Every live broadcast will be beaten to death[Comprehensive]

In this way, the anchor inexplicably has an extra soul.

Note, the spirit behind this has a high degree of recognition, and it is not at all like a passerby who was alive one chapter ago and died the next chapter.

The spirit behind it appeared shortly after the anchor was dug out.At first, the host could only hear the voice, but after a while, he saw a vague shadow, and no one except the host could see the existence of the spirit behind it at all.

Moreover, although he did not elaborate on his identity, the anchor feels that the spirit behind this is obviously not simple.It is easy to find that there are a few hidden people around them peeping at them-the spirit behind them said that these people are Anbu-the most frightening thing is that others can't see him, but he can contact others.

According to the back of the spirit, he came from a place called Konoha, and they are now in the hidden sand village far away from Konoha.Originally, the spirit behind had already seen the appearance of the God of Death before he died, but he suddenly fainted for some reason, and when he woke up, he was floating behind the anchor in the form of a soul.

In addition, the spirit behind said, this is a world of ninjas.

The ninjas here are not the ninjas that the anchors saw in movies and TV series, although they can also swish up and down and throw shuriken.Ninjas have a power called Chakra. By using Chakra and hand mudra, they can perform various ninjutsu.Konoha, located in the land of fire, and Sand hidden in the land of wind, are powerful ninja villages where ninjas gather.

The anchor spent 1 minute trying to understand the explanation behind the spirit, and the remaining 9 minutes were stunned by a large wave of detailed introductions to Chakra ninja ninjutsu.

"In short, I just need to know that it's dangerous." The anchor looked at the gray sky outside the window sadly, and sighed: "No wonder people here can breathe fire and play with sand."

Behind Ling Ling looked helpless: "So you really don't know anything..."

The anchor nodded: "Yes, I, like you, came here unintentionally. My world is quite peaceful."

"Really." There was a smile behind him, not sure whether he believed it or not, he just said: "Then, don't you feel scared? Suddenly seeing such a terrible thing, the person talking to you now is a dead soul."

"A little bit, I was really scared at the beginning, um - it was the time when I met a big monster at your place. But in fact, it's nothing. I believe that all phenomena are beyond common sense. A dead spirit like you isn't that scary. "The anchor looked back, except for the dirt and ugly houses built outside, there was only sand, and after a long time, he got tired of watching it.Compared with the sand, the golden and handsome sand is of course more eye-catching. He turned around and patted the shoulder of the Lord Ling behind him solemnly: "I can only rely on you to protect me from now on. The Lord Ling behind must be very powerful."

"You're welcome, I can only rely on you to exist now, I should be the one who troubled you——Mr. Jin, you can just call me Namikaze Minato." Behind the back Lingjun Ohbu Namikaze Minato looked at his hand with a smile Zi Paikong kindly reminded: "However, my current strength is not enough to protect you."

"...Then how do I charge you—cough cough, charge energy?"

Namikaze Minato and the host stared at each other in silence.

After a long time, he hesitated and said:

"Basking in the sun... right?"

"..."

Host: "Okay, after Gaara comes back, I'll go to the park to bask in the sun."

"Also, I want to call you Mr. Waigua."

"What is a plug-in?"

"..."

Although Gaara is still a child, he can’t usually play with sand all day long. He also needs to receive ninjutsu teaching from Kazekage, the strange uncle whom the anchor met for the first time—I heard that Kazekage is me After Aara's father, the anchor suddenly yfty, never seen such an overbearing father!

It's okay to not care about throwing the child outside alone, but he still struggles desperately. Every time Xiao Hongmao comes back, he is bruised and depressed.

But no matter how much the anchor protested, it was useless. In the eyes of this group of ninjas who could easily torture him to death, he was just a piece of scum who could be killed by Jinzhu Riki at any time, so there was no need to care about it.Therefore, after the anchor held the banner of "reject abuse and more love" and meditated in front of the Fengying office building to protest to no avail, he got up angrily and decided to be self-reliant.

The anchor took Gaara to run outside every day, and everyone retreated wherever he went.Although Gaara has a kind of obsession with the anchor, he just met after all. This child is precocious, and there is still a layer of barriers between him and others. At first, he just stood there without moving, and was entangled in his heart whether to play or not Believe it or not—it’s a pity that he met our handsome anchor, who is familiar with him without putting on airs and mixing with minors. .

No matter how precocious and resentful the world is, a child is still a child, and has no resistance to play.Therefore, the anchor accidentally attacked the difficult character Juvenile Body.

The park in Hidden Sand Village has completely become the territory of shameless adults and cruel Renzhuriki.

Anbu, who was spying on them, stared at them for a few days, but couldn't bear to see the two keep digging the sand, so more people withdrew and turned back to the original Anbu who watched from a distance.This made the anchor intensify, trying to instigate Gaara to take the initiative, climb houses, step on roofs, graffiti, etc.——

"Forget it, it's not okay to make trouble like this...Although Gaara is still a child, what will the people in the village think of him in the future." Minakaze Minato, who was watching by the side, finally couldn't help it, and stopped the host's bad humor with a smile.

The anchor had no choice but to give up.

