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Chapter 45 Memory
Chapter 45 Memory
Just walking into this barren world, the sky is spinning, and Broken Blade seems to have stepped into the clouds of time. Some memories that have been hidden deep in his heart these years have gradually emerged, like a dirty and fluffy ball, little by little. The tugging of the thread, and then everything slowly expands.
This thread was like a lead leading to hell, dragging Duan Ren's thoughts down, and an indescribable sadness flooded his heart.
In those years, Duan Ren was still young, but he was a time traveler. When he began to observe the world from the perspective of an adult, he realized that he still underestimated the darkness of this ninja world.
Fortunately, he also has a warm father and a gentle mother.
At that time, he could still go to ninja school reluctantly and make some extremely naive friends.
He always thought that this kind of life would continue. He knew the direction of the story. He thought that as long as he used a little effort, everything would change under his persuasion. shredded.
That year, the ninja world was in chaos. From the land of thunder in the north to the land of fire in the south, the land of water in the east and the land of earth in the west were separated by the land of fire. They were able to fight, and the war situation became more and more serious. It became more and more serious. On that day, the third Hokage who took office in a hurry came and had a conversation with his father, Sakumo Hatake.
"Sakumo, I hope that your Hatake clan will show more combat power to deal with the current difficulties. Konoha needs more powerful ninjas to defeat the power of other countries!"
Hatake Sakumo frowned deeply, and he said to the third generation in helpless and pleading words: "But, our Hatake clan is running out..."
Sandai didn't speak, turned around and left, and in the next few days, countless lobbyists came to the door, talking about the current situation and so on, ignoring Hatake Sakumo's great achievements on the battlefield, and now it's just his rest time. Pao, scheming and secretly speaking, doing everything.
Duan Ren, who was still young, watched all this in astonishment, only to realize that the plot had already begun, and no one could end well in this situation. The mastermind behind them was called fate.
Duan Ren found Sakumo Hatake and said angrily, "Father, why don't other families try their best to drive our Hatake family to a dead end?"
Hearing these words, Hatake Sakumo, who always loved him, changed his face suddenly, and slapped him across the face.
Duan Ren didn't care, thinking of the four dirty characters of the will of fire, he smiled mockingly, and said, "You only want to push the Hatake family into the fire pit for your military exploits? Everyone else knows how to preserve their strength. Only you will push your clansmen into the pit of fire for that worthless battle."
Hatake Sakumo didn't express his surprise at why his son, who had always been as silent as gold, could make such an ear-splitting voice. Hatake Sakumo just looked at his own Hokage and said nothing. From that day on, Hatake Sakumo became taciturn. , with a gloomy face.
What happened later, all the combatants of the Hatake clan went to the battlefield, including women, including the mother who had just given birth to Kakashi.
Later, my mother died, died on the battlefield, and Broken Blade sat quietly in front of the tombstone in the cemetery, trying to recall every bit about her, her laughter, her angry sound, the rustling of the cane on her ass , she always likes to cook, even though her level is not very good, she still cooks with her heart, sometimes she will cook a bowl of soup, and she will stand in front of the stove for hours... Duanren knows that she is for herself, only because of herself The mouth is too tricky.
Duan Ren still clearly remembered that before she left, she took him to Kakashi's cradle and said with a smile: "Little Duan Ren, take good care of little Kakashi."
Later, more and more members of the Hatake clan died, and every day seemed to be a funeral. There were not many people left in the Hatake family, but his father, the high-ranking and famous Hatake Sakumo, seemed to have nothing to do. No, all these things can't even arouse his mood swings.
Duan Ren looked at these calmly, and his expression became more and more calm. He understood that he was also a person with a cold nature, so why should he mock others.
He just needs to keep these hatreds silently in his heart.
In the illusion, everything became more and more blurred, Duan Ren bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and used extremely strong willpower to see and feel, wanting to see the appearance of the person deep in his memory again, her every frown and smile , her praises and reprimands, etc., but the person who was still in his mind just now has disappeared, and even those memories that have been forgotten but have been turned up do not know where they went. Duan Ren looked back. , I only saw a few people dressed in rags and hunched who didn't know whether they were minions or beggars rushed over.
