Konoha Hits The Soul

Chapter 469

I wrote a million words without knowing it.

I was thinking about writing another million. After all, the plot on the outline could support another million.

But look at the results, hey, let’s talk about it next time.

Fortunately, it fulfilled the promise of one million books.

Leave an open ending.

It can be regarded as a phased end, but also an unfinished beginning.

As for unfinished?

I will never admit this kind of thing.

Because this is the case.

to be honest.

When I typed the first word of this book, I didn’t think about such a complicated plot.

After all, simple stories and brisk rhythms are what more fits the definition of “light novel”.

If you write it this way, it will be much easier and simpler than it is now.

But when I wrote, I realized that I was still too hypocritical, after all, I couldn’t overcome the hurdle in my heart.

After all, I still want to write what I want in my heart.

Want to write the real life of a flesh and blood ninja.

So, when writing about Tangyin Village, he began to forcefully change the outline.

Opened the road of self-torture of death.

Of course, the expected misfortune appeared.

From a fairly good result at the beginning, to the bleak in the end.

This is probably the end of death.

But fortunately, gritted his teeth and persisted till now.

Fortunately, I am a stubborn and unrepentant mental illness, and I still feel that I am doing the right thing.

Keep telling myself.

If you can’t even pass this level, how can you write something for readers?

Someone once told me.

What kind of person you are, what you write.

This is probably the reason why the work finally appeared like this.

An optimistic pessimist.

My heart is full of desperation towards the worst attitude towards everything, so I yearn for the sunlight that comes through every gap.

Stumbled, ups and downs.

There is always an unwavering belief in yourself, and there are too many insignificant persistence to the overall situation.

There are seemingly ridiculous theoretical systems, but there are also dreams and attitudes that are laughable and generous.

I believe, so I am.

Ego clinging, so we do.

Perhaps it is these paranoid things, these negative and tragic thoughts, that have shaped Qianye Shunyi.

Shaped this fool who was stuck in layers of darkness and shackles, and was constantly defeated by fate and life, but gritted his teeth and moved on.

If there is a mountain ahead, open the mountain.

If there is a sea ahead, cross the sea.

Even if the last one is waiting for someone to pass through.

But there are also flesh and blood and happiness.

As long as you grasp something that can move forward, you will keep moving forward, even if your body is bruised and bruised, you will not retreat.

I gave him a miniature of myself, then he can find his loneliness, his love, his soul, and all his dreams and illusions that belong to him but not belong to him in the world I created for him. .

Sorry, to every reader who likes or dislikes.

Thank you, thank you for every fellow traveler who accompanied Qianye Shunyi here.

Departure.

Hope that in a certain dimension of the world, you can continue your life.

I hope we can see you again someday.

Hope that day, when we meet again, you will still be the pure you, and I will still be the hypocritical me.

Fifty years of life are like dreams and illusions. There are lives and deaths, what regrets the strong men will do.

Goodbye, Qianye Shunyi.

Goodbye, Qianye, for a moment.

Born to be a man, live up to oneself.

Not to bear the Tathagata, nor to bear the Qing.

See you next book.

Candle on the ninth floor.

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