Naruto: I traveled through time with the Samsara Eye.

"Cough cough."

Shiro approached the old ghost and whispered, "The black-haired one is Tsunade-sama's younger brother and Master Jiraiya's disciple. The yellow-haired one is Master Shizuichi's disciple. Both of them want to go to the battlefield, so Master Shizuichi asked them to come here to experience the cruelty of war."

"Do you need any special care?"

The old ghost didn't say much, he took out a cigarette and lit it.

hiss~~~

When the mask on the other person's face was taken off, Shengshu and Xiao Huangmao couldn't help but gasp.

My goodness, this face is ruined, right?

The old ghost looked at them expressionlessly, and his scarred face twitched.

"Of course I have to take care of him. This is Master Jing's intention. I'm leaving him in your hands. You can do whatever you want with him."

After saying this, Silang slipped away. He didn't like hanging out with Laogui, as he thought the old man was very evil.

He took two deep puffs of the cigarette and threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground. Then he put on a mask and threw over two ill-fitting raincoats.

Shengshu and Xiaohuangmao didn't understand why, but they put them on obediently anyway.

Then the old ghost took them to a house without windows.

"Open the bag."

Is there anything in the bag?

Sheng Shu subconsciously unzipped the bag, and the next second, he froze in place.

A bloodless face with a deep wound on it appeared before his eyes. Sheng Shu shuddered all over, and his feet seemed to be equipped with springs and he jumped far away, pointing at the body in the bag:

“This, this, this…”

The little yellow-haired boy also widened his eyes and stared blankly at the corpse in the body bag.

"They are all heroes of the village. The lucky ones can bring back the bodies, but the unlucky ones will have to leave their bodies on the battlefield."

Lao Gui walked forward, opened the body bag and began to check to make sure there were no missing parts. Then he picked up some simple tools and sutured the wounds on the body.

Seeing how skilled he was, Shengshu and Xiao Huangmao kept swallowing their saliva. Their faces turned pale and their legs shook even more violently.

The scene before them had a somewhat big impact on them.

After stitching up the wound and closing the body bag, the old ghost turned around and looked at the two men, putting down the tools with his blood-stained hands:

"Your task is to examine the body, sew up the wounds, and then move the body to the other side of the house."

"Ugh~~~"

Vomiting will turn into a chain reaction. Shengshu was the first to vomit, followed by the little yellow-haired boy.

The two never dreamed that Jingyi would assign them such a job.

Experience the cruelty of war?

They really realized that the corpses placed here were only those of their own people. If they were to check the bodies of the enemies as well, it would probably not be as simple as vomiting.

"continue!"

After the two men had vomited enough, the old ghost began to urge them.

Since you are here, you must work hard and not be lazy.

After walking out of the operating room, he took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can. Jingyi turned his head and said:

"Shiro, do you think those two guys can handle the mission I assigned them?"

Shiro looked strange.

"Maybe... maybe. When I was this age, I was so scared when I saw a corpse that I couldn't move."

There are probably not many teachers who would directly arrange their apprentices of a few years old to sort out and move corpses, allowing them to experience the cruelty of war in the most direct way.

Even a bit cruel.

Cruel?

Jingyi felt that there was some difference, but it was nothing compared to going to the battlefield and fighting the enemy.

After a day's work, Shengshu and Xiao Huangmao walked to the rest room in a daze. Their eyes were numb and their faces were terribly pale.

After serving the prepared food on the table, Jingyi asked with a smile:

"Do you still envy those who can go to the battlefield?"

After coming back to his senses, Sheng Shu glanced at the meat on the table. He seemed to have thought of something, and his stomach suddenly churned. He turned around and rushed outside.

"Ugh~~~"

Although the little yellow-haired boy did not run away, his expression became even uglier after seeing the meat on the table.

I guess these two guys won’t have any thoughts of eating meat in the next few days.

"Eat, this is a lesson that ninjas must go through, and no one can avoid it."

"Yes........"

The little yellow-haired boy controlled his hands and picked up the bowl and chopsticks. He kept trying to convince himself not to think about it, but the scene he saw today kept popping up in his mind.

Watching his disciple start to eat tremblingly, Jingyi smiled and nodded.

The little yellow-haired boy has good mental quality even though he is young.

As for the rope tree...

"Have a meal!!"

After vomiting enough and unable to vomit anything else, Sheng Shu pretended nothing had happened. He ran back, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating, trying hard to swallow the food.

Influenced by him, the little yellow-haired boy also started eating with big mouthfuls, even though the two of them rolled their eyes from time to time during the eating process.

Nawaki and Minato Namikaze never dreamed that one day eating a meal would be as difficult as fighting a battle.

The delicious food is like poison, hard to swallow.

"Teacher, did many people die in the war?"

After dinner, the little yellow-haired boy rushed to wash the dishes. He needed to do something to divert his attention.

Sheng Shu sat nearby with a book in his hand. Whenever he felt uncomfortable, he would drink some tea and try hard not to vomit.

"Well, a lot. You can remove the word ?. As long as there is a war, many people will die. The Rain Country has become a living hell."

Jingyi, who was reading the medical records, raised her head and said, "Are you wondering why the war broke out in the Rain Country?"

"Ah."

The little yellow-haired boy nodded honestly.

He felt that the people of the Rain Country were quite pitiful.

Jingyi put down the medical record in his hand, folded his hands and leaned against the table:

"This is about the game and struggle between countries and villages. The Rain Country is innocent, but also not innocent."

Jingyi felt it necessary to teach them a lesson, so he motioned for them to sit over.

The little yellow-haired boy wiped the water off his hands and sat down obediently, and Shengshu also came over.

Jingyi threw a piece of firewood into the brazier.

"The outbreak of this war was caused by the Sand Village's frequent provocations to the village. Facing the Sand Village's provocations, the village would definitely respond, so it sent people into the Rain Country."

"Why do we want to enter the Rain Country?"

Rope Tree raised his hand. He remembered Tsunade saying that the Sand Village provoked the village in the River Country, but the village did not send people into the River Country, but chose another direction, the Rain Country.