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In the dim tent, Luo Sha's words seemed loud and clear, and some brown pupils radiated an astonishing brilliance.

"He won't agree." Ebizō shook his head: "The village can't stand him, and he may have deep resentment hidden in his heart."

"Every ninja in the village must contribute to the village. This is the responsibility and honor of Sand Shinobi." Luo Sha said firmly: "I have brought the news to Elder Chiyo, and Elder Chiyo will persuade him. If he doesn't come out of the mountain, the only possibility for the village is defeat and compensation. The already poor village will only make things worse. For the sake of the village, he will agree."

"I hope so." Ebizō sighed. The strength of Sand Shinobi and Konoha are still far behind, even if Konoha has a large number of troops left behind and even the Third Hokage has not gone to the front line. , Jiraiya and Orochimaru, the second Sannin who became famous in World War II, just dragged the battle to the point of anxiety.

Sand Shinobi's finances can no longer support a war of attrition.

In the desert with dancing yellow sand, Sunagakure is located here.

Most of the houses in Sunagakure are mainly in yellow tones, which not only makes it easier to use local building materials, but more importantly, makes them more hidden.

And right in the middle of this bunch of unique desert houses, there is a disharmonious building. It looks like a huge water boiler. The whole body is made of sand iron. The door is blocked by an iron rope, and Ninjas patrolled the door, as if it were a prison.

Boil water in a pot.

An old monk wearing a black coat and a white beard sat quietly in the middle, with a kind and sad face, looking at his palms seriously.

He is Fenfu, the Jinchūriki of Sand Shinobi, a Jinchūriki who has been imprisoned since birth.

"Old man, after watching this for so many years, aren't you tired of it?" A sharp and somewhat harsh voice sounded from deep in Fenfu's heart.

"No matter how much you see love, you will never get tired of it." Fenfu said with a smile, with "heart" and "feeling" written on his hands.

"The human heart is like a mirror in water, and words are often insincere and wavering, but human beings are born with the desire to accept each other and each other's sincerity." The old monk said philosophical words: "The same is true with humans, and the same is true with beasts. Man and beast are actually in fact. There should be no distinction. As long as there is a heart, humans have love and animals also have love.”

"Stop talking, old man. I've watched you imprisoned here since you were born. For decades, the humans outside have even forgotten your name. How can they talk about love? You have never had it. How can you understand love once you have felt it?" Shukaku mocked, his words full of sharpness.

The old monk didn't feel angry at all, and smiled lightly. It was this peaceful smile that gradually calmed down the irritable Shukaku.

"Lord Shukaku." Chiyo walked into the dim prison room and looked at the old monk sitting cross-legged in the center, as if he had been keeping this posture for a long time and had taken root in the same place.

Chiyo didn't know his name, but he had been imprisoned here since she could remember. Later she found out that he was One Tail Jinchūriki.

"Who are you?" the old monk said, his voice unusually hoarse, which was caused by the loss of language ability caused by not communicating with others for a long time.

"I am the elder of the village now." Chiyo said, while carefully looking at the old man in front of him. With his thin figure, gray long eyebrows and beard, he was clearly a Jinchūriki, but he had a peaceful and kind aura, even in the In this dark and dark water-boiler prison cell, it was still as warm as sunlight.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Under the influence of the powerful Chakra, Fenfu's voice gradually recovered.

"The war between the village and Konoha has reached an anxious level, but the village can no longer bear the consumption. Lord Kazekage hopes that you can help the village." Chiyo said respectfully.

"Why start a war? Hatred, ugliness, killing." The old monk said with compassion.

Chiyo didn't answer, just stood there silently.

"Have you seen it? It's a blessing. These people can't even remember your name. They treat you as a tool and don't pay for you, but they seek your help at the critical moment. "It's really ugly to humanity." Shouzhen The roar sounded in Fenfu's heart.

"So Shukaku, are you willing to help me?" Fenfu asked with a sad look on his face...

"Is this your love? Sharing blessings, in the end, only leads to killing." Shukaku roared loudly.

"I just want to end this war as soon as possible. The longer the war lasts, the greater the pain will be. Moreover," Fenfu looked blankly at the love in his palm and sighed deeply, containing endless vicissitudes of life. And helpless: "I don't have a few years left to live, so let me use these eyes to see the world for the last time."

Shukaku silently looked at the miserable old monk in front of him. From a child to an old man, Shukaku almost watched him grow up. This kid who had never felt love ended up harboring the same feelings as Sage of Six Paths. like.

"Of course I won't help you." Shukaku mocked coldly: "It's just that I wanted to go out for some fresh air, so I'll accompany you for once.

The old monk, who was originally a little depressed, had two turbid tears in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Then please accompany me on this last journey."

Chiyo stood aside respectfully. She knew that the village was unfair to the old man, and anything could happen in the next moment. She was already mentally prepared.

"Let's go and end this war." The old monk, who had been sitting cross-legged for decades, stood up tremblingly and said to Chiyo with a smile. The dark water boiling pot seemed to be filled with life instantly.

Konoha Camp.

"What, are you feeling better? 5.5" Nonoyu touched Shisui's head and said softly.

"Yeah." Shisui responded, but had no intention of letting go and continued to rely on Nonoyu's broad chest.

"Nonou." Shisui said softly.

"I'm here." Nonoyu said softly, his words full of tenderness.

"I'm completely tired of this war." Shisui finally said. Two years of battlefield training has sharpened his strength, and his strength has improved almost rapidly, and he still has a large number of points in his hand that have not been digested into combat effectiveness. . But at the same time, the war also completely demonstrated Shisui's cruelty [every killing added a bit of fatigue to his heart that didn't like killing.

"If it were you, would you want to stop this war?" Shisui asked. .