When Xie Mao went downstairs for breakfast the next day, he saw that the aunt invited by the family was talking in Xiao Nan's ear, as if she was teaching.

Is it Chiyo's arrangement...... Xie Mao didn't diverge his curiosity to ask, he sat on the table and ate breakfast quietly alone, and when he finished eating, his aunt took the plate to be cleaned, and Xiao Nan came over to wipe the table with a rag.

Seeing that Xiao Nan was rubbing hard, Xie Mao objectively commented: "It seems that you are quite adaptable." ”

The expression on Xiao Nan's face fell little by little when he heard this, and his expression was both dazed and desperate: "That aunt helped me calculate my debts and my salary just now, and it is conservatively estimated that I will work for more than ten years." ”

Decade? Xie Mao was stunned, he looked Xiao Nan who exuded a decadent temperament up and down, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and he was a little laughed.

This is fooling people and cripples, right? Xie Mao was embarrassed to ask what the debt was, and he said instead, "Then do you still have time to learn ninjutsu?" ”

"Yes!" Xiao Nan suddenly raised his spirits again, and said in a crisp voice, "I have a break every day." ”

Do you mean to take the break and learn ninjutsu? Xie Mao suddenly felt that he was a little guilty, he looked away slightly and said, "Then start now?" ”

"Good!" Xiao Nan's interest in learning is quite high.

Reality can always educate people well, and after that capture, she deeply realized her weakness, and since she is weak, she will not be able to help herself, so she will learn to become strong.

Xiao Nan followed Xie Mao to the backyard, and Xie Mao said, "Let's show what you're good at first." ”

"Uh......" Xiao Nan took out a folded paper flower from his pocket and said, "I prefer ninjutsu related to paper. ”

Xie Mao thought back for a moment and asked, "Paper shuriken?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Nan nodded hurriedly, she felt that her technique was very inconspicuous, so she was glad that Xie Mao could still remember.

"What else did you teach?" Xie Mao asked.

"It's called [Shiki Paper Dance] B-grade ninjutsu, and Jiraiya said that this technique has great potential, but I haven't learned it yet." Xiao Nan lowered her eyebrows and said, compared to her friends Yahiko and Nagato, she always felt that she was the stupidest one.

"The Dance of Paper?" Xie Mao recalled Xiao Nan's performance in the original book, this technique can turn his body into countless pieces of paper to move and deform, dodge physical attacks, and fly.

He nodded lightly and said, "The technique is really good, you can carry out a lot of changes based on this, you can study it carefully, you can ask me if you don't understand something, although I don't know how to do it, but I should still be able to give you some advice." ”

"Do you know this?" Xiao Nan tilted his head and looked at Xie Mao curiously.

"There is some superficial understanding."

Xiao Nan thought about the trouble he was encountering, and asked tentatively: "When I perform the Paper Dance, I will feel that my whole body is about to fall apart, and I dare not use it in battle at all. ”

Xie Mao combined his knowledge and said: "Maybe it's a problem with the output of chakra, enough chakra can maintain control over the body." ”

The two communicated for a while about the [Dance of Paper], Xie Mao hadn't really learned this technique after all, and when the problem began to deepen, he could only provide some advice that was not necessarily correct, but fortunately, this exchange gave Xiao Nan new ideas and inspiration.

The two of them temporarily ended their discussion of the [Dance of Paper], and Xie Mao turned to ask, "Do you know some regular escape techniques?" ”

"I'm learning, but I'm not very good at it, what's wrong?"

"You have to learn hard, otherwise your methods are too simple, once the enemy knows the information, it will be effectively targeted, at least you can't let the conventional escape technique become your own shortcoming."

Xie Mao used himself as an example: "Just like although I am a puppeteer, I will also learn a lot of escape techniques to cooperate with my puppeteer. ”

Xiao Nan nodded thoughtfully, and he listened to it.

Xie Mao asked Xiao Nan to stay where she was and continue to practice her [Paper-style Dance], while she went to the other side to practice, and the morning passed quickly.

After lunch, Xie Mao returned to his room, closed the curtains and closed the door, and now that he was free, he was ready to continue the last attempt to pull people on the gray fog.

Hope this time goes well...... Xie Mao took four steps backwards to the gray mist, he first looked at himself, trying to make his spirit body swell to the appearance of a human.

Although the person who was pulled up could only see that his body was shrouded in gray mist, they could roughly distinguish his size, which was not taken into account last time, and this time Xie Mao did not want to face others with the height of a child.

After adjusting his body shape, Xie Mao saw the "Crimson Star" on the side, he found the one he had touched last time, and without hesitation, he established contact again.

