At the training ground, under the dim sky, Bo Feng Shuimen was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. His face was covered with filthy mud stains, and the ground was covered with crooked footprints and scratches.

Sato, who was on the side, had already leaned against the trunk of the tree and rested comfortably.

"Uncle Sato has been unhappy lately, hasn't he, been scolded by his aunt again?" Bo Feng Shuimen asked weakly. It seems that we have to rest for a while before we can continue.

Sweat slid down his neck, and the whole clothes were filled with a smell of sweat.

"My mother is not a shrew, he is unhappy because he has to raise his salary every year."

"Finally, Uncle Masaki Yamashiro added his name to it."

"No, it must have been crossed out by the woman who transferred to Xiaochun again."

Sato said with some resentment that if his father raised his salary and his mother had more money, he would have pocket money, and it would definitely rise. After all, the Sato family is the only one of them.

Bo Fengshui was related for a while, and originally thought that it would not be like this, but now it seems that what Sato said is indeed very reasonable.

Sato felt a little hungry and went to the water gate to get a bag, although he didn't like to eat dry cakes, but something is better than nothing.

"Watergate, got your cookies?"

Bo Fengshuimen said, I don't want to talk, don't you have a little pressure in your heart? I've eaten my biscuits for a few days, but it's okay to consciously ask?

"Hey, what is this?" Sato also knew that Bo Feng Shuimen training was so hard, it was impossible not to bring supplies. After turning over for a while, finally, the soldier food pill was turned out.

"Well, it smells a bit strong." Sato's smell alone makes me feel very flushed.

"This is the meatballs I prepared, not only the replenishment effect is good, but the taste is also very authentic." Bo Feng Shuimen struggled to lean over.

Sato looked at Bo Feng Shuimen, and then at Bing Liang Pill.

You're stupid to me, it's meatballs, and it tastes authentic. I have to say that Sato is still very clever.

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Bo Feng Shuimen took one and put it to his mouth, and suddenly felt a fierce pungent smell. Kurama Kuashi is right, I haven't eaten it yet, and I can almost imagine the taste.

Bo Feng Shuimen gritted his teeth, Sato was right, why don't you have family affairs, no status, you can only rely on yourself. If you want to get ahead, you can only rely on hardship.

The entrance of the Bing Food Pill was instantaneous, and Bo Feng Shuimen had the urge to cut off his tongue. The intense bitter taste spread rapidly along the nerves, and although it was different from the feeling of thunder and lightning, the pain was not inferior to that of thunder and lightning. His fists were clenched, his toes were straight, his teeth chattered, his eyes were closed, and tears were cold and sliding down. What a dismal soldier food pill.

Sato looked at it, and Bo Feng Shuimen didn't say a word. Could it be that it's really meatballs. Thinking of this, Sato picked up two soldier food pills and stuffed them into his mouth, and took a bite of them.

"Bah, bah, bah—"

"Ahh

"Bitter death, what the hell is this, is there water?"

Sato pinched his neck with both hands, his tongue sticked out, spitting hard, and his facial features were squeezed together.

"Poof-" Seeing Sato like this, Bo Feng Shuimen couldn't help but laugh.

In the midst of suffering, he picked up two more soldier food pills and stuffed them into his mouth. He smiled, laughed, and laughed worse than crying.

Ten meters away from the tree, the pommel horse saw this scene, and he also admired it very much, he followed, just felt that no one could endure this soldier food pill like himself, and now he saw Bo Feng Shuimen, he was convinced, really convinced.

Kurama seems to remember the scene when he was a child, at that time, the Kurama family, there were still some cards, and he was also inspired to revive the Kurama family, and even wanted to be the Hokage.

However, there is no background, it doesn't matter, even his talent and strength were beheaded by Yuan Feiri, Uchiha Mirror and others, he finally broke down, gave up, got by, in order to marry a beautiful wife, and even, joined the Haruno family.

Watergate, Watergate, you have to be very talented and work hard enough, but if you want to become a Hokage, I'm afraid, it's not enough. As a shinobi, he has a good understanding of the village system, and Kurama Kuangzhi's ideas are naturally quite realistic.

The wind blew up the orange hair, and the heart that was unwilling to be mediocre was struggling desperately.

The sky is dim, and there is only a little hope of starlight.

Even if it's the slightest handout that leaks through the fingers of other people's pity.

It's also going to be all in it – to catch it.

Countless falls, even if the body is bruised, even if it is difficult to breathe, the stubborn soul will always spread its wings and fly-

"Watergate, forget it, if you go on like this, you will die." Ten days later, Sato looked at the bruises all over his body, and persuaded with a distressed face.

Sato has never been a caring person, he has said so, which shows how miserable the current situation of Bofeng Shuimen is.

"Didn't you say that, like us, we have no family affairs and no connections, so we can only rely on ourselves?"

"Is there any other way for us to do this than to work hard?"

Bo Feng Shuimen asked rhetorically.

"That's what I said. However, your training these days has not improved. “

"Well, I think you're practicing the instantaneous technique like a monkey."

Sato is anxious, because the graduation exam is about to be held, Bo Feng Shuimen must be able to pass with his eyes closed, but he can't do it, if Bo Feng Shuimen keeps practicing the instantaneous technique, who will open a small stove for him and pass the exam?

The sisters of the Qiu Dao family, there are already family elites who are raiding to make up classes. That's the good thing about family affairs. But what does I have in Sato?

I don't have anything, I only have, Bo Feng Shuimen? If there is no Bo Feng Shuimen, he is sure that in this life, he will live a mediocre life like his father, with bad luck and possible sacrifice.

"Monkey—"

"Monkey—"

"Monkey—"

Bo Feng Shuimen muttered to himself.

"Watergate, you won't be hit, something is wrong with your head, right?"

"Watergate, you must not drill the horns."

Sato looked at the schizophrenic appearance of Bo Feng Shuimen, and broke out in a cold sweat, if this Feng Shui Gate is insane, it must not be raised by Sato's family.

"Sato, you're too smart."

"You're so smart."

Bo Feng Shui Teng pounced, holding Sato and jumping up.

"Uh, tap, tap."

"Strangled me, out of breath."

"Of course I'm smart, I'm not as smart as you, but I'm also very smart."

Sato's little face flushed when he was praised. However, he didn't know why Watergate praised him.

Bo Feng Shuimon put down Sato and looked at the woods at the training ground. The monkey only sees the shuttle from tree to tree, which requires the smoothness and balance of movement the most.

Although the behavior of humans and monkeys is different, the body structure is roughly the same, and by studying the monkey's scurrying movements in the trees, it is not difficult to find out how to maintain the fluidity and balance of the body in high-speed movement.

"Sato, I need a monkey."

"Monkeys? I'll figure it out. "If it was usual, Sato would definitely not be so easy to speak, but the exam is about to be, and at the moment he has helped Bo Feng Shuimen, and when the exam comes, he will definitely help him with all his might. So Sato readily agreed.