Konoha’s 50 Years

At the same time, somewhere deep underground in the ninja world, an old man was leaning on a huge wooden seat.

His hair was all white, all scattered behind his back, he was wearing a black robe, and his eyes were closed.

This area is shrouded in darkness.

In the darkness, the ground seemed to twist slowly, and finally a pure white creature with two brown hairs emerged.

The old man opened his eyes and saw that the eyes were circles of purple ripples. It makes people feel immersed in it.

There is a huge human figure in the huge space. The human figure has nine eyes, the color and body are like dead wood, and there are ten column-shaped protrusions on the back.

There are various white creatures hanging above the figure.

It's just that each one is very similar to the original Hokage.

"Lord Madara, the letter has been delivered." Spiral face said to the old man.

"Yeah." The old man nodded.

"That kid, Orochimaru, sent the letter to Konoha. The three generations of Hokage have already sent Tsunade and Orochimaru to investigate." Another white creature said.

"As I expected. Sarutobi's mouth is full of benevolence, but he is actually very hypocritical in his bones."

"In addition to that insidious rat next to him in Shimura, they will definitely not give up this gold mine." The old man said lightly.

"Mr. Madara, why do you want to give Konoha a tip, isn't it good for the Kingdom of Rain to secretly poach it?" Spiral Face asked.

"Yes, didn't you say you hate Konoha?"

"I'm just looking for a little fun for myself. It's like a little dessert after a meal." The old man replied casually.

"Lord Madara, I have a question for you."

The white creature suddenly became serious.

"What's the problem?" Banana looked at the other party a little seriously, thinking it was a serious problem.

"What is dessert. You were human before, and now you don't need to eat or drink like me. Then you should know what dessert is. Will you feel constipated if you eat it?"

"......"

The old man ignored the clones that had jumped out a bit.

He sighed softly, "Since the last Ninja World War, the five countries have been so peaceful, like a pool of stagnant water."

"After Hashimama died, I was bored to the extreme."

"I can't get excited about anything. I just hope that the so-called five major countries won't let me down this time." The old man curled his lips.

"Won't this provoke a war?" said the spiral face.

"You are not human, you are just a clone made by me. Do you talk to your master like this?" the old man snorted softly.

"You said that you hate war." Spiral face was a little aggrieved.

"........."

"I don't like war, but I didn't start this war."

"At most, I just added some foreplay to this war. This gold mine is like a lubricant, I just made everyone involved less rigid, so that everyone is excited to play."

"For me, it's just a game. A game to please me, that's all."

Looking at the white clone in front of him, the old man said a little more.

"Forget it, why tell you this. You don't understand these things."

"You're not Hakuma, you're just his clone. If Hakuma was here, he would definitely understand what I said. Only with him can I get excited." The old man said regretfully.

"Well, the seeds of this war have been planted long ago. The seeds were planted from the establishment of the one-village, one-country system in the pillars."

"To protect peace, this egoistic will will cause war. To protect love, war will occur, it is cause and effect,

Impossible to divide. No one can avoid it. "

"Hashirama, you can't see reality clearly. The eyes that I created from the union with you can see this reality for you. I see that the new order you established is still unsatisfactory." The old man touched own eyes.

"The longer I live, the more I feel that there is only misery and loneliness pervading reality."

"I'm really lonely without you." The old man sighed.

"Sir, do you have a good relationship with the first Hokage?" another white creature asked.

Spiral face wanted to cover his mouth, but it was too late.

"I can't say it well. How should I put it, it should be very special. I feel like I knew him the same way in my previous life."

"At that time, one of my younger brothers just died in battle. Between disappointment and despair, I was endlessly saddened by a small setback." The old man fell into memory.

"Then I met Hasuma. It was he who warmed me. Hasuma told me that even if we were hurt, even if we were disappointed, we still have to stick to our own way of forbearance."

"However, I think he is hypocritical. Forbearance can't bring us spiritual comfort. Those who were once confused are still confused now."

"So then..." the old man kept talking.

"It's here again. As long as this old man enters this state, he will not be able to stop between the pillars." Spiral face said helplessly.

After half an hour, the old man finally got a little tired.

He paused, "I really didn't expect that I would have such an unbearably old day. If it wasn't for this heretic golem..." The old man laughed again, but there was a hint of desolation in that smile.

"Nagato, what's going on?"

The old man asked. In the darkness, he seemed to slowly close his eyes.

"Everything is normal. They have settled down in the Land of Rain. The memory of the child's parents about the Vortex Village has been sealed."

The old man nodded.

"What about the Uchiha clan? I asked you to keep monitoring the Uchiha clan, looking for some interesting children. How's it going?"

"You are an old man, why are you so interested in children. Can't we?"

The old man grunted in dissatisfaction

"Uh, I found a very interesting child recently." Spiral face quickly replied when he noticed that the old man was angry.

"you say."

"That child is Uchiha Kyou's son."

"Uchiha Mirror?" The old man stood up, leaning on his own scythe of judgment called the God of Death.

"let me see."

"Mirror, I remember that child. It's really good. I once thought of making him my successor. It's a pity that he became that person's disciple." The old man showed a disgusted expression.

"Is that person Senju Tobirama, the second Hokage?" the white figure asked.

"Yeah...an extremely nasty guy...but he died a long time ago. And he died horribly." The old voice laughed, the laughter getting louder, but it seemed that because of him The age is indeed too old, laughing a little hurriedly, and then coughing violently.

"Sir Madam, are you alright?"

"It's okay."

"By the way, whose hands did the pair of kaleidoscopes in the mirror fall..."

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