Konoha: A golden flash from the tomb

Before a person dies, he can take a quick look at his life, even if he commits suicide after being dejected, he can still see it without exception.

There was a pool of thick and cooling blood beneath him, and there were people screaming and uneasy beside him. The drunk driver staggered open the door, and was so frightened by the tragic scene that he vomited.

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "He's not dead yet, call 120!"

But the man lying in a pool of blood ignored him. He didn't want to struggle to live. He just tilted his head hard and looked at the first bird he had after growing up. mobile phone.

The broken screen had long since stopped shining, but the man in the pool of blood saw a shadow. It was him, or rather his former shadow, a handsome man with blond hair and a white-on-red-striped imperial robe.

Inside, he was Minato Namikaze, and he was Minato, a loner who grew up in a remote town and grew up in this peaceful world.

He is his previous life, and he is his current life, but the moments when we meet again are not all beautiful and nostalgic.

"Kushina...Naruto...I..."

"...went to find you."

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A pair of bright blue eyes opened in the darkness, and the decaying air was suffocating and dull.

It was quiet here, and there was no light in the dark world. Even those blue eyes as bright as stars could not reflect anything in this dark world.

Minato lay quietly, his rusty body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain, and he couldn't even move his fingers.

"Is this the world after death?"

"If it's all this dark, Kushina will be scared, right?"

"Obviously I am already a capable female ninja, but why do you have to hug me tightly when there is thunder?"

As he spoke, Minato's mouth curved into a bitter arc, as if he was smiling or crying, as if he saw the bright red hair flying in the wind.

He wanted to raise his hand to touch the phantom that was so close, but his hand was so heavy that he couldn't move at all.

"I was wrong Kushina, I shouldn't have come back so late, I shouldn't have..."

"It's been 18 years...I'm sorry, I'm late...I should have been with you...but I left then..."

"I'm sorry for you...I'm sorry Naruto...I..."

The pair of bright blue eyes dimmed, replaced by a pair of bloody eyes that were so bloody and so red that they were dazzling.

It was like the substantial murderous intention instantly froze the already rotten and dull air.

He is the fourth Hokage of Konoha, the golden flash of Konoha, the light of death that all ninjas fear.

Countless ninjas died in his hands, and he could kill fifty jonin on the battlefield in an instant when he flashed into a stream of light.

His status is a throne forged with the blood of his enemies, and his reputation is a bloody road paved with corpses.

But it seems that as a companion of Konoha, many people only remember his sunny and gentle side, and they forget the mottled blood stains on the Flying Thunder God Kunai.

The blood in his eyes became more and more intense, but at this moment, Minato closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a wet dripping cage appeared in front of him.

"Long time no see, Nine Tails."

This was originally a plain greeting, but the huge nine-tailed demon fox imprisoned in the iron cage trembled for no reason.

Kyuubi averted his gaze. He did not dare to look directly into Minato's eyes that were even brighter red than his own. The terrifying murderous intent cut him to pieces like a sharp blade. This groundless fear made him choose to retreat.

"You are not Minato Namikaze, who are you?"

After a moment of silence, Kyuubi spoke, but he still turned his head and didn't want to look at this guy who made him feel so uncomfortable.

"I am Namikaze Minato, but the one you met before was Namikaze Minato, the fourth Hokage of Konoha Village."

"And now."

Minato walked in front of the iron railing and in front of Kyuubi.

"I'm just a husband with an unqualified wife and a father with an unqualified child, Minato Namikaze."

These words that Kyuubi couldn't understand at all made the big fox silent, but he knew that Minato was extremely dangerous at this moment, and his innate sense of malice made his hair stand on end, although this malice was not directed at His own, but when he thought of such a murderous star standing next to him, Kyuubi wanted to grab Shukaku and beat him for three days and three nights to avoid the limelight, but it didn't work, he was locked up.

"What are you going to do?" Kyuubi asked.

"How about we go kill people together?"

"Kill my disciples, Obito Uchiha who uses Sharingan to control you to wreak havoc on Konoha, then Danzo Shimura, and the Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen, and many, many others..."

After hearing the information Minato told him, Kyuubi's orange-red eyes couldn't help but widen a little angrily. The most humiliating moment in his life was not being knocked down by Hashirama with three punches and two kicks, but also between the tailed beasts. Most of the communication is to use fists to communicate feelings. It is right that the strong is king.

He felt aggrieved and dissatisfied after being taken care of by Hashirama, but more importantly, he was angry that he was not as strong as others.

But being enslaved and dominated by Uchiha Madara using Sharingan is unbearable. Although Susanoo is strong, Kyuubi has the confidence to tear that layer of armor apart. Even if he is defeated, Uchiha Madara cannot stop himself from running away.

But this pink-eyed man doesn't follow martial ethics and uses his inferior eye skills to ride on his head and dominate him. However, he can only watch his body being played with because he can't help it. My husband has never done this kind of thing so far.

This is not a question of whether to lose or not, this is a question of killing that pink-eyed bastard!

And not long ago, the second pink-eye came out and did exactly the same thing as the first pink-eye. What was even more outrageous was that the second pink-eye was obviously average in strength, but it left Uchiha Madara on his body. The backhand forcefully drove him, and Kyuubi swore in his heart early that he would not be a fox until he killed these two people!

In comparison, the matter of Minato dividing himself into Yin and Yang and sealing him again was simply too small to be worth mentioning. It was not like he had never been imprisoned before. After decades, although he was still dissatisfied, he had become more or less used to it.

But if it takes him to kill that bastard named Uchiha Obito, Kyuubi is willing to put aside his past grudges and help Minato wholeheartedly.

Once the Kyuubi says something, it's hard for the other eight tails to follow.

"Deal, I'll do it with you."

With a big slap from Kyuubi, he accepted the deal and accepted it willingly.

"Very good, we've reached an agreement."

In response to Kyuubi's cheerful answer, Minato nodded gently, and the originally damp and cold sealed space instantly changed with the changes in his mind.

Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, and a hill that could be used as a pillow suddenly appeared. The Bagua seal was an upgraded version of the Four Elephants seal designed by Minato himself. It was a piece of cake to control the seal space.

"You stay here for now, I'll call you if I need you."

With that said, he kicked open the door of the iron cage that closed Kyuubi.

"After doing all this, I can give you your freedom. This is an advance payment. I never lie."

Seeing Minato's figure disappear in the brand new sealed space, Kyuubi looked around in disbelief. Although the Bagua seal was not directly unlocked, the cage was opened, and it was only a matter of whether he wanted to get out.

But after a moment of hesitation, Kyuubi made no move. In his impression, Minato was already dead. If he went out... he might as well sleep here with the wind blowing. Anyway, the environment was quite good, no better than when the old man found him. The place is bad.

"But...why do I feel that this guy Minato...isn't dead?"

Just when Kyuubi was lying on the hill and ready to take a nap, the opened seal no longer blocked his perception, and he noticed many different auras.

Outside the seal, the still blood-red eyes opened again, but now he saw through the darkness and the true appearance of this dark world.

This is also a cage, a heavy coffin containing the deceased.

The faint blue light of chakra lit up, and the decayed god's robe was driven by the movement of the arm. A palm was pressed on the wooden board in front of him, pushing it upwards unswervingly.

The mound rose, the coffin was opened, and in the hunting night wind, the decayed imperial robe danced, and the golden light once again stood on the ground of Konoha.

Illuminated by the stars, shining with the moon.