Chapter 257

Nearly a week after that mission, Muye people also returned to the village a few days ago.

However, everyone who came back didn't look very well, and it's even hard to see the extreme.

Not only because many ninjas were seriously injured or sacrificed several companions, but because in this mission, a big man died.

The former Huoying, who had been in charge of the village for decades, lost his life in this mission and died for the village!

The news soon spread through the village without any cover up.

Everyone who knew the news thought that he was living in a dream and didn't wake up.

Although in recent years, the three generations of fire shadow ape Flying Sun chop rarely appear in the eyes of the public, but his strong strength has always been in everyone's mind.

Without strong strength, how can we support the village forward?

But suddenly one day, someone told them that an old man who had become a symbol of the village had died in the task.

It's very dreamy!

Muye village.

It was a bit overcast. It looked as if it was going to rain. The whole village was shrouded in a layer of haze. It was quiet and unusual.

Today is a special day for the burial of three generations.

Today's Muye village, immersed in a quiet and somewhat dull atmosphere, some depressed, some dead.

"Creak!"

A door was pushed open and out came a man in dark.

His face was a little stiff and his eyes were a little uncomfortable.

As he walked out of his own door, many people in similar clothes came out one after another.

Their expressions, very similar, are suffering with some hard to hide.

Most of them are older, so they have experienced the period of three generations in power, and their feelings for the three generations are more profound. They know who is not easy and powerful.

"Dang!"

In the distance, there was a bell ringing all over the village.

Everyone, with tacit understanding, converges in the same direction. They don't say hello to each other. At most, they just nod, and then there is no other communication.

……

Muye hospital, ward.

"Waterstop, if you're hurt so badly, don't go."

Yuzhibo weasel said to a young man who wanted to get out of bed.

As he spoke, he pressed the water stop to prevent him from moving easily, breaking the wound.

"Give me a hand, weasel!"

Waterstop's face was pale. He stayed in the hospital for a few days after he came back. Although the treatment was timely, he still recovered very slowly.

He lay in bed, his upper body wrapped in layers of bandages smelling of medicine.

"But..."

Weasel's injury is much lighter than water stop, so he can get out of bed and walk one day ago.

"It's OK, believe me!"

Shuitou smiles at the weasel, conveying his firmness and belief.

"Well, then! But don't move, I'll hold you

The weasel thought about it, nodding somewhat difficultly. The injury on Shuitou is far more serious than he imagined. It has been beyond the expectation of many medical ninjas to recover to this degree in nearly a week.

"Good!" Waterstop said with a smile, then his eyes fell on the bandage in front of his chest, and a trace of pain and firmness flashed in his eyes.

This is the biggest harvest of his mission, and also the souvenir left by his former companion.

"Hiss!"

The weasel held Shuitou's shoulder and slowly lifted him up. As soon as he started to work, Shuitou began to cry out, and his chest burst and shed blood.

"This..."

Weasel looks at water.

"It's OK. Help me get a dark dress!"

He doesn't care. The injury on his body is much better than the pain in his heart.

The injury is only physical, but what really makes him feel uncomfortable is the mental injury from Qiyu.

It turns out that he can really kill himself. He can really kill himself without leaving his hand!

This is what Shuitou didn't expect and what he didn't want to believe.

That once said so many words, so inspiring, so reasonable in life, but he embarked on an abnormal road!

Three generations of death, let all this has been irreparable, and Shuiping himself also don't feel can save, because he has been Qiyu personally "killed".

Weasel's movement is also very slow. Although it is slightly injured than Shuitou, it is still a very heavy injury, so it looks a little stiff.

"How about this one?"

Asked the weasel.

"Yes!"

He didn't look up, he replied.

In another ward near here, there are also two people, Kakashi and Mackay.

Kakashi's injury is much better than Kai's. Kai not only has the injury left by Qiyu, but also has the sequelae left by his own use of [eight door dunjia].

"Well, Kay, I'll leave first! I'll bring you what you want for lunch. "

Kakashi has been dressed up, although it does not look hurt, but the exposed skin is still pale, eyes also have some weakness.

Due to the problems of injury and sequelae, Kay was still numb and sore even after he came back for a few days. It was difficult to gather strength, so he was unable to participate in today's three generations burial ceremony.

"Kakashi, thank you! It's just a barbecue for ten people. I'm hurt. I really don't have any appetite. "

Kay lay on the bed with serious eyes, two thick eyebrows squeezed together.

