Start From Parsing Wood Style

Chapter 19: Quiet Village

The comfort of her partner made Tsunade feel a little lighter, but she could still see that there was a dark cloud between her eyebrows.

Sudden death, Nawaki’s whereabouts are unknown, and this originally strong woman almost fainted.

After Jiraiya saw that the other party’s mood calmed down, they left here with Orochimaru. They were silent all the way, and only stopped when they came to the riverside.

“Have you read all the information?”

Orochimaru said lightly.

“Well, look.”

Jiraiya nodded.

“You should be grateful to the guy who can use Wood Style, otherwise Tsunade may find out earlier and die.”

Orochimaru’s voice was cold, as if he had no emotion at all.

“Hehe, maybe it is.”

Jiraiya gave a wry smile.

“White Fang is not the kind of person who can suppress intelligence, so this person who suppresses intelligence is you, Jiraiya.”

“You don’t seem dull at all when it comes to treating your sweetheart.”

Orochimaru sneered.

Jiraiya was silent. After a while, he raised his head and looked at his companion: “Don’t tell Tsunade about this.”

He indeed hid the news of his death while Tsunade was focusing on Senju Ise’s intelligence.

It wasn’t until recently that news of Nawaki came, and it was no longer suppressed.

If Tsunade wasn’t too sad, I’m afraid he would have noticed the difference in time between the two pieces of information.

“War is really cruel. I don’t care about your identity or who you are.”

Orochimaru sighed.

Jiraiya was silent.

The suppressed news will explode sooner or later. What will happen when Tsunade sees that unseen miserable situation not long after?

There may be clues to Nawaki, but no one is sure if he is alive.

It’s just that people should still hold some hope, right?

“The appearance before the death is very miserable, can she accept it?”

Orochimaru asked suddenly.

Jiraiya turned and left, not wanting to answer this question.

On the other side, Ise took Nawaki, and the two had already approached the misty and rainy village in front.

“so quiet.”

Nawaki murmured, wearing a hat and wearing a hoodie.

Ise looked forward and clearly reflected the postures and numbers of people on the street in front of him.

“It’s really quiet.”

He nodded in reply.

There was no sound, and the whole village seemed quite quiet.

When they stepped into the village entrance, both of them took a slight pause.

There was solemnity in Ise’s eyes, while Nawaki was full of sympathy.

On both sides of the street, under the broken eaves, water droplets are falling, and corpses that have long been breathless are laid out.

Not far away, there are people sitting sluggishly, with no light in their eyes and hopelessness.

There are others who are doing something for themselves, murmuring a few words in their mouths from time to time, and then showing a weird smile on their faces, which makes people shudder like crazy.

The two stepped into the village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw more normal people.

“Get used to it, these guys only became like this after suffering the impact of the war.”

“Wandering and wandering all the way again. When they came here, some people were stronger and cheered up again. Some people went crazy if they didn’t. Tenten was waiting to die.”

The man selling biscuits said.

Ise nodded, paid the other party, took the sesame seed, and handed Nawaki a piece. The two of them ate silently, not in a good mood.

“Teacher, is Konoha doing something wrong?”

Nawaki asked suddenly.

Rain Shinobi Village may be wrong, but Konoha may not be righteous. Nawaki didn’t realize it when he was in it, but as the teacher traveled, he saw a different scene.

At the very least, these civilians are innocent, but they have been harmed in this war.

“War, there are no right or wrong, only victory and defeat.”

Ise said lightly.

“Different positions determine the justice and evil of different sides of the war. In your opinion, enemy ninjas other than Konoha are evil.”

“But in their opinion, is Konoha not an intruder?”

Nawaki listened, and the sesame seed bitten in his hand suddenly stopped fragrant.

“Ugh!”

After a moment, he sighed.

But soon, he cheered up again, looked at the teacher who got up, and suddenly understood. This is for the teacher to make himself more clear about the meaning of war, and to deal with life better in the future.

Only with increased knowledge can you have a deep understanding of life, and in the realm of thought, it will inevitably be improved.

“Not here either!”

“Nagato where did they go?”

“It seems that the original book mentions that Nagato has seen the battle of Sannin, so I just decided to apprentice. I still have to go north, where Konoha and Rain Shinobi Village fought.”

Ise thought in his heart, with a distressed expression on his face.

“But going north, some fighting, I’m afraid it will be unavoidable!”

“I’m still weak, it’s really embarrassing.”

At this moment, Nawaki also followed.

“Teacher, let’s stay in this village for a while.”

Ise turned around, showing a puzzled expression.

“They are very pitiful!”

Nawaki looked at the streets on both sides, where there were adults alone waiting for something numbly, but there were also children gathered in a group, shivering.

But the difference is that the children’s eyes are still full of light.

“They are all as old as I am, teacher.”

Nawaki said.

“They are as optimistic about the future as you are.”

Ise suddenly smiled.

There is hope for children who can survive the war and still have light in their eyes. He suddenly had an idea, lingering in his mind.

“Distribute these biscuits to them.”

Throwing the baggage that had been used as dry food on his back to Nawaki, Ise ordered.

“is teacher!”

The latter responded excitedly and turned and ran to the children.

“All major Ninja villages regard the method of cultivating Chakra as the biggest secret, and they don’t want this method to be passed on to civilians.”

“But this concept, in my opinion, is backward.”

“It’s really backward!”

Ise’s eyes brightened.

Compared with ninjas, the base of civilians is even greater. If you abandon the concept, teach these wandering children to practice Chakra.

So a few years later, there may not be ninjas with talented Penultimate.

When Nawaki ran back again, Ise’s eyes were deep and his voice was emotional.

“These street children who have lost their parents are the most pitiful in the chaos of war.”

“Do you know what ninjas do when facing these children? Nawaki.”

Nawaki was puzzled: “Will you take them in?”

“Will kill them!”

“Qualified ninjas are a killing tool cultivated by the country. In order to prevent these children from suffering more in the future. They will take action without hesitation and cut off their future.”

Ise’s cold words made Nawaki tremble all over, revealing shocked eyes.

“Go and ask them, are there anyone willing to go with us?”

“There is not much I can do as a teacher, but if you can give a little more light, let’s do more!”