[Naruto] Can one still die without the Sharingan?

It’s not without reason that Ping Shenhui likes Jing, because they are basically the same person.

Jing didn't lose sight of everyone because Shisui and Itachi of the same race were better at looking at people and pulled her forward.

The reason why Master Taira didn't lose sight of everyone was because of a good friend of his, his name was Namikaze Minato.

But... Minato didn't force the leader to move forward like Shisui or Itachi. He accompanied him and acted like a fake salted fish.

When they were in ninja school, one was third and the other was fourth in the class. Their rankings were so harmonious that they were indispensable.

It's not because they don't have the ability to compete for first place, they just agree that instead of fighting to the death for the first place, they prefer to be on the steps next to the training ground, watching everyone fighting for the first place. The two people who came out.

Then the two of them sat on one side eating melon and having fun.

Later, after graduating and going to the battlefield, Namikaze Minato stopped pretending and became the yellow flash. Master Ping no longer pretended to be a salty fish, he became the Green Talisman God.

On the outside, these two people are a pair of Konoha's killing gods, but on the inside, these two people are still a pair of brothers who are good enough to wear a pair of pants.

Dean Keping thinks his brother is a bit stupid.

"Are you stupid? Huh? Do you think you are stupid?" Master Taira put his arms around Namikaze Minato's neck, looking speechless.

"How can you persuade me to understand? Didn't you understand that when it comes to the nomination of Hokage, we are rivals, ah, rivals! You came here to persuade your rival to participate in the competition. Are you stupid? .”

"They are competitors, but this is serious and legitimate competition." Minato's clear blue eyes were full of seriousness, "Master, you should participate. This has nothing to do with whether I am your competitor or not."

"Oh my god..." Master Taira put his entire body weight on Minato's shoulders, with an expression that made him kneel down in the next second.

"What is our relationship? Why do I become a ninja? Why do I develop a spell ninjutsu? Others don't know about it, but you still don't know about it?"

Of course Minato knew. This guy became a ninja just to get access to confidential documents and study history, and he developed the talisman ninjutsu because he was too lazy to run around the battlefield like an ordinary person.

How good is the talisman ninjutsu? Find a safe place and stick it there. The talisman is his eyes and hands. He can do whatever he wants. How great?

"With my personality, who should I be? Hokage? Which one of us is crazy?" Headmaster Ping shook Namifeng Shuimon's shoulder vigorously.

"People can change." Namikaze Minato still didn't give up and was still serious.

"It's easy to change a person's nature!" Master Ping put his hands on his hips, "Just be the Hokage. It's you!"

"As for me, when the time comes, you can give me an elite jounin, and don't arrange any students for me, please."

"..."

In this way, Master Ping had a friend in Hokage, and he became an elite jounin as he wished.

Then, just a year later, Immortal Ping's friends disappeared, leaving only one child.

His relationship with Minato was so good that the whole world knew about it. Once he shows special concern for that child, Naruto's identity as the son of the fourth generation will definitely be exposed. At that time, he will die without the shame to see his best friend.

So he could only endure it, hold it back, drink a bottle of strong wine at night alone, and pay homage to his lost love and best friend.

This situation lasted for a long time until the third generation found him.

"Master, Minato has gone, has your mind changed?"

Leader Ping shook his head, "Sir, I know my temperament, and you know it too. Even if you force me to take this position, I won't change much. I'm not suitable to be the person at the top of the pyramid at all. I'm only suitable to be a person." Helper."

Sandai took a puff of cigarette in silence, frowned slightly, and then sighed.

"Forget it, I won't mention this matter again. What about your own affairs?"

"what?"

"Minato already has a child, what about you?" There was a shrewdness in Sandai's old eyes that could see everything, "Still can't let go?"

"I can't let it go." Master Ping smiled softly, "I was one step too late back then, one step too late, one step too late. Minato is reliable, and they love each other deeply and are very happy, which is good."

"I love mine and they live theirs. Isn't that good too?"

