After planting trees in Naruto, I decided to go to Infinite Tsukuyomi

Suddenly a strong wind blew on the ground, blowing yellow sand all over the sky. Coming from the Country of Fire, few people have ever seen such violence. The servants of natural disasters tightly closed the carriage, and all the doors and windows did not dare to open the slightest crack.

"The golden wheel covers the eyes, and the wind-moving yellow sand fills the sky, just like a dream."

Facing this situation and being trapped in the car, Mibu Natsuki recited a line with great enthusiasm, which attracted the attention of everyone in the car.

Hua Zi quickly regained his composure and praised the talent of his fellow travelers: "Mr. Rensheng is indeed a talented poet and he can sing such a beautiful line here."

Sasuke's, or rather Sasuke's, shadow clone stared at it carefully prepared before going out, but the one with the storm windows was not so leisurely. He recalled seeing the people in the Kingdom of Wind along the way.

"To us, the sky full of yellow sand is like a dream, but to the people of the Kingdom of Wind, the sky full of yellow sand is also a part of their lives."

In the Kingdom of Wind, rain is rare, the sun is fierce, and the temperature difference between day and night is huge. Most people wear dark colors, thick goggles, hoods or gauze to wrap their faces, especially their mouths and noses.

Here, most of the people's expressions are numb, as if they have experienced too much, and the pain is very suitable for this country that exudes barrenness.

Seeing Sasuke's compassion, Mibu Natsuki also put away his expression, and became poetic and serious, "Everyone is suffering no matter how difficult the people's livelihood is. Mr. Uchiha, you are worthy of being His Highness, a comrade."

There seemed to be something flickering in Hua Zi's silent eyes.

This gust of wind went away as quickly as it came, and the carriage soon continued to move.

Mibu Natsuki looked at the gradually turning blue outside the window, and worry suddenly appeared on the face of the sky. "Speaking of it, it is said that in the country of wind, there are many bandits. We don't hire ninjas, only samurai guards. Is this true? Is it okay?"

"Who told you, Editor Rensheng, that we don't have any ninjas anymore?" Hua Zi couldn't help covering his mouth and smiled. The prince, the talented scholar, and the empress dowager must have realized it later. If it were true, they would have been in trouble without the ninjas following them. On the way, "They are all hiding in the dark."

"But on the surface, we still have to have guards, ninja." Sasuke suddenly turned his head and looked at Hanako, who was slightly surprised. "To be honest with you, I just asked my subordinates to invite one not long ago. A qualified sand ninja will be our guide and guard."

Uchiha-sensei hired a sand ninja?

Mibu Natsuki shook himself, and the folding fan exclaimed, "As expected of Uchiha-sensei, you have a wide range of friends!"

"That couldn't be better, Uchiha-sensei." Hanako was smiling but began to panic in his heart. When exactly did he get involved with Sand Ninja? And who is this sand ninja?

And as a member of the Fire Nation, a noble Konoha, and a ninja clan, why do he still want to get on the line with the Sand Ninja? Is this accidental or intentional? How ambitious is he?

Thinking of himself, the small-minded Hua Zi couldn't help but start to wonder. If he and the sand ninja were closely connected, could they really fight him with all their strength?

Can she really control this handsome boy who is five years younger than her?

Being noticed by everyone in the Fire Nation, the sand ninja was riding a horse and was flying on the sand on the road.

On the way, they encountered the same sandstorm, but this had no impact on Gaara, the son of the desert. For him, the sand was his family, his family, and his weapon, as if it were a part of his body.

"What does Saai-san's Hanako-hime like? Where's the ninja? Do we want to kneel down and bow down?"

Kankuro couldn't help but become nervous as he saw the ground getting closer and closer. It's not that he has never met Mr. Ji, but they are only from aristocratic families. In terms of women's true status, they are only qualified to be Huazi Ji, a maid.

It was his first time to serve such a noble man, and the woman's mood was rarely tense, but there was also a hint of unspeakable anticipation. In the Kingdom of Fire, what will it be like for Ji Jun? What can she bring to the Kingdom of Wind and Sand Ninja Village?

"Don't call her Hime's Prince Hanako, who is noble, and Prince Nei's, who is the noble Daimyo, and heir." Saoi continued to popularize some titles and common sense between the two of them in the Kingdom of Wind.

The Kingdom of Wind is a small country and many of the etiquette and rituals are not as particular as those of the Kingdom of Fire. And these rustic shasha, sand ninjas have never had serious contact with the Kingdom of Fire. The high-level people Almost nothing is known about them.

"I would like to remind you again that Prince Hanakouchi and Sasuke-sama are here to cooperate with the daimyo of the Land of Wind to open a bookstore. She is His Highness Kazuhito, and your fiancée is not here to get married. Don't think too much about it."

Kankuro stood beside Sai and Kankuro, who once fell into fantasy when Asuka warned him. Just like Prince Hanakouchi in "Brave New World", who is beautiful, elegant and powerful, she admires and desires to be the object of Makohime when she is alive. She will never allow these bumpkins from the Kingdom of Wind to covet her, the goddess.

"It's all a misunderstanding."

