Konoha’s 50 Years

The death of Uzumaki Mito was like a small splash in the sea, without causing any waves in the ninja world.

Because the high-level Konoha chose not to be mourned. After all, this is the period of the Second Ninja World War. After losing Mito's Konoha, he also lost the deterrence of the nine tails.

After all, the new nine-tailed man Zhuli has not yet grown up, and is still a nine-year-old child.

Therefore, only by hiding the death of Mito, can other countries' information on the Nine-Tailed Juriku be in a state of fog.

By this time, the big men who built the Konoha Ninja Village had all fallen.

It was raining lightly, and there were only a few people standing in front of a tomb. Tsunade and Naoki were both kneeling there and crying.

Behind them are the three generations of Hokage, Shimura Danzo and other four high-level Konoha. Behind them stood Jiraiya and Orochimaru, and next to Orochimaru was Uchiha Chen.

Mito saw Uchiha Chen before he died, so he knew that Mito died. Coupled with his apprentices as Tsunade and Orochimaru, it was enough to attend such a simple and secret funeral.

"Hisashi, how long are you going to be quarantined, Jiu-Tai Ren Zhuli?" Danzo looked at Mito's tomb, but asked about Kushina.

"One week." Sarutobi Hizan replied directly.

"No, the time is too short. In such a short time, how can you confirm whether the Nine-Tails Ren Zhuli can suppress the Nine-Tails?"

"Time is enough. Mito-sama said that Kushina's chakra is very special and can easily suppress Kuo. Within a week, if there is a problem, you will definitely know."

Shimura Danzo had no choice but to continue, "What about after that? Such a strategic weapon must be strictly guarded. I propose to send a ninja from the root to strictly guard it. The root is responsible for this."

Sarutobi Hizan was a little annoyed, and just after Mito-sama passed away, Danzo started fighting Kushina's idea.

"Danzo, her name is Kushina, not Jiu-Tai Ren Zhuli, nor is it a strategic weapon!"

"Mito-sama said that Kushina needs to be given a normal environment to live, and there is no need to restrict her freedom. This is also what Mito-sama hoped before her life."

Shimura Danzo's face was ashen, he thought for a while and then said, "What about her safety? I propose to send root ninjas to escort her."

San Sarutobi Hizan turned his head to look at Danzo. Danzo's scalp was numb as he looked at him.

Then Sarutobi Hizan said: "Then there is no need. I have already handed over this matter to Hatake Sakumo."

Danzang's face was even more ugly, after all, all of his proposals were rejected by Rijian.

"Hatake Sakumo... Hizaki, you will regret it! If there is a problem with the safety of Kyuubi Jinzhuri in the future, you will be fully responsible for today's words!"

Sarutobi Hiizan looked at him calmly, and said, "I am the third Hokage, and I will naturally be responsible if something goes wrong! I don't think Anbu is such a waste yet, so the ninjas of the enemy country will sneak into Konoha and kidnap Kushina. Walk."

Danzo snorted and walked back.

And so the whole funeral was over. Now is the time of the war, and the three generations of Hokage still have a lot of things to do.

Uchiha Chen followed Orochimaru on the way back.

The two came to the streets of Konoha, and Orochimaru felt a little emotional for a while. He said in a hoarse voice, "Aging is really an empty thing. Even an existence like Mito-sama will inevitably die."

Orochimaru suddenly looked at Uchiha Chen, and he said seriously, "Chen, as my student, I still want to tell you something."

Uchiha Chen nodded.

"From what I've seen and experienced over the years, as a ninja, tears are meaningless."

"It's better to be cruel to yourself from the start.

Maybe at first, you will feel sorry for your own cruelty and terrible, and often cry. "

"But after a long time, the tears are gone, and there will be no more pain. Death will not feel terrible. Sometimes, you even think it's a way to enjoy it."

After speaking, Orochimaru patted Uchiha Chen on the shoulder, "That's all I have to say, I'm going to the battlefield next."

"Teacher, are you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, after this incident is over, Jiraiya and Tsunade will go to the Land of Rain. The current situation in the Land of Rain is complicated, and the ninjas from Sand Ninja Village have already entered."

"By the way, this is for you." Orochimaru said, and took out an envelope from his ninja bag.

"Here is the reward for your two missions."

"Of course, some of the money has been taken away by Tsunade. She said that it will be reserved for you to hold a wedding in the future."

Uh, isn't it meant to be a pensioner, why did it become a wedding preparation?

Uchiha Chen took his remuneration speechlessly.

"And this." Orochimaru took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Uchiha took the glasses, "This is..."

"That's right, these are Sakamoto's glasses that you killed. In such a tragic situation at the time, the glasses were not damaged, so I kept them. After all, it is your trophy, so it should be kept as a souvenir."

Uchiha Chen nodded.

He might still be able to use it in the future, after all, his eyesight will decrease when the kaleidoscope is turned on.

The two walked back like this.

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At the same time, somewhere deep underground in this ninja world, an old man was leaning on a huge wooden seat.

The elderly are older than they were three years ago. At this time, his face was full of wrinkles, as if the wind could blow him down.

In the darkness, a pure white creature with brown hair and a swirling face poured a glass of wine, and then there was a strong aroma in the glass.

Then the whirlpool face handed the cup to the old man.

The whirlpool face looked at the old man eagerly, "Sir Ban, what does this smell like?"

The old man opened his eyes and saw that the eyes were circles of purple ripples. Then he took a full sip, "It's the smell of the column."

"Lord Madara, didn't you say that Uzumaki Mito is the person you hate the most?" The Uzumaki face said suspiciously.

"Yeah. So I'm happy now that she died."

"Then why do you want me to steal her wine." The whirlpool asked with a puzzled face.

"This is not Mito's sake! It was left to me by Hasama."

"Okay, you say yes." The whirlpool frowned.

The old man finished drinking, and then murmured, "I once made a promise with Hasuma. If I win that battle, I won't be able to shoot Konoha until Uzumaki Mito dies. I've fulfilled my promise. ."

The old man raised his right hand, then stretched out his fingers to goug out his eyes.

Suddenly blood splattered, and a pair of eyes were dug out like this.

"The time is ripe, let's start planning. Go and replace those eyes with Nagato."

The whirlpool face took over the pair of reincarnation eyes that remained in the world.

"By the way, by the way, find me a spare pair of writing wheels."

The old man's voice echoed in the darkness.