Dancer of Konoha

Chapter 18 Empty

"O Earth, life is like the stars in the sky, with light and darkness. There will be neither eternal light nor endless darkness. The consequences of rushing for success can only make you fail faster and lose more. The brilliance is not really bright, just like a falling star, it can only be brilliant for a moment."

"Ugh......"

The old monk Shan He folded the letter with a heavy face. He knew the dispute over "jade" very well, but he could not judge who was right and who was wrong. The battle of ideas has been a bloody road since ancient times, and only the winner Just be the king.

Daming Mansion is "jade", and Konoye Village is also "jade", but in the eyes of the old monk Shanhe who perfectly inherited the will of his master "Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara", "jade" is peace...

"Daming Mansion can't continue to be in such chaos!"

Shan He and the old monk held the rosary beads in their hands tightly. Daming Mansion is the center of the Fire Country. If Daming Mansion is in chaos, the Fire Country will also be in chaos.Feeling that he was getting older and weaker, he decided to personally maintain this last trace of peace, and to pull the land out of this bloody road.

"Master..."

Yanyan looked at the uncertain expressions on the old monk Shanhe's face, frowned and asked worriedly:

"Is the situation there, Senior Brother Dilu, very bad?"

"No, it's just that I should get back to the ground. This kid is back..."

Shanhe and the old monk slowly walked to Yanyan and said softly. Indeed, Dilu is still a child to him.

"You want to leave the temple!? But..."

Yanyan exclaimed, the old monks Shanhe had lived in the Zen room for many years, and the Fire Temple was temporarily jointly managed by several senior monks after Dilu left.

Nowadays, daily life is also taken care of by Yan Yan. In his opinion, the old master is really not suitable for traveling outside the temple anymore, let alone participating in the dispute between Daming Mansion and Konoha.

The old monk Shan He stroked Yanyan's head with a complicated tone, interrupting Yanyan's subsequent dissuasion.

"You are all my children. No matter which one I lose, I cannot accept it. Now that Di Lu is in the quagmire, I should bring him back no matter what."

Suddenly, the old monk Shanhe remembered the past. His master "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" rescued him from the battlefield and brought him back to the Fire Temple. This time, it was his turn.

As a monk at this age, he should have looked away from everything and paid no attention to worldly affairs. After all, monks have nothing to do with the world. However, the older he gets, the more he cannot let go, just like his master "Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara".

"Sure enough, I am still a worldly person."

Overcoming the Yanyan who hesitated to speak, he walked slowly to Sora. Looking at Sora's bandaged right hand, the old monk Shanhe sighed with a heavy heart:

"He is also a poor child."

According to Ji Riku Xinri, this child was personally sealed into the Nine-Tails Chakra by his father Kazuma, who was the "Twelve Guardian Ninja Warriors". He had been tortured and affected by the Nine-Tails Chakra since he was a child, and the flesh and blood of his right hand gradually... Demonizing.

After his father's death, he completely became a victim of a battle of ideas.

Pulling away the tangled brow Yan Yan, the rough and withered hands of the old monk Shan He trembled a little, and he said slowly and helplessly: "During this period, Kong will live with you first, and Di Lu will let you take him to learn more scriptures." arts."

Dilu, Shan and the old monk all tried to make the Buddhist scriptures dilute Kong's dark past and resentment, but it was not easy.

Gently wiping away the scorching brows that were almost tangled together, the old monk Shan He smiled bitterly and said again:

"Go ahead, help Kong settle down first, and introduce him to the monks of the Fire Temple. Come find me when the sun sets. I have something else to say to you."

"Ah, okay."

Yanyan's heart felt inexplicably heavy at the thought of her elderly master being involved in the whirlpool of Daming Mansion.

As he spoke, he took Kong's left hand, said goodbye to his master, and led Kong out of the meditation room softly.

At this time, the sun was just right, and the glazed tiles on the top of the Fire Temple were shining brightly. Yanyan took Kong around in the Fire Temple, and introduced Kong to every monk he met on the road.

Arriving in a strange environment for the first time, Sora's eyes were gloomy and he acted a little timid. He was able to make fun of everyone and was very popular among the monks. Yanyan was a little envious. He followed Yanyan closely, slightly curious. Look around.

"From now on, you will also be a member of the Fire Temple. Daily meditation and worship of Buddha is a necessary lesson. Starting tomorrow, I will take you to get familiar with it."

Yanyan's gentle voice rang in Kong's ears. Kong, who was a little distracted in his thoughts, straightened up like a frightened rabbit and responded to Yanyan in a low voice:

"Ah! I...I know...thank you...uh...thank you..."

