Naruto: Behind the Scenes Big BOSS System

"You just left, aren't you afraid that Madara and I will attack Konoha again after you leave?" Xuan said in a chatty manner.

Hasakuma smiled and shook his head, "No, if you have this heart, I don't make any difference in 4.6, come back, after all, you are the top of Konoha, here is our hard work, the third drawer of my desk There is a hidden box, there is a letter I wrote in advance, if you and Madara are willing to come back, the second Hokage is one of you two."

Xuan looked into his eyes, Qianshou Zhujian did not dodge, after a while, Xuan shook his head, and with a casual move, a jug of wine appeared, and then took out two glasses and filled them up.

"It's too late, I can't come back." Xuan sighed, picked up a glass of wine and handed it over.

"You think I'm too slow to die." Hasuma shook his head with a wry smile, but raised his hand to take it.

Chapter 766 Farewell, Qianshouzhujian

"I still remember when the three of us were children and we didn't understand anything, but we uttered rhetoric about bringing peace to the world. ∠Magazine±Magazine∠To be honest, even I didn't think that there would be a day of success at that time. , Now that I think about it, it really feels like a lifetime."

Qianshou Hashirama laughed loudly, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then coughed violently. Fresh blood couldn't stop appearing with the coughing sound, but it couldn't stop him from recalling the enthusiasm of the past.

Xuan glanced at the blood on the ground, but didn't speak. He poured him a glass of wine and said with a chuckle, "Yeah, I still remember when you first met, your hairstyle was really bad."

Qianshou Hashirama drank the wine in one gulp, and was already drunk, and said angrily: "You Uchiha's strange head shape also has the face to laugh at me, at least my head shape is soiled, but still within the range of normal people, What the hell is going on with that hedgehog-like head shape?"

Xuan Haha laughed, drained the wine in one gulp, and shrugged, "That's not me."

The two 14 people started chatting in a low voice, and now they are drinking happily. In an instant, it seemed that they had returned to the days before the establishment of Konoha together.

It was the most trusted time in the three-person room. Everyone worked hard for the dream of a village, and any difficulties and obstacles could be overcome.It is a pity that after the establishment of the village, their way has gradually drifted away, until the outbreak of the Valley of the End.

The voices of the two were so loud that they should have disturbed the people outside long ago, but surprisingly, the outside was silent and there was no noise.

Hashirama laughed for a while, coughed violently again, sat on the couch and raised his glass: "Since you guys left, I have often reminisced about my life, and I feel that I have no regrets, and I am also close to thirty, in the previous Warring States period. , I'm already above the average age, so I'm not content. But the only thing I feel owed is you Uchiha brothers. I treat you as brothers and the people in the village as my family, but in the end, for the sake of the village, I chose and You broke up, and every time I think about it, my heart is cut like a knife."

Xuan shook his head and stood up, came to the window to look at Konoha, stretched out one hand, and the cold wind wrapped snowflakes down his fingertips, melting quickly at body temperature.

"Konoha is a beautiful village. It is the testimony of our original dream. Of course, it is now your dream. After all, the road is chosen by yourself. No one is sorry for anyone. If you think so, we will not appreciate it."

"Haha, it's really your style." Hasuma smiled, looking slightly dazed, "You're right, you and Madara are both very assertive people, you must not leave on a whim, but I don't think so. I understand why you left, Madara said, you are pursuing true peace, and now that I am dying, can you tell me what that so-called true peace is? I have always been curious."

Xuan turned to look at him, his expression was very sincere, with the most sincere question, just like when we first met.

Xuan thought for a while, then grinned: "This, I'll tell you when we meet next time."

"Meet you next time?" Qianshou Hashirama was stunned for a moment, then glanced at himself, how could there be a next time in his state.

Immediately, he thought that Xuan was referring to something else, so he stopped asking, and said with a smile, "Then I will wait underground. After a hundred years, I will wait for you to give me an answer."

Xuan didn't explain it specifically, but lowered his eyes and looked at his right heart, "Aren't you going to suppress it yourself?"

Senju Hashima's breathing began to quicken, and he brought the wine glass to his mouth, the hand that raised the glass began to tremble slightly, and the sake kept splashing out, but he still insisted on drinking it dry.

His face became paler and paler, Qianshou Zhujian showed a smile and shook his head. He tore the upper hospital gown, and saw a shocking wound appear on the underside of his right heart opening. After six years, it still hasn't healed. Almost new injuries.

At the wound, there is black chakra entangled/wrapped, which ordinary people can't see, but Xuan can see Sangou jade clearly.

These black chakras spread throughout the body through the wounds, and have soaked the whole body of Chishou Hashirama. In this case, no one can save him.

"Why are you doing this?" Silently, Xuan shook his head and sighed.He knew that these curse-like chakras were troublesome, but if Hashirama had the heart, in six years, there would be many opportunities for him to calmly eliminate them.

There is only one explanation for how things will develop to this point, and that is Hasuma insisted on dying.

The breath of Qianshou Zhujian became weaker and weaker, and the wine glass slipped in his hands, making a crisp sound when it fell to the ground.

His eyes gradually blurred, and Xuan's figure began to blur. His body was light, but it was completely different from being drunk. An unknown fear shrouded his heart.

"Is this the feeling of death coming? It's really uncomfortable." At such a time, Chishou Hashirama could still chuckle at the corner of his mouth.

Feeling that his vitality was constantly passing away, Hakuma's breathing began to go sluggish. Taking advantage of the last time, he suddenly asked, "Xuan...you, tell me, in the end...are you 'Xiao'? '."

He is already on the verge of death, and his consciousness is quickly blurred, but a little obsession in his heart supports him to ask this sentence, even if it is intermittent.

Xuan looked at the dying column, but no sound came.

Hasuma felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, to the point where he couldn't open them.

"Yes!"

Just when he thought that Xuan would not answer, a voice sounded, and he felt a sense of relief in his heart, his eyes closed, but he died of anger.However, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Thank you Xuan, at the last time, you didn't let me leave with doubts, so that's enough.

……

Looking at Qianshou Zhujian who had completely closed his eyes, Xuan's heart felt as if the bottle of five flavors had been overturned, and even he himself didn't know what it was like at the moment.

Taking two steps forward, seeing Qianshou Zhuma's relieved expression, he sighed deeply, and a tear slid down the corner of his eyes.

"Farewell, Senju Hashirama, goodbye, the first Hokage, goodbye, my old friend. After more than sixty years, we will see you again."

Chapter 767: My Name Is Qianshou Isramma

My name is Senju Hasuma, the eldest son of the Senju clan, an ordinary ninja in the Warring States Period. ∞ Miscellaneous Zhi worm ∞ Father always said that we ninjas were born for war, and killing is our destiny.

But I don't think so, ninjas are not tools for killing people, never have been, but I am too young to be ignored.

Later, my younger brother died in front of me, first in the tile room, then in the board room. I was very sad and for the first time contradicted my father.

I ran to the river and cried alone, and ran into a man, Madara Uchiha, the man with whom I had entangled my whole life.