Long Live The Hokage - Chapter 382

[Chapter 91]

Konoha, January 1, 1955, in the early morning, in the cemetery of the country of the vortex.

Masahiko sat next to his tomb, watching a group of people from the Uzumaki clan come and go, worshipping the deceased ancestors.

Every year on the morning of January 1st, the country of the vortex will hold a large-scale ancestor worship activity. This is the first time Masahiko has participated, because he really has no ancestors to sacrifice…

Among the vortex people buried in this cemetery, the oldest That is, Jing Tong’s grandfather – Uzumaki Zhenghong.

He is the same generation as Masahiko, and everyone else is Masahiko’s younger generation.

Therefore, Masahiko can only worship his eldest nephew and three disciples here… oh, and himself.

“Old Ancestor Uzumaki Masahiko, bless me in the next year, everything goes smoothly and everything I want will come true.” Masahiko half-knelt in front of his tomb.

“Grandpa, what are you doing?” Kushina’s angry voice came from behind him.

Masahiko turned his head and said, “Aren’t you coming to worship? Very spiritual.”

“Then I might as well worship you directly. What’s the use of worