Konoha Hits The Soul

after one day.

The sky is gloomy and the drizzle is pattering.

Konoha Village, inside the Hokage building.

Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen looked out the window with tired eyes. He took a deep breath of his pipe and exhaled pungent smoke.

He sniffed.

The spicy taste made him a little fascinated.

I can't remember when, on earth, I got a habit of smoking, and since then, I can't quit, even if Lake Biwa has been complaining to him that he hates the smell.

But for Sarutobi Hiruzen, at his age, there is nothing else that can relax him so much.

Perhaps this is the comfort he can't give up in his life.

Only something that can more paralyze his nerves can replace this thing.

But does it really exist?

Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed.

The recent events have become more and more exhausting.

Who would have thought that the Chūnin exam would end in that way?

Who would have thought that the little guy named Qianye Shunyi would use his own power to eliminate everyone except his own team?

Obviously there were twelve places, but in the end, only three of Konoha were left.

There is not even the need for the third exam.

How to hold it?

How can it be held?

Seeing Konoha's three people fighting with each other, and then openly launching a group of ridicules at other villages?

He still can't forget that Raikage and Tsuchikage had almost cannibalistic eyes at the time.

Although the young man Fengying didn't show any anger, the thoughts in his eyebrows did not hide it.

This little devil named Qianye Shunyi has become famous all the time.

But this kid has considered his Hokage, has he considered Konoha?

The young man is so unscrupulous at a young age, and the old man advises you to do it yourself.

Sarutobi Hiruzen closed his eyes.

I hope that there will be some good news over there, and don't let him lose all of his plans this time.

As if responding to his expectations.

There were heavy footsteps coming from outside the door, and then there was a weak knock on the door.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's heart sank and turned around, looking at the door position with tired eyes: "Come in directly."

Suddenly thunder flashed through the window outside.

Illuminated the dark room where the lights were not turned on.

The white-haired man wetted by the rain pushed in a little embarrassedly. His eyes were gloomy, and he had already lost his calmness and self-confidence in the past.

That cynical face was full of exhaustion, boredom, pain and complexity that could not be concealed.

Jiraiya looked up, looked at her teacher in front of him, then shook her head slightly, and said softly, "Master Hokage, I'm back."

Hokage...sir?

Listening to this obviously unfamiliar but alienated address, Sarutobi Hiruzen trembled in his heart. He looked at his lover with the same complicated eyes. After a long silence, he said, "Looking at your appearance, is it a failure?"

Jiraiya shook his head: "Sorry, not only failed, but none of them came back."

"What! How could it be possible!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen stood up abruptly, with a touch of anger on his face: "That's an entire elite team! What happened there? Jiraiya, how can you allow such a thing to happen when you lead the team to complete the task yourself!"

Jiraiya was stunned, her eyes trembled, staring at her teacher. After a long time, she closed her eyes and sighed: "Sorry, Lord Hokage, the danger there is more than I expected."

It seemed that he was stimulated by the sound of "Master Hokage" again.

Sarutobi Hiruzen took a deep breath of his pipe and spit it out, calming his anxious emotions. He sat down and said, "What is there in there? Why is the loss so great?"

Jiraiya hesitated and said, "Puppets, many, many puppets."

"Just a puppet?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes flashed undisguised disappointment, staring at the man in front of him, and said incredulously: "Is it just like this? No matter how much, if it were you, it shouldn't have caused this..."

The words are finished.

In front of Sarutobi Hiruzen, Jiraiya violently tore open his shirt.

A hideous wound pierced through the lungs, very close to the heart.

Obviously, just a little too close, he could kill him.

"How can it be......"

Sarutobi Hiruzen stared at the wound on Jiraiya's chest with complicated eyes, stood up from the spot, walked quickly to Jiraiya, stared at the hideous wound with complicated eyes: "Who can cause such a wound to you? ?"

"I don't know, among all the puppet masters I have seen, I have never seen anyone with such a method."

"I don't even know who it is?!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen was stunned, staring at Jiraiya incredulously: "Is it Sunagakure's puppet master? Is it Chiyo?"

"neither."

Jiraiya shook his head: "It's very strong, stronger than Chiyo, and it's not an existence at all. I even saw puppets made by the ancestors of the Akamichi and Yamanaka clan. They can even use ninjutsu in their lifetime.

More importantly, they act spontaneously and have their own free mode of action. Except for their lack of mind, they are almost unintentional with living people, and even if they cause fatal harm to them, they are able to repair themselves.

When I came back, I checked the secret files of the roots. Only the Forbidden Technique ‘Impure World Reincarnation’ created by Master Second Hokage had such ninjutsu.

It's a pity that I have carefully studied the principle, but it is completely different from the principle of this puppet technique. And now, this Forbidden Technique seems to have a more complete performance than Master Second Hokage's "Impure World Reincarnation". "

While speaking, Jiraiya took out a ninjutsu scroll and handed it to Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"This is the analysis record of all the intelligence. I have written all the intelligence records and analysis reports of the current Master. I hope it will be useful to you."

Pass the scroll to Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Jiraiya shook his head and turned to leave.

Obviously, very tired.

The mood is even worse.

Sarutobi Hiruzen stared at him and said, "Don't think too much, Jiraiya, the war is coming. You should know where you are and what it means."

"You can rest assured, Master Hokage." Jiraiya shook his head, paused, still did not change the name, and walked into the darkness with a deep voice.

Looking at the heavy back, Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, he still said:

"It's up to you to connect with the daimyo in the past two days. Just to get a batch of funds for the roots, you must ensure that all the funds for the roots are in place before the war."

Jiraiya stopped, turned his head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "I see."

So the sound of footsteps continued.

The heavy voice, like a boxing, hit Sarutobi Hiruzen's chest.

It seemed that something was stinging him.

But Sarutobi Hiruzen bit the pipe and suppressed the sting abruptly.

"What do I do now, what does it mean."

Sarutobi Hiruzen turned around and raised his eyes, staring at Konoha that was shrouded in clouds in front of him, his voice was low, and he muttered to himself:

"One day, you will understand, Jiraiya."

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