I Become Hokage At The Age Of Eight

Chapter 57 – I once had a close friend, he was called Madara

After two days of rushing.

He Feng finally saw the gate of Konoha Village.

However, what he didn’t expect was that Grandpa Zhuma was wearing Haori and was leaning on the gate of Konoha Village at this time.

It’s like waiting for someone.

The gentle wind gradually slowed down and walked over slowly.

But Sarutobi took three steps and two steps, bowed his head towards the pillars, “Master Naruto of the first generation!”

Shuomao’s eyes widened suddenly. He never dreamed that he would see the first generation of Hokage in such a place.

And along the way, he told Sarutobi about the deeds of the pillars.

For the current Shumao, Qianshou Zhuma is like a god!

but……

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

It is naturally impossible for a big person like Zhujian to appear here to welcome oneself.

“It must be because of the gentle breeze.”

Shuomao glanced at He Feng’s profile, and couldn’t help but become envious.

“I’m back, Sun Slash, haha, it doesn’t need to be so formal, anyway, I can’t be regarded as Hokage anymore.”

He put his hands around his chest and laughed loudly.

He has never had the airs that the Ninja God should have.

“Oh, you’re Shuomao of the Qimu family.” Shuomao looked up and down between the pillars.

It is indeed a kind of talent.

“Master Hokage, you know me?” Shuomao’s eyes were bigger than bull’s eyes, and he was flattered.

He never expected that the first generation of Hokage would know his name!

“Of course, it was recommended by me and Feijian to form a class with Hefeng. You are all the future of the village. You must grow up well.”

Between the pillars, he gently touched Shuomao’s head, and a petting smile appeared.

He Feng sees all this in his eyes.He could feel the high hopes that Zhujian gave to the younger generation.

“But…what the hell did Master Zhujian do?” Sarutobi inserted between the pillars and talked with Shumo.

Although the pillars are friendly and approachable, there must be something to come to such a place deliberately.

“Ah, nothing important.”

A thoughtful expression appeared deliberately between the pillars, “Maybe it was on a whim, Sun Slash, can you lend me the wind?”

“Ah…” Sarutobi couldn’t help being stunned. He didn’t expect that Zhu Jian would speak to himself in this tone.

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

“After all, you are the captain of Hefeng now.” Shima said with a smile.

In this way, after getting the permission of Sarutobi, Zhuma turned to look at Hefeng and offered an invitation to this grandson.

Hefeng naturally did not refuse.

Anyway, before the fourth time to punch the card, there are still several hours of cooling time.

“But, what’s the matter with Grandpa Zhujian looking for me?” He Feng couldn’t help but say.

“Don’t worry about this.”

The pillars grabbed He Feng’s arm, lifted him, and put him behind his back.

When the breeze was let down, he and the pillars came to a clearing.

Behind is dense woods.

In front of him is the unobstructed Konoha Village.

“here it is……”

He Feng walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down. What greeted him confirmed his conjecture.

Here……

It’s just above the Naruto Rock!

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

Especially this kind of condescending perspective on Konoha Village gives a different kind of experience to the Japanese style.

“Why do you come to this place?” He Feng turned around and couldn’t help asking.

Until now, he hadn’t figured out what medicine was selling in the gourd between the pillars.(Read more @ wuxiax.com)I saw a slap of his hands between the pillars, “Wooden Escape·The Technique of Wooden Tables!”

In front of the pillars, the vine protruded from the ground and then became thicker, turning into a solid wood low table.

Afterwards, between the pillars took out the scroll from Haori’s sleeve and used spiritism.

Put the pre-prepared wine and hot tea on the table.

Then the picnic carpet was laid.

With the forest behind, it has a special flavor.

Three steps of the breeze and two steps, walked to the picnic carpet, took off the shoes, and then finished cross-legged.

Because he is really not used to kneeling.

“After completing this escort mission, you are a real ninja, Hefeng.” Zhuma said with a smile.

“Yeah, to be honest, I didn’t expect to be a ninja so quickly.” Kazuka asked tentatively, “So, is Grandpa Zhuma celebrating me?”

“Haha, of course, no.”

Zefeng: “???”

Unexpectedly, the smile between the pillars turned into a petting smile, but it was not a smile for peace.

He grabbed the wine cup on the table and sprinkled the dirt on the side.

It looks more like a memorial to someone.

“I have a friend.”

“Yeah.” He Feng nodded in response. When a friend was mentioned between the pillars, he guessed the person’s name.

spot!

Moreover, the gentle breeze can feel the true feelings between the pillars.

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

“We train together, compete together, float, run, climb mountains, etc., and so on.”

“When we are tired, we will sit down and talk about our ideals and the younger brother we want to protect.”

“It was also at that time that we made up our minds and promised to each other that we must end the war in the future.”

“Let all children put their hearts to heart and treat each other frankly, unlike us…””Clearly value each other and care about each other, but can’t even tell each other the last name.”

The pillars shook his head helplessly, the corners of his mouth raised, a bitter smile appeared, and then he swallowed the wine in the bottle.

On this point, Hefeng is very clear.

During the Warring States Period, even a four or five-year-old child would have blood on his hands.

Once you tell the other person’s last name, you can’t be friends.

Zhu Jian and Madara conceal each other precisely to maintain this friendship.

“What happened later?” Hefeng couldn’t help asking.

“Later? Various things happened. We knew 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 power.”

“On the battlefield, we fought again and again, but we were merciful everywhere.”

“Until we each became the patriarch of the family.”

When talking about this, he took another sip of wine between the pillars, knocked the empty cup on the table, and poured himself another glass.

As for the part that killed Quan Nai Jian, Zhu Jian deliberately didn’t say.

“After that, we put aside the family hatred and established the Konoha Village.”

“I planned to let him be Hokage, thinking that as long as he has something worth protecting, I can…”

When talking about this, the pillars smiled bitterly again.

Whether it’s the name of the country of fire, the younger brother, or the representatives of the big families in the village.

No one stood by Madara’s side.

Compared to Madara, they think they are more suitable for Konoha’s Hokage.

What a ninja god.

What is the closest to the existence of the six immortals.

In the end, even the most important friend could not help.

“Grandpa, the person you are talking about is Madara Uchiha, right?” He Feng stood up from the picnic carpet, walked up, patted the shoulder between the pillars, and smiled.

“I’ve heard your story.”

“Because grandpa is good at Mudun, so the village is called Konoha Village. Because Madara is good at Huokang, the leader of the village is called Hokage, right?”