"What happened?"

Tsunade asked in a deep voice, poison that could keep the entire Konoha Village helpless was not common.

Jiraiya said, "Orochimaru and Akatsuki attacked Konoha together. Although we were repelled, the old man was still poisoned. He was the Red Sand Scorpion in the Sand Hidden Village."

"Red Sand Scorpion?" Tsunade said in confusion.

"It's Chiyo's grandson, but he has already rebelled from the Sand Hidden Village. The third generation of Fengying and the fourth generation of Fengying were both dead at his hands." Jiraiya explained that Tsunade had left the village for too long and had not participated in the Third Ninja World War. It is naturally normal not to know who the Scorpion is.

In fact, Konoha only obtained information from Sakai after this incident.

"Chyo's grandson, no wonder!" Tsunade whispered, and the poisoning and detoxification war with Chiyo during the Second Ninja World War emerged in his mind.

"Let's go." Tsunade stood up and said.

"Yeah." Jiraiya nodded, looked down at Naruto, "Checkout the kid."

"Uh...this is enough?" Naruto said in surprise. He thought it would take some effort to convince Tsunade, but he didn't expect it to be solved so easily.

But I think so, this matter involves the life and death of the third generation of Naruto. No matter how it is, he is the teacher of Sannin after all.

He took out his wallet and paid the meal with pain. Naruto pinched his wallet with a frown.

This is what he has saved up over the years. Although he is the son of Naruto, he has not much pocket money. Kushina has strict control over these things. When he was in Konoha Village, Hinata often paid the bill first, so he was able to save the money.

But the time of this meal has shrunk by half, and Jiraiya and others are all picking up expensive ones.

Leaving the city, they began to rush towards Konoha.

"Tsunade, about the incident back then." Jiraiya suddenly spoke on the way back.

Naruto glanced at him in confusion, not understanding what Jiraiya was referring to. He had known in his previous life that even if there was a difference here, it should be that there was not much difference.

But those things seem to be not suitable to talk about now.

Sure enough, Tsunade was silent. After a moment, she said, "So many years have passed. Let some things be history. I don't want to pursue them anymore."

Jiraiya breathed a sigh of relief and smiled on his face, "That's good, that's good, you know, it's not easy for the old man over the years..."

"Shut up!" Tsunade suddenly spoke, and glanced at Jiraiya with cold eyes, and the other party's voice stopped.

"I said, I don't want to talk about this anymore."

Jiraiya smiled timidly, knowing that the topic could not be continued, he changed the topic and said, "By the way, Tsunade, I remember you seem to suffer from phobia. Is it okay to go back like this?"

"Who do you think I am, mere phobia, it's okay to overcome that kind of thing at any time."

After that, there was nothing to say, the four of them accelerated and quickly headed towards Konoha.

Jiraiya still remembers that the third generation of Naruto only has seven days, but including the back and forth of travel, it only takes six days at most, so they have enough time to rush back.

"Teacher Sarutobi, hold on!" Jiraiya said in his heart.

...

In Konoha Village, it has been six days since Jiraiya and Tsunade left.

After processing a document in his hand, Naruto Mizuno stood up and moved his muscles. Since he became a Naruto, he has been busy to death, especially in the days after the war, he can only rest for two hours a day.

Even after sending away the people from Sand Village, there will be no relaxation and there will always be endless things to deal with.

The knock on the door sounded, a little rushed. Minato raised his eyebrows, sat down again and said, "Come in."

A medical ninja pushed the door open with anxiety on his face, "Fourth generation, third generation, woke up, but his condition was not good, the toxins spread unexpectedly, he wants to see you."

"What?" Hakusuke Mizuno shook his whole body, and the ink on the table was knocked over by him, infecting the documents he had just processed.

But he ignored it at all, and the golden light flashed and the figure had disappeared.

At Konoha Hospital, the figure of Hakusuke Mizuno appeared without warning. He was not surprised by the elusive Naruto and the guard Anbu, and quietly made way out.

When I opened the door and entered the ward, a pungent smell of medicine was everywhere. The lighting inside the house was very good, and the sunlight shone from the sky, bringing a hint of warmth to the ward.

Sarutobi Hinata was lying on the sick lying, quietly closing his eyes. Compared to his previous energetic appearance, he was very bad now. His whole body was filled with a deep breath, his old man spots became more and more obvious, and he looked ten years older.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes, his eyes were cloudy, and he focused several seconds later.

"It's Minato, you're here." A smile appeared on the corner of the third Hokage's mouth, and he struggled to get up.

Minato hurriedly stepped forward to help him and asked, "Where are medical ninjas and they are, why don't they treat them at this time?"

The third generation Naruto waved his hand with a smile, "I asked them to leave. I know my situation and it's no longer helpful."

He said, coughing violently, a dark air appeared on his face, and his breath became even weaker.

Minato hurriedly said, "Don't talk for three generations, you can hold on, and Tsunade will be able to return to the village for a while, and then your poison will be cured."

The third generation shook his head and grabbed Minato's hand tightly. After a long time, the coughing sound decreased slightly. "It's useless, the toxins are spreading. I'm too old, even if Tsunade comes back, it's useless. What's more, Tsunade..."

His eyes were a little swaying, as if he had remembered distant memories. After a while, he sighed deeply. "Forget it, old man, I have been able to obtain it for a long time in my life. I have seen many storms, peaks, and troughs, but it is not a pity to pass on the position of Naruto to you. The will of Fire left by the first and second generation Naruto has finally been passed on."

"Three Generations..." Minato said a low voice, but he could not say more. He had already noticed the intentions of the Third Generation Naruto. In this case, anything he said was unnecessary.
Chapter completed!