Squeak, squeak, the sound of the carriage echoing across the road. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIf it is a sunny day, then such a scene will probably have a leisurely feeling, but the gray sky casts such a scene with a layer of oppressive gray color.

The war has only just begun.

In the slightly dimly lit carriage, Ming Yuan was sitting alone, still holding a ninjutsu scroll reading. Suddenly, he pulled up the curtain next to the carriage and glanced at the sky outside.

"It's still gloomy." Ming Yuan muttered to himself, and then closed the curtain again.

"Lord Mingyuan, we can return to the village in one more day." Outside the carriage, a voice of reverence was heard.

Ming Yuan said softly: "Okay, thank you." Please advise everyone not to let their guard down. In the carriage behind, there were all seriously injured companions, and there were still their families waiting in the village, and there could be no accidents. “

"Yes, sir!"

Sitting in the carriage, Ming Yuan could feel the excitement and worship of the ninjas outside.

Ming Yuan shook his head helplessly, and then felt relieved.

"That's fine. After the battle with Hanzo, my popularity among the Konoha ninjas also increased. The battle report from the front line also came back to Konoha, and if nothing else, I can now be regarded as a war hero or something, and as long as I don't die, I won't be forgotten by the public. ”

"As long as they are not forgotten by the public, there are some people who can only make sneaky decisions. Oh, what am I afraid of? ”

A cold light flashed in Ming Yuan's eyes, he was not stupid, the three generations transferred him back to the village from the front line, this thing didn't feel normal. It was said that he should go back to the village to recuperate, which was a joke. Not to mention that his injuries were not serious, and the natural recovery of his body alone was only five or six days, not to mention, with Tsunade there, where was there any need to go back to the village? It's just that his growth rate makes Konoha's high-level people suspicious, and it's not normal for a civilian child to reach this level in a year or two.

After a while, his mind regained his composure, and he looked at the ninjutsu scroll in his hand again.

There are no loopholes in his information at all, and there is no possibility of espionage at all. There is no reason for the three generations of Hokage to deliberately target themselves, at most, they are just suspicious in their hearts, and it is estimated that it is a small-minded character like Danzang who will hold on to himself.

"I have been following the second generation Hokage for so long, and I haven't learned the courage to do great things on the second generation, and I haven't learned the ingenuity of the second generation to develop ninjutsu, but I have learned the ability to fight. Tuan Zang, Tuan Zang, you boast of the darkness of Konoha, in the end...... Oh, how long has it been since you've been out of the ground? Is it possible to raise a dragon in the gloomy and narrow underground? “

Rustle, rustle, the sound of pages turning doesn't stop.

……

A day later, the gate of Konoha Village.

Today's dark clouds have faded a little, and a vague circle of light can be faintly seen in the sky, finally dispelling the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere of these days.

The words rang out at the gate for a long time, and the mixed emotions of sadness and joy were expressed in the words, and they have not stopped until now, it is the villagers who have come to welcome their relatives who have returned from the battlefield.

"I'm coming back, I'm finally coming back. I told him a long time ago, be careful on the battlefield, be careful, why is he still injured! ”

"At that time, Hokage-sama asked if I wanted war, I didn't hesitate at all, no one can bully us Konoha, if there is, let's fight back. But, but ...... But when I got home, I regretted it...... My child, he's also a ninja, and he's going to go to war...... I, I can't bear to ...... him"

"My son said he was going to ninja school and wanted to be an amazing ninja, but he was so young at that time! Now, it's so big in a blink of an eye......"

"Yes, so is my son. I've been looking forward to being a ninja since I was a child, and our family signed him up. He used to be injured at the ninja school, and I bandaged him when he came home, but now in the blink of an eye, my eyes are glazed and my hands are unsteady...... He, he's hurt a lot more, I'm ...... I can't even bandage it......"

"Woo, he's writing back...... Woo, my child, he ...... He's broken, he's broken......"

"Don't be sad, don't be sad, don't be sad. If you want to laugh, the children are back, we all have to laugh, and if the children see us crying, then how uncomfortable it will be for them. Your child has a broken hand and feels uncomfortable, but he definitely doesn't want you to be uncomfortable, he will definitely be smiling...... I know what the kids are thinking, can we not know? Don't mention the injuries, how many enemies Duotiti has killed, how many honors Duotiti has won, and make good food for the children...... Don't let it, don't make it uncomfortable for them. ”

In addition to these villagers who came to greet their loved ones, there were also some ninjas stationed in the village who came here to greet their companions. In addition to this, some ninja school students also come to pay tribute to the heroes.

