Konoha: Prepare to defect, the system is coming

Sacrifice day is one of the important festivals in Sunagakure Village.

On this day, villagers will spontaneously change into black clothes with a heavy expression. Even if they see acquaintances, they will not smile as usual, but will nod to each other as a greeting.

Wait until the sun is about to set.

After the villagers have dinner at home, they carry the paper money they bought in advance and go to the cemetery on the edge of the village.

Looking down from a high altitude, the entire street is filled with villagers wearing black clothes and holding paper money in their hands.

The shops on both sides of the street also put away their ostentatious colorful signs today.

"Every year at this time, there are always rumors in the village that the cemetery is haunted. I have heard about it since I was a child, but I have never seen a ghost."

"Yes, the old man guarding the cemetery used to be the last person to believe such rumors, but I heard that he was frightened by something terrifying last night and was hospitalized. He is still in a coma."

"The last thing the old man wants to see is what we want to see the most."

"I haven't seen my father in my dreams for a long time. After all these years, if I hadn't suddenly seen the photo yesterday, I would have almost forgotten what he looked like."

At this point, Ninja School teacher Ozeki suddenly stopped.

He stood on tiptoes and glanced blankly at the crowd around him. Seeing the heavy expressions on the villagers' faces, Ozeki's vision froze, and the figure of his father suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Father, why do we worship this every year?"

"Ozeki, because we have our own things to be busy with all year round. It is easy for us to forget our deceased relatives as time goes by. But on the day of worship, we have a full day to miss them."

"Father, do we not remember our relatives?"

"Ozeki, of course we will not forget our relatives, but those relatives who have passed away want us to forget and want us to live our lives well, so they will use special ninjutsu on us after death."

"Huh? What ninjutsu?"

"The art of reappearance of loved ones!!

As long as you silently recite the names of your loved ones three times on the day of the sacrifice, they will appear in front of you. However, this ninjutsu has a side effect, that is, it will make you not think of your loved ones easily on weekdays. "

The figure of his father's past appeared in front of his eyes. Ozeki glanced at the "Twelve Strongest Ninjas" on his shoulders and murmured.

"I seem to have been hit by the family reappearance technique!!"

"Ozeki?"

A surprised voice instantly brought Oguan's flying thoughts back to reality. He looked at the young man who appeared in front of him, slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile, saying.

"You're here too!"

"Um!"

Asuka shook the paper man on his shoulder, his expression also a little heavy.

No one said that one cannot worship Konoha's relatives in Sunagakure.

Later, the two of them walked side by side and followed the flow of people to the cemetery located on the edge of Sunagakure Village.

A solemn atmosphere floated over the cemetery.

Asuka looked around, then found an open space, unpacked the paper figures, and stacked them neatly together.

Snap!

Then, he took out a lighter and lit the paper figure at the bottom.

The flame burned very quickly and reached high into the sky in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, countless flames rose around him, illuminating the cemetery as if it were evening.

"Can this really succeed?" Just as Feiniao was distracted, a very familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

He turned his head slightly, glanced at Uzumaki Zetsu who had come over at some point, and affirmed, "For sure, when these people return home and start to miss their loved ones, we will launch the plan."

Uzumaki Zetsu nodded subconsciously and began to secretly observe the villagers who came to worship.

The next second.

A frightened voice suddenly came from among the people who were worshiping.

"Why is there so many holes in my father's grave?"

"Don't be surprised. Did a mouse dig it?"

“Whose rat can dig a hole as thick as a thigh?”

"That's the rabbit"

Hearing the chatter from the crowd, Ozeki, who was burning paper for his father, suddenly froze for a moment and subconsciously looked at his father's grave.

In mint condition, no rabbit holes, more eh?

Just when he was a little glad that he didn't find the rabbit hole, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that the soil on his father's grave seemed to be a little loose, as if there was something inside that wanted to come out, but didn't.

After seeing this scene, I was very concerned. I quickly ran to the grave and patted it with my hands. "This damn rabbit actually fell in love with my father's grave."