That's another story.
……
……
As time goes by, Duan Ren is becoming more and more withdrawn, and few people can enter his life, except for little Kakashi.
One day, Hatake Sakumo took Duan Ren out of Konoha and walked so far that Duan Ren could not distinguish the direction and distance at all.
Somewhere, Hatake Sakumo left him.
Duan Ren hid behind the trees in the dense forest, shivering from the cold, watching everything around him with vigilant eyes.
He was still spotted, and when he turned his head, several ragged, bony people who didn't know whether they were minions or beggars rushed towards him.
Duan Ren began to run desperately, the shoes on his feet ran away, and finally his left foot was cut by a stone on the road at some point, blood was flowing, and he couldn't run anymore.
His position seemed to be even more unfavorable. A group of yellow and thin people rushed out from the forest, staring at him with glowing eyes, and licked their extremely dirty teeth with their yellow tongues.
There is no one who can't die in a war, but the most difficult thing is the person who can't die and can't live.
There are many such people.
Duan Ren struggled to retreat, suddenly he bumped into something and tripped over, he glanced at it, it was a corpse, no, it should be just a pile of skeletons, all the flesh on the corpse had been eaten away .
There is a pot next to it, which is boiling a thick soup with a tempting aroma.
Everyone gathered around, looking at Duan Ren with green eyes, this green light was much colder than the wolf that Duan Ren had seen.
"It's a pity that he is a child, and he doesn't have a few catties of meat on him."
"That's not good…"
"What do you care about now? If you feel bad, why don't you jump into the pot yourself, liberate yourself and save others."
The leader of the hungry people opened his mouth, looked at Duanren with a smile, and said weakly: "Little baby, there is a pot next to you, jump into it, and we will help you take a bath."
Duan Ren looked at them and said threateningly: "I am a ninja, I have learned ninjutsu in the ninja school, try it."
Everyone laughed together, and looked at Duan Ren with hatred: "Try it, try it, the ninja is better."
There was a dead silence in Duan Ren's heart. What he learned in the ninja school was not enough to deal with such a large group of people, although this group of people seemed to have little strength left.
After all, he is too young, his chakra condensation is only a little, his body is small, and his strength is also small. The boxing kung fu learned in school is just a show without the most basic strength and speed.
In the end, it was Sakumo Hatake who appeared and killed everyone. His knife was fast, and he killed without blood. Usually, this person fell down straight like a piece of wood without making a sound—try it and die .
These people fell to the ground, and what came out of the wound was not blood, but yellow pulp.
Hatake Sakumo took Duan Ren away and explained on the way: "These cannibals are the ones who hand over their souls to the god of death. They should go to hell."
Hatake Sakumo took him to stop and go all the way, and visited many places. The fields are no longer cultivated, and the villages are empty. The forest is a good place for these victims. Picking bark to satisfy hunger, along the way, corpses covered all places where eyes could see, and a layer of blood putty was clearly visible on the surface of the river.
There are also some people who sat silently in their own farmland, did not cry, and showed various emotions such as numbness, helplessness, sadness, and pain in their eyes.
Duan Ren looked at all this blankly, not knowing what to do, he is a time traveler, his mind is an adult, but he has nothing to do with this kind of thing.
Hatake Sakumo said to him: "Some people have given their souls to the god of death, while others haven't. They are still struggling. The culprit of all this is war. No one can explain the cause of the war."
"But the only way to save the souls of those people is to end the war."
Duan Ren didn't show any expression, but just clenched his fists tighter. He looked at Sakumo Hatake and said after a long silence: "You say that, it's just an excuse."
Sakumo Hatake was extremely sad, and said: "Our fate is fate, and their fate is also fate, there is no difference."
Duan Ren stubbornly shook his head, clenched his fists tighter, and said clearly, "It's not the same."
Hatake Sakumo didn't say anything, and returned to Konoha with the broken blade.
