It doesn't matter, Lord Kazekage will make a move

Chapter 57 Photos
"Ha~"

A few Konoha ninjas were at the gate of the city, stamping their feet, panting, and rubbing their hands like flies to keep warm.

"Tell me, we worked so hard and risked our lives to go on patrol, and we didn't even have a mouthful of hot water when we came back. What's the reason for making us stand?!"

One of them couldn't help complaining.

"Forget it, the situation is unstable now, it's normal for Master Zhenhong to be more cautious."

The ninja next to him buried the lower half of his face in his collar and said in a muffled voice.

Suddenly, the chatter of everyone stopped at the same time, and the guards on the city wall pulled out Kunai, and looked at the direction of the forest together.

"D-Oshemaru-sama?!"

Seeing who came, everyone in Konoha was relieved.

"Open the door!"

Yuhi Zhenhong came to the gate of the city at some point.

"Orochimaru."

Yuhi Zhenhong nodded to him.

There is a seven-year difference between Zhenhong and Dashemaru. Although they both grew up in the village, they don't know each other well.

Mainly because of their personalities, one is serious and old-fashioned, the other is cold and withdrawn, there is no overlap at all.

"Master True Red."

Although Orochimaru referred to the adults in his mouth, there was no respect at all between his brows.

There is no dissatisfaction with Zhenhong. Konoha is well known for the inner pride of Orochimaru, and the etiquette is not bad at all, but you just can't feel the respect in it, especially after you are obsessed with research, this feeling is even stronger.

In the words of Hoshino Mu, it is the feeling of the player facing the NPC.

Zhenhong's eyes turned to the masked ninjas behind Orochimaru.

Orochimaru glanced sideways: "They are all members of Root, and they just came back from the east."

Zhenhong nodded.

He just felt that the bloody smell on those people was a bit heavy.

"Who are these people?"

Orochimaru glanced at the group of shivering ninjas and asked.

"These are spies out on patrol. Hoshino Mu may sneak attack Kikyo City. I ordered a strict investigation to prevent him from sneaking in in troubled waters,"

Orochimaru nodded, and said approvingly: "That's right, that guy Hoshino Mu is full of tricks, which caused both Hokage-sama and Shikaku a headache, and caused Konoha a lot of trouble. He would rather kill by mistake than let him go."

Zhenhong nodded, for some reason, he felt that Dashewan's tone seemed to have a hint of approval.

"please come in"

Zhenhong invited everyone in, Da Shewan took the initiative to say: "You listen to Master Zhenhong's arrangement, I still have some experimental problems to think about, please Master Zhenhong to find me a clean room."

Zhenhong was not dissatisfied, but relieved.

With Orochimaru's reputation, it would be difficult for him to dictate to the troops.

This guy who is much younger than him is not only superior in strength, but also has a strong appeal. Although he has been obsessed with experiments these years, he still has many fans.

Zhenhong returned to the enchantment class after making arrangements, and asked, "Is the enchantment responding?"

"Except for the spies who came back just now and Master Orochimaru's troops, there is no response at present."

"Um"

Zhenhong thought for a while, opened the door and shouted: "Come here, check the spies again to see if anyone has been hypnotized, and check yesterday's one too!"

"Yes!"

Zhenhong let out a long sigh of relief. With Dashewan in charge, his pressure is much less.

Zhenhong walked to the corner of the room, which was a blind spot.

He took out a pocket watch, and there was a photo in the cover on the dial, which was specially taken by his daughter when she became a Chunin, her blushing face was turned aside, with some reluctance.

Looking at the photo, there is only tenderness in the eyes of this serious man who is outsiders and even in front of his family.

In the first half of his life, he wanted to be an excellent ninja, and he did it; in the second half of his life, he wanted to be a qualified father, but so far, he failed.

Makoto was born in the early days of Konoha Village. Not long after he remembered, Uchiha Madara took Kyuubi to attack Konoha. His parents also died in that battle.

Later, Lord Hashirama passed away. He took up arms to defend his homeland in his early ten years, and spent his entire youth on the battlefield.

After the war ended, the village finally calmed down, and he also married a beautiful wife and became a Jonin. It can be said that his dream in the first half of his life has come true.

The following year was the best of his life.

