The sky is getting darker and darker, the red rays of the horizon are gradually narrowing, and the cold wind is howling again and again.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Fire Nation Wasteland is extremely large, and the deeper you go, the more you can feel the biting chill of the wind.

Unlike in the past, the wind on this day was mixed with a strong rancid smell.

"Damn, it's ...... again"

Nara Shikamaru's face turned pale and looked at the familiar tragic situation in front of him.

The crooked village is in shambles, and what should have been smoke is now covered with blood and crumbling rubble.

As the last rays of sunlight faded, the shadows were like death, and there was no sound except for the constant whistling of the wind.

"Maybe there are survivors, let's look for them again!"

The green muscles burst out of the autumn road Ding Ji clenched his fists tightly and walked towards the ruins step by step.

"Ding Ci, don't go ......"

Yamanaka Ino, who had already probed with perceptual ninjutsu, covered his trembling lips, as if he was suppressing something.

Along the way, the tragedy I have seen is not only that.

However, Autumn Dao Dingji didn't stop, he wanted to see it with his own eyes! will give up!

When they saw this, they followed.

"Looks like it's ...... here, too"

While the three of them were searching through the ruins, Ape Fei Asma, who had taken a step earlier to track down other clues, appeared behind the three of them, frowning and exhaling a long puff of smoke.

"The same is true of the four villages to the east, littered with corpses......

"Bastard, this is a completely purposeless slaughter......"

Nara Shikamaru stroked the remaining blood on the ground and gritted his teeth and stood up.

Along the way, Asmaban separately explored dozens of villages, and the tragic situation was no exception.

The killer seems to be extremely familiar with the methods of the Konoha ninja. Not the slightest trace was left.

And the more remote the place, the earlier the tragedy will happen.

But having said that, Nara Shikamaru clearly knew that the murderer's purpose was by no means a simple killing......

Unconsciously, Nara Shikamaru pointed at each other, and his mind was constantly filtering the clues along the way.

"Strange, these corpses ......"

Nara Shikamaru's mind involuntarily came up with the bloody scene of someone's shinobi exam.

Unlike someone's brutality, the fatal wound to the corpse in this incident was only in the throat, and the integrity of the corpse was extremely high.

"It's as if the murderer is deliberately protecting...... It doesn't make sense......"

"There are too many dead, and along the way, I also met a lot of ninja monks from the Fire Temple searching for suspects."

Feeling a little helpless, Ape Fei Asma rubbed his fingertips to crush the cigarette butt, scattered it in the wind, and sighed:

"Class 9 is also here, and I've already sent out the assembly signal, just wait here and see if they find anything."

"That's all it can be......"

Nara Shikamaru, who felt as if he had caught something, responded absentmindedly.

Even if he knew that he couldn't stop the killer head-on, the chances of finding the killer were slim.

Not to mention the ninth class, even if the ninth class comes, there is nothing to be done......

The night wind became more and more frenzied, and the gale that swirled around in the Temple of Fire whined in front of the stupa, as if someone was sobbing and weeping.

The temple was unusually quiet, and even the sound of hurried footsteps was fleeting.

Most of the ninja monks of the Fire Temple had been sent out, and the recent events had made Jiro feel an inexplicable unease.

However, now, more important people appeared in the Temple of Fire, and the uneasiness in his heart was instantly drowned out by the guilt that had been suppressed for a long time.

Di Lu, who was stopped at the entrance of the cemetery by Xianglian, looked at the small figure in front of the relics stupa for a long time with gloomy eyes, and didn't know what to say.

"Heaven Descends"

After Yan Yan entered the Temple of Fire, he did not go to see Dilu, but only asked the monk who knew where the old monk was buried and sat here quietly.

Di Lu knew that Yan Yan was complaining about him? He had also resented himself all these years, but there were some things he had to do, and Shan and Master had to do them.

"Don't blame me for not coming back to see you, I know you're going to have to come to me sooner or later? I'd love to see how surprised you old fellow looked. ”

Yan Yan patted the stupa expectantly.

