Naruto: My name is Naruto Nianma

Everyone on the opposite side looked at each other and nodded. Then the tall man with wings on his back came out and said to Menma:

"Arnold, that human brother, we still don't know your true purpose, and we can't tell whether what you said is true or false.

So could you please come with us to our place and we can sit down and have a chat. "

Menma smiled and said: "I don't dare to ask for my ear, despite my wishes!"

"What is he talking about?" Longneck asked

"You are ignorant and unskilled, that's what you mean by agreeing!" the bald old man replied.

……

So, Menma followed everyone to the shrine. In the shrine's house, Menma sat on the ground with a group of strange people.

The winged man spoke first: "Arnold, that human guy's name is Namikaze Menma, right! I wonder if you would mind answering a few questions for me?"

"Please tell me!" Menma nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Your Excellency. First of all, the first question. I heard from Kappa before that Your Excellency intends to declare war with us. Is this true?" the winged man asked.

Menma bowed slightly, with a hint of apology in his tone: "I'm really sorry. I had no choice but to use this excuse in order to attract your attention.

But I really have no intention of being an enemy of you!

In addition, it was not my intention to hurt Mr. Kappa, but if I didn’t do this, I wouldn’t be able to see you. I would like you to apologize to Mr. Kappa on my behalf.”

The winged man said solemnly: "If that's the case, then this matter is over."

"Thank you very much for your understanding!"

"Then comes the second question. I heard from the kappa that you called yourself a human being, and later you called yourself a creature called a ninja. What is your true identity?"

Menma smiled and replied: "There is no conflict between the two. I am both a human and a ninja. Humans are a race, and ninjas are a profession."

"I understand, just like us, we are both monsters and gods. Monsters are races, and gods are professions."

"It's okay for you to understand this."

"Then the third question, what is the profession of a ninja?"

Menma thought for a while and explained in organized language: "Ninja is a fighting profession in our area. It uses the chakra in the body to release various ninjutsu to achieve destruction, change, treatment and other purposes."

"I am completely confused when you say this. My doubts have not diminished, but seem to be increasing. What is ninjutsu? What is chakra?!"

Menma also had a headache. This was common sense in the ninja world. After arriving in such a ghost place, the language was interoperable, but some conceptual terms could not be explained.

Menma rubbed his head, thought for a while, and then said: "If you don't mind, I will start from the beginning, including the origin, development and current situation of ninjas."

"All ears!" The winged man sat upright to show respect.

"More than 1000 years ago, there was a sage named Rokudo. According to legend, he invented ninjutsu, defeated various monsters that brought harm to the world, and founded the ninja sect.

People who practice in the ninja sect are called ninjas.

The energy that ninjas cultivate is called chakra.

Ninjas can use chakra to do things that ordinary people cannot do, such as breathing fire, breathing wind, controlling water, and breaking rocks. These methods are called ninjutsu. "

"Sou Ga, it turns out to be a new cultivation system, no wonder we haven't heard of it! But the timing is so coincidental, it happens to be our period of great disaster," the winged man suddenly realized.

"Big disaster? What big disaster?!" This time it was Menma's turn to be confused.

The winged man glanced at everyone, sighed and explained to Menma:

"About 1000 years ago, many strange people came to our hometown. Their skin was as white as snow, they had devil-like horns on their heads, and they had devil-like eyes.

They brought a seed and planted it in our hometown. The seed grew into a towering tree, but the price was that our land fell apart and reincarnation collapsed.

We gathered all our strength to fight against them, and at first we had the upper hand.

But as time passes, the tree continues to absorb the life force of our planet and releases an evil energy into the air.

Our strength is getting weaker and weaker, and we are gradually losing ground to those outsiders.

Later, our priest died in battle, the onmyoji sacrificed, the shrine maiden fell, and even we monsters could not escape.

At the moment when the land completely collapsed and was swallowed up by the stars, our big monster leader spent his life to gather such a piece of land and hide our whereabouts with a barrier, thus retaining a trace of fire.

This last habitat is called Takamagahara!

But over the past 1000 years, many companions have died.

We call that period the great tribulation period. "

The more Menma listened, the weirder his expression became. Why did this plot seem so familiar?

The winged man also noticed Menma's expression was abnormal, so he asked: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Menma paused and said, "If I guessed correctly, we should be from the same planet."

The winged man was surprised and confused: "What? Are you kidding me!? Our hometown has fallen into the starry sky. It's impossible for anyone to survive!"

Menma shook his head and said, "I'm serious. If you don't believe me, look up and see the half-broken planet above your head. Does the broken half look like your hometown is falling apart?

Also, there are many legends about you in our hometown. The person I was talking to just now must be the Great Tengu.

That beautiful lady over there must be the Snow Onna.

And that bald old man over there holding a tachi and wearing wooden clogs, he must be a slipper! "

"How can I fix it? Don't say I'm bald!!!" Grandpa Hua Piao got angry.

Menma smiled awkwardly, and then continued to face the big tengu: "Besides these, I also have some evidence to prove my guess."

"What evidence?" Daitengu asked.

"We should have a monster we know in common!" Menma said in surprise.

"who is it?"

"Toadmaru!" Menma said firmly.

Several big monsters looked at each other, confirmed, and said to Menma: "We don't know a monster named Gamamaru."

"What?" Menma frowned, that shouldn't be the case. All evidence shows that these monsters should be the aborigines of the Ninja Continent!

At this time, a weak voice came from the corner of the shrine: "Master Chief, I may know this little monster named Gamamaru!"

The monsters looked back and saw the kappa hiding behind a pillar in the corner, half of his face showing and saying nervously.