Kong, who was in a panic for a moment, didn't know what to call Yan Yan, and his face turned red with anxiety.

"Haha, don't be nervous. Senior brother Dilu has not accepted you as his disciple, so you can just call me senior brother from now on. The monks at Fire Temple are very nice people, so you can also call them senior brother."

In the Fire Temple, Sora has no master, so according to the rules, his status can only be a peripheral trainee ninja monk, and there will be no seniority ranking.But since Brother Dilu entrusted Kong to Yanyan, Yanyan would naturally not let Kong suffer any injustice.

Yan Yan, who chuckled softly, suddenly thought of Dilu's meticulous care for him when he first came to the Temple of Fire a few years ago.Looking at Kong, he suddenly felt a sense of empathy, and his scarlet eyes gradually became gentler.

Being trained as a weapon by his father since he could remember, Sora had always been sensitive in a cold and indifferent environment. Suddenly he seemed to feel the unfamiliar warmth from others. Sora hesitated and said in disbelief:

"It's...senior brother."

For Yanyan, apart from himself, there is probably no one in the world who can understand jinchūriki better than him.

Seeing the hesitation and confusion in Kong Man's eyes, Yan Yan patted his shoulder gently and said warmly:

"The past is over, and the future has just begun. Whether it is resentment or confusion, now that you are here, choose a choice that will allow you to hold your head high."

Yan Yan recalled the powerlessness of these Jinchuuriki facing life and the despair of love. He couldn't help but hold Sora's left hand and look at the sky outside the courtyard wall. He walked seriously and said:

"Sora, remember, you never owe anyone else anything, you just owe yourself a choice!"

Kong's original gloomy eyes gradually disappeared. Although they were still full of confusion about the future, they already showed a lot of life compared to before coming to the Fire Temple.

Kong nodded with a deep nasal voice, and tightly grasped Yanyan's hand with his left hand.

The sky was getting dark, and the two of them collected all the daily necessities that Sora needed in one go, and returned to the Zen room with everything they needed.

After a while of busy work, he helped Kong spread the bedding, and Yanyan planned to go find the master to talk. The entire Fire Temple could see that the old master was in his final years, and Yanyan had a bad feeling. Shan and the old monk I'm afraid this trip will never come back.

"Song, go to bed early. I will take you to morning class tomorrow morning..."

After saying that, Yanyan turned around to walk out of the Zen room, but just as he turned around, Kong hurriedly reached out and grabbed Yanyan's arm tightly.

"Eh?"

Yanyan turned back in confusion.

Kong's pale face was full of panic. For a moment, sweat covered his forehead. His thick, bandaged right hand became harder and harder. He was afraid that Yanyan would also abandon him. Nuonuo made a voice:

"Don't...don't go..."

Seeing Kong's eyes full of depression and terror, the anger in the day gradually drained away, and his fiery scarlet eyes shrank. He didn't know what Kong had experienced before, but what kind of emptiness and fear could turn a child Forced like this.

Yanyan turned around completely, grabbed Sora's bandaged right hand, looked deeply into Sora's eyes, and said slowly but firmly:

"I have never experienced the feeling of being alone, but I don't know why, but I can understand your mood. You have been in hell in the past few days, but I don't want to accompany you to hell..."

In Kong's increasingly gray eyes, Yan Yan broke away from his arm and punched his chest. The force was not strong, but it made Kong exhale in pain.

"what......"

"Since I don't want to accompany you to hell, then I have no choice but to pull you up from hell! Now you are my junior brother, and you may be my companion of life and death in the future. From now on, don't think too much! Just follow my rules. , you have to keep up!"

"Pull me out... life and death... companions... rules... keep up..."

Kong stared at Yanyan in confusion. No one had ever said such words to him before. His heart hiding behind the stone wall seemed to have been blasted away by Yanyan's heavy fist, and Kong's mind went blank.

"Ha ha."

Looking at Sora, who was in a daze as his eyes gradually glowed, Yanyan shook his head and turned around. He had to figure things out on his own if he didn't understand.

"Snapped......"

There was a soft sound, and Yan Yan's forearm was tightly grasped by Kong again.

Yanyan raised the corners of her mouth but did not look back.

"Take me..."

"Bang!"

Yanyan kicked open the door fiercely, as if kicking Kong Kong's heart.

Looking at the cloud-shrouded sky outside the door, which was completely dark, with only the moonlight shining, the smile on his face could not be concealed, and he chuckled:

"Follow me closely, don't get lost..."