Shenhao starts from Naruto World

The night wind is cool...

It makes people feel refreshed... Sasuke walked out from the snack bar at the end of the street carrying a lunch box.

With a warm smile on his face, he greets people who come and go, but he is polite and graceful.

"Sasuke-sama! My child is one month old... Come and sit at home when you have time."

"Sasuke-sama!! I haven't been here to gamble in the past two days... It's a pity, the chassis is stable."

"Sasuke-sama! You came to my shop to eat noodles some time ago, and I forgot to ask you for your autograph..."

Looking at them, each person's face showed an expression of sly flattery, flattery or some crazy ruffian.

Very philistine...

But when he got to this point, he felt no waves in his heart. Looking from a distance, he felt a lot of compassion in his heart.

Those children are innocent and romantic;

Those adults are philistine and tacky.

It seems like myself...

He carried his lunch box and took out the food from the bag while saying yes.

Every now and then I would take a few bites, and there would be a chewing sound coming from my mouth.

"But... I really don't have that kind of childhood anymore."

Sasuke narrowed his eyes and smiled implicitly.

When these words rang in his mind, he also felt sad in his heart.

Itachi's words were still fresh in my memory; some people and some things seemed like nothing at the time, but after they passed... it was a lifelong estrangement.

Crossing yin and yang, transcending life and death, unparalleled emotions...

Sasuke stopped eating, put the food back into the bag, smiled and continued walking forward.

The color of his eyes also faded away, leaving them just ordinary black pupils.

He looked in front of him, people were coming and going, and the alleys and streets were full of lively lights.

The enthusiasm in my heart has sunk to the bottom...

"I wonder how Xu Wenjun is doing...are you busy recently?"

Since he stopped teaching him how to practice ninjutsu, his life has returned to its previous emptiness.

Empty, powerless, and cold loneliness... No one understands how powerless this is for a decadent Kage-level ninja.

Just like you can't say to an adult who has been defeated by society, stand up... Some scars are destined to heal slowly.

Sasuke put his scarf back, and the orange cotton scarf gave him a comfortable and safe feeling.

Warm, like the care Uchiha Itachi gave him many years ago.

After many years, it is still hard to forget...

This gave him the illusion that life was a shuttle between the past and the future, because his heart was deeply fragile.

But after meeting Zheng Xuwen, my life has changed substantially. I get up, teach and eat in an orderly manner every day, and I even enjoy the process.

He doesn't want to end this process...

"If possible, let me accompany him on the mission..." he thought.

Then, with a self-deprecating smile, he walked towards home. At this time, two plainclothes ninjas in blue appeared behind him.

Walking very close to him, he whispered: "Sir, we have found out... Orochimaru is involved in researching a plan to transform the world, and it is expected to be launched in the next two days... However, his subordinates are incompetent and cannot find out where he is. do what."

"You've done a great job..."

After Sasuke finished speaking, the hem of his windbreaker lengthened the shadow on the ground and he continued to walk forward.

Behind him, two well-dressed ninjas immediately understood and left here.

They gathered towards the crowd behind them, and soon... there was a surging crowd, and it was impossible to tell where they were.

Within 2 minutes, when he arrived at the door of his house, Sasuke looked up at the metal handle of the wooden door, took out the key, inserted it into the keyhole, and turned it twice.

Immediately, the door opened.

Walking into the house, the warm lights made him feel the warmth of home.

Walk in the door and close it behind you.

Seeing the pink-haired girl approaching, a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Sakura-chan."

...

In the early morning, Zheng Xuwen woke up from his sleep.

Looking at the white ceiling, he yawned and then stretched.

He got up, put on his clothes, folded the quilt into tofu blocks and placed it at the end of the bed.

Then, came to the bathroom.

I glanced at the clear sun and then washed up.

Then, he went to the kitchen to face the dazzling sunlight and took out the rice from the electric hot pot.

Take it to the table outside and start eating.

After a while, he went out after eating.

When we went out, the sun was shining brightly and the sun was scorching.

A warm current arose in his heart, and he hummed a pleasant tune.

"There are 350 six a year..."

Immediately, some of the people coming and going glanced at him.

He turned a deaf ear and walked forward on his own.

Until he came to Konoha's own position, outside the room with a sign, he took a look.

Then he walked in and sat down.

"Is there anything going on today?"

He asked loudly, and then, a man dressed as a waiter and wearing a black tuxedo walked over and said kindly: "Sir, our Konoha culture now mainly lies in these documents, please take a look. "

According to the direction of his palm, he saw the documents on the table, which were about fifty centimeters apart.

He immediately sighed and said calmly: "I'll take a look first...just go and do your work."

The visitor nodded, bowed to Zheng Xuwen, and then left.

Zheng Xuwen opened a piece of paper in front of him and read...

"Hiss... why do you present the course layout as scattered textbooks? Why not orderly education?"