Build the world of Naruto

The person in charge of the lightning strike in Konoha, Kazuma, died as if he had been hit by a train traveling at 8000 kilometers per hour. It was extremely miserable and needed to be coded.

The perpetrator was currently drinking tea leisurely.

"Do you know how long it took me to sew that coat? I have to endure such a loud noise when sewing another one."

You don't know who caused such a big noise. Tsunade glanced at Naruto and put down the tea cup: "I'll give you fifteen days of vacation. Get out of here now. I still have a lot of things to do."

After experiencing this kind of thing at night, even though the Konoha villagers said that they had never seen anything like this in this village, they were very frightened. People were running around, asking for information, collecting clothes, escaping from prison, and so on. They just didn't sleep. of.

"Impossible, you're sending beggars away." Naruto protested rationally. The fifteen-day holiday was of no use. It would be enough for me to ask Tazuna to give him a few tasks to stay at home.

"I'll give your little girlfriend another half month at most." Tsunade guessed everything Naruto had in mind.

"Okay, I'm leaving." The Box of Bliss had nothing to lose except for two more pits and being electrocuted into electronic music. It was not delayed at all. Naruto didn't want to get entangled with this old girl anymore, so he turned around and left after his goal was achieved. .

Letting the clone carry the four coffins and pick up the mosaic, Naruto teleported back to Asuma.

"Is everything okay?" Kakashi asked, leaning against the wooden prison.

"Yes." Naruto nodded and asked the clone to throw the mosaic to the ground: "This is the mastermind, who was killed by the Hokage."

"This is Kazuma." Even though Asuma listened to the unmovable information, Asuma couldn't connect this mosaic with his former teammate and competitor.

Finally, the identity was confirmed from a scar on his thigh: "It's really him."

After checking the corpses in the four coffins, Asma looked up at the moon. After standing there for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "It's getting late. Let's go back and hand in the task first. I hope Dilu is not asleep yet."

"I'm not sleeping, and I'm still looking for him." Naruto held one hand empty and opened several portals with the other hand.

Letting Naruto pull him, Asuma turned his head and looked at Kakashi: "It's really convenient for your team to complete the mission."

Xianyu joked: "How about we change it?"

Ino waved his small fist.

Asma smiled: "No, they are pretty good."

Several people appeared again and returned to the entrance of the Fire Temple. Asma gave the signal, and soon Jilu arrived and took the few people to the previous side hall.

In the side hall, the unconscious Sora and a mosaic-like group of Kazuma were lying side by side. Kazuma was covered with a bloody white sheet, and the rest of the people were sitting around them.

In this scene, most people would have vomited and run away, but luckily there was no one from Class [-] present. Class [-] failed to pass the assessment and was dismissed.

Jilu clasped his hands together and chanted the sutra for Wuma Chaodu. After a few minutes, he said to Naruto: "Little benefactor, can you help the little monk transport Kong to a safe place first?"

"Oh." Naruto nodded, and then asked the clone to throw Sora over the head of a certain aunt's statue.

Jilu stared at the only remaining Kazuma on the ground for a moment, sighed, and startled everyone around him: "Sora is Kazuma's child. When Kazuma handed over Sora as a baby to me, he was carrying that... Chakra"

As Di Lu tells it, a touching story about a father cheating his son to death slowly unfolds.

Naruto was fascinated by what he heard and felt that he and Sora were close friends.

"When he left, he said he would die soon, but he didn't expect that it would come true when we meet again today. Fate, the little monk has spent half his life and still hasn't fully understood it, alas."

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was very heavy for a while, especially Naruto. Until the next morning, he still felt that his head was heavy.

"Kakashi-sensei, why didn't you call me last night?" Naruto complained, rubbing his stiff neck.

"I didn't expect you to fall asleep just sitting there. Aren't you usually very active?" Kakashi walked behind, full of energy. Little Liu Bei couldn't be seen in the temple. He slept very well last night, better than at home. .

"Maybe he took too many drugs." Naruto guessed.

"So, it's better to check with me next time." Sakura's resentment was so strong that she looked like a disheveled young woman who had just crawled out of the well.

"I feel like there's no next time." Naruto walked to the door of the Fire Temple, turned around and waited for the members of Asuma's team.

Asma and Jilu stood side by side. The loincloths with the word "fire" around their waists alternately rose and fell. When they walked to the door, Asma asked: "What are you going to do next?"

"Renovate the temple first. After the completion, it's time for the young monk to go into seclusion for meditation."

Asuma walked to Naruto and turned to look at his former friend: "It's up to you to decide. I'm not very good at talking. According to what your Buddhist scriptures say, let's meet again by fate."

"See you again when we are destined." Di Lu stood in front of the door, clasping his hands and saying goodbye. The sunlight shone on him through the huge door, reflecting rays of brilliance.

When you meet again, you may not necessarily meet somewhere.

Muttering in his mind, Naruto's eyes suddenly lit up when he looked at Dilu's head, and he straightened his neck with two clicks. Sakura was so frightened that she put her hand on his neck to check. Her hand was very cold, and Naruto shivered and asked Said: "Master, you are still in need of sweeping the floor."

"Pah." Kakashi closed the book and said, "Why are you convulsing again?"

Naruto didn't even type a draft, he just started telling lies: "Why don't I demolish the temple? I feel so sorry for it."

In the afternoon of the same day, after returning for a long vacation after completing the tasks, and everyone went back to their homes, Naruto sent the clone directly to the Fire Temple to sweep the floor.

As for the Nine-Tailed Jinchuuriki going to the Fire Temple to sweep the floor, Tsunade refused at first. She couldn't just go if she wanted to. She was also annoyed when the old Yinbi in the underground made trouble. Then she thought about Naruto going to the Fire Temple. It was better than tossing in Konoha, so she happily agreed. As for Lao Yinbi's troubles, she decided to leave it to Jiraiya. After all, he is also your apprentice, so you can take care of it yourself.

So the Temple of Fire has had a magical scene since then. A white-haired old man walking tremblingly took a broken broom and swept it back and forth within a hundred meters in front of the gate, ignoring the large ruins around it, as if it was There is gold buried in it, but occasionally it stops and looks into the distance, as if waiting for guests from afar.

Dilu knew who this was, but he couldn't control it. If someone didn't want to eat or drink, he would sweep the floor for you. If someone was kind-hearted, he couldn't just beat him out with a stick. Then he would lose the reputation of the Fire Temple.

No matter what they thought, Naruto, the wooden stake of Dilu, was waiting for the two immortal little rabbits to come and kill him.

The training time at Miaomu Mountain passed very quickly. In the evening, after taking a shower, Naruto sat on the toilet and relieved himself without flushing.

Then he went downstairs to work as a shit shovel with a mask on, dumped a small bag of objects into the toilet, put a few pieces of paper and dye on the small table next to him, and finally took out the mithril magic stick wrapped around Bu Feng's hair. stick.

"I won't force you. It's up to you to choose whether you want to write out the method of sucking chakra from your relatives or use it as a toilet brush."

As he said that, he put the staff close to the toilet and added a layer of mask to himself.

Meat always tastes a bit strong. I shouldn’t eat more vegetarian food.

A small bunch of hair trembled with dye stuck on it: "I will write."

People have to lower their heads in front of the toilet.