Ninja World

Above the desert.

The wind and sand were rolling, and a lost traveler was clamoring in the wind and sand in a black cloak. He wore a hat on his head, pressing it down slightly, half covering his face.

A row of long footprints stepped out in the golden desert.

I don't know how far I have walked.

‘He came from afar.’

‘I don’t know where to go.’

The loud singing was sang from the desert guest's deep voice with thick phlegm, and it lasted for a long time.

Camel's caravan is the most basic means of transportation for the country of Feng to maintain trade between cities, villages and towns.

This creature is heat-resistant and drink-resistant, and its feet are very wide and can be steadily steadily in the desert.

The long caravan was hundreds of meters long, and in the desert, it was like a long snake, winding along the ancient sand road, running towards the distance.

Listening to the lyrics in the song, the travelers who were traveling stopped slightly.

He lifted up the hat.

He looked into the distance and revealed a weathered cheek, square and two deep nasolabial folds.

"Where are the guests going?"

A middle-aged man wrapped in a white turban asked while sitting on a camel.

The folk song just now came from his mouth.

The long caravan walked slowly, passing by the black cloaked travelers without any stop. For the environment racing against time on the sandy road, there was no delay.

This is just the hospitality of this middle-aged man.

He has a beard, a rough face, and a particularly loud voice. With the unique voice of the desert man, there seems to be thick phlegm in his voice that cannot be spit out in one mouthful.

Uchiha Fugao took off his wind and sand hat and smiled slightly. He was no longer the leader of the arrogant Uchiha clan. His years of hard work have changed him a lot.

He had some favorable feelings for this middle-aged man who sang to his heart, at least he was not rejected.

"Prepare to go to the town in front to replenish the supply."

Then his eyes moved slightly, and the palm of his right hand was hidden in his cuff, covering up the blood, and stretched out his left hand to shake hands with the hospitality desert man.

The left hand shaking movement was a little stiff, but the other party didn't think much about it. He stretched out his right hand and was stunned for a moment, then laughed a few times, then extended his left hand.

"Left-handed?"

"Ah... I'm used to using my left hand."

Uchiha Fugaki smiled far-fetchedly and responded vaguely.

"Come on, get on the camel and go together."

"If you walk like this, you won't know when it will be when you go to the town ahead."

It was getting late. In late autumn, the night was getting longer and the day was getting shorter. I looked up and looked at the sky. It was true that the days were somewhat tilted towards the west.

"That...is disturbing."

Fugaku seems very polite.

The politeness cultivated by the big family since childhood has been integrated into their bones.

"This brother...you're so polite."

After Fugao sat on the camel, the middle-aged desert guest remembered that he had not asked about his name.

However, Fugao was stunned for a while before he said slowly.

"Where does a dead person need a name?"

"Brother, you're wrong..."

The desert guest shook his head and said in a deep voice.

"I am..."

"No matter what you have encountered in the desert..."

"Non-one should give up the courage to live."

Fugao was a little stunned, but still pursed her lips.

"you're right."

The hospitality desert man continued to speak.

"If you don't even fight for it, and if you let the dead brothers go, how can you let those who still love you down?"

The Desert Guy's fist hit Fugaku's shoulder with a little force.

He woke up the slightly stunned man.

The yellow sand is long.

"Cheer up!"

"I have been walking on this sandy road for half my life..."

His thick and hoarse voice tells his story.

"I don't know how many brothers died during this period."

"It's like a ninja on this path. I don't know if I'll die that day."

A long camel caravan drove slowly in the desert.

The wind and sand blew away.

Covered all the footprints.

"However..."

"I have never regretted it."

"Maybe, I can't live tonight?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

When he said this, the Desert Guy's beard trembled slightly and patted Fugaki on the shoulder.

"Brother, you are much younger than me."

"You must not give up your courage so early."

The days are drooping.

The red glow enveloped the desert, just like a red ocean, with no end at a glance, and the slightly reflected light was still a bit dazzling.

If you squint your eyes.

distance.

You can vaguely see the shadows of villages and towns.

"Come on!"

Cheers came from the caravan.

...

night.

Sizzle ~

The grease splashes everywhere, and the most unique roasted lamb leg in the country of Wind exudes a fragrance.

The air-dried meat and barbecue on the desert are the most unique delicacies.

Fugaya has also heard of it before.

But before coming here, I was not in the mood to try it, and I didn't expect that I would have a chance to taste it after the matter was over.

He held a lamb leg in one hand and placed it in the plate, and pulled out a small scimitar with the other hand.

I carefully shaved a piece of lamb leg meat with golden oil, without any seasoning, and put it into my mouth in its original flavor.

The meat is full of fragrance.

"Come on~"

"Don't just eat meat, drink wine."

When we came, the hospitality desert guest on the way, greeted him with a wine pot.

Uchiha Fugaku also slightly raised the wine glass in his hand and responded, then drank it all in one go.

This was the first time since he had let go of his heart and felt refreshed and bored in the past few years since he had faked his death.

It's rare to feel comfortable.

However, at this moment, Fugaku's face changed slightly.

Because he just raised his head and saw a figure standing quietly outside the inn gate.

Wearing a dark blue robe and a brown swirl mask on his cheeks.

One single eye.

Quietly staring at Uchiha Fugaku.

The dark eyes suddenly crunched.

The lamb leg in his hand was slowly placed in the plate and the scimitar was inserted on the table.

"Clan leader..."

"It's really easy for me to find."

The man in a blue robe said in a faint voice.

The inn hall suddenly fell into a strange silence, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

What was this person standing at the door and talking?

"Hello.."

"I said you boy."

A bad-tempered desert guest, and with some wine, his rough cheeks flushed.

"What do you want to do sneakily?"

Stand up and thrust your belly.

He reached out and grabbed the mask of the man in the dark blue robe.

However, the next second.

A palm directly penetrated his chest and pinched it to his heart.

The one-eyed eyes under the vortex mask were full of scarlet, and he just glanced at him and then directly squeezed his heart.

The body fell to the ground weakly.

There was an uproar in an instant, and there was a woman's scream.

However, the man standing at the entrance of the inn just wiped the blood from his hands calmly.

"Obito!"

The anger flashed in Uchiha Fugaku's eyes.

"Let them leave, our thing, we..."

He was restraining his anger, and he didn't want to affect the new friends he made today.

However, it was interrupted directly and roughly.

"Clan leader."

"You should call me..."

The masked man slightly tilted his cheeks, spread his palms open, and said calmly.

"spot."