Terumi Ming, who was interrupted by the kitchen knife man, looked unhappy, and listened to his provocative words even more angrily.

"Boiling Escape: Skillful Mist Technique!"

A puff of smoke spit out of Terumi's mouth and dispersed towards the robbers. The civilians looked at the smoke coming from front of them, and as soon as they showed fear and tried to flee, they were enveloped in the rapidly spreading smoke, and heart-rending screams lingered in the alleys.

After a few breaths, the smoke cleared, and the alley returned to its previous emptiness, leaving only the three of them standing.

Mian Ma first broke the silence and exclaimed against Mei Ming:

"Is this the unique ninjutsu of Hadesang? The effect is amazing! ”

Jun Malu looked at the people who had disappeared, and his breath was suffocated, but he still said stubbornly:

"My lord, I can do better than Lord Hades! Please forgive me for not intervening and killing them sooner. ”

Terumi has a flat face, her upbringing has always been accompanied by learning, practicing ninjutsu and using ninjutsu to kill, but gradually she finds that these killings do not change anything, but make the current water country even more miserable.

The three of them continued to return the same way, and when they returned to the place where she had given the man before, she suddenly looked surprised, the door of the room had been destroyed, and she craned her neck to look into the room, but her feet did not move a step forward.

"Let's go in and have a look." Mian Ma pointed to the house with his chin, but his voice was flat as usual.

Terumi took a few steps forward and stepped into the room, and the smell of blood instantly became stronger. Lying on the ground was the body of a man, with multiple bruises from the beating of sticks and an apparently fatal knife wound. On the top of the bed lay a middle-aged woman with the same fatal wound, her pleading look still fixed on her face.

Terumi opened the corpse on the ground, and it was the man who had begged her not long ago, and the food and money just now were gone.

She looked at the scene inside the room in a daze, despair slowly emerging on her face.

She has killed countless ninjas on the battlefield, and she has also injured countless civilians in her missions, and her hands are full of resentful spirits, but this is the first time that her kindness has cost her family's life.

"You already knew, didn't you?"

After a moment of silence, Terumi asked, her voice slightly hoarse.

Mian Ma looked at her calmly:

"Yes, I've seen countless similar tragedies when I was begging for a living. Helping is death, not helping or dying. What's the difference? Have you ever thought about what could really save these people? ”

While she was speaking, Zhao Meiming walked to a wall and stood still, and suddenly stretched out her right fist and smashed it against the wall, cracks came out, and after she withdrew her hand, she asked hysterically and shouted:

"Kill, they die; Kindness will also make them die. How am I going to save this damn country, this damn village! ”

In the past two days, she has seen too many dark sides of this country, rioting blood families, boatmen like black bamboo poles, starvation begging on the streets, and mobs who do all kinds of evil, and what is even more sad is that these scenes are played out every day, but she has never cared, so what is she fighting for her country?

She can kill every day, or she can go to relief every day, as long as it is for the sake of her ideal village, but when nothing can change, what can she do as a ninja.

Mian Ma was silent for a while, and when Zhao Meiming's mood calmed down a little, he comforted him loudly:

"Civilians will only steal peace; Ninja will only obey and kill; The manager of a village only thinks about his own interests; The ruler of a kingdom is only greedy for pleasure. Where is there any hope for such a kingdom?

"Only when you know more, see more, and feel more, will your heart, your instrument, surpass everyone in this country. Only then can you really change the country. ”

Terumi was deeply immersed in the numb words, and her brain was thinking quickly, but she didn't care that these words were so incompatible with his identity and status.

While she was thinking, Mian Ma silently led the two of them out of the residential area quickly and arrived at the post station. Looking at the street full of light and beauty, the two behind them were in a trance for a while.

Mian Ma suddenly asked with interest:

"Jun Mario, do you have any feelings?"

The latter raised his white little face and replied calmly:

"In this world, the most worthless thing is the lives of civilians, who are powerless to protect themselves, others are full of malice, and ninjas are high."

Terumi Ming's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she immediately seemed to have figured out something, as if she had a new problem.

Mian Ma didn't care about her changeable expression, and said to Jun Malu with a smile:

"It's an interesting perspective, and that's the reality that the managers who should be most concerned about civilians don't care about civilians at all, and civilians are left to fend for themselves. Let's go, let's go to the water capital to feel the aristocratic life. ”

The three of them stepped onto a carriage of a post station, and a middle-aged coachman controlled the carriage and slowly drove towards the water capital.

As the carriage moved forward, the surrounding environment changed from a bustling street market to a silent jungle.

Terumi remembered the words of the face numb, and couldn't help but ask the coachman who was driving the horse:

"Uncle, what do you think of ninjas?"

The middle-aged coachman drove the horse and peeked cautiously into the carriage:

"Ninja, do you mean those who brought disaster to the Land of Water?"

The coachman's tone was tinged with hatred:

"In the past, ninjas didn't interfere with each other's world, and although life was not good, at least there was hope. Now..."

He sighed and spoke:

"I heard from a colleague that a few days ago, a ninja killed the driver who picked him up after completing a mission, and the body was incomplete, alas... Now we are all living in fear, for fear of offending Lord Ninja one day. However, seeing that you are dressed like nobles in the water capital, I really envy you people. ”

As early as the boat on the island of the water, Zhao Meiming took off the ninja forehead guard at the request of the face hemp, according to the face Ma - this is a private interview with the micro service and does not want people to know that it is the ninja who protects him. So the people I met along the way thought that the two were nobles, and the Jun Malu who followed them was an attendant.

After a short silence, Terumi said with difficulty:

"Uncle, do you think the land of water would be better off without ninjas?"

The coachman thought for a moment and slowly shook his head:

"I don't know, but at least it can't be worse than it is now."

After listening to Terumi, she asked softly to the face next to her:

"Kaede-kun, what does a ninja mean to civilians?"

Mian Ma thought of Konoha, thought of the roots, and thought of his father:

"Ninjas are a very peculiar existence in this world, because of their power, they are above the commoners, but because of the system, they have to be subservient to the nobility and the daimyo. Most of these people are no different in essence from civilians, but they are like children who have suddenly gained strength, some of their hearts have not changed, and some of them are reckless. ”

Mian Ma paused, as if it was time left for Terumi to digest, and spoke again:

"If the daimyo and nobles who control the power of the country are obsessed with the wind and snow and do not care about the lives of the common people, the head of the ninja village, also known as 'Shadow', becomes the representative of a country. If this 'Shadow' values life, then the ninja below will naturally love every living being, and if this 'Shadow' does not care about the life and death of those under him, then the ninja will also ignore life. ”

Terumi listened to the words that seemed to be implicitly pointed, and thought of the first generation of Mizukage of Fog Shadow Village and the current fourth generation of Mizukage. Once a village under the control of the original Mizukage, it is said that ninjas and civilians get along well, and people live and work peacefully on Kirikage Island. During the reign of the four generations of Mizukage, ninjas treated civilians like ants, and their lives were like mustards, and they were used and discarded at will, causing civilians to be very afraid of ninjas.

Then the face of the numb conversation turned around:

"Of course, Shadow can only govern the ninja and the people under his rule. This time, I came to the Water City to meet the great nobleman Mihashi, who is also the Minister of Finance of the Water Country. I hope this trip can bring you the answer in your heart. ”

After speaking, he leaned his head back, closed his eyes and recuperated, leaving only Zhaomei to ponder on the side.