People are in Naruto, I am Aizen

Surrounded by mist and darkness, the slender Shenyin slowly emerged from the shadows, and stood and stared at the tall figure on the opposite side.

Orochimaru looked at Shimura Danzo who squinted one eye and looked at him in front of him and smiled. The smile that should have been full of gentleness and gentleness has become dark and indifferent in the light, shadow and time.

The great Sandaime once again reunited Konoha, and all ministries began a joyful celebration. Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas, has caused a lot of trouble again, as well as various frictions and conflicts between the exchanging ninjas. Konoha is destined to be noisy and noisy tonight.

This also means that some people will emerge from the shadows, taking advantage of the hustle and bustle of the world, and silently extend their palms to the radiant statue. Everyone would think that since the statue is so dazzling, if you reach out and grab a few rays of light, it seems that no one will notice it.

This is the case for the noisy Konoha at the moment, and the same is true for the quiet two people at the moment.

Standing in the misty tunnel, the two looked at Konoha in the distance, which seemed to have become a city that never sleeps, and remained silent.

The hustle and bustle outside seems to have nothing to do with them forever, and they will always be hidden in the darkness and shadows as they are now, becoming the roots that support the colorful flowers.

If there is no root, what will happen to the seemingly lush tree? Will it be blown by a gust of wind, and just roll over on the ground, turning into a bunch of dead leaves and dead trees? Many people think so, so many people acquiesce to this happening.

Their existence is false, but equally real. Whether it's Shimura Danzo, Sarutobi Hiruza, Zanju Koharu, or Mitomon Yan, everyone has a tacit understanding of mutual recognition in the battle.

These dark things are bound to exist. And their existence is the basis of the real Konoha's existence, and they carry countless filthy things that Konoha does not want to see.

Just as a good life will inevitably produce garbage, there must always be some people to dispose of the garbage, and there must always be someone to live with the sludge.

Those who choose this path are undoubtedly those who are infinitely loyal to Konoha.

"From the root's point of view, your complexion is really good, Shimura Danzo-sama."

"Hmph, I don't need to say polite words. I didn't expect you to choose me, Orochimaru."

Standing in the cold cave, Shimura Danzo, who was covered in bandages, looked indifferently at the third disciple who was as cold as a snake beside him, and let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

In fact, he hesitated about the appearance and recruitment of Orochimaru. After all, this is one of the Sannin, the apprentice of Sarutobi Hiruzen, and to some extent he can be regarded as a Sarutobi Hiruzen, and he has crossed the line by intervening here.

But what I didn't expect was that although he seemed to be a disciple who was as close as a father and son, Orochimaru took the initiative to find him. He needs something that the third generation can't give. To put it simply, Orochimaru, one of the three ninjas, and one of Konoha's best ninjas, now has human instincts.

He is afraid of death.

Terrified.

Those who are afraid even want to prolong their lives through various means.

Danzo Shimura understands very well, he understands very well. After all, I am the same. No one is not afraid of the battlefield.

A hell made of blood and viscera, filled with gunpowder smoke and broken things. Collapsed buildings, rotten food, rotten water full of internal organs, flies flying everywhere and beasts eager to devour human flesh.

As long as anyone who has participated in the ninja world war, there is no one who is not afraid of that kind of battlefield, and there is no one who does not feel powerless at the insignificance of human life. No matter what strength he has, even a great person like the second generation will die in the war.

This world is so cruel. So for Dashemaru's statement, Shimura Danzo very much agrees.

Of course, it is limited to recognition. After all, trust is something that takes time to develop.

"I welcome you very much, Orochimaru."

Looking at the cold-faced Jonin Orochimaru in front of him, Shimura Danzo squinted his eyes and said in a low voice:

"Hi Zhan has now entered the stage of self-willedness. Although I am the root of Konoha, sometimes I have to deal with some problems."

"Oh, that's why I came here."

"Well, after all, you are also very clear that Konoha seems to be very powerful now, but there are already countless influences and possible problems behind the scenes. In fact, the number of roots is already stretched."

Taking a last look at the faintly warm scenery outside, Shimura Danzo walked into the corridor in silence.

The small part outside is the only facility in this facility that can observe the outside world.

