Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Penn, or rather Nagato, still didn't live long.

I got the news from Mr. Jiraiya.

"They contacted you?" I was a little surprised for a moment.

"Yes, not really," Mr. Jiraiya put the three cards he had been holding on the table on the table. "I actually just received this."

"card?"

They were three double-sided cards, with red on one side and a frog on the other.

"This is the habit I left behind when I adopted the three of them in Yuyin Village. I didn't expect them to remember," he said with emotion, turning over the three signs one by one, "The side of the frog represents going out, and the red One side represents going home."

The three cards, the two frogs attached to "Nagato" and "Yahiko" were crossed out.

I looked at the expression without a trace of emotion, but the breath revealed a heavy ninja. I stretched out my hand and turned the two signs to red.

[The person who comes back should turn his card into red, this is the secret signal between the four of us, do you understand! 】

"Mr. Jiraiya, they went home first."

"...Ah, yes."

Soon, he calmed down the emotional fluctuations that he didn't show, and handed a small note with information to Gang Jie who was sitting beside me: "This was discovered along with the card."

He handed it openly, and Naruto, who was sitting next to me, was peeping openly.

Then I saw a bunch of numbers.

"Ah, it's exactly the same as the code word on Fukasaku Senjin's back." I said dryly.

"So what's the meaning of this?" The golden head who also leaned closer murmured.

Due to the mysterious resurrection of the person who wrote the code word, followed by the attack on Konoha, the original code word was also put on hold by everyone.

We all set our sights on the parties.

Before the person concerned could speak, Naruto suddenly let out an "ah" and hurriedly took out a book from his arms.

"Story of Strong Perseverance".

We watched Jiraiya's disciple compare the code uncertainly and interpret it word by word.

I said with a pun, "As expected of being your disciple."

Mr. Jiraiya wiped his sweat against Tsuna's stare: "Ha, ha ha ha..."

"Samsara, Hui, Yan..." Over there, Naruto, who finally finished the comparison, put the words together, "Snatched?"

"As expected of your disciple." Sister Gang on the side also repeated, and then got up, "Let's go, urgent meeting."

The two little ones who were left behind silently watched the blown curtain.

As a result, I happened to see the flashing shadow of Shikamaru Nara rushing in the same direction at the same time.

Me: "Brain Pie..."

Naruto: "...um."

……

As we all know, since I came to this world, I have changed from a fairy who can be alive and kicking by absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, to a rice bucket who refills ten times a meal.

The reason is unknown.

Coupled with the fact that Jiu Lama, who seems to have bought a one-way ticket, refused to leave, which made me almost unable to afford food recently.

Therefore, I am happy to see the success of Jiu Lama's recent enthusiasm for going to Naruto to find another self.

On the other hand, in order to deal with the menacing Akatsuki organization, the Five Kages Conference will finally be held.

While the village is undergoing post-war reconstruction, it is also busy with going to the neutral country of iron for the Five Kage talks. For a while, the people around me seem very busy.

I, who seemed to be rejected but actually protected, obediently and idly chose to visit Konoha.

Use this pair of sharing eyes connected with Mr. Madara.

Even after the Payne battle, Mr. Madara's sense of existence has disappeared again, but I just have a vague feeling that as long as these eyes are still open, my connection with him will not be severed.

The result of being in a daze was that I unknowingly swayed myself to the original position of the Thousand Hands Clan.

"..." I looked at the building without a trace of popularity in front of me, and flinched for a while.

"What are you doing there?"

Suddenly a voice came from behind, I turned around in a jerk, and said, "Gang...sister."

She should have just come out of the meeting, exuding a courageous and decisive aura all over her body, the exhaustion lingering between her brows could not cover up the decisive courage of the Fifth Hokage.

"This place has been abandoned since I was very young." The Qianshou clan's unique aura of the forest stood behind me, "It is said that when the issue of ownership of this place was raised, all the elders of the clan had a rare unanimity of opinion. This piece has been preserved intact.”

