Ninja World

Yama hooked up on the Pure Land, and the light of the soul was released, filling the sky with bright light.

All the souls of all the dead and injured in the Fourth Ninja World War were released, and there were even some old friends of the couple.

Countless souls were spit out of Yan Mo's mouth, and they were spilled freely as if they were not worth it.

However, the others in the city could not see the gorgeous scene in front of them, and just wanted to rush to escape from the scene.

"There's a ghost..."

People fled in all directions, standing in the distance, staring at the woman in black standing in the middle of the road in horror, and the invisible but touching shadow standing behind her.

In their minds where only the simple common sense given by Uchiha Tatsu, they could not understand what power this was.

However, Uchiha Haru ignored these ordinary people. Her face was a little serious, feeling the terrifying power given to her by Uchiha Taku.

No...

Even this cannot be called power, but another higher level of understanding.

"This is the Eye of Creation—"

“It’s so scary.”

Uchiha Tam's reincarnation eye is different from other reincarnation eyes. His eyes are the creation eye that created this world.

After receiving the gift from Uchiha Tam, she can freely show the power of side-by-side rules in this world, which is the responsibility of the New World Hell Road.

In charge of the Pure Land and hold the samsara in your hand.

Now that the Ninja Realm and the Tianshou World are connected together, forming a pathway, she can directly release the soul of the Pure Land without being punished by the God of Death.

"I am now performing the duties of hell..."

Uchiha Haru said softly.

Uchiha Tatsu's gift to her directly raised her from an ordinary ninja to the sixth level. What kind of terrifying power is there to change a person in one thought, and naturally he thinks about it very terrifyingly.

Then Uchiha Haru looked at the green light all over the sky. These were released souls. The light was just that the souls that died in the fourth ninja world war were enough to reach 50,000.

This is indeed a very amazing number, and there are still 20,000 injured and still being rescued.

Uchiha Haru looked at everything with a serious expression, but before resurrecting them in batches and collectively, there was another special person who needed a special way of resurrection because his identity was destined to be different from others.

Although he is not Uchiha Haru's biological flesh and blood, his husband's blood is still flowing on his body, and he will call himself a mother.

And he also has a position among the six responsibilities.

"The Art of Spirituality--"

Bang—

Uchiha Haru made a seal on the ground with one hand and connected Uchiha Hoshino's body to the psychic.

Hoshino is now wrapped around white cloth, and a seal talisman is still attached to the top of his head. This was to prevent Pharmacist Dora from reincarnating the newly killed ninja filthy land, so he strengthened the funeral requirements.

This is especially true for the five-shadow-level ninjas like Hoshino, and the corpse of Onoki is also given such special treatment.

Uchiha Haru untied the talisman of the sealed body of the stepson, revealing Hoshino's white face, as if she was asleep.

Uchiha Haru gently touched Hoshino's cheek, then clenched into a fist, restraining all sad expressions.

His eyes also became serious.

"So that's the case."

"Then let's start--"

Bang-

Uchiha Haru once again made seals with both hands.

"There are people——"

...

Half a day has passed.

night.

“I’m really busy today’s work…”

In high-end office buildings.

A silver-haired man turned his head slightly and spoke to his colleague beside him, his voice sounded a little lazy.

"Ah... Kakashi."

Another person with his back to him was operating something on the computer, tying the keyboard, and seemed to have no time to pay attention to his colleagues.

After a while, he supported his chin and fell into deep thought.

"What should I do here?"

Kakashi leaned behind the man, supported the back of the chair and looked at the dense things on the other party's computer screen, then reached out and pointed.

"Here, add one..."

"oh--"

Kakashi's vision is very vicious. Although she is lazy to work on weekdays, her performance is excellent. Perhaps this is Kakashi's unique talent.

It makes colleagues feel envious and jealous.

Kakashi found his colleague's problem at a glance and then corrected it.

Crack-

There was another sound of typing on the keyboard, and then finally typing back to the city key.

“Yes!”

"It's done!"

Then the man turned over the chair. It was an ordinary cheek, but there were some hideous marks on half of the cheek.

According to him, this was caused by an accident he encountered when he was a teenager and was buried underground.

If the grandmother who was dependent on each other was not called for help in time, he would have been dead by that time.

"Um."

Kakashi saw his colleague solve the last problem at work, then nodded and thrust his mouth towards the elevator.

"So go? Obito."

"You treat me to dinner today."

“OK!”

The man named Obito agreed cheerfully.

"Kakashi, you guy, was really too slapped before."

"I never took the initiative to pay..."

Then Obito's cheeks gradually stiffened to the spot, and he had just realized what Kakashi said.

“Hey hey…”

"You bastard is too much."

Obito said dissatisfied, but when faced with Kakashi's spreading hands and his dead fish eyes, he suddenly lost his temper.

"Forget it."

"For the sake of your helping me solve a big problem today..."

"Today we go to the Izakaya in Shenwubiqiao...How about that izakaya?"

Speaking and walking.

Obito loosened his neck tie, and then walked into the elevator with Kakashi.

The towering buildings are brightly lit, and it is now night, but there are many people working overtime in this huge office building.

But they are not the protagonists of this world, they are just some people who keep running.

There are such people in any world, playing irrelevant characters and watching the protagonists shine and heat up.

Then it’s better to envy jealousy and hate, pursue impossible dreams, and hope that one day I can stand in the spotlight.

The translucent elevator carries the crowded animals, whizzing down from the clouds quickly, and the scenery outside the window is even blurred.

The temperature difference between inside and outside is a bit large.

I don’t know when it started drizzling outside, and the air became a little cooler.

The indicator lights in the elevator are constantly flashing like breathing. Most people are playing with their phones or listening to music with headphones to relieve the fatigue of working day.

Kakashi turned his head slightly when he heard Obito's words.

"The God has no bridge..."

A pair of dead fish eyes looked at Obito in a plain manner, but Obito's heart skipped a beat.

Then he showed a slightly awkward smile, and it seemed that Obito's thoughts had been seen through.