His little princess, Hong, was born. She had the same bright red eyes as his own. The first time he saw her, he swore to protect this little guy with his life and let her inherit his abilities.

It's a pity that the second Ninja World War broke out the next year, and he couldn't even say happy birthday to his daughter in the distant land of rain.

In this way, he never went back once during the most precious five years of his daughter's birth. He only learned about his daughter's growth intermittently through letters and photos sent by his wife.

When he returned to Konoha, the first time his daughter saw him was not calling dad happily, but shrinking behind his wife, looking at him timidly.

He knew what he had lost, but did he regret it?
I don't know, maybe I don't regret it. After all, if I didn't go to the battlefield, Hong might not have such a carefree living environment.

Furthermore, as a ninja, he has no right to regret it.

Later, the wars were less frequent, and I could stay in the village with my family, but every time I wanted to be gentle in front of Hong, but when I said it, the expression on my face was always the same as when I was in the army.

I seem to be insulated from gentleness.

Over time, the relationship between father and daughter looks more like subordinates and subordinates.

He even forced Hong to take the photo after passing the Chunin exam this time. Her daughter is so proud that she insists that Chunin is not worth mentioning.

But it's not so easy to be a ninja, after all, the most indispensable thing in the ninja world is accidents!

Zhenhong has seen too many people who are better than himself fall down when they were Genin and Zhongnin. He thinks that he can become a Jnin not because of his strength, but because he is lucky and cautious.

Maybe it was a little unlucky, but he really hoped that his daughter could leave something behind as a testimony of her life in this world, even if it was just a thin photo.

More importantly, it is his little selfishness to be by his side instead of his daughter when he is far away from the village. In case he really can't go back, leaving with his daughter's photo can also remind him Don't forget her in another world.

Zhenhong stretched out her thumb, gently rubbing the photo with her fingertips.

"grown ups."

Zhenhong was clever, quickly put away the pocket watch, and when she turned around, she returned to her usual serious appearance.

"what's up?"

"Master Orochimaru invites you to dinner."

Zhenhong frowned, and agreed after hesitation.

The two have no personal relationship, he doesn't know why Orochimaru invited him to dinner at this time, but although he is old-fashioned, he is not ignorant of the world.

A well-known member of the third generation, who even has the opportunity to compete for the invitation of the next Hokage, of course he will not refuse.

"Orochimaru."

Zhenhong came to Dashewan's room, and the food was already set on the table.

"True Red Master"

Orochimaru made a 'please' gesture.

"I invited you here this time to understand your views on the frontline situation. To be honest, I may go to stop Luosha in a while, and I won't stay here for long. I want to learn more about the situation in the southwest now."

Zhenhong nodded. It seemed that the other party would be her boss for some time to come, and her expression became respectful: "Although Luosha has a large number of troops in the southwest, I think the biggest trouble is Hoshino Mu."

"Oh?"

Orochimaru raised his eyebrows: "He is only about 700, and Lu Jiu said he is nothing to worry about."

Zhenhong shook her head: "I know what Lu Jiu meant. He said that even if the opponent hits Konoha, he is not afraid, but what if his goal is not Konoha?"

"It's a novel idea."

Orochimaru picked up the teacup on the table: "During the war, replace wine with tea."

Zhenhong was interrupted and wanted to continue, so he picked up his cup and took a sip.

"It's impossible for this group of people to invade Konoha, but if they join Luo Sha or Onogi's troops, or join Yun Nin, the balance will tilt, and the situation will get worse if they pull the whole body."

Orochimaru nodded: "Lu Jiu actually knows, but do you understand the trade-off?"

Zhenhong sighed, how could he not know.

"Then what's your opinion on Hoshino Mu?"

Zhenhong frowned. She didn't know why the other party asked such a strange question suddenly, but she still replied: "Cunning, patient, and good at using people's hearts. This kind of enemy must assassinate him before he gets up. In fact, it is a little late to say now, I have already informed Lord Danzo of this suggestion, and I don’t know if it will be adopted.”

Orochimaru's complexion sank: "Master Zhenhong, you are also an old ninja who has been famous for many years, how could you do such a thing that does not talk about martial arts! Shouldn't a man walk in the sky and be aboveboard?!"

Zhenhong just felt baffled, her blood flowed, and she was about to say something when suddenly the world turned and her eyes went dark and she fainted to the ground.

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