This night.

After the banquet.

Rain.

The height of summer is fading.

It was time for heaven to extinguish its flames.

The people who stay in the house have their own hearts.

The child is in a sweet dream, looking forward to tomorrow.

Adults, however, know that a war that is about to go down in history is about to begin.

While they were in the spirit world, the green spirit exhausted Chakra and died, and the village fell into the two camps of Sasuke and Naruto, and then they merged and merged one after another, and the great battles finally consumed an era.

The name of the Spirit Kingdom, like other small kingdoms, eventually disappeared into history.

This ending is not destined to be what they want.

That real-life dream made everyone realize in their hearts the importance of Qingling Ninja Village.

Leaving here, they never had a real home again.

In the alley.

Every house has an electric light that has not been extinguished.

There is a wife who draves a blanket for her husband, but the latter sighs worriedly, he is just a farmer from the land of winds, and he does not understand what kind of war.

It didn't take long to practice the Chakra Martial Dao, and he lived with the strength of the commander and the agricultural knowledge taught in the village.

The village says that everyone has their own merit after working.

When you get sick, you can get free treatment, and the village is responsible for disability and aging.

Children can also choose to learn what they like.

It doesn't matter if you like to live in isolation, you need to get a certain amount of materials, then you can come to the village every month to exchange, you can hand over a part of the fruit, livestock, clothes, and art created by living alone.

All can be exchanged for giving to the village.

He kept these firmly in mind, the man took out a small book, on which was his crooked handwriting, not long after learning to write, he would not write anything, just barely living and using.

But on it, it is full of various major events in the village.

He did his best to write with a less skilled pen.

"There may be a war in the future, I don't want the doll to go without a ninja academy, my wife is also worried, and she has been losing sleep recently."

Today, when Lord Reikage returns, we see hope, but what happened in the dream is too real.

I don't think our concerns are superfluous. "

Inside the house.

The child was holding a puppet doll in her arms, a nine-tailed fox dressed in blue clothes, and two green jewel-like eyes, which her mother brought at the banquet stall.

It was made by an aunt who was good at making puppets, and it was cute.

Around the corner of the alley.

Another man with a thin stature was walking around the house.

His wife, apparently a straightforward person, thought about it and whispered to every household in the village.

Not often.

The man draped a raincoat on his wife.

Figures gathered on this pouring night, and they appeared in a large shed, sheltered from the wind and rain.

The lights were turned on and everyone had a smile on their faces.

"Listen to me, everyone, Reikage-sama is really alive, but my plan to protect the village cannot be stopped, the village does have a reserve ninja for battle, and there is a defensive guard department!

But this is our village!

The village we built together! "

This meeting has been going on for several days, and since they woke up and the Qingling has not returned, people have begun to secretly practice ninjutsu and martial arts at night.

Working during the day, I can only find a little time to practice at night.

Outside the shed.

One by one, the figures quickly walked by, as if to confirm the safety of the villagers here.

Dressed in raincoats, they patrolled heavily guarded, passing through streets and alleys.

Go to make a way for the girl who works the night shift, and go to take care of the lights of all houses.

Every time they would meet under the divine tree and change to the next shift to start.

Such days have long become a habit, and no matter which village the ninjas come from, no matter how much they fight with each other, they will still dutifully guard this place.

The Uchiha clan gathered in the shed inside their clan, and when they heard the guards outside walking by, their hearts were much calmer.

It seems that the days of the caution of the Uchiha clan in Konoha village are long gone.

The current patriarch, Uchiha Fugaku, is expounding his plan.

"There is currently only one martial arts shinobi in our clan, Sasuke, everyone else is just preparing ninjas, and the children still have to study at the ninja academy, so don't involve them.

I received the latest news that the second Five Kage Conference of the Five Great Shinobi Villages was held under the communication between the Senju and the first generation of Meikage.

What they have to decide is whether to strike together!

This information has been reported by Sasuke, don't slack! "

Under the lights.

Their red pupils were full of power, and the guardianship was not something engraved in the bloodline of the Uchiha clan.

In the dark room, undercover agents from other villages are inscribed with the latest information.

The information they send back is increasingly unrecognized.

Tonight will be the same as ever.

In a small building on the east side, more than a dozen families live here, and since the installation of the elevator, life seems to be really convenient.

In order not to attract anyone's attention.

Kojiro Kuashita from Kirihide Village is writing and crumbling the information again and again.

Eventually he stood up and turned on the light.

Sit firmly in your chair.

This time he wrote no longer intelligence, but a family letter.

"Mother, I have been doing well in the Land of Spirits, it has been nearly half a month, and presumably the news of the return of the Spirit Shadow has reached the Land of Water.

My father is sick, my bounty for completing the mission has not been enough to cure it, you are also in need of care in old age, and the people I admire are very popular in the village.

Disease, aging, my uncertain future, the couple I seek, and a courtyard, I don't know if there is enough else to get.

I don't know what I'm talking about mother.

I was worried that the Blood Mist Age would appear again in the village, and I was worried that the life I had now would pass away.

The myth says that human beings originated from the Six Dao Immortals, and I think that such a war may eventually have an end.

I'm lost, mother!

Please tell me if there is also the sound of raindrops falling in my heart. "

Rainy night.

There are also many people from other villages who are working hard to write books, I don't know how many people have changed the information to family letters, and I don't know how many people are struggling inside.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems to sweep the whole world.

Do you want to wash away the sins of all, or do you want to turn them into an unprecedented flood?

Nobody knows.

Maybe it's heaven, I want to make the world a rainy village.

Under the Divine Tree.

Sasuke was immersed in the sound of rain, as if every drop had fallen into the bottom of his heart.

Naruto leaned his back against the tree, indifferent to the cold wind blowing on his face.

"The teacher said that this time the same sword can fulfill both of our wishes, have you thought about it?"

"Well, but you'll be struck by lightning against the tree."

Sasuke stood up and walked towards the underground chamber.

"Che, my thunder attribute Chakra is stronger than you! How could Ray chop me to death

" "Is it? My wind attribute Chakra is also stronger than yours. The

two fought each other, and neither of them would admit defeat.

And in the underground chamber.

But three young figures took advantage of the rainy night and came to the village for a long time.

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