The rain in the wind fluttered like willows, passing through the land of fire, and the gloomy dark clouds became thin and light, except for some broken drizzles that were tirelessly sprinkled.

"Moo-"

A rhinoceros lowered its head and stuck out its tongue to roll up a ball of grass, slowly stuffed the grass and leaves into its mouth, and did not look up, just quietly chewed the grass, and let out a pleasant cry from time to time.

"It's really not easy to finally get out of the land of fire, grandpa."

At the front of a procession, a virtuous woman in her twenties sat on top of an ostrich and turned her head to whisper congratulations to a thin old man in his seventies.

"Well," the old man's face was full of joy and worry, his red rosacea nose moved slightly, and his mouth unconsciously brushed aside, "The rain in the Fire Country this year is really heavy, and it is not much worse than the rain country, I have only seen such heavy rain more than ten years ago." ”

"Is there one? Grandpa, the Land of Fire has a heavy rain every summer, but it won't last so long, and it seems to be the first time in my memory that the Land of Fire has such a rainy day. The virtuous woman chatted casually.

The red-nosed old man straightened his gray raincoat that had been wrinkled by the heavy rain before, and replied: "You were still young at that time, how can you remember, it was fourteen years ago, well, I remember that year, the famous Konoha White Fang, committed suicide and died." ”

"Yay? Konoha White Fang? Who's that? The virtuous woman asked, slightly interested.

The red-nosed old man deliberately made a look of disgust, and said, "Oh, the young people now don't even know who Konoha White Fang is, it's really ......"

Before the old man could finish speaking, a rhinoceros roared in panic from the back of the long line.

"Moo!"

There was a commotion in the ranks behind.

A rhinoceros carrying all kinds of goods was so frightened that it rushed into the caravan and even spewed out the grass in its mouth.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the rhinoceros rush in?"

"Ouch! Don't push me! ”

The rhinoceros' rampage caused the ostrich to panic, and the people riding on the ostriche's back also bumped up and down.

At the front of the line, the red-nosed old man frowned and said to the virtuous woman, "Huimina, you go and have a look." ”

"Hmm." Huimina nodded obediently.

This caravan traveling around the world was huge, and the queue alone was 500 meters long.

The ostrich gallops no slower than a horse, and from an early age it has developed the ability to take refuge, such as sticking its head into the sand or running with its feet outstretched.

In less than ten seconds, Huimina was at the back of the group, and she opened her mouth to make a strange "whine" sound, like some kind of animal command.

After a while, the chaos calmed down, and the panicked rhinoceros and ostriches fell silent.

"What's wrong? What happened? Huimina asked in a loud voice.

As soon as this question was spoken, a thick smell of blood wafted straight from the front, and Huimina's body stiffened, this smell of blood was very strange, not like the smell of blood, but like the poisonous gas of demons, full of suffocating breath.

"Squeak!" A brown ferret with black, furry limbs climbed onto Huimina's shoulder in time and let out a roar of rage.

Huimina's heart was shocked, she looked back at the brown ferret, and said in a stunned voice, "Nikolou...... Sauce? ”

"Squeak!" The brown ferret grinned, its blood-red eyes staring viciously ahead.

"What's wrong......

Huimina followed the brown ferret's gaze and looked.

But I saw a young man with bright white hair standing in the drizzle with a pale face, his body shaking, his eyes constantly scanning the rhinoceros and ostriches in the caravan, and the terrifying aura like a demon came out of him.

Huimina was a little timid, but she didn't back down.

"Who are you!" Huimina asked with a determined gaze.

The white-haired man still glanced at the animals in the caravan.

Just as Huimina was about to ask again, the white-haired man suddenly opened his mouth.

"Squeak!" The brown ferret named Nicoro screamed again.

"Ahh

The white-haired man's voice was weak, and when he looked at it, Huimina's body shrank slightly, a little frightened, but after she examined it carefully, she found that the white-haired man was just staring at Nikoru in a daze.

One second, two seconds...... The white-haired man's gaping mouth suddenly drooled like a waterfall......

"Ahh......h

After speaking, the white-haired man rolled his eyes, and his swaying body fell suddenly, completely unreasonable!

"Squeak!" The brown ferret's tense body gradually relaxed, and the red beast pupil looked at the white-haired man who was lying on the grass, and let out a contemptuous cry coldly, and then it jumped off the grass triumphantly, like a general who had won a fierce battle, and swaggered to the white-haired man's side.

"Hey, Nikoru, it's dangerous!"

Hui Mina was very helpless, so she had to follow.

The terrifying aura disappeared the moment the white-haired man fell.

Huimina rode an ostrich to the white-haired man's side.

"Pretty handsome...... Huimina whispered when she saw the white-haired man's face.

"Squeak Squeak...... The brown ferret stretched out its claws, like a warrior collecting trophies, and searched the white-haired man's body.

After a few moments, the brown ferret actually found something from the man, such as a stack of papers.

Of course, paper is not ordinary paper, but it is no ordinary paper, it is just paper, however, if there are some numbers printed on it, plus a big silver stamp, it is not ordinary.

"Ahh Huimina covered her mouth, "That's a lot of money!" ”

"Squeak squeak...... The brown ferret clutched the stack of silver tickets with a pair of paws and let out a cry of satisfaction.

When Huimina saw it, she couldn't help frowning, and persuaded softly: "Nikolu, you can't just take other people's things, especially money, you know?" ”

"Squeak!" The brown ferret shook its head and glanced at Huimina with a vivid expression, her eyes full of disdain, as if she was laughing at Huimina's little kid the adult's heart.

"Nikoru!" Huimina finally brought a little anger and shouted softly, "Do you want to be a thief!" ”

The brown ferret grinned discontentedly, but was finally impressed by Huimina's stern mother-like eyes, and put the stack of silver tickets back into the white-haired man's arms.

It's just that the brown ferret, which has lived for hundreds of years, also gave some gifts to the white-haired man in front of him, such as broken phase or something.

Nikoru's claws flicked, scribbling a dozen shallow blood marks on the white-haired man's face.

"Ahh Nikoru! Huimina exclaimed.

The brown ferret quickly fled.

"What's wrong, Huimina?" After putting the frightened caravan in order, the old man with the red nose walked over.

"Alas...... Nothing grandpa, a fainted man was found here, he ...... It's kind of weird. Huimina said.

"Oh?"

The red-nosed old man stepped forward to see that he had good medical skills and groped with the white-haired man and said, "There is no injury, but I am too tired, so I fainted." ”

"Well, I see that the rain is about to stop, so let's camp around here and rest," the red-nosed old man paused, and then said, "By the way, let this boy rest for a while." ”

"But grandpa......" Huimina stopped talking.

"Huh?" The red-nosed old man looked at his granddaughter suspiciously.

Huimina said slowly, "This man seems to be dangerous. ”

"Hehe, don't worry, this kid is absolutely hungry now," the red-nosed old man smiled, "and if you can, you can save it, after all, it's a human life." ”

The rain in the wind is like a willow, in the ancient legends, there are gold and adventure, there is strength and contention, there are ordinary and kind, no matter what kind of life, under the rolling and grinding of time, all turned into a handful of loess, and then, all kinds of suspicions and desires are left in the legend, by the wind and rain that has not changed for thousands of years, rough and gentle narration, those people's choices in those years.

Until this moment, the rain stopped.