Abducted Succesfully

In the open space behind the house.

A new grave had already been piled up here.

Uchiha Tunan had considered that this couple was husband and wife.

Therefore, he buried the two of them together.

Hatake Dou hugged the container and stood in front of the grave with Uchiha Tunan.

He did not cry or become hysterical. He just stood there quietly, as if he was in a daze, but also as if he was recalling something.

However, Uchiha Tunan knew that when everyone was in grief, the way they expressed their emotions was different.

Some people would cry, some would laugh, and some would silently suppress all the grief in their hearts.

Perhaps because of his illness, Hatake Dou was much more sensible than his peers.

In addition, he now had a younger brother who had yet to mature.

He would subconsciously feel a sense of responsibility.

A sense of responsibility would allow one's mind to grow rapidly and become more mature.

After a long time, Uchiha Tunan stretched out his hand and patted Hatake Dou on the shoulder. He said softly,

"It's better to kneel to the relatives. This is etiquette."

When Hatake Dou heard this, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he nodded and placed the container on the ground. Then, he bent his knees and knelt down.

After a long time, Uchiha Tunan took a ninja pouch from his waist and handed it over.

"Don't be too sad. Open this and take a look."

"This is..."

Hatake Dou opened the bag and took out two lifelike wooden sculptures.

The moment he saw the wooden sculptures, his eyes turned red.

There is a saying that makes one think of someone when they see something.

Hatake Dou choked and two streams of tears flowed down his cheeks.

Uchiha Tunan slowly squatted down and reached out to stroke Hatake Dou's hair.

"I'm worried that you will forget your parents because of your memory loss.

That's why I carved wooden sculptures for them last night.

This way, they can be by your side at any time.

Watching you grow up healthily with your younger brother."

At this moment, Hatake Dou was already sobbing so much that he threw herself into Uchiha Tunan's arms and said, "Thank you, Lord Tunan."

"Ding! Obtain the recognition of Hatake dou."

Uchiha Tunan reached out and patted the back of Hatake dou. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile as he said,

"This title of 'Lord' is too distant. You and I will definitely get along with each other day and night in the future. Call me Mister."

"Mr. Tunan..."

After a long time, Hatake Dou stopped crying and left Uchiha Tunan's arms.

He saw Hatake Dou organize his expression, turned his head and looked at the grave with a determined face.

"I will be a qualified brother and take good care of the orphan.

You must be happy in another world.

Don't worry about us."

Uchiha Tunan smiled and said,

"As long as you are healthy, they will definitely be happy."

After saying that, Uchiha Tunan looked up at the sky and said,

"You rest in the house for a while. I will deal with a small matter. I will pick you up and leave later."

....

The village where Hatake Dou lived was on the east side of the mountain range. The rain was abundant and the vegetation was lush.

And to the west of the mountain range was the territory of the Wind Country.

The mountain range was like a clear dividing line, and the landscape on both sides of the east and west was like heaven and earth.

To the east was a mountain forest, and to the west was a desolate desert.

Deep underground in this desert, a wide laboratory was dug out.

There was only an oil lamp burning in the laboratory, illuminating the entire space in a dim yellow.

There were all kinds of strange parts on the ground, as well as a corpse that had been dismembered and soaked in a special container.

A red-haired teenager was squatting on the ground, assembling the parts and broken arms one by one.

His movements seemed a little urgent, as if he was worried about something.

In almost a sealed space, besides the sound of assembling parts, there was only the sound of his own breathing.

After a long time, an arm had been transformed.

The red-haired teenager reached out and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Suddenly, the red-haired teenager's ears twitched. He paused for a moment and turned his head to look.

"Sha Sha..."

A sandworm crawled out of the wall.

Sandworms were a very common type of worm in the Wind Country. They survived by swallowing the micro-nutrients in the sand.

The red-haired teenager breathed a sigh of relief and muttered,

"It seems that the man has a big impact on me.

I'd be terrified if the alarms buried in the ground didn't warn me. "

The red-haired teenager continued to bury his head in the transformation of the next limb.

For some reason, the red-haired teenager seemed to be a little absent-minded because of the movement just now.

The invincible figure he saw on the battlefield kept appearing in his mind.

The red-haired youth muttered as he transformed his limbs.

"Such a powerful ninja. How great would it be if I could transform him into a puppet one day?

He would definitely be the world's greatest puppet."

As he spoke, the red-haired youth felt the puppet components in his hands suddenly become less fragrant.

It seemed like the strongest wind shadow was only that.

"Huff... huff..."

Transforming a puppet was also a type of physical activity. The red-haired youth wiped the sweat off his forehead, his breathing becoming slightly hurried.

"Huff... huff... huff..."

After the transformation was completed, it was activated by injecting chakra.

The red-haired youth held an arm component in one hand and injected chakra into it.

"Ka..."

The puppet arm began to move according to the red-haired youth's intention.

A satisfied smile flashed across the red-haired youth's lips as he muttered, "Not bad."

Suddenly, the red-haired youth's pupils constricted. He felt as if his heart had suddenly been gripped. A thick sense of foreboding seemed to envelop him.

There was someone behind him!

The red-haired youth suddenly turned his head. He spread out his five fingers, and several puppets appeared around the red-haired youth, protecting him.

The oil lamp swayed gently. In the dim yellow laboratory, various parts and equipment were placed everywhere.

There was not a single trace of being moved.

The red-haired youth frowned and muttered, "Strange... it feels weird. I can't tell what is wrong."

"What is the problem?"

The red-haired teenager looked around the laboratory several times, but he did not find anything strange.

But the warning in his heart kept reminding him that something had changed here.

After a long time, the red-haired youth, whose mind was still tense, let out a long sigh of relief. He repeatedly told himself in his heart that there was no problem, and only then did he suppress the alarm in his heart.

The puppets around him dispersed, turned around, and squatted down again, undergoing the transformation of the puppets.

However, the red-haired youth had just squatted halfway when he was stunned.

He raised his head and looked ahead.

In front of him was the wall of the laboratory, which was illuminated by the oil lamp.

Then, he turned around.

The oil lamp behind him was still quietly burning.

The red-haired youth took a deep breath. His eyes slowly moved down.

!!!

There was no shadow under his feet!

Only then did the red-haired youth discover where the abnormality was.

There were so many parts in the entire laboratory, but these parts all had one thing in common. Their backs were facing the ground of the oil lamp, and there was no shadow.

At the same time, a shadow spread from the back of the red-haired youth to the back of his neck, separating into a pair of hands that held the red-haired youth's neck.