In the early morning of this day, the sky was full of dark clouds, and the atmosphere was very depressing, which was very in line with the mood of most people at the scene.

After the three generations finished speaking, the people in black mourning clothes still stood in front of the tombstone of the fire, with serious and sad expressions, and Sakakihara Toru was one of them.

In fact, his heart refused, he had just come back and was called to attend the funeral, and he really knew how to instruct people, but he couldn't refuse.

After all, even Orochimaru came, and now he was standing next to him, and the air pressure of the two of them was quite low, most of his reasons were not because of sadness, and Orochimaru estimated that the same was true.

He now has neither the sorrow for the death of the dead, nor the joy of victory, nor the reality of life at all, which is the sequelae of killing too much.

Although he was originally a rational person, he would never have been so cold-blooded before, and he had changed a lot unconsciously.

Soon it was time to take turns to offer flowers, and Sakakiwara put the white flowers he was carrying on it, and after a brief eye contact with the three generations, he whispered hello.

"Hokage-sama, hard work."

The three generations nodded silently, they had really grown a lot after the tempering of the war, and they were visibly more calm to the naked eye, and they didn't feel this way at the end of the last battle with Yunyin.

He really didn't expect Sakakihara Toru to grow so quickly, and it seemed that he was better than Kakashi Hachiki, regardless of their strength, the minds of the two were a lot different.

"Teacher Ape Fei, why are you looking like this, do you regret giving me guidance?"

Orochimaru walked up to the third generation, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was unpredictable.

"Alas, Orochimaru, you know I didn't mean that."

The three generations looked at Orochimaru's back thoughtfully, he clearly sensed Orochimaru's cruelty, and there was no sadness in his eyes, which was a manifestation of complete disregard for life.

Although the process of the two becoming masters and apprentices was very smooth, in fact, he was always very vigilant.

The differences in the personalities of the two are too great, and if a genius is ruined because of the discord between master and apprentice, he might as well take Sakaki

Miyo's eyes gradually became sharper, and he seemed to maintain the demeanor of Shinobi, but the new wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his state.

The war had exhausted him, and there was no doubt that the teacher was old.

Orochimaru said lightly, "Hehe, you should have agreed to my order, although I also want to serve the village, the battlefield doesn't need me for the time being." ”

The three generations were silent for a moment and nodded, "Well, Tuan Zang also mentioned it to me, and I agreed." ”

A cold light flashed in Orochimaru's eyes, and he couldn't help licking the corners of his mouth, and turned around to leave without hesitation, "That's great, you pay attention to rest, I'll go back first." ”

The three generations looked at the back of Orochimaru thoughtfully, since when did he start to see through the other party, he felt uncomfortable in his eyes just now, cold and ruthless and cruel, and his disregard for life was overflowing.

Maybe he should also have a decision on the choice of the next Hokage.

Sakakihara saw the whole process of the conversation between the two in the corner, tried to read the lower lip, and could see that he was bored to this extent, and just now he realized that there was basically no one he knew in the room, and there was no shadow of Kakashi who should have appeared.

"Brother Tou, it's been a long time, you're back safely!"

Itachi, who noticed Sakakiwara Toru, immediately came over to say hello, looking very well-behaved and a good boy.

Sakakihara shook his head, squinted and laughed, "It's Itachi, it's been a long time." ”

He saw that Uchiha Fugaku was not far away, surrounded by several Uchiha clansmen, gathered together to discuss something.

There are a lot of Uchiha people among the victims, and it is normal for Fugaku to come forward, and as for Itachi, he is not sure whether he was pulled in or came voluntarily.

He asked with concern, "Have you already been to the battlefield?" I feel like I'm on my mind, and there's something you can tell me. ”

No matter how mature the mind is, it is easy for children of this age to write expressions on their faces, and Itachi's appearance is very troublesome at first glance.

Itachi nodded vigorously, it was to the point, worthy of being a big brother.

Sakakihara patted Itachi on the shoulder, "It's normal to be confused, although Fugaku Senpai is not like the type who can guide people, but you can discuss with him." ”

Itachi's face was embarrassed, "Father doesn't care about these things at all, he wants me to open the writing wheel as soon as possible......"

Sakakihara sighed, not to mention whether Fuyue is a competent patriarch, it is a fact that he will not educate children, but there are not a few fathers like him, and it is not easy for these second generations of officials to grow crooked to varying degrees under the education of the devil.

If it weren't for Naruto's enlightenment, I'm afraid I'll be trapped in the whirlpool of killing for the rest of my life, but fortunately, in the end, it became a positive example, and Itachi became the most stark negative example.

Although I really want to complain directly, Sakakihara still saves some face for Fuyue, and it is very rude to slander his father in front of his son.

Sakakihara thanked those irresponsible parents, there were too many problems, and there was no good education at all, so there was nothing to be done about the child being abducted.

However, Fu Yue didn't know about this, and his second son couldn't escape anyway.

The smile on his face gradually expanded, "By the way, where did Zhishui go?" I told him to take care of you. ”

"Stopping the water will only play tricks on me, he should be training with Yamato, and he has already opened the writing wheel, I can't keep up with his progress." Itachi said ashamedly, "Can Big Brother Toru help me train?"

"When?"

"Now!"

Sakakihara thought for a moment and shook his head helplessly, although he wanted to agree immediately, but he probably couldn't do it today.

I don't know when it started, there is always a looming line of sight to look at, with his many years of experience in the anti-reconnaissance level, this is definitely three generations.

Maybe when he walks a little bit to a place where no one is around, the two will be able to meet very coincidentally and start talking naturally.

Although he doesn't really want to talk, Sakakihara Toru has no reason to refuse, every time it comes to "talking", it is the moment for further sublimation of feelings, how can he give up the opportunity to brush up the favorability of the three generations.

He began to meditate on the Will of Fire and carry out a short period of self-brainwashing, and the older he gets, the harder it becomes to fool, and he also has to cheer up and act well.

"Itachi, I still have something to deal with today, come to my house tomorrow to find me."

"Yes! Thank you very much! Itachi breathed a sigh of relief, he thought he would be rejected.

Sakakihara Toru smiled brightly, "Since they all call me big brother, don't say honorifics, it's just a gesture, and besides, I've already promised Fugaku seniors, little Itachi." ”

Actually, he wanted to call it a little weasel, obviously that one was more appropriate.

Itachi nodded hurriedly, his face turning slightly red, "Oh, I see! ”