After staring at his tombstone for a long time, Masahiko recovered and almost cursed.
A big living person built such a tomb for him. Isn't this cursing him
Looking around, Masahiko lifted the "ignorance technique" he had imposed on his body.
The cemetery of the whirlpool clan is guarded, but he and the fat cat are ignored under his spiritual influence. Now that Shu was lifted by Masahiko, he was immediately discovered.
Guarding the cemetery are two young Uzumaki tribesmen, about 20 years old, and being able to be appointed to guard important places like the cemetery in the tribe proves that they have the strength of Shangren, which makes Masahiko a little relieved.
"The younger generation in Uzumaki is pretty good."
"who are you!"
Two young men appeared in front of Masahiko in an instant, questioning.
Masahiko was not surprised that they could not recognize himself. Originally, he didn't show up often in the country of the vortex. This time he cultivated blood after the snare, his temperament has changed qualitatively, and it is normal that he can't recognize it.
Speaking of this changing temperament, Masahiko's heart was full of tears.
In the past, although he thought that his young man was a handsome guy, he still had some'b' numbers in his heart.
If you take the water gate's face as a perfect score, your previous self is about seventy points. But now that he has a temperament bonus, he feels that he has to have ninety points anyway.
Together, the two generations of Masahiko have never been so close to the title of handsome guy. It's a pity...
Masahiko glanced at the "36 years old" in his attribute column, and could only say that he was a "temperament uncle".
"That's good, it's better to be mature." Masahiko looked vicissitudes of life.
"who are you!"
The two young guards of the Uzumaki clan asked again. If it hadn't been for Masahiko's red hair, holding a cat in his arms, and standing in front of the tombstone of the "deceased" great elder with "sorrow", they would have done it a long time ago.
Masahiko returned to his senses, cleared his throat, and decided to understand this tombstone first.
"Who knows the big dream first, cough cough, I know what it is, what year is this eve?" Masahiko sank deeply.
Vortex tribe: "???"
"Meow~ He asked you what year this year?"
"Ninjamon?!"
Masahiko lowered his head and patted the fat cat, "Don't talk, I am familiar with the feeling of communicating with humans."
No way, he has been facing a cat for most of the past few years, "not talking" anymore.
"What year is this year?" Masahiko continued.
The two looked at each other, "Answer our question first, who are you and why are you here!"
Masahiko paused and sighed, "Wasting time..."
In the next second, his figure disappeared in place.
No way, he couldn't use illusion techniques to question him when facing two Vortex clansmen.
…
Masahiko stood still for a long time near Uzunokuni Iraku's ramen restaurant.
In the past two years, although the fat cat's problem has been more serious, Masahiko has not been firmly "bound", and he can always set aside his time every ten and a half days.
But the last time I came out, I encountered the horrible thing of Yizi's death. He was afraid that if he came out, Jing Hitomi would also die
Moreover, the more important reason is that Sarah is a daughter, he dare not meet...
After the Xiucheng Xueji snare, he discovered a very serious problem. The future of Loulan himself was very wrong.
He is too weak!
Masahiko watched the battle between himself and the six old men in the whole process. At that time, even the aftermath was very difficult to resist, and he felt that he must be several levels higher than himself.
However, after Xiucheng Xue followed the snare, he realized that it was a qualitative change from ss+ to sss-. Now he also has that kind of strength, and he has repeatedly confirmed that this is not an illusion caused by increasing his strength too much at once.
Now he, even in the face of a spot with reincarnation eyes, is confident that he will be "disassembled" in about ten minutes... he is so strong.
So the question is, the future self, who returned after Naruto during the Shippuden period, should be about ten years away from now, and it is too weak. Where did the witness points go? No improvement at all.
Doubts about his strength, then began to doubt his identity, doubted what he said, and finally doubted Sarah.
Sarah is an existing character in the original book. He was said to be his descendant at first, and he had some doubts in his heart. But after experiencing it personally, there was indeed a feeling of blood connection, and he recognized this daughter.
Now think about it, at first Sara stayed in her own space for a long time... What if this sense of blood was "fake" in a way that he didn't know
The more I think about it, the more worrying, until now, this has been regarded as a knot of his heart. There is nothing in the Naruto world...
But time has passed so long, the practice of Xueji Snare has come to an end, and you can't stay away forever.
Masahiko finally "gave up the courage" and strode towards Yile Ramen.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a group of Vortex Race rushing out, rushing in all directions.
"What's happening here?"
Masahiko looked dumbfounded. Could anyone dare to come to Sara's shop to make trouble
Shaking his head, Masahiko walked into the store and saw Sara at a glance.
But Sara didn't notice him, but turned to look behind her, "Naruto, come out, they're gone."
Behind Sarah protruded a small head, golden hair, a sunny smile, and three straight beards on each face...
Masahiko was startled, "Why is Naruto here?"
Naruto poked his head out from behind Sarah, immediately saw Masahiko at the door, and retracted his head again.
Sara turned her head suspiciously and saw Masahiko.
"Father… ?"
As soon as Masahiko squeezed out a smile and wanted to say hello, Sarah rushed over, and the fat cat jumped aside wittily, and let Sara hug Masahiko, "Father! Ooo... It's great that you are not dead!"
Masahiko's body stiffened first, then eased, and patted Sara to comfort Sara, "Of course I am not dead. Who made the rumor that I am dead? You believe it too?"
After a long while, Sara calmed her mood, let go of Masahiko, and looked at him carefully.
Masahiko's face turned black, "It's me!"
As soon as the conversation turned, he pointed to Naruto who was peeking from behind with some worry, "Why is this little guy in your shop? Are Mizumon and Kushina okay?"
"Yeah... They are okay." Sarah nodded. "This is a long story. Tell me first how you survived?"
Masahiko was speechless, how did he survive, he wanted to ask how he died
"Who made the rumor that I was dead? You haven't seen my strength, how can you believe it?"
Sarah nodded and hesitated, "But this is what Tsunade sister said, and your disciple Nagato has also confirmed..."
"Tsunade said? Nagato confirmed? It seems that they want to be beaten!"
Masahiko spoke bitterly, no wonder Sara believed that he was dead, these two guys...
"Huh? No, where's my fish?"
"No, where's my slug?!"