Tsunade, you're really drunk!

Konoha Village, Konoha Square.

The dark clouds in the sky spread over the sky of Konoha Village layer after layer, blocking the scorching sun in the sky completely. The whole village looked a little gray and gloomy at this moment.

In the square, the densely packed ninjas were all dressed in black and wearing Konoha ninja forehead protectors on their heads.

Bouquets of white flowers were spread on the altar in front.

Tsunade, Chiya and Hyuga Hiashi were standing on the altar at the moment. Standing in front of them were the patriarchs of various ninja families and the heads of various departments of Konoha.

Even Mitomon En and Utane Koharu were standing at the front of the crowd.

The two old men looked at the coffin containing Sarutobi Hiruzen's body on the altar, and their hearts were filled with mixed feelings.

All gone...

There are only two of them left among the ninjas of the same period as them. Sensei Tobirama, Kagami, Tofu and Danzo are all dead. Now, even the backbone of them, Sarutobi Hiruzen, has sacrificed himself in the war.

For a moment, looking around, it seemed that they were the only two left among their peers...

Tsunade, wearing black funeral clothes, walked to the altar with a heavy expression.

In front of her, there was a dense crowd of people standing. All the Konoha ninjas gathered at this moment.

The Uchiha clan, the Hyuga clan, the Nara clan, the Yamanaka clan, the Akimichi clan, the Sarutobi clan, the Aburame clan, the Inuzuka clan...

Even the civilian ninjas and students studying in the ninja school were dressed in black and came to the square to attend the funeral...

Everyone was wearing clean and simple black clothes, holding a bunch of white chrysanthemums in their hands, looking at Sarutobi Hiruzen's coffin quietly.

With all the wealthy and common people present, all the members of the Uchiha Police Department stood on the periphery today, shouldering the responsibility of on-site security and maintaining order together with the Anbu members hiding in the surroundings.

Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Itachi were both dressed in black and looked at the people in front of them, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

The coffin today contains the body of Sarutobi Hiruzen. If Qianye had not appeared, the person lying in the coffin today might very well be himself.

Although both father and son were somewhat disgusted with what Sarutobi Hiruzen had done in the past, today, both of them put aside their inner thoughts and looked at the coffin with admiration in their eyes.

No matter what happened in the past, Sarutobi Hiruzen eventually died on the battlefield for the village and Konoha.

It can be considered a relatively decent end to life...

It wasn't long before the dark clouds in the sky began to drizzle, and Tsunade's upward movement was also transmitted at this moment, spreading across the square.

"As the Sandaime Hokage of the village, Sarutobi Hiruzen led reinforcements to the border with Orochimaru as soon as the war with Kirigakure broke out..."

"In order to suppress the Three-Tails Jinchuriki, the Fourth Mizukage Yagura dragged his already aged body to fight against him, although he was defeated..."

"But for the sake of the village, and to protect the Konoha ninjas behind him from being attacked by the Jinchūriki, he resolutely put his own life aside, using his life as a bargaining chip, and dragged the souls of the Three-Tails and the Fourth Mizukage Yagura to sleep in the belly of the Grim Reaper..."

"..."

On the altar, Tsunade slowly finished reading the eulogy in her hand. Then, Orochimaru, Jiraiya, and Sarutobi Shinnosuke beside her followed Tsunade's movements, turned around together, and walked to the four corners of the coffin.

"Let the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, take one last look at this village before he is buried..."

Jiraiya's deep voice came out of his mouth.

The four men lifted the coffin stretcher and placed it on their shoulders.

Xiaochun and Mitokado En walked out silently from the front of the crowd and spontaneously came behind Sarutobi Hiruzen's coffin.

"Monkey, let us give you a final ride..."

Asuma, who was far away in the capital of the Fire Nation, had not received any news from the village at this moment. After all, it had only been two days, and the journey from here to Konoha would take two days.

But the dark clouds above his head made him feel a little uneasy.

He silently took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth, wanting to light it with a lighter.

"嚓~"

"嚓~"

"嚓~"

"What's going on... Why can't the lighter I took from the old man light up?"

"That shouldn't be the case. I specially bought his favorite one. It looks very expensive."

"Why can't it be lit..."

Helplessly, Asuma used Fire Style to light the cigarette. Just after taking two puffs, raindrops from the sky began to fall.

"Zi~"

The cigarette butt was extinguished by the rain.

"Asuma, don't always learn my bad habits, learn some good ones..."

"You rebellious son! Why would you want to go to the Land of Fire Daimyo and become a guardian ninja?"

"Asuma, when will you return to Konoha? I am no longer the Hokage, and you don't have to fight me anymore..."

For a moment, the words in the old man's letter suddenly kept emerging in his mind, as if the old man's soul was standing in front of him, whispering to him.

"Old man..."

"boom!"

A flash of lightning split the dark clouds in the sky, and Asuma suddenly felt like he had lost something, as if he had lost his soul.

"Asuma, what's wrong?"

Di Lu slowly walked out from behind Asma and looked at Asma's distraught look, not knowing what had happened.

Asuma immediately turned to look at Dilu.

"Please tell the Daimyo that I need to go back to Konoha."

Then he braved the raindrops from the sky and ran towards Konoha at his fastest speed.

"illusion……"

"It must be my illusion! Old man..."

"Nothing will happen to the old man."

"If you die, no one will argue with me anymore..."

Tsunade, Orochimaru, Jiraiya and Sarutobi Shinnosuke, the four of them were carrying Sarutobi Hiruzen's coffin and surrounding the Konoha Village.

The raindrops wet their bodies, and the four of them just lowered their heads silently. The ninjas following behind them were holding wooden boxes in their hands.

Lying quietly inside were the ashes of their dear friends who had passed away in the war...

It was not until the evening that they arrived at the cemetery and placed Sarutobi Hiruzen's coffin and the urns of the fallen ninjas into the soil one by one.

Then cover the coffin and urn with soil with your own hands.

Qianye looked at the sadness of the people in front of him, and at this moment he felt unprecedented solemnity and sadness in his heart.

Is this a ninja?

Even if one possesses great power, one is still vulnerable to death.

A sharp weapon and a ninjutsu can easily take their lives.

In this chaotic and disordered ninja world, all life seems so cheap...

The hatred towards this ninja world in my heart seemed to have reached its peak at this moment. The kaleidoscope in my pupils was spinning rapidly at this moment, and the desire for peace was becoming more and more ardent and real at this moment...

"Ninja World..."

"It will be ended by my own hands..."

"History...will be rewritten because of me..."

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When I was writing this chapter, I was so moved that my eyes were watering. I lit half a pack of cigarettes and couldn't let it go for a long time. This is all I can write today.

Sorry, I may not be able to update four times a day today...