The three-year-old little Kakashi happily ran out to meet him. At this moment, Duan Ren finally grinned.
This is the second story.
……
……
After that experience, did he forgive Hatake Sakumo?Duan Ren couldn't even explain clearly, he only roughly remembered that he only shed two tears at that time, no more.
Perhaps time is the best medicine.
In the blink of an eye, that day came again. There was a heavy thunderstorm, and Sakumo Hatake's bedroom was dimly lit. He sat at the table and touched the dagger, looked at Duanren expressionlessly, and asked, "Do you know the voices in the village?"
"Hmm." Duan Ren replied.
Hatake Sakumo already has forehead lines on his face. When you are immersed in the impression that this man is very powerful, you will only find that this man is old when you take a look occasionally.
"What do you think?" Hatake Sakumo asked.
Duan Ren felt that the atmosphere was not right, and cursed loudly: "Those people who can only open their mouths to fart are all weak people in life. They only envy others' strength, and they only want to pull people who are stronger than him from their heights."
Hatake Sakumo shook his head, not much emotion could be seen from his eyes, his thick arms trembled suddenly, and then he coughed.
Duan Ren stretched out his hand to help him calm his breath.
Hatake Sakumo waved his hand to signal Duan Ren to leave, and said lightly, "I'm tired and want to sleep..."
Duan Ren retreated silently.
That night, something happened. His father, the always strong and lofty Hatake Sakumo, committed suicide!
The thunderstorm is a tribute to the death of this strong man!
Duan Ren's emotions are very complicated, a little bit annoyed, a little sad, and a lot of complaints. He didn't use all his strength on this incident, and usually just made a few insinuations. He didn't want to say more. Say more.
So, he pulled out the short knife and white teeth from Hatake Sakumo's belly, and inserted it into his waist.
There was no superfluous expression on his face.
He rushed into the rain, and if his face was covered with water marks, he should be much more comfortable.
He defeated Anbu, hugged the unconscious Kakashi, and walked step by step to the dark place.
Duan Ren will be ten years old this year, already a teenager.
Kakashi was six years old this year.
……
……
It seemed to be in a wasteland of nothingness again, Uchiha Ling's face appeared in the wide sky, and Duan Ren stood on the top of the mountain, staring at him.
They looked at each other for a long time in silence.
A voice full of pity came from Uchiha Ling's mouth: "I didn't expect you to experience so much suffering when you were only nine years old. I didn't expect these sufferings to be so heavy in your heart... This is very interesting."
"Actually, I still want to thank you."
Duan Ren's voice sounded slowly, still indifferently, and said clearly: "I want to thank you for helping me review my memory. There are many, many things. It feels good to review it."
Ling Uchiha smiled contemptuously: "Don't worry, the good show has just been staged."
"Those memories and pain deep in my heart are the last thing a person wants to hear or face. The most vulnerable and helpless place in my heart, what will happen once someone exposes it? Facing the darkest place in my heart corner, what would you do? I'm curious."
"Welcome to my illusion space. I just realized this pair of eyes. You are the first audience. If you don't mind, I like to call it 'people who kill themselves'."
"Take your time and enjoy..."
As soon as Ling Uchiha finished speaking, the scene in front of him changed, Konoha was surrounded by a crowd, and countless civilians were struggling in pain in the fire.
A period of spiritual history, coupled with the changes in the surrounding environment at this moment, is like thousands of needles pricking Duan Ren's soul. The whole Konoha seems to have turned into a sea of knives and fire. Emerging on him, bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
In the confrontation with these mental attacks, Duan Ren became more and more tough, but the further he walked into Konoha Village, the more pressure he received. Although Duan Ren has not yet fallen down, his body is already extremely weak .
He raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and headed towards the familiar Hatake House, where there was also a fire rising to the sky, and he needed to see what happened.
The moment he left, two ninjas flashed out from the side and surrounded him. Ku Daqiu gave him a deep look and shouted: "The Hatake clan rebelled against Konoha, Hatake Broken Blade, let's capture it without a fight."
Duan Ren didn't look back, and went forward.
