[Comprehensive] Hokage: Watching the Moon Climb Up

In the end, it was Grandma Chiyo who used her reincarnation ninjutsu to save Gaara.

The price is a life for a life.

During the operation, a scroll placed in my arms was slightly hot, and it seemed that something was about to break free.

I pressed it up and said softly, "This technique is actually prepared by her for you."

Whether it is to give his life to the two puppet "father" and "mother" that Xie cares about most, so that he can enjoy the happiness of his parents being alive again, or to give his life to Xie who may suffer an accidental death one day, there is no doubt that In the mind of Grandma Chiyo, everything is actually scorpion first.

She is trading her life for her life at this moment. Apart from being moved by Naruto, there are also some thoughts that make me love Luo remember her.

What Scorpion has done cannot be tolerated in Sand Ninja Village. If the third Kazekage still dies in Scorpion's hands, then the entire Sand Ninja Village will never die with him, and the killing order will never be revoked.

She traded her own life for Gaara's resurrection, which to some extent was offsetting Scorpion's sins, or in other words, she was using her life to earn favors for Scorpion.

As long as I love Luo to remember her well, when Scorpio reappears in some form, there won't be too much trouble.

... She was really worried about her grandson.

The heat on the scroll gradually dissipated, I withdrew my hand, and instead of watching the heavy scene, I turned around to look at Didala who was pinned to the ground and could not move.

I just planned to abuse him to vent my anger, but found something wrong.

Sure enough, after I lightly crushed his larynx, he turned into a pile of white clay and fell limply to the ground.

"... This kid Jin Chan is doing a good job out of his shell..." I raised the corners of my mouth, narrowed my eyes, and bent them into crescent moons.

Probably because the air-conditioning on my body was too obvious, Sakura, who had been silently watching Grandma Chiyo performing the spell, couldn't help shivering, and then dodged towards Kakashi's side.

I turned my head to look at Kaiban who had just rushed over, and raised my hand to beckon Neji over, "Ningji, use your white eyes to see where that guy is hiding."

Ning Ci nodded, with bulging veins around his eyes, "Blind eyes!"

After a while, he pointed out a direction, "There, under the bushes."

I tilted my head, smiled and threw Qianben out, instantly appeared in his hiding place, and kicked him out with a careless kick.

"I just want to run away when I make a crying man, there's no such thing as cheap."

One of his arms was broken at the root, and only half of the other was left, and it was hanging limply by his side as if he had lost control. The clay of 'body, used to hide from my eyes.

He was facing me sideways, panting against the tree with difficulty.

I wrote that the sharing eyes are running, and I leaned over and tilted my head for a while before suddenly realizing, "Oh~ so you still have a mouth..."

The front of his Xiaopao was torn, as if torn apart by his own bite, exposing half of his chest in a very unartistic way.

...It can be seen from this that the quality of uniform clothes organized by them is really not much better. Back then, when I wanted to change Itachi into new and high-end clothes, he actually refused me. What a hard-working and simple silly boy.

Heck, let's get to the point.The rags on his chest fluttered, a small mouth was looming, and there were small holes around it, it seemed that there were threads sewn there to seal the mouth.

But now, the seal is lifted.

So, that mouth was grinning, revealing a mouthful of white teeth with a strong taste, and a long tongue twirling around nimbly.If you guessed correctly, pulling out a thousand books or something is a good thing this tongue does.

Sure enough, Muramura flew over and landed on my shoulder, complaining very aggrieved that he just saw the disgusting long tongue.

Muramura, who had a slight obsession with cleanliness before, was taken aback by the sticky, wet saliva on his tongue. Before the tongue wrapped around it, he resolutely turned back into a crow and left him. The cold and blown hair curled back, regaining the image of handsome and domineering "handsome in the sword".

This also explained why the other party was able to escape under the noses of everyone without anyone noticing - it's all because everyone trusted me too much and I trusted Murasame too much. _(:зゝ∠)_

With a look of disgust, I approached him, holding his body that was unable to move due to serious internal organ injuries, and I verbally criticized Murasame while ignoring Didara's provocation and walked into the forest.