Patches of water ripples poured out, "crimson" erupted, and a figure quickly formed on the seat next to Xie Mao.

Here it comes...... Xie Mao looked expectantly, through the haze, he was sure that the person who came was the blonde lady last time, and the specific appearance was not very clear, but the scene on the woman's chest made Xie Mao's expression change slightly, and there was more speculation in his heart.

"Huh!?"

As soon as the figure was formed, she quickly stood up vigilantly, and her eyes instantly locked on the other figure here-Xie Mao.

"What's going on, illusion?" Tsunade was wary of the mysterious figure on the side while sealing his hands, shouting, "Solution! ”

Nothing has changed.

Tsunade's face suddenly turned ugly, and she took a step back and tried again: "Solution!" ”

Still nothing happened, Tsunade gritted his teeth and stared at Xie Mao, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, why did you invade Konoha and attack me?" ”

Konoha? This figure, this voice, can't it really be Tsunade, right?

Xie Mao was stunned for a short time and did not forget his preparation, he coughed lightly, and was about to reply in a flat and detached tone, but the opposite Tsunade suddenly sank his waist and twisted his back, picked up his fist and killed Xie Mao with an arrow.

She didn't think about getting an answer to the question just now, she was just paying attention, trying to catch Xie Mao off guard.

The moment Tsunade made his hand, Xie Mao's hairs couldn't help but explode, and he almost subconsciously rolled to dodge, but fortunately, he still remembered whose home field it was, and cut off the connection with the crimson star at the moment when Tsunade was about to hit him.

"We'll meet again." Xie Mao's voice was slightly ethereal, and he watched Tsunade disappear in front of him.

Damn, I almost got hit...... Xie Mao felt a little tingling in his head, and he gasped: "She's too irritable, shouldn't she be vigilant and scared in the face of a mysterious existence like me, shouldn't she be too cautious?" ”

Xie Mao rubbed the corner of his forehead and shook his head helplessly, slowly trying to understand why.

This is the ninja world, ninjas don't have any so-called belief in gods, highlighting a heaven is not afraid of the earth, in the eyes of Tsunade, she probably didn't think about Xie Mao in the direction of the gods at all, but stubbornly thought that she had fallen into a strange illusion.

So Tsunade was only hostile to him, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was thinking about how to attack.

I should change my plans, pretending to be a ghost doesn't work very well, and it's hard for ninjas who have never had faith to accept...... Xie Mao turned his head sideways to look at those crimson "stars", and new doubts jumped into his heart.

"Why is the person I pulled up to be Tsunade?" Xie Mao got up and walked to those crimson "stars", dragged his chin and thought for a while, and finally smiled, "Sure enough, it has to be proved by practice." ”

Xie Mao walked back to his seat, stretched out his hand and touched another crimson "star", and then on the other side, a person with lush yellow hair and a slender figure appeared on the seat. ”

The corners of Xie Mao's mouth twitched, and he only felt that the movements of these ninjas were surprisingly consistent, and when he encountered an incomprehensible scene, he would immediately think that he had been caught in an illusion.

But Xie Mao didn't rush to speak, but quietly watched the young man's self-help in a leisurely manner.

"Solution! Untie! Untie! The boy continued to drink, panting heavily, but the gray mist around him flowed quietly as if it had never changed.

How could it be...... Bo Feng Shuimen took a step back, keenly aware that he was most likely not the illusion.

After all, he hasn't been hurt yet, he's just trapped here.

He looked at the mysterious figure sitting leisurely, shrouded in gray mist, hesitated for a moment and then cautiously spoke: "Your Excellency, who are you?" Why did you bring me here? ”

Very calm teenager...... Xie Mao said in a soothing tone: "This is an invitation. ”

"Invite?" Bo Feng Shuimen said in a deep voice, "Can I refuse this invitation?" ”

"Of course, it's your freedom." Xie Mao didn't seem to care about it.

Hearing that he could refuse the invitation, Bo Feng Shuimen's body couldn't help but relax a little, he observed left and right slightly, and while admiring the grandeur of this huge palace in his heart, he asked, "May I ask why Your Excellency invited me?" ”

Good question, I just wanted to experiment with who these crimson "stars" might represent, but I still don't know who you are...... Xie Mao said in an unfathomable tone: "I appreciate the special in you. ”

Special? Bo Feng Shuimon didn't feel that he was very special, he was just an ordinary civilian ninja in the vast Konoha who dreamed of becoming the Hokage.

Without waiting for Bo Feng Shui Men to ask about his specialness, Xie Mao suddenly asked, "What do you think of this world?" ”

Why do you suddenly ask such a question...... Bo Feng Shuimen felt that there was nothing unanswerable to this question, so he pondered and said: "There are bad places, but there are also many beautiful places, this is a world worthy of my love." ”

"There is so much suffering in this world that you haven't seen before, it could have been better, but it was sick." Xie Mao leaned back on the back of the chair, propped his elbows on the armrests, and held his head on the side of his hand and said slowly.

