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“Come back with me, Scorpion. I will find a way to bring your parents back to life.”
"Old woman! Don't lie to me, Konoha! You can't do it."
"It's not like we can't get it by not doing it in Sunagakure."
Chiyo looked somber. Indeed, the Sand Village technique was no match for Konoha's, regardless of skill.
The gap in funding is still too large.
But she managed to bring the scorpion back with great difficulty.
I never want to lose another grandson.
Clinging to her last hope, Chiyo found a scroll and tossed it to Sasori.
"Back then, if we could have waited a little longer, we probably would have been able to see it."
Ok?
Scorpion looked at Chiyo's pitiful eyes and felt a tremor in his heart.
Over the years, the once-fierce Eagle Leader has changed his identity.
She was just a grandmother who wanted to spend her later years with her grandson.
Scorpion opened the scroll of life: Scorpion's Axial Rebirth!
The scorpion's entire body trembled violently, and it was completely...
It's actually exchanging the lives of the living for the lives of the dead...
This scroll of reincarnation is the original one.
It was written on top of the paper in dense, dense writing.
How is this ninjutsu performed?
What stage of development did we reach, and what difficulties did we encounter?
What methods were used?
Overcome these difficulties.
The ink marks on it are old, and the date of the ink is more than 20 years ago.
That is, as the father said, not long after the Scorpion Father's parents died in battle.
Chiyo wanted to revive and recreate their generation.
Finally, this technique was activated, and it reached a point where it was a matter of exchanging one's life for another.
However, once you reach this stage, you can't seem to get past it anymore.
Scorpion carefully recalled that period of time, which seemed to be the time when he defected.
Too much time has passed, and Scorpion is far away; Scorpion can no longer remember.
Chiyo sighed:
"My time is running out, and all I want is to spend a little more time with you."
"Then I'll hand all these things over to you."
During this year, Chiyo talked to Sasori every day.
It was discovered long ago that without scorpions, there was no hope for life for scorpions.
They have no attachment to the entire world.
For a scorpion, living doesn't hold much meaning.
He takes life and death in stride.
·····Requesting flowers·········
...
Chiyo tried her best to talk to Sasori.
The ideal is to find a force to help the scorpion survive.
Chiyo had not told Sasori about the events that had transpired.
It's because Scorpion's parents have been dead for over twenty years.
They have long since turned into bones.
Even if Chiyo were willing to use her own body to reincarnate, she would still not have a body.
How to revive the son, the living child, and the living daughter-in-law?
However, the intelligence that came from Konoha gave Chiyo a jolt of energy.
No matter what methods Konoha uses, as long as Konoha has a way...
Then she wouldn't give up hope, even if she should.
This is also why she only brought one person with her, which was the reason she endured it.
Even when Fujiyu died, she only offered a token rescue.
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After all, the puppets on Chiyo's body are not just her father's body and her mother's body.
There were also ten people, including Chikamatsu's father.
There are even scorpion puppet bodies.
If they go all out, a scorpion with only one crow root simply cannot withstand the attack.
The words Chiyo spoke.
The scorpion's voice was somewhat unsteady, with varying pitches.
"You want to bring your parents back to life?"
Chiyo no Omoikaze doesn't know if this wish can be fulfilled.
But at least this is what motivates Scorpion to live.
"If Konoha can do it, we can always think of a way to do it too."
"If I run out of time, you don't have to continue."
Scorpion fell silent for a moment, and the grandfather and grandson remained silent as well.
All that remained was the endless yellow sand, blowing in a mournful, howling wind.
"a long time."
Scorpion slowly spoke: I will never go back... Chiyo, go back to my grandma.
When Chiyo heard the first half of the sentence, she was disheartened.
When you hear half of the address when you hear "scorpion".
A wave of bittersweet emotions welled up inside me, a mix of tingling and warmth.
Chiyo has waited too long. She is already 70 years old and has only a few years left to live.
He actually heard it.
Scorpion manipulated Yura's healthy corpse, his face revealing no emotion.
After all, this is a corpse, not a puppet he made.
It's not yet refined enough to control even the absence of facial expressions.
"Sunagakure has nothing, it's too poor there."
"I can only be confined to my cell."
“My return to the sand will not make any difference.”
"How did the Fourth Hokage get resurrected? I'll go investigate." (Death)
Chapter 417 Kimimaro! Orochimaru!
"You can just stay in Sunagakure and grow old, you old lady of Sunagakure."
After speaking for the first time, Scorpion spoke fluently the second time as well.
However, it's hard to say what you really mean.
When Chiyo heard Sasori say this, she knew that Sasori had made his plans.
Indeed, Sasori Kazekage had assassinated the Third Kazekage, so even if he returned to the village...
They could only remain imprisoned.
Now that Sasori has left Sunagakure, Sunagakure is definitely better off than if he had stayed in the village.
Although we can't let Scorpion go back.
But at least returning would give Scorpion the motivation to survive and move on.
"fair enough."
Chiyo was not happy and suffered a lot.
Scorpion glanced at Qianqian and then at Ran'er for a moment before turning to leave.
Chiyo suddenly spoke up: "If you use Yura's tool, this corpse will not be able to leave."
Scorpion turned around and caught the scroll thrown by Chiyo of the Thousand Heads.
The scroll had a scorpion pattern drawn on it, which read "120".
Scorpion held the scroll with interest, his tone tinged with delight:
"How did you manage to get him on board?"
As he spoke, Scorpion untied the scroll.
Bang.
The puppet that appeared was indeed a modified version of his own body.
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