As Shimura Danzo walked, the surrounding environment became more and more dim. In order to prevent possible circuit investigations and exposure, Shimura Danzo did not install any external routes in the root headquarters today, only some internal generators are running.

And those things are for turning the laboratory, not for the lighting in the corridor. Moreover, Orochimaru can also feel it, and occasionally there will be figures in the dark looking at them.

These root ninjas have been specially trained, and they are like puppets with unconditional loyalty to Konoha and Danzo.

For the sake of righteousness, they constantly transformed their bodies and minds, and finally formed what they are today.

In the dark, these people, together with Danzo, finally built the most mysterious and incomprehensible organization in the entire Konoha.

root.

"Do you also feel disgusted by doing this? Orochimaru."

"No, I think it's necessary."

"That's good. If you have too much moral burden, you won't be a member of Root."

Walking in the dark corridor, Shimura Danzo's figure looked blurry. Just occasionally pointing in the corridor, you can hear the sound of a mechanism sliding from inside.

I don't know how much Konoha's manpower and material resources have been spent here, but occasionally from some sliding doors that flash past, it can be seen that a series of expensive instruments are humming inside and keep running.

It's just that Shimura Danzo didn't have the idea of ​​explaining anything, and Orochimaru would not ask without interest. They are just confirming the cooperation relationship now, and they are in the stage of mutually confirming each other's mental state and ideas, so that both parties can feel that they are running into each other.

At this time, there is no need for in-depth communication.

But looking at Orochimaru who didn't seem to care much, Shimura Danzo suddenly had the nature of wanting to say something more.

"You are different from Aizen Soyousuke. He looks too upright, and he doesn't like such filthy things too much. Although he admits that Konoha should have darkness, he will definitely not approve of this kind of root of."

"Aizen Soyousuke?"

"Huh, he was the one I planned to cooperate with at the beginning. Just a Chunin can develop so many ninjutsu, if it is added to the root, it will be even more powerful. Unfortunately, the old man still loves talent."

Walking forward on his own, Shimura Danzo said in a low voice, as if he was convincing Orochimaru and himself.

"That kind of person should not be infected by the root. He should live on the side of the sun, and it is best not to touch the root. You can understand and touch a lot from the middle angle, but if there is more, the sun will I can't handle it over there."

"Aizen Soyousuke...that genius who developed ninjutsu, I really want to get closer to him."

But now there are more important things to do, so forget it.

Looking at Shimura Danzo's back, Orochimaru instinctively licked the corner of his mouth, but subconsciously put this task behind him.

There is no other reason, maybe because he is Konoha's consultant agent, or because he is actually a good person, but Orochimaru didn't bring up the idea of ​​​​against him.

Why would a normal person be so preoccupied with fighting against another normal person? Isn't this a brain problem? Orochimaru himself felt that there was nothing wrong with him, he just chose a normal way to survive.

So for the matter of investigating and interacting with Aizen Soyousuke, Orochimaru discarded it without paying attention.

Then the two of them smoothly skipped this part and walked towards the deepest experimental research bases. They need to have an open and honest talk.

But Orochimaru didn't know that another friend of his had already stood in front of that good man.

"Aizen... Sousuke..."

Why...is it you...

Seeing the smiling figure walking slowly in the mist, Tsunade felt that his brain had completely stopped at this moment.

She thought about many candidates, such as Shimura Danzo's seemingly mysterious guy, such as Mitomon Yan or the private army secretly created by Zhuan Xiaochun, or something done by her teacher.

There is a small probability, for example, something caused by a family in a village in Konoha, or those mysterious white eyes, or the rebellious Uchiha, these are all possible. But only, no one thought about that gentle man.

Only twenty years old, a man in power, as clean as a piece of white paper.

He understands the will of fire better than Hokage, and pays more attention to the life of the village than the elders. It can be said that he is like the moon of Konoha, a gentle but bright man.

Aizen Soyousuke.

Wearing a white haori, he stood in front of Tsunade just like that.

"Good evening, Tsunade-sama. What a pleasant surprise meeting."

Looking at the shocked Senju Tsunade who couldn't help himself, Aizen Soyousuke smiled gently as always, and pushed his glasses.

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