40 years of Shayin Village, May 22, half past one in the afternoon.

The old man He Yan stuffed the worn-out pocket watch with broken threads in his hand into his arms, and there were pockets sewn into the windproof white robe, so he didn't have to worry about the pocket watch slipping into the sand.

After the incident of a white-haired young man with a masked face suddenly jumping out of the ground just now, the more than seventy clansmen behind the old man He Yan gathered up one after another, and began to shout around him to ask for warmth, saying for a while, "Patriarch, are you okay?", for a while saying, "Patriarch, have you been scared", and for a while saying, "I'm scared to death, patriarch, do you want to take a break", and so on, and so on, and so on, and so

"That's it! Is there an end? Am I too old to be scared of such a thing? Did you elect me to be the patriarch because I was old!? Say a few words, go back and look at the goods, we will enter Loulan immediately! ”

Old man He Yan changed his previous casual and leisurely attitude, and instead suppressed everyone's worries and greetings with an extremely tough attitude, and took the initiative to retreat the clansmen and let them return to their jobs.

Xiao Huimina, who had been looking at Loulan in front of her in a distraught way, was still immersed in the fact that her brother didn't say goodbye, until her grandfather He Yan's scolding sounded in her ears.

"Huimina! What are you thinking, like you've lost your soul? Keep up! Old man He Yan said solemnly.

"Huh? That one...... Be! I'll be right away! ”

Huimina slapped the camel's hump, her two little short legs rubbing against the camel's belly, pursing her fat little mouth, and her expression was solemn like a heroine galloping on a horse and driving a tiger and a wolf.

The old man He Yan looked back at his little granddaughter who was angry, and said helplessly: "Little Huimina, do you use the camel as a horseman?" ”

Six-year-old Huimina snorted coldly, and said to her grandfather He Yan with the awkwardness she had learned from a boy of the same age in the past few days: "You care about me! ”

"Hey......"

The old man He Yan sighed softly and took off the cowhide water bag containing the wine from his waist buckle.

He poured a sip of wine, the best sake, bought for tens of thousands of yuan, and it was worth a lot of money, but he couldn't buy a drunk.

The old man understands that the encounters and partings in life are always sudden and unexpected.

In the days when you want to be with someone the most, you haven't had time to get drunk with that person once, say a love word, and that person will leave quietly or resolutely.

It's a shame, isn't it?

"The kid will come back." Old man He Yan said to Hui Mina.

"What?" Huimina asked anxiously, "Really, grandpa?" ”

"Ah, really......"

The corners of Old Man He Yan's bitter mouth squeezed out a gentle smile.

"God won't let the person you miss day and night disappear, sincerely remember a person, and you will definitely meet him again one day, don't lie to you."

Huimina smiled, her face filled with inexplicable happiness.

The old man He Yan touched the pocket watch in the white robe, he had never hoped so strongly that what he said was the truth, and today when his lover has passed away for many years and his children have died one after another, he told such a lie to his granddaughter.

In the midst of the mighty caravan, there was a man who saw and heard all this.

"Won't God make the people you miss day and night disappear?"

At the back of the caravan, a young man in a black robe with an ordinary face sat on a wooden cart carrying goods, he chewed this sentence carefully, and said to himself: "The reason why God will not let the person you miss day and night disappear is because you have been missing him, so he has always lived in your heart." Well, it's a very simple truth, but it's very useful, especially suitable for comforting some little girls who are not yet sensible, but like romanticism, what a cunning caravan leader. ”

After the strange young man finished speaking, he suddenly laughed: "God can't make people forget their beloved, but, maybe, I can." ”

The young man looked up at the scorching sun above his head, his eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and three sickle-shaped black pupil marks interlocked, floating in it, and then an evil aura that was difficult for ordinary people to perceive emanated.

This is a pair of kaleidoscope writing wheels that have never existed.

"In a thousand years, I didn't expect that her power would give rise to so many strange people, things, and things, it's really ...... I don't know what to say. ”

The young man muttered to himself, his tone vicissitudes, as if he was full of curiosity and incomprehension about the world, and even a little ashamed.

"I ...... Clean up the mess. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he put away the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye and returned to his ordinary appearance.

He looked at the old man He Yan at the front of the caravan from a distance with a pair of ordinary eyes, and said softly: "I didn't expect to come to Loulan this time, and I could meet such a good seedling, but I am a little older, but ......"

"I'm not old and immortal, and I'm not qualified to talk about people, hehe."

The young man actually claimed to be old and immortal, and then he really said like an old man, "What a good seedling, a soul that is not controlled by reincarnation...... In this world, except for the ghost in the country of ghosts, there are not many souls that are not controlled by reincarnation. ”

"Perhaps, I should get in touch with him, confess something to him, and let him make a choice."

"It's been a thousand years, I'm tired......"

"I had to do what I had to do before my patience was completely lost. It seems that we have to seriously find some good seedlings. ”

After the young man finished speaking, he jumped lightly from the cargo.

He was dressed in a black robe, but he did not hide his face, and he followed the route of He Yan's caravan, passing by him, and at the same time, he walked unhurriedly on the desert with his hands behind his back, like an old man drinking tea and walking birds.

The entire caravan of more than seventy people, including nearly a thousand camels, did not notice him by any person or creature.

Someone may have turned their heads to see him, but this strange young man turned on the kaleidoscope writing wheel eyes in an instant and looked back, and then, the unlucky guy who turned his head was stunned for a few seconds like an idiot, and when he came back to his senses, he didn't know why he was turning his head, and there was nothing strange around.

On the big day, the yellow sand is spread all over the ground. One person is better than many.

If there is such a thing as a peerless elegance in the world, then this strange young man who walks in the desert with his hands behind his back deserves this reputation, although no one knows it.

The leisurely pace seems to be slow, but in fact, it takes more than ten seconds to cross the kilometer.

Under the scorching sun, a little boy with short white hair on the edge of Loulan walked softly towards another cold young man with masked face and arrogant silver hair.

Of course, the body of that cold white-haired young man was pressing down on a strong man who fell from the sky at this time.

The man looked to be in his thirties, and he wore a pair of iron badges on his face that covered the sides of his face, and the logo of Konoha Ninja Village was emblazoned on his forehead.

The white-haired boy, who was limp, walked up to them and patted the cold little face of the silver-haired boy who was pressed under him by the adult man.

"Run, you're running? I told you not to run so fast, but you didn't listen! The white-haired boy said with a smile.

It can be seen that at a young age, this gentleman has excellent qualifications to become a villain.

Of course, it's the kind of "big villain" who can't survive an episode.