Hyacinth and Thorn went to the place where they met the scorpion on time every day to train puppetry, but they waited for a long time, and the days passed, and they did not meet the strange person again.

The Red Sand Scorpion, the legendary son, holds two red hairs left by the scorpion, which Hyacinth and Thorn have secretly verified that the genetic material in the hair is indeed the product of the combination of the DNA of Hyacinth and Thorn. That scorpion named Red Sand seems to be a very powerful son, although it is strange to say this, but, where has he gone?

Hyacinth came as promised with her puppet on her back, and she was very scheming to make a mark in the sand valley, but looking at it today, the mark in the sand valley is still there, and no one has ever come.

"Hey, Thorn, are you saying that guy won't come back?" Hyacinth looked around uncertainly.

"Maybe you got lost in the desert and were eaten by the monsters that ran out of the desert at night, quack quack......" Thorn laughed funny.

Boom!

The fist smashed mercilessly on the thorn's head, "That guy is your son, isn't it okay to curse others like this?" Hyacinth looked at the thorns with disgust, and untied the puppet and put it down, ready to start a new day of practice.

"I said I would come back, and I would definitely come back, my father, my mother."

When the somewhat familiar voice sounded, Hyacinth and the thorn were suddenly held from behind, and they were encircled in their arms, and the person behind them was so hard that Hyacinth's head was tightly pressed against the thorn.

Thorn just giggled, but Hyacinth was ashamed and angry, and stamped the scorpion's foot hard.

The scorpion was in pain and hurriedly let go of the two.

"I've gone on a quest for the truth, and now I'm finally sure of one thing," the scorpion muttered to himself as he looked over the hyacinths and thorns and looked at the sand dunes in distraction, "The world is real, and I did come to a dozen years ago." ”

The scorpion retracted his eyes and looked at the two of Hyacinth Thorns warmly, "Since there are parents in this world, I will stay here and live, and I will not leave." ”

"Now, I'm teaching my mother and father puppetry."

The Red Sand Scorpion is a genius puppeteer, and he has a unique insight into puppetry, and he is very suitable for teaching his very immature parents.

The puppeteer's level of chakra control is higher than that of medical ninjutsu, and the puppeteer is good at using poison, so it is inevitable to learn pharmacy knowledge, and often medical ninjutsu will also be learned. Therefore, many puppeteers are also medical ninjas.

The core of controlling the puppet is the chakra line, and the flexibility of the chakra line determines whether the puppet is flexible or not.

Therefore, almost at a glance, you can see the level of the scorpion of Mom and Dad, and in the first lesson, he sprinkled a lot of beans into the sand, and also sprinkled some sand very excessively, and kicked a few times.

"Now, use the chakra thread to pick out the beans mixed in the sand." The scorpion laughed, and beans slipped from his fingers, announcing the beginning of a day of painful practice for Hyacinth and Thorns.

"It's going to be this level of cultivation," Hyacinth covered her forehead, "I don't know if it's useful, but I'm sure it's going to be tiring." ”

Rolling very small beans out of the sand with chakra thread and setting them aside requires patience and perseverance. The scorpions threw away enough beans for them to pick up for a long time.

While Hyacinth and Thorn were practicing, the scorpion stayed quietly on the side...... Took out the needle and thread.

The scorpion was clumsy with a needle and looked like he wanted to pick up some colorful rags, but he was not skilled with a needle, and the scorpion would always prick his hand every few times, and the red blood flowed out, and he grinned in pain.

Two hours later, Hyacinth and Thorn had finished picking up the beans, and they approached behind the scorpion, looking curiously at the doll that the scorpion had sewn.

"Mother, this doll is for you." The scorpion laughed and shoved the sewn doll into Hyacinth's hand.

"What an ugly and cute doll." Hyacinth was surprised to take the ugly cute and ugly doll in his hand and look at it over and over again.

Scorpion smiled happily, "When I was very young, this was the first toy my mother made, and I made it the way it was. ”

"Thank you, Mother." The scorpion hugged the hyacinth.

Hyacinth was a little overwhelmed, "In other words, I'm not good at making toys in the future, right?" Hyacinth frowned, "Scorpion, I'll practice a lot." ”

This doll is too ugly, isn't it? Will it really be for my son in the future, it's a shame. Hyacinth is obsessed with herself.

A dead beggar stretched out his hand in front of the scorpion, "Scorpion, son, don't you have a gift for me?" ”

"However, my father was always very busy, and when the war was over, my father said that he would personally make me a birthday present when the war was over. Later...... "The scorpion's eyes were full of sadness.

"Later, I died, didn't I?" Thorn withdrew his hand and scratched his head in embarrassment, "But it sounds like I am very much like a very unqualified father in the future." ”

"Son, as compensation for the future, let me make toys for you." Thorn felt that he had come up with a brilliant idea, and he slammed his fist hard, "I'll go back and prepare a present!" ”

With a cheer, the thorn left the scorpion and ran away.

Although he always said that he hated thorns, when thorns left, Hyacinth also wanted to go back.

It doesn't seem good to leave the scorpion here, "Well, it's almost noon, Scorpion, are you going back to lunch with us?" ”

The scorpion shook his head and refused, "It's easy for me to get into trouble when I go back to the village, so I'll see you tomorrow." ”

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The next day, the thorns did not come, and Hyacinth said that the thorns were struggling for gifts.

Picking up soybeans is no longer a challenge, this time, the scorpion asked Hyacinth to grab the loose sand with a puppet line, and to make a big hole within the specified time

Fill with grabbed sand.

The sand is so loose that it can easily be missed by hand, not to mention that there is not much to grasp with the chakra line.

This is a test not only of control of the chakra line, but also of creativity.

At first, Hyacinth wanted to gather the chakra lines into the shape of a palm, but it was too inefficient.

It wasn't until Hyacinth weaved a huge shovel out of dense chakra lines that the efficiency was much faster.

(Not bad.) The scorpion nodded in satisfaction.

A week later, Thorn and Hyacinth came together, and Thorn handed it to the Scorpion in a very delicate box.

When I opened it, there was a very ugly puppet doll in the delicate box.

"It's a toy that combines puppet skills, you see!" As he spoke, the thorns manipulated the puppet to jump up.

"Scorpion, do you like it?" Thorns flaunt their masterpieces.

The scorpion's eyes sparkled, and he remembered the night when his father said his last goodbye.

"Thank you." The scorpion took the puppet toy and rubbed it gently as if it were a treasure.

"Scorpion, I brought you jujube cake." Hyacinth stepped aside and took out the gift he had prepared.

Compared with the thorns, the thorns make the scorpion son more and more pleasant, and he has a sense of comfort that he forcibly recognizes as a very powerful ninja's father. Hyacinth never called the scorpion son once, and she even resisted calling it that, but she consciously thought that she had the responsibility to take care of the scorpion, and the girl was always more emotional.

The sweet jujube cake, the soft and glutinous taste, the jujube cake from the hand of the mother's hyacinth, I haven't eaten it for a long time, this familiar taste, the first bite, the scorpion immediately burst into tears.