Konoha: Starting from the split of the Uchiha clan

Chapter 074

: Xiao Organization

Rain is a crying soul, and it is the clouds wandering in the sky. They are always looking down at this hopeless land with a gloomy face.

The “pattering” rainstorm is their tears, which hit the earth crisply, and finally submerged in this land of poverty, chaos, and fighting… I don’t know when it started,

this land that belongs to everyone , gradually became a resource for a few people.

Those nobles from the old school suddenly took control of the most fertile land in Yuyin Village and controlled most of the country’s resources.

In this country that is not rich to begin with, perhaps class is the biggest contradiction.

The nobles are hungry and freezing to death in front of them. As for the life and death of those untouchables at the bottom, who cares?

Maybe the reformists care…

but there is a group of people who also care

…

An organization in the name of “Dawn” is working hard to bring a glimmer of light to this country full of darkness.

Under the rain curtain, in an unknown village.

Raging fires are burning everywhere, and there are ruins everywhere. Under the smoke and dust flying all over the sky, this is another hell on earth occupied by bandits… The

hazy drizzle in the sky seems to be responsible for this human tragedy. cry.

In the rain, a young man with orange hair looked desperate. He was pulling at a dilapidated hut that was about to burn down, looking for the few survivors.

Time passed little by little.

The light in Yahiko’s eyes seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. His hands were covered with wounds and were already bloody. He raised his head and looked around. What was reflected in his pupils was a ruined wall and burning houses everywhere.

Beside him, two corpses that had been burned to charcoal by the fire were lying solemnly on the cold ground.

Everywhere here are villagers who died in different ways.

The heavy rain seemed unable to save them. There were no survivors and no wailing in this scorched land.

The atmosphere was solemn and depressing, and as more and more Akatsuki members returned empty-handed from all directions, it seemed that this was another silent irony for the “Akatsuki” organization.

The smell of gunpowder smoke filled Yahiko’s nostrils, and a crystal clear tear streaked from the corner of his eye…

Everyone was speechless as they looked at the soaring firelight.

…

In fact, the war spread to Amegakure from outside the world.

But in this country, it seems that every day is full of “war”.

For the villagers at the bottom, the war of a big country may be too far away from them.

But the harm caused by bandits and rebels is real.

All those who died on the battlefields of the great powers were ninjas…

all those who died in the Hidden Rain Village were civilians…

There was an essential difference between the two.

Everyone gathered the corpses together and solemnly sorted out the last appearance of each “villager”. With the burning fire rising into the sky, even the gray sky seemed to be crying… The

burning sound of “Zi Zi” rang in everyone’s ears. There was a sound at the edge, and the relief of the undead was reflected in his pupils.

A trace of sadness flashed across Yahiko’s eyes. Perhaps this was the last thing they could do for these villagers who died tragically…

But before he came, he didn’t expect that what they did would be so insignificant

… A dusty hand patted his shoulder, seeming to comfort him.

Yahiko didn’t look back.

The other party’s body always carries the scent of fragrant jasmine. Even in this place where the smell of war lingers, the scent of her body cannot be concealed.

“Xonan, do you think there’s any point in doing this?”

“Is it true that all we can do is collect corpses for others?”

Yahiko’s confused eyes were filled with pain.

This is what the “Akatsuki Organization” did during this period. They were weak and unable to change the country. What they can do now is to save the lives of those “unfortunate people” as much as possible.

Dust and impurities covered Xiaonan’s beautiful face. Perhaps because she was searching for survivors in the smoke, her hands were covered with scars and dirt…

She was silent and didn’t speak. She didn’t seem to know how to answer the other party’s questions. She It’s always like this, only silently supporting Yahiko’s decision from behind.

The rain beat down on the two of them mercilessly, cleaning away the dirt on their bodies, but it could not fill their confused hearts.

Shortly after.

Members of various “Akatsuki” organizations kept coming out from every corner of the village, and they all had heavy expressions on their faces.

Except for the burning fire in the whole village, they were already convinced that there were no survivors here…

They were already too late…

”

Quickly…get out of the way!”

A slightly urgent voice sounded from the distance.

Everyone looked and saw a young man with red hair shawl running towards a ruined wall. His face was covered with dust from burning wood, and he seemed to be holding something in his arms!

Xiaonan looked intently.

That’s a living baby!

A smile as bright as a flower appeared on her face. In this scorched land, their trip was not in vain. After all, their efforts were not in vain!

Everyone hurried forward to carefully protect this young life!

Before dawn, in this destroyed hell, the Akatsuki organization saved a young life!

Maybe this is the meaning of “dawn” at this moment?

A smile appeared on Yahiko’s face. He carefully teased the sleeping baby, and his heart was full of satisfaction.

But the moment he touched it, the baby in Nagato’s arms began to cry loudly.

“What’s wrong with him?”

Nagato looked at the crying baby and seemed a little at a loss. He was far from the man in the future who could kill an entire village with a cold face.

“Let me take a look.”

Xiaonan’s slightly embarrassed face was full of maternal glory. She carefully took the baby from Nagato’s hands, checked it and said:

“It’s okay, he is well protected, it should be just I’m hungry…

Nagato, you’ve done a great job this time!”

Nagato’s eyes flashed with excitement, but when he looked around, he saw that everyone’s hands were empty, and he instantly became silent.

He spoke in a somewhat difficult tone, “You… got nothing?…”

“Yahiko…”

“We’re a step too late…”

“And we’re always a step too late…”

In a village of hundreds of people, only one person survived. A baby, this is not something to be happy about.

A trace of pain flashed across Yahiko’s face.

Yes! So what if they can save more people?