"But since you're passing by, should you come in and have a look? Otherwise, you will blame me next time we meet. ”

Yan Yan chattered about the future that he could see, sat in front of the stupa with a pot of sake in his hand, and spilled some on the stupa from time to time.

"Don't tell me you don't drink, I don't believe it, and you can't stop me from drinking."

"Senior Brother Dilu has been standing there for a long time? Don't even dare to come and stop me, huh? Let that guy continue to blow the cold wind. ”

In just a hundred years of life, some people want to live a very boring life, can't laugh, cry or cry? Don't dare to say it? Don't dare to do it.

I don't know when Yan Yan was extremely disgusted with the character of the earth and land.

Some of the truths he understands? But the old monk Shan He is not only the master of the earth and land, but also his master......

It's like the mountain and the old monk are really in front of him, Konoha tedious chores? The height that is always ridiculed by the family, the disobedient sister, and the younger brother who has no known sexual orientation are being chattered by Yan Yan at this moment.

It's much easier to talk to a dead person than a living person, at least without having to pull out a skull-crusher hammer to convince people that they're not.

Yan Yan felt like a real monk, a monk who could talk to the undead all the time about dawn.

"Master, I have seen the path taken by these guys, there are too many wrong things here, and for the sake of the so-called forbearance, they have left their humanity behind, focused on killing, and focused on destruction."

"History is always similar, these so-called careerists are some cheap bones who don't remember what they eat, and if they can't implant pain and fear in their bone marrow, those who want to live in peace will never have peace."

"Maybe one day this blood will be accidentally spilled on you, please forgive me, don't scold me when we meet again......"

"After all......"

"The last demon is the savior."

"You said yes, Master."

This almost overnight conversation was more like Yan Yan's quest for self-liberation, and he clearly knew what kind of turmoil the seemingly undisturbed ninja world in front of him would set off in the future.

The destructive power of the Fourth Ninja War can only make ordinary people wait for death, and the reason for the war is actually just for a woman.

From the perspective of an onlooker, you will be moved by such love, but only when you are in the middle of it will you realize what a ridiculous and boring reason it is.

Just like those villagers who were killed like mustard, the innocent and powerless can only wait for death in ignorance.

As for what he died for?

The reasons will only be more boring than the other.

"Scorching Mulberry ......"

Kurama Yakumo, who hurried from outside the cemetery, was also stopped by Kao.

With Kagura's heart, Xiangyan clearly felt the sadness and suffering of Yan Yan's seemingly free and easy.

She didn't know how to comfort Yan Yan, so it was better not to bother, and it would be good to just talk to herself and vent it.

Still, the sound reached Yanyan's ears.

Some hazy red eyes turned.

"Oh, here it is."

"Who's coming?"

Di Lu looked at the corners of Yan Yan's mouth with an unclear smile in confusion, but Yan Yan didn't pay attention to it.

"Well, it's like Yan Yan Sangchai......"

In Xiang Li's dissatisfied eyes, Kurama Yakumo shrugged helplessly and walked towards the flames.

"But the air has found Asmaban's assembly signal, and plans to bring them back first."

On the way from Konoha, Yan Yan found that the slaughtered villages were not only remote, but also villages that were closer to the Temple of Fire and the Konoha outpost.

So much so that the ninjas at the Konoha outpost and the ninja monks at the Temple of Fire were mobilized to a farther distance for protection and patrolling.

Oh, it's just a matter of turning the tiger away from the mountain.

Yan Yan didn't remind Di Lu, maybe it was revenge, he just wanted to stay by the side of the mountain and the old monk.

As for the others, it is good to be dug up, those guys who dragged the mountain and the old monk to death, Yan Yan can't wait to dig them out and whip the corpse with his own hands.

"Oh no! Preside! ”

At this moment, a panicked voice came from outside the cemetery.

"Hokane-sama's coffin ......"

Before the words fell, Di Lu's eyes changed when he looked at Yan Yan, and he shot towards the outside of the Temple of Fire in an instant.