Hokage women's clothing fools Madara, Hashirama won't let me go

Orochimaru pleased Yan Bai with a shocked look.

Yan Bai gloated and smiled.

In this world, Qian Shou Fei Jian knows Yan Bai best, and Yan Bai also knows Qian Shou Fei Jian best.

They understand each other's logic very well.

Yan Bai smiled gently, Yingyue in his arms had already started snoring, he said quietly: "Think about it yourself, if you want to insist on synthesizing my child with cells, when you experiment, put your body Cells and Tsunade's somatic cells can be mixed to produce a child, why do you have to use me and Madara's cells?"

"Use your own and Tsunade's. Tsunade will be very happy to cooperate with you. Therefore, if you don't tell Tomona the truth, you will definitely not be able to get the materials back. If you want new ones, you can only get them from me. , if I don't give it to you, what can you do? My child..."

Orochimaru:"……"

Chapter 241 "Eternal Life" Sakura Mo

Orochimaru stood alone at the gate of the underground palace.

The umbrellas that were originally placed under the eaves had changed their most suitable placement at some point, and the rainwater from the tip of the umbrellas had all flowed into the ground along the cracks in the wooden floor.

rustle……

It is different from the sound of wind blowing leaves into the ears.

It was a strange, continuous sound.

Like something fighting raindrops in the dark.

Orochimaru stood quietly for a while.

Recalling what Yan Bai said to him just now, this time, Yan Bai did not hand over his and Madara's body tissues to Orochimaru, but said some strange words.

Yan Bai told Dashewan that by studying his and Madara's cells, he would not be able to get clues to "immortality", and the direction was wrong from the beginning.

The genes of gods cannot be touched by human beings.

Not for moral reasons like mystery or offense, but because it doesn't do much good for the current Orochimaru.

Yan Bai said that there are many sealed fragments in human genes, but gods do not have them, and gods can be directly immunized, while ordinary humans rely on seals to be immune.

Yan Bai also cited some "bans" on certain gene fragments as examples.

Orochimaru can probably understand Yan Bai's meaning.

Yan Bai did not object to Dashewan's research on immortality, but felt that his current research direction was taking a detour.

Therefore, Yan Bai told Orochimaru that his research on the opportunity of immortality is on the road from here to Konoha, and whether he can seize the opportunity depends on Orochimaru himself.

Orochimaru has often encountered such riddle-like guidance before.

Yan Bai guided the first time and the second time, because Orochimaru was still very rebellious at that time, so he insisted on doing it the other way around, and then he was beaten by the world with sticks.

After being severely beaten, Orochimaru became obedient and obedient.

It is the same today.

Continuous voices came to my ears from the nearby darkness.

This may be the reason why Yan Bai said.

Orochimaru saw strange little figures one after another from the rain curtain, rising and falling on the wet grass like waves, constantly surging like waves.

Look at the waves of those blades of grass.

Orochimaru thought to himself.

Is this... a mouse?

The "tide water" was constantly being used, and even in the wind and rain, Orochimaru felt that his clothes were extremely cold, his whole body seemed to be soaked in sea water, and his body was like ice.

Sure enough...it's a mouse, right?

Orochimaru thought this way again.

After a while, one after another, the big mice that were drenched in the rain came carefully to the eaves and looked up at Dashewan.

They stand on two feet like a human like a kitten, and there is no ferocious look in their green eyes. The leading mouse guides Orochimaru with gestures.

"Good evening, please come with us..."

That is the sign language of the pupil art world.

In this world, Orochimaru has never seen anyone use such body language.

There is no doubt that this was taught by Yan Bai, right?

Orochimaru did not hesitate, and whispered: "Please lead the way."

Orochimaru calmly picked up the umbrella, and under the guidance of the sneaky mouse, escaped into the thicker darkness.

Following the swarm of rats, Orochimaru became more and more familiar with the path here.

This is the palace of the old buddy with whom he played very well back then, the old mouse named Ying Mo.

Under the roots of the towering giant tree, there is a hole in the sky.

An underground market was integrated by Yan Bai with bones containing metal.

Here... is the kingdom of mice, and the master of this domain is Yingmo.

Orochimaru probably understood that the leader of the "eternal life" that Yan Bai told him was Yingmo.

It is said that Ying Mo is very old, and has been unable to move in the past few years, and basically does not appear in front of people.

Orochimaru thought it was dead.

After all, Ying Mo also sent away countless pets along with Yan Bai.

This Yingmo is a mouse with extremely tenacious vitality, and its desire to survive is extraordinary.

The kingdom of mice is silent at this moment.

Orochimaru listened to the sound of rain outside through the vent.

Because there is no sky, everything can only be judged by intuition, and Orochimaru's mood is getting heavier.

In the end, in the depths of the city protected by tree roots, Orochimaru was led by the mice to a huge hall.

There is a lot of space here, even if humans are allowed to live here, it will not make people feel that the space is small.

Orochimaru couldn't figure out why a group of mice lived in such a large space.

