Konoha's Way of Death

Chapter 503 Isn't This Still a Child?

Almost everyone thought the war was over.

Everyone was relieved, and then various emotions broke out in the field.

Some people collapsed to the ground and survived the catastrophe, full of joy.

Some people are relieved and glad that they are still alive.

Some people hugged their heads and cried, mourning for their dead companions.

"Look, that's why we're changing."

If a person looks at this pair of living beings and all appearances, he also said to Zilai.

Jiraiya nodded with a complicated expression, this time, he did not hesitate.

Enough is enough.

There is no need to continue and breed.

Ruoren glanced at him and continued, "What should we do in the future? Go back to each village, and then wait for the interests of the villages to continue to conflict, and the ninjas will start fighting, friction, and finally hatred, and finally the hatred will be ignited, and then start the war?"

He has lived for many years, he is the longest-lived person in the Ninja world, and his mind is extremely sharp.

"Not right."

Senshou Bashirama scratched his hair and said, "Well, at the beginning, my younger brothers died because of the war, and in the end only Hibima was left, so I like to have a place where children can grow up safely without having to worry about it." It's on the battlefield."

As Ruoren suffered: there is no need to continue, this situation should be over.

Gradually, the ninjas in each village began to shout, and for a while, the names of heroes gradually became more and more uniform in the field.

If someone spoke suddenly, he took a step forward, glanced at everyone, and finally shook his head slowly: "No?"

He looked at Senju Bashirama and asked, "Master First Daime, why did you establish Ninja Village in the first place?"

"So, what are you going to do?"

There was enough hatred, and there was enough grief.

"In the ninja world, how much hatred is accumulated in this way."

"What do you mean?" Ohnoki looked at Ruoren and the others with a serious expression.

This kind of thing, they have experienced too much.

"finished?"

"We kept running in, constantly let go of our prejudices, and finally merged together, gathered into a torrent, finally defeated the enemy, and ushered in peace...a short-lived peace."

Ruoren suddenly raised his voice, his voice was loud and his eyes were blazing: "We, or rather, we are ninjas!"

As a result, the shouts gradually died down, and everyone looked at them.

These people didn't react at all, and didn't respond at all.

Ruo Ren continued: "We finally let go of our hatred and prejudice. Many people even saved their former enemies with their lives for this war. But in the future, do we have to forget all of this?"

They just looked at everyone like that, waiting silently, their faces flat.

Dashu really wanted to say, kill the enemy and take revenge.

Finally, after the mood in the field slowly recovered, Ohnoki slowly floated forward, and said to Ruoren and the others: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work, the war is over, we won, and you are the heroes of the entire ninja world."

These few people seemed to be waiting for something to be announced.

Everyone was puzzled.

At this time, Shuimen suddenly said, "It's a big tree."

Ruoren shook his head and said: "There is a gap period in the beginning of the war. It is no longer that groups of people fight every day, but the scale has expanded. Between groups of groups has become between villages and villages. After peace comes great war, more death, and deeper hatred. People against people, tribes against tribes, and villages against villages."

"Everyone shouted that the war is over and peace is coming, but what is the meaning of such peace?"

And at this time, Tsunade looked at Ruoren and the others and frowned.

"If you want to solve the hatred, you must first resolve the conflict of interests. During the Warring States period, the interests of the families made the various ethnic groups continue to fight. After inheriting the hatred, there was another reason. When the Warring States period was over, the ethnic groups began to gather and form villages, and then Woolen cloth?"

But Ruo Ren and them looked calm, as if they were not the ones being praised.

Dashu's expression froze, he opened his mouth, but he didn't answer.

After that, they may have to face everyone here, either to persuade or to win.

If someone looked at him, that person would stare at him stubbornly.

Luo Sha frowned, and asked, "Could it be that there are still troubles that have not been resolved?"

"Fourth Hokage-sama." Dashu greeted, with respect in his words.

"Then what are you going to do?" Tsunade asked.

"My father once died in the hands of sand ninja. If it was before, I could barely let go of the hatred, but if I just forget it, it is impossible!"

Qianshou Zhujian smacked his lips and said, "Well, when I was alive, I should have succeeded."

However, if you think about it carefully, what people say is really not alarmist.

As soon as the words fell, a Konoha ninja raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Hero, hero!"

They had just finished the war and were tired of it.

Onoki also noticed the difference between several people.

But I don't know why, but I just can't answer.

Or lose the battle, and then change from a hero to the worst ninja world, so it is time to give them some time to ease their emotions.

Suddenly, someone stood up and shouted.

Everyone started to feel something was wrong.

"Kill him to avenge your father, and then his son kills you, and your son kills his son. The hatred keeps accumulating, growing, and repeating."

If people didn't give them time to think, he continued: "Look at us, and look at the comrades who fell to the ground for this battle."

"of course……"

The person named Dashu said: "Of course, I can't forget it."

Judging by the clothes on this person, he should be Konoha's ninja.

"Of course there is!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

"Remember how your father died?" Minato didn't answer directly, but asked a question.

Minato answered for him: "Your father, his companion, was killed by Sand Ninja in the war. Later, he avenged his companion. So, Sand Ninja's son killed your father and replaced him. His father avenged him."

She felt bad, and kept scanning these people, biting her fingers.

"Can we forget the hatred we once had?"

They stood on a boulder and watched all this silently without interruption.

"Then why did he die?"

This woman liked to bite her fingers whenever there was any trouble to think about.

"Do you think you have succeeded?"

She originally wanted to meet them, but after seeing the eyes and momentum of a few people, she slowly stopped.

He didn't dare to speak nonsense, after all, he didn't know much about what happened next.

If someone gave an affirmative answer: "You have indeed succeeded. Now, most of the children in the village don't need to go to the battlefield at ordinary times. They only go to the battlefield at the most critical time, when life and death are at stake. The age of children ranges from five or six years old when they are immersed, to seven or eight years old later, and then to twelve or thirteen years old later."

Qianshouzhujian always felt that Ruoren was not praising him.

This is not a child.

(End of this chapter)