The dream of flying in the sky has existed since mankind learned to look up at the sky.

Ninjas can fly briefly with the power of chakra, but this is still different from living in heaven instinctively.

"It's not considered nonsense, but I've never been to heaven, my father!"

Shuimu looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The large-sized Rincarnation Eye there has been shattered, and Otsutsuki's tribe members are almost dead. I don't know that Otsutsuki's sacred person was beaten to death by Uzumaki Naruto.

"When I have the opportunity to go to the moon, I heard that the scenery there is also good!"

"Can you go on the moon?"

Since I was a child, I have heard various ancient myths about the moon. In various novels, the moon is magical.

"Is there really a goddess in Mao there?"

"It should have been there before, but now it may be **!"

After the ten-tailed man Jiriki was resurrected, the goddess of Mao took off the seal of the god Earth-burning Star.

To be honest, Shuimu has never seen such a powerful sealing technique with his own eyes. It is hard to accurately estimate what the strength of the Six Path Immortals at their peak is.

Although the seal on the moon has been broken, you should be able to understand it by looking at its traces.

However, the Earth-Moon Channel has been closed. If you want to pass, you can only go through the outer cosmic vacuum. The danger is second, I am afraid that there will be some bad reactions in the ninja world.

At this point, Mizuki is like being in a not-so-solid wooden house. Exercising too much may have a bad impact on the ninja world.

The distance between the earth and the moon is a bit far, and with the ** space mark, you have to think of some solutions if you want to use the Flying Thunder God Technique.

A little excited, Xiao Meixiong saw her father being lazy, grabbed the oars and learned to row a few times. Unfortunately, she was too weak and the boat didn't move forward much, but instead she started to spin.

Little Meixing, who had been playing tricks on for a while, was unhappy.

"I won't be able to play anymore, I won't be obedient!"

Xiaochun took out a sweat towel and wiped the sweat from the little guy's forehead.

"You are too young, and rowing is not easy."

"When I grow up, I will definitely be more stable than my father."

Xiao Meixiong held her mother's arm,

"At that time, I will row my mother to the farther sea to see big fish."

"Big fish, you can see it tomorrow during the day."

Xiaochun smiled,

"Whether such a large school of fish flows along the ocean, there will definitely be whales being attracted to prey!"

"Um!"

Just as the two were talking, the winding boat seemed to have hit something, and made a bang. The small fish underwater seemed to be frightened and jumped out of the water, with a rustling sound.

A little guy who looked a bit like a flying fish and a bit like a sailfish, and was not very big, jumped onto the small boat where Shuimu's family was in panic.

“I’m lucky tonight!”

Shuimu reached out to grab the reckless little guy, and looked closer.

"It's a mutated variety, I haven't seen it before."

"I'll take a look!"

Xiaomei came over curiously and carefully pinched her pointed head and long dorsal fins.

"There are fish like this in the village."

Shuimu pinched his abdomen.

"The meat is not very good, the oil content is too high, and it is not suitable for food..."

Many fish oils are more suitable for lighting the lamp, but they are difficult to digest by humans. Eating too much can lead to diarrhea.

"Xiaomei, do you want to take it back and keep it for fun?"

"It's better not to do it!"

Xiao Meixiong thought about it and replied.

This kind of fish is not very good-looking, and it is a seawater fish, so it is not suitable for raising it in a fish tank.

"Then let it go!"

Shuimu threw it into the sea as he spoke.

As the hot and cold water flows meet, mass of fog begins to rise on the sea surface and visibility begins to decrease.

"It's almost done, Shuimu, let's go back."

"Okay, Xiaomei, sit down and speed up!"

The words of Shuimu were completely trying to row, summoning a ball of white transparent stuff and throwing it into the water.

"Master Haifang, take us back to the shore!"

The overlord in the sea was very happy when he encountered the sea water. He was about to vent his instant surge, but when he saw Shuimu squint his eyes and looked at him, his body suddenly became much weaker.

Hearing Shuimu's order, the Haifangzhu honestly wrapped the boat where Shuimu's family was and carried it towards the shore.

"Father is lazy and let the Haifang Lord do it for him!"

"I have to take a break when I'm tired. Besides, I won't let the Haifang Master work in vain. The little guy has left the ocean so much. I've been away from home for so long. I'll give him a vacation. Let him play in the sea before we go home tomorrow!"

Hearing Shuimu's promise, the owner of Ehai was immediately excited.

After a while, Shuimu returned the boat and the whole family walked on the brightly lit street.

Komiyuki held his father and mother's hands and looked at the night market that was completely different from Konoha Village with great enthusiasm.

"It seems like there is a temple fair today, no wonder it is so lively."

The country of Wakano is in a good geographical location. The peace in the ninja world is coming. As long as there is convenient transportation, this is a good place.

“Huh?”

Not far away, there were masks of different faces hanging on a street stall selling children's toys. Shuimu's family slowly approached.

"Boss, show me that mask!"

What surprised Mizumu was that the style of these masks was very unique. In addition to being in the Namiantang, the residence of the Uzumaki family in the abandoned Uzumaki Country, he had never seen ghost masks of similar styles elsewhere. He didn't expect to see them on a street stall.

Although it is a inferior mask without any special power, that sense of familiarity is not wrong.

"Boss, where did this mask come from?"

The stall was a middle-aged man with a small figure. He smoked a inferior pipe and his hair was dry and yellow, and he didn't look like a ninja.

“I did it!”

The business is not good, the boss has a bad temper,

"If you want it, you will be yours."

"Why is it like this? It's so weird!"

“It’s a long story…”

"Please make sure to tell a long story!"

"It seems that you are not too light, you are still impatient!"

The boss of Zhong* took a rest and kept smoking, and looked at Shuimu's family.

"This is a craft handed down by my grandmother. Unfortunately, my father is a prodigal son. He is not good at learning skills and passed away early. I have never seen my grandmother before, but I just fumbled through the few wooden masks I left behind. I originally thought it was also a craft, but I didn't expect it to be very popular..."

"It's no wonder that art is passed down from generation to generation."

Most of the survivors of the Sisan Ninja Realm of Ume Country disappeared silently, and the traces left were gradually gone.

"Xiaomei, do you want it?"

"Well, that's it!"
Chapter completed!