MTL - Naruto Caged Bird-Chapter 203 : return to the starting point
() Chapter 203: Return to the starting point
The sky is bright and the earth is cold!
Ninja, return from the north...
Looking at the familiar land in front of him with both eyes, he flicked his wild white hair and sighed heroically:
"Finally back!" Endless free and easy...
"Quack—"
Toad suddenly let out a cooperating cry, instantly turning the emotion accumulated in his heart into a boring chatter. He looked down at the slippery little thing that had been with him all night, as if the embarrassment of expressing love to the toad instantly made him laugh out loud:
"Hahahaha, you think so too!"
Immediately, he turned embarrassment into fun, and touched that wet little head. "Plop!" The little thing jumped into the dense forest shamelessly, and disappeared in front of it...
The black lines growing all over his head couldn't cover his untrimmed white hair in an instant. The right hand holding the pen habitually pressed its chin to think, and complained boringly in his heart: "It seems that we need to communicate with the toad more."
Get up, pick up the pen in your left hand and the notebook in your right hand.
Next step, back to the starting point! Stepping on the red flame brown soil of the country of fire!
Take one step, the pen in your right hand writes a word on the notebook in your left hand...
"The Story of Perseverance and Endurance", the second volume of the book is almost finished, as he wrote, everything will return to his original place, and all the plots will return to the original appearance. But the reality is very different from the plot in his book. The place that should be the most powerful and peaceful in the ninja world under the pen seems to suddenly have a lot of things that shouldn't be there!
"?" Under the eyes, the young nose sniffed fiercely—the smell of blood, dilapidated and dilapidated! He took advantage of the situation and rushed forward, and his focused frog eyes looked at the target point instantly...
Tombstones, crows...
White paper, black ember...
The mood of returning instantly changed...become?
He took a sudden step and looked at the small village he passed by when he left. It was a remote village that only lonely travelers could pass by. There were only a dozen wooden huts, but they were dilapidated and incomplete...
"Here, what happened?" Doubt, asked as a compatriot!
"fool!"
What answered him was a vicious dog that suddenly jumped out of the haystack. Looking at it with certainty, it should be a jackal that has recently degenerated to the point of madness. He lifted his foot suddenly, and the clogs under his feet kicked out in an instant. "Aww~", the aggressive wolf fled away...
"How did the enemy appear here?"
At this time, no voice answered him again. The small village of Yijing, which I passed by when I left, seems to have fallen into complete silence!
At that moment, he clenched the pen in his left hand and the book in his right hand—the war did not turn into peace as he imagined, wrote, and depicted, and indeed it seemed... that it had burned to the place he least wanted to see!
Inexplicably, he suddenly strode towards the direction of Muye Village with great strides. Every step is a long distance, just like the homeless toad rushing home. But until he walked dozens of miles in one breath...
"Chi, chi chi—"
The sound of wooden clogs rattling and braking made a sound of old elders...
When the dust that had been stirred up along the way cleared away, Konoha Ninja, who was suddenly on guard, finally lowered his defensive arms. The pain that Hinokoha had only experienced made the ninjas on duty also strengthen their vigilance at the bottom of their hearts at this time. After seeing the figure with distinct personality:
"Master Ziraiya!"
The patrolling guard yelled, and Jirai, who had stopped by the brakes, quickly asked the Konoha ninja in front of him for confirmation:
"What the **** happened?"
It was a long story, so long that one of the three ninjas, a hero ghost, frowned...
Until he entered the red flame gate of Fire Konoha, it still couldn't let go of his heart. That went against the plot in my own book, that piece of black funeral like a crow...
"...the war is not over yet...the enemy, will pay for their actions..."
The eulogy filled with righteous indignation is not the hopeful sentence of "burning...leaves...sprouting" in the future in Rizai's memory. Haters "hate". Tat for tat!
Suddenly, all the right fists that symbolized the oath were raised high. After Hiruzaru Sarutobi's words of determination, the collective funeral finally ended with an oath. However, something seemed to be completely released.
Persistence, hatred, revenge... wave after wave stimulated the heart of the white-haired ninja like waves. The gray-haired Jiraiya tightened his notebook while watching and silently. As if losing the plot he had planned in an instant, he looked at the ninjas who had sworn to fight and asked himself in his heart: "The third volume that has already been planned for peace, how should I write it at this time?"
Anxiety makes people uneasy, but it seems that there is not only one person with white hair at this time. In front of Rizai, two white hairs, one big and one small, were unusually dazzling in the black clothes of Mancun. Holding small hands with big hands, they walked lonely among the gradually dispersed black crowd. Before and after walking to an upright tombstone, after seeing the figure that already existed—he took him by the hand and left quietly!
The blue sky and blue water are not the color of the sky at this time—it is the young ninja who has such a feeling and such a color of hair! At this moment, he is quietly accompanying Tsunade in front of the tombstone, as gentle as the sky shining on the cold earth at this time, as warm as the sun...
"Good cabbage, good...!"
After seeing that person's appearance, even Riza at this moment couldn't sigh the following two words. Passing by the tombstone, it quietly left behind the two of them like Sakumo Hatake. But somehow he saw Orochimaru staring at Tsunade alone in the shadow of the big tree.
Uncle Snake, shouldn't you be on the front line?
Passing by ~www.novelbuddy.com~ At this time, the daily difference did not feel the coldness on Dashemaru. His snake hand, which had scratched the throats of many people, was firmly embedded in the dead bark of the tree at this moment. And the vertical pupil in the shadows showed a trace of unbearable pity, scarred like a wounded white snake...
"He is back?"
Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya who also suddenly returned to the village, at this moment, the other party only had Kato Dan beside Tsunade in his eyes...
Mistakes and forbearance, the speechless day difference looked back - Orochimaru in the shadows, Jiraiya who was late, Tsunade crying in the distance! He took one last look at the tombstone of Senju Naoshu in the farthest distance:
"I thought I had already changed your fate, but I didn't expect that it was just late!"
Ahead, Hatake Sakumo, who was going first, led Kakashi to continue walking...
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(Think about it, write a word step by step...like writing!)
