After about two days of rushing.

Hefeng finally saw the gate of Konoha Village.

However, what he didn't expect was that his grandfather Hashirama was wearing Hayao at this time and leaning on the gate of Konoha Village.

It's like waiting for someone.

The wind gradually slowed down and walked slowly over.

Sarutobi takes two steps at three steps at once, bowing his head to Hashirama, "The First Naruto!"

Shuomo's eyes suddenly widened. He never dreamed that he would see the first Naruto in such a place.

And along the way, he told Sarutobi a lot about Hashima's deeds.

For Shuomo now, Shinju Hashirama is a godlike existence!

but……

Although Shuomao was excited, he was not confused about the situation.

It is naturally impossible for big names like Hashirama to appear here to welcome him.

"It must be because of the wind."

Shuomao glanced at Hefeng's side face and couldn't help but feel envious.

"I'm back, Hiruzen, haha, it doesn't need to be so formal. Anyway, I can't be considered a Hokage now."

Hashirama wrapped his hands around his chest and laughed out loud.

He has never had the airs that the god of ninja should have.

"Oh, you are Shuomo from Hashiki's family." Hashimara looked up and down.

He is indeed a handsome talent.

"The first generation of Naruto, do you know me?" Shuomo's eyes were wider than those of the cow's eyes, and he was flattered.

He never expected that the first Naruto would know his name!

"Of course, it's what I recommend to Tomoma and I, who will let you and Kazuo form a class. You are the future of the village and you must grow up well."

Hashimara gently touched Shuomo's head, and a doting smile appeared.

Hefeng took all this in his eyes.

He could feel the high hopes Hashirama had given to his younger generations.

"But... what is Lord Hashimama for?" Sarutobi inserted into Hashimama's conversation with Shuomo.

Although Hashirama is approachable, he must have something to do when he comes to such a place.

"Ah, nothing important."

Hashima deliberately showed a thoughtful expression, "Maybe it was a whim, Hiruzen, can you lend me Kazuki for a while?"

"Ah..." Sarutobi was stunned. He didn't expect Hashirama to talk to him in this tone.

However, Sarutobi had already guessed the matter related to Kazuhiro.

"After all, you are the captain of Hefeng now." Hashirama said with a smile.

In this way, after obtaining Sarutobi's permission, Hashirama turned around and looked at Kazuki and offered an invitation to the eldest grandson.

Hefeng naturally did not refuse.

Anyway, there are still a few hours of cooling time before the fourth check-in.

"But what's the matter with Grandpa Hashirama looking for me?" Kazube couldn't help but say.

"No hurry to do this."

Hashirama grabbed Kazuki's arm, lifted him and carried him behind him.

When Kazuki was put down, he and Hashirama came to an open space.

Behind are dense woods.

In front of me is the unobstructed Konoha Village.

"here it is……"

Hefeng walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. The things that caught his eyes confirmed his conjecture.

here……

It's above Naruto!

Although it has been more than a year since he traveled to this world, this is the first time Hefeng has been here.

Especially this condescending perspective of Konoha Village gives Hefeng a different experience.

"Why do you come to this kind of place?" Hefeng turned around and couldn't help asking.

Until now, he couldn't figure out what he was selling in Hashirama's gourd.

Hashima slapped his hands, "Wooden escape·The technique of wooden table!"

In front of Hashimara, the vines raised from the ground and then became thicker, turning into a solid wood low table.

Then, Hashirama took out the scroll from Hayao's sleeve and used psychic skills.

Put the prepared wine and hot tea on the table.

Then the picnic carpet was laid.

With the forest behind you, it has a unique flavor.

Hefeng took two steps at the same time, walked to the picnic carpet, took off his shoes, and then sat cross-legged.

Because he is really not used to kneeling.

"After completing this escort mission, you are a real ninja, Kazuki." Hashirama said with a smile.

"Yeah, to be honest, I didn't expect to become a ninja so soon." Kazuki asked tentatively, "So, is Grandpa Hashirama celebrating me?"

"Haha, of course, not."

Hefeng: "???"

Unexpectedly, Hashirama's smile turned into a doting smile, but it was not for the sake of the wind.

He grabbed the wine cup on the table and sprinkled it on the soil beside him.

It looks more like paying homage to someone.

“I have a friend.”

"Yeah." Kazuki nodded and responded. When Hashirama mentioned his friend, he guessed the man's name.

spot!

Moreover, Kazuki could feel Hashirama's true feelings were revealed.

“It was an afternoon, we met each other by the creek.”

"We train together, compete together, raft, run, climb, etc., etc."

"When we are tired, we will sit down and talk about our ideals and our younger brothers we want to protect."

"It was also at that time that we made up our minds and promised each other that the war would end in the future."

"Let all children be honest and honest, unlike us..."

"I clearly value each other and care about each other, but I can't even tell each other's surname."

Hashimara shook her head helplessly, raised her lips, and a bitter smile appeared, and then swallowed the wine from the wine cup in one gulp.

Hefeng is very clear about this.

During the Warring States Period, even children aged four or five would have their hands covered with blood.

Once the other party is told his surname, he will be unable to be friends.

Hashima and Madara conceal each other in order to maintain this friendship.

"What happened later?" Hefeng couldn't help asking.

"Later? All kinds of things happened. We learned about each other's identities and discovered the hatred of each other's family."

"Although we want to get rid of all this, we don't have enough strength."

"On the battlefield, we confront each other again and again, but we show mercy everywhere."

"Until we each became the patriarchs of the family."

When he said this, Hashirama took another sip of wine, knocked the empty wine cup on the table, and poured himself another glass.

As for the part where Tomorama killed Izuna, Hashima did not say it on purpose.

"After that, we let go of family hatred and established Konoha Village."

"I planned to let him be a Hokage, thinking that as long as he has something worthy of protection, I can..."

When he said this, Hashirama smiled bitterly again.

Whether it is the daimyo of the Kingdom of Fire, the younger brother Tobira, or the representatives of the major families in the village.

No one stood beside Madara.

Compared to Madara, they think they are more suitable for the Naruto of Konoha.

What kind of ninja god?

What is the closest existence to the Six Paths of Immortals?

In the end, it can't even help my most important friends.

"Grandpa, the person you are talking about is Uchiha Madara?" Kazuki stood up from the picnic carpet, walked up in diameter, patted Hashirama on the shoulder, and smiled.

"I've heard your story."
Chapter completed!