Fate arranged an encounter.

Junmaru looked at the watermelon-headed boy with a puzzled look and asked, "What's your name?"

"Xiao Li!" Xigua Tou said in a timid tone when introducing her name, which shows a hint of inferiority.

Junmaru is not old, so he can't see how unnatural Xiao Li's behavior is revealed. He looked at Xiao Li seriously and said, "My name is Junmaru. Anyway, I'm very idle now. I'll teach you how to punch!"

Xiao Li's eyes slowly opened wide, his expression was slightly excited, and he asked, "Really?"

"certainly!"

Junmalu walked to Xiao Li, stood in front of the wooden stake, and said, "Look at it."

"Yeah." Xiao Li nodded vigorously, took two steps back, and then stared at Junmaru with his eyes open.

"Any basic movement of physical skills has corresponding force-explosion skills. Only by turning the force-explosion skills into the habit of marrow can we ensure that the force of each punch and every leg can reach the limit."

While explaining, Junmaro raised his arms, his breath was even but powerful.

call!

Junmaro's arm suddenly moved, and the sound of wind suddenly started.

Xiao Li was shocked and before he could see Junmalu's movements clearly, he heard a click.

“Huh…”

Junmaro looked quite surprised. He maintained his punching action, and the wooden stake in front of him had broken into several sections and fell to the ground.

Xiao Li opened his mouth and looked at the wooden stakes that were split on the ground, and immediately shouted sadly: "My wooden stake!"

Junmalu turned around, looking a little embarrassed. He really didn't expect that he would break the wooden stake with just one punch. You should know that when he was training in the base, the wooden stake that Lord Ye Zi made for him would not be damaged for a while.

The wooden stakes in the stronghold were made by Ye Zi using wood escape and were specially reinforced, so they are naturally very strong. Xiao Li's wooden stakes are made of ordinary wood, so they must be very fragile in terms of quality.

Xiao Li knelt in front of the split wooden stakes, looking sad. This was the training wooden stake he had finally prepared.

Looking at Xiao Li so sad, Junmalu felt guilty and immediately thought of Ye Zi, and said, "I can ask Lord Ye Zi to help you make a super amazing wooden stake!"

"Super amazing wooden stake?" Xiao Li turned his head and looked at Junmalu, his round eyes were already wet.

"Well, no matter how hard you hit it, you won't break the wooden stake!" Junmaro nodded vigorously.

"Really!" Xiao Li jumped up immediately with an expectant look on his face.

"It must be true, I won't lie." Kummaro promised.

.............

There are many famous delicacies in Konoha Village, such as ramen, three-color meatballs, and the shop where Ye Zi is currently located.

"Some things can really withstand the passage of time, and this sign has not been destroyed." Ye Zi looked up at the ancient sign above the door of the store, which read "Life and the House".

"Without this sign, it's still it." Kushina looked at Ye Zi with her head turned around.

"Is that willow tree still there?" Ye Zi asked suddenly.

"On." Kushina replied.

"Then let's go."

Ye Zi walked into the store, and Kushina followed in.

The two bought three yam soup, turned around and left, and walked towards the edge of Konoha Village.

When Kushina took him to Juxia House, Ye Zi knew where Kushina wanted him to go with him, and this place was also one of the places he was going to during this trip.

There is a willow tree there, but fortunately it is still there.

An old man who likes to eat yolk soup in the house is buried under the willow tree.

This yam soup is limited to the unique memories of the four.

After buying the yolk soup, Ye Zi and Kushina rushed directly in the form of a ninja and soon arrived at the willow tree. The surroundings were fertile and barely crowded, and they were very empty.

The grave under the willow tree is simple and refreshing, and there is no wild grass around it. It can be seen that people usually come to take care of it, and this person...

Ye Zi glanced at Kushina silently.

Kushina bent down and placed the yam soup lightly in front of the grave, then squatted down, closed her eyes, folded her hands together, and stood up for a while.

The wind comes from afar, carrying a slight scent of rising sun. The view here is empty and there is almost no concealment, so the wind is noisy.

"Ye Zi, if I don't bring you here, you will come by yourself." Kushina asked with her back to Ye Zi.

"Yes." Ye Zi said lightly.

Kushina's eyelids drooped slightly and she whispered: "So many years have passed, and sometimes I feel...it's like something that happened a few days ago."

Ye Zi was silent.

"Scammer." Kushina said inexplicably with a slight bite of the corner of her lips.

Because my memory experience has been shared, Ye Zi knows why Kushina said that.

It was also in this place, and the same two of them, but many years ago, he responded to Kushina's questioning with a lie.

Although Grandpa Kimura did not die at his hands, it had a key indirect relationship, so what he said to Kushina was not false.

He...is the murderer.

"I did kill him, there is no doubt about this." Ye Zi took two steps forward, half-squatted in front of the grave, grabbed a handful of sand, and said lightly: "He is a spy, wearing a fake mask to talk to you, this is all artificial illusion."

"Does that piece of yam soup include?" Kushina lowered her head slightly and looked at Ye Zi.

"Maybe."

Ye Zi let go of the sand, stretched out his hand, and pointed his index finger at one of the yam soup in the plate, shooting out a stable tiny beam of lightning from his fingers, gently drawing a cross on the yam soup. Just like the old man, he divided a small yam soup into four pieces. Each piece had the same weight and area, and there was no error.

The nature of thunder is the most unstable attribute of the form. It can compress the morphological changes of the thunder attribute so thinly, and the shape is so stable, which is enough to show that Ye Zi's attainments in thunder attributes are already superb.

If there is a weight, weigh the four small pieces of yam soup you divided and you will definitely find that the weight of each portion is the same.

The ability to do this is absolutely extraordinary, but Kimura Takuyao did this in front of them. As a spy who mainly eliminates the sense of existence, it is very stupid to easily show special skills in front of others.

But that's what Kimura Takuya did.

It's because they are just kids who have just left the ninja school and are not worth caring about, or he tear apart a corner of his disguise with subjective consciousness, or he really wants to divide the yam into four equal pieces to reward them.

Ye Zi slowly stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and looked up at the blue sky.

"Have you been to Earth?" Kushina stared at Ye Zi's face and suddenly asked.

Ye Zi turned his body slightly and said calmly: "I'm leaving."

"What's the result?" Kushina continued to ask.

"Although I have regrets, I should be satisfied. But if there is still a slight possibility, maybe..." Ye Zi didn't finish speaking, his mood was extremely calm at this moment, like this pure and flawless sky.

Although he didn't finish speaking, Kushina knew what Ye Zi stopped and said nothing.

She suddenly walked forward a few steps, reached out her hands and hugged Ye Zi without any warning, leaned her cheek against her broad back, and whispered: "If that day comes, I will follow you, no...even if that day doesn't come, now, I want to... follow you all the time."

I did not express my thoughts clearly, but what I said was actually expressed almost.

This is a very natural move, and there is no need to be courageous. If you have thoughts, you will give action. Perhaps it is because memory sharing has cleared many obstacles.

At this moment, Ye Zi couldn't break free from Kushina's embrace at the first time, but he knew that the person who lived deep in his heart was not Kushina, but... he didn't resist.
Chapter completed!