Konoha Qiweiju

Konoha forty-sixth year, October 18th, weather: cloudy

The war gradually subsided.

But there are not many damn people missing.

The bad news gradually came.

Obito, Lin, no one is missing.

I didn't seem to feel sad in my heart, I just felt pity.

Did too many changes make me hard-hearted, or did I gradually treat them all as cartoon characters?

Who knows.

…

Qiweiju.

Zhen Xiu handled the ingredients as usual.

With the end of the war, the number of people in Konoha has increased.

The number of people coming to Qiweiju is also increasing.

There was happiness and joy on everyone's face.

For them, there is probably nothing more joyful than peace.

When night falls, Qiweiju becomes peaceful.

A busy day is not enough to make a true cultivator feel tired.

The silver-white boy pushed open the door curtain and pushed the tinkling wind chime.

"Kakashi."

Shinsu shouted softly, quite surprised by Kakashi's arrival.

Kakashi raised his head and met Shinsu's eyes.

The original left eye was covered by the forehead protector, leaving only the right eye exposed.

And in that right eye, all the faint sparkle had disappeared.

All that's left is dead silence.

Kakashi sat quietly on his seat, saying nothing.

No one knows what he is thinking.

Zhenxiu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

When some people are sad, don't bother them.

The more you ask, the worse his mood will become.

The more caring you are, the more irritated it will be.

This is the kind of person a true cultivator is.

So, he didn't want to disturb Kakashi.

Sometimes, they will say it themselves.

Because he always has his purpose when he comes here.

Shinshu doesn’t want to feed Kakashi chicken soup.

Because he doesn't like it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

If Kakashi doesn't say anything, he really can't cultivate.

The picture also seems to be extremely harmonious.

But behind this harmony, there is a trace of weirdness.

I don't know how long it took before Kakashi slowly said: "The boss of the black shop..."

Kakashi's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Um?"

"Did Lin and Obito have a meal here before?"

"Yes."

"Can you make me one?"

Kakashi raised his head, and the exposed right eye was frighteningly empty.

At this moment, Kakashi seemed not to be a person, but a walking corpse.

Without any emotion, I gave up on myself.

Instead of getting out of the darkness, he fell into deeper darkness.

The sealed left eye contained even more terrifying and dark power.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Zhenxiu didn't refuse and started making it.

Kakashi is down again.

Ten minutes later, the cooking was completed.

Placed it in front of Kakashi.

Black and white tofu, red gravy.

It’s still the magic panda mapo tofu.

The color, aroma and flavor are all there, which adds a bit of fun.

But these are nothing in Kakashi's eyes.

He just saw the dish Lin brought them before.

That smell is extremely moving.

Kakashi scooped up a mouthful and put it in his mouth.

His expression didn't change at all, and he even put down the spoon.

"Unappetizing."

Unappetizing?

This is the first time that Zhenxiu has received such an evaluation.

Zhen Xiu frowned. Could it be that something went wrong?

It shouldn't be.

"It's far inferior to Lin's craftsmanship."

Kakashi continued.

Hearing this, Zhen Xiu smiled helplessly.

Even the most powerful chef cannot change the addition of emotional factors in cooking.

Just like comparing the taste of my mother's food when I was a child with the food in a Michelin restaurant, I believe most people will choose the former.

Because the deliciousness brought about by the emotional factors is far beyond the control of the chef.

What the chef can control is the sense of taste.

There is nothing you can do about feelings.

Putting down the spoon, Kakashi's state remained unchanged.

Just looking at the familiar big magic panda Mapo Tofu, Kakashi fell into silence.

Zhenxiu scratched his head, he was really troubled.

It actually got such an evaluation.

But soon, Kakashi picked up the spoon and ate the plate of mapo tofu one bite at a time.

"Lin...Obito..."

Black tofu.

White tofu.

Red gravy.

As Lin said, they should work together like this dish.

But in the end, he was the only one left.

Everything was destroyed.

There is nothing left.

Only myself, a useless person, is left.

Kakashi's vision was blurred.

Tears filled his eyes, and even tears flowed from under his forehead protector.

A strong boy also has a weak side.

But on this side, we face death.