She didn't say anything, but she also wanted to know what efforts she had made to preserve these houses after all the old people who argued for reason had left.

"...the martial arts field and the training ground." I don't know what feeling is rushing to my heart at this moment, but at this moment, I have a strong urge to talk to the only remaining Qianshou clansman in this world, "Probably Because here, it used to be a place opened up by an old man specially to train the little thousand hands."

The dusk made people and the scene look gentle and sad. I saw the corner of the mouth of the person next to me who was not much taller than me curled up, and his delicate and soft hand touched my head, "Yeah."

The leaves of the tree were swaying and swaying, swallowing the last ray of light. When the dark blue of the night covered the building that had been silent for many years, I heard myself say: "Sister Gang, after the war is over, I can entrust you to open the building." A medical subject?"

"Oh, tell me?"

"I can't say it yet," I put my hand on my chest, feeling its healthy beating, looked into those orange eyes, and said solemnly, "After all, please invite the number one medical ninja in the ninja world. Get some capital."

Those who don't know my specific thoughts couldn't help laughing, and stretched out their hands cooperatively, "Okay, I'll wait for you to save enough to place an entrustment."

I put my hand on it: "Well, we have an appointment."

……

On the way back alone, my disobedient feet swayed myself to the Uchiha clan again.

No matter which world it is, it is the first time I set foot on this land. I am very unfamiliar with the surroundings, not to mention the expropriation that has been expropriated here, and it is deserted and deserted.

Some traces of fighting and ninjutsu are still there, and in some places there are even dried and unknown bloodstains.

The two big families that built the village in the past, the powerful Senju and Uchiha, have very few members left.

"So why did I suddenly want to come here?" The desolate and abandoned environment made me feel a little uncomfortable, and I was talking to myself while walking in one direction following an unknown feeling.

I stopped in front of a collapsed wall that had been changed beyond recognition, but the Tuanfan clan emblem could still be seen.

The dark night makes the bane hidden in the dark ready to move.

This kind of feeling is similar to the spying on the streets of Asakusa back then, which made me frown uncontrollably, and subconsciously grab the place where the big naginata was originally on my back.

Naturally, I took a chance, and my mood was even worse.

"come out."

The sound of cloth rustling, the sound of deliberately heavy footsteps, the sound of crutches hitting the ground, and——

"Good vigilance," said an old man with a half bandage on his head, covering one eye, appearing in the shadows, "Uchiha."

One, two... Countless auras surrounded this layer upon layer.

No, there is still an aura that is quickly approaching here.

This hatred and madness that almost swallowed reason...how did he get in?

I set my sights on the obviously malicious person, and I had a headache for a while.

At this sensitive node, it is obviously not a good opportunity to meet, and if it is not good, it will lead to a big scuffle.

"Although I told you that you might not believe it," I lowered my eyes cautiously, not letting my curious eyes meet those eyes behind the bandages, "My surname is not Uchiha."

"Ridiculous!" The old man in white, who was clearly in the dark, disapproved, "Only that sentimental woman Tsunade can believe this clumsy lie, just because of your sinful eyes, not Uchiha ..."

"Could it be that the last name is Qianshou?"

I suddenly drifted away.

However, this was taken by the person in front of him as a proof of his guilty conscience, so the words he used next became sharper and his arrogance became more arrogant, as if he wanted to punch me into a poke that endangered Konoha on the spot, and he came to eliminate harm for the village. .

"Okay," I thought I was not good at speaking, and gave up my defense, "Anyway, there will be a dozen next, can I ask another question?"

"Where did I get your attention?"

"Stop pretending," the person in front of him asked back, "Didn't you propose to meet here?"

Huh?

I froze for a moment, and it was precisely this moment that the aura that had been rushing here at full speed at the beginning was already approaching.

