Konoha Qiweiju

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It has been three years, and it has been three years since I came to Shayin.

In three years, looking at the windy sand outside the village, my heart seemed to be much calmer.

Except for the wind and sand in the sky, this village is pretty good.

Shayin after the war was also calm.

Living here seems pretty good.

I always think like this, maybe I shouldn't go to Konoha.

...

Old man's restaurant.

A restaurant that has been in the sand for three years.

In fact, it is not called this name, or even no name at all, and no signboard.

Three years ago, just a few days after the seal was in disorder, Shouhe, this restaurant appeared.

The person who opened the shop is an old man.

With white hair and wrinkles on his face, there is nothing extraordinary about it.

But at that time, this restaurant was a designated dining place for Shayin, so the workers and ninjas who restored the village ate here.

After eating, he became famous.

The taste of the food is so delicious that everyone is full of praise.

Everyone ate half a bowl more.

If it's not enough food, I'm afraid I will eat more.

At that time, the food in this restaurant became the most anticipated thing every day for all workers and ninjas involved in construction projects.

In addition to repairing the damaged houses, these people even deliberately delayed in order to be able to eat a few more days.

After that, the restaurant did not close, but continued to open.

Every day, the crowds are crowded with crowds of people.

The old man who opened the shop is also busy and talks less with others.

This store does not have a name.

People come here too much, so they call it an old man's restaurant, which is quite appropriate.

When the old man found out, he just smiled and didn't care.

One year later, I didn't know if it was the elderly who was unwell, or felt that the cooking intensity was too great, so I changed the business hours.

It is only open for two hours a day.

For the rest of the time, the restaurant is closed.

No matter how you knocked on the door, no one opened it.

A naughty child peeped quietly into the house, only to see the old man sitting in a rocking chair, holding an orange cat in his arms and looking into the distance, his eyes were hollow and he could not see any thoughts.

Such a scene spread among the crowd, and everyone speculated about the old man's past.

Some people say that this old man is crazy.

Some people say that this old man lost his family in the previous three wars.

There are so many sayings, and so on.

But all directions show that this old man is a poor man.

Shayin's Anbe had some doubts about this old man, and sent someone to monitor him for a long time.

But the discovery that he didn't go out the rest of the time except to go out to buy groceries, which dispelled his suspicion.

In the troubled times, there are not many old people with strange behaviors.

As long as it is harmless to Shayin, nothing matters.

And this old man naturally cultivates.

Time, in the blink of an eye, three years passed.

"Old man, let's have a bowl of fried rice."

"coming."

When it was time for business again, the old Zhenxiu opened the door, and the regulars walked in.

Speaking of this regular customer, it's fate.

This person is the gatekeeper ninja who brought Zhenxiu into Shayin before, named Qiansha.

Zhenxiu heard the sound, walked into the kitchen and started cooking.

Three minutes later, the fried rice was completed and placed in front of Qiansha.

"The old man's craftsmanship is still so good."

After taking a bite, Qian Sha said with satisfaction.

Zhenxiu smiled, and did not reply.

Seeing that no one was coming, he held the meat ball and continued to sit back on the rocking chair.

Qian Sha didn't care about the behavior of true cultivation.

He has seen such things a lot.

He has never seen any extra words in Zhen Xiu.

As long as there is nothing wrong, I will sit on that chair and shake.

After eating fried rice, Qian Sha had nothing to do, and couldn't help being a little curious about true cultivation.

"Old man, why are you sitting here every day?"

"There is no place to go."

Zhenxiu's answer made Qian Sha stunned.

Originally, he thought that True Cultivation would remain silent as before.

Unexpectedly this time, he actually spoke.

Qian Sha was a little excited.

Perhaps a good story can be heard today.

"What does the old man mean? Do you mean you have lost your home?"

Zhenxiu nodded.

He did lose his home.

I lost my brothers and sisters, my parents, and my people.

Between this world, there is really no place to call his home.

"Is it because of the war?"

Qian Sha's tone suddenly became soft.

Zhenxiu heard the words and looked up at Qiansha.

At this moment, Qiansha's eyes were soft.

Speaking of the word war, Qian Sha seemed to be moved.

"Right."

Zhenxiu spit out these two words, and the expression in his eyes became particularly melancholy.

In this way, Qian Sha was naturally more certain that true cultivation was because of the loss of his family in the war.

Qian Sha came over and sat beside Zhenxiu.

It's just that there is no seat next to it, so he sat directly on the ground.

Really stunned for a moment, I don't know why this guy is doing this.

"Old gentleman, do you know? In fact, my parents died in the three wars too. They were both ninjas, and they died when they went to perform the mission."

"That's the common fate of ninjas."

"Yes, it's very common."

Qian Sha laughed at himself, disdainful of this so-called fate.

"At that time I was thinking. Why did they die well, and what is the meaning of their death. But after thinking about it for several years, I didn't think of the answer."

"What's the meaning of death."

"Yeah, what is the meaning of death. I used to think so. But recently, I suddenly understood something."

"Understand what?"

"Understand why they died."

"why?"

"Because they chose to die."

"Will someone choose to die?"

"Yes. Choosing the profession of ninja is born with the color of death. High risk."

Qian Sha still had that strange expression, making it hard to see whether he was praised or degraded.

"My parents will die because they chose to fight for Shayin. Maybe one day I will die too, but also because I will fight for Shayin. All this is probably for this reason."

"You can choose to quit, become a ninja, or do a clerical job. For example, be a teacher or something."

Qian Sha shook his head.

"There are some choices that cannot be avoided."

"How can you know if you don't try it."

"I know."

"Ok?"

"Someone has to sacrifice for Sa Yin, why can't that person be me?"

Zhenxiu was stunned.

The hand stroking the meat ball also stopped.

He looked at Qian Sha, and there was a terrible firmness on his immature face.

Soon, Qiansha changed his expression again, and his smile filled that face.