Konoha Corpse Collector Who Started As A Grave Guard For Uchiha

The next day, Xianghe was called to Hokage's office by Anbu.

"Xianghe, I heard from Jiraiya that you can Flying Thunder God?" Third Generation said with a smile, trying to look amiable.

If Xianghe really peeked at the scroll of Forbidden Technique by unknown means, it will make him feel that he has no intention of turning his face.

"Hmm." Xianghe had already guessed that Jiraiya would talk to Third Generation.

"Can you tell me how you learned it?" Third Generation continued to ask.

"Self-taught." Xianghe replied,

"..." Third Generation hesitated and said, "Did you peek at the Forbidden Technique scroll?"

"No." Xianghe was a little surprised by Third Generation's guess.

"Third Generation, I don't think you need to worry about what I do and why I do these things."

"As long as I don't harm Konoha, you don't have to explore my secrets like this," Xianghe said.

"Hmm~" Third Generation thought about what Xianghe said with a pipe in his mouth.

In fact, what Xianghe said is right, it is a special existence in itself, not exactly my Konoha ninja, some secrets are understandable, and there is no need to report to yourself.

Taking a step back, if Xianghe can steal the Forbidden Technique scroll in front of his face, then what if he knows his secret? Punish him to sweep the grave?

Thinking so, Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at Xianghe who was playing with his broom.

"Mai, since you don't want me to know your secret, then I won't ask, but I hope you will do what you say, and it won't be detrimental to Konoha."

Third Generation felt that they should try to trust Xianghe, even though he had many secrets.

"Don't worry about that." Xianghe shook his newly bought broom and smiled and agreed, "No matter what you say, I'm Konoha's Jōnin."

You still know that you are Jōnin of Konoha! Sarutobi thought to himself.

"Okay, since it's all right, you can leave first." Sarutobi Hiruzen said disgustedly.

"Okay, goodbye, Third Generation old man!" Xianghe said as he threw a shuriken and disappeared on the spot.

"It's really Flying Thunder God, ahem." Third Generation said a little lonely, "Fourth Generation, if only you were still here."

(The title between Hokage, I hope everyone will not argue about seniority.)

...

Time flies, just a few months passed quickly, and Sasuke was discharged from the hospital smoothly.

"Sharingan Fucks the Windmill. Three Great Swords."

In a certain forest, Sasuke is training various ninjutsu.

"Papa papa!" Xianghe applauded, "You have fully mastered this ninjutsu, and your Sharingan adaptation is also very good."

"Hmph!" Sasuke jumped down from the tree and laughed lightly, "This ninjutsu is too simple."

"Tch, you weren't like this before Sharingan awakened." Xianghe couldn't understand Sasuke's fart and said, "Okay, let's learn some simple things next."

"Simple things?" Sasuke looked at Xianghe puzzled, as if he was saying that there is something easy to learn in simple things, why not learn difficult ones.

"Don't underestimate these simple things. These simple things are the skills that ninjas must master in fighting."

After speaking, Xianghe stepped on the tree step by step to the branch under Sasuke's puzzled gaze, and stood upside down.

“How about it, can you?” Xianghe provocatively asked.

"Cut." Sasuke acted disdainfully as if to say don't underestimate me, and then stepped on the body of the tree and wanted to go up under Xianghe's eyes watching the show.

But it seems that the trees don't want to see Sasuke very much, no matter how much Sasuke steps on, he can't get a foothold on the trunk.