At this time, a girl with fiery red hair and a boy with blond hair were also at the gate.

The girl's name is Uzumaki Kushina, and the boy's name is Bo Feng Shuimen. In the future, they will be the closest and best companions, but now, their relationship is ...... It's a little subtle.

"Really, sissy, what are you doing here? How embarrassing it would be if you cried for a while! Kushina said dissatisfiedly to the water gate.

Mizumon smiled gently, "I want to pay tribute to the heroes, too, Kushina." ”

"Hush." Kushina pursed her lips and turned her head away.

Mizumon smiled softly all the time, his eyes fixed on Kushina's fiery red hair. Gently, he muttered to himself, a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, in the distance, several black dots appeared in the field of vision.

"It's coming! They're coming! They're back! ”

Exclamations and shouts of joy spread instantly, and everyone rushed towards the door.

……

Sawaki is a shinobi who has just been promoted for two years, and he is still very young. Becoming a middle ninja at such an age, even if it is not as good as those legendary geniuses, it is definitely something that can make the whole family celebrate in ordinary people's homes.

Sawaki's father is a retired elite shinobi, and he has great expectations for him, hoping that one day Sawaki will be able to realize his own unfulfilled dream, and he hopes that Sawaki will become a shinobi.

A few days ago, news of the war zone came back, and that night, Sawaki's father stayed up all night.

What are the feelings in your heart? Unwilling? Deplored? Wrath? Sawaki's father didn't know it himself, he just came to Konoha's door before dawn, and then silently looked into the distance.

When the carriages appeared in view, Sawaki's father took a deep breath, what kind of expression should he use to face the child?

At this time, Sawaki sat in a carriage in a daze, and the pungent smell of medicine emanated from him.

What kind of expression should I use to face my father? A feeling of emptiness welled up in Sawaki's heart.

Myself, let my father down.

The noise outside was getting louder and louder, and the cries of excitement, cries of grief, and bursts of sound came.

Then the carriage stopped.

"Zeki, I'll help you down." Comrades outside the carriage said.

In an instant, from the vast sea of people, Sawaki's father captured Sawaki's name.

What reserve, what ideas, what dreams, all thrown out of the clouds.

"Sawagi? Sawaki? Where is it? I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming! ”

Struggling to squeeze through the crowd, Sawaki's father ran frantically towards the place where Sawaki's name was heard.

"Sawaki, what's wrong?" The comrade-in-arms who was supporting Zemu looked at him stunned, and on Zemu's face, large tears rolled down.

He followed Sawaki's line of sight, where a gray-haired man was crowding through the crowd.

Zemu's body trembled twice, and his voice was choked with self-reproach: "Father! “

Sawaki's father looked at his child in a daze, and he could see at a glance that the child's right leg was already empty.

"Sawaki!"

Big tears dripped down the wrinkles, and there was only one sentence left in the mouth of a thousand words in my heart.

"Go home, let's go home!"

"Let's go home!"

Home, home......

Sawaki, who could no longer be a ninja, threw himself into his father's arms and cried: "Father! Father! ”

"Go home, I'm going home, I'm homesick!"

……

Such a scene played out in all directions, and a feeling of dizziness welled up in Kushina's mind.

"Home?"

"Home?"

"Where's my home?"

For the first time, a sense of absurdity swelled up in Kushina's heart. What kind of medicine did I take to get here, I knew it, I knew that there would be such a scene.

Family? Where is your home? Where are your loved ones? The old woman of Mito has passed away, and she has no relatives anymore, so if it was she who got out of the carriage, what would she see? It will be a deep desolation......

At this moment, a warm hand was placed on Kushina's shoulder.

Jiu Sinai was shocked and turned her head to look.

There, smiling faces like the sun shone brightly.

……

Ming Yuan got out of the carriage silently, without alarming anyone. His eyes swept over this scene, and a strange feeling also rose in his heart.

The system's light curtain brushed up the question: "Does the host feel lonely?" ”

Ming Yuan smiled: "It's okay......"

"A little bit."

Are your relatives in your previous life okay now? No injuries, no illnesses, right?

Ming Yuan's feet did not stop, he planned to bypass the crowd and return to his quiet and secluded house, and it might be a good choice to quietly study ninjutsu and chakra.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in Ming Yuan's ears.

"Really, didn't you see me?"

"It's nerve-wracking, is my sister already old and decrepit, and Brother Mingyuan can't recognize me at a glance in the crowd?"

Ming Yuan turned his head in astonishment.

"You ......"