Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 12 The hero who is afraid of death

Shanhe was not dead, he was just in a coma after his chakra was exhausted. When he woke up again, he found that the master had saved him.

The "Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara" commanding at the front line of the Kingdom of Thunder discovered that the frantically attacking Golden Horn was holding five blades of the Six Paths Sage. The two brothers who had always been inseparable disappeared from the Silver Horn.

If you think about it carefully, you will realize that the two unruly brothers who believed in power actually played tricks on him.

Unfortunately, there was only one missing move. Jinjiao Yinjiao's unruly character did not allow his subordinates to use transformation techniques to pretend to be themselves.

After figuring out the joints of the "Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara", he handed over the command to Konoha's Kato Nobu, and regardless of his old body, he turned around and ran towards the rear with all his strength...

After finding the transport troops at the rear and learning that the disciple had left alone, the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" felt something was wrong and immediately set out to look for the disciple. Only then did he catch up at the last moment and save Shanhe.

Shanhe, who had extreme trust in his master's power, did not ask about the whereabouts of Silver Horn and Silver Horn's troops at that time. He just lamented that it was luck that he survived, and reflected on his previous mentality for a long time.

It wasn't until a year later that the "Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara" suddenly collapsed while giving lectures to the Ninja monks at the Fire Temple. The panic-stricken Yamato took a close look at his master's veins and found that there were still huge and violent nine thunder-attributed weapons in the dry meridians. The tail chakra ravaged Master's entire body, seeming to tell how much the Master paid to save him a year ago.

Shan He knelt down in front of the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" and cried bitterly: "It is not a pity for a disciple to die... How could Master... How could... Wuwuwu..."

"Old... Old... It's too late, so I can only help you resist... Haha... In the end, I let Yin Jiao run away. But, Shanhe, I am not the master I don’t regret it. Master, I am also afraid of death, haha...ahem...I am so scared...where will people go after death...Is it the Pure Land? Will it just disappear? Is there no trace of me in the world anymore? I will never Won’t it appear? That sense of unknown emptiness has made me run for peace for twenty years, just so that the world can still remember me... Even though I am a disciple of Buddhism, I am still afraid of death. Therefore, I cherish everyone life, no matter strong or weak. The darkness of death is really terrifying..."

The vitality of the aging "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" was getting weaker and weaker, so he managed to sit up in meditation.

"Stop talking... Master... Stop talking, you will get better... Wuwuwu... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Wuwuwu..."

Mountains and tears flowed across the mountain, and I lay helpless in front of the master.

"Shan Heyou, stand up, don't be sad...let me look at you again! Look again!...You...are the continuation of my life and the inheritance of my will. When I see you, I feel It's like seeing myself... It's so good, it's so good to be young... You have to take my share and live well! Help me continue to look at the world in front of me. After the war... this world ..."

"Master...Master?......Master!!!!!!! Ah!!!!"

The age of heroes... is not as legendary as the first generation Hokage, nor as decisive as the second generation Hokage. It is just the incomparable attachment of ordinary people to life...

In the same year, Shanhe was officially ordained as a monk at the Fire Temple and took over as the abbot of the Fire Temple. The next year, Shan He found the continuation of his life "Dilu"!

The memories of old monk Shanhe are over...

There was silence in the Zen room, and even Yan Yan was lamenting this "hero who was afraid of death."

How fragile... life!

The feeling of powerlessness over the loss of life made Yanyan tightly hold the dagger in her hand. Yanyan so hoped that the family around her would be safe and happy.

"I must take control of all this! My own life! The lives of others! This is the choice of my life!"

"Hush..." A long sigh from the old monk Shan He broke the solemn air. It disrupted everyone's gloominess about the hero's twilight years.

"It turns out to be an old lover!!!" Erzhanzi's father's voice broke through the roof. Everyone’s mouths twitched…

He held his forehead with a headache, "So you're still stuck in the first half... this idiot..."

"Bang bang... bang bang bang bang...!!!!"

Grandpa Changhe gently wiped the wooden stick in his hand, gritted his teeth and smiled peacefully at Shan and the old monk: "You continue."

Yanyan looked at Er Zhuangzi's father with bruises all over his head and face, and was so happy that he fell down. It seemed that the words Er Zhuangzi's father yelled went straight into Grandpa Changhe's painful heart... Hahaha

Shan and the old monk with black lines on their heads said, "Is this a demonstration..."

Ignoring the idiot father-son duo, Akimichi took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and solemnly said to everyone: "Instead of thinking about how to die lonely, it is better to think about how to live gorgeously!"

"Yes... Wu Jie, we will be happy!" Yun Qi, who helped Wu Jie up, whispered in her husband's ear and echoed her mother's words. Yun Qi knew her husband's complicated mood very well. The show of treasure is just to dispel the gloom in everyone's hearts.

"Okay, then, Shanhe, tell me about the child's physical condition."

As she spoke, Grandma Tieqin turned her gentle gaze to Yanyan.

Yanyan raised his arms in a powerful posture. He smiled and said, "We are in good health...hehe."

"Ah, that's it. I checked the child carefully...I plan to..."

As the sun sets and the moon rises, this discussion lasts for a long time. Shan and the old monk come up with a plan for Yan Yan to tidy up his body, which makes Wusuke dizzy.

"It really feels like life is worse than death...Buddha, are you short of people there..."

"Ah, it's already so late. Let's go there tonight..."

Old monk Shanhe looked at Grandpa Changhe glaring at him like a king. The second half of the sentence was choked in his mouth and he couldn't say it out.

"Haha, um, let's just stay one night. We'll go home tomorrow. Yun Qi will go and bring Tiantian over, and I'll hold Yanyan. Tonight we two will sleep with the baby in our arms, haha."

Grandma Qiqin chuckled, then with a straight face, she pointed to the door to Changhe and his son, and said coldly:

"You two, get out and sleep in the yard tonight!"

Shan and the old monk smiled bitterly and hugged the two vicissitudes of life men with slumped faces:

"How can we let guests sleep in the courtyard? Please come with me...hehe"

Late at night……

"Hey...Father, when will mother calm down..."

"I don't know when Qiu Qin will get rid of his anger. I only know that my anger will not go away!"

"Crack...bang...bang...bang!"

"Why hit me!"

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, don't hit! Oh, don't hit me in the face!! It hurts!! Hit me again and I'll fight back!! Oh, you'll hit me again!! I'll fight back!"

"Pah! Pah! Bang! Tum!"

"I really fought back!!"

"Crack! Crack!"

"Oh shit"

"Crack, bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Listening to the fight between the father and son next door, Grandma Qin and her mother Yun Qi looked at each other and smiled, hugged Yan Yan who was bubbling with happiness and Tian Tian who was still drowsy and gradually fell asleep...

The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the cold wind gradually subsided. The old monk Shan He sat in Zen in the courtyard, smiled and sighed:

"Huh... I really don't want to admit the mistakes I made because of my youth, but, with Earth Land and Yan Yan, I don't have any regrets in my life. In this era of changes between samurai and ninjas, all the sufferings of living... , one day, I will be like Master, saying goodbye to them with a smile, just like today..."