Seeing the fierce and blood-red eyes, Kankuro was a little panicked. He waved his hand. As soon as he heard about the Land of Fire, Him... Prince Nai came to the Kingdom of Wind. The first thing he thought of was marriage. I really didn't expect that the other party came here for other things.

By the way, why do the prince and Sasuke-sama have to open a bookstore? I still have to go all the way to personally send some aristocratic minister, isn't that enough?

What on earth do these adults have in their minds when they have such a dangerous journey?

Gaara turned a blind eye to his brother's predicament and was only thinking about the whereabouts of Sasuke-sama and that Hyuga Neji.

Sasuke-sama said that the Land of Wind is so big and he wanted to look around first.

What will he see with those eyes?

In the capital of the Kingdom of Wind, two handsome young men who were dressed too neatly were vaguely visible in a small alley. They were walking on the stone road and attracted the attention of the people around them from a distance.

Being stared at closely, Hyuga Neji showed disgust. His expression was very sensitive to others, and he hated being looked at like an alien.

"Is this the capital of the Kingdom of Wind? It's nothing more than that."

Looking at the dilapidated village-like scene in front of him, Neji showed disdain. The capital of the Wind Kingdom, which is one of the five major kingdoms, is too shabby compared to Sanjo Castle. Even Sasuke and Fujimoto Castle can't compare.

Looking at Neji, one of the onlookers reacted and couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Neji stopped and stared at the laughing person with black eyes.

"You outsiders have gone to the wrong place." He stretched out his hand, almost exposing his bones, and pointed at one place, "Going towards the center of the city... is the real capital."

"This is just a slum." An old man with the same sallow complexion looked at Hinata Neji with fear and resentment, and then looked at Sasuke very attentively. "Noble, sir, are you lost? I am willing to serve you."

Sasuke shook his head, "I'm not lost. I just came to see your slums."

Looking at the old man in surprise, he took out the Fire Nation from his pocket. The currency attracted almost all the passers-by to watch enthusiastically. Like a hyena discovering itself, like a wild beast, people gradually gathered around.

Their eyes were full of covetousness and greed, but they didn't dare to take another step forward. Because one of them didn't look easy to mess with, the ninja drew his weapon and stood in front of the noble master.

The aristocratic gentleman looked calm as if he was strolling in his own courtyard. "I'm just a source. As a writer, tell me the real situation."

The alley was completely silent for a moment, but the next second it turned into chaos and turned into a vegetable market.

"It turns out that the writer is willing to help you!" Just now he sneered, and the young man ran over quickly with a very excited look on his face.

Dog-legged, the old man said, not to be outdone, "My lord, I am well-informed and will surely satisfy your curiosity."

Hyuga Neji helplessly stood in front of Sasuke. The people in front of him were upset as they listened to the pile of rags and poor people yelling at each other.

"Shut up, all of you! Come one by one!!" Neji smashed a few meters away from him with a soft fist. The wooden stool attracted everyone, who were afraid and avoided.

Sasuke nodded to Neji with great satisfaction and waved the money in his hand. "Everyone who saw the money has a share. If you answer the questions I asked, don't try to deceive this powerful ninja."

"First of all, tell me why you are in this capital?"

Under the gaze of a pair of suddenly red, scary eyes, the poor people began to tell their own stories one after another...

Most of them are forced to leave their homes, refugees...

"In other words, have you ever eaten other people's children in order to survive?"

Under Sasuke's gaze, a middle-aged woman couldn't help but tell the truth, which aroused panic, sympathy, and sideways glances from everyone. She covered herself helplessly, sobbing silently.

"This is really worse than a beast!" Neji looked at this humble woman, her eyes widened in shock, wondering why such an outrageous thing existed in the world.

"It turns out that this is the situation where the child is exchanged for food." Sasuke shook himself helplessly. He had no intention of commenting on this woman's behavior in extreme circumstances. "Then how do you survive now?"

The woman lowered her head in silence, not wanting to say another word.

"She is just a prostitute for us poor people." A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, winning several people to agree.

Seeing that the woman's eyes were gradually losing their brightness, Sasuke felt a little sorry. He wasn't that sympathetic to the cannibals in front of him, but he didn't want to cost others their lives for his own curiosity and thirst for knowledge.

She might be a sinner but he didn't want to be her, the judge.

"Take this little money and live well." Sasuke took out some money and forced it into the woman's hand. "Your son will die for you after all. Let him live longer in your body." Years."

The woman's eyes looked up with a hint of brightness and sadness as she raised her head. She quickly put them away and left the place immediately.

Hinata Neji stared at the woman as she gradually moved away, and asked from behind: "Let people live like this, okay?"

His biological father was willing to sacrifice for others, but he chose to sacrifice his own parents. Is this guy really worthy of being a human being?

"I don't know that this matter of judging people should be left to justice, the God of Death." Sasuke shook his head and looked around with greedy eyes. "And living is not necessarily a blessing."

"After all, she is already in hell."

The road where wine and meat stinks in the rich family will freeze your bones to death.

Unexpectedly, under the influence of natural and man-made disasters, even the capital of the Kingdom of Wind has been destroyed to this extent.

Sasuke listened to the complaints and wails of the refugees and looked in one direction at the layers of ruins where the real and powerful people of the Kingdom of Wind lived.

What does that person think of himself and his country?