Destiny always starts with the details.

Like the flashing lights of the flashing lights, the sunlight shining directly on the world reflects dazzling colorful spots of light in the arid air, and the bewildering brilliance is so beautiful that it is fascinating, and as the dizziness of the mind becomes more and more intense, those impressive memories begin to surge in a long or short life.

Time seems to have gone back many years ago, when An Lushan was just an ordinary ninja school student in Shayin Village, the country of the wind, named Bainin, and he was only eleven or twelve years old.

When he was a teenager, Bairen had a cowardly temperament, a thin body, and always looked like a submissive person when he did things, coupled with his naturally weird black eyelids, he was naturally rejected by other teenagers of the same age in Shayin Village, and his classmates in the same class even laughed unabashedly at him as a "little chicken", and he was not even a ridiculous guy with a name like the crane tail.

In the face of all kinds of insults, Bairen is used to shrinking his neck, putting on a dejected appearance, and does not quarrel with others, but just walks away with his head down.

It wasn't until the classmates who poked him in the back and laughed unceremoniously threw some gravel and hit his thin body that he turned around in anger and looked angrily at those hateful peers, but the classmates who bullied him would often stare at his black eyelids that were tense with anger, and then laugh unscrupulously: "It's so ugly! ”

When he was so angry that he wanted to run up and kill the guys who were laughing at him, they would raise their fists, which were stronger and more powerful than themselves, and say defiantly, "Come on, little chicken." ”

After comparing the gap between the enemy and me, Bairen found that he had no benefit in rushing up except for a fat beating, so he mustered up all his strength and scolded at the bastard classmates who bullied him: "You are cowards!" Briefly! ”

After scolding, the soles of his feet were windy, and he turned his head and ran, and his weak body was unmatched in escaping.

The villain boys who were originally waiting for Bainin to rush up to find death were dumbfounded, and looked at Bainin, who fled before the fight, and spat a mouthful of phlegm.

They disdain Bainin, but they didn't chase after Bainin after all.

In the hearts of the classmates who know and are familiar with Bairen, a weak and incompetent person like Bairen is not worthy of letting himself waste time and effort to chase and fight, they just treat Bairen as a small toy for recess entertainment.

As a teenager, Bainin knew the dirty heart of those bastards, but instead of being angry about it, he felt at ease.

Thankfully, no one is chasing the garbage.

Bairen thought so, and then happily ran back to Xiao Ran's house.

Coincidentally, Bainin's father also happened to be at home.

"Why did you come back so late? I don't know how to cook dinner! ”

The man in a thin vest couldn't help but reprimand his son when he saw it, even if it wasn't too late, his son never forgot to cook dinner for the family.

Bairen pursed his mouth and said to his father, "I'm sorry Dad, I'll go cook right away." ”

The man waved his hand angrily.

In fact, it doesn't take much time to cook dinner at home, but the man always waits for his son to come back and then rushes the child to cook.

Bairen took out a cassava from a dilapidated rice jar, wrapped it in a layer of yellow mud, threw it into the red charcoal fire, and waited for ten minutes or so.

Like most of the ordinary villagers in Shayin Village, Bairen's home is made of yellow mud, sometimes less like a house and more like an ant's nest.

And most of the things that ordinary people usually eat are cassava imported from Kawanokuni, because cassava is two or three times cheaper than food crops such as rice and wheat.

Cassava, both their staple food and their all.

As for fruits, vegetables, and meat, no one can afford to eat them, except for the village leaders and a few wealthy merchants.

"Okay?" Hyakinin's father urged impatiently.

Bainin hurriedly dug out the roasted cassava, smashed the yellow mud with his hands and feet, and then wrapped the hot cassava in his clothes and handed it to his father.

The man took the cassava directly with his bare hands.

"Dad, it's hot!" Mominin reminded.

"It's fine."

The man had layers of thick calluses on his hands, oblivious to the piping heat of cassava.

He broke open the cassava, divided it into two parts, one large and one small, and then handed the large portion back to Bairen, and said in a rude tone: "Eat, be careful of scalding." ”

"Oh."

