Chapter 52 : You are too poisoned (seeking flowers, seeking collection, seeking evaluation)

A few days later, a team escorting the wounded on the front line appeared in front of Konoha’s gate, and the leader was actually the commander-in-chief Jiraiya who was sitting on one side of the battlefield.

“Master Jiraiya, let’s take the wounded to the hospital first.” A Chūnin walked up to Jiraiya and said respectfully.

“Go!” Jiraiya waved his hand weakly, and sighed softly in his heart. He did not expect that his teacher Third Hokage would call him back to the village when the front line was tense.

“It’s really troublesome.” Jiraiya glanced at Anbu who was flying in from a distance, knowing that trouble was coming.

“Master Jiraiya, Master Third Generation, please.” An Anbu dropped down and brought Third Hokage’s order.

“understood.”

In the Third Generation office of Hokage Building, Yuan Fei Hiruzen, who was working on the documents, saw Jiraiya push the door in, and his face suddenly pulled down and said angrily: “As a Konoha Shinobi, don’t you even know the most basic respect and inferiority? Go out and knock on the door and come in.”





In the past, Jiraiya didn’t say no to knock on the door, and even if he turned the window directly, Third Hokage would not say anything. Now it is obvious that he is wearing small shoes for himself.

Jiraiya naturally knew what was the reason, but he didn’t think he had done anything wrong. If only his simple punishment could save lives, then he would be very happy to receive such punishment.

“Boom!”

Going out of the room and knocking on the door, Jiraiya returned to the office, respectfully saluting to Third Hokage, “Master Third Generation, I don’t know what you are asking for.”

“Bang! What are you talking about!”

The Third Generation, who was already very angry, saw that his disciple treats him so respectfully. Not only did he not feel happy at all, but felt very uncomfortable. The anger suddenly became even stronger. He slapped the table and stood up, spouting wildly, “I ask you. , Why did you let the yellow sand of Rock Shinobi go.”

Jiraiya has learned to be smart at this time, knowing that it is best for him to remain silent now, otherwise the more he refutes, the more difficult it is for his teacher’s anger to dissipate.

“Why don’t you speak? I have nothing to say, right? Okay, let me tell you.” Third Hokage walked to the table and threw a stack of documents to Jiraiya. There are more than 5,000 ninjas in hand.

These people are the pillars and future of Konoha, and the pillars of every family, parents’ children, wife’s husband, and children’s father, but Rock Shinobi has ruined all of this.

Tell me, in the face of such hatred, you actually let go of such an enemy because of your own philosophy. Are you a Konoha Shinobi? Are you right to these people who sacrificed? ”

Third Hokage’s words hit Jiraiya’s heart like a heavy hammer, making his mind shake and look bewildered. He really didn’t think so much, and it is not clear how many people Konoha died in Rock Shinobi’s hands.

“You go out Jiraiya, you will stay in the village during this time, and come to me when you figure it out.”


It was the disciple he had cultivated since childhood. Third Hokage waved his hand weakly and told him.

The silent Jiraiya nodded, then hesitated for a while and whispered: “Teacher, I understand what you said, but because of this, I think war is not necessarily the only way to resolve disputes. If I kill Huang Sha, Rock Shinobi will definitely retaliate. How many people will die because of it? When is the so-called grievance reported.”

“You are really poisoned, Jiraiya.” Hearing Jiraiya’s excuse, Third Hokage sighed in despair and said weakly: “You go out, thinking behind closed doors, don’t go out without my orders.”

“Okay, I get it.” Jiraiya didn’t say much, and walked out of the Hokage building slowly with his head down.

“Have you heard of Chunlei?”

“What? What Eight Trigrams do you have news?”

“This time it’s not about Eight Trigrams news, it’s about roots.”

In the Hokage building, two Anbus on duty were talking in low voices. The Anbu, who was apparently indifferent and ruthless in front of outsiders, was actually the same as a normal person in his companions and inside.

“It’s related to the root? Tell me what’s the situation.” Another Anbu looked at the companion beside him, and Li urged puzzledly.

“That’s it. I heard that the guys at the roots killed a village near our village when they were performing their mission, and none of the hundreds of people were let go.”

“Really, these guys at the root are too much.”

“Of course it is true. In fact, many of us in Anbu know that it happened two days ago.”

“Oh, the roots are supported by Master Danzo. We can’t care if there are any problems. It’s just that many civilians outside don’t know the roots. We are dressed like the roots. We are often mistaken for the roots. You look hostile. I haven’t seen it before.”

“You said that when Roots was performing its mission, a civilian village was slaughtered?” Suddenly a serious voice sounded, and the two Anbus were startled. They suddenly raised their heads to find that it was Jiraiya, one of Sannin who was interrogating.

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