The wagons stopped, and this morning had been arranged in a crooked column along the avenue, and the horses were leisurely nibbling on the prepared forage, and gulping down the water.

And right in the middle of the wagon convoy, about a few dozen square meters of space were vacated.

The members of the caravan sat around the clearing, eating, chatting enthusiastically.

Due to the fatigue of the journey, coupled with the humidity on the road, although it is breakfast, most of the food is still meat, such as boiled beef soup, which smells very delicious. In addition, the staple food is not porridge, but baked naan cakes and the like.

Su Zeying walked to the open space, and saw these dozens of men chatting with a smile, hooking their shoulders and backs, smiling.

However, just as Su Zeying walked to their side, the men in this scene all moved their eyes to Su Zeying, their expressions were complicated, and they suddenly fell into silence.

Only Xigong Kazuji immediately stood up, with a smile on his face, and greeted Su Zeying:

"Lord Ying, you're here, let's eat."

"Mr. Nishinomiya, you are too polite."

Su Zeying smiled sincerely, looking at Xigong and Ji, who were surrounded by caravan members on the main seat, standing there like stars holding the moon, his eyes swept over the others, and his heart was like a mirror.

- For ordinary civilians, ninjas are a kind of people who have a very complicated perception for them.

While they protect their lives, property, and are on their own mission to hire them if necessary, they also wield far more power than civilians, and can destroy an ordinary person even in the aftermath of battle.

However, in order to survive, civilians have to rely on ninjas, and even respect them as adults, and under the superposition of various factors, the impression of ninjas among civilians has been formed - both respectful and vigilant, and at the same time mixed with some disgust, which is combined with a kind of envy that cannot be replaced by one's body.

The members of this caravan are naturally civilians.

Therefore, for Su Zeying, an eight-year-old ninja, their perception is naturally different from that of ordinary ninjas.

- Although some of them don't care about children, but more of them, they are afraid of ninjas, and in general, they are a kind of cold eyes with curiosity.

Of course - that's just how most of the caravan felt.

In addition to this majority of people, there are naturally others who have other ideas.

- Just like the young warrior who was sitting next to Xigong and Ji at this time, holding a long knife, and unabashedly looking at Su Zeying.

His name is Osamu Tanaka, a wandering samurai hired by Nishinomiya and himself from the Iron Country, and although he has stripped off the heavy samurai armor that represents the identity of the Iron Country after leaving the country, his swordsmanship is still there, and he still has the edge to cut through steel and iron at a short distance.

As a samurai, a profession that was driven down the stage of history by ninjas and gradually declined, Osamu Tanaka naturally had a bad feeling for ninjas. Although Su Zeying was only eight years old, she still enjoyed the hostile treatment of adult ninjas.

And listening to the humble dialogue between Nishinomiya and himself and Su Zeying, Tanaka Zhi, who regarded Nishinomiya and himself as the leader, was naturally even more unhappy, he snorted coldly, stood up with a long knife in his hand, and said coldly:

"Nishinomiya-sama - this is just an eight-year-old child, although he is a ninja of Konoha, it is not enough for you to call him an adult!"

"What do you say?"

Xigong Kazuji turned his head and glared at the guard, just about to reprimand him fiercely, but at the same time, a gentle voice without the slightest displeasure came from Su Zeying's direction:

"Mr. Nishinomiya, Tanaka-san said a lot - you are dozens of years older than me, and calling me 'adult' is too exalting to me, so please call me 'Ying' in the future."

Su Zeying smiled slightly, nodded and responded to Tanaka's words.

For an old fritter like him, who has been a man for two lives, the pride and coldness that are unique to young people like Osamu Tanaka are too naïve, didn't you see that there was another elderly samurai guard in the caravan who didn't say a word? He actually shot out like this, and came out to bombard himself.

But now he is just borrowing this caravan to go to a nearby town, there is no need to slap his face or something, it will be difficult for the two parties to have any intersection in the future, so why force himself to earn such a title?

- Anyway, I don't care what face I have now, why should I be so angry, I don't fight for steamed buns every day, it's too boring, it's better to borrow the donkey from the slope and lower my body, so that I can look more harmonious in this caravan.

Sure enough, as soon as Su Zeying said this, Osamu Tanaka, who was still cold-eyed, immediately softened his eyes a lot, but for a while, he still had to maintain his cold-faced warrior image on the surface, so he looked away awkwardly.

And the members of the caravan who were eating on the side also cast kind glances. They may be afraid of ninjas, but a child who is only eight years old, but does not bully at all, and is gentle and polite, really makes them very fond of them, which can't help but remind many people of their own children, so they also have a close smile on their faces.

"Haha."

Nishinomiya and himself pretended to laugh helplessly, but they secretly admired it in their hearts. He shook his head, smiled at the corner of his lips, and said to Su Zeying:

"Oops, oops, this...... There's nothing you can do.,Since Lord Ying...... Ying you said so, then I have to call you that-I am also a person with children, then I will reluctantly treat you as my son and nephew, I hope I have this honor - to be honest, I am really envious, compared with Yingyou, my ignorant stupid daughter has simply fallen into the mud. ”

Xigong Kazuji sighed, and Su Zeying nodded and smiled:

"Mr. Nishinomiya, you say this—I also think it's very exalted! It's an honor to be seen like this! Then I'll call you uncle! ”

"What an honor!"

"Sure enough, he is cunning...... I'm afraid this old boy doesn't want to call me 'sir' or 'sir' every time. That's why he said this on the basis of the donkey—no, it is even possible that Tanaka's rebuttal itself came from the hint of Nishinomiya and himself. ”

Su Zeying spends his own heart in the belly of others, and speculates very insidiously.

"What a cunning boy, and unexpectedly intelligent, without the usual pride of a child—so humble and polite. It doesn't look like an eight-year-old kid. It is worthy of the person who has to personally issue an edict to take care of it for three generations of adults! ”

Nishinomiya Kazuji admired from the bottom of his heart.

Thinking like this, the two looked at each other and smiled, and everything was silent.