Being in Konoha, starting with an immortal body

It is simply incomprehensible that Orochimaru, who wants to leave a good name for the third generation even if he kills him, and who still cares about Konoha in his heart, would actually do something extremely harmful to Konoha.

[Such Orochimaru would actually fight out of Konoha's gate and humiliate Konoha so much. Could it be White Jueban? 】

He remembered that there was a White Zetsu that had the ability to change, and it seemed that only the ability to sense good and evil could be identified.

Gao Ming just met Black Jue last night, so he quickly thought of White Jue, and he felt that the possibility was very high.

[If it was really White Zetsu, then Minato was chasing the fake Orochimaru, and now Madara has revived...]

"Sigh~"

[Minato and the others will not be lured to the Land of Rain and killed directly. 】

If Minato was the only one who was smart enough to not worry, there was nothing he could do if he had the Flying Thunder God in hand and wanted to run away from Madara.

I was afraid that he would die there for his teammates.

[That's too sloppy, there should be a few shadow ninjas following Madara. 】

"Hey~"

Putting all this aside, Gao Ming walked along the sound and listened quietly. Most of the villagers were talking about the pity that the third generation had died. Anyway, it was politically correct and there was no need to pay for a few words.

But few people mentioned last night's attack, but this is normal. Last night, Fugaku's shadow clone and the elder led the guards to clean up the poisonous snakes that accidentally broke in. As long as they don't go out, Basically there is no problem.

They were not allowed to experience the horror of the attack personally, so none of them had any feelings about it.

"Brother, would you like to buy a flower?"

Suddenly, a little girl holding a flower basket walked up to him and raised the basket as a signal to Gao Ming.

Gao Ming looked down and saw a seven or eight-year-old little girl with twin ponytails and white linen. There was dust on her face and she was a little timid. She lowered her head from time to time.

"This flower?"

There is only one kind of flower in the basket, white chrysanthemum!

White chrysanthemums are given when mourning the deceased. No serious person would sell these on the street.

Gao Ming immediately understood what the sound was about, frowned slightly, and looked at the little girl carefully.

[Without any chakra, he is just an ordinary person. 】

"Brother, do you want to buy a flower to present? These were picked this morning and are very fresh."

The girl took out a bouquet of white chrysanthemums and handed them to Gao Ming. There was still some dew on the flowers.

[Are there also chrysanthemums in this season? 】

After taking the flower, Gao Ming raised his eyebrows.

After passing the street in front and turning a few corners, you will see the Sarutobi clan land. This girl actually stood in front of someone's house during the funeral of the third generation and sold white chrysanthemums. What a talent!

"Then have a bunch."

Gao Ming looked towards the Sarutobi clan in the distance, and could clearly see people flowing back and forth. Many people were holding a white chrysanthemum in their hands, with solemn expressions.

dong dong dong~

dong dong dong~

beep~

Leaving a hundred taels behind, Gao Ming crossed the street and came to the Sarutobi tribe. As soon as he stepped out of the street, the low sound of ritual music broke into his ears, which was extremely clear.

Looking around, there were huge crowds of people, densely packed with countless civilians and ninjas dressed in linen clothes who came to express their condolences on their own.

Everyone held a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in their hands and lined up to take turns worshiping the portrait of the third generation. Each of them had serious and painful expressions, and the one who lost ten thousand taels to death seemed to be Noriko's inner pain.

[Is the third generation so popular with the people? 】

"Amin?"

Gao Ming held the white chrysanthemum and scratched his butt, thinking. Suddenly a familiar voice sounded behind him. Gao Ming looked back and saw that it was the green melon skin.

Green vest, black pot head, teeth that have been shining for thousands of years, and those strange thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Kai, it's such a coincidence that you're welcome...to express your condolences to the third generation."

Gao Ming laughed awkwardly and almost said what was in his heart. After realizing it, he quickly lowered his voice and looked sad.

"Condolences? What condolences? Who are you offering condolences to? Sandai? Nani? How could it be?"

A series of questions flew out of Kai's mind. He was about to raise his hand to give Gao Ming a long-awaited hug, but he was immediately surprised by Gao Ming's question.

