On the application of plant zombies in the world of Naruto

Kyojuro's Diary

[Yaoya left at the first ray of sunshine in the early morning.

I would be very satisfied just to be able to talk to him again and say goodbye properly.

I wish Yaozai can be happy in this life, have all his wishes come true, have a harmonious family, and live a long life.

Wait, what if Yaoya was reincarnated as another creature!

For trees, a hundred years... is it considered premature death? ? ? 】

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Early in the morning, when Koichi had just gotten up, he saw Kyojuro sitting alone in the porch sharpening his knife. The pot of glowing flowers that he had been carrying with him for the past two days was nowhere to be seen.

Although he has grown into a teenager, he still looks chubby, just like when he was a child.

He sat cross-legged next to Kyojuro and stroked his son's hair.

"what about your friends?"

"He has left."

Hao tilted his head to observe his son's expression, and his cautious look made Kyojuro smile.

"Dad, I'm fine. It's a good thing that he can be reincarnated."

After confirming that Kyojuro was not sad at all, Koichi felt relieved. He leaned his hands behind his back and looked at the white clouds in the sky.

"I don't know if your grandfather has been reincarnated yet. He has never appeared in my dreams."

Tian Dao had just woken up when he heard the father and son talking about such a dark topic in such good weather. He was speechless, "Why did they come to you in your dream? Did they ask you to try harder to have a baby so that he can be reincarnated?"

"Since you miss your father, Kyojuro is going to the cemetery today, why don't you go with him to pay your respects?"

Hao Yi tilted his head and asked, "? What are you doing in the cemetery?"

Kyojuro put the [Explosive Blade·Foam] back into the sheath after enjoying a morning massage. "The streetlight flower is a small flower that glows. It should be planted in the cemetery like mushrooms."

"...Will it really not be mistaken for a will-o'-the-wisp?"

"Plant more densely?"

"It would be scarier if the trees were densely planted. It was pitch black, but there was a bright spot. If you looked closer, you'd find it was a cemetery."

Uchiha Madara, with messy hair, stood in the living room and stretched, trying to wake up as soon as possible.

Kurama yawned, and it couldn't understand why it had to keep up with Uchiha Madara's schedule when it had nothing to do every day.

"There will be new horror legends about the Uchiha. Maybe they will say that your Sharingan was mutated by putting ghost fire into the eyes."

"That's perfect, maybe I can even scare the ignorant kids in the tribe, hehehehe~"

"!" Kyojuro was excited!

The most important thing in summer, besides watermelon, is the ghost storytelling sessions that are exclusive to summer nights!

Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie~

(I told you not to learn everything!)

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Surrounded by familiar tribesmen, as evening approached, Kyojuro planted a street lamp flower in front of every tombstone in the tribe's cemetery.

The warm yellow light shining on the cold and hard tombstone even looks a little warm, and even the purple mushrooms growing all over the grave look a lot cuter.

"It seems, it seems, maybe, not as scary as I thought."

"Is there a possibility that it's because the sun hasn't set yet?"

"Humph, so what if the sun sets? There's light here anyway."

Except for Kyojuro who was sent back home by Koichi for dinner, none of the other Uchiha wanted to leave. They all wanted to see with their own eyes how scary a cemetery planted with street light flowers could be at night.

About three quarters of an hour later, night fell. Without the sunlight, the light emitted by the street lamp flowers seemed brighter.

Even the words on the tombstone close to the ground can be seen clearly.

"Hey, this thing is more convenient than I thought. If it can only be planted here, I really want to plant a few in my house, so that I don't have to be attacked by toys thrown around by children when I get up at night."

Uchiha Huofeng's mind was full of the wonderful uses of the street lamp flowers. This was much more convenient than the candlelight that could easily set the house on fire by accident!

"Let's go."

After that, the Uchiha were about to disperse. At this time, Koichi, who had been whispered to by Kyojuro in the evening, coughed lightly and suddenly suggested,

"It's rare that we're all gathered together at night, how about we have another one?"

Yingji, Huofeng, Gong, and Liangji, some of the older Uchiha who usually get along well with Haoyi, became interested.

"Come on, what for?"

Hao Yi chuckled, "Ghost story contest, dare you? It's right here."

Huo Feng, who usually likes to tell ghost stories to scare people, became interested at that time, "Come! You must come!!!"

This kid Haoyi is usually quiet and you can’t tell!

Since someone agreed, the others couldn't bring themselves to say shameful things like they wanted to quit, so they joined reluctantly.

They sat in a circle on the open space where they usually worshipped, surrounded by the graves of their deceased relatives.

Some people who are worried are still trying to persuade themselves that they are all family members, and even if there are some unclear things, they would not harm their own people.

"Who comes first?"

"Let me go first," Yingji was the first to raise his hand.

“What I want to tell you is the story of the farmers in our neighborhood.”

"It is said that his grandparents fled here because of a severe drought. They were very poor, with no house or land. But they had a very good relationship, and his grandmother was very fertile. Although she miscarried her previous pregnancy due to the hardships of exile, she got pregnant again not long after settling down here."

"His grandfather was worried. He had no money. He couldn't even support two adults, so how could he afford to support another child? So every time his grandmother got pregnant, his grandfather would use various methods to make her miscarry accidentally. If the baby was not miscarried, his grandfather would throw it into the river and drown it after it was born."

"As time went by, their family's life gradually improved. They had a house and land, and they had some savings. At this time, his grandmother was pregnant again."

"His grandfather figured that the family could afford it now, so his father was born."

Gong was a little bored. "Yingji, tell me something interesting. In the past, it was normal for ordinary families' children to die. It wasn't scary."

Yingji rolled his eyes at him, "Shh! Here comes the point!"

"Children become closer as they are raised, and the same is true for parents. The more his grandfather raised the child, the more he thought his child was adorable. When his father was five months old, one night, his grandfather was holding the child in his arms to enjoy the cool air."

Yingji looked around. "It's about the same time now, and it's also a full moon. His grandfather said casually, 'The moon is really round tonight.'"

"At this moment, the baby in his arms suddenly spoke like an adult!"

"He said, 'Father, the moon was just as round the night you cruelly drowned me.'"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt a chill running down their backs.

This, this couldn’t be the child who was drowned before coming back for revenge.

"I'm done, what do you think?"

Yingji clapped his hands, pulling everyone out of the atmosphere of the story.

Huo Feng leaned on his knees in disgust, "It's not scary at all! This story is obviously made up to make those who have children raise them well, and you believe it."

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Hell Theater

Because many members of the Uchiha family have awakened recently, they simply started construction in the underworld.

Not to mention, the soil in the underworld is a bit interesting. You can knead it into any shape without it falling apart, so each of their residences is very different and unique.

Yicheng, who was bending over to do something, was about to move around when he saw a small ball of light floating not far above his head.

Not only that, there are also some near the heads of other people, and on the head of the sleeping ice sculpture over there.

He poked Zhang Ren, who had already built a house next to him and was trying to destroy his house.

"Zhang Ren, look up, what are these floating orange balls of light?"

Zhang Ren's intuition told him that this must be related to Kyojuro, otherwise could it be a new ninjutsu developed by the clan to connect to the underworld?

Those guys don't have that idea.

"I don't know," he jumped up on the spot and grabbed the small ball of light above his head.

"!!! Can this thing actually be caught?!"

"Let's give it a try. We're both dead anyway, and the dead can't die again."

Then, Zhang Ren stuffed the little light ball into his super cool lightning house.

Just right as a lamp!

perfect!