Konoha is also very enthusiastic today

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The deafening screams almost cut through the air and pierced people's eardrums. Panic spread rapidly like germs. The civilians looked horrified, rolled and crawled back, and quickly formed a group.

"monster……?"

With trembling voices, some people clutched their shovels tightly, fighting with each other.

"Youkai? No... it's a ninja! Ninja!!"

As soon as the word "ninja" came out, it was like a live fire was lit. The dark color of bitterness and hatred was confused in people's muddy eyes. All the shouts were immediately suppressed. They slowly and silently came together. The people behind were already there. He started to turn his eyes, looking for the direction of escape.

But some people were unwilling to accept it - or they felt that they were doomed, so they simply shouted to the death: "You are ninjas, not nobles! Why did you deceive us!"

The hysterical roar seemed to bring back some memories. The farmer at the front seemed to have forgotten the threat to his life. With red eyes, he yelled at the ninjas he hated: "You haven't taken enough from us... Why do you always... Are you unwilling to let us go?! The food, farmland, house, and my family... were taken away! They were all destroyed by you!!"

The iron weapon fell to the ground with a clang, and hatred burst out from his eyes. He said: "I know that you ninjas kill people like cutting vegetables! I have seen how powerful your ninjutsu is! Giving us these benefits, I just want to Are we supposed to be grateful? It’s impossible, I want you to die! Ninjas shouldn’t live in this world!”

His voice broke several times, and his sallow face began to turn red under the emotion. He took a few rough breaths and raised his hands: "Come on, aren't you ninjas the best at killing people? I have offended you so much. , you kill me now! Use your ninjutsu to send me to reunite with my sister and my parents!"

He hated why he went to the mountains to cut trees in the first place and why he came home late.

If he had stayed at home at that time, even if he could not prevent the coming tragedy, he could at least die with his family. At least, he would not have to carry the hatred that can never be resolved and search for him like a lonely ghost. That ethereal chance for revenge.

He wandered all the way from the Kingdom of Fire to the Kingdom of Thunder. On the way, he saw too many poor people like himself, with deathly expressions on their faces, dragging their tired and hungry bodies, struggling to find a chance of life.

Why do these people leave their homes?Who would be willing to leave their hometown if the fields they depend on for survival were not destroyed and their homes were destroyed?

The heavy taxes made life unsustainable, and the destruction of the fields cut off their livelihood. They had no choice but to find another way to survive...

Things like this happen everywhere, and people like this can be seen everywhere.

This is all caused by ninjas!

Those cruel murderers have caused many tragedies in which families have been destroyed, and how many lives have been devastated?

Very few ordinary people can see ninjas with their own eyes, right, because most of those who have seen them have died.

All they could get were broken bricks, large swaths of scorched earth, and corpses strewn across the fields... proving that ninjas had "come".

Is he one of the lucky ones to survive?

Lucky to be left behind, lucky to witness this inextricable world, lucky to sell everything you can, and taste all the bitterness of the world, just to live like an animal?

"........."

No one spoke.

After the young farmer vented his anger, the civilians behind him also fell silent, and some covered their mouths with tears streaming down their faces.

Living in this cruel world, who hasn’t had a painful past?

The source of sin is "ninja", the root of evil is "ninja", and the beginning of injustice is also "ninja".

"Ninja" is a cancer in the world, a scourge that should not exist.

None of the Thousand Hands could make a sound, or in other words, they were shocked by the overwhelming hatred coming from ordinary people they had never seen before.

The Thousand Hands suddenly felt desolate in their hearts, like heavy snow covering them on a cold day, and bursts of coolness seeped into their hearts.

They didn't know that it turned out that they...it turned out that the entire ninja group had shouldered so many "evils" and had so much hatred poured on them, but they were completely unaware of it.

In the face of this bitter hatred that has lasted for thousands of years, the words "I'm sorry" are so ridiculous and pale.

No one can bear their hatred, no one can fill the empty hearts of these lives.

Konoha tore off his sleeves, took two steps forward, and wanted to hand the cloth in his hand to the tearful civilian, but the latter stepped back in panic, tripped over stones, and kept moving away from her on hands and knees, as if she was What a scourge.

Konoha stopped and quietly retracted.

I don't know how long it took before the black-haired girl said hoarsely: "No... we are not deceiving you. This is the only thing I can give a definite promise."

"What promise can you give?" The distrustful eyes pierced her like needles.

"We are helping you, whether it is giving you farm tools, helping you open fields, building houses, digging canals for irrigation... We are all serious about helping you, and we have never been false from the beginning to the end."

