The scorching heat rises and swirls in the desert of yellow sand, and it pours like waves on this arid land.

The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. Whether the desert at dusk will be as romantic and heroic as poetry is not a question worth digging into for Mizuki, after all, it is only morning. The sun in the desert is unimaginably vicious, and the endless sand and endless sunlight are put together, which is especially annoying, that is the negative emotions caused by the deepest desire to survive in life, even if it is Mizuki who has a chakra at the level of ninja, and it can be regarded as a powerful person, it is impossible to avoid it, how many strong people in ancient and modern times, all the heaven and earth, buried in the desert, I am afraid that there are many more.

Mizuki's temperament jumped, after encountering many things, the disdainful and fearless look on his face was restrained a lot, he learned to be calm, he knew how to forbear, such a world, his own identity, it is inevitable that there will be ups and downs, the battles that kill and kill, and the plots of deceit are really endless.

Long before the bombing of Konoha Village, because of the identity of the predecessor and the facts of the crime, Sarutobi decided to kill him, and later Shimura Tunzo also wanted to kill him, and his colleagues in the ninja school treated him like a fool to borrow money to take advantage, and all the ninjas in the village with some wealthy backgrounds also regarded him as a wild dog, even if it was a dead Uchiha Sasuke, he looked down on him, and every month's teacher's salary was always deducted by the greedy director of the Academic Affairs Office for one reason or another, and he lived in Konoha for twenty years, and he could only live in the mountains. When he had money, he couldn't buy a house at all, because the land management class of the Konoha Ministry of Finance wouldn't approve him to have fixed assets in the village. All this embarrassing situation is also because the dirty methods and criminal suspicions of the predecessor have been recorded, to be honest, it is no wonder that Konoha is harsh and malicious to him, and it can only be blamed that God arranged for him to penetrate such a bad guy who was discovered by the council and blacklisted, and he himself has lost the possibility of living a good life.

Looking back on the past twenty years, there is no doubt that he is despicable, he is hypocritical, he is cunning, he sees the wind and steers, he is willing to accept Orochimaru's human experiments, but in the end, it seems that he is still weak, in the past twenty years, most of the head-on is the dark and dirty struggle to survive, and the impassioned will of fire that Ape Fei Ri has vigorously preached in this life has never befallen him, but in the end, the will of fire is not wrong, at least for Konoha Village. A person who does something wrong or commits a crime will always be punished, unless you do it to the general public. In any case, the predecessor Mizuki was of course a damn person, but this has nothing to do with the current Mizuki.

He doesn't carry the black cauldron of the dead ghost Mizuki.

Mizuki calmly talked with the desert merchant Rava for a long time, and most of the content of the conversation was nonsense based on "bargaining and opposing bargaining", and if there was too much nonsense, people's patience would run out, but Rawa still agreed to the request to find the heir of the ancient kingdom of Loulan, Sally caravan, at a low price, this decision was the result of his careful consideration, Rava was full of smiles, his old face was folded with layers of folds, his dark fingertips nodded a few times towards his neck, and said to Mizuki stupidly: "Uncle, can you put down the kunai first......"

This request was reasonable, but Mizuki did not heed Rava's request.

He glanced at the smiling Rava who looked like he was in his sixties and was actually only forty-six years old, a native of the Land of the Winds, and had been begging for a living in the desert for forty-six years.

Mizuki said with some curiosity: "I have come all the way from the Land of Fire, and I have met many people who are merchandisers, some of them are robbers themselves, and some are veteran traders who have traded between the two countries for generations, and I once asked them who they hated the most in the Great Desert, and the answers of these people were surprisingly consistent. ”

"What did you do that people and God are angry about?" Mizuki patted Rava on the old face with kunai.

Rava hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "It's all about begging for a living, there's no way, there's really no way!" ”

According to Rava said, he is just the most ordinary guide in the desert, although the team of his guide is basically dead, but Rava insists on a statement, it is not his own problem, but the heavenly punishment of the desert god, as for why he said so, this old slippery head did not dare to say clearly.

Mizuki retracted the kunai, took out 10,000 yen and stuffed it into Rava's pocket, and then rode on the back of one of the strongest camels in Rawa's herd.

"Let's go, don't use the guise of the god of the desert to trick people, I believe that a person who has made the merchants and traders of the whole desert hate him to the bone and survived until now must know the situation of this desert well. Finding a regular caravan should be a breeze for you. It doesn't matter if you play any tricks, I can guarantee that if there is any heavenly punishment, I will pull you as soon as possible...... Die together. Mizuki smiled gently.

"How did I find such a scoundrel, still a poor ghost......" Rava grimaced, commanding the herd of camels into the depths of the desert.

Mizuki disagreed.

He had a lot of money on him, but that was a few hours ago.

