Every live broadcast will be beaten to death[Comprehensive]

Staying in Hidden Sand Village, although there are cute Gaara children to play, but the host soon gets bored.

Because there is no mobile phone charger here, let alone wifi, and even basic entertainment facilities!without!have!ah!

The anchor died again during the last live broadcast, and the phone shut down automatically after being hit somewhere. When he woke up and arrived at Gaara's house, the phone was still half charged.Even after traveling through this phone, he can still connect to the Internet. He originally wanted to go to his live broadcast platform to read the comments. However, in a blink of an eye, he inadvertently saw my love Luo staring at the wall in a daze...

Forget it, he reluctantly downloaded a puzzle tower defense game called Defending Potatoes with the remaining traffic.It's okay, let Gaara play a few times to improve IQ, Sand Hidden Village doesn't pay attention to education at all, see what this silly boy is doing?

Oh, there is no traffic... I will go with whoever provides me with traffic!

The anchor raised his head to the sky and howled.

However, it is not an egg, it is useless in this world, so give up.

Therefore, in the boring days without internet access, the anchor refused to eat, sleep and play sand every day without any change.After thinking about it, he decided to buy vegetables while basking in the sun.

The anchor actually knows how to cook. After all, he travels around the world all year round, and he is especially good at barbecue.It’s not enough to just eat barbecue all the time. Before he was too lazy to cook, he bought and roasted all the edible animals in the village, and the dark circles under Gaara’s eyes, which had finally improved after eating, turned black again—this For a period of time, he was forced to sleep on the bed by the anchor, and he got enough sleep. After being severely criticized by the spiritual master behind the fatherly love, the anchor had to use his sleeves to cook.

So, the anchor turned slowly all the way to the vegetable market in the village. Well, the vegetable market is actually a row of vegetable stalls on the side of a long street. Shayin Village is located in the desert, and there is a shortage of vegetables and fruits.

Walking to one of the vegetable stalls, he was picking and picking among Yan Baba's cabbage, and the vegetable seller glared at him——Fuck!you again!

The anchor was unaware of the countless panicked and hostile gazes.What I didn't expect before was that Namikaze Minato has a deep research on buying vegetables, and he can easily choose the best one from the unimpressive ones. The anchor was shocked by him. Bargaining is invincible.

After choosing the dishes, he showed the pure eyes of a little white lotus to his aunt: "Auntie, how do you sell these?"

"What! One or two aunts, how can you bully me as a foreigner who has never seen the world? Even if you bully me as a foreigner, you can't bully the locals. If you can't buy vegetables, my Gaara will be unhappy, unhappy Will bully people... And look, this vegetable is rotten here and there is no moisture here..."

"So, Auntie, how about a discount?"

Vegetable seller: "..." Throwing the vegetables in his face, "Go! Hurry up!"

The anchor didn't change his face, touched his face, and returned with a full load of vegetables.

Originally, although the anchor was indeed poor, he never thought of using such cruel means to bargain—however, he is not fighting for one person now!Since the Lord Ling behind him took refuge in (and did not) him, he must take on the responsibility of being the boss and take him back to see his son as soon as possible!Um!

Ever since he inquired about the price of the lowest C-level task, the anchor's eyes dimmed.Fengying didn't pay him wages, nor Gaara's pitifully small pocket money, so he had no choice but to deduct it from the daily appropriation of food.

Even though Namikaze Minato was well-informed, he was still shocked by his hard-working behavior.He has met many good people, but he has never met a type like Jin Jiangning - no, it should be, there is probably only one such person in the world.

He seems to do things by feel.He can be full of enthusiasm for a person he just met, and he can accept some things that are difficult for ordinary people to accept without hesitation: as an ordinary person, he has no fear of ninjas, and he has goodwill towards strange dead people who suddenly appear, and he really loves me. Luo treats him like an ordinary child, who only knows how to manipulate sand.

The former and fourth Hokage did not understand the logic of "A-Ning", but this did not hinder his liking for A-Ning.Of course, he must have a lot of secrets, but Namikaze Minato said with a smile that he would not ask, anyway, someone seems to have no intention of hiding it from him, and he will naturally know in the future.

Moreover, he has to rely on Aning to go back to Konoha to see Naruto *^_^*

On this day, the anchor still went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, and worked together with the hacker, and successfully won the hatred of the grocery shopping aunts and uncles in the whole street.

Originally, he could happily go home with a vegetable basket as usual, but before he had gone far, he suddenly heard the whispers of the vegetable vendors: "Look, he won't live long...Monster child ...Master Yashamaru..."

The atmosphere is not right.Turning his head, those eyes that hadn't had time to retract were still on his back.

The anchor paused, and then fell back: "I won't live long, are you talking about me? Wait, uncle, I don't like to hear that." The middle-aged man who was approached by him smiled bitterly and did not speak.The anchor then asked: "You just mentioned Gaara, didn't you, what's wrong with that kid?"

Still no answer.The villagers seemed to have thought of something terrible, and their faces became strange, showing fear invisibly.

The anchor frowned slightly, still unwilling to give up asking.But just now, the aunt who often sells vegetables to him couldn't help but said: "Young man, if you don't want to die, stay away from...!"

"why?"

silence.The anchor watched the kind-hearted aunt wiping her hands on the apron awkwardly, as if she was trying to hide the fear in her heart, so she slowed down and said, "Tell me, auntie, if you don't make it clear, how can I just leave like this."

The villagers looked at each other, hesitated, and finally told the truth: "We heard that Yashamaru-sama... was killed by that monster!"

"Who is Yashamaru?"

"Yashamaru-sama, the ninja-sama who took care of that monster before you came." A look of fear and disgust appeared on the villagers' faces, which was inexplicably dazzling, "It's terrible, you actually did such a thing." things... so, young man—”

"Well, thank you." The anchor interrupted suddenly.

The kind aunt tried to persuade her again.

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen—" the anchor made a quick decision, and while they were stunned and couldn't stop him, he covered his ears and ran away.

He had long since forgotten all about the basket of vegetables.

While running towards Gaara's little house, the anchor said to Namikaze Minato: "It was fine not long ago, why did these words suddenly spread."

Gaara is no longer so feared after his effort to make trouble but to get closer.

The results are all over now.

"The situation is a bit bad, I guess you may have thought of it... This is intentional." Namikaze Minato frowned, "Innjuriki is very important to a ninjutsu village, and different villages have different attitudes towards it. I think Kazekage planned to make Gaara isolated from everyone from the beginning, and Jinchuriki who is affected by negative emotions is easier to use as a tool."

Host: "...Dad?!"

Namikaze Minato looked at him, his expression became extremely serious: "Recently, I discovered that there was a restlessness in Gaara's body, and he himself may be affected. It was originally a trivial matter, but if the fourth Kazekage wants to Excluding the unfavorable factors that affect Renzhuli, then Aning, you are in danger! Get out of here quickly."

But the anchor's speed didn't slow down at all.

The blowing wind blew up his long hair that had not been trimmed for too long, revealing a pair of eyes that were burning with anger.

"That damned old man...he can't see his son so lively and happy!" The anchor resisted the urge to swear, his face under the mask was about to contort, "I can't leave now, I have to go see Gaara It's okay... By the way, Mr. Waiguai, do you have a way to deal with that one tail?"

Namikaze Minato showed a slightly disapproving expression, but under the insistence of the anchor, he sighed and said: "Fortunately, I am a soul now, and I can directly contact Izuo without removing the seal. But, this requires your help." help."

"it is good!"

He aggressively kicked open the small door of Gaara's house.