Konoha Qiweiju

Konoha's 46th year, October 18th, weather: overcast

The war gradually subsided.

But damn people, there are no less.

The bad news gradually came.

Bring the soil, Lin, there is nothing less.

I didn't seem to feel sad in my heart, I just felt it was a pity.

Is it because too many changes have made me hard-hearted, or have I gradually treated them as comic characters?

Who knows.

...

Qiweiju.

Zhenxiu handled the ingredients as usual.

With the end of the war, Konoha's people also increased.

The number of people coming to Qiweiju is also increasing.

Happy joy appeared on everyone's face.

For them, there is probably nothing more worthy of happiness than peace.

When night fell, Qiweiju seemed peaceful.

A busy day is not enough to make Zhenxiu feel tired.

The silver-white boy opened the curtain and pushed the jingling wind chime.

"Kakashi."

Zhenxiu yelled softly, surprised by Kakashi's arrival.

Kakashi looked up, facing Zhen Xiu's eyes.

The original left eye was blocked by the forehead, only the right eye was exposed.

And in that right eye, the original faint look disappeared.

All that is left is silence.

Kakashi sat quietly in the seat without saying a word.

No one knew what he was thinking.

Zhen Xiu didn't speak either, but looked at him quietly.

When some people are sad, don't bother them.

The more inquiring, it will only make him feel worse.

The more caring, the more irritable he will be.

Zhenxiu is such a person.

Therefore, he didn't want to disturb Kakashi.

Sometimes, they will speak out for themselves.

Because he came here, there is always his purpose.

Zhenxiu doesn't want to fill Kakashi with chicken soup.

Because he doesn't like it.

Time passed by every minute.

Kakashi didn't say anything, he couldn't fix it.

The picture also seems to be extremely harmonious.

But behind this harmony, there is a trace of weirdness.

I don’t know how long it took before Kakashi slowly said, "Black shop owner..."

Kakashi's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Ok?"

"Did Lin and Dai Tu have a meal here before?"

"Yes."

"Can you make me a copy?"

Kakashi raised his head, the exposed right eye was scaryly hollow.

Kakashi at the moment does not seem to be a person, but a walking dead.

Without any feelings, I gave up myself.

He did not get out of the darkness, but fell into a deeper darkness.

In the closed left eye, there was even more terrifying and dark power.

"Yes, wait a minute."

Zhenxiu did not refuse, and started to make it.

Kakashi was down again.

After ten minutes, the cooking is complete.

Put it in front of Kakashi.

Black and white tofu, red gorgon juice.

It's the giant magic panda Mapo Tofu.

The color, fragrance and taste are all-inclusive, which adds a bit of fun.

It's just that these are nothing in Kakashi's eyes.

He just saw the dish Lin brought them before.

The taste is very moving.

Kakashi took a bite and put it in his mouth.

His expression did not change in any way, and he even put down the spoon.

"Unappetizing."

Unappetizing?

This is the first time Zhenxiu has received such an evaluation.

Zhen Xiu frowned, could it be that what went wrong?

It shouldn't.

"It's far worse than Lin's craftsmanship."

Kakashi continued.

Zhenxiu smiled helplessly after hearing this.

The addition of emotional factors in cooking cannot be changed by even the most powerful chef.

It's like comparing the taste of childhood mother's food with that of Michelin restaurants. I believe most people will choose the former.

Because the deliciousness brought about by the emotional factors is far beyond the chef's control.

The chef can control only taste.

There is nothing you can do about feelings.

Putting down the spoon, Kakashi's state remained unchanged.

Kakashi fell silent just looking at the familiar giant magic panda Mapo Tofu.

Zhenxiu scratched his head, really distressed.

Actually got such an evaluation.

But soon, Kakashi picked up the spoon and ate the plate of Mapo tofu bit by bit.

"Lin... bring soil..."

Black tofu.

White tofu.

Red gorgon juice.

What Lin said, they should unite and cooperate like this dish.

But in the end, he was the only one left.

Everything is destroyed.

Nothing is left.

Only this useless person himself is left.

Kakashi's vision blurred.

The tearful bird filled his eyes, and even tears flowed under his forehead.

