Kyojuro, the life of a Hokage since the age of one

When he mentioned his ancestors, Uchiha Madara's murderous aura froze. Not to mention that ninjas had sinned deeply and needed to atone for their sins. In comparison, the lives on the hands of those landowners who blindly raised agricultural taxes were no less than theirs.

"Why?"

The God of Death stretched out his withered claws and scratched his head, carefully arranging his words.

"There is no problem with the reincarnation of ordinary people, but the soul of a ninja carries chakra, so it takes time to digest it. Don't worry, the time is not very long. It will only take about four to five hundred years. Before the chakra is completely digested by the underworld, the soul of the ninja will You can only stay in the underworld.”

Senju Hashirama was caught off guard and told that his dead relatives were still suffering in the underworld and that ninjas had never become Buddhas.

"Then...then my brother and my mother are still there..."

I don't understand why Senju Hashirama suddenly looked like he was about to cry. The God of Death didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but thinking that the person in front of him seemed to be a relative of the same bloodline that experts were very concerned about,

Moreover, He himself had been in the underworld for so many years and finally managed to come up to chat, so He kindly said a few more words,

"Your brothers were two, right? Four years ago? Or three years ago? They were reincarnated. Your mother is awake now and is trying to clean up the messy sacrifices around her."

"There are quite a few Uchiha reincarnations. Most of those from one or two hundred years ago have left. Those who came down recently are all awake and engaged in construction."

Then he glanced at Uzumaki Mito, who also wanted to ask something, and added,

"There is no Uzumaki, no, there is one, Tomiko Uzumaki, she stays in the Uchiha area every day, I even forgot about it."

? ? ? Uzumaki Mito looked confused, Uzumaki Tomiko? Who is this?

Uchiha Madara's eyelids twitched. Isn't this his wife's grandfather's wife?

"Last question, why Anjuro? Why does it have to be him?"

Uchiha Madara always felt that this god of death was hiding something. Even if there was a problem with the reincarnation of the ninja, why could he know that Anjuro could solve this problem that the gods had not been able to solve for thousands of years.

"Because he is..."

Afraid that the God of Death would tell him that he was from another world as soon as he became bald, Xingjuro hurriedly summoned a few mushrooms. The mushrooms were entangled with death and the underworld since they were lit. The only thing he could think of in himself could be related to them. Things related to the underworld are these mushrooms and street lanterns.

"Because of this."

Seeing the familiar purple light, Death scratched his hair and said, "Yeah! That's it! Ninjas who have been reincarnated recently will have a purple light on their bodies. Once the purple light turns white, they can be reincarnated."

"That's it! This kind of mushroom can absorb the chakra from the ninja's soul as its own nourishment. After it decays, it will be fed back to the underworld. The soul that has lost the chakra can reincarnate normally!"

"No wonder the Uchiha family leaves a lot, and the Senju family wakes up a lot. It turns out you have already started to solve the problem!"

These mushrooms must be the solution sent by the boss! !

As expected of a boss! Just chat with yourself remotely and you will be able to come up with the perfect solution!

Look at the work ethic! Such work efficiency! You are indeed an expert! ! !

It’s just reliable!

Looking at these special mushrooms, Uchiha Madara more or less believed what the God of Death said, because mushrooms and street lanterns were also planted in the ancestral graves of the Land of Thunder, so only the wife of the wife and grandfather could do it, and the Uchiha ancestors could be reincarnated.

Anjojuro is indeed a miracle of the world and a treasure of Uchiha.

Seeing Uchiha Madara's attitude softening, Anjuro said firmly,

"Uncle Ban, this matter must be completed by me."

Uchiha Madara patted his eldest nephew on the shoulder and did not stop him. It was a good thing for the child to grow up and be responsible. He could not hinder Anjuro's growth.

After learning that Itama and Waima had been reincarnated, Senju Hashirama also became interested in chatting with the God of Death.

According to his observation, although this God of Death looks like an ancient person in his words and sentences, he also makes many small moves, giving the impression that he is more like a young child.

"How can Anjurou help? He summons mushrooms and you transport them down? Death's speed hahaha."

