Konoha Qiweiju

Looking at the three kinds of food with very different tastes and textures, Jiraiya fell into deep thought.

Three flavors, but the same ingredient.

Jiraiya seemed to have thought of something, but he couldn't capture it.

Seeing that Jiraiya couldn't understand it, Zhen Xiu was not surprised either.

In terms of IQ, Jiraiya is indeed a bit difficult.

It's like Shinshu still hasn't figured out why Jiraiya told Konoha Pain's weakness in the form of a code in the original work.

It would be better to just write directly.

What are you afraid of when writing passwords?

Afraid of being looked at by Payne?

But doesn’t Payne know his own weaknesses?

Or are you afraid that Pain will attack Konoha after he finds out?

Then Pain must be attacking Konoha.

Therefore, I really don’t understand the meaning of this secret code.

If Naruto can't remember the meaning of the code, or if he remembers it too late, then the information he exchanged for his life will have no meaning at all.

Of course, the most ridiculous thing is that even if the code is cracked, people in Konoha don't know what it means to have no entity.

This code is completely meaningless.

So, in the final analysis, Shinshu can only think that Jiraiya is not very smart.

"Boss Zhenxiu, I seem to have thought of something, but it's not very clear. You'd better tell me directly."

Jiraiya grinned and gave up immediately.

This kind of riddle is only suitable for Orochimaru, and Jiraiya is obviously not suitable for a smart person like Tobirama.

Zhenxiu smiled, not surprised, and explained directly: "The ingredients for this dish are basically tofu. Tofu meat, tofu noodles, or tofu cubes. All three are made from the same piece of tofu. But they are processed differently.

, but it can present a completely different taste. You may even not be able to tell that it is tofu at all.”

Shinshu paused and continued: "This is like the process of human growth. Even the same person will become different after experiencing different things. The current Nagato is just a piece of tofu that has just been formed.

.And you are one of the processes. Your influence on him only lasts for a moment."

When Jiraiya heard this, his expression became serious.

"That's why I want to teach Nagato Ninja here so that he can still be a piece of pure white tofu instead of being processed into other things."

Zhenxiu shook his head.

"Jiraiya, you are not the only step in processing Nagato, because you are not a chef who can make tofu. As long as you leave him, it becomes unpredictable who will process him. In the end, will he be a tofu cube or a tofu noodle?

Or tofu, it will become unknown. You can only watch him here, but you can't see his future."

"this……"

Jiraiya fell silent.

Yes, he will leave here sooner or later.

Because Konoha still needs him.

He couldn't let go of Konoha.

And after he leaves, these three people will become independent again.

He thought about taking them back to Konoha, but that was not realistic.

In this era of war, it is difficult for Konoha to include people from other villages.

What's more, none of the three Nagatos are willing to go to Konoha.

Not to mention anything else, Nagato's parents died at the hands of Konoha.

Nagato had more or less hatred for Konoha.

Nagato wouldn't be willing to go there.

Yahiko even wants to change his hometown, the Land of Rain, and will not go to Konoha to develop.

Xiaonan naturally followed the two of them.

Therefore, separation is destined.

"Jiraiya, some things are destined to be unchangeable. Even if you can change it, with your character, you won't do it, right?"

Zhen Xiu smiled.

This is Jiraiya's character, there are things he does and things he doesn't do.

It is precisely because of this kind of character that he was chosen as the master of Destiny Child.

In other words, anyone who becomes his disciple has the qualifications to become a child of destiny.

Minato, Nagato and Naruto.

They all have the potential to be the children of destiny.

Minato gave up on his own and left his hope to his children.

Nagato was tricked by fate and went astray.

"Is there really no way? What will the future of Nagato be like?"

Jiraiya whispered.

"Jiraiya, do the best you can, that's enough. The rest is Nagato's own life."

Jiraiya gave a wry smile and said, "Boss Zhenxiu, you are really open-minded."

"Living long always has the advantage of being able to take many things calmly. When you get to my age, you may have the same thoughts as me. And even if you care very much, some things can't be changed. You don't

Even if I try my best, I still don’t know what despair is.”

"Doesn't Boss Zhenxiu have anything he cares about anymore?"

"Of course there is."

"What is it?"

"secret."

Zhenxiu smiled slightly.

Jiraiya had a defeated expression on his face and said nothing more.

Facing real cultivators, he suffered losses not just once or twice.

"Jiraiya, cherish this time. The Ninja War may not be far away."

Jiraiya nodded solemnly.

Of course he could see this.

There has been some turmoil recently.

"What about Boss Shinshu? Do you still plan to travel to the ninja world?"

"After the war breaks out, I will naturally go back. I don't want to run around in the flames of war. That would be very unbearable for me."

War means displacement.

But true cultivators cannot see such cruelty.

He had seen so much that he was afraid that he would become numb.

And once you become numb, you will lose a lot of things.

Real cultivators don’t want this.

Now that we've eaten enough and finished chatting, it's time to break up the dinner party.

"Boss Zhenxiu, thank you for your hospitality. I'm so sleepy. I'm going to bed."

Jiraiya stood up, yawned and went back to his room.

In the room, Nagato and the three of them had already fallen asleep.

Looking at the sleeping faces of the three of them, Jiraiya smiled.

The three years of getting along came to mind, and Jiraiya looked at them as if they were his own children.

If they become someone you don't recognize, you will be sad.

"They are still teenagers."

Jiraiya sighed, leaned aside, and gradually fell asleep.

Among the seven flavors, there is not much sleepiness in true cultivation.

During the conversation with Jiraiya, he also thought of many things.

"What are you still thinking about?"

Meatball on the side asked.

"It's nothing. I just think this fate is really ironic sometimes."

"Do you still believe in fate?"

"It doesn't make any difference whether you believe it or not. People who believe can find a lot of evidence to prove destiny, and people who don't believe can do the same. It's just that in the end, you still have to walk your own path in life."

"It's so fancy that I can't understand it."

Meatball rolled his eyes.

Zhenxiu rubbed Rouqiu's big head and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't understand either. I was just joking. Hahaha."

"idiot."

Rouqiu looked disgusted, but Zhenxiu didn't care at all.

The moon is very round tonight.

Nagato and Yahiko are poor people, maybe we can find a way to help them.