Chapter 105 Guessing

   Jiraiya was sitting on the boulder, and Uchiha Itachi was standing in front of him.

   "The truth of Uchiha's genocide turned out to be like this."

  Jilai also shook his head: "Actually, when I first heard the news outside the village, I thought it was a bit strange..."

"but!"

   Jiraiya frowned, with a serious face: "No matter what the reason is, you shouldn't shoot at your companions!"

   He lost his parents after urinating, so he regarded his teacher Sarutobi Hizan as his father, and Tsunade and Orochimaru as brothers and sisters!

  Ahem, although his brother-sister relationship with Tsunade has deteriorated a bit...

   However, he cherishes this relationship very much, and he has never stopped looking for Orochimaru outside the village these years.

   Therefore, facing Uchiha Itachi, who had both parents and a harmonious family, but destroyed it with his own hands, Jiraiya only had disgust in his heart.

   That's right, just disgust, no sympathy!

  What I ask for, but you give up like a shoe, and in the end you tell me, are you trying to arouse my sympathy or show it off in front of me?

   "It shouldn't be like this. There should be a better solution to the conflict between the Uchiha clan and the village."

   Jiraiya's face was solemn: "Danzo's decision was wrong, teacher... he's also confused!"

"but…"

   Uchiha Itachi said solemnly: "This is the best solution in line with the will of fire."

   "The Will of Fire?"

  Jilai also froze for a moment: "What is the will of fire that you understand?"

   "Where the leaves are flying, there is fire burning."

   Uchiha Itachi lowered his head: "No matter how dark the place is, no matter how small the flames are, they will bring light.

  Even though this flame burns innocent leaves, its purpose is to bring light to the village. "

"I can not understand."

  Jilai also shook his head: "In my opinion, the thousand hands in those days represented leaves, and Uchiha represented the flames, adding Hyuga, Inuka Butterfly, Inuzuka, Oil Maid... and the commoners...

   The so-called will of fire is nothing but to unite the village.

   Instead of like this, all dirty and **** things are put on the so-called will of fire.

  The flames are high when people gather firewood, but it is difficult for a lone tree to form a forest. "

   "Do you think I'm wrong too?"

   Uchiha Itachi's voice was low.

  Jilai also shook his head and didn't answer the question: "If you just want to tell the immortal me these shocking things, then you should save your mouth.

  I know more about things in the village than you brat.

   I am not a qualified disciple, not a qualified teacher, not a qualified companion, not a qualified ninja...

   Now, I'm not a good listener either. "

  “…”

  “…”

   "Sasuke is missing."

   Uchiha Itachi said softly: "But I can't get out now, I don't know if I can entrust you..."

   "That's the only Uchiha left in the village."

  Jiraiya suddenly made a sound, interrupting Uchiha Itachi: "If you don't tell me, I will also investigate, just because he is a child in the village.

   And you are just a traitor. "

   Jiraiya's hair was dancing, staring at Itachi: "I'm considering whether to shoot at you now, if I don't shoot you to wake you up, I feel uncomfortable.

If    takes action, it may affect the plans of the teachers in the village and the others…”

   Jirai also knows that not only has he been physically far away from the village these years, but his mind has long since strayed from his teacher-the Konoha Sannin were all alive, but no one was willing to return to Konoha!

  When Jiraiya wakes up to the fact that if the village wants to continue to develop, it must break the old system, but he finds that the man he regarded as his father since he was a child suddenly makes him feel unfamiliar.

  The three generations that once promoted Konoha's prosperity are now the existence that should be regarded as the old system and overthrown?

  Orochimaru hated the teacher in his heart and wanted to kill him with his own hands.

   Tsunade was also wandering outside, perhaps returning to the village after the teacher died.

   The teachers and apprentices of the past have now become strangers, and even become enemies!

   Jirai couldn't bear to refute Sandai either. He pinned his hopes on his disciple, Minato Namikaze. He believed that the sunny boy would definitely bring new life to the village and bring some good changes.

   Then, he sent the white-haired man and the red-haired man away, and his hope was dashed.

   The fire in his heart gradually cooled, and only in the book can he put his enthusiasm into it - as a writer, to create a world that only exists in his ideals!

   "Boom!"

  A deafening explosion sounded in the distance, interrupting the thoughts of the two.

   "Sorry, it looks like it's time for me to leave, Sasuke's business... I'll ask."

   Uchiha Itachi bowed his head and apologized, and disappeared as a group of crows.

  Jilai didn't even look at the place where Itachi disappeared, he stared at the sky in a daze, and muttered to himself, "It doesn't look like a hero at all.

   Watergate's child, it should be ten years old this year..."

   "Jiraiya-sama!"

   Kakashi quickly rushed to Jiraiya's side and looked around with a wary expression: "I saw Uchiha Itachi just now..."

"All right."

   Jiraiya sighed and waved his hand to interrupt Kakashi.

"Um?"

   "I'll just follow you back to the village."

  Jiraiya's eyes were deep: "It's just that the result may be unacceptable to you - if you put everything on the surface, it is even possible that even the immortal I will be treated as a traitor!"

   "How come, you are a respected Sannin..."

   Kakashi was slightly stunned.

   "Your father was also respected."

   Jiraiya shook his head: "And we are more respected than us as Sannin."

  “…”

   "Quack quack."

   Uchiha Itachi suddenly appeared in a clearing, opened his writing wheel and looked somewhere: "Come out!"

  The grass and leaves flew and turned into a ninja without a forehead. At this time, his eyes were dull, and it was obviously controlled by Itachi's writing wheel.

   "Who sent you here."

  Itachi frowned, the other party was obviously so weak, but he almost concealed his ability to hide.

   Moreover, when he controlled the other party's spirit, he even sensed the other party's countless pieces of spiritual power scattered all over the place - which made him think of Orochimaru!

   "You have been eavesdropping since just now? How much have you heard?"

  Sharing wheel eyes turned, Uchiha Itachi pressed to ask the other party's origin.

"I…"

   The sluggish ninja opened his mouth slightly, but his expression suddenly changed, replaced by a mad grin: "Master Danzo let me say hello to you on his behalf!"

   The word "good" fell, the ninja's head exploded instantly, and the faint soul in his body was instantly erased.

  “!”

   Uchiha Itachi was startled and took a few steps back.

   The other party was out of his control at the moment just now, and before he could regain control, he had already performed an irreversible suicide technique!

  Who is behind the scenes watching all this? !

  If Danzo was there, how could he possibly let his subordinates say his name?

   Or, Danzo's purpose is to let this ninja give him a warning?

  Why is the soul of this ninja as weird as Orochimaru?

   One question after another appeared in Itachi's mind, making him come up with a terrible conjecture.

   Could it be that Orochimaru is still cooperating with Danzo?

  If there is the cover of the root organization, it can also explain why the Xiao organization can't find the trace of Orochimaru!

   The more Uchiha Itachi thought about it, the more he felt that he had guessed the truth. Maybe Danzo wanted to rely on the power of Orochimaru to bring down the third generation?

   That Jiraiya also returned to the village at this time. Could it be that sheep enter the tiger's mouth?

   Uchiha Itachi looked gloomy, and a crow with scarlet eyes flew to his hand: "Go, keep up with Jiraiya."

   "Gah!"

   Jet black feathers fell.

   (end of this chapter)