Hiding under a small pavilion and listening to the pitter-patter of the rain, Shen Qiu only felt that her body was wet, and her heart was indescribably irritated. Lin sobbed in a low voice, saying that she did not believe that the person was carrying soil. The wooden puppet used Fire Escape to start a fire, warming the fire while letting the two of them come over to roast.
Shen Qiu could not understand. He could basically conclude that the person was Uchiha with dirt, a young figure, a height that had grown a year later, a white vortex mask, a blue cloak, and a unique ninjutsu of the kaleidoscope Shurakan with dirt-Shenwei.
These characteristics directly indicated that the person just now had dirt on him. Nohara Lin could not believe it, but as someone who was familiar with Naruto, he had to believe it.
But the problem was, why didn't Dai Tu recognize Yeyuan Lin and launch such a large-scale attack? This was obviously the rhythm of killing them all. If Shen Qiu had not reacted quickly enough just now, the three of them might have already died together.
Shen Qiu couldn't understand this kind of mentality. He thought for a while and decided to summon the pigeon to ask Walnut Jam. As a 20-year-old girl, Walnut might be able to understand the little boy's meticulous thoughts more easily. Anyway, Shen Qiu really couldn't understand.
Shen Qiu took out a pen and paper that he always carried with him and wrote the letter with special symbols. Then, he summoned the white messenger pigeon and tied the letter. The pigeon circled around Shen Qiu and flew into the sky, flying into the distance.
Pigeons that had signed a blood contract could find their owners in a special way. This was probably the ability of this carrier pigeon.
After sending the pigeon away, Shen Qiu began to take off his shirt and dry his clothes. He signaled for the wooden puppet to persuade Nohara Lin to dry them. If she kept crying in this rainy day, she would definitely fall sick.
Lin stopped crying after being persuaded by the wooden puppet for a while. She squatted beside the fire and said with a sob,"I don't believe that it was Dai Tu. Dai Tu wouldn't treat me like this.”
Shen Qiu was silent and did not answer. The main reason was that he did not know what to say. Shen Mu sat quietly for an hour. Suddenly, a puff of white smoke came out. Shen Mu was shocked. He was about to make a move when he realized that it was the pigeon.
Shen Qiu touched the letter and realized that Walnut had already replied.
This speed was not much different from a phone call.
Shen Qiu opened the paper and reached out to touch the pigeon's head. The pigeon seemed to understand human nature. It nodded slightly and then disappeared with a bang.
There was a faint fragrance of lilies on the letter, and the small, elegant words were clear. There was no code:
Autumn, see the word like face.
A day apart felt like three years.
I already know what you are talking about. I have been gathering information recently and will now tell you.
On the second day after you kidnapped Nohara Lin, Sharakyan Kakashi failed to track you down and continued his mission. When Kakashi was carrying out a mission in the Hidden Fog Village, he accidentally found Nohara Lin's corpse in a forest. I was nearby at that time, and after my observation, it wasn't a shadow clone or a clone transformation. It was indeed a physical body, but because I knew that Nohara Lin was with you, I concluded that the corpse should be fake.
Later, Kakasin lost control of his emotions and was defeated in the battle against the Hidden Fog Village. After he fainted, the original owner of your Shura Eye, Uchiha Dashito, whom you mentioned in your letter, suddenly appeared and used the Wood Escape Technique to kill all the Hidden Fog Warriors.
At that time, the Shura Eye with soil opened its eyes, and the Kaleidoscope Shura Eye appeared. Kakashi did not open his eyes, but the exact reason was unknown.
At that time, there was a strange white humanoid creature that could talk among the companions with soil. It was not clear what it was exactly.
About a month later, a masked man with the Kaleidoscope Shura Eye suddenly appeared near Rain Hidden Village and came into contact with Akatsuki's Reincarnation Eye Nagato. Combined with the information in your letter, we can basically conclude that Uchiha brought soil.
You mentioned in your letter that Dai Tu did not recognize Nohara Lin and attacked you. I think it's normal for him to have such a reaction. After many days of investigation, I found out that Uchiha was an orphan who was raised by his grandmother. He was sensitive and competitive, and he had always been inferior to Kakashi. Nohara Lin had always been more concerned about him in school, so he poured his feelings into Lin. In a sense, Lin was his spiritual pillar.
For someone as fragile and sensitive as Dai Tu, it was easy for him to commit suicide once he lost his spiritual support. But why didn't he commit suicide after Lin died? When I was eavesdropping on their conversation, I always heard him and Nagato talking about something like eternal peace. My initial guess was that someone took advantage of his mental breakdown to brainwash him and make him accept certain ideas.
I think he meant to kill everyone and achieve peace. The method that this lunatic came up with was probably not a normal method.
Actually, you might not know him very well. According to my investigation of Muye Village, Dearie is a very kind person. He helps old grannies cross the road and fetch water for widows. He's a person who doesn't even want to step on ants. For someone like him, from the moment he saw Lin's (fake) corpse and started slaughtering the Hidden Fog Village ninjas, he was already beyond redemption.
In this world, there was no such thing as putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha. From the moment you picked up the butcher's knife, you were a demon.
I think that Dai Tu's crazy behavior at that time was a sign of a mental breakdown. He might choose a path to the dark side. You have to try your best to avoid Lin from continuing to interact with him. This guy might be a little crazy.
I still need to continue tracking Dai Tu's whereabouts. Once I have any information, I'll send it to you as soon as possible.
Shen Qiu saw that the signature was 'Your Walnut Jam' at the end. Shen Qiu's heart warmed. She folded the letter and put it in her arms.
Shen Qiu's heart sank after hearing what Walnut Jam said. Indeed, he had thought too simply.
After all, Shen Qiu was not a person from the Naruto World. It was difficult for him to look at the soil as he looked at people. He was just a Naruto reader. When he had nothing to do, he would open the anime before he went to bed and read it while he ate. He just felt that the ninjutsu in it was very awesome. He had also played with the mudra on his own when he walked or bought a forehead protector to wear himself.
In a sense, to Shen Qiu, the characters in Naruto were all made of paper and were fake. He had once been particularly puzzled. Medicine Master Dou knew how to reincarnate from filthy soil, and the eye of reincarnation could directly resurrect people. Why didn't Dearie just resurrect Nohara Lin? How simple was that? He resurrected his beloved girl and lived happily ever after.
It was only today that Shen Qiu realized that the soil was a human.
From this perspective, everything could be explained. In the original novel, Lin was only 11 years old when she died, and she was only 13 years old when she turned black. He was very innocent. He thought that Lin was dead, so he went crazy without caring about anything and despaired of the world. He wanted the entire world to live in an illusion.
In a big sense, he missed not only Lin, but also his innocent and kind self back then.
It was everything that happened at that time.
But now, his hands were stained with blood. The past could not be restored, and the future could not be expected. There was only one way to get to the end.
Just as Shen Qiu was deep in thought, he suddenly heard an explosion in the distance. Someone shouted,"What happened?"
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