Chapter 775

Wood leaves, a jubilant.

Because today is the day of Muye army's return.

It's just that some people are happy and others are worried. When they come back alive, their families will be happy.

But if there is only one corpse left, or no corpse at all, the mood of the family will not be very happy.

The return of the battlefield is such two extremes.

Cry with joy, or die with pain.

This is war.

Life still has to go on. This kind of emotion will gradually pass away with the passing of the world.

But there are many more names on the tablet.

The grand funeral will be held in three days. All the Ninjas who died in Sizhan will enter the cemetery on this day.

They are either in their twilight years or in their prime.

What remains unchanged is that they have a heart that loves wood leaves.

Ninjas who died to protect their homes are heroes in the hearts of Muye villagers.

It's just the word hero, which always stands for some kind of sadness.

On the day of the funeral, gangshou personally presided over it, and three generations of Huoying also appeared to speak.

When it comes to prestige, the master is still far behind the three generations of Huoying.

After all, the three generations of Huoying have lived for ten years, and many ninjas have grown up with him.

The words of the three generations of Huoying may be more able to appease these people.

Light rain, as if everyone's mood in general.

Naruto and Sasuke are also among the crowd.

This is their second funeral, but their feelings are totally different from the first.

At that time, they were young and did not know what fetters were.

It was also at that time that iluka told Naruto why people would gamble on their lives in order to protect them.

This time, Naruto and Sasuke had a deeper thought.

War is absolutely something that should not exist.

Especially after seeing off his parents, Naruto has more feelings in his heart.

What is life? Naruto's brainless brain began to think about it.

Kakashi pushed his wheelchair and walked slowly into the cemetery.

It's no one else in the wheelchair. It's Kay.

Although Kai's injury was cured by Naruto, he still needs some time to recuperate if he wants to recover completely.

Therefore, today, he can only rely on a wheelchair to move.

This is a kind of torture for Kailai who can't stop all the time.

But he had no choice.

If you are injured, you need to rest naturally.

Dai Tu didn't come today.

Because he's not fit to be here.

Maybe he came secretly, but no one knew.

Kay in the wheelchair is a little quiet. He doesn't look like him at all.

But Kakashi was not surprised.

Although Kay is usually out of tune, he is still very serious on funeral occasions.

The light rain is still falling, which makes people a little upset.

Kay suddenly said, "Kakashi."

"Well?"

Kakashi doesn't know, so.

"Remember what I said at the funeral of four generations of adults?"

Kay's words bring back Kakashi's memory 17 years ago.

That day, he just came across.

He can't forget the sadness brought by memory fusion.

At that time, Kay also made his vows.

"Remember, you said you were going to die like a hero."

Kai Wen Yan showed a big smile, showing the teeth flashing a dazzling light.

"Yes, at that time, I thought it would be great to die like a hero and let everyone Miss themselves. That's why youth is meaningful. "

Kay said quietly, a little different from his usual.

Kakashi listened in silence and did not speak.

"My father left me because he was guarding me. He proved the power of eight dunjia and that he was not a waste. That spirit has always inspired me. I'm crazy to practice eight dunjia, hoping that one day I can open the last door of life just like my father, for the sake of what I protect. "

"Kay, you did it." Kakashi whispered.

"Yes, I did. At the last moment of my life, after the consumption of the battle of eight dunjia, I had only joy in my heart, but no fear of death."

At this point, Kay's face showed a more brilliant smile.

"Kakashi, I think I can fully understand my father's mood at that time. There was never fear in his heart. There was only hope. "

"Uncle Dai's fire of youth has continued on you. Now, you have passed on the fire of your youth to Li, haven't you? " Kakashi laughs.

"Good! Kakashi, do you know the secret of inheriting the flame of youth? "

Kay said with a mysterious smile.

Kakashi was a little confused: "what is it?"

"Hey, hey, that's it!"

As Kay spoke, he took out the green tights from the harness bag.

Three black lines immediately appeared on Kakashi's face.

"This dress perfectly realizes excellent ventilation and moisture retention. It has a perfect and outstanding fit. It is the ultimate suit. Only it can perfectly inherit the flame of youth! Li is wearing this suit, but also inherited the fire of my youth. You see, Ningci and Tiantian are listless because they don't wear it. Kakashi, do you want one? "

Kakashi, hold your forehead.

"I refuse."

"Ah! It's a pity, Kakashi. After you put on your clothes, walking on the street will greatly increase the rate of turning back! "

That's true. It's just the rate of looking back. I'm afraid it will make people feel that this guy is not a fool, right?

This rate of return, think about it feel terrible.

"Kakashi! Don't leave. I'm going to promote it in the village. Then you can recommend it for me. "

Kakashi alone with white flowers on the relief monument, completely ignored the back of Kay.

That guy always gives himself a surprise.

I haven't been used to it all these years.

Seeing the familiar names on the tablet, Kakashi stretched out her right hand and stroked it gently.

"Father, mother, Lin, Mr. Watergate, Mrs. jiuxinnai, everything is over. You can be at ease, too. "

A light rain, gradually dispersed.

People attending the funeral also faded.

The cemetery, which was originally full of people, fell into a strange silence in an instant.

At this time, a figure came in slowly.

Tall and straight body, black robe, with a mask of the dark part.

The man took off his mask and showed his face under it.

The right face has a strange scar, but the left is as smooth as a mirror.

The slender right hand rose slowly, gently stroking a name on the tablet.

It's like touching your lover's face.

"Lynn, I'm back. I'm sorry I'm late. "

At this time, just clear sky fell a drop of rain, just fell on the left cheek with soil.

Take soil a Leng, left hand touched that drop of rain.

A warm smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Thank you, Lin..."