The atmosphere on the grass outside is so heavy, it is not suitable for my strict and relaxed style of torture.

To be honest, he has already been beaten like this and he keeps talking, which shows that this comrade is also an uneasy brat.

I first gave him a month to read so that he could appreciate the beauty of life, and then I threw him aside and sat down by myself, planning to discuss with him whether he should continue to hang out in the organization or not.

He opened his eyes dripping with cold sweat, just in time to see me sitting there eating cashew nuts, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

I stretched out my hand and asked him kindly, "Want to eat?"

He froze for a moment before nodding.

I fed him a few pills, and he chewed and swallowed without any defense, not worried that I might poison him or something.The corner of my mouth twitched, I was deeply shocked by the breadth of his heart, and I also had a painful feeling of "Emma's enemy is so innocent, I treat him so badly"... Although I don't have that kind of thing.

Didara said that his digestive system is different from that of ordinary people. Generally speaking, even if he accidentally ingests the poison of Scorpion Danna, he will not die for a while, so there is no need to worry at all.

I looked at his chest with his tongue sticking out, and then thought about the right hand sticking out his tongue that was broken by Kakashi, I couldn't help feeling chills.

... Really, quite unusual.

Seeing his eyeballs rolling back and forth, I raised my eyebrows, and I knew he wasn't thinking of anything good.

Sure enough, he seemed to see that I was easy to talk to, and also seemed to feel that he had found my weakness, so he boldly played the emotional card with me starting with food.

"I'm hungry and need something to eat."

I nodded, as if I was really easy to talk to, I took out a scroll and prepared to unseal the food for him to eat.After all, Konoha does not have the habit of mistreating captives, unless he keeps a secret and tells the truth, otherwise the treatment is generally good.

Didara leaned against the tree and shook his head at the squid and vegetable bento I unpacked, "I don't eat this kind of thing," he turned his gaze to the pile of white clay bird remains in the distance, Said, "I can eat dirt, eh!"

"...You really have an idea. Is it the consequence of shopping too much in this treasure?" I held my forehead in a state of speechlessness, then looked at him with a sincere expression, and suggested friendlyly, "Do you need to buy your hands?"

Before he could answer, I tapped my fist on the palm of my hand, and seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "...ah, I forgot, Kakashi has already chopped it up for you, so you don't have to worry about it in the future. You don't need to thank him, you should do it of!"

He paused, "...can I beat you up? Yes!"

Seeing his gritted teeth and ferocious expression, I hooked the corners of my mouth and pressed my fist on a nearby tree in front of him. The lush and lush tree immediately spread a spiderweb-like crack around my fist.Then, the moment my fist left, the whole tree made a "creak" sound and turned into small pieces of wood of various shapes, with green leaves falling to the ground one after another.

He shook, swallowed, and silently decided to close his mouth.

I leaned over, bent down and picked his chin, and smiled, "If you want to eat dirt, I will give it to you. Do you want to unify the world and I will listen to you?"

"Xiao Zai, don't treat everyone else as a fool, you are a guy who plays earth escape, will I let you touch your most familiar combat weapon at will? It's already a shame not to tie you to a tree branch."

"If you want to use the explosive clay as a cover to escape, just say so, anyway, I won't let you do that."

Seeing him froze, he turned his head away from me, I patted his face, and smiled softly, "Hey, we don't eat dirt, dad will take you to eat small cakes."

"..."

I used my kaleidoscope generously to seal Didara's extra mouth and legs that might run around, and I grabbed his collar and dragged him out of the woods.

As for the little cake that was agreed upon, once he has explained everything honestly, I will take him out to roam around, eat as much as he wants, rich and self-willed.

Dragging him towards the setting sun, there was a long trail of dragging trails behind him.On the grass in front of me, I don’t know when there is a group of people, around Gaara who just woke up, laughing and jumping, and there are some people wiping their eyes with their sleeves and crying, throwing the big man’s face to Java. .

