The Queen of Konoha can only be Hinata Hanabi

Chapter 113 Some People

It was dark.

The dark clouds piled up together, like a vicissitudes of old face that has been through many hardships and wants to cry but has no tears.

The sad wind blows, and the leaves rustle, venting the resentment and sorrow in the chest.

Finally, the raindrops fell.

A little bit, a little bit, a piece, wet people's face, wet people's eyes.

In front of the Memorial Monument.

There was a mass of black clothes and black trousers, and the ritual procession of hundreds of people was silent and solemn.

The ninjas walked out of the queue one by one, and put white chrysanthemums in front of the monument, expressing their condolences to the three generations of Naruto-sama.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of wind and rain echoed like an old man's deep sob.

The smiling face on the stele remains the same, the pipe seems to be slightly tilted, and the old man under the stele seems to be just asleep, and can wake up at any time to continue guarding Muye Village, which he loves wholeheartedly.

A young man walked out of the queue slowly, bowing deeply in front of the tombstone.

The sunglasses covered his handsome face, but they couldn't hide his rolling tears.

"Today, we are here to mourn Grandpa Hokage..."

As a result of successfully dragging and capturing Ichio Jinchuriki and the three masters and apprentices alive in the defense battle of Konoha, the two consultants, Mitomon Yan and Zhuanju Koharu, decided that Li Nock would represent all Konoha ninjas as the third Hokage. eulogy.

It can be regarded as God's will in the dark.

"Some people are alive, he is dead."

"Some people died, but he was still alive."

"Some people ride on the heads of the people; oh, I am a great monarch!"

"Some people would rather turn into leaves, burn themselves, and protect their villagers."

"Whoever rides on the heads of the people, we will break him down."

"Willing to burn our own, we will miss him forever; because, no matter what our surname or name is, we are his most beloved family..."

The unpretentious eulogy deeply moved everyone.

This is the portrayal of the life of the three generations of Hokage Hiruzaru Sarutobi.

Turning to bed Xiaochun tried her best not to let out a sound, covered her mouth, tears flowed down with the rain.

Mitomonyan looked up at the sky, letting the rain splash on his face.

The crowd burst into mournful sobs, Naruto was crying uncontrollably, tightly clutching Konohamaru's hand.

Unknowingly, Li Nuoke's deep voice became high-pitched.

"...The mountains and rivers are broken, the ancient trees are green, the great man has passed away, and the spirit will last forever!"

"Your fire of life will always illuminate Konoha. The new saplings have taken root and sprouted, grown vigorously, and will surely grow into towering trees. Konoha must uphold your legacy and let the will of fire shine on the sky forever. "

"Today, we shed our last tear; tomorrow, we will embark on a new journey."

"Let us use the more prosperous, more prosperous, and stronger Konoha Village to comfort the spirit of the old man in heaven!"

"Where the leaves are flying, the fire is also alive!"

"A bow."

"Two bows."

"Three bows."

Leading everyone to bow to the three generations, Li Nuoke's conscience felt a little bit uneasy, "Old Sarutobi, I will cheat your life and give you back a world. Let Konoha turn the village into a country and rule the world. You still earn money." "Stay at ease in the Pure Land Realm, don't thank me."

"Brother Nok!"

Konoha Maru rushed out of the crowd and plunged into his arms, "I don't hate you anymore, you are my role model, I want to be a ninja like you!"

"Go Konohamaru!"

Touching Konoha Maru's wet head, Li Nuoke's voice was mournful, but he said in his heart: It's better not to, one scourge like me is enough.

Before I knew it, the wind stopped, the rain stopped, and the sky gradually cleared up.

Holding Konohamaru in one hand and Naruto in the other, Li Nuoke walked out of the mourning garden with great pride in his solemnity.

The crowd dispersed.

There was only one person left in front of the stele, staring at the portrait of the third generation, without moving for a long time.

"Old man!"

Asma Sarutobi covered his face and wept, speechless.

After a long time, I lit a cigarette, put it on the stele, and left feeling disappointed.

