“......”

"That's the way it is."

Deidara's eyebrows are lowered, her lips are chapped, and her immature face reveals the vicissitudes of her age.

He had just finished reporting his previous experience to the three men in the tent.

The ghost shark threw a brand new white robe to block Deidara's body, and after Deidara was dressed, Izumi threw a "I understand" look, stepped forward slowly, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted:

"That's what it's like to lose someone around us, and it's a feeling that makes us grow, even though I'd rather not have it."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth on both sides of the spring subconsciously hooked, and the hatred in his eyes flashed.

The ghost shark quietly watched Deidara look at Deidara at this time across the table, Deidara's incident reminded him of his own experience, once as a misty ninja, he killed countless so-called companions, and he still remembers what a misty woman said when she killed her-

"Ghost shark, you must be living a miserable life."

At that time, he seemed to have no heart, so cold-blooded that he didn't have the slightest emotion, but he just thought that what this person said was very interesting and remembered it.

However, after coming to the country of waves, after experiencing a completely different life, he would often dream of that scene, and the empty memories of life would also come to his mind, intertwined with the dream.

The ghost shark grinned and whispered:

"My previous life was really miserable."

The ghost shark himself doesn't know when he began to like to watch and witness the birth of a pair of bonds silently behind his back, that kind of pure and beautiful feelings, which are strange to him, unattainable, but have a very strong attraction to him.

Terumi and Mima, Haku and Kimimaro, Izumi and his people, Deidara and his demolition troops, and the ninjas of the country of waves, one pair after another, one group after another.

It is precisely because of witnessing these sentient beings that he feels that this world is no longer false, but a real world with flesh and blood, songs and wine, affection and righteousness.

He looked at Deidara again, who was standing opposite, with a hint of seriousness on his cold face:

"Don't let down that companion's sacrifice."

After speaking, he buried his head in summarizing today's information.

Moments later, the ghost shark handed the scroll filled with information to the shadow clone, who flipped the scroll in his hand and disappeared.

This is the use of spatial ninjutsu created by Mianma according to the Heavenly Sending Technique and the discussion of the Water Gate, only the dead object is transmitted, and the other side is received by the imprint on the shadow clone or the body, and only a small amount of chakra is consumed to transmit information over long distances.

The ghost shark sat back at the command table, pulled out a small scroll from the ninja bag, spread it out on it very preciously, and began to write and write, from the perspective of the face and numbness, you could vaguely see the words "Scroll of Bonds" written on the seal of the scroll.

The shadow clone then comforted:

"The deceased is gone, but the important thing is that the living can feel something, and if you can grow and create new art because of it, that's the best way to be worthy of him."

For Ma, these Yao members who get along with him day and night are the real partners, the ones who can accompany him to the end, he is happy to see Deidara grow, but he doesn't want to make him depressed.

After hearing this, Deidara closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, and suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at him with a serious and serious gaze, leaned on his feet, performed a standard military salute, and said in a deep voice:

"General, those who died showed the supreme art with their lives, and I, as the most incompetent artist, am willing to accept the punishment!"

Deidara felt that his heart was being tightly strangled by self-blame, and he could destroy the lives of others with bombs at will, but those lives could never include those who recognized him!

After hearing Deidara's request for punishment, his face was numb and his brows furrowed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he knocked on the command table in front of him:

"This time you have compensated for your merits and demerits, protect those who are willing to follow you, the dead cannot be resurrected, go down with their will!"

Deidara was slightly stunned at first, and then quickly recovered her demeanor, straightened her back, and seriously reassured:

"General! Art is life! I will go to the end with those who support me and bring their will to create the ultimate art that will attract the attention of the world! ”

After Deidara regained his ambitions, he breathed a sigh of relief on his face, but sighed in his heart:

"In fact, the people under my hands value life more than me, perhaps because there are too many lives in my hands, and I slowly begin to ignore life."

I once asked myself in the bottom of my heart if there was anyone in this world who could make him give up his life to save.

Maybe only Terumi Ming, or maybe it also includes his younger brother Naruto, and his parents who have not yet been resurrected, and the rest will probably be saved within their means. As for the ordinary ninjas and civilians of the country of waves, he may just use them as tools for his own hands.

He never thought of himself as a noble person who would give his life in vain for the sake of ants, let alone a retrograde worthy of reverence. He is just a walker who focuses on himself, a promoter, who guides the development of the story and witnesses the light of everyone.

When everyone in the tent was immersed in their respective spiritual worlds, there were suddenly four more figures in the open space next to the shadow clone, and the shadow clone turned into smoke and dissipated.

The other three stared at the clearing warily, then relieved when they saw the familiar faces of the four.

The people who came were the four people who stayed in the headquarters of Red Lotus Island, including Mian Ma and Zhao Meiming.

The face of the main body of the face who had just received the memory of the shadow clone glanced at the companions around him with a complicated expression, and finally his eyes fell on Terumi Ming again, and the hand holding her tightened unconsciously.

The ghost shark looked at the Yao organization where all the members were gathered, put down the pen in his hand, and asked with a grin:

"It is said that yesterday there were a few rebels in red cloud robes who swaggered through the city of the Vortex and boarded the ship to the fog hide, is this how the commander and the general came?"

Terumi nodded and said solemnly:

"The Akatsuki organization will arrive at Porari Island in less than a few hours, and this time we will take them by surprise while they and Fog Hidden are not in a hurry to kill them before."