"No problem. If you have something to do, call the nurse. I'll leave first!"

Kakashi can't help rolling his eyes when he hears Kay's words. Ten people's barbecue is really a pity. Kay dares to say that he has a bad appetite. But as Shangren, Kakashi still has some money, so he doesn't care. He turns around and walks out. He also wants to see the soil. The soil recovery is very good. He came to see them yesterday.

Close the line of sight on Kakashi's back, Kay quietly looks at his front, eyes a little strange.

His hands on both sides of his body, he slowly pinched, quilt cover was in his hands, slowly appeared wrinkles.

"If the previous efforts can not achieve the goal I want, I will redouble my efforts! Wait and see

Kay made up his mind. His eyes flashed with firmness, and his face showed a kind of fearlessness.

He still remembers the feeling of powerlessness when he was fighting with Qiyu at that time. He tried his best, but he was easily cracked after a blow.

He didn't want to protect many things. It was the village that brought him many memories.

The more he wants to protect something, the more he feels weak, and then he has a strong impulse in his heart, forcing him to try to catch up!

"Bang!"

Kakashi closed the door and saw the dirt coming out of the ward.

Their eyes converged in the air.

If it is the previous band soil, he will smile and say hello, but this time, band soil just looking at Kakashi, finally squeeze out a few words.

"Let's go together!"

Kakashi noticed the change of the dialect, nodded, did not speak, and understood the meaning of the dialect.

"How is your injury?"

The two men walked side by side toward the stairs, and finally Kakashi asked in a daily way.

"Much better, my injury should be the lightest..."

Take soil to say this, the facial expression is some not normal, the eye is to flash a trace of shame.

He can still feel that when Qiyu dealt with him, he was careless and looked down upon.

And in fact, Qiyu deals with him, just like playing.

It made him feel very ashamed!

Although he is not a genius Ninja like Shuitou, his talent is not low, otherwise he would not be promoted to Shangren at this age.

But in this mission, let the leader realize how ignorant and arrogant he was before.

The outside world and the strong are far bigger and more than he imagined.

Even Qiyu, who is several years younger than him, has the ability to hang him.

This gives him some motivation, which is different from the comparison with Kakashi. Now he just wants to make himself not so weak and powerless, and protect the people he wants to protect in the battle, such as

"Earth, Kakashi!"

Two people walk side by side in the corridor, just to the stairs, behind a female voice.

The sound is very simple, clear and clean, with some ethereal feeling.

"Lin!"

With soil back, showing a smile.

Kakashi didn't speak and seemed cool, but still nodded to the girl in front of her.

"Are you going to attend the burial ceremony of three generations of adults?"

Lin was holding a folder, wearing a white coat, her hair was tied in the back of her head, forming a small chirp, which was very capable and concise.

"Yes, you won't, Lin!"

Take soil nodded, in the hospital these days, Lin is still very take care of him, every day to come to see his recovery, which makes me feel very happy, but also gradually become a shame.

This kind of care makes me feel useless.

"I won't go now. There are several patients waiting for me over there! I'll put flowers in the afternoon! "

Sadness flashed in Lin's eyes, aiming at the three generations that had passed away. Although he does not have much contact with the three generations, he has always admired the elder.

"Well, let's go first! Go ahead and do something

Dai Tu didn't keep on pestering with his face as before, and he spoke steadily. This is a big change after the end of his mission.

"Good!"

Lin smiles, her eyes twinkle, looks at Kakashi, and finally turns away towards a ward.

"With soil, I feel you have changed a lot!"

Kakashi glanced and found that Dai Tu had taken her eyes away from Lin's back. She felt this way.

"People always need to grow up, don't they, Kakashi!"

Take soil to turn around, walk toward downstairs, the figure looks a little tall and straight and solid.

"Ha ha..."

Kakashi shook her head and followed.

It's a good thing to be mature and steady with soil. It used to be too jumpy, but now it's very good.

……

When I came back that day, I never showed up again.

Although the mouth does not say, but since it is one of the most sad people.

The death of three generations was too sudden for him.

He thought, with the strength of Qiyu, just temporarily trapped three generations, but did not expect

If he had known earlier, maybe he would have left Qiyu that day.

"Creak!"

The wooden door in front of him was pushed open, and a figure familiar to him came in.