"I know that you have experienced very painful and painful things...perhaps it is pain that I cannot imagine. I am sorry that I cannot empathize with you, but I am willing to try my best to prevent you from experiencing such things again..."

"Perhaps for you now, these are all lies from liars, but it doesn't matter. The days are long and I will use reality to prove that what I say and do is absolutely not false."

"We are not deliberately hiding our identities as ninjas, we are just afraid that this will become an obstacle for us to achieve our common goal...I don't ask everyone to let go of their prejudices, but the current situation, even if it is make do, is not harmful to each other, is it? ?”

"At this moment, we are gathered here for one purpose, to have land that can be cultivated steadily, and food that can feed ourselves... Our goals are the same."

The young farmer frowned in disgust: "Who is the same as you devils!"

Before the last sound could be heard, he cut it off abruptly.

Because he saw the girl with her head lowered, her eyes under the bangs had lost their luster, leaving only the endless sadness like the deep sea.

Her words of advice were weak, and she knew she was wasting her words, but she still racked her brains and desperately searched for words to plead with them to stay.

……why?

It's obvious that people like them are of no importance to ninjas, right?Aren't they ants that can be easily crushed to death?

Why should you care what they think?Why should we value their attitudes?

[Please, just trust us for once. 】

He saw this request in her eyes.

"No, it's the same... We have all lost too much and lost things we cherish. This pain is common. Our heart sounds can be communicated, but no one is willing to break this barrier and slowly forget it. Well, we are just a group of human beings with bad natures and various emotions and desires."

Seeing that there were still people who wanted to refute, Konoha said anxiously: "I can give you enough to eat! Believe me, as long as you are willing to work, you will be able to eat! You have cotton clothes to wear, shoes to wear, and the use of heat Water... In short, life will get better! It will definitely get better, so now, please believe us!"

She suddenly bowed, frightening the civilian opposite and almost fell down.

The young farmer was a little dazed.

That's weird.

It was obvious that he yelled those words with a certain death mentality, but these ninjas had no intention of taking action. He actually survived until now.

And...he looked at the little girl in green kimono.

At that time, he also wanted to save money to buy a kimono for his sister. He always felt that his sister was very beautiful, but she just didn't have the money to dress up, otherwise she would not lose to those noble girls.

If...if his sister could live, she should be this old. When she was a teenager, he had saved enough money for a kimono and gave it to her on her wedding day. Her sister would definitely be very happy...

Tears fell from his thin face. He sobbed hoarsely at first, and then slowly, his crying became louder and more sorrowful.

"Are you different?" He looked up from his tear-stained fingers, his vision blurred, and muttered to himself, "Are you really different from those people?"

A desolate sigh came from behind. Konoha turned around and saw Senju Kantu walking towards them.

"We will work hard to prove it to you." This young man, who was originally big-hearted and cheerful, pursed his lips and said seriously, "Bet on my last name."

get up.

He reached out to the other person.

.........

After this episode, everyone put other things aside for the time being. The top priority was to fill their hungry and unconscious stomachs.

Now that everything has been shown, everyone has nothing to worry about. Thousands of hands showed off their knives one after another, raising and lowering the knives in their hands, handling the ingredients neatly and skillfully. The silver light dazzled the eyes of the people, who were both afraid and unwilling to blink. The whole process Watch the Thousand Hands show off their beautiful sword skills.

Konoha arranged the firewood and made a fire escape seal. Small fireballs erupted from her mouth, heating the soup in the large pot.

She also made dozens of wooden bowls and chopsticks on site. After throwing the ingredients in and cooking them, she filled the bowls one by one and asked people to line up to receive them.

At first, they still hesitated and pushed each other, no one wanted to take the lead.

To everyone's surprise, the young farmer from before was the first to stand up and take the bowl of soup from Konoha's hand.

The redness and swelling in his eyes had not subsided. After taking the bowl in his hand, he glanced at Konoha in surprise.

The little girl smiled at him.

Everyone else saw it too.

It's meat! !What a big piece! !

Suddenly, no one was struggling anymore. They rushed forward in a swarm, trying to get the front position. They pushed each other and stretched out their hands.

"Give it to me! Give me a bowl too! I see the minced meat, scoop it out!!"

"I want it too! Spoon, spoon to the side!"

"Hey, hey, don't crowd, hey..."

Konoha tried his best to dodge back: "You guys line up! Line up! Don't grab, everyone has a share! Wow, the soup is going to spill, please step aside!!"

Half an hour later, Konoha lay on the ground exhausted physically and mentally: "..."

Seeing the people who had shown hostility not long ago trying to get together for a bowl of food, she realized something deeply.

Eating is indeed the fastest way to promote feelings.