"That's it, I understand."

After hanging up the call from Yin, Ryuu continued to walk towards the dungeon of Sandun.

At this time, three days have passed since the assassination of the root ninja, and Ryuji has returned to Sandun.

News also came from Konoha.

They are willing to apologize for the matter and provide compensation.

Then Long Er stopped paying attention.

What kind of compensation should be paid and how much compensation is needed? All three generations of Fengying are worried about.

Anyway, it’s just a matter of not being able to come up with evidence. It’s impossible for a lion to speak out loud. It’s almost as much of the benefits as you can.

...

Come to the cell.

The thin monk still fell cross-legged, but his face was a little pale and much haggard.

"Old monk, I'll come to see you."

Long Er came to Fen Fu carelessly and sat down cross-legged.

The old monk opened his eyes and saw Long Er, a smile appeared on his face, "The donor is intent."

"Tsk, what's the point of being mean? It's just that you're worried that you will die and no one will take over your position." Shouhe's dissatisfied voice came from the old monk's body.

Neither of them cares much about this.

They all knew that Shohi only complained about Long Er at this time.

Long Er looked at the old monk and asked, "How is your illness?"

"It's just a little problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fenfu couldn't help but cover his mouth and cough.

Long Er chuckled and said, "It seems that it's not as simple as a minor problem. If it's really just a minor problem, they wouldn't be in such a hurry to let me come back."

"It's really just a little problem, but I'm older and can't stand the little problem anymore."

"Yeah?"

General Long Er stretched out his right hand in skepticism.

Fenfu also cooperated to extend his right hand to let him take his pulse.

After a moment.

Long Er withdrew his right hand and frowned and said, "It's really just a cold wind, but your physical condition is too bad, and the cell life is dead."

"Didn't I say it, it's just a minor problem."

Fenfu took back his right hand and smiled indifferently: "Everyone will die in the end. Although I have lived in the dungeon all my life, being able to live to the end of my life is also a blessing for several lifetimes to cultivate."

"Old monk, don't say such unlucky words!" Shoohe's voice sounded again.

But Fen Fu shook his head gently, "Death is not a terrible thing, nor is it an unlucky thing, it is just a path that everyone has to walk in their entire lives. Perhaps that is the end, or it may be another starting point, who knows?

Anyway, for me, death is no different from eating and sleeping, it is just a life experience."

"Old monk..."

Shouhe fell into silence.

The longer he gets with the old monk, the more he feels that the old monk is very similar to the Six Path Immortals.

If it weren't for the poor strength and the appearance characteristics were different from what the Six Path Immortals said, he almost thought that Dividing Blessing was the legendary son of prophecy.

Looking at the old monk who saw through life and death, Long Er was silent for a moment and asked, "... Then do you want to die?"

"So what if you want to die, so what if you don't want to?"

"If you don't want to die, I can keep you alive."

Upon hearing this, Fenfu looked at Long Er in surprise, as if he had known each other for the first time.

Shohi Ze shouted excitedly, "Little kid, I didn't expect you to be useful. I didn't give you chakra in vain before."

Long Er ignored it, but looked straight at Fen Fu, "So, do you want to continue living?"

"Then there is no such thing as this world..."

“I don’t want to keep alive.”

Fenfu interrupted Shohi's words.

He breathed a deep sigh of relief and said calmly: "Although I was voluntarily locked up in the dungeon, it does not mean that I like this kind of life. I just live here because I don't want others to be afraid of me.

All along, I have longed to go out deep down, be as free as others, and live my whole life without being seen by anyone.

Maybe death is also a good thing for me!”

“…so!”

Long Er let out a long sigh, stood up, looked at him deeply, and said, "Old monk, you are a good person, but you are also a fool and a coward."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Since the old monk made the decision himself, he would not force him.

Shouhe was resentful and wanted to question him, but saw the old monk smiling happily.

"Yes, I'm a fool and a coward."

"No, what's going on with you?"

Shouhe was confused.

The old monk smiled slightly, "It's nothing, but there's finally someone who understands me."

As he said that, he paused slightly and continued earnestly: "Shouhe, it is the greatest happiness for a person to understand you in his life."

"Are you so stupid? Are you still happy after being locked up for a lifetime?"

"Maybe!"

Fenfu understands what Long Er means.

It is indeed a silly act that he does not want to be frightened and willing to be locked up here.

But the stupidity here does not refer to his behavior of harming oneself and benefiting others, but that he has a better solution but has not done that.

He can go out openly, contact more people, and get to know each other so that everyone knows that he is not harmful.

But he didn't do that.

Because people are biased and like to favor the facts they believe. It takes a long time to gain the trust of villagers, and it may not be possible.

Before success, the villagers will live in fear of him.

Apart from this, the biggest reason is that I dare not.

He was afraid of failure, afraid that he could not bear the prejudice of everyone and was out of control.

He was worried that he would become what people were worried about.

So Long Er called him stupid and timid.

But he doesn't care. This is his life he chose and he doesn't regret it.

...

"It's just a small cold, don't worry too much."

In Fengying's office, Long Er said to the third generation Fengying: "Just prepare some medicines to drive away the wind and cold to cure colds. Pay more attention to the old monk's dietary problems in the future, so that he can live for another five or six years."

"Is there still five or six years?" The third generation Fengying pondered slightly, "I don't know if I can find a new Renzhuri container in five or six years."

"Let's talk about it then." Long Er said casually.

After reading the script, he knew that Gaara would come out in the future, so he was not in a hurry at all.

The third generation of Fengying opened her mouth, but she wanted to speak but stopped.

He originally wanted to ask Ryuji whether he could be a suitable doll for Jijiriki.

But thinking that Fenfu could hold on for a few more years, Long Er was not in a hurry at all, so he closed his mouth.

After thinking for a while, he changed his words and said, "You will help Ye Cang on the way to Konoha this time!"

"What's wrong with Ye Cang?"

"It's still the group of people coming from the Western Continent."

"I haven't done it yet?"

"That group of people has the ability to perceive and disgusted. Ye Cang has never found anyone and is fooled around."

Speaking of this, the third generation Fengying also had a headache, "I have sent 20 teams to support her, and Hong is also helping there, but if you can't find someone, it's meaningless.

But they were eyeing the Grell Stone again. If they didn't solve them, they wouldn't be able to give up and look for that thing."
To be continued...