I...... Dead?

……

A heavy feeling of exhaustion hit the whole body......

Gradually regaining his sight......

Consciousness is awake again......

The last memories came flooding back to me......

Qing Shui remembered that he forcibly cast the "Hard Vortex Water Blade", and then caused a violent backlash because of the extreme pressure on his body, and finally fell unconscious on that cliff......

…… Watergate! And those ninjas in Konoha!

I wonder if they are safe and sound?

In my memory, that ninjutsu was really devastating...... This terrifying ninjutsu effect should be enough to fight for a glimmer of life for everyone, right?

Qing Shui wanted to get up, but suddenly found that his hands and feet didn't obey the call......

This is......

Paralysis?!

"Hiss......" Because of the forced movement of the body, a sharp pain instantly surged throughout the body.

Qing Shui finally found that his whole body was wrapped in snow-white bandages.

Who saved him?

Was he so badly injured?

"Young Konoha Ninja, you're awake." It was an old man's voice.

Qing Shui followed the sound and looked at an old man with long gray hair and a navy blue robe.

However, his left eye was the ominous blood-red cursed eye, a chakra with three pitch-black jades!

"Who are you?" At this time, Qing Shui was shocked in his heart, and he forced himself to calm down, "Where is this?" ”

"This is the gap between the underworld and reality, and I'm just an undead ...... Uchiha"

Qing Shui was extremely shocked in his heart, he already had that incredible answer......

…… Spot?

The big boss behind the scenes in the Naruto world, the Uchiha Madara who directed a decades-long script?

After the pain subsided slightly, Shimizu sat up with his body propped up, trying to see it all.

It was a dark cavern, but it was surprisingly dry and tidy, and yet there seemed to be a decaying smell of death in the cavern.

At this time, he was lying in the only color of the cave, a snow-white bed.

"I'm hurt? Why are you wrapping me with these bandages?! After regaining some sensation in his left hand, Qing Shui tugged at the bandages a few times. He desperately wanted to know what was wrong with him under the bandage.

Why can't he refine half a chakra in his body now, why can't he control his body flexibly?

What exactly happened in the time after he was unconscious?!

"You're questioning me? That's how you treat your savior? ”

…… A lifesaver?!

Qing Shui was stunned for a moment, he was just forcibly squeezing the limit of his body, why did he suddenly become a near-death crisis?

"Young man, it seems that you are very vigilant......" the old man sighed softly, his voice hoarse and heavy, "I have no intention of striking you, if it weren't for me, you would have died long ago." ”

“…… Excuse me, what's going on? I don't have any memories of it......"

"There's a mudslide there, and you're buried under the dirt...... And when I found you, you were no longer breathing. And there is a lot of damage all over the body......" the old man paused, and continued to explain, "and the traces left by lightning. ”

"Lightning?!" Qing Shui's memories drifted to the last moment before he lost consciousness...... Indeed, he faintly caught a glimpse of lightning in the distant sky......

But...... He just fell unconscious on that cliff, and then he was killed by the thunder?!

Can he believe it?!

Who can accept it?!

"Believe it or not, that's the way it is. I'm a dying man, and I'm not bored enough to play such a joke on you. ”

“…… Thank you. ”

"Is it that simple to say thank you? But there is really no sincerity......" The old man's tone revealed a deep disappointment, and he continued, "Even if there is no lightning, you have been buried under the mudslide, and sooner or later you will suffocate to death......"

Qing Shui lowered his head and said seemingly sincerely: "Thank you very much." ”

"Hehehe, it's kind of like a word...... But I don't need such empty thanks. I'll let you repay the favor. ”

“…… What do you want me to do? Qing Shui was shocked, he looked around and asked, "Are you staying in this kind of cave that doesn't see the light of day?" With you? Take care of you? ”

"I've spent a long enough time here alone, so why wait a few more years? For now, you should recuperate with peace of mind, and I will tell you when the time comes. The old man got up slowly, and he carried a scythe of death, and walked slowly to a stone seat not far away.

Qing Shui looked in the direction of the old man, and suddenly found that although the back of the stone chair was pitch black, he could vaguely see a human object hanging there, there were dozens of them......

What are those things?!

As if sensing Qing Shui's puzzled gaze, the old man sat down on the stone chair and slowly explained: "People who should have turned into dust always have to pay some price if they want to live in this world. ”

"Originally, I could have relied on the Golem to supply me with chakra...... However, the Golem disappeared a few months ago...... Once the supply of chakra is lost, this decaying body faces only death. ”

"So I had to go out and find the source of the chakra...... Then I thought of those ninjas, I can draw their chakra......"

"If it weren't for their sacrifices, I'm afraid I'd have died long ago; If I die, you will die this time......"

The old man's shriveled skin pulled out a meaningful smile, and he said, "Don't you think it's all too accidental, young man? ”

"There are a lot of accidents in this world, and it's not bad this time." Shimizu replied calmly, he could feel the old man trying to induce his thoughts.

"However, too many accidents have become inevitable." The old man's voice gradually thickened, and he affirmed in a tone of great conviction, "And this inevitability is a kind of fate. ”

Shimizu smiled: "I never believe in fate, I only believe in myself." ”

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, "It looks like you still didn't believe what I said before. You think you can survive even without me. ”

Yes, Shimizu really doesn't believe it.

He still firmly believes that he will survive even if there is no "Madara" in front of him.

Qing Shui had asked himself countless times, why did he come to this world through time?

If there is some kind of will in this world, do you want him to do something?

If it is so simple to die, then what is the point of this life of wandering and watching flowers now?

For a while, many people appeared in Qing Shui's mind......

Some of them have passed away, and some are still struggling for their ideals......

And he, April Qingshui, has survived so many calamities along the way, and his strength has also been improved to the level of today's elite upper ninja, how could he die on that cliff so inexplicably?!

"Hahaha......" The old man looked at Qing Shui, who had a resolute face, and suddenly burst out into an irrepressible laugh, only to hear him say, "...... Lift these bandages and see who you are now...... You'll change your mind. ”