(End of this chapter)
Just walking into this barren world, the sky is spinning, and Broken Blade seems to have stepped into the clouds of time. Some memories that have been hidden deep in his heart these years have gradually emerged, like a dirty and fluffy ball, little by little. The tugging of the thread, and then everything slowly expands.
This thread was like a lead leading to hell, dragging Duan Ren's thoughts down, and an indescribable sadness flooded his heart.
In those years, Duan Ren was still young, but he was a time traveler. When he began to observe the world from the perspective of an adult, he realized that he still underestimated the darkness of this ninja world.
Fortunately, he also has a warm father and a gentle mother.
At that time, he could still go to ninja school reluctantly and make some extremely naive friends.
He always thought that this kind of life would continue. He knew the direction of the story. He thought that as long as he used a little effort, everything would change under his persuasion. shredded.
That year, the ninja world was in chaos. From the land of thunder in the north to the land of fire in the south, the land of water in the east and the land of earth in the west were separated by the land of fire. They were able to fight, and the war situation became more and more serious. It became more and more serious. On that day, the third Hokage who took office in a hurry came and had a conversation with his father, Sakumo Hatake.
"Sakumo, I hope that your Hatake clan will show more combat power to deal with the current difficulties. Konoha needs more powerful ninjas to defeat the power of other countries!"
Hatake Sakumo frowned deeply, and he said to the third generation in helpless and pleading words: "But, our Hatake clan is running out..."
Sandai didn't speak, turned around and left, and in the next few days, countless lobbyists came to the door, talking about the current situation and so on, ignoring Hatake Sakumo's great achievements on the battlefield, and now it's just his rest time. Pao, scheming and secretly speaking, doing everything.
Duan Ren, who was still young, watched all this in astonishment, only to realize that the plot had already begun, and no one could end well in this situation. The mastermind behind them was called fate.
Duan Ren found Sakumo Hatake and said angrily, "Father, why don't other families try their best to drive our Hatake family to a dead end?"
Hearing these words, Hatake Sakumo, who always loved him, changed his face suddenly, and slapped him across the face.
Duan Ren didn't care, thinking of the four dirty characters of the will of fire, he smiled mockingly, and said, "You only want to push the Hatake family into the fire pit for your military exploits? Everyone else knows how to preserve their strength. Only you will push your clansmen into the pit of fire for that worthless battle."
Hatake Sakumo didn't express his surprise at why his son, who had always been as silent as gold, could make such an ear-splitting voice. Hatake Sakumo just looked at his own Hokage and said nothing. From that day on, Hatake Sakumo became taciturn. , with a gloomy face.
What happened later, all the combatants of the Hatake clan went to the battlefield, including women, including the mother who had just given birth to Kakashi.
Later, my mother died, died on the battlefield, and Broken Blade sat quietly in front of the tombstone in the cemetery, trying to recall every bit about her, her laughter, her angry sound, the rustling of the cane on her ass , she always likes to cook, even though her level is not very good, she still cooks with her heart, sometimes she will cook a bowl of soup, and she will stand in front of the stove for hours... Duanren knows that she is for herself, only because of herself The mouth is too tricky.
Duan Ren still clearly remembered that before she left, she took him to Kakashi's cradle and said with a smile: "Little Duan Ren, take good care of little Kakashi."
Later, more and more members of the Hatake clan died, and every day seemed to be a funeral. There were not many people left in the Hatake family, but his father, the high-ranking and famous Hatake Sakumo, seemed to have nothing to do. No, all these things can't even arouse his mood swings.
Duan Ren looked at these calmly, and his expression became more and more calm. He understood that he was also a person with a cold nature, so why should he mock others.
He just needs to keep these hatreds silently in his heart.
In the illusion, everything became more and more blurred, Duan Ren bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and used extremely strong willpower to see and feel, wanting to see the appearance of the person deep in his memory again, her every frown and smile , her praises and reprimands, etc., but the person who was still in his mind just now has disappeared, and even those memories that have been forgotten but have been turned up do not know where they went. Duan Ren looked back. , I only saw a few people dressed in rags and hunched who didn't know whether they were minions or beggars rushed over.
