The so-called heard, that is, it has been affirmed.

Cold sweat broke out from Kotaro's forehead, and he was completely stunned, and an invisible fear enveloped his whole body, making him unable to say a word for a while.

He should have known that in Yuyin Village, nothing could escape the eyes of this leader, and it was indeed discovered.

"What are you nervous about?"

Sanshoyu Hanzo came to him, staring at his stiff face and his voice was flat.

Kotaro wanted to kneel down and spare his life, but because he was nervous, he couldn't. Facing the other party head-on, the huge pressure made him feel weak.

"As your leader, am I one of those stingy men?"

Sanshoyu Hanzo spoke again, with a slight smile in his voice, as if expressing his kindness.

Kotaro was stunned, he breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and then shook his head violently: "Big, adult, dang, of course not!" ”

"It's a good thing to be a ninja and teach it to talented people in the village."

"Isn't it?"

Sanshoyu Hanzo asked rhetorically, staring at Kotaro with a pair of eyes, but all the latter saw was coldness.

"Yes!"

He lowered his head, his body trembling slightly.

"I also believe that Kotaro can teach that chakra refining method to that civilian, then, he must be a very talented person, right?"

The successive questions made Kotaro's mind blank, and he could only respond numbly.

"Yes, he is very talented, and he will definitely become a great ninja in Rain Hidden Village."

When Sanshoyu Hanzo heard this, he suddenly laughed.

"Hahahaha, very good, I look forward to his outstanding performance in the battlefield in the future."

With that, he jerked away from the crowd.

After a full half, Kotaro remained frozen in place until his companion woke him up.

"You're so lucky, Hanzo-sama, that you acquiesced in what you did."

Kotaro's scalp was numb, he swallowed saliva, only he knew, the other party didn't forgive him at all, and the moment he finally left, the cold words only echoed in his ears.

It's only four words, but it's extremely cold.

"Don't take it as an example!"

He was indeed lucky to survive this catastrophe, but I am afraid that there will be countless small shoes to wear in the future, and his fate will be unfortunate.

When everyone dispersed, a ninja wearing a mask came to Kotaro again.

Kotaro tensed, and he recognized that the other party was someone from Hanzo-sama's guard.

"Kotaro, Hanzo-sama has something for me to pass on to you."

"Please!"

Kotaro said immediately.

"Since you taught that person how to become a ninja, then, he should also be a ninja, so bring him with you for tomorrow's memorial ceremony!"

The masked ninja recounted Hanzo's words somewhat mechanically, and even the expression in his eyes became cold.

Kotaro wanted to scold the other party, but he didn't dare, so he could only nod and promise.

"I'll bring him with me."

In the blink of an eye, the masked ninja vanished.

Kotaro only exhaled at this time, and his whole body felt relaxed, but soon, his face became helpless again.

"As I said, Brother Ise, becoming a ninja may be more dangerous."

"What's more, your current strength is probably no different from that of civilians."

That afternoon, Ise met Kotaro.

I saw the helplessness and worry on the other party's face, and sat in front of him and sighed.

"I'm sorry to get you involved in this war, this kind of thing, you shouldn't have been involved in."

"I really shouldn't have given you the method of cultivating chakra."

With a smile on his face, Ise poured a glass of water for the other party: "You and I should be glad that the leader can acquiesce and agree to this incident." ”

"As for getting involved in the war."

After a pause, Ise's expression became serious.

"When the war starts, both ninjas and civilians can't avoid it, isn't it?"

Kotaro was stunned: "Maybe you're right, but I'm still sorry." ”

"There's nothing to be sorry about, I just started cultivating chakra, and with my qualifications, I'm afraid I won't be able to cultivate for a long time."

"With my combat strength, the village won't let me go to the battlefield to die like that, right?"

Ise laughed.

Kotaro opened his mouth, feeling a little ashamed, but he responded to Hanzo-sama, the other party has the talent to become a ninja. According to him, combined with the current situation in the village, I am afraid that Ise will have to be sent to the battlefield in three months at the latest.

"Lord Hanzo said, let you go to the village tomorrow and participate in the memorial ceremony, you have obtained the cultivation method of chakra, and you also have this qualification."

In the end, Kotaro left.

Ise didn't care about this, he didn't know how much time he had left, and when he could go to war, it was unclear if he would still be alive.

As for a character like Hanzo, he doesn't care about a little person like him at all.

In other words, apart from the fact that he has entered Hanzo's eyes, his life does not have any impact, and it is still necessary to do what to do.

In the early morning of the second day, in Yuyin Village, there was a flat land covered with grass.

One by one, the figures came here silently, holding white paper flowers in their hands, just standing there quietly, staring ahead, the square black dots.

Each square black dot represents a lost human life. Of course, these people are all ninjas who died on the battlefield, ordinary civilians who died, and they are not even qualified to leave their names, and it is even more impossible to have a burial place.

"Ise, here."

As soon as Ise walked here, Kotaro greeted him in a low voice.

"Have you started?"

Lowering his voice, Ise blended into the crowd, came to Kotaro's side, and asked softly.

"Not yet, but soon."

Kotaro said, his expression a little heavy.

Being on such an occasion, being infected by the atmosphere, naturally I can't be happy.

Ise didn't speak again, he looked over the crowd and saw the layers of steps in front of him, densely packed with squares of black dots, and his pupils contracted.

There is no end in sight, dead silence, a low breath spreads, and the rain in the sky becomes quiet at this moment.

Each black dot represents a dead life.

Ise froze there, and for the first time he felt the cold, cold, and cruel reality of this world.

He faced the death of the war!

They were all new graves, and he couldn't even estimate how many there were. And these are all ninjas, and the number of deaths among civilians is even more impossible to count.

War is a meat grinder!

The words echoed in Ise's ears, causing him to clench his fists.

"The bodies of many people have been left on the battlefield and cannot be recovered."

In his ears, Kotaro's whisper sounded.

"The mood is heavy, isn't it? But war is like this, and it is necessary to take it easy, because no one knows if they will be the next person to lie here. ”

"Or perhaps, the body is buried in the frontline position, and it is forever disqualified to return to its homeland."