"You...don't you know? The Third Generation is dead."

[Good guy, are you on a mission? Are you in seclusion? Even the Kingdom of Water across the coast probably knows about such a big thing, but you haven't even heard of it. 】

"How could this happen? My father and I just returned to the village in the morning. We had just eaten a few bowls of noodles and passed by the neighborhood and felt it was noisy, so we came over to take a look. Unexpectedly..."

"How could it be repaired? Who could have done it? How could a great ninja like the Third Lord die in Konoha!"

Kai clenched his fists tightly, fire igniting in his eyes.

Kai has been training with his father Dai since he was a child, but because only his physical skills reached the standard, he failed to enter the Ninja Academy. It was the third generation who recruited him to the academy, so the third generation was a blessing to Kai. Being able to become a ninja is a great help.

"It was Orochimaru who did it. However, Kai, don't be too sad. The deceased is gone. The Third Generation died pursuing his own will of fire. He died vigorously. As he once said, his death was like a mountain." Heavy, he burned himself and lit up the village.”

[Made, that was obviously written by me, it belongs to me! mine! 】

Kai clenched his fists and was about to say something when a fat man carrying a box and selling flowers suddenly walked over.

"Excuse me, would you like to buy some bouquets of white chrysanthemums to present to the third generation?"

......

"The Third Generation Master has a spirit in heaven and hopes that every day, every villager who inherits the will of fire can bring the fire of hope and white chrysanthemums in his hands to his portrait to count the beauty of the world and the leaves of wood for him. The beauty, and all this beauty is the blessing of the third generation of adults, isn't it?"

The fat man picked up two bouquets of white chrysanthemums and handed them to Gao Ming and Kai.

......

[Good guy, damn fat man, the chakra in your body is so obvious, you are not an ordinary person at first glance. You are not from the Sarutobi clan, are you? Why don't you continue to preach with me? 】

Gao Ming raised his eyebrows and almost couldn't help but slap the fat man.

Although the lines read by this person were very exciting, the flesh on his face kept trembling, and there was no emotion at all, just like reciting the lines.

[Who would buy this nonsense? 】

"Woooo~ My youth, the Third Generation will never be able to see it again. For the last time, I will burn my youth to show it to the Third Generation!"

......

Kai took out all the banknotes on his body and handed them to the fat man, which was a total of 40,000 taels.

Although it wasn't a lot for Gao Ming, it was more than enough to buy a basket of white chrysanthemums. But what Gao Ming didn't expect was that the fat man only gave Kai four bouquets of flowers.

More than ten thousand!

Kai took the flowers and didn't think much about it. He gave two bouquets to Gao Ming, and then followed the long queue to burn youth.

Gao Ming looked at the white chrysanthemum he bought from a street girl in his other hand and raised his eyebrows.

[What the hell, a bouquet of flowers cost ten thousand taels, and they are darker than me! 】

Although he didn't lack the money, he didn't want to be taken advantage of.

Gao Ming raised his head and looked at the fat man coldly.

He dared to stand in front of someone's house to sell chrysanthemums at the third generation's funeral, and he still had obvious chakra fluctuations in his body. Even if he said that he was not a Sarutobi family, he would not believe it.

The fat man took two more bouquets of flowers, his eyes full of disgusting innocence, "Children, don't you buy two bouquets for the third generation of adults?"

"No, I have it."

After glancing at him, Gao Ming ignored him and stepped forward to follow Kai. He wanted to ask Kai something.

But the fat man suddenly reached out and grabbed Gao Ming and shouted loudly: "You are actually unwilling to buy a bouquet of white chrysanthemums for the Third Generation. Are you still a villager in Konoha? Are you still the heir to the Will of Fire? This is you Uchiha. What is your attitude towards the Third Generation?"

The sound was too loud. Although there was more drumming ahead, many people heard this person's shout and turned to look at Gao Ming and Fatty.

"Amin?"

Kai also noticed something was wrong and looked back at Gao Ming.

[Made, let me buy flowers to worship the third generation. Do you want to revive your popularity? 】

Gao Ming grabbed Fatty's dirty hands. What he hated most was when others kidnapped him morally.

"Hehe~"