That's another story.
……
……
As time goes by, Duan Ren is becoming more and more withdrawn, and few people can enter his life, except for little Kakashi.
One day, Hatake Sakumo took Duan Ren out of Konoha and walked so far that Duan Ren could not distinguish the direction and distance at all.
Somewhere, Hatake Sakumo left him.
Duan Ren hid behind the trees in the dense forest, shivering from the cold, watching everything around him with vigilant eyes.
He was still spotted, and when he turned his head, several ragged, bony people who didn't know whether they were minions or beggars rushed towards him.
Duan Ren began to run desperately, the shoes on his feet ran away, and finally his left foot was cut by a stone on the road at some point, blood was flowing, and he couldn't run anymore.
His position seemed to be even more unfavorable. A group of yellow and thin people rushed out from the forest, staring at him with glowing eyes, and licked their extremely dirty teeth with their yellow tongues.
There is no one who can't die in a war, but the most difficult thing is the person who can't die and can't live.
There are many such people.
Duan Ren struggled to retreat, suddenly he bumped into something and tripped over, he glanced at it, it was a corpse, no, it should be just a pile of skeletons, all the flesh on the corpse had been eaten away .
There is a pot next to it, which is boiling a thick soup with a tempting aroma.
Everyone gathered around, looking at Duan Ren with green eyes, this green light was much colder than the wolf that Duan Ren had seen.
"It's a pity that he is a child, and he doesn't have a few catties of meat on him."
"That's not good…"
"What do you care about now? If you feel bad, why don't you jump into the pot yourself, liberate yourself and save others."
The leader of the hungry people opened his mouth, looked at Duanren with a smile, and said weakly: "Little baby, there is a pot next to you, jump into it, and we will help you take a bath."
Duan Ren looked at them and said threateningly: "I am a ninja, I have learned ninjutsu in the ninja school, try it."
Everyone laughed together, and looked at Duan Ren with hatred: "Try it, try it, the ninja is better."
There was a dead silence in Duan Ren's heart. What he learned in the ninja school was not enough to deal with such a large group of people, although this group of people seemed to have little strength left.
After all, he is too young, his chakra condensation is only a little, his body is small, and his strength is also small. The boxing kung fu learned in school is just a show without the most basic strength and speed.
In the end, it was Sakumo Hatake who appeared and killed everyone. His knife was fast, and he killed without blood. Usually, this person fell down straight like a piece of wood without making a sound—try it and die .
These people fell to the ground, and what came out of the wound was not blood, but yellow pulp.
Hatake Sakumo took Duan Ren away and explained on the way: "These cannibals are the ones who hand over their souls to the god of death. They should go to hell."
Hatake Sakumo took him to stop and go all the way, and visited many places. The fields are no longer cultivated, and the villages are empty. The forest is a good place for these victims. Picking bark to satisfy hunger, along the way, corpses covered all places where eyes could see, and a layer of blood putty was clearly visible on the surface of the river.
There are also some people who sat silently in their own farmland, did not cry, and showed various emotions such as numbness, helplessness, sadness, and pain in their eyes.
Duan Ren looked at all this blankly, not knowing what to do, he is a time traveler, his mind is an adult, but he has nothing to do with this kind of thing.
Hatake Sakumo said to him: "Some people have given their souls to the god of death, while others haven't. They are still struggling. The culprit of all this is war. No one can explain the cause of the war."
"But the only way to save the souls of those people is to end the war."
Duan Ren didn't show any expression, but just clenched his fists tighter. He looked at Sakumo Hatake and said after a long silence: "You say that, it's just an excuse."
Sakumo Hatake was extremely sad, and said: "Our fate is fate, and their fate is also fate, there is no difference."
Duan Ren stubbornly shook his head, clenched his fists tighter, and said clearly, "It's not the same."
Hatake Sakumo didn't say anything, and returned to Konoha with the broken blade.
The three-year-old little Kakashi happily ran out to meet him. At this moment, Duan Ren finally grinned.
