Konoha Qiweiju

There is still a big difference between frog and toad.

But in terms of perception, it is indeed similar.

Jilai also thought about it, still couldn't resist the invasion of delicious food, and ate three bowls without tears.

I'm almost full of burps.

"This meal is really enjoyable! Boss Zhenxiu, you really have nothing to say about your craft."

Zhenxiu smiled and said, "You only need to get used to it."

"I'm used to it, I'm so used to it! Boss Zhenxiu, you see there is a little soup left here, can I take it away? I will heat up the soup tomorrow, and I can eat it with several bowls of rice. "

Jilai also looked at the remaining soup greedyly.

True cultivation was taken aback.

At this moment, he realized that the hero he thought was nothing but a poor orphan.

Even if it is already a ninja, it is still because of financial embarrassment that I can't eat three meals a day.

Later, the reason why he didn't need to save so much money, and even pit the money in Naruto Toad's wallet was probably because he was afraid of being poor, right?

For people like Zi Laiya, I'm afraid there are many more in this world.

Zhenxiu began to understand why the pillars wanted to create a peaceful world.

Peace is really important.

"These are all your things, you can deal with them whatever you want."

"Really? That's great!"

Under the night, Jilai returned home with the leftover pickle frog soup, carefully put it in the refrigerator, waiting for the next day to feel the delicacy again.

"Why don't you let him come over and eat more times?"

Meat Ball asked against his swollen belly.

Zhenxiu shook his head and said with a smile: "No. Everyone has their own way of living. The same is true of Jiraiya. I don't have to give him too much sympathy, he can live out his own way."

"You still have so many reasons."

"It's just so much."

The days just passed day by day.

After the end of the first Ninja World War, there was finally another good news.

That is Banshu's wife is pregnant with a second child.

After the testimony of the Hyuga clan, he was a boy.

Having both children is great happiness for many people.

Tsunade was also very happy after knowing that he would have a younger brother.

"Great! I am going to have a brother! After he is born, I must protect him!"

Tsunade was very excited.

"You are so violent, it's not bad for your brother to be beaten by you."

Jilai also habitually carried Tsunade.

Tsunade frowned and said coldly: "Huh! I won't! My violence is only against you, a pervert!"

The Oshe Maru on the side is a little curious.

"What does the birth of a new life look like?"

Oshemaru muttered to herself, looking a little strange.

Jilai soon discovered this.

"Oshemaru, are you okay? Since your parents passed away, you've been so weird. Isn't it a sinister?"

Ji Lai was also a little worried, but he was too embarrassed to speak out, so he could only ask in this arrogant tone.

"Jilai! Can you speak! Dashewan is already very sad!"

Tsunade punched Jiraiya in the stomach.

Of course, it didn't take much effort.

Oshamaru smiled, and did not answer Jiraiya's question, but said, "I have something to do, let's go."

"Orochimaru!"

Jilai also wanted to say something, but Da She Wan did not stay and wait.

"Look at you, Oshemaru is angry." Tsunade complained.

"He wasn't angry, he was just sad to go elsewhere."

Jilai also whispered.

"Then you shouldn't say that either."

Tsunade vomited.

Jilai was silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that Dashemaru does become a little strange.

It has become different from before.

But it is no wonder that anyone whose parents pass away will become strange.

What's more, Dashewan is only an eight-year-old child.

He endured the sadness that this age group should not bear.

Konoha Memorial Tablet.

Oshemaru stood quietly in front of the tombstone.

The names of many people are densely engraved on it.

Two of them are his parents.

Da She Maru looked at the two names quietly, a ray of tears flashed through the golden pupils.

Sad?

Of course sad.

Dashewan is not an iron fight, of course it will be sad.

Even very sad.

"Why do people die? Can't they live well forever?"

Oshemaru muttered to herself, and many strange thoughts came to mind.

Suddenly, he saw a white object under the comforting stele.

"what is this?"

Under curiosity, Da She Maru picked up the white thing.

"It looks a bit like snake skin, but how can it be white? Is there a white snake?"

Da She Wan asked in doubt.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"The white snake symbolizes new hope and eternal life. It is said that people who see it will have good luck."

Da She Wan was taken aback and looked back, only to see the red hair, which still had golden pupils somewhat similar to his own.

"True boss?"

Da She Maru was quite surprised, and I didn't expect to see real cultivation here.

Zhenxiu smiled faintly, placed the white flower in his hand on the memorial monument, and bowed respectfully.

"Boss Zhenxiu, do you also have the names of your relatives on this comforting monument?"

"Yes, there are a few friends. I didn't expect them to leave so early."

"Do you want them to come back to life?"

"of course."

"Is there any way?"

Truly silent.

Da She Wan thought there was no way to cultivate it.

"Boss Zhenxiu, you said that this white snake symbolizes eternal life. Does that mean eternal life? I will never die, so there won't be so much sadness."

After hearing this, Zhenxiu gently rubbed Dashewan's hair, and said with a smile: "Oshewan, no matter how people live in the world, there will be sorrow. Immortality can reduce part of sorrow, but it will also increase part of sorrow. No matter what choice is made, it is just a trade-off."

Da She Wan heard this, thoughtful.

Do not disturb if you really cultivate.

The eight-year-old Dashemaru has delicate eyebrows and a full-fledged young lady.

At this time, he did not have the gloomy temperament that followed.

I don't know what exactly this young man has gone through to turn this gentle temperament into that gloomy moment.

Speaking of which, it's a pity.

"Dashewan, come to Qiweiju when you have time, I will invite you to dinner."

"Thank you, real boss."

"you are welcome."

The two did not talk much, and left each.

Da She Maru looked at the white snake skin in his hand and made a decision in his heart.

"The sadness of death is so sad. I don't want to experience it again. If there is sadness in eternal life, it must be better to bear than the sadness of death."

eternal life.

These two words took root in the heart of the eight-year-old Da She Wan.