Lin Jian slowly walked out of Shimura Danzo, like an old dead tree.

He stopped in front of the portrait and looked at Hiruzaru Sarutobi who was wearing a bamboo hat with the character "fire" on his head and smiling with a pipe in his mouth.

Cooperate for a lifetime, but also fight secretly for a lifetime.

At this time, he has no sorrow, no sadness, only loneliness.

Well said by Lynnock.

Some people are alive, he is dead; some people are dead, he is still alive.

I am already dead.

you are still alive.

"Sarutobi, you still won." Danzo looked flat, "But, in the final analysis, you still lost."

Lost to my aunt.

The day before yesterday, he was dragged by his aunt to drink tea all morning and chatted for a few hours. He understood that Yuhi Nana was holding him back, but he didn't understand why he did it.

After playing conspiracies all his life, he guessed that his aunt was going to play big.

After walking out of the captain's office, I realized how much my aunt had played.

Played the three generations of Hokage to death.

There is no evidence to prove that the aunt is behind the scenes, but her intuition tells Danzang that everything is under the control of the aunt.

"Hehe, Sarutobi." Danzang's tone was full of sarcasm, "You really invited an ancestor back."

Terrible ancestors.

Looking up at the sky, the sky has cleared.

Danzo's heart is still full of dark clouds; after thinking about it for two days, he still doesn't know what his aunt's purpose is.

For the Hokage chair?

joke.

Nana Yuhi wanted to be Hokage, but Hiruzasarutobi couldn't get the third Hokage's turn.

Undead Witch, what kind of chess are you playing?

Now that Sarutobi is dead, there is no one in Hokage who can take care of him, so should he come out of the mountain?

Danzo shook his head slightly again.

Auntie, the dark clouds are still here, that chair is really hot ass*.

"You didn't die unjustly."

After commemorating the old comrades, old partners, and old opponents with a comment, Danzo turned around and prepared to leave.

Suddenly startled, turned around again.

A shadow swayed from the forest and landed in front of the stele.

White hair and red face, monkey cheeks and beard, tiger skin skirt, long tail.

"Ape Demon?"

Danzo is slightly different.

Bang.

A small scroll appeared in the hands of the ape demon, "Written by Yuan Fei before he died, I must give it to you."

Glancing at Sarutobi Hiruzen on the tombstone, he let out a sigh, and the ape demon turned into a cloud of white air and left.

Unfolding the scroll, Danzo Cang's eyebrows trembled a few times, and he smiled coldly.

……

When Danzo left, in the depths of the mourning garden, Hatake Kakashi leaned over to wipe the raindrops off Obito's face.

Under the goggles, the boy still smiled innocently and stubbornly.

Years of heart knots have settled in the deepest part and have become a faint shadow, but they can never be erased.

After standing there for a long time, saying goodbye to Obito, Kakashi walked through several rows of tombstones, only to see a beautiful figure standing in front of a new monument.

Her long, wet purple hair hung down her shoulders, and the rain soaked her tight black clothes, outlining her perfect curves.

"Uzuki."

Kakashi stopped, "The dead are dead, and the living must live well."

Words of comfort are useless.

He knew how deep the relationship between Uzuki Xiyan and Moonlight Gale was.

Parting from life to death seems to be the eternal curse of ninjas, and only time or death can erase the heartache.

"Master Suzaku."

Uzuki Xiyan raised her unusually beautiful face.

Facing the former captain of the Anbe Suzaku team, the habitual address for many years cannot be changed for a while, "I want to catch that man in black!"

There were no tears on her beautiful face, and the flame of vengeance was burning in her resolute eyes.

"I swear, I must avenge Gale Wind!"

……

The oath of vengeance was blown away by the wind, and there was silence between the heaven and the earth, and the comfort cemetery finally quieted down.

A few sparrows landed on the tombstone of the third generation, chirping and jumping around.

Their brains are so small that they don't know who is stepping on them, and they don't understand why so many white chrysanthemums are piled up together, let alone why there is an extra bowl of steaming ramen next to the white chrysanthemums.

(End of this chapter)