"My answer is... There is no answer. ”

Under the setting sun, Snow God Moon shrugged her shoulders and replied with her hands spread.

At this moment, even in the mood of three generations of old men, his face was extraordinarily exciting.

I tried my best to arouse the child's interest, but I heard such an answer, really...

However, the young man didn't have a playful look on his face, but looked into the distance and said softly, "Hokage-sama... What you said is still far, far away for me, and before I can break the shackles on my body, I can't be in the mood to protect others, let alone whether those people are worth protecting... For me, that's not necessarily the case. ”

The third generation opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was stopped by the young man with a slight wave of his left hand: "I know what you want to say, and I also know that you want to convey to me the insights of your life for decades." ”

Xue Shenyue turned her head to look at the old man, her eyes were deep and focused: "However, all this life, all the experiences, I have to rely on myself to perceive, no matter how correct your experience is, without those experiences and processes, I can't understand it." ”

Three generations were speechless.

Just like parents always blame their children for being disobedient, the old man always feels that what he says is right, why don't the younger generations listen... That's because all cognition comes from one's own experience, and other people's perceptions are at most just guidance and reference.

"Actually, I don't quite understand why you think so much of me... If you want to find a candidate for the fifth generation of Hokage, then there is not a Jiraiya-sama, and... Is Tsunade-sama a good fit? They're the famous Three Ninjas..."Xue Shenyue said curiously.

The three generations shrugged their shoulders as before learning from Snow God Yue, and said helplessly: "They... One knows how to write novels, and the other knows how to gamble, really..."

This time it was Snow Shenyue's turn to be speechless, he shook his head and said tentatively: "No matter what they say, they are also your disciples, so they should be willing to accept it." ”

The third generation looked into the distance, sighed slightly, and said, "Jilai is too idealistic, he can't accept the dark side of Konoha and is only suitable for living in the light; Tsunade's words are too tough, and sooner or later he will fall out with the advisors and Danzo. ”

He took a deep breath of his cigarette, exhaled it slowly, and then said, "Although their strength is enough, it is still not good to become a qualified leader and lead the big tree of Konoha to continue to grow." ”

Xue Shenyue pursed her lips and said speechlessly, "Then where am I?" ”

Miyo took off his pipe and laughed: "I've been following you for many years... Whether it's your temperament or talent, it's good enough, and the most important thing is that you have your own unique outlook on life and won't be easily shaken... The only pity is that the strength is not far behind. ”

Hearing this, Snow God Yue twitched: "I'm not yet thirteen years old, okay?" ”

"In the ninja world, a person's strength is never measured by age, I once saw a young man who was very similar to you, he had a pair of eyes that penetrated the world, but unfortunately..."The third generation sighed slightly.

Snow God Moon suddenly turned his head and said, "Uchiha Itachi? ”

The third generation was taken aback: "How do you know him?" ”

The boy spread his hands and said casually, "From Sasuke's memory." ”

The old man remembered the similar scenes in the graduation test and the qualifiers, his pupils shrank, and then he exclaimed: "What a great blood inheritance limit. ”

Xue Shenyue didn't say anything more, he slowly stood up, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat.

The breeze is blowing, and the clothes are flying.

The sunset had slowly faded, leaving the last bit of afterglow to coat the leaves with a reddish glow.

There were no longer many people on the streets of the village, and at the same time, the lights of the houses were turned on.

The warm and beautiful families convey a strange warmth and serenity.

Snow God Moon suddenly had the mood of understanding the three generations, even if it was just to protect the smiles on the faces of these people, he was willing to give everything.

"So... I can't give you this answer right now, the hope and desire for the future comes from the needs of the present, I believe... Five years from now, I'll be able to give you an answer. The boy finally said.

The three generations of Hokage stood beside him and nodded lightly: "Then say it, you must give me an answer when the time comes." ”

The sunset gradually went down, and it could no longer bring them warmth, and the slightly cool feeling enveloped the whole body, and the darkness gradually spread, directly covering the figure of the three generations of old people...

Night fell quickly.

And after Snow God Moon and the three generations of Hokage left here one after another, a strange person suddenly turned out of the woods.

He has long black hair, a pair of yellow eyes like snake eyes under his bangs, and a pale face, which looks amazing.

This person is obviously the only one of the three ninja who has defected out of the village... Orochimaru.

He slowly walked to the edge of the cliff, and the hemp rope tied around his waist swayed slightly.

He also looked down on this village, what was he thinking now... Nobody knows...

"You're here..."

Soon after, as the clogs sounded, an old voice came from behind him.

Orochimaru turned around and saw Danzo, who had wrapped his entire right arm and right face in a bandage, walking slowly on crutches.

"Hmph, I'm here as promised, I hope you don't let me down that day." Orochimaru's voice was hoarse and cold.

Tuan Zang stopped a few steps away from him, and propped his hands on the crutches: "Gen won't interfere, don't worry." ”

Orochimaru smiled evilly: "In addition to that, I have to take one person with me." ”

"Who?" Tuan Zang said lightly.

Orochimaru's eyes flashed: "Uchiha Sasuke." ”

Danzang's only left eye narrowed, and then nodded, "As long as you don't move Snow God Moon, everyone else can." ”

Orochimaru said lightly: "That kid doesn't have Uchiha blood on his body, so he won't interest me yet." ”

Tuan Zang turned to leave, and his voice continued: "That's good, he's my favorite tool..."

After a brief meeting, silence fell back on.

Click.

Orochimaru turned around, jumped slightly, and landed on the Hokage Rock of the third generation, and then slowly sat down.

A windmill that doesn't turn has no value to look at, so use the wind of destruction of Konoha to push it...

Konoha has been calm for many years...

Like its leader, it began to exude an aura of decay...

Teacher, you are already old, and if you barely sit in that position, you will only exhaust your previous prestige...

How desolate it was to end his life like an ordinary old man in the end...

Let me give you one last of your glory...

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Perhaps, dying for Konoha will be able to make everyone remember you, and this is also your best destination... Just let me, a deviant student, give you one last ride... You'd love to, too... Teacher... - Orochimaru

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