Tsunade's comfort eased a little, but she could still see that there was a hint of darkness between her eyebrows.

The broken death and the whereabouts of the rope tree are unknown, so that this originally strong woman almost fainted for a while.

After seeing that the other party's mood had calmed down, he and Orochimaru left here, and the two were silent all the way, and only after they came to the riverside did they stop.

"You've seen all that information, right?"

Orochimaru said lightly.

"Well, I see."

Jiraiya nodded.

"You should be thankful for the guy who was able to use Mu Dun, otherwise, Tsunade might have found out earlier and died."

Orochimaru's voice was cold, as if he didn't have the slightest emotion.

"Hehe, probably."

Jiraiya smiled bitterly.

"White Fang is not the kind of person who can suppress information, so the person who suppresses information is you, Zilaiye."

"You don't seem to be stupid at all when it comes to your sweetheart."

Orochimaru sneered.

Jiraiya was silent, and after a moment he raised his head and looked at his companion: "Don't tell Tsunade about this." ”

He was indeed hiding the news of Tsunade while he was concentrating on the information of the Thousand Hands Ise.

It wasn't until recently, when the news of the rope tree came, that it couldn't be suppressed anymore.

If Tsunade hadn't been too sad, I'm afraid he would have noticed the difference in time between the two pieces of information.

"War is really cruel, I don't care who you are, and I don't care who you are."

Orochimaru sighed.

Self-coming is also silent.

Sooner or later, the suppressed news will erupt, and what will happen when Tsunade sees the unbearable tragedy of Tsunade soon?

There may be clues to the rope tree, but no one knows for sure whether it is alive or not.

It's just that people should still have some hope, right?

"The appearance before death is very miserable, can she accept it?"

Orochimaru asked suddenly.

Jiraiya turned away, not wanting to answer the question.

On the other side, Ise was carrying a rope tree, and the two of them had approached the small village in front of them in the rain and fog.

"It's quiet."

Rope Tree muttered with a hat and a robe.

Ise looks ahead, and the perception clearly reflects the posture and number of people on the street in front of him.

"It's quiet, indeed."

He nodded in response.

No sound was heard, and the whole village seemed fairly quiet.

When they stepped into the village, the footsteps of the two of them were slightly paused.

Ise's gaze was solemn, and Rope was full of sympathy.

On both sides of the street, under the dilapidated eaves, water droplets were falling, and corpses that had long since lost their lives were placed in a scattered place.

Not far away, there was a sitting sluggish man, with no light in his eyes, and there was no hope.

There are also people who are doing something on their own, muttering a few words from time to time, and then showing a weird smile on their faces, which makes people shudder, as if they are crazy.

The two stepped into the village.

When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I saw more normal people.

"Let's get used to it, these guys only became like this after the impact of the war."

"Wandering all the way again, wandering, when they come here, some people are stronger and cheer up again, and some don't, they go crazy and wait for death day by day."

The man who sold the pancakes said.

Ise nodded, paid the other party, took the pancake, handed a piece of rope tree, and the two of them ate silently, not in a good mood.

"Teacher, is Konoha doing something wrong?"

Rope Tree asked suddenly.

There may be something wrong with the rain ninja village, but Konoha is not necessarily righteous, and the rope tree didn't realize it when he was in it, but as the teacher traveled, he saw a different scene.

At the very least, these civilians are innocent, but they have been harmed in this war.

"In war, there is no right and wrong, only victory and defeat."

Ise said lightly.

"Different positions determine the justice and evil of different sides of the war, and in your opinion, the enemy ninjas outside of Konoha are evil."

"But in their eyes, how can Konoha not be an intruder?"

The rope tree listened, and the baked cake in his hand suddenly became unfragrant.

"Alas!"

After a moment, he sighed.

But soon, he cheered up again, looked at the teacher who got up, and suddenly understood. The teacher is to make himself more clear about the meaning of war, and to better cope with life in the future.

Only by increasing knowledge can we have a deep understanding of life, and in the ideological realm, we will inevitably improve.

"There's no one here!"

"Where the hell did they go, Nagato?"

"It seems that the original book mentioned that Nagato had seen the situation of the three ninja battles, so he made up his mind to apprentice, and I still have to go to the north, the place where Konoha and Yuyin Village are fighting."

Ise thought to himself, a distressed expression on his face.

"But further north, some battles, I'm afraid it can't be avoided!"

"I'm still weak, it's embarrassing."

At this moment, the rope tree also followed.

"Teacher, let's stay in this village for a while."

Ise turned around, a puzzled expression.

"They're all pitiful!"

The rope tree looked at the street on both sides, where there were lonely adults waiting numbly, but there were also children gathered in a group, shivering.

But the difference is that the children's eyes are still full of light.

"They're all the same age as me, teacher."

Rope tree said.

"They, like you, are optimistic about the future."

Ise suddenly laughed.

Children who can survive the war and still have light in their eyes have hope. He suddenly had an idea that lingered in his mind.

"Give them these baked cakes."

Throwing the burden on his back, which was supposed to be used as dry food, to Rope Tree, Ise commanded.

"Yes, Teacher!"

The latter replied excitedly, turned and ran to the children.

"The major ninja villages regard the method of cultivating chakra as the biggest secret, and they are unwilling to pass this method on to civilians."

"But this notion is, in my opinion, backward."

"What a lag!"

Ise's eyes lit up.

Compared to ninjas, the number of civilians is even larger, if you abandon the concept and teach these homeless children to cultivate chakra.

In a few years, there may not be any talented ninjas.

When Rope Tree ran back again, Ise had deep eyes and a voice full of emotion.

"These homeless children who have lost their parents are the most pitiful in the war."

"Do you know what a ninja does when they face these children? Rope tree. ”

Rope Tree looked puzzled: "Will you take them in?" ”

"Will kill them!"

"Qualified ninjas are the tools of the state to kill people, in order to prevent these children from suffering more in the future. They will not hesitate to strike and cut off their future. ”

Ise's cold words made Rope Tree's whole body tremble, revealing a shocked gaze.

"Go and ask them, is there anyone willing to come with us?"

"There is not much you can do for a teacher, but if you can give a little more light, let's have more!"