Mominin cautiously took his supper and blew on his food.

Communication between men is always direct and uninteresting, especially between fathers and sons.

After eating dinner without saying a word, Bairen remembered and said, "Dad, will you be hungry if you eat so little?" ”

The man snorted angrily: "Aren't you ashamed to say such things after you've eaten?" ”

"Hey, hey." Momokin smiled embarrassedly.

The man looked at his skinny son, shook his head and said, "I work in the mine and have food, you don't have to worry about me, but yourself, I heard that the lunch of the ninja school is quite rich, not only often has meat, but occasionally you can eat grapes and papaya that are special products of our Oasis in the Land of Winds, you see yourself, how thin have you become?" I paid so much tuition, but you gave Lao Tzu a return to his capital! ”

Bairen lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "I want to eat ......"

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing."

"Hey......" the man sighed, "you kid, remember to study hard in school, practice hard, and when you become a ninja, you can eat meat every day, hold fruit and nibble on fruit every day, what a good life it is." ”

"That ......" said again and again.

The man asked strangely, "What for?" What do you want to say? Is the food cost insufficient? ”

"Not ......"

Bainin frowned slightly, his black eyelids tightened, and he suddenly said to his father, "Dad, I don't want to go to school anymore." ”

"Oh, I'll give you more food later...... Wait, what do you say? The man's eyes widened.

Bairen shrunk his neck and said, "I don't want to go to school anymore, I want to go to work in the mine like my father." ”

"You say it again?!" The man suddenly raised the decibels.

Mominin tightened his neck and said, "I—I want to work in the mines, I don't want to study." ”

As soon as the words fell, a snapping sound was heard.

The man directly gave Bairen a big mouth.

Mominin covered his reddened left cheek and looked at his father's angry look in disbelief.

"Go to bed and get back to school tomorrow morning." The man gave the order to Bairen without refuting it.

"I don't!" Bainin yelled, "Why should I go to school?!" I couldn't learn anything in school! Why should I go there! ”

"Shut up! Do you dare to say that you can't learn anything? Everyone learns like that, why can others but you can?! The man accused.

When Bai Ren heard this, he immediately shouted: "What do you know! Dad, you're a stupid guy who only knows how to mine all your life! Do you think ninja schools are as simple as teaching us to flip through books and read theories? Did you know that there are some things that we can't compare to other people in our lives, stupid! ”

The man was so angry that he pointed at Bairen and scolded: "You guys still dare to talk back?!" You—You're just underwhelmed! ”

As he spoke, the man raised his hand.

"Come on! Kill me! I never want to go back and see those obnoxious bastards again! I couldn't be better dead bastard! Bairen vented.

The man was stunned and said, "Did those classmates in your class bully you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the eleven or twelve-year-old Bainin's eyes turned red, and uncontrollable tears poured down from his eyes.

"No, I deserve it." Mominobu said that.

"What the hell is going on!" The man roared.

Bainin lowered his head, looked at his trembling hands, and said to his father, "Dad, do you know that ninjas are going to kill." ”

The eleven or twelve-year-old boy raised his head, said to his father with a trembling voice and tears on his face: "But I don't dare! ”

Ninjas are meant to kill.

But I don't dare—

When he was a teenager, Hyaknobu said that to his father, who wanted his son to become a ninja, and then the man who could only mine all his life was stunned for a long time.

After that, the man turned and walked out of the mud hut like an ant's nest.

"Go to bed early."

When Bairen heard his father's advice, the door in front of him had been closed by his father, and Bairen wanted to go out with him, but found that his father had locked the door.

After that, it's a whole day of waiting.

In such a boring waiting, he endured countless blames, and even cursed his father's old-fashioned and naïve.

When he was so tired that even the strength to curse was almost gone, the broken door of the house finally opened.

Strangely, it was not his own father who opened the door, but a tall sand ninja.

"What's it called?" The ninja asked.

Bairen was a little scared and said, "My name is Bairen." ”

The ninja handed a tattered thin vest to Hyakinin.