Strong teenagers also have a weak side.

And this side, facing death.

In just one year, Kakashi lost two more beloved friends.

This kind of blow, in exchange for ordinary people, is afraid that they are already blackened.

But Kakashi just plunged into darkness, not blackened, this psychological quality has exceeded the ordinary people too much.

Otherwise, there is more than a masked man in this world.

I'm afraid there will be one more one-eyed man with a mask.

After eating, Kakashi left without saying a word.

Really cultivated, did not stay.

"It's nice to be young."

Zhen Xiu smiled faintly, and there was a bit of self-deprecating in his smile.

He was a little envious of Kakashi.

Now, who would cry because of his death?

Or Tsunade and Kusina.

maybe……

The true cultivation is also uncertain.

The night is dim, but no one can appreciate the kind of loneliness.

"Stop comforting the kid named Kakashi?"

The meatball on the side yawned and said.

"No, there is someone better than me to comfort him."

"is it?"

"Well, that person, coming back soon."

"That's really interesting."

Meatball said with a smile.

"Meatball, do you think I have become cold-blooded?"

"Become less stupid."

Facing Meatball's mockery, Zhenxiu smiled helplessly.

What this said made me didn't know how to argue.

Jingle bells, wind chimes rang again.

The person here is Pratunam.

"True boss, long time no see."

"Watergate. Why come back at night."

"I'm here to find Kakashi."

"Then you came by accident, he just left."

"Is he all right?"

Watergate is a little worried.

"It doesn't look good."

"Oh. The death of Taitu and Lin made Kakashi a completely different person. It's my fault. Every time there is something else to do, it puts them in a dangerous situation."

Watergate blamed himself.

Even if it is called golden flash, even if it is strong.

But in the face of his own students, he could not protect his thoroughness.

Two died and one was abandoned.

How indifferent to Watergate.

But this is the cruelty of war.

Not that he can change.

He has done his best to protect himself, but unexpectedly one after another accident.

On the battlefield, even he couldn't be foolproof.

"Let them grow on their own, they have their own way to go. These are beyond your control."

Watergate was silent.

Just when Zhenxiu thought that Watergate was just swallowing the bitter fruit, Watergate suddenly said, "Perhaps they have their own way. But as their teacher, what I can do is to make them walk more smoothly. Just say there is no way to do it, that is too self-deception."

Really stunned after hearing the words.

Doing nothing to say that there is no way is to deceive yourself?

Zhenxiu was silent.

Maybe, I have been deceiving myself and others.

It's just that none of these people seem to be able to stimulate the desire of real cultivation to save.

If it were between them, maybe he would be desperate.

"Then you have to work harder. Kakashi's situation is not so good."

"Ok."

Water Gate replied softly, and packed a piece of Guo Shi Wu Duo to go home.

Qiweiju fell into peace again.

The wind chimes rang again.

There seems to be a lot of people today.

This time, it was three generations of Hokage.

Unlike him before, now he has shown an old state.

Time is not forgiving.

The young man who used to follow Zhen Xiu is now an old man with gray hair.

And true cultivation still looks like a teenager.

"Sun Slash, why are you free today?"

"I miss Mr. Zhenxiu's cooking, so come and try it."

"Then you are very leisurely. I haven't congratulated you yet, and won the final victory."

Ri Zhan waved his hand, and smiled helplessly: "Is there any congratulations? Konoha has also suffered a heavy loss. In less than ten years, I am afraid that he will not recover from death."

"War is like that. What do you want to eat?"

"It's still the old rules."

"OK, wait."

Ten minutes later, a bowl of fish soup was served late at night and placed in front of Rizhan.

The faint fragrance made Rizhan seem to have returned to his youth.

After taking a sip, Ri Zhan smiled and said, "Master Zhenxiu's fish soup is still so delicious."

"That's natural. My cooking is the best in the world."

Ri Zhan nodded nonchalantly, and quickly drank the fish soup.

The cold night seemed to be a lot warmer.

"Looking at the way you look worried, do you have something to ask me?"

With the appearance of three generations of Hokage wanting to speak, Zhenxiu directly helped him speak out.

