The Big Boss System Behind the Scenes of Naruto

Whirlpool Shuiling bit her lower lip, and said with a firm expression, "Don't worry, Zhujian, I will protect the village for you, and I will also bring him up in Shanghai and Shenzhen, and he will definitely become a hero like you."

Hashirama chuckled and shook his head, let go of Shui Ling's hand and picked up his son. Ninjas are all precocious, and Hushen, who is only five years old, already knows a lot of things, watching his father keep crying.

"It's too tiring to be a hero. Don't let Hushen become like me. It's good to just live in peace. Isn't the hard work of our generation just for them to enjoy peace? Shui Ling, Hushen will hand over to you in the future. is you."

"Um."

"I'm so tired. Let me be quiet for the last time." Returning the son to his wife, Hashirama said tiredly.

Whirlpool Shuiling looked at him with a complicated expression, took the child silently, and got up without saying a word, there was no need for extra words at this time.

"Help me open the window, the last time, let me see Konoha again."

...

Whirlpool Water Bell left the room with Qianshou Hushen, the window was opened before they exited, and the bitter cold wind howled in, wreaking havoc in the entire room. The originally warm room was suddenly icy cold. The candlelight was shrouded by the lampstand, but there was still a ray of cold wind soaking in, and the light flickered.

It's interesting to say that Konoha has already been connected to the so-called electric lights today, and the high-level people were the first class to enjoy the results as early as Konoha's early days.

But just as Uchiha Madara refused to use electric lights, Senju Hashima, who is Hokage, also refused to use them. Compared with Uchiha Madara, the good thing is that he just doesn't use it himself, but he still installs all the equipment at home for his wife to use.

Through the window, Konoha is still brightly lit, and fireworks explode from time to time, brilliant and gorgeous, and the light shines into the house with the cold wind.

"Ahem..."

Affected by the cold air, Senju Bashima coughed violently, but his eyes did not leave the sky of Konoha. Through there, he could feel the cheerful villagers tonight, and he could feel the thriving vitality. This feeling, really good.

Those basking in the joy don't know that their Hokage is dying.

"May Konoha be like this every year, and be prosperous every year!" Senshou Hashima murmured, his voice was very soft, his eyes penetrated the darkness, even the barriers of buildings, and settled in the direction of Hokage Cliff, There, he will turn into a stone statue and watch the village forever.

...

"It really doesn't match your identity to pass away so quietly, Hashirama."

When he was immersed in the blurred state between the Thousand Hands Column, he was pulled back to reality with a sudden sound, and the pupils of his eyes shrank subconsciously.

"mysterious?"

A black figure silently appeared by the window, covered in a black robe, half covered with snowflakes, with his appearance, the whole room seemed to be a bit colder...

"As expected, you are not dead." Qianshou Zhujian quickly recovered his calm, coughed lightly, and said with a light smile.

He no longer cared why Yixuan appeared here, what could be more joyful than seeing his old friends for many years before he died.

Xuan walked to his side, casually took a stool and sat down, "I'm not dead, but you seem to be dying soon."

"Heh, your mouth is still so merciless." Senshou Zhujian said with a smile, not paying attention at all.

"What is the purpose of your coming, to see me off?"

"Old friend parting, please come to give me a ride now, what do you think." Xuan calmly said, turning his head slightly, followed his gaze to look at the night sky of Konoha, "After so many years, the night sky of Konoha is still So beautiful."

"Yeah, ahem." Senjujuma smiled, "It's been six years, but Konoha's sky is always so beautiful, Madaraya is still alive, my sword probably won't kill him."

Xuan nodded, "It's still alive, much more nourishing than yours."

"Oh, that's good." Hashirama smiled lightly.

"If you just leave like this, you're not afraid that Madara and I will attack Konoha again after you leave?" Xuan said in a chatty manner.

Hashirama smiled and shook his head, "No, if you have the heart, it doesn't make any 4.6 difference whether I'm here or not, come back, after all, you are Konoha's top management, here is our hard work, the third drawer of my desk There is a secret box, there is a letter I wrote in advance, if you and Madara are willing to come back, the Second Hokage will be one of you two."

Xuan looked into his eyes, and did not dodge at all. After a while, Xuan shook his head, a jug of wine appeared with a random move, and he took out two glasses to fill up each.

