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Chapter three hundred and twenty fifth legacy

"So you're going to be wrong?"

Daimaru listened to his mother telling the past in a daze.

"It's not wrong. Actually, the name 'Damaru' is also pretty good. Are you dissatisfied with the name your late grandmother personally gave you?"

Mother Wu Ye asked Damaru with a smile, smiling.

"Things are nothing!"

Daimaru quickly denied.

My mother who looks like this seems a little unhappy.

Wu Ye, who has always respected his grandmother very much, doesn't expect Damaru to be dissatisfied with him.

Damaru, who was naughty when he was a child, has endured a lot of "love spurs". He knows everything about when he gets angry with his mother. He has to be cowardly when he should be cowardly. The iron-bending "Red Sand Dust" uncle, it doesn't matter if he bows his head in front of his mother. No one sees it anyway, and it doesn't affect his image and majesty.

"It's good that you don't have emotions. In fact, 'Damaru' is also quite good. To put it in depth, it has the meaning of 'nature' and 'core'. When used in a person's name, it has no special meaning. It's just a personalized expression. The word 'big' is also what my grandmother expects you!"

Mother Wu Ye chuckled,

"There is another important reason, your grandfather and I don't know how to name it. After thinking about a few daimyos, it's better than 'Damamaru'..."

"You don't have to mind, my mother, the name of 'Damamaru' is also quite good."

Although this "Damaru" has a far-fetched explanation and is still a bit imaginative, in essence, it is similar to "goudan", "gouyuan", "erniu" and "here is a bad name, so it is easy to support it.

Even the big toad immortal whose strength is comparable to the Six Path Immortals is called Toad Maru. Thinking of this, Damaru is actually quite content.

"It's best if you think so! If your grandmother knew that you are so promising now, she would definitely be very happy..."

Mother Wu Ye nodded with satisfaction,

"At that time, the shrine was destroyed by war, and your grandmother was always a little worried..."

Some past events, when Daimaru was very young, his mother Wu Ye told Daimaru what stories he had used as stories to Daimaru.

The shrine worshipped by villagers has been passed down for many years, from priests and witches to maids and servants, everyone believes that such harmonious days will be passed down from generation to generation.

However, when ninjas come with incomparable force, the so-called shrine is so vulnerable.

The shrine, which is dedicated to one of the blessing gods, Ebisu, is not even the target of the ninjas. It is just affected by the aftermath of the war, and it cannot control itself.

The witches and the priests were unable to resist, and the anxious servants tried to seek help from those good men and women, but at the critical moment, no one stood up.

In danger, the past gratitudes are not worth mentioning at all.

In fact, neither the Sand Ninja nor the Iwa Ninja meant deliberately targeting those insignificant shrines. Generally speaking, the war between ninjas would not affect ordinary people, but if they really fight, they would not be able to stop. This is another matter.

Didn’t Nagato’s parents Fusang and Ise be mistakenly killed by Konoha Ninja? There were too many meaningless killings and hatreds that were born in panic years.

The witches who dedicated their faith to the gods took their maids to wander around, asking for protection but they could not be obtained.

Daimaru's mother Wu Ye has seen too many farewells along the way, and the children still remember them freshly, and Daimaru's grandmother is even more heartfelt.

There are people everywhere in chaos, so-called faith, shrines, witches, gods, etc., just asking for comfort.

This era belongs to ninjas, and extraordinary power belongs to oneself. Instead of praying for gods who do not know whether they are effective or not, it is better to spend money to entrust ninjas to help.

Faith? Maybe there is, but it is not pious.

Therefore, the lonely and helpless grandmother took her daughter to settle in Sakai Village without hesitation, and then her daughter chose a ninja husband.

Zidamaru's father died of illness. Wu Ye, his grandfather's mother, still insisted on letting Daimaru go to the ninja school and successfully became a ninja, which was not without reason.

Because I have experienced so much in my own experience, I have worked tirelessly to integrate myself into the Ninja group.

My beliefs have not changed, but my view of the world and attitude towards people and people have undergone a fundamental change.

If you want to rebuild the shrine, it will be difficult to resist external storms without the support of ninjas.

"My mother, grandmother is just a maid serving witches. Is it necessary to be obsessed with those things?"

The inheritance of the witch lineage is actually very closed and mysterious, but most of the maids are daughters of rural households or adopted orphans, and are not considered to be the direct descendants of the shrine.

Even though these servants are divided into different levels, they are still not the masters of the shrine.

Mother Wu Ye shook her head and said:

"I'm not very clear. Maybe your grandmother has some special relationship with the shrine... By the way, the witch who was free from chaos ordered the maid to leave with some important things in the shrine. My mother also had some in her hands. Later, she was entrusted by someone and collected some remains..."

"I have never seen such things at home?"

Daimaru asked in surprise.

Damaru has been searched by Damaru in every corner of the second-story building in his house. If there is really something good hidden, Damaru will never know.

"You were still young at that time..."

Mother Wu Ye chuckled.

At a young age, Damaru, who thought he was self-righteous, was not the opponent of his mother who seemed humble but was actually quite opinionated.

"If you find it, you will probably be ruined. Are there too few things you have broken at home?"

Daimaru smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to refute.

"In fact, it is not a valuable thing. It is a common utensil in the shrine worship. There are also some daily utensils. Even if outsiders see it, they don't know how to use it. Even if it is me, some of them cannot be fully recognized. Of course, the most are some books that cannot be understood..."

"Take it to me when you have time. I have never seen any serious shrine equipment..."

"Can!"

Mother Wu Ye nodded and agreed.

It is normal to be curious, and with Damaru's personality, he will definitely think about it.

The country of Fengzhi is vast and sparsely populated, but there are many monks, but it is extremely rare to see the shrines.

If it weren't for Damaru's family, it would have something to do with these things. Damaru was wondering if there were no monks to demolish all the shrines in the Fengyu Kingdom.

By the way, there is a junior in the air team. The family seems to have moved from a foreign country to Sand Village because of avoiding the war. If you have time, you can have a good exchange with him.
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