"Gangshou, why are you here?" Zilai also sat on the table, with some wine bottles on the table in front of him.

Drinking early in the morning makes Zilai blush.

"The old man's funeral is about to begin. Let's go! Give him the last ride

As soon as gangshou came in, he smelled a smell of wine. His brow was wrinkled at first, and then he said to Zilai.

"Well, here we go!" Zilai also got up, grabbed a dark coat from one side and put it on his body.

And gangshou, also in the normal clothing outside, set a black coat.

"Let's go! Go and see him

Zilai came to gangshou and patted her on the shoulder.

"Well!"

They walked out side by side, with a white ribbon tied to their left arm.

As disciples of three generations, this is their duty.

Both of them looked lonely. Even their generous shoulders had become a little loose. A kind of hard to hide sadness appeared in his heart.

……

"Uncle ASMA, why is grandfather sleeping all the time?"

Muyewan was dressed in black, with white ribbons on her arms and doubts on her face.

He is young, and under the protection of three generations, has not seen the cruelty of the world, so he can not understand the word "death".

From a few days ago, his grandfather, has not opened his eyes, has been lying there, not talking to him, which makes him a little uncomfortable and unhappy.

"Because grandfather went to a place, it will take a long time to wake up."

ASMA put his hand on muyemaru's head with sadness on his face.

"Oh Muyewan seemed to understand, nodded, but also saw the grandmother standing on one side.

Ape Fei's eyes were red and swollen. She told muyewan that the wind was strong in the village recently, so she lost her eyes.

Muyewan didn't know much about this, but he still gave his own goggles to his grandmother, which was a birthday present his grandfather bought for him before.

"Lord Huoying!"

ASMA patted muyewan and asked him to go to the lake. He came to the water gate.

"ASMA, mourn!" Watergate nodded with sadness in her eyes.

"I understand!"

"Let's go first. The others will come in a moment."

Watergate said to ASMA, as the fourth generation of Huoying, the funeral of the third generation was presided over by him, so he had to arrive earlier than others.

"Good!" ASMA nodded slightly, his eyes leaped over the water gate, and saw the Muye village ninjas who came one after another.

……

Soon, a period of time passed, the people who should have come had arrived, and the burial ceremony of the three generations began one after another.

Watergate stands in front of the coffin of the third generation, looking around.

In addition, Yu Zhibo, Fuyue, Lujiu, Haiyi, Dingzuo, Younv, gouzhong, and other representatives of Ninja family, big and small

Of course, there are also many civilian born ninjas, as well as ordinary Muye permanent residents.

They all came to cherish the memory of three generations, an old man who has contributed his whole life to the village. Even if there is any fault, it is the ancestor they will always admire.

All of them were dressed in dark black, with sad faces, and some were even in tears

"We are all here today..."

Watergate started the speech, which is a necessary form and an opportunity to gather the strength of the village.

As time goes by, Watergate's speech is over, and it's time to present flowers to three generations.

ASMA was the first to offer flowers. As the son of the three generations, he was also the closest person to the three generations. He was qualified to be the first to go to the University.

And then there's Watergate.

The coffin has been sunk into the ground, and a huge tombstone has been erected, which records the achievements of three generations in their lifetime.

There is a picture pasted on it in black and white, and the three generations in the picture are still laughing, which is very energetic. That kind of smile, with joy and pride, seems to feel very proud to see the village so prosperous.

"Three generations, the village will be guarded by me. Please rest in peace! As for Yu Zhi, Bo Qi, Yu and Xiao, I will also wipe them out, so as not to let them destroy the rare peace of the village! "

Watergate's tone was heavy, as if he was taking an oath and making a major decision.

With that, he put the white flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, and the Watergate turned and left.

This incident made him understand something and gave him the motivation to make up his mind.

And closely behind him is Zilai and gangshou.

"Old man, I didn't expect to leave so suddenly. Don't worry, I'll give you an account when I'm here next! "

From then on, his tone was a little frivolous, with a smile on his face that he didn't know what it meant, but his momentum was very condensed and depressed.

"It won't be long, old man!" Gangshou stood beside zilaiye, his fist clenched tightly.

She knew that if it wasn't for herself that day, she would definitely choose to continue fighting.

If she had chosen to support the three generations at that time, maybe there was still room for recovery.

It's no use talking about it now, of course, but gangshou knows that he has to make a change, otherwise he will always be the one who holds back.

