Konoha: I am the Slug Daisen

Chapter 4 Didn't the Great Immortal just collect money and change his life?

"Kazuma? My eyes saw a branch of his fate, that he would die fighting the Uchiha, at the age of seven."

After finishing speaking, Lu Yi felt that compared with Zhu Jian, his fate was considered good: "Oh! In the future, when you meet people you know, try to help them."

However, pretending to be x is cool for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.The prophecies were all fulfilled, but Lu Yi didn't have the ability to collect Zhu Jian's lifespan, so he had to fill in the hole he dug himself.

"As my psychic, this prophecy is given away for free, just to let you understand the power of this Great Immortal, and you will not lose."

"Wajian is seven years old this year..."

Lu Yi didn't know whether Zhu Jian believed his nonsense, but the appearance of Zhu Jian biting his lip and holding back his tears obviously believed him.

Seeing Zhujian's appearance, Lu Yi felt like a bad guy snatching a child's lollipop, so he had no choice but to comfort Xia Zhujian with unnutritive words: "Maybe this future can be changed, don't cry."

"I didn't cry... Wajian will be fine..." Of course, even Zhujian himself didn't believe this.

Zhujian led Lu Yi through the woods to the ninja battlefield. Of course, this forest is no longer a battlefield, at most it is just a ruin.

The corpses with the Uchiha and Senshou clan emblems were lying on the ground in disorder, all of them still maintained their fighting postures when they were alive. Here, the pair of long knives pierced each other's stomachs, obviously they died together.There are still people over there who have been burned by the fire and are completely black, and it is impossible to tell which tribe they are.

A few crows hovered in the sky, planning to continue cleaning up the battlefield to maintain ecological balance after Hashirama left.

Compared with the calm, resolute and even a little numb Zhuma Lu Yi felt all the blood in his body rushing to his heart.

It's nothing to watch the scene of corpses strewn across the screen, but now it's immersive!If Lu Yi had legs, he would definitely fall limp to the ground.

The smell of blood, roasted human flesh, and internal organs filled Lu Yi's nose. Even though Lu Yi withdrew his two pairs of tentacles, this Shura's hellish scene was also imprinted in his mind.

He wanted to cry, but there were no tears in the slug's body.

Lu Yi retched for a while, and a steady stream of acid was sprayed out, scattered on the weeds.

The weeds slowly dissolved and disappeared under Hashirama's eyelids, making a sizzling sound.

Lu Yi didn't notice that he was spitting out so much acid, he was hiding in his own world to adjust his mentality.

"There is no child's body, Wa Jian must have returned alive, and nothing will happen."

Hashirama seemed to have forgotten the uninvited guest on his shoulder, or after signing the contract, Hashirama could feel that the other party was not malicious, so he didn't take precautions.

Hashirama carefully concealed his figure, and hurried back to the place of the Thousand Hands at full speed.

Speechless all the way.

Patriarch Qianshou was talking to his clansmen, Zhu Jian rushed into the hall and asked, "Father, is Wa Jian back?"

Patriarch Senshou didn't pursue Hashirama's unreasonableness. In fact, as the eldest son of the patriarch, Hashirama can participate in some clan affairs.

Qianju Buddhajian pointed in the direction of the school field: "Over there, you can go and see him for the last time. Wajian is a real ninja and is our pride."

"The last side? It doesn't mean that the future can be changed, doesn't it..." Hashirama choked on his sobs and murmured.

Lu Yi, who was hiding in his own world, did not respond to Zhujian.

On the school grounds, Wa Jian's small body lay quietly on the straw mat, and it seemed that he would be buried soon.

Itama was crying, Higama just sat there and didn't speak, although they were ready to die at any time when they became ninjas, but now Hashirama still can't accept it-his brother is so young.

As the patriarch's son, Wa Jian still had preferential treatment. At least the corpse was brought back to avoid being taken away by the enemy for bad experiments.

"Do you think such a world is wrong?" Hashirama looked at Wajian's face and said softly.

The young Itama was still crying, and Tobima glanced at his elder brother with red eyes: "Even if it's a mistake, there's nothing we can do about it, right?"

Lu Yi adjusted his mentality, stretched out his tentacles, and tried his best to convince himself: Get used to it, this kind of thing will happen frequently in the future, look at Zhu Jian, he is not crying now... the warm liquid dripped onto Lu Yi's body , There were tears between the pillars, but there was no sound.

"sorry."

Lu Yi didn't know why he apologized, whether it was because he, as a great immortal, failed to save Wajian, or because his unfamiliarity with the business delayed Zhujian to save others.Lu Yi just said what he wanted to say.

"You are very powerful, worthy of the title of Immortal, this is not your fault."

After Zhu Jian said this, he tore off the slug on his shoulder and looked into his eyes: "It's just that the Great Immortal didn't accept sacrifices to change his life? I am willing to sacrifice my life, whether it is ten years or 20 years. I am willing to change this damn fate."

Lu Yi couldn't keep his goddamn expression on, he was thinking of excuses, but when the words came to his lips, they changed into: "Wajian hope you are well."

When Lu Yi finished speaking this sentence, a faint soul appeared in front of Lu Yi's eyes: "You can see me, right? I hope my father and brothers can live a good life. I will wait for you in the pure land." They, just don't come too early."

"Is this an illusion?"

Lu turned his eyes to a 45-degree angle and then to a [-]-degree angle, and he could still see the translucent soul between the tiles.

"Can I let them see you?" Lu Yi tried to talk to Wa Jian's soul.

"I have to go now."

Wa Jian's soul looked at the sky, and did not answer Lu Yi's question, as if he had some scruples, but he could indeed hear Lu Yi's voice.

A small black vortex appeared above Wa Jian's head, and Wa Jian's soul was sucked into it and disappeared.

"Did you see Wa Jian's soul just now?" Asked Fei Jian with red eyes.

Before Lu Yi could answer Feijian, he asked Xiang Zhujian: "Brother, is this your psychic beast?" There was a trace of inquiry in Feijian's gaze.

Apparently, the young Tobima was not as enthusiastic as he was when he studied forbidden arts later on.

"No, this is Immortal Slug, and I am his psychic."

"Thousand-handed Feijian, as long as you pass my test, you can become my psychic." Lu Yi lay on Zhujian's hand, his heart was a little fuzzy but he forced himself to remain calm: "You can't be targeted by Feijian, Pretending to be a magic stick, I can see souls, and it must be fine if I have work experience..."

"What did Wa Jian's soul say just now? Are we asking us to avenge him?"

A cold voice sounded from the door, showing no respect for the so-called Great Immortal at all.

Banma stopped crying, raised his face and waited for Lu Yi's answer.

"No, Wa Jian said that he hoped that you will live well, he will wait for you in the pure land, but I hope you will not come too soon."

"really?"

Tobima doesn't really believe Lu Yi's words, and wants to be more rigorous and rational than the emotional Hashirama - can he really see souls or is he pretending to be a ghost?

(End of this chapter)