Two days had passed since Saburo woke up. Saburo had been suffering from this primitive life for another two days. He seemed to be gradually recalling the memories of this body. However, this was still the body of a four or five-year-old child after all. It seemed that it could not support his adult thoughts. If he thought too much, he would easily faint and fall asleep. From this behavior, his family thought that he had become weak after this illness.
Xiong Saburo lay in bed and began to think about the predicament in front of him. He was still a child and could not even support himself. A child's brain had not fully developed and was in urgent need of nutrition. Such a weak body could not support his brain that thought like an adult. Thinking of this, he seemed to feel his temples start to throb rapidly again.
Everyone in the family had gone out to farm, and he was the only one here to recuperate. There seemed to be only four men in the house, and a father with three children. San Lang began to recall for a while and understood. His mother had passed away two years ago, and there were more than three children in the house. He seemed to have two older sisters who had married into the old dragon hall temple family in Fenglai Temple City and the branch temple family of the Fenglai Temple family. Speaking of which, Xiong Fu's family was even more powerful. Although his two sisters were only concubines, and they were sent over by his father, Xiong Fu's left guard.
His mother didn't seem to have any impression in San Lang's memories. He only remembered that she was a thin and weak woman. The last memory he had was of this poor woman lying in bed, as if she had become a skeleton. His father knelt beside her and gently stroked her face without saying a word. Then, his father held the three brothers 'hands and watched his mother's coffin being buried. His father's lips were slowly moving. Flower Lady, ah. My mother was a beggar.
Flower Lady died, and Father was beaten up by several men. He still didn't say anything. He heard those men shouting about the Liu Lu Chang family. I think Mother's surname should be Liu Lu Chang. Liu Lu Chang Flower Lady, my mother's former name.
Xiong Fu family, what is Xiong Fu family? I recalled how my father used to proudly boast about the glory of his ancestors in front of us three brothers, and how my mother was cooking beside him with a smile. I felt that this should be the Xiong Fu family. Hoho, Xiong Saburo, who was lying under the blanket, had tears flowing out of the corners of his eyes, but he was smiling.
Xiong Fu's family was not a big family. After removing the praise from Xiong Fu's left guard's mouth, it had only been two generations since Xiong Fu's family had risen to the status of a warrior and settled down here. Even his father himself did not know who the people in the past were because his grandfather, Xiong Fu, had never mentioned them.
In the beginning, there were no villages here. Grandpa led a group of refugees to escape the war and ran to the mountains. Then, he settled down here. Grandpa relied on his own courage to become the village chief. He originally wanted to avoid the disputes of the outside world in the mountains and live a stable life. He did not expect that these days, even the temples in the mountains were not to be trifled with. After a few days of good life, the former abbot of Fenglai Temple rushed over with the monks and soldiers of the temple. Grandpa gave in and handed over most of the food. That year, the refugees who settled here had an internal conflict over food. Many people died. There were fewer people, and there was enough food to eat. The refugees stood firm in the mountains. Grandpa was still the village chief here. This was how our Xiong Fu family was born.
The birth of the Xiong Fu Clan was not a glorious matter. The Warring States Period was a chaotic time, and the law of the jungle was the norm. The growth of every clan was accompanied by blood and slaughter, and naturally, we were the same. If there was a hell, this Warring States Period would be it.
Ambush Bear Village was not a big village. There were no more than a hundred people, and there were only a dozen young and strong people. The others had all died in battle. If this war continued, it was unknown if there would still be an Ambush Bear Village in the future.
According to the stories, there was a legend of the Six Paths Immortal. He ended the chaotic world and made the whole world peaceful. He missed the peaceful world so much.
Wait, Six Paths Immortal, what the f * ck! At the thought of this, Xiong Fu San Lang crawled out of bed and rubbed his head in a daze. The Immortal of the Six Paths had ended the chaotic world. He was sure he was right. He flipped through the memories in his mind again. He even remembered the way his father had told him the legend. He was dancing with joy and excitement. This was the first time he had seen such a look. It turned out that even his father hoped for peace!
Recalling the memories in his mind, Xiong Fusan confirmed once again that it was indeed the Immortal of Six Paths who had pacified the chaotic world. Xiong Fusaburo's dizziness worsened due to his intense thoughts. He crawled back into bed and rubbed his temples with both hands to relieve his headache. His heart was so excited that it was about to jump out of his chest. The world of Naruto, yes, this was very likely the world of Naruto. Chakra, ninja, ninja, this was not a dream!
Calm down, calm down. Whether this world is Naruto's world or not, my current weak body is still an obstacle. I have to wait until I grow older and develop well before I have enough capital to pursue my dream. My dream is to fly on roofs and walk on walls, and become Superman! Hahahaha! Thinking of this, Xiong Fu San Lang opened his mouth, revealing his scattered baby teeth that had just grown out.
Wait a minute, since this is the world of Naruto, take note, this is the world of ninjas, then what is my family? A samurai, and the lowest level of local samurai. Oh my god, wouldn't my family be eliminated by ninjas?
This matter was very urgent, but who cares? My body still needs to recuperate. Chakra, oh Chakra, my Chakra. He hummed a song in his heart and fell asleep happily. Children are very sleepy.
In the evening, Xiong Fu Zuobei, who had gone out to farm, returned with his two children. He put down the farming tools in his hands and patted the children to remove the dust. Then, he walked into the house and glanced at Saburo, who was sleeping. He was ready to wash his hands and cook.
Taro and Jiro rested outside the door for a while, then went into the house to take their wooden sabers and cultivate outside.
The Xiongfu clan was called a warrior, but in fact, they were just a group of brave farmers. The Xiongfu clan had only been passed down for two generations, and before that, they were nothing. The knife skills passed down in the clan were summarized by the two generations of clan heads themselves. Some of them were simple and practical killing moves on the battlefield, and some were learned from the knife skills experts of the Fenglai Temple clan.
Fortunately, the Fenglai Temple was originally a temple. There was originally a temple house that taught novices. Other than Saburo, the few members of the Xiongfu family went to the temple house of the Fenglai Temple to learn how to read when they were idle. Otherwise, the whole family would be blind.
However, regardless of whether this was Naruto's world or not, the current Xiong Fu family was too weak and had no influence on the outside world.
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