Bainin looked at the tattered thin vest with the smell of blood, and felt a little familiar.

"What is this, this ninja-sama?"

The ninja looked down at Hyakshinobu indifferently and continued, "This is your father's relic. ”

I was stunned.

He obviously thought it was a joke, so he said with some displeasure, "Hey! Are you kidding! ”

The sand ninja still looked down indifferently, and the eyes that looked at life like mustard made the hundred ninjas at that time tremble.

The ninja didn't talk any more nonsense, but dropped the thin blood-colored vest and turned away.

Bainin held on to the door, standing in front of the door blankly, staring at the vest on the ground, his face was full of indifference at first, then incredulous, and finally like ashes.

In the days that followed, eleven or twelve-year-old Bairen received a generous consolation money and learned the cause of his father's death.

After that fight, my father came out of the house and came to the Ninja School in Sand Hidden Village.

The man, who had only been mining all his life, stood outside the gate of the ninja school and waited all night, until the next morning, when the students returned to class, the man broke into the ninja school despite the school's warnings and made a big fuss at the ninja school.

He found his son's class, scolded the teenagers in the class, like a woman in the vegetable market, and kept repeating the sentence: "Why do you bully my son!" ”

Ten minutes later, the man, who was trying to save his son's dignity, was beaten to death by the teenagers of the ninja class.

The teacher in charge of the class at the time did not stop his student's murderous behavior, on the contrary, it was actually the teacher who said, "Trespassing on the ninja school, don't shoot and kill", and the ninja school students who were instructed immediately began to shoot and kill.

Due to the big uproar of the matter, the high-level officials of Shayin Village did not let the matter continue to ferment, and forcibly suppressed the truth, claiming to the outside world that the man who was beaten to death by the ninja school life died in the mining accident.

Because of this, Bairen received a generous consolation money.

After that, the villagers of Shayin Village forbearance, all the way to become the Shinobi of Shayin Village, the middle of Shayin Village, the Shinobi of Shayin Village, and then the rebellion of Shayin Village.

The memory went back to this, An Lushan's nerves paused for a moment, and then an indifferent word came into his ears.

"Watch me blow your dog's head with one punch!"

As soon as such arrogant words sounded, the invincible fist of the incomparably strong white-haired man suspended high in the air had already pressed over.

The hard and thick puppet armor was blasted layer by layer.

Almost instantly, the unstoppable punch rushed in front of him and pressed against his face.

An Lushan was simply smashed out with a punch, crashing straight through the wall, exposing himself to the sun.

His mouth was full of blood, and his face was full of pain instead of pain.

The white-haired man, whose eyes had turned black and purple light emanated, flew out.

"Yo, not dead yet?"

An Lushan heard this, and his face was full of smiles.

He shuddered and said to the white-haired man, "This, this world, is not fair, sooner or later, you will be more intense than me...... Feel that. ”

"I know." Mizuki said.

An Lushan suddenly returned to the light, and shouted like crazy: "This world is not fair! ”

"I know." Mizuki said.

Then, Mizuki picked up the chakra again, and there was a dark light in his eyes.

"So when you controlled the puppet group to attack me for the first time, did you ever think that I would kill you?"

Mizuki said that, and the second punch fell.

In the blazing sunlight, An Lushan felt a large area of darkness enveloping him.

In a daze, this man, who has played the role of a villain for a long time, seems to have seen some prosaic memory fragments of his childhood with his father.

"Dad, it's hot!"

"It's fine."

"Here, eat, be careful of the burn."

"Oh."

"You kid, remember to study hard in school and practice hard, and when you become a ninja, you can eat meat every day and hold fruit every day to nibble, what a good life it is."

- What a life that is, Dad.

Fate always starts from the details to threaten people, and finally ends people's lives from another detail.

On May 22, 40 years of the Sand Hidden Calendar, at 1:45 p.m., Hara Sha Yin Rebellion, who had killed countless people and done many evils in his life, died under the fist of Konoha Rebel Ninja Mizuki.