"But Minato has gone, and Kushina has gone too!"

The third generation looked at the expressionless face of Master Ping and patted the table, "What a stubborn person."

"Forget it, I won't advise you anymore. You are not a child, and you should plan your own affairs."

"I've always had a plan."

"Want to study history for a lifetime?" Sandai tapped the table lightly, "Even if you really want to, Konoha's current situation will not allow you to just follow your own temper."

"Yes, I know."

Sandai sighed, "Forget it if you don't want children, you still have to take care of a few students."

"You go back first, I'll keep an eye on it for you."

The third generation has been paying attention to this for almost two years.

"Come on, come on, look at this!" Sandai waved to Dean Ping to come over and look at the student files.

"The Uchiha clan?" Chief Taira frowned slightly, "This is a big clan, and the relationship between Uchiha and Konoha..."

"Yes, so do you think, besides you, who else is qualified to take care of him?" The third generation clicked on Itachi's photo, "This is a genius. In peacetime, a genius who could come out of school at the age of seven."

"..."

"And this." Sandai handed over another file.

Dean Ping took a look at the second file and was happy.

"Hey, this guy... looks a lot like Kushina?"

"Like a fart!" The third generation got a headache when mentioning Uchiha Shizu, "Was Kushina as tough as her back then?"

"Well, no."

"And this guy is not normal either. She has Wood Release on her body."

"...Mudun?" Leader Ping raised his head in surprise, "Then he should be taken into the ANBU and trained."

"She won't do it. She can even agree to the condition that she can't show her wood style in front of others. That means she is unwilling to leave Uchiha. And this guy will probably...never be able to open the Sharingan in his whole life."

"I already have the Wood Release, so it doesn't matter if I have the Sharingan or not." Master Ping raised his eyebrows.

"Two Uchiha, the remaining one is also a clean child from a serious ninja family, I leave it to you." The third generation said seriously, "You know the situation in the village, and you also know the situation of Uchiha. I don't want both sides to Until the day comes when everything must be done to the death.”

"I understand." Dean Ping pinched the file in his hand and said calmly.

Dean Ping doesn't hate children, not to mention that these three students of his are really...too much for his liking.

Clean and kind-hearted, Itachi who is mature, steady and responsible, and Shizu, who is both like Kushina and him.

Of course, the relaxed and happy state and the smile that can't be hidden can't be hidden from the three generations who are aware of everything.

"Are you satisfied with the new students?" he teased.

"You must be satisfied." Director Ping admitted generously, "I won't change it even if I give you three gold pimples."

"Now you can rest assured, I will have a legacy even after I die."

"Can you speak..." Sandai rolled his eyes.

"Hmph." Master Ping held his chin, squinted his green eyes, and smiled extremely softly, "To be honest, if I really die, Shizune has the wood escape, Itachi has the Uchiha heritage, and my I just need to practice the technique. Hmm... I'm just afraid that Jing and Itachi will take advantage of it, although I think they can understand."

The third generation looked at Immortal Ping who didn't know what attribute he had activated, and a drop of cold sweat fell down his forehead, but he did not interrupt him.

"That's good!" Master Ping snapped his fingers, "Give it all to Ah Jing."

"Are you so partial?"

"No, A-Jing is not a stingy child. She will arrange everything well."

"No, what's the use of talking to me now?" Sandai spread his hands helplessly, "I'm two rounds older than you, so no matter what, I have to die before you."

"No, old man, you have to live well. You can't die no matter who dies. If you die, where can you find the Hokage in Konoha?"

Immortal Ping smiled very brightly, and in a daze, his face overlapped with that of another person.

The man had blond hair and blue eyes. He was not strong, but standing there made people feel at ease for no reason, and that they had nothing to fear.

"Minato..." Sandai was stunned and called softly.

"Huh? What?"

"It's okay, I'll remember it." Sandai waved his hand, "Go away, don't you have a mission to leave the village tomorrow?"