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An underground space near Kusanagi Village.

The underground space, which is unknown how many meters above the ground, is very vast. There are dim candlelights everywhere. Wherever the light shines, a huge human-shaped statue-like existence can be vaguely seen standing in the space. There is a large stone chair underneath. There seemed to be a human figure.

"Madara-sama, the old man you asked me to pay attention to is dead." A white head emerged from the ground. There were no facial features on the white head, only Uzumaki-like lines, which gathered into a dark hollow on the face.

"Huh?" Madara, who was sitting on the stone chair, made an old voice that sounded like a sigh.

After a long time, the voice echoed again: "Another one, this is the last one, the era is over, let's start the plan, next year, I need someone who can control the chessboard on my behalf."

"Where is the candidate? Madara-sama." Uzumaki Zetsu said respectfully.

"Collect the information on all the Uchiha clan and all the boys under the age of 15 and give it to me. I need the most detailed information.

"Are you really going to collect members of the Uchiha clan? That's not you..." Zetsu Uzumaki said in surprise.

"Humph, the Uchiha today is no longer the Uchiha that Izuna entrusted to me. There is no such mediocre clansman. As long as I am still here, Uchiha will be there." Uchiha Madara's cold voice sounded: "Besides, only Uchiha's people can It’s the most perfect chess piece.”

"Yes, Madara-sama." Uzumaki Zetsu slowly dived underground.

The entire hollow fell into a deathly silence.

"Alas. After a long time, there was a vague sigh, like a funeral song, with mourning and determination.

It has been snowing in Konoha all day and night. Heavy snow covered the entire Konoha, and the sky and the earth were completely white.

But in Uchiha's clan area, it was completely dark.

Today is the funeral of the Great Elder. Above the solemn mourning hall, there is a black and white photo of the Great Elder, majestic yet friendly.

Shisui stood closest, dressed in black, with a gloomy face. He continued to create blizzards day and night, and the demand for Chakra was already extremely high.

Around the mourning hall, the wind and snow seemed to automatically avoid it, forming a huge hemisphere, covering and guarding the mourning hall.

"Old man, go with peace of mind. I will inherit all your will, and I will work hard to realize all your wishes. I will lead Uchiha to glory." Shisui's face was calm, and there was a hint of emotion in his tone. Nostalgic, with sentimentality, but also with strength.

He just waited quietly next to the mourning hall, and gently placed a white chrysanthemum in front of the portrait. This position is usually reserved for the deceased's direct relatives. The old man has no descendants, and Shisui is the person closest to him. This is his responsibility.

Behind him, one after another, the Uchiha tribesmen dressed in black came up and put down the white chrysanthemums in their hands, saying nothing. The deceased was gone, so we can only use this to express our condolences.

There was no sound, and the surroundings of the mourning hall were eerily quiet. Everyone lowered their heads silently, as if praying, praying that this old man would stop working so hard when he reaches the Pure Land.

Gradually, some people's eye circles turned red, and gradually some tears fell on the ground. Gradually, the iron-blooded ninjas also had tears in their eyes, and some women choked up.

The solemn funeral lasted for a long time, from morning until evening, when people gradually left.

"You don't mind if I come here to pay my respects." A somewhat familiar voice sounded.

Shisui raised his head and saw that Third Hokage, dressed in black and holding a white chrysanthemum in his hand, had already walked up to him.

Putting the white chrysanthemum down gently, the Third Generation old man didn't say anything, he just patted Shisui's shoulder silently, sighed, and left.

Standing quietly in the wind and snow, Shisui felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and his brain felt like it was being stabbed by needles.

"Is the Chakra over-refined?" No secret medicine was used in the past two days, and all the Chakra was refined. Shisui wanted to send the great elder to his last journey in his own way.

His mental power was exhausted, and Shisui felt dizzy and unsteady. This was the first time this happened since he exchanged for an intermediate Sage Body.

His consciousness became weaker and weaker, and Shisui fell back. It was not the cold snow, but the familiar breath of a warm embrace.

"Let's go home." A gentle voice sounded, and Shisui closed her eyes in peace.

On the snow-white vast land, a gentle girl hugged a tired-looking boy, her eyes full of pity.

Not far away, Uchiha Mikoto stood quietly, with Izumi and Itachi looking anxious on their faces. Kushina, a red-haired boy, looked at the boy on the ground with some worry.

…Please give me flowers…

In this indifferent world, there are always people who care about you and love you. The world is too indifferent, so human warmth is extremely precious.

"It's okay, it's just that the Chakra was over-extracted."

Shisui vaguely heard the familiar voice and opened his tired eyes. Sage Body's recovery speed was still very impressive, whether it was physical or mental recovery.

"Is this home?" Shisui forced himself to sit up, as if his whole body had been drained. Looking at the familiar furniture and decorations around him, he remembered that he fell on the snow.

"You're awake, do you feel better?" Nonoyu opened the door and walked in, holding a hot towel in his hand.

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"It's okay." Shisui stood up, but couldn't do it and almost fell to the ground.

"Don't force yourself." Nonoyu quickly stepped forward to support Shisui and let him lean on him. Only at this time did Nonoyu clearly feel how weak Shisui was at the moment.

The young man who single-handedly ended the battlefield now seemed extremely weak.

"Oh, it's true." Nonoyu sighed in his heart and rolled his eyes at Shisui with some distress. No matter how strong he is, he is still a child who has not grown up, forcing himself like this all day long.

"I'm hungry, Nonou." Shisui said with a wry smile, touching his stomach.

"The meal has been prepared a long time ago and is waiting for you." Nonoyu breathed a sigh of relief and just wanted to eat. She was really afraid that Shisui wouldn't get over this hurdle and would be immersed in sadness.

"Don't worry." Shisui smiled lightly and looked out the window with a deep look: "The thing that the Great Elder dislikes the most is crying all day long.

Opening the door and walking out, the living room was filled with the sound of meals, shrouded in warm lights, and the large table in the middle was filled with sumptuous meals.

Izumi and Itachi were sitting at the table, Aunt Mikoto was in the kitchen wearing an apron and waving a spatula, and Kushina came out with a plate of dishes.

"Just waiting for you." Kushina said with a smile.

This year is the last day of Konoha's 46th year. It is cold winter outside the window, but warm spring inside the window.

ps: There was a mistake in the previous chapter, but the content is correct. I will correct it tomorrow. .