This is the second story.
……
……
After that experience, did he forgive Hatake Sakumo?Duan Ren couldn't even explain clearly, he only roughly remembered that he only shed two tears at that time, no more.
Perhaps time is the best medicine.
In the blink of an eye, that day came again. There was a heavy thunderstorm, and Sakumo Hatake's bedroom was dimly lit. He sat at the table and touched the dagger, looked at Duanren expressionlessly, and asked, "Do you know the voices in the village?"
"Hmm." Duan Ren replied.
Hatake Sakumo already has forehead lines on his face. When you are immersed in the impression that this man is very powerful, you will only find that this man is old when you take a look occasionally.
"What do you think?" Hatake Sakumo asked.
Duan Ren felt that the atmosphere was not right, and cursed loudly: "Those people who can only open their mouths to fart are all weak people in life. They only envy others' strength, and they only want to pull people who are stronger than him from their heights."
Hatake Sakumo shook his head, not much emotion could be seen from his eyes, his thick arms trembled suddenly, and then he coughed.
Duan Ren stretched out his hand to help him calm his breath.
Hatake Sakumo waved his hand to signal Duan Ren to leave, and said lightly, "I'm tired and want to sleep..."
Duan Ren retreated silently.
That night, something happened. His father, the always strong and lofty Hatake Sakumo, committed suicide!
The thunderstorm is a tribute to the death of this strong man!
Duan Ren's emotions are very complicated, a little bit annoyed, a little sad, and a lot of complaints. He didn't use all his strength on this incident, and usually just made a few insinuations. He didn't want to say more. Say more.
So, he pulled out the short knife and white teeth from Hatake Sakumo's belly, and inserted it into his waist.
There was no superfluous expression on his face.
He rushed into the rain, and if his face was covered with water marks, he should be much more comfortable.
He defeated Anbu, hugged the unconscious Kakashi, and walked step by step to the dark place.
Duan Ren will be ten years old this year, already a teenager.
Kakashi was six years old this year.
……
……
It seemed to be in a wasteland of nothingness again, Uchiha Ling's face appeared in the wide sky, and Duan Ren stood on the top of the mountain, staring at him.
They looked at each other for a long time in silence.
A voice full of pity came from Uchiha Ling's mouth: "I didn't expect you to experience so much suffering when you were only nine years old. I didn't expect these sufferings to be so heavy in your heart... This is very interesting."
"Actually, I still want to thank you."
Duan Ren's voice sounded slowly, still indifferently, and said clearly: "I want to thank you for helping me review my memory. There are many, many things. It feels good to review it."
Ling Uchiha smiled contemptuously: "Don't worry, the good show has just been staged."
"Those memories and pain deep in my heart are the last thing a person wants to hear or face. The most vulnerable and helpless place in my heart, what will happen once someone exposes it? Facing the darkest place in my heart corner, what would you do? I'm curious."
"Welcome to my illusion space. I just realized this pair of eyes. You are the first audience. If you don't mind, I like to call it 'people who kill themselves'."
"Take your time and enjoy..."
As soon as Ling Uchiha finished speaking, the scene in front of him changed, Konoha was surrounded by a crowd, and countless civilians were struggling in pain in the fire.
A period of spiritual history, coupled with the changes in the surrounding environment at this moment, is like thousands of needles pricking Duan Ren's soul. The whole Konoha seems to have turned into a sea of knives and fire. Emerging on him, bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
In the confrontation with these mental attacks, Duan Ren became more and more tough, but the further he walked into Konoha Village, the more pressure he received. Although Duan Ren has not yet fallen down, his body is already extremely weak .
He raised his arm, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and headed towards the familiar Hatake House, where there was also a fire rising to the sky, and he needed to see what happened.
The moment he left, two ninjas flashed out from the side and surrounded him. Ku Daqiu gave him a deep look and shouted: "The Hatake clan rebelled against Konoha, Hatake Broken Blade, let's capture it without a fight."
Duan Ren didn't look back, and went forward.
(End of this chapter)
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