Konoha Qiweiju

Chapter 141 Rebirth, Death and Immortality

There is still a big difference between frogs and toads.

But from a visual standpoint, it's pretty much the same.

Zilai also thought about it, but he still couldn't resist the attack of delicious food, so he ate three big bowls without tears.

I almost burped after eating.

"This meal is really enjoyable! Boss Zhenxiu, your craftsmanship is beyond words."

Zhenxiu smiled and said, "You just need to get used to it."

"I'm used to it, I'm so used to it! Boss Zhenxiu, you see there is still a little soup left here, can I take it away? I can heat up the soup tomorrow, and I can eat it with several bowls of rice. "

Ji Lai also looked at the remaining soup with greedy eyes.

Zhenxiu was stunned for a moment.

Only now did he realize that the hero he thought Zilai Ye was just a poor orphan at this moment.

Even if he is a patient, he still cannot eat three meals a day because of financial difficulties.

Later, the reason why he didn't need to save so much money, and even cheated Naruto Toad's wallet was probably because he was afraid of poverty, right?
There are probably many, many people like Jiraiya in this world.

Zhenxiu began to understand why Hashirama wanted to create a peaceful world.

Peace is really important.

"These are your things, you can do whatever you want."

"Really? That's great!"

Under the darkness of night, Zilai also returned home with the remaining pickled pepper and frog soup, and carefully put it in the refrigerator, waiting for the next day to experience this delicacy again.

"Why don't you let him come over to eat a few more times?"

Meatball asked with its swollen belly pressed against it.

Zhenxiu shook his head and said with a smile: "No need. Everyone has their own way of living. The same is true for Zilai. I don't need to give him too much sympathy, he can live his own way."

"You still have so much reason."

"It's just a lot."

The days just passed by like this.

After the end of the first Ninja World War, there was finally another piece of good news.

That is, Banshu's wife is pregnant with a second child.

It was verified by the white eyes of the Hyuga clan that it was a boy.

Having both children is a great blessing for many people.

Tsunade was also extremely happy after knowing that he would have a younger brother.

"Great! I'm going to have a younger brother! After he is born, I must protect him well!"

Tsunade was excited.

"You are so violent, it's not bad if your brother doesn't get beaten by you."

Jiraiya raised Tsunade habitually.

Tsunade frowned, and said coldly: "Hmph! I won't! My violence is only aimed at you, a pervert!"

Orochimaru on the side was a little curious.

"What does the birth of a new life look like?"

Orochimaru muttered to himself, looking a little strange.

Zilai also quickly discovered this.

"Oshemaru, are you alright? Ever since your parents passed away, you've been so weird, maybe you're bewitched?"

Zilai was also a little worried, but he was too embarrassed to say so, so he could only ask in this arrogant tone.

"Jiraiya! Can you talk! Orochimaru is already very sad!"

Tsunade punched Jiraiya in the stomach.

Of course, it didn't take much effort.

Orochimaru smiled, and did not answer Jiraiya's question, but said: "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

"Orochimaru!"

Jiraiya wanted to say something, but Orochimaru didn't stop and wait.

"Look at you, Orochimaru is angry." Tsunade complained.

"He wasn't angry, he just went to other places to be sad."

Zilai also said in a low voice.

"Then you shouldn't have said that either."

Tsunade complained.

Ji Lai was also silent for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking.

It's just that Orochimaru has become a little strange.

It's not the same as before.

No wonder though, it gets weird when a parent dies.

What's more, Orochimaru is only an eight-year-old child.

He endured grief that shouldn't be endured at this age.

Konoha Consolation Monument.

Orochimaru stood quietly in front of the tombstone.

The names of many people are densely engraved on it.

Two of them are his parents.

Orochimaru looked at the two names quietly, tears flashed in his golden pupils.

Are you sad?
Of course sad.

Orochimaru is not made of iron, of course it will be sad.

Even very sad.

"Why do people die? Can't they live well all the time?"

Orochimaru muttered to himself, many strange thoughts came to mind.

Suddenly, he saw a white thing under the comfort monument.

"what is this?"

Out of curiosity, Orochimaru picked up the white thing.

"It looks a bit like snake skin, but why is it white? Are there any white snakes?"

Orochimaru wondered.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"The white snake symbolizes new hope and eternal life. It is said that those who see it will have good luck."

Orochimaru was stunned for a moment, then looked back, only to see the red hair and the golden pupils somewhat similar to his own.

"Really repair boss?"

Orochimaru was quite surprised, he didn't expect to see Zhenxiu here.

Zhenxiu smiled faintly, put the white flower in his hand on the memorial tablet, and bowed respectfully.

"Boss Zhenxiu, do you also have the names of your relatives on this monument?"

"Yes, there are a few friends. I didn't expect them to leave so early."

"Would you like them to come back to life?"

"of course."

"Is there any way?"

Zhenxiu was silent.

Orochimaru thought that there was no way to really cultivate.

"Boss Zhenxiu, you said that the white snake symbolizes eternal life. Isn't eternal life very meaningful? If you never die, you won't have so much sorrow."

Zhenxiu heard the words, gently rubbed Orochimaru's hair, and said with a smile: "Oshewan, no matter what people live in this world, there will be sadness. Immortal life can reduce part of the sadness, but also increase part of it. No matter what choice you make, it’s just a trade-off.”

Orochimaru was thoughtful when he heard the words.

Zhenxiu doesn't bother.

The eight-year-old Orochimaru has delicate features and looks like a real young lady.

At this time, he did not have the gloomy temperament that he had later.

I don't know what this young man has gone through to change this gentle temperament into such a gloomy one.

Speaking of which, it's a pity.

"Oshemaru, come to Qiweiju when you are free, and I will treat you to dinner."

"Thank you, Boss Zhenxiu."

"you are welcome."

The two didn't talk much and left separately.

Dashemaru looked at the white snakeskin in his hand, and made a decision in his heart.

"The sorrow of death is too sad. I don't want to experience it again. If there is sorrow in eternal life, it must be easier to bear than the sorrow of death."

eternal life.

These two words took root in the heart of the eight-year-old Dashemaru.

(End of this chapter)