"Wow—"

The high-pitched eagle's cry in the sky tore apart this seemingly forgotten world, and a figure surrounded by purple chakras struck down from the sky with lightning.

The phantom was distorted, and a masked man in a red cloud robe with a black background appeared on a high place grabbing a red-haired and red-eyed girl.

"Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Sasuke." The old man in front of him ignored the other girl, and slowly swept his eyes over the intruder: "You really are together."

Probably because it is located in the ruins of the Uchiha clan that was once wiped out overnight. On the edge of this abandoned and forgotten Konoha, it is surrounded by members of the "root" organization that was established by itself. The safe environment and trustworthy people make the This person who had been hiding in the darkness stepped out of the shadows step by step.

Clouds cover part of the moon, the wind blows the leaves in the darkness, rustling, and the roots hidden in the soil poke out rotten tentacles.

"Dang!"

The old man threw away the crutch, and the metal harness on his right hand was torn off by him.

"Alright, I'll go find you if you don't mind."

As the bandage wrapped around his right hand fell to the ground one by one, ten scarlet sharing sharing eyes opened one after another on his pale and bloodless arm, staring at the already depressed homeland and the clansmen soaked in hatred.

"Your Sharingan, I will accept it."

In the eyes of the young clansman who was watched by Sen Sen, the three gouyu spun rapidly. In the next second, blood flowed out of the eye sockets uncontrollably, and a red hexagram appeared.

And I finally sorted out the clues, and looked at "Uchiha Madara" who was sitting on a high place with Yuya Yuya, whose robes were blown away by the night wind.

Under the mask, the red kaleidoscope looked at me with a half-smile.

Being calculated, I took a deep breath and calmed down... I didn't calm down.

When people are angry, they always want to smash something, so...

"boom!"

The wall behind me was completely shattered by my backhand and collapsed.

Having successfully attracted everyone's attention, I smiled grimly.

"Did you make a mistake?" I shook my dusty hand and turned my wrist.

"The beginning of losing everything overnight, I am not here."

"Growing alone with hatred and loneliness, I didn't participate."

"When I finally established a bond but had to cut it off for revenge, I was not among the people who went to keep it."

I stepped out step by step and stood between the two confronting people.

"Gambling all the three years of rapid growth by doing business, and letting yourself fall into darkness,"

"When I found out that all my persistence in the past 16 years was a joke, when I personally killed my only relative,"

"Give up when you're going through hell with your pain on your back,"

"All without me."

"Now, you say I'm his companion?" I laughed out loud as I spoke, "Just because of the eyes of the same race who can't even switch?"

"Am I worthy?"

A deep pit was trampled on the ground, and in the next second, I appeared in front of the old man.

"Who are you looking down on—"

The fist hit the corner of the jaw neatly, a beautiful uppercut.

"Listen up!" Caught off guard, I didn't expect that I would take the lead, and Danzo, who is very unUchiha-like and would use pure body skills to fight hand-to-hand, flew upside down.

Heh, whenever you poke your head when Payne is attacking the village, you will know that I really don't know how to use ninjutsu or genjutsu.

"I beat you, and it has nothing to do with him, him, or the messy reasons you think of."

When I thought of this, I didn't calm down. Instead, I turned my joints and adjusted my posture even more angrily.

Another gesture that I seldom use, but actually belongs to the Qianshou Clan, is more common and widely spread.

"It's just to see you unhappy, that's all."

This person keeps saying that he wants to protect Konoha, but until now he just puts his selfish desire above everything else.

This person who talks about "self-sacrifice is the duty of a ninja", but always shrinks back in the end.

This person who has learned the absolute rationality and lofty ideals of his teacher, but has not acquired the matching consciousness and ability——

"Shimura Danzo."

I called out the old man's name, and the shuriken on my chest seemed to start to heat up, but I was so angry that I just paused for a moment and then put it behind me.

"After all, the Uchiha clan who have Sharingan will always be emotional, won't they?"