Chapter Eighty-Seven: Between the Same Door

"Are you finished?"

in the alleys.

Guanyue tried very hard to show a kind smile, but for some reason, the muscles that were normally in control were stiff and completely uncontrollable.

In desperation, he simply put on a straight face, expressionless, just like Yi Yu when they met for the first time, as cold as an iceberg, as if wearing a mask.

Thinking about it this way, the Uchiha family seems to have a lot of face paralysis! Is this also a specialty of the Uchiha family? Suddenly, my mind drifted away······

The dark part of the tanuki mask looked at the distracted moon in wonder, what does this guy mean? Look down on people? Wandering in front of him three times and twice, when he can't see it?

Hell yes!

Angrily cursed secretly in his heart, fortunately, he still remembered the entrustment of Lord Tuanzang, he was just here to pass the word, not to make trouble with others, and the person in front of him was not only not weak in his own strength, but also stood behind a big Buddha, Qimu Shuomao.

Konoha White Fang is notorious, and he doesn't want to provoke this big Buddha.

"Ahem."

With a light cough, Guanyue came back to his senses.

"After the next words are finished, I hope that Your Excellency can think about it, the 'root'······ Like-minded comrades are welcome to join us at any time. ”

Taking a deep look at the moon, the dark part of the tanuki mask's face was sealed, and the wind rose under his feet and disappeared from the spot.

The popsicle wrapper rolls with a warm wind, then glides slowly at a low altitude, flies not far and falls due to the weak wind, and clatters against the large irregular bluestone pavement.

“······ Coming and going like the wind, it's really capricious! ”

"What else is there to join the root? Tut! If you take the wrong medicine, how can you add the root, and dream about it! ”

After spitting hard, Guanyue seemed to spit out the depression in his heart, his expression became flat again, and he took a step and strode towards home.

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Hokage Building.

"Root people? This guy really refuses to stop, isn't one Uchiha family enough for him to be busy? ”

The three generations stood in front of the window, looking at the high and low buildings of the village, speaking in a soft voice and looking very flat, as if they were not surprised by Tuanzang's actions.

"When will I be able to change my temperament, seeing good things is like hugging me in my arms, do you still think I am a child? What a headache······ Alas! ”

The dark part of the table bowed his head deeply, not daring to speak, this was not something he could interject, he just had to obey the instructions.

The three generations turned around and walked to the table, opened the brocade box at the head of the table, and the crystal ball the size of a melon was crystal clear and spotless, which showed that it was carefully taken care of on weekdays.

However, the outstretched hand hung in mid-air, and it did not fall for a long time.

"You said that the people of the root are in the alley and meet with the whirlpool and the moon?"

"Yes, the person at the root appeared directly in front of the whirlpool and the moon, although it was in the alley, but he did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, and it has only been sparsely populated there recently because of martial law, and it is not a secluded place."

"That's it! I know the matter, go down. ”

The third generation closed the box again, repelled the dark part of the message, and thought silently with a pipe in his mouth.

Smoke filled the room again.

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Underground base.

"So, the Vortex Moon Gazer isn't interested in our philosophy, is it?"

Danzou read the scroll in his hand, and he didn't look at the dark part of the tanuki's face mask, and his voice was cold without a trace of ups and downs.

"Yes."

"Hmm······ What a genius personality! It's a real headache. ”

He emitted a feeling very similar to that of the three generations, and at the same time looked at the words on the scroll seriously, focusing on two purposes.

"But······ Forget it, wait until he comes back alive on the battlefield, little ghost, they are all so naïve, when they roll in the pile of dead people for a few times and see what real war is, they will know how trivial it is to kill a mere shinobi······ Forget it, what's the use of talking to you about this, go down. ”

Suddenly feeling a little excited, Tuan Zang closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair.

It wasn't until the shadow man stepped back that Danzou turned his head and looked at the rock wall on his right.

Not long after the Root Organization was first established, everything was very rudimentary, including this underground base, the room maintained a rough beauty, the walls were uneven, and the rough rock walls even had many sharp corners that had not been smoothed, which if you accidentally hit your head, you would end up with a burst of brains.

"Sarutobi, hiding and hiding doesn't match your Hokage's identity, or do you mean that you can't do it anymore and are you ready to abdicate and make way for Xian?"

On the right side of the rock wall, the gray rock suddenly produced a sense of distortion, and the figures of the three generations slowly appeared, and under the dim candlelight, a huge black shadow shrouded the wall on the right, shaking violently.

"Hmph, my health is very good, wait for me to continue to work for twenty or thirty years, and then think about abdication, I don't need you to worry about me, this son has nothing to do with you."

It should be said that it is worthy of being the same family, and the three generations faced Tuan Zang, and they spoke a lot more casually, mercilessly anti-sarcasm back, and violently uncovered the scars in Tuan Zang's heart.

Didn't become the Hokage.

This is the most regrettable thing about Tuanzang, and I can't help but regret it every time I recall it.

If you really want to talk about it, when the first Hokage died and the second Hokage was in power, his chances of succeeding to the third generation were no less than Sarutobi.

Ape Fei said that it was the personal disciple of the first generation and the second generation, but if you take a closer look, you will find that the first generation only had one apprentice, Ape Fei, and the second generation received three people: Tuanzang, Mito Menyan, and Zhuan Xiaochun.

Glance.

The second generation claims to be the master of Ape Fei, but it is just the protection of the only disciple of the first generation, it is not uncommon for people to go to tea and cool this kind of thing, and Ape Fei's qualifications are excellent, and the second generation can just give one or two instructions, so as not to be wasted.

For the third generation of candidates, the second generation has hesitated for a long time, Ape Fei and Tuan Zang are so good, the second generation has always been known for its shrewdness and decisiveness It is difficult to make a choice, one is the personal disciple of the deceased eldest brother, and the other is the apprentice he has carefully cultivated.

Until he was in a desperate situation, the last test in the life of the second generation, Tuan Zang retreated, but Ape Fei persevered.

It was this difference in thought that Tuan Zang passed by the seat of the third generation, and he has been strangers ever since.

"Humph!"

Hearing the ridicule of the three generations, the donkey chief pulled by Tuan Zang's face instantly turned black and snorted coldly.

"What's the matter with me? Hurry up and fuck off, I don't have anything to entertain you here. ”

Turning your face is like turning a book.

Tuan Zang didn't hide his impatience at all, and he almost drove people away.