Naruto's Journey to Training

"What a sad whine! I can't help but feel like crying! But! If you had let me eat you earlier, maybe things wouldn't have developed to this point!"

Douma pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes, and his figure disappeared in an instant, and appeared behind Mei. He gently stuck out his tongue, and licked Mei's almost bloodless ear with an infatuated look.

"What a waste! Look how much blood you've shed! It makes me so heartbroken!"

"You lunatic, my master and sister will definitely avenge us! Then you will die miserably!"

"Hehehe! Master, Senior Sister! Then call them! See if they will answer you now! Who knows, your Senior Sister is also extremely delicious!"

……

However, just as Douma finished his words, a cold voice responded to him.

"Oh! Are you sure her master won't respond!"

Douma's body was shocked! He turned around and saw a man wearing a simple white coat, a pair of black-framed glasses, and a golden Taoist pattern on his forehead. He appeared behind him without knowing when.

Douma's originally playful pupils suddenly shrank.

"when!"

Just as he was astonished, Mei's originally extremely desperate expression shook, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She was so familiar with this voice, so familiar that it was like in her dream yesterday, when she kept begging for help from a vague shadow.

Finally, the shadow gradually became clear and sighed.

It seems like the childhood, when the earnest teachings were always in my ears.

In a trance, she recalled those carefree days.

"Master, will you always stay with us?"

"Baby birds will eventually fly!"

"Then Master, will you come to see us after we leave?"

"I don't know! But as long as you keep in mind what the master said and keep moving forward, we will meet again one day!"

She remembered that she was very disappointed at the time, because this was not what she wanted to hear, so she left with several fellow apprentices. Thinking that she could not meet the expectations of her master, she escaped.

But later on, she would often think of the days of training in the mountains and the teachings of her master.

After experiencing the initial excitement after coming out, she also regretted it. However, when she wanted to go back, the mountain that they regarded as home was gone.

That day, she and several of her fellow apprentices were extremely silent, feeling abandoned.

But it was not until now that she finally understood that it was not the master who abandoned them, but that they had lost their patience.

"Have you hugged me enough? Can you please let go of my useless apprentice?"

I don't know why, but when Douma heard this seemingly normal request, he suddenly felt dazed, and then he let go of Mei.

Mei quickly broke free from Douma and ran to Yu. When she saw his appearance which had not changed even after several years, she felt as if she was back to her childhood and threw herself into Yu's arms.

"Master, we were wrong!"

Feeling the longing from his apprentice, Yu couldn't help but think of the excuses he had made for himself.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that I was a pretentious person.

Gently touched Mei's smooth hair.

"You are so grown up, but you are still acting like a spoiled brat in your master's arms. You are not wrong. You have done a good job along the way. At least in this city, I have not seen a single orphan!"

However, it would have been better if Yu didn't say anything. As soon as he said it, Mei hugged him even tighter, as if if she let go, Yu would disappear in front of her again.

"Master, please save our fellow apprentices. They are about to die. Mei doesn't want them to die!"

"Well! Don't worry! With the master here, they won't die. After all, they haven't finished what they need to do yet!"

After saying that, Yu gently pushed Mei away, and with a somewhat uneasy look on her face, she looked at the three unconscious disciples.

"It's really tragic, but you have reached your limit. You are all good kids!"

After he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became blurry, as if time was flowing backwards. In a flash, the wounds of several people were wiped out out of thin air. Soon, the three people who were originally bleeding and having difficulty breathing on the bed, slowly opened their eyes intact.

In an instant, the three of them were startled at first, then three pairs of eyes fixed on Yu, and then they were ecstatic.

"Master...Master!"

Xunri was the first to get up. He knelt down in front of Yu without hesitation and kowtowed heavily.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Master, it's all my fault! If I had forgotten my hatred and calmed down at that time, Master wouldn't have to worry about me today!"

When Yu saw Xun Ri crying bitterly and sincerely repenting, he didn't say anything, but just knocked him hard on the head three times!

Xun Ri grimaced in pain, but at this moment he was extremely happy in his heart.

The fact that the master could beat him meant that he had forgiven him. Thinking of this, Xunri smiled foolishly.

Douma, who was standing by, saw this touching scene, but he kept carefully retreating towards the door. At this moment, he almost held his breath.

He just wanted to leave here as soon as possible. The scene just now was beyond his imagination. The three people who were originally on the verge of death recovered in an instant.

Maybe Demon King Muzan can also have that kind of ability, but that is only limited to demons!

But he had just clearly seen that the wounds of those guys disappeared as if time had gone backwards. This kind of strange and unpredictable power was the first time he had seen it.

Besides, why did he let go of that woman for no apparent reason just now? Is he really such a considerate person?

This irresistible force gave him a strong sense of crisis for the first time.

However, just as he was about to retreat to the edge of the door.

"Why, are you leaving now? Why don't you play a little longer? I saw you were having a lot of fun just now!"

Douma's body stiffened and a forced smile appeared on his face.

"Well, I just don't want to disturb your master-disciple relationship! You guys continue, I'll leave first!"

After saying this, Douma turned around and was about to leave, but the next moment.

"Are you sure you want to go this way? If you dare to step one foot out of this door, I'm not sure if you will be able to remain intact!

Douma's eyes narrowed and his forward foot suddenly stopped. He stared straight at the door in front of him but he didn't dare to move.

Because he had no emotions, he felt an unprecedented fear. If he didn't obey that man's orders, he would definitely die in great pain.

Douma swallowed hard, slowly retracted his steps, turned around and looked at the man who suddenly appeared with a serious expression.

"Can you let me go?"

"What did you say?"

Yu asked back with a smile.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Douma's eyes.

"You want to kill me!"

"Ding Dong! That's right! After all, you almost killed my disciple, so it's better for you to die! After all, you're a ghost! It doesn't matter if you die again!"

Douma suddenly shuddered all over.

He found that his cognition had actually changed as the man opposite him spoke, and he actually felt a sense of agreement with what the man said.

"But...how is this possible? He definitely doesn't want to die. He is a ghost with a long life. How could he possibly die?"

Douma's face began to struggle constantly, but an unprecedented pain suddenly hit him. With his keen sense of smell, he was shocked to smell a strange smell. He sniffed and found this smell very familiar to him.

That is the smell that comes from the food that he could not finish eating because he hunted too much in the past and stored it over time.

Douma couldn't help but look down, and his eyes suddenly trembled.

Because at this time he found that his hands were slowly rotting, and a sticky liquid flowed across his face. He couldn't help but touch it with his rotten hands, and as a result, a piece of rotten skin was pulled off by him with a strong stinging pain.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could I rot? Haha! I'm a ghost! How can I rot like food?"

When he said this, he still maintained a sunny smile, but the extreme fear in his eyes completely betrayed him.

"A ghost! He should look like a ghost, why does he look like a human, don't you think? Douma."

"No! What have you done to me, asshole!"

Douma suddenly screamed, and at this moment the so-called alien completely disappeared.

Just like a desperate person, he struggles and shouts desperately in the powerlessness of death.

"Hehe! I thought you would be different. You are emotionless and would still face death with a smile. But it seems I was wrong. You and the woman you ate are the same! As expected, everyone is equal in the face of death."

"no, do not want……"

But the next moment.

Suddenly there was a bang, Douma's vision started to spin, and then he saw himself falling into a pile of rotten things.

And his consciousness was gradually disappearing.

"I... am I... going to die?!"

The last thought remained in his mind, and then endless darkness drowned his last fear.