In just one year, Kakashi lost two more beloved friends.

Such a blow would have turned a normal person into a black man.

But Kakashi has only fallen into darkness and has not yet turned black. His psychological quality is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Otherwise, the world would not just have one more masked man.

I'm afraid there will be one more masked one-eyed man.

After eating, Kakashi left without saying a word.

If you really cultivate, you won’t leave anything behind.

"It's great to be young."

Zhenxiu smiled faintly, and there was actually a bit of self-deprecation in his smile.

He actually envied Kakashi a little.

Now, whose death will he shed tears over?

Or Tsunade and Kushina.

maybe……

I’m not sure about true cultivation either.

The night is hazy, but no one can understand the loneliness.

"Aren't you going to comfort that boy named Kakashi?"

The meatball on the side said with a yawn.

"No need, there is someone more suitable to comfort him than me."

"Yeah?"

"Well, that person will be back soon."

"That's really interesting."

Meatball said with a smile.

"Meatball, do you think I've become cold-blooded?"

"Becoming less stupid."

Facing Meatball's ridicule, Zhenxiu smiled helplessly.

He said this so much that he didn't even know how to argue.

Jingle bells, the wind chimes are ringing again.

The person coming is Minato.

"Boss Zhenxiu, long time no see."

"Minato. Why are you coming here so late at night?"

"I'm here to see Kakashi."

"Then it's unlucky for you to come. He has just left."

"Is he okay?"

Minato was a little worried.

"It doesn't look good."

"Sigh. The deaths of Obito and Lin have made Kakashi a completely different person. It's also my fault. Every time I have other things to do, I put them in danger."

Minato blamed himself endlessly.

Even if it is called golden flash, even if it is powerful.

But facing his own students, he couldn't protect his integrity.

Two are dead and one is disabled.

Why was Minato so indifferent?

But this is the cruelty of war.

It's not something he can change.

He had tried his best to take protective measures, but he didn't expect accidents to happen one after another.

On the battlefield, even he cannot be foolproof.

"Let them grow on their own. They have their own path to take. These are beyond your control."

Minato was silent.

Just when Zhenxiu thought that Minato would just swallow a bitter pill, Minato suddenly said: "Maybe they have their own path. But as their teacher, what I can do is to make their path smoother. If nothing happens,

To say that there is no way to do it is to deceive oneself and others too much.”

The real cultivator was stunned when he heard this.

Is it deceiving oneself and others to say that there is no solution without doing anything?

The real cultivator was silent.

Maybe, I have been deceiving myself all along.

It's just that none of these people seem to be able to inspire the true cultivator's desire to save.

If it were Tobirama and the others, maybe they would risk their lives.

"Then you have to work harder. Kakashi's situation is not good."

"Um."

Minato responded softly, packed up a piece of National Warriors and went home.

Qiweiju fell into calm again.

The wind chime rang again.

There seem to be a lot of people today.

This time, it's the Third Hokage.

Different from him before, he now looks old.

Time is not forgiving.

The young man who once followed Zhenxiu is now an old man with gray hair.

But Zhen Xiu still looks like a young man.

"Hiruzhan, why are you free to come here today?"

"If you miss Master Zhenxiu's cooking, come over and try it."

"Then you are very leisurely and relaxed. I haven't congratulated you yet for winning the final victory."

Hiruzen waved his hand and said with a helpless smile: "What is there to congratulate? Konoha has also suffered heavy losses. It has not been more than ten years and I am afraid that I will not be able to recover."

"That's what war is. What do you want to eat?"

"Just stick to the old rules."

"OK, wait."

Ten minutes later, a bowl of fish soup was brought out late at night and placed in front of Hiruzen.

The faint fragrance made Hiruzen feel like he was back in his youth.

After taking a sip, Hiruzen smiled and said, "Teacher Zhenxiu's fish soup is still so delicious."

"That's natural. My cooking is the best in the world."

Hiruzen nodded noncommittally and quickly finished the fish soup.

The cold night seemed to be getting a lot warmer.

"Looking at the worried look on your face, is there anything else you want to ask me?"

The real cultivator took the Third Hokage's hesitant look and directly helped him speak out.

