager jobs...... These scenes are poignant, tearful, and even more memorable that there are some people who have endured much more suffering than us, let us cherish what we have in front of us, and bring them some warmth and help within our ability.

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ps: Although it's a little late, I still wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival! This is the Mid-Autumn Festival gift plus more ~~~o(=∩ω∩=)m