At the beginning, Hinata was summoned, and the cat fairy bullied the ninja world

"What's going on? Why is this happening?"

"My magic can't possibly fail. What...what is going on? Little ghost, say something!"

The three people in the soul space were extremely anxious. They knew from Ding Zi's expression that the matter was very serious. Ding Zi must be trying to do something with the Impure World Reincarnation.

Suddenly, Kushina was startled and asked:

"If... I can't be reborn, can I still be resurrected..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the soul space fell into dead silence.

They all guessed a possibility. After all, how can one be resurrected without a soul? No matter how to be resurrected, one needs to pull the soul out of the Pure Land.

But they still waited hopefully for Ding Zi's reply.

Ding Zi's tone revealed fatigue:

"Don't worry, I will find a way. Even if the Pure Land won't let you go, I will find a way to get into the Pure Land and pull you out."

"I won't give up easily if I have paid for something."

The three people in the soul space looked at each other, their eyes filled with loss and horror.

The disappointment was because Dingzi really needed the Impure World Reincarnation as one of the means to resurrect a person, and the shock was because of another piece of news that Dingzi revealed.

The Pure Land won’t let you go!

Why would the Pure Land not let people go? Is the Pure Land conscious?

What is the state of the souls in the Pure Land? What are they doing? Why are they blocked by the Pure Land?

There were so many questions that their heads were about to explode, but before they could ask, Ding Zi cut off the connection with the soul space.

At this moment, Dingzi suddenly felt very tired.

This feeling that the whole world is against you can really make you feel powerless from the bottom of your heart.

The only possibility that the Pure Land would not release people is that the old thief of the Six Paths has detained their souls.

why?

Dingzi sneered when he thought of the Ashura soul in Naruto's body. He was afraid that because Dingzi sealed Ashura, the Six Paths would go against Dingzi.

This is a warning and a demonstration.

Everyone was happy when Asura was released.

If Ding Zi insists on doing so, he will never be able to pull people out of the Pure Land!

Ding Zi glanced at the sky with a sad look, then walked slowly towards home.

......

Hong, who was cleaning the house, suddenly heard a sound outside. The footsteps went straight into Dingzi's room.

Hong glanced at the flowers and psychic scroll beside her, then carefully picked up the signed psychic scroll and walked towards Dingzi's room.

The moment she opened the door, Hong's heart skipped a beat.

There was no light in the room. Ding Zi was sitting dejectedly against the wall. The moonlight was bright, and Hong could vaguely see Ding Zi's cat-like eyes emitting a faint purple light.

Without saying anything, Hong could feel the fatigue emanating from Ding Zi just by relying on her sixth sense.

Putting the scroll aside, Hong gently sat down less than 30 centimeters away from Ding Zi, almost sitting next to Ding Zi, and whispered:

"Stupid, are you unhappy?"

At this moment, Hong looked at Dingzi's profile and was a little frightened for a moment.

The angular face, with white hair and eyes emitting a strange purple light, makes people unable to take their eyes away at just one glance.

The boy at this moment exudes a sense of decadence, but his handsome face is breathtaking! !

The room was pitch black, and the only sounds that could be heard were the two people's breathing and heartbeats.

Seeing that Dingzi didn't answer, Hong hugged her legs somewhat aggrievedly. She was wearing pink shorts and pajamas with white socks, which made her straight and white legs look even more slender.

I don’t know how long it took, Hong gently reached out and pressed Dingzi’s head into her arms.

Although this was a very common action for Dingzi and Hong, and they had done it many times before, Dingzi at this moment looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

This ordinary action made Hong's breathing rapid.

Looking at Ding Zi's delicate face, Hong was a little dazed.

Suddenly, Hong noticed that Dingzi had a very small mole under his eye:

"Eh? Do you have a teardrop mole? I heard that people with this kind of mole will have a hard time..."

Hong reached out her hand to gather the hair around her ears and bent down to take a closer look. Only after getting closer did she realize that the distance was too close and the tips of their noses seemed to be touching.

I could even feel Dingzi's hot breath.

Hong's body stiffened, frozen in the position of holding her hair with one hand and Dingzi's head with the other.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Hong gently lowered her head, and her red lips touched Ding Zi's lips like a dragonfly touching the water. Then she did not look up again, but kept this almost non-existent distance and whispered softly:

"Are you feeling better now..."

Hong's voice was hoarse and magnetic, and there was a special breath with the flavor of cloves coming out of her mouth, which made Dingzi's chest feel a little numb.

Although Hong looked very calm, her heart was about to beat out of her chest and her ears felt hot as if they were burning.

I can’t say why. Even though I know Ding Zi is of the same age as me, when I see this immature face of a boy of only seventeen or eighteen years old, I still feel my cheeks burning.

There is an inexplicable sense of guilt.

But the strange thing is, this feeling...is not unpleasant.

"you....."

Ding Zi's eyes met Hong's, and he exhaled a hot breath, which made Hong's eyes even more blurred.

"This kind of thing costs extra money."

"Sister, I still have some savings..."

After saying that, Hong let go of her hands that were grabbing her hair, bent down again, held Dingzi's face and raised her lips.

Their lips touched, and their scattered red hair blocked the beauty.

I don't know how long it had been, Hong suddenly woke up, raised her head and wiped her mouth in panic, pushed Dingzi away, and walked out with her long legs stiff.

That momentum seems unstoppable. It's probably no easier to hold her down than to hold down a pig during the New Year.

Halfway through the walk, she suddenly turned back and knelt down in front of Ding Zi obediently. She took out a wad of money from the small pocket of her pajamas and pushed it forward:

"Thank you so much for the treat!"

After saying this, her face turned red all the way to her ears. She herself didn't know why she said such weird words for no apparent reason!

I obviously shouldn't have said that!

But my brain just seems to stop working...

After being stiff for a moment, accompanied by the sound of running footsteps, Hong opened the sliding door and quickly disappeared at the door. She returned to the room and buried her head in the quilt, making a whimpering sound.

His toes were digging into the floor hard, as if he was trying to dig out a basement.

It was not until late at night that Hong was willing to stick her head out from the quilt. Because of the heat, the loose hair on her forehead stuck to her smooth forehead.

"call!"

Hong blew the hair on her forehead with a determined look on her face, and then seemed to remember something she shouldn't remember, and began to twist around like a caterpillar while holding the quilt.

“I want to die…”

Hong didn't know what she was feeling. Shy? Ashamed? Guilty? Or excited?

It seems like none of them is the case. I just feel a numbness in my chest and a dizzy head.

There is an impulsive feeling, wanting to hold something in my arms.

Thinking of this, Hong hugged the quilt and twisted again:

"What should I do...what should I do tomorrow..."

"Help...why am I not dead yet..."

I don't know how long she struggled before Hong fell into a drowsy sleep, with her long, white legs resting on the quilt, the picture was beautiful.

A delicate face with a peaceful smile.

It seems like a sweet dream.