Naruto ghost sword Susa

Chapter 104 Prelude.

"Oh...you're really welcome."

Ling grabbed Naruto by the collar and threw him on the stool like a husky.

Naruto didn't care, he lay down on the table and shouted to Iris who was about to go to the kitchen: "Sister, hurry up."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Calamus turned around and smiled, and greeted the noodle maker inside, "Dad, two bowls of miso ramen."

"Big bowl, big brother's treat."

Naruto added another sentence.

"Okay, a big bowl."

Calamus is still smiling, very patient, and has a good personality, and he doesn't have strange eyes for Naruto or Ling like others.

And Naruto's resentment towards Da Wan is very deep, but it can be regarded as seeing Naruto's living conditions.

As the son of the fourth generation, he has to endure such pain because of his status as Injuriki, so he will become the one who is forced to save the world in the future.

Ling looked at Naruto who was lying on the table waiting, showing a hint of a smile.

"Because of my own reasons, I have known pain since I was a child, so I can't see other people's pain, so I want to save others. This is the charm of your character design."

"Your miso ramen, please use it slowly."

Two bowls of ramen were ready in no time.

Uncle Hands and Calamus each held a bowl and placed it in front of Ling and Naruto.

"Thank you."

Ling thanked him, and at the same time glanced at the palm. It was a very ordinary middle-aged man, and he didn't have any chakra fluctuations. So, it's not good for some people to have too much brains.

What six ways and one music are pure rumors, so it is really misleading to say that those who write novels use their brains indiscriminately, but they still look like the ones who passed back from Hokage. The writing is very impressive, no wonder... hit the street.

"I'm gonna start now."

Naruto held the chopsticks, clasped his hands together, and narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Eat."

Ling replied, just as he picked up the chopsticks, the guy had already made the sound of "snorting, slurping" noodles.

"Hey……"

Ling smiled and started eating by himself.

Big bowl, full portion.

As soon as the noodles were in the mouth, Ling gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious."

Hey!It's really not nonsense, the taste is so good that Ling, a modern foodie, can't help but praise: "It's delicious."

"hey-hey……"

The food he made was affirmed by others, which made Handa couldn't help laughing. With small eyes, he almost couldn't see the cracks in this smile.

It's no wonder that Yile Ramen's business is good, and the taste is also unique in modern times.

"Huchihuchi..."

The only sound left in the whole store is the sound of eating noodles.

a long time……

"Thank you for your patronage, welcome to come again..."

Finally, in the sweet voice of calamus, two figures, one big and one small, walked out of Yile Ramen with their stomachs supported.

"So full."

They found a grassland at random, and the two who ate too much came to Ge You to lie down.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at eating, Naruto."

Ling glanced at the thin Naruto, never expecting that he could eat two bowls.

"Hehe~"

Naruto rubbed the back of his head and smiled awkwardly, but he was in a good mood, such scenes were too rare in his life as he remembered.

The feeling of warmth, the feeling of being cared for.

After resting for a while, Ling got up and greeted: "Okay, we should go."

"it is good."

Naruto followed closely behind.

In the end Ling bought him a lot of food and left some money for him, before leaving under the pitiful eyes of the little guy.

But I don't know if this guy can spend the money. The people in the village treat him too badly, but it should be okay to eat ramen. Yile and his daughter have no prejudice against people.

Ling An thought for a while, and then wobbled on the way back. Although Naruto's experience was pitiful, there was not much he could do, and what he insisted on was that he could do a little.

For the sake of feelings, let alone Naruto as the protagonist, Namikaze Minato and Kushina alone are his favorite characters.

Looking at the sky, it was getting late, and Ling was not going to continue to inquire about matters related to him. Anyway, someone would come to the door. During the time when he was in contact with Naruto just now, he always felt that someone was pretending. The camera is watching.

There are only three generations of "crystal balls" who can make him feel this way.

Since they were not in a hurry, then Ling didn't need to be in a hurry. Instead of those nonsense things, he could be happy and leisurely, and he could also train and train by himself, and be familiar with his own skills, right?

However, when he was about to arrive at the Uchiha residence, he ran into Hongdou, whom he hadn't seen for a while.

"Hongdou, why are you here? Why didn't you follow Mr. Oshemaru to do something?"

Ling greeted her. He still had a good impression of this young lady from the same school. Although he was a bit rude at times, he still had a good heart.

"There is a mission, and Mr. Orochimaru is out."

"..."

Hongdou replied and ran away without a trace. Ling wanted to ask Dashewan where to engage in scientific development, but he didn't have time.

Well, they are all busy people, it seems that I am a special salty fish right now.

Ling shook his head, not paying attention, and walked directly towards the house.

Back home, the sun has not yet set, and the sunset glow reflects half of the sky. The Huoshaoyun is really beautiful. No wonder it is said that the most beautiful sunset is red.

Ling moved a small chair and lay down on the balcony, half-closed his eyes and looked at the distant sky, thinking about his own thoughts.

It's been a long time since he pretended to be a fan of literature and art in such a quiet way.

After coming to Naruto World for several years, the pressure of life almost made him forget where he came from.

People always change themselves unknowingly, and only when they wake up do they realize that they are no longer who they used to be.

In the past, Mr. Ling told himself, hold on, don't waver, you can win.

Then the more he lived, the more cowardly he became, worrying about this, worrying about that, made himself extremely depressed.

But now he just wants to tell himself, hold on to the chicken legs, don't be cowardly.

The previous thinking was influenced by traditional novels, such as ten years of sharpening a sword, a gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late, and so on.

But now Ling just wants to say that it's enough to read the novel and entertain it, but don't take it seriously, people still act according to the actual situation.

After sharpening the sword in those ten years, I am afraid that the person will be gone before the sword is sharpened.

And it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years, that's a gentleman's business, and it has nothing to do with you.

We are a villain in the market, so we have to follow the way of the villain, and we have to take revenge all day long.

Ren Siwei flew around for a while, and the sky gradually dimmed.

"Come out."

Lying on the chair, Ling squinted his eyes, and said something lightly.

"The perception ability is very good, and it was discovered."

A startled voice came from the shadow behind him, and a figure emerged.

　This book will not arbitrarily blackmail the original characters. It should be said that it tries to restore the characters of the original characters as much as possible. After all, it is only a passionate manga, so there is no need to turn it into conspiracy theories.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)