The man sitting upright had black hair and black clothes. His dark brown dog ears and tail did not move at all like they were petrified. A few strands of white hair could be seen from the hair underneath. Fuma Juro was far from reaching the age of "year".
Using a more appropriate method to classify the status of "old", he should be in the prime of life at this moment. However, since the death of his wife, he can only pay attention to all the trivial matters by himself, and his position as the head of the family is really tiring.
"It's been two years... time flies so fast." Juro said sadly, "Children of the Fuma family begin to lay a foundation in physical fitness at the age of five, and learn various techniques that ninjas should master at the age of eight. If you are ten years old,
For someone of your age, mastering these skills is very rare in the history of the village. Your talent far exceeds mine."
"No, I am far inferior to father." Kasumi replied. There was no flattery in this. In the eyes of children, parents are often as powerful as gods, not to mention that Juro himself is a fuuma for three generations.
The most outstanding patriarch: He has basically established his future election since the age of seventeen, and stands out as a strong man among the brothers. Xia has grown up listening to such stories, and her father's figure has always been only "great" in her mind.
"Such an adjective.
What's more, the people who told those stories to me were not ordinary people.
Fenglin Village is a village built on the basis of a ninja family. In order to cover up this dangerous fact, this village is full of "people of their own." Each household in the village is basically related by blood, and the relationships between each household are
The production work they undertake is different, which is a reflection of their differences in skill specialization.
The Mrs. Hua family I just met looks like an ordinary woodcutter's family on the surface, but how can any woodcutter prepare deadly traps all over the mountains and plains during the break of chopping wood? And the amiable Mrs. Hua herself is a master of hundreds of things.
A pharmacist who knows how to prepare the above poisons: from poisons that are so violent that they are applied to weapons and will kill you on contact, to anesthetics that make you unable to move even if you put a little bit of them in traps, causing your mouth and tongue to twitch, to colorless and odorless poisons that dissolve in water...
The couple used these methods to jointly maintain the protective net for most of the forest in Fenglin Village. If they were left to become bandits in other places, they would definitely be considered a powerful party.
The people who make farm tools are actually responsible for making various throwing objects, and the old lady who makes knitting products is actually a machine master... If not, ninjas would not be able to find so many skilled sparring partners during training. In a world where experts are everywhere,
It is rare for Juro to receive unanimous praise from everyone in Lincun Village, and Kasumi respects her father very much for this reason.
Facing his daughter's praise, Juro smiled slightly awkwardly, "I'm telling the truth. When I was your age, I would miss the target even when I threw a kunai. Don't let those past stories weigh you down.
Arrogance, a lot of it is just gossip that your uncles and uncles say casually in order to promote themselves."
This was really not an easy topic to pick up. The little girl with high emotional intelligence decided to wisely shut up and remain silent. Fortunately, her father had no intention of continuing the topic. Juro looked at the cherry blossom tree in the yard and asked his daughter
road:
"Xia, you must answer this question honestly."
"yes!"
"Have you ever thought about it?" The head of the house looked at the courtyard, but it seemed that it was more than that. "What is the outside world like?"
This question was so sudden that the air stopped. Xia didn't understand her father's question for a while. "What's the outside world?" Xia followed her father's gaze to the sky outside the courtyard wall and fell silent. The conversation between father and daughter.
It was so silent that only the sound of heartbeat could be heard. Xia thought about this problem seriously.
"If you have thought about it, of course you have." Xia gave an affirmative answer, "Although I didn't think about it and came up with any results, I did have such an experience."
The father nodded slightly, as if he was not surprised by the result. "Then tell me what you think about the outside world."
Xia's actions were rather hesitant: the instructions she received now were in great conflict with the precepts she had followed during her ten years of growth. From the time she could remember, all the teachers who taught her courses, including her own brother
My father and I both emphasized one thing: don't discuss things outside the village.
From Xia's point of view, this is something she is accustomed to, and there is no inconvenience. After all, there is no need to understand the outside world in life in Fenglin Village. Food is self-sufficient, life is very convenient, and there are countless interesting things for children in the mountains and forests.
Xia knows that there is a word called "friend", which seems to mean people of the same age who have a good relationship outside of relatives. Unfortunately, she has never had friends because there are no children close to her age in the village, but it is not inconvenient.
Yes, Xia can have fun playing in the mountains and forests by herself.
To put it bluntly, there is nothing wrong with living without leaving the village, not to mention that there are very scary beasts wandering around the mountains and forests around the village - this is what the elders have been warning Xia since she was a child.
I believe this is true: the terror traps arranged around the village are to prevent the invasion of evil entities, and whenever someone in the village has to go out, they are fully prepared.
The people of Fenglin Village, the bloodline of the Fengma family, are those who work hard to acquire skills, grow into a ninja who can stand alone, and then enter dangerous areas outside the village to complete tasks. This is the mission of the Fengma ninja. Kasumi was educated in this way
She has always believed so deeply, but she also wonders what is in the outside world.
This is different from a child's curiosity: it is not a sudden question, but a sustained derivation.
Xia answered truthfully to the head of the family, "I often think that when looking into the distance from the top of the mountain, all the pleasant mountains and forests as far as the eye can see are. Even if we have passed the boundary marked by the trap, the appearance on the other side is actually the same as where we are.
The environment is not that different.”
"So the land on that side should be able to survive, at least not without any space for movement."
Juro listened quietly to his daughter's speculation and did not express his opinion. "As for the uncles and aunts who come back from outside, they sometimes bring back some things that they have never seen before, but they are obviously man-made things - everyone in the village
The kind that can’t be made.”
Books, weapons, and knowledge from distant countries: Since there is no way to mine ore in the village, where did the lost weapons and farm tools come from? So many questions came out of Xia's mouth one after another, and these questions finally
All point to the same conclusion:
"There are people in the outside world, and there are many people living in it."
Fuma Juro was noncommittal. He stood up and took down a gorgeous and weird weapon from the shelf, and said to his daughter:
"It seems that today is the time to tell you some stories you haven't heard before."