Hearing this, Hiruzen smiled and said, "As expected of Master Zhenshu, I can't hide anything from you. I do have something I want to ask Master."

"I said you are really weird. A Hokage keeps asking me questions, making it seem like I am the Hokage."

Really cultivate the helpless way.

"Haha. Before he died, the second-generation master once said that if he encounters any problems that cannot be solved, he will come and ask you. I also followed his last wish."

"That guy really wants to trouble me even if he dies."

"Haha, Teacher Zhenxiu is joking."

"Okay, tell me if you have anything to do."

Hiruzen collected his thoughts and said: "In this third ninja war, although Konoha won, it also suffered heavy losses. As the Hokage, I cannot absolve myself from the blame. Therefore, I plan to retreat to the second line and choose a

The new Hokage is the successor to the position. But I am in a dilemma about who to recommend."

"So that's it. There are only a few people who are qualified to succeed Hokage, Jiraiya, Orochimaru, Tsunade, Uchiha Fugaku and Minato, not bad, right?"

"Teacher Zhenxiu is right. The rest of the people either have insufficient status, insufficient strength, or insufficient reputation. Only these five people meet the requirements."

"Actually, you have deleted most of the candidates in your mind and only left two, right?"

Shinsu looked at Hiruzen and smiled lightly.

Hearing this, the Third Hokage gave a wry smile and said, "I still can't hide it from Master Shinshu."

"Tsunade is suffering from hemophobia and is not in Konoha now, so she is naturally the first to be eliminated. Jiraiya has no intention of becoming the Hokage. Even if he is recommended, he will refuse. Not to mention Fugaku, as an Uchiha

The clan itself is an unstable factor. Tobirama won't even let them enter the center of power, so you won't let them succeed to the position of Hokage."

Speaking of Fugaku, the Third Hokage was a little embarrassed.

But Zhen Xiu was right.

Even if they wanted to respect the Second Hokage's last wish, they could not elect the Uchiha clan.

After all, the Uchiha clan doesn't look so peaceful now.

"The only ones left are Orochimaru and Minato."

"Yes, these are the two candidates I am satisfied with. Originally, I was going to recommend Orochimaru, but recently I feel that something is wrong with Orochimaru. He seems to be a little close to Danzo. I am afraid that if the two of them are connected, the pair will

For Konoha, this is definitely not a good thing.

But if it is Minato, he is still young after all. Although he has made great achievements in the three battles, I am afraid that he may not be able to deal with problems such as the struggle between Konoha's top leaders. But if I help, I am afraid that he will

Make Minato feel like a puppet Hokage."

The Third Hokage felt very embarrassed when he said this.

Zhenxiu smiled and said: "Isn't the answer obvious?"

"ah?"

"Minato needs time, but Orochimaru may destroy Konoha. Such choices are not comparable."

The Third Hokage was stunned, it seemed so.

"But I'm afraid I might misunderstand Orochimaru and chill his heart."

Shinshu smiled again and said: "Hiruzhan, maybe you really don't understand Orochimaru. Is the position of Hokage really important to him? I don't think so. Maybe in his eyes, the position of Hokage does not have any attraction.

Strength is not necessarily the same."

"can you?"

The Third Hokage didn't believe it.

Is there anyone besides people like Jiraiya who doesn't want to be Hokage?

That's really weird, isn't it?

"Hiruzhan, you always think too much and do too little. Maybe you can no longer understand Orochimaru's current state."

"Teacher Shinshu said this, does it mean you know Orochimaru very well?"

The Third Hokage was puzzled.

Zhenxiu shook his head.

"I don't understand, I just know that maybe this Konoha is just a prison for Orochimaru. When you leave here, that's when Orochimaru transforms into a dragon."

The Third Hokage's frown deepened.

Orochimaru, his apprentice, what kind of existence has he become?

It seemed like I was getting to know him again.

It's just that he is not a good thing for Konoha.

After getting the answer, the Third Hokage left Qiweiju.

Looking at the back of the Third Hokage, Shinsu sighed.

"The wind blows the windmill. If the wind stops, the windmill will continue to turn."

In the cool night, a white shadow fell on the roof of Qiweiju.