Although he said so, he waited for Ozeki to return home with a worried expression on his face.

Combined with the rumors that the old man guarding the tomb encountered a ghost yesterday, he couldn't help turning around, looking through the window at the dark night sky outside, and murmured to himself, "What the old man least wants to see, is what we want to see most."

"Father."

As his father's figure emerged in his mind, Ozeki sat down on the sofa, buried his head in his knees, and said painfully, "How can there be any way to reappear relatives?

How can there be such a good thing as saying the names of relatives silently three times on the day of sacrifice, and they will appear in front of you?

Those are just my father's tricks to coax people."

He then raised his head and looked at the photo of father and son on the wall.

The father in the photo put his hands on his shoulders and smiled so kindly, but as a child, he had his mouth pouted for some reason, as if he was having a tantrum because of something.

"Oh, the art of reappearing relatives?" Thinking of the art that his father gave him, Ozeki began to form seals with his hands and laughed at himself, "Ninjutsu is fake, but I really want to see you, Omori. Omori Omori."

After reading his father's name three times, he looked around the living room, finally closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, and the memories that had been buried in his mind emerged.

Boom, boom, boom! !

A sudden knock on the door instantly interrupted Ozeki's beautiful memories.

He glanced at the clock on the wall and found that the time was already past 12 o'clock. Then he turned to look at the deserted street outside, his eyelids twitching.

"Who is this? Don't you want to sleep at night?" After Daguan was confused for a while, he stood up and walked to the door of the room. While gently turning the door handle with his right hand, he shouted outside, "Is there something you can't talk about during the day? ? It’s already past twelve o’clock, don’t let anyone."

Before he finished speaking, Oguan suddenly took a big step back, staring at the door with frightened eyes, and his voice became much shriller due to shock.

"Dad?? Your and my father??"

"I'm not your father, are you my father?" A hoarse voice suddenly came from the door, and then, a short middle-aged man wearing a Sunagakure forehead protector walked in.

He looked around the room first and nodded with satisfaction.

Then, the middle-aged man glanced at the shoe cabinet again, frowned suddenly, and said with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice, "Oh, your face is as wrinkled as dad, why are you still single?"

Oguan was stunned for a moment and said a little ashamed.

"There's a reason for that."

"If there is a reason, it is also your own reason!" The middle-aged man looked at his son up and down and sneered, "If you don't get married, the women raising children will no longer look down on you. I don't know at all."

"That dad"

"Don't call me dad. You are my dad. You are my living dad. I am your dead dad."

"Dad, how did you survive?"

The middle-aged man looked up and down at his son who was unable to reason and was not strong enough but dared to talk back, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Then, he turned around again, looked at the clear night sky outside, and sneered, "I originally thought that the enemy resurrected dad and was going to cause trouble in the village, but now that I look at it, I should be angry with you.

Ozeki, get out of here while I still have sense.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself for a while and beat you to death. "

"Making trouble??"

Hearing this rather niche term, Ozeki couldn't help but feel confused on his face.

However, when he saw his father with his hands behind his back, looking like he wanted to share the village's worries, his tense heart suddenly relaxed a little, and his tone became more relaxed.

"Dad, I'm not in a hurry to report your matter to the village now."

The middle-aged man turned around suddenly, pointed at his son tremblingly, and said angrily, "Your father is afraid that he will lose his mind and kill you. Hurry up and report this matter while I can still control my body." To the village.”

"Dad, I seem to remember that you are a genin."

"What's wrong with the genin? Are the genin no better than you, an idiot who can't get a wife?"

"father"

While speaking, Ozeki picked up the forehead protector from the sofa and put it on his head, turned to look at the middle-aged man at the door, and said with a proud face, "A little genin is not worth mentioning.

Have you seen this outfit? Only chunin can wear it."

The middle-aged man looked at Ozeki's unique chuunin combat uniform, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. Then he suddenly thought of something, took off his shoes, threw them towards the opponent, and said angrily.