"You...... That's right. Although he has not personally been on a brutal battlefield, he has experienced periods of war and knows very well that there are endless strife in this world.

Where there is strife, there is destruction, and destruction breeds more suffering.

It would be nice if there were no wars in this world...... Bo Feng Shuimen once thought so.

"Do you want to watch the suffering of the world like an audience, or do you want to do something?" Xie Mao asked with a smile, inquiring like an elder.

"I don't think I have the power to change the world, I want to focus on the present." Bo Feng Shuimen was serious and authentic, and he didn't get hot-headed because of Xie Mao's few words.

"The power of a single person is indeed weak, and it seems so small in front of the world." Xie Mao said with a faint smile, "So humans are good at cooperation. ”

Is this an invitation for me to join this mysterious organization and be one of them? Bo Feng Shuimen didn't want to do this, and he politely refused: "Change is not necessarily a good thing. ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing to settle for the status quo." Xie Mao doesn't care about the other party's refusal, it's normal for others to be cautious in an unfamiliar environment, and he won't accept anything casually.

"Allow me to think about it again."

"Of course, it's your freedom." Xie Mao was not in a hurry to let the other party make a statement.

Bo Feng Shuimen felt Xie Mao's soothing attitude, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "I don't know what to call Your Excellency?" ”

Xie Mao put down his hand, sat up straight and said calmly:

"I'm the convener here, you can call me ......"

"Son."

Child? Bo Feng Shuimen has never heard of such a name, and for a while he can neither taste the hidden meaning of this name, nor can he make effective associations.

"You've got a week, and when you figure it out, you'll have a code name here too."

Xie Mao said in a low voice: "Before leaving, you need to agree to a reasonable request. ”

"Speak, please." Bo Feng Shuimen's vigilance was suddenly pulled to the highest.

"Don't reveal anything about here."

Xie Mao announced with a determined, notarized posture that the entire palace seemed to be shaking, so that Bo Fengshuimen said quickly without hesitation: "Yes!" ”

It's not too hard to ask for.

Got the promise of Bo Feng Shuimen, the gentleman codenamed "Zi" waved his hand lightly, and the crimson tide suddenly surged in front of Bo Feng Shuimen, and when the crimson in his eyes receded, Bo Feng Shuimen found that he was still sitting at home, and his posture was no different from before.

The sun outside the window shone silently on his half-bandaged arm, and the bloody wound was a testament to his glory.

Be...... Dreams? For a short time, Bo Feng Shui Men couldn't even distinguish between reality and illusion, he quietly looked at the injury on his arm, stretched out his other hand and touched it.

Pain! Bo Feng Shuimen's face was calm, as if he had a maturity that did not match his age, and he looked around without a trace, but he did not find anything abnormal.

He stood up and walked around his room, carefully looking around, but the results were unusual.

No one invaded his home.

"My body wasn't taken away, so it was just consciousness being taken away?" Bo Feng Shuimen glanced at the clock in the room and tried to analyze, "If I remember correctly, the time should be one to one...... There were many seats in that magnificent palace, and perhaps many people like me were invited by the 'Son' to be one of them, to be secretly united. ”

"What kind of means is that...... Bo Feng Shuimen sighed softly, someone can bring his consciousness to other places without noticing, which means that in front of that "son", he has almost no room for resistance!

It's pretty scary!

Bo Feng Shuimen's delicate face fell into a tangle: "Do you want to report this matter to the above, so that Hokage-sama can take a little more precautions?" No, no, that 'son' seems to be very tricky, and if I report it, it is very likely that he will find out and encounter mortal danger. ”

Bo Feng Shuimen thought about it and felt that since nothing bad had happened now, then nothing had happened for the time being.

"But you can't do nothing...... Bo Feng Shuimen took out a pen and paper and recorded the magical thing he had just encountered with a special code.

If one day he dies suddenly because of his "son" and doesn't have time to leave his last words, Uzumaki Kushina can also restore the truth of the matter according to the code he left.

"I can only do it to this extent......" After writing the code, Bo Feng Shuimen hid the book in a special mezzanine, which only he and Uzumaki Jiu Sinai knewai knew.

After doing all this, the wound on Bo Fengshuimen's arm was faintly painful, and he looked down and his expression darkened.

If the world is really good enough, how can he get hurt?

In the past, he could still convince himself that there was no way, that the world was like this, but now, it seemed that there was an additional choice in front of him.

He had a week to think.