"It's too late, I can't come back." Xuan sighed softly, picked up a glass of wine and handed it over.

"You think I'm slow to die." Zhu Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly, but raised his hand to take it.

Chapter 766 Farewell, Senjubashirama

"I still remember that at that time, the three of us were still children, we didn't understand anything, but we uttered bold words to bring peace to the world. To be honest, even I didn't think that there would be a successful day. , Thinking about it now, it really seems like a lifetime away."

Senshou Zhuma laughed, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then coughed violently, and the blood couldn't stop coming out with the cough, but it couldn't stop him from recalling the enthusiasm of the past.

Xuan glanced at the blood on the ground, didn't say anything, poured him another glass of wine, and said with a light smile, "Yeah, I still remember when we first met, your hairstyle was really ugly."

Senju Zhuma drank the wine in another gulp, already drunk, and said angrily: "You Uchiha's weird hair shape also has the face to laugh at me, at least my hair shape is still within the range of normal people, even though it's earthy. What the hell is going on with that hedgehog-like head shape?"

Xuan laughed loudly, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, shrugged and said, "That's not me."

The two 14 people chatted in low voices at the beginning, and now they are drinking happily. It seems that they have returned to the days before they joined hands to establish Konoha.

That was the most trusted time among the three. Everyone worked hard for the dream of a village, and any difficulties and obstacles could be overcome. It's a pity that after the establishment of the village, their way gradually drifted away until the outbreak of the Valley of the End.

The voices of the two were loud, and they should have disturbed the people outside, but surprisingly, there was silence outside without any noise.

Hashirama laughed for a while, then coughed violently, sat on the couch and raised his glass: "Since you left, I often recall my life and feel that I have no regrets. , has exceeded the average age, I still have nothing to be satisfied with. But the only thing I feel owed is you Uchiha brothers. I regard you as brothers and the people in the village as family members. But in the end, for the sake of the village, I chose and You break up, every time I think of this, my heart feels like a knife."

Xuan shook his head and stood up, went to the window to look at the leaves, stretched out one hand, the cold wind wrapped snowflakes falling on his fingertips, and quickly melted under the body temperature.

"Konoha is a beautiful village, and it is the testimony of our original dream. Of course, it is your dream now. After all, the road is chosen by oneself. No one is sorry for the other. If you think so, we will not appreciate it."

"Haha, it's really your style." Hashirama smiled, looking a little dazed, "You're right, you and Madara are both very independent people, and your departure must not be on a whim, but I don't think so. Knowing the reason for your departure, Madara said, you are pursuing real peace, and now I am about to die, can you tell me what the so-called real peace is? I have always been curious."

Xuan turned to look at him, his expression was very sincere, with the most sincere question, just like when we first met.

Xuan thought for a while, then grinned and said, "Well, let me tell you when we meet next time."

"Meet next time?" Qianshou Zhujian was slightly taken aback, and glanced at himself, how could there be a next time in his state.

Immediately, he thought Xuan meant something else, so he didn't ask anymore, and said with a smile: "Then I'll wait underground. After a hundred years, I'll wait for you to give me an answer."

Xuan didn't specifically explain, but lowered his eyes, looking at his right chest, "Don't you suppress it yourself?"

Senju Zhuma began to breathe rapidly, and brought the wine glass to his mouth, the hand holding the glass began to tremble slightly, the sake kept splashing out, but he still insisted on drinking it dry.

His face became paler and paler, Qianshou Zhujian shook his head with a smile, and tore off the upper sick gown, only to see a shocking wound appeared on the lower side of his right chest, which had not healed after six years, and looked similar to Almost new injury.

At the wound, there are black chakras entangled/wrapped around, ordinary people can't see it, but Xuan can see it clearly when he looks at the three hook jade.

These black chakras spread throughout the body through the wound, and have soaked Senju Bashima's entire body. In this case, no one can save him.

"Why are you doing this?" Silently, Xuan shook his head and sighed. He knew that although these curse-like yin escape chakras were troublesome, if Hashirama had the heart, in six years, there would be countless opportunities for him to eliminate them calmly.

Things will develop to this point, there is only one explanation, that is, Zhu Jian insisted on asking for death.