The dream of flying has existed since humans learned to look up to the sky.

Using the power of chakra, ninjas can fly briefly, but this is not the same as living in the sky instinctively.

"It doesn't count as nonsense, but father, I really haven't been to the sky!"

Mizuki looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

The large reincarnation eye there has been shattered, and the people of Otsutsuki are almost dead. I don’t know if Otsutsuki Sheren was beaten to death by Naruto Uzumaki.

"When I have a chance to go to the moon to see it, I heard that the scenery there is also good!"

"Can you go to the moon too?"

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

"Is there really a goddess of Mao there?"

"It should have been there before, but it may not be there now!"

After the ten-tailed man Zhuli was resurrected, the Goddess of Uo was freed from the seal of the God Earth Blast Star.

To be honest, Shuimu has not seen such a powerful sealing technique with his own eyes, and it is not easy to accurately estimate what the strength of the Six Path Immortals at their peak was.

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

It's just that the earth-moon channel has been closed. If you want to pass, you can only go through the outer vacuum of the universe. The danger is second, and I am afraid that there will be some bad reactions in the ninja world.

Up to now, Mizuki seems to be in a wooden house that is not very strong. Excessive force may have a bad influence on the ninja world.

The distance between the earth and the moon is a bit far, plus there is no space marker, if you want to use the technique of flying thunder gods, you have to find a way to get there.

Some excited little Miyuki saw her father being lazy, grabbed the oar and learned to row a few times. Unfortunately, her strength was too low, and the boat didn't move forward much, but began to spin.

Xiao Meixing, who was playing around mischievously for a while, was not happy anymore.

"Don't play, you won't be obedient!"

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

"You're too young to row a boat casually."

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

Miyuki hugged her mother's arm,

"When the time comes, I will row a boat and take my mother to the farther sea to see the big fish."

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

Xiaochun smiled.

"With such a large school of fish coming along the ocean current, there will definitely be whales attracted to it!"

"Um!"

Just as the two were talking, the meandering boat seemed to have hit something and made a bang. The small school of fish seemed to be frightened and jumped out of the water one after another, making a splash of water.

A little guy who looks a bit like a flying fish and a bit like a sailfish, jumped into the boat where the Mizuki family was in a panic.

"Good luck tonight!"

Mizuki stretched out his hand to grab this rash little guy, and looked closer,

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

"Let me see!"

Miyuki came over curiously, carefully pinched the pointed head and long dorsal fin,

"There is no such fish in the village."

Mizuki squeezed his abdomen,

"The meat quality 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, but they are difficult to be digested by humans, and eating too much can lead to diarrhea.

"Xiaomei, do you want to take it back and play with it?"

"It's better not to!"

After thinking about it, Miyuki replied.

This kind of fish is not very good-looking, and it is a sea fish, which is not suitable for keeping in a fish tank.

"Then let go!"

Mizuki, who was talking, threw it into the sea at will.

As the hot and cold streams meet, clumps of fog begin to rise over the sea, and visibility begins to decrease.

"It's almost there, Mizuki, let's go back."

"Okay, Xiaomei, sit down, let's speed up!"

Shui Mu said that he didn't mean to row hard at all. He summoned a white and transparent thing and threw it into the water.

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

The confused overlord in the sea was overjoyed when he encountered the sea water, and was about to vent his soaring power when he saw Shuimu squinting at him not far away, and his body suddenly slumped a lot.

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

"Father is lazy, let the master of Haifang do it for you!"

"If you're tired, you need to rest. Besides, I won't let the master of Haifang work in vain. The little guy has been away from the ocean for many years, and he has been away from home for so long. Give him a vacation. Before we go home tomorrow, let him Let's play in the sea!"

Hearing Shuimu's promise, the owner of Ehaifang, who was originally a little gloomy, was suddenly refreshed.

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

Xiaomeiyuki held the hands of her father and mother and watched with great interest the night market that was completely different from Konoha Village.

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

The country of waves is in a good location, and the Ninja world is peacefully approaching. As long as there is convenient transportation, this is a good place.

"what?"

Not far from a stall selling children's toys, there were many masks with different faces hanging on them. The Shuimu family slowly approached,

"Boss, show me that mask!"

What makes Mizuki strange is that the style of these masks is very unique. Except in the abandoned Noodle Hall, where the Vortex family resides in the country of Vortex, he has never seen ghost masks of similar style anywhere else. arrive.

Although it is an inferior mask with no special power, the familiarity is not wrong.

"Boss, where did this mask come from?"

The stall is a middle-aged man who is not very tall. He smokes a low-quality pipe, has withered hair, and doesn't look like a ninja.

"I did it!"

The business is not good, the boss's temper is not very good,

"If you want, just give some money and it's yours."

"Why do you do it like this? It's weird!"

"It's a long story..."

"Please keep your story short!"

"You're not young anymore, you're still impatient!"

The middle-aged boss took a break from his smoking pipe and looked at the Shuimu family.

"This is a craft handed down from my grandmother, but unfortunately my father was a prodigal, not very good at learning, and passed away early. I have never seen my grandmother, I just fumbled for myself according to a few wooden masks left behind. I thought it was also a craft. I didn't expect it to be very popular..."

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

Most of the survivors of the scattered ninja world in the country of the vortex disappeared without a sound, and the traces left behind gradually disappeared.

"Xiaomei, do you want it?"

"Well, that's it!"

The little guy put on the ghost mask with great interest, and later felt a little inconvenient to eat various delicacies at the temple fair, so he took it off again.