"What should we do with this little girl?" Jiraiya looked at the little girl in front of him. He and his group were going to Amegakure, so they definitely couldn't take her with them.
"Leave some food, and take her with you when you come back." Shinsei couldn't bear to let this little girl continue to wander. Otherwise, she would disappear from the Shinobi World before long.
" Arin!" A little girl rushed into the house, and was clearly stunned when she saw the people from Konoha inside. She was holding a dirty steamed bun in her hand.
The new girl who came in looked to be around 10 years old. She had a pretty and cute face, short blue hair, light orange eyes, and was generally quite clean.
The little girl Arin saw the girl come in, rushed into her arms, and tears streamed down her face.
"Sister Konan, my sister is dead..."
Konan?
The name caught Shinsei's attention. He carefully observed the little girl before him. Could this be the future paper angel, Konan?
In Shinsei's memory, Jiraiya seemed to have taken Yahiko, Konan, and Nagato as his disciples after World War II.
It's also during World War II, so the little girl in front of me is about the right age, especially with her blue hair, which is quite rare in the Shinobi World.
Do you have a friend named Yahiko?
Shinsei's words made Konan freeze. She shook her head, "No, I don't know Yahiko!"
She's such a good liar; her answer is written all over her face.
Hinata took out a pile of food and placed it on the ground. The two little girls quickly thanked her.
Konan could tell that the people in front of her didn't seem like bad people. Pointing to the dead little girl on the haystack, she cautiously asked, "May I bury her?"
These words stunned Shinsei. Did he really need someone else's permission to bury his own family and friends?
Suddenly, something came to his mind.
It is a sentence recorded in an ancient book from a previous life.
During a great famine, people resorted to cannibalism!
"Sure."
Konan struggled to lift the dead little girl from the ground; her thin body found it difficult to hold the three- or four-year-old girl.
"Let me do it." Minato stepped forward and took the little girl into his arms.
Stepping outside, they saw a large tree. Shinsei used his Storm Release: Storm Sword to cut down a piece of wood. He then carved a hole in the trunk and placed the little girl inside.
At the foot of a hillside, Shinsei used Earth Release to dig a large hole, Minato put the little girl inside.
The simple coffin sank into the deep pit, and the earth piled up, forming a small mound on the outside.
"Why do people fight wars?" Hinata asked Tsunade, looking up at her.
Tsunade flicked her golden ponytail in annoyance. "Probably because they're vying for power."
Jiraiya nodded and then shook his head. "It's probably because of prejudice and hatred."
"Because of hatred?" Minato Namikaze recalled the hateful looks the people of the Land of Rain had given his Konoha Forehead Protector, and couldn't help but ask, "Then how can we achieve peace?"
Jiraiya thought for a moment and replied, "If people could understand and tolerate each other, then there should be peace, right?"
Haha, Shinsei couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Jiraiya was unhappy that Shinsei had mocked his ideas, but remembering that Shinmaru came from the future, he couldn't help but ask, " Shinsei, what do you think is the way to achieve peace?"
" Lord Jiraiya, where in the world is there absolute peace? There has only ever been relative peace. Human history is a history of war."
For a nation, only strength can bring peace; a single blow can prevent a hundred more.
Jiraiya couldn't help but retort, "Then what about these small countries? Shouldn't they also enjoy peace?"
Shinsei shook his head. " Lord Jiraiya, don't you think there are too many countries in the world? Back then, Lord Hashirama Senju unified the Shinobi World in one fell swoop. Even if there were wars, they wouldn't have spread to such a large area."
Tsunade extended her knuckles and tapped Shinsei on the head, angrily saying, "That's my grandfather!"
Shinsei remained silent, but he absolutely did not believe he had said anything wrong.
In my previous China, I was born in the land of China. After the First Emperor unified the country, he ended the long period of war. Since then, the country has been divided and united, but there has always been a long period of peace.
Unlike the current Shinobi World, from the founding of Konoha Village to the end of the chaotic era by Naruto and Sasuke, there were four Shinobi World Wars in less than 70 years.
"Where are you going next?" Shinsei asked, his eyes fixed on Konan.
Konan first pulled Arin aside, bowed to thank everyone, then straightened up, shook her head, and said, "I don't know, I will live on with Arin."
Shinsei patted her shoulder, and a little Chakra formed a small black mark under her collar.
"If you don't know where to go, you can find us at Konoha's camp."
Konan stopped talking and just continued to bow and express her gratitude.
Shinsei raised his head, looked ahead, and said, "Let's go, let's end the war."
As the group drew closer to Amegakure, the surrounding houses became less dilapidated, and the residents less emaciated.
The architecture of Amegakure is quite unique, mostly made of stone and steel, resembling tall iron towers.
Shinsei and his group, wearing Konoha Forehead Protector, walked openly down the road.
The mission here is not a surprise attack, but a fair and square victory to defeat the resistance forces of Amegakure.
"Halt! You can't go any further!" A Amegakure ninja brandished a long sword, appearing somewhat fierce but actually cowardly.
They didn't know Shinsei, but they knew Jiraiya and Tsunade.
Shinsei stopped and said to the Rain Ninja in front of him, "Call Hanzō out."
"How dare you address Hanzō by his given name!" A middle-aged ninja pointed at Shinsei angrily.
How did someone so stupid manage to survive until now?
Just as Shinsei was about to make a move, Minato shot a Kunai at him. The man dodged it by tilting his head, and a blond boy suddenly appeared behind him.
Minato gripped the Kunai and held it to his neck.
The middle-aged ninja was sweating profusely, his legs trembling, and a stream of water leaked from his trousers. Although the Land of Rain is known for its abundant rainfall, the slightly steaming trousers betrayed him.
" Hanzō is here!" a ninja shouted.
The ninjas, as if they had found a powerful backer, as if they had found a pillar of support, immediately began to shout:
" Hanzō must teach them a lesson!"
" Hanzō has slain these demons who invaded us!"
Many ninjas had complete faith in Hanzō, as if the possibility of Hanzō failing simply did not exist in their minds.
A dense crowd surrounded a man wearing a respirator as they arrived at the main entrance.
Hanzō scanned the five Konoha members before him, his gaze finally settling on Shinsei.
"Why is Konoha so relentlessly persecuting our Amegakure?" Hanzō's voice was stern, but Shinsei could detect a hint of sorrow in it.
What is a hero to him is a villain to me. Shinsei would never consider things from Hanzō's perspective.
"Surrender, Hanzō, join Konoha, and let's end this war together."
Hanzo of the Salamander took out a storage scroll and unfolded it, revealing a sickle with a chain in his hand.
"The ninja of Amegakure are not cowards. You want us to surrender? Then step over our dead bodies!"