Put down the flowers, since also and gangshou turned away.

Back, up again, the first few people

……

"Well, it's done!"

Qiyu stares at the coffin in front of her, hands together, watching it sink into the ground slowly.

This is the filthy soil of three generations. Originally, in the battle, he took some blood, but before, the filthy soil actually failed.

Obviously, Shuitou, to his surprise, survived.

"This infinite chakra's body, coupled with three generations of proficient five attribute evasion, can be said to be a huge killer!"

Qi Yu is very satisfied, the tongue is preparing to lick a circle near the lips, but a flash in the brain, stopped action.

After staying with dasheban for a long time, he subconsciously imitated dasheban.

"I didn't expect that the old man was smart all his life and finally fell into your hands..."

The expression on big snake pill's face was very strange, a kind of unspeakable taste.

In his heart, the three generations had a very high position. When he lost his family in his early years, the three generations and zilaiye were the people who filled the gap in his heart.

Three generations were killed by Qi Yu, he said in his heart that there was no idea, it was impossible.

But for some reasons, dasheban didn't care much about life and death.

Life and death are not two things to define.

Some people say that a person will die twice, once the end of life, once forgotten.

But in the world of tolerance, especially in the hands of people like big snake pill, life and death are just toys that can be manipulated.

"It's over here, and I'm ready to go back. What can I do for you?"

Qi jade tidies up the filthy soil of three generations and says to the big snake pill relying on one side.

It took them some time to get to dashuewan, a base in the state of Sichuan.

"There's nothing to help. Everything's normal."

Big snake pill holds hands, the expression on the face does not change, still is that kind of strange smiling face, looking at Qi Yu.

"Is there any impression of the last letter?"

Think of what, big snake pill asks Qi Yu.

"Well, what's the matter?"

Qi Yu thinks slightly, powerful memory let him not forget that even between column cells can be compatible in the body of young.

"I took him as a model, made some clones, and transplanted all the collected blood to it. The effect is still good!"

Big snake pill licks his lips. His ideal is to collect all the truths in the world.

The blood boundary is also a fragment of truth, which can let him see the truth of the world.

And if they all converge on him, then he will be closer to the truth of the world.

"That's really good!" Qi Yu nodded. He already understood the meaning of the big snake pill. From all the signs of the big snake pill, those clones may become the "parts" or containers of the big snake pill.

"Big snake pill, the meal is ready!"

Two people are still chatting, there is another male voice, is Jun mariu.

At this time, junmalu stood at the entrance, looking at the big snake pill, with an apron on his body.

"All right."

The big snake pill nodded and then went to the other side.

But the gentleman Ma Lu slants to head, to Qi jade nod, said hello.

"Come on, have something to eat first."

Although they are villains, they still need to eat, otherwise they will not have the strength to do things.

Qiyu shrugs, looks a little strange, and falls on junmalu.

Although junmariu is still that cold expression, it seems that he likes to cook for big snake pill.

……

"It's really interesting... Qiyu really likes to make trouble!"

In a dark place, a slightly frivolous voice sounded.

"It doesn't matter, as long as he's still in our hands!"

"But you still need to pay more attention to his cooperation with dasheban. Dasheban seems to be collecting something in the world of tolerance."

Another voice sounded, a little low and depressing.

"Ha ha, you don't know the big snake pill guy, but I've lost a lot of parts on him!"

Before that frivolous voice sounded again, it seemed helpless.

This time, the gloomy voice did not ring again.

"Payne should start the next operation. Not long ago, the six tailed man Zhu Li reappeared. I have collected the intelligence and am ready to give it to him."

"Well, it's time to start again! Rencun has begun to be on guard against us. Recently, it seems that they have been mopping up the outside members of the organization. "

"Dada dada!"

The sound of footsteps, a light fell from above, hit the speaker.

A Nepenthes shrouded Yin and yang are "talking to themselves.".

"When Qiyu comes back this time, he will give the collected information to Penn, and the plan will continue gradually!"

The faint light fell on Jue's face, while Hei Jue wriggled his lips and said such a word.

"I understand!"

Bai Jue grinned, pale skin, morbid and funny.

"I hope they won't let me down!"

Black Jue finally said a word, closed eyes again, no longer pay attention to white Jue.

Bai Jue didn't care. He continued to walk forward with a funny look in his eyes.