A few unfamiliar little girls stared at Gaara, shouting, "As expected of Gaara-sama, you are so handsome!" and "I knew Gaara-sama would never die!".Biju hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop them, fearing that they would jump up in agitation and crush Gaara who had just woken up.

On the contrary, a girl with a single ponytail stretched out her hand very lightly, trying to help Gaara up, but unfortunately, she was pushed away by the boy who wanted to be strong, and she stubbornly wanted to get up by herself.The girl smiled tolerantly, and let him move his stiff body, but she still waved with her hands, and helped him up when his legs were weak.

Everything is so beautiful.

Konoha and his party who came to help out tactfully left space for their own people, while Sakura was on the side, embracing Grandma Chiyo who had closed her eyes, frowning tightly, biting her lip fiercely.

Until Naruto noticed, he said inadvertently, "Grandma Chiyo is also very tired, let her sleep for a while."

The few people who knew the truth couldn't help turning their heads away, and Sakura couldn't help but shed tears.

Kankuro explained the principle of this life-for-life method in a sad tone, and by the way, he said the original intention of Chiyo-ma's mother-in-law to lead the research department to develop this technique, which made everyone feel even heavier, and a little admired that they have always had nothing to do with themselves before The hanging Chiyo would actually do such a thing.

"Naruto, you really have a special power." This was the voice of everyone.

He has the power to change others, the power to make others believe in him involuntarily, and the power to make others gamble on him.

I held Didara and looked at them from a distance, watching Naruto go from initial suspicion to acceptance, and then to calmness.

He has really grown up, although the price of growth is so heavy.

"Hey, Deidara." I put him down, still looking there, and asked softly, "Why did you join the Akatsuki organization?"

He looked up, "Anyway, I have no place to go, since they can give me a place where I can perfect my art to my heart's content, without anyone disturbing me, then I'll go, eh!"

"...The original intention is really pure." I couldn't help laughing, but also couldn't help sighing, "Sometimes the purer the original intention, the more scruples you do when you do things, and the more terrifying the final result."

Just like Brother Tu, at first he just wanted a world with a girl he liked, but in the end, ninjas from all over the world joined forces to form an alliance to stop him.

In the same way, Didala just wanted a place for artistic creation that would not be disturbed, so he didn't care and became a knife made by the Akatsuki organization against tailed beasts.

Hearing my pointed sigh, he gave me a puzzled look, and then the corner of his mouth curled up, "For me, nothing else matters, and I don't care what they do. Besides, what I do It's not that scary, is it?"

He tilted his head, "Although my art cannot be understood by people, sooner or later I will create a unique artwork that will shock the world. Art is an explosion, huh!"

"..." This brat, can he still listen to people's persuasion? !

The corners of my mouth twitched, he is going to make a super big bomb to destroy the rhythm of the earth...

"Comrade Xiaodi..." I put my hand on his shoulder, and persuaded him sincerely, "I have no objection to your art, but there is a limit to this art. It's okay if you like to play with explosive clay." No, but it’s not right for you to use your artwork to blow up other people casually. Even if you can’t blow up people, it’s not good to blow up flowers and plants. People are born by people, and flowers are born by flowers Yes, you can't just put other people's lives at risk for your own art..."

Then, I spent an hour talking with him about life and ideals, from poetry to philosophy of life, from eight honors and eight disgraces to patriotism, dedication, integrity and friendliness, from five lectures, four beauties and three loves to being the four virtues of the new era Youth, until he swears to be loyal to the people, loyal to the party, and wants to contribute to the people with red eyes.

Seeing his deeply moved appearance, I patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, sat down and taught him how to add some metal salt hair coloring agent to the detonating clay to make his explosion more artistic, while silently sighing, it turns out It's not that I don't know how to escape from the mouth, but that I didn't find the right direction... I looked at the sky.