"You're already a chuunin, but you still haven't found a wife?? What are you so proud of?? Idiot thing."

at the same time.

The northeast corner of Sunagakure Village.

Boom, boom, boom! !

The crisp knocking sound spread far, far away at night.

The lights in the room that had been turned off suddenly turned on at the moment when the knock on the door rang, and then there was the sound of people getting dressed inside the room.

"Chiyo-nee!"

The next second.

An old voice came from the room, "The person outside the door is not a living person, you have to be careful."

"Got it!" Chiyo waved her hand behind her impatiently. Then she suppressed her inner excitement and looked at the door with complex eyes, "Is Senju Tobirama's ninjutsu spread out?"

While talking, Chiyo pushed open the door, and when he saw a man and a woman standing outside the door, his body began to tremble.

"elder sister!"

At this time, Ebizo, who was a little worried about his sister's safety, also opened the door and walked out.

He noticed the couple standing at the door, then glanced at the peaceful village, his eyes flashing red, "Sister, do you want to step on this conspiracy?"

"Mother!" The couple standing at the door came to their senses at this time. When they saw their mother appear, they understood what the enemy was thinking, and their tone suddenly became anxious.

"This is the enemy's conspiracy. He wants to use us to delay you."

Chiyo subconsciously clenched her fists, and then unclenched them. After repeating this several times, she suddenly waved to her brother behind her and said calmly, "It doesn't matter, I've failed this conspiracy.

Anyway, we have reached the age of retirement, and Luo Sha also dislikes us old and annoying people.

Take this opportunity to chat with the children.

Presumably the masterminds behind the scenes will not easily take away their consciousness when they see us being held back. "

Hearing this, Ebizo couldn't help but fall into silence.

He suddenly recalled the scene when his sister made her son and daughter-in-law into puppets.

At that time, my sister was talking to the puppet every day, but the puppet didn't respond at all, and couldn't even move her fingers.

And in front of me

Ebizo raised his head, looked at the two living couple in front of him, and said softly, "Sister, if there is trouble that cannot be solved in the village, please put the overall situation first."

at this time.

The silent Sunagakure Village was completely boiling.

Regardless of whether it was the east of the village or the west of the village, the south of the village or the north of the village, the same voice came out from all of them.

"Damn it, why are you resurrected?"

Seeing the lights gradually turning on in every house, Feiniao suddenly picked his ears, looked at Ah Fei curiously, and asked, "A Fei, how many people have you reincarnated in this dirty land??

You use so many brothers as consumables, do you have no objection to Mr. Madara’s will? "

Uzumaki Zetsu put his hands behind his back. He listened to the shocked, frightened, or happy voices around him, and said with a rather confident expression, "It doesn't matter. I have already arranged manpower to bring those brothers back as soon as the plan is completed." , there will be no surprises.”

Although the floating technique cannot lead humans to dive underground, it can lead Bai Zetsu.

After all, Bai is by no means a human being! !

"That's good!" Asuka nodded, then bit his finger, quickly made a few marks with his hands, and slammed them on the ground. The chakra in his body was like a flood of water that had opened a dam, rushing to his arms crazily.

Psychic art! !

boom! !

A two-meter-high white smoke seemed to appear out of thin air, instantly filling the air in front of Asuka and the others, blocking their sight.

And when the white smoke was blown away by the wind, a palm-sized tea cauldron was lying alone on the ground, looking extremely small and funny.

soon!

Limbs suddenly grew around the teapot, and a very round head sprouted from the lid.

"Go, destroy the sand and hide it, help us attract attention!" Asuka kicked the gadget with his foot, then pointed at the towering Wind Shadow Building not far away and ordered.

Uzumaki Zetsu:? ? ?

It looked at the palm-sized tea cauldron in front of it in astonishment, and then looked at the towering Kazekage Building. Its eyes jumped back and forth between the two, and finally fixed its eyes on Uchiha Asuka. The corner of its mouth twitched a few times, but Not a word could come out.

I'm afraid it would take a long time to kick this little thing on a piece of glass, right?