Gaara, who had dark circles under his eyes, still looked unhappy, but he was obviously relieved at this moment.

Although he changed his words, the anchor held a long wooden stick in his hand, and while poking the bird's nest that he finally found on the branch of a dead tree, he still didn't forget to retort: ​​"Oh, children should be more lively. Which little boy How about breaking a window and stealing a bird's egg?"

The Lord Ling who never broke a window or stole a bird's egg when he was a child: "..."

The bird's nest was poked down by a wooden stick, and the host quickly reached out to grab it, and saw that it was an empty bird's nest.He rubbed his chin, saw Gaara looking eagerly at the bird's nest in his hand, and gave him a push, telling him to go back and get an egg.

Gaara froze for a moment, blinked slowly, and suddenly ran away.

When Gaara's back was completely invisible, the anchor turned around, faced the tree trunk, and actually said to Namikaze Minato: "Kaiga-kun, were you just staring at Gaara in a daze?" He usually said Talk to Lord Ling behind you when no one is around.

Namikaze Minato was standing under the tree.He looked away from the exit of the park, and said to the host: "Ah, I just remembered my son... probably as old as Gaara."

"Your... son?" The anchor was slightly startled, and suddenly realized that this man who was alive in his eyes had actually died a long time ago.

"Yeah." Namikaze Minato nodded, some reminiscences appeared in his sky-blue eyes, as if pouring out, and said slowly: "I have to say, he is really similar to Gaara, who lost his memory at a young age. My loved ones have become Renzhuli..."

The host suddenly frowned, and he heard a very familiar word: "Wait, who turned him into Jinjuriki?" Staying beside Gaara, he more or less knew that there was a monster sealed in Jinjuriki's body, This is never a good thing for a child.

However, Minakame Minato softly uttered a word.

"I."

"what?!"

"In order to save the village and save more people, I sealed the Nine-Tails into Naruto's body before I died." The blond man stood in the mottled tree shadow, the sunlight poured down through the intertwined tree trunks, falling in his hair.When he mentioned the child, he could not help but smile slightly on the corner of his mouth: "Although I feel very sorry that I will not be able to accompany Naruto in the following days, I do not regret it. The three generations of adults will take good care of him. People in the village don't like the status of Lili, but it doesn't matter, I believe Naruto can cheer up and continue to walk bravely."

Finally, Minato Namikaze looked at the host and smiled gratifiedly: "Because he is the son of me and Kushina."

"..."

The host was stunned for a while, and silently looked away.After a long silence, he said softly, "That's great."

Namikaze Minato smiled and did not continue this topic, but suddenly said to the host: "Speaking of which, Aning, you are quite like another kid I know."

"Hey, the jump from Mr. Jin to Aning is too fast-well, you win, just do whatever you want." The anchor stared at Ling Ling behind with the dead fish eyes on the mask, speaking in a very perfunctory tone: " Oh oh oh, how does it look like?"

"Well, he is my disciple, and he also wears a mask to cover his face all day long, so he should be about the same age as you."

"...I wear a mask because I'm so handsome, as for my age—I'm older than you, okay?"

"Good~ Good~"

Host: "..."

It hasn't been long, why is this guy so deflated all of a sudden?

Because Gaara hadn't come back yet, the anchor continued to chat with Ling Ling in a low voice without saying a word.He didn't know what they were talking about, and he said without thinking: "I found out that I was actually taking care of Fengying's child."

Namikaze Minato responded inexplicably, "Huh?"

"I want to apply for salary, Kazekage must be very rich." The anchor rubbed his chin to figure out, turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "When I save enough money, I can send a task for the ninja to send me to Konoha Lah—well, although you can go without a ninja escort, there are too many unstable factors, and you don’t know where you are going to die all the way. And you can’t rush me... By the way, how much does it cost to send a mission?”

"you……"

Namikaze Minato was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect the host to say such a thing.

"What am I?"

At this moment, Gaara came back holding the egg carefully.The host called him over, put the eggs in the empty bird's nest, put the nest back on the tree branch, and coaxed the little red hair very skillfully that the little sparrow would hatch after a while.

Then they ran to the bunker again.The host used his fingers to draw a big face of a short-haired boy on the sand, and then poked a hole under the eyes that could barely be seen—tear mole, um.

"This is Keigo Atobe, a good friend I knew before." He pointed to the big face and introduced.

Gaara followed his example and awkwardly drew a face on the sand.The anchor came over to take a look, and immediately laughed. Although the drawing was crooked, the little sun mask was recognized at a glance.

He continued to paint the dark circles under the eyes that looked nothing like himself but more like a certain national treasure. Then, after thinking about it, he added a thorn head with flamboyant hair beside him.

"Who is this?" Gaara asked.

"This is the son of my new friend." The anchor tilted his head and winked at Ling Ling, "I guess he looks very similar to his father."

Namikaze Minato crossed his arms leisurely, but couldn't help laughing and said: "It looks very similar to his father, but it doesn't look like your painting at all."

——I'm so sorry.

He turned his face away, and Gaara looked at the distorted big head.It didn't take long for them to laugh together.