From the land of fire through the country of rivers and then to the country of wind, he has encountered many bandits and bandits who are not in the stream. Among them, the bandits of the three countries of fire, Sichuan, and wind are different.

The bandits of the Fire Nation are mainly composed of traitors from various countries, and they are truly brutal and unkind strongmen, who gather in the border areas of the Fire Nation to burn, kill, and loot all kinds of evil. The Daimyo Mansion of the Land of Fire knows a little about this, but the Daimyo is too lazy to pay attention to these things, Konoha Village is very active, and the ninjas stationed on the border will also hunt down these bandits from time to time, but they rectify it every year, and strong people emerge every year, and there is a formation where the wild grass burns and the spring breeze blows and grows, and the reason for this is somewhat similar to the turmoil in the northwest region of the flower planter, in order not to be cut down by the harmonious waist, Mizuki is too lazy to investigate, and kills all the way over- That's why he was covered in blood and his face was hideous before he met He Yan's caravan. He had seen too many hateful scenes, in the bandit den on the border of the Fire Country, there were countless rows of raped women and men who were tortured and killed by whole rows, those guys were drinking and eating meat while killing and singing, and the wails and howls accompanied by the swing of their knives sounded again and again, and were extinguished again and again.

After arriving in Kawanokuni, the local bandits were different. Because of the excessive taxation of the country of Sichuan, many villages have been empty and have become uninhabited villages, where are these peasants? It's nothing more than falling into the grass. Every time Mizuki passed by a mountain, there was a group of yellow-faced and hungry peasants carrying hoes and sickles and screaming loudly, and then said that this mountain was opened by me, this tree was planted by me, and I wanted to pass by here, leaving a stupid thing to buy road money, Mizuki didn't even bother to roll his eyes, and a fireball technique spewed out towards the sky, which frightened these people into a hurry to flee as if they were hell, and after the fireball dissipated in the sky, these farmers ran back again, pounced and knelt down, and cried, this said that he hadn't eaten for several days, The one who said that he was old and young, and the family hadn't eaten for several days, how miserable and miserable it was to cry, Mizuki sighed bitterly, these guys looked funny and pitiful, with his eyesight, he naturally knew that those people were really hungry for a long time, after all, when they knelt down and cried, a large number of people had already fainted from hunger. Mizuki asked an older man why he didn't go farming, and the man replied that nine of the grains they had grown had been handed over to the state, and the remaining surplus grain was really not enough to eat, so he had to come out to rob them, and Mizuki asked the man who he had robbed, and the man didn't speak for a long time, saying that they had never succeeded in robbing, and the reason was ...... Don't dare to really hurt people.

Mizuki held his forehead and sighed, and distributed all the silver tickets on his body to the thousands of hopeless peasants who were begging for a bite to eat.

The tens of millions of silver tickets he had originally come from in black were suddenly squandered, and this had nothing to do with any noble and messy complexes, such a thing as a noble lady, and it was difficult for him to understand such a thing, and the reason why he did that was because the scene of thousands of human beings kneeling down to him at the same time made his vanity greatly satisfied—well, he really couldn't stand these guys dragging their noses and hugging his thighs one by one and crying heartbreakingly.

Money means nothing to him, and he can use force to plunder the wealth of this world if he wants - but at the end of the day, he can hardly be a complete bastard.

Mizuki looked at those miserable people, and there was neither compassion nor resentment in his heart. It's just a little confusing.

He began to think about something that he didn't have.

It is not easy for a man to find a way out, and he goes to find the dragon vein to mend the weakness of his chakra's inadequacy. And then what?

Many of the things he did were pushed by outsiders to do, such as the high-ranking Konoha wanted to kill him, so he naturally had to resist and live. And then what?

Mizuki felt deeply tired. Perhaps, it's time to go home and take a look.

Mizuki stared at that main quest in his mind, staring at that quest rewarding Space-Time Wings, a little distracted.

At this moment, Lava, who was leading the way in front, suddenly let out a strange call, and the camel herd stopped.

Mizuki shook his body on the camel's back, his shiny white hair swaying wildly.

"Guest, you've come to the place you're looking for!" Rava said in a nasal voice.

As far as Mizuki could see, a small oasis was located not far away.

"Okay-" Mizuki squinted his eyes and swept Rava and let out a sigh, "You pulled the camel and walked for two minutes, and you earned 10,000 yuan, no loss." ”

Rava smiled, the corners of his mouth raised to hide the cunning.

"The guest smiled, I ...... business"

Just when Rava wanted Wang Po to sell melons and boast about herself, a red light suddenly flashed in the small oasis not far away.

Immediately afterwards, this oasis of flowers, plants, birds and beasts in front of me suddenly ...... Exploded.