Rizhan said with a smile: "As expected of a real teacher, I can't hide anything from you. I do have something to ask the teacher."

"I said you are really strange. A Hokage always asks me questions, making it as if I am Hokage."

Really repaired helplessly.

"Haha. The second generation of adults once said before dying that if you encounter any unsolvable problems, they will come and ask you. I also follow his old wishes."

"That guy, really trouble me if he is dead."

"Hehe, Teacher Zhenxiu joked."

"All right, let's talk about something quickly."

Ri Zhan sorted out his thoughts and said, "Although Konoha won in the third Ninja World War this time, he also suffered heavy losses. As Naruto, I can hardly escape the blame. Therefore, I plan to retreat to the second line and select one. New Hokage, successor. But who should I recommend, I am in a dilemma."

"It turns out that it is. There are only a few people who can be qualified to succeed Naruto, Jiraiya, Osamaru, Tsunade, Uchiha Tomitake, and Mizumon, right?"

"Teacher Zhenxiu is right. The rest of the people either have insufficient status, poor strength, or insufficient reputation. Only these five people meet the requirements."

"Actually, you have deleted most of the candidates in your mind, and only left two, right?"

Zhenxiu looked at Ri Zhan and smiled faintly.

The third generation of Hokage smiled wryly when he heard the words, and said: "I still can't hide the truth from the teacher."

"Tsunade is suffering from panicemia, and he is not in Konoha now. Naturally, he is the first to eliminate it. Jiraji has no intention of being in Naruto. Even if he is elected, he will refuse. Not to mention Futake, as Uchiha. The family itself is an unstable factor. Even if the center of power does not allow them to enter, you will not let them succeed to the position of Hokage."

Speaking of Fuyue, the third generation of Hokage is a bit embarrassed.

But Zhenxiu made no mistake.

Even if it was to respect the second generation of Hokage's last wish, they could not select the Uchiha clan.

After all, the Uchiha clan now does not look so peaceful.

"The rest is Oshe Maru and Water Gate."

"Yes, these are the two candidates that I am satisfied with. Originally I was going to recommend Oshemaru, but recently I feel something is wrong with Oshemaru. He seems to be a little closer to Danzo. I am afraid that the two of them will be connected. That's right. Konoha is definitely not a good thing.

But if it is Watergate, he is still young after all. Although he has made great achievements in the three wars, he may not be able to cope with issues such as the struggle between Konoha's high-level officials.But if I help from it, I'm afraid it will make Watergate feel like a puppet Naruto."

The three generations of Hokage feel very embarrassed when it comes to this.

Zhenxiu smiled and said, "Isn't the answer obvious?"

"what?"

"It takes time for Watergate, but Oshe Maru may destroy Konoha. This choice is not comparable."

The three generations of Hokage were taken aback, it seemed so.

"But I'm afraid I misunderstood Da She Wan and chilled his heart."

Zhenxiu laughed again: "Hisn, maybe you really don't understand Oshemaru. To him, is the position of Hokage really important? I don't think it is necessary. Perhaps in his eyes, the position of Hokage is not attractive. Power is not necessarily."

"can you?"

The three generations of Hokage did not believe it.

Isn't there anyone who doesn't want to be Hokage besides Jiraiya?

That's really weird, right?

"Hisaki, you always think too much and do too little. Perhaps you can't understand the current state of Oshemaru."

"Teacher Zhenxiu said like this, do you know Oshe Maru well?"

Three generations of Hokage puzzled.

Zhenxiu shook his head.

"I don't understand, I just know that perhaps this Konoha is just a cage for Oshemaru. When we leave here, it is the moment when Oshemaru transforms into a dragon."

The third generation of Hokage frowned deeper.

Da She Maru, his apprentice, what kind of existence has he become?

I seem to know him again.

It's just that, for Konoha, it's not a good deed.

The three generations of Hokage who got the answer left Qiweiju.

Looking at the back of the third generation of Hokage, Zhenxiu sighed.

"The wind is moving the windmill. When the wind stops, the windmill will continue to rotate."

In the cool night, a white shadow fell on the roof of Qiweiju.