But now...he seemed to understand something.

In the middle of the empty space, there is a small figure, with its back facing Orochimaru, sitting there kneeling with a small body upright.

Orochimaru was startled and suspicious.

This is... a human child?

These mice actually brought him to meet a child?

The child turned his back to Orochimaru, and in front of him was a low table. He was slender, and he was wearing a well-tailored robe. The ordinary style revealed a luxurious temperament, and he looked very upright. And elegant.

The small back rises and falls due to the rhythm of breathing.

The child's condition did not seem normal at all.

This should be an active and naughty age, but he can sit there quietly, picking up the teacup and putting it down from time to time.

Orochimaru couldn't see the child's face at all, the situation was unknown, and he didn't know what to do.

But the mice who were leading the way had already retreated cautiously.

Orochimaru murmured suspiciously: "Excuse me..."

Orochimaru just opened his mouth, when the child in front suddenly turned his head, his eyes were very strange, giving Orochimaru a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.

The corner of the child's lips curled up slightly, and he said in a childish voice: "Oshewan, so you have such a polite side, has that naughty child grown up?"

The childish voice and the old-fashioned tone, combined together, did not make people feel inconsistent, but had a cute feeling.

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, "Have we... seen each other?"

"Hey hee hee hee..."

The child let out a weird laugh, turned his body sideways and made a "please" gesture to Orochimaru, "please sit down."

Dashewan took a deep breath, thinking of Yan Bai's "eternal life", could it be that he and this "child" are immortal?

Orochimaru closed his eyes, and finally, he decided to follow Yan Bai's guidance, walked to the opposite side of the little boy, and sat down.

Staring at the child at close range, Orochimaru felt awkward.

Can't tell what's wrong.

Orochimaru subconsciously thinks that he must know this child, because his expression, his eyes are very familiar, very... like Sakura Mo.

Orochimaru blinked, "Sakura Mo?"

The child's cute face smiled innocently, "What? I thought you would guess for a long time, what a disappointment."

Orochimaru looked shocked, "How did you become a human?"

Chapter 242

There was a burst of rain outside.

The sound of gurgling water came from the drainage system, and the excess rainwater was filtered through the pipes and led to the cistern.

There was silence in the living room.

Yan Bai was putting Yingyue, who was already asleep, into the rattan cradle, eleven cats crowded together, purring one after another.

Yan Bai sat on the cushion next to him, gently rocking the cradle.

In the living room without any light, the dull atmosphere made the whole space shrouded in a layer of grayish black.

In this world where the sun cannot be found, it feels as if this place exists forever in the night.

The humid air is reminiscent of rain outside.

Yan Bai stared at the cat in the cradle motionlessly.

In the dark corner, a hoarse voice came from the Thousand Hands Door.

"Yan Bai..."

Yan Bai didn't agree, maybe because he fell asleep while sitting up when he was old, or maybe he felt that it wasn't him who was calling out from the door.

"Sorry for studying your genes without permission. I know you probably don't like it, so I haven't agreed to Madara's marriage proposal for so long."

The voice between the Thousand Hands lingered in the darkness.

Yan Bai didn't respond either, he was using the wind tunnel to dry his long hair which had become thick due to the inhalation of water vapor.

At some point, Qianshou Feijian, the reincarnated body of dirty soil, had already arrived behind Yan Bai, and he exuded a strong rotten aura.

Yan Bai still didn't respond.

Qian Shou Fei only felt that the dead heart could still give him the feeling of freezing, so he sat down beside Yan Bai, just like Yan Bai, staring at the sleeping cats in the cradle.

The rain outside has not abated at all, and the sound of raindrops hitting the grass blades is still very strong.

Qianshoubeijian has existed in the darkness for too long, and it has been so long that Qianshoubeijian has to think carefully before recalling the appearance of the scorching sun.

But when seeing Yan Bai, Qianshou Feijian can also think of the sun.

"Even for things that you are used to, no matter how important it is, if you haven't seen it for a while, you still need to think about it before you can recall what it looks like. The longer you don't see it, the more blurred your impression will be."

Yan Bai suddenly whispered: "You said, right? Brother..."

Qianshou Feijian said expressionlessly: "You are right, Madara once said that he would resurrect big brother, but now, I am dead, and Madara is also dead. I don't understand your thoughts, and I don't know that Madara died. How on earth can I revive myself and my elder brother?"

"Brother's appearance is already very vague in my consciousness, and sometimes I can't even remember it, and my various emotions for him are getting weaker and weaker."

Qianshou Feijian is not without complaints in his heart, but he has some doubts in Yan Bai's long-term trust in his heart.

Qianshou Feijian observed everything silently. He judged everything in the world through observation and analysis, instead of just relying on what others said and guaranteed, and believing what he heard.

Yan Bai is a child of the gods. This point has been observed and witnessed by Qian Shou Feijian for a long time, and he believes it.

Yan Bai can live forever, so naturally he can resurrect his elder brother Hashirama.

I haven't done it yet, it must be because the timing is not right.