The God of Death smiled and said, "This name is funny! But it's not my luck. I can't handle his mushrooms. I need him to go down with me."

"??? Can a living person go to the underworld?"

The God of Death glanced at Senju Hashirama with disgust, "What nonsense are you talking about? Of course you can't. Of course you will die if your soul leaves the body."

Swish - Cang! ! !

A kunai flew past the god of death and pierced the rock wall of the cave.

Uchiha Madara looked unkind, "Huh? Say it again?"

The God of Death stretched out his claws to catch the two white hairs that slowly fell from the top of his head, and swallowed.

He had never thought as fast as at this moment,

"Well, what I'm talking about is ordinary, ordinary, ordinary people. Of course Anjuro is different! It's different!"

Uchiha Madara took out the second kunai, blue flames surged at his feet, Senju Hashirama also entered the sage mode, and the two of them stared at the god of death, one on the left and the other on the right.

The god of death hurriedly raised three fingers and swore to heaven,

"After the soul leaves the body, it cannot come back if the body dies. If you can come back before the body dies, you can still live."

"You can use medical ninjutsu to maintain the vitality of Anjuro's physical body. As long as his heart keeps beating during this period, his body and lifespan will not be affected in any way after his soul comes back! I will definitely send his soul back safely and intact! I swear to God!"

"If I can't do it, I will never become the Lord of the Underworld!"

The sky was suddenly struck by thunder, and the God of Death retracted his claws, "The Heavenly Dao has recognized the oath I made. Now you can agree, right? I will really send him back!"

Ha, who knows whether the Heavenly Dao, which is unknown whether it exists or not, is reliable. Uchiha Madara sneered,

"I want to go together."

"No, I can't do it. If you go, there will be an unknown accident in the passage between the two worlds. At that time, both of your souls will be swept to an unknown place, and then you will really die."

Kyojuro held Uchiha Madara's wrist and took away the kunai in his hand.

He knew that Uncle Madara was worried about his safety and was afraid that he would die in a place beyond his power.

But this is what he must do. After the conversation with the God of Death just now, Kyojuro thought it through.

Perhaps his mission in this world is to solve the reincarnation problem of ninjas, and only in this way can he explain why the plants he summoned are so special.

Why is the other world willing to send the souls of his friends to reunite with him, why do his friends always want to teach him everything they know when he mentions hell.

"Uncle Madara, believe me, I will come back safely."

Uchiha Madara sighed, and like when he was a child, he put his forehead against Kyojuro's,

"Kyojuro, that is the underworld, a field I have never known. I don't know if my choice to let you go is right, but I believe in you, you must come back safely."

Kyojuro also took a step forward and hugged Uchiha Madara,

"Okay, Uncle Madara, I promise you."

Kyojuro walked to the side of the god of death and looked at Hashirama,

"Big cousin, I'll leave my body to you."

Senju Hashirama patted his chest, "Don't worry, leave it to me!"

Kyojuro smiled and turned to look at the god of death, "Let's go."

Just like when he came, the figure of the god of death turned into gray smoke and disappeared in a moment.

Kyojuro's body lost support in an instant, and was hugged by Senju Hashirama a second before he collapsed to the ground.

His right hand glowed green, and he placed it on Kyojuro's chest, injecting his chakra into his heart, bit by bit, controlling his heartbeat.

"Ban, help me lay Kyojuro flat, Mito, bring some quilts, so Kyojuro can lie more comfortably."

"Okay."

The two of them worked together to lay Kyojuro flat on the ground, the green light was stable and lasting, Uchiha Madara held Kyojuro's wrist, and determined the rhythm of his pulse.

"Ban, Kyojuro has grown up."

Senju Hashirama opened his mouth, he wanted to persuade Uchiha Madara not to worry so much, but he couldn't say it, because he was also worried.

"Well, I know."

Uchiha Madara looked at his gloves, he wanted to protect his brother and nephew firmly under his wings, but once again realized his weakness.

Become stronger, continue to become stronger, only by continuing to become stronger can you protect Kyojuro from the hands of the gods!

(Death God: No, big brother, can you please be reasonable? You just used a knife on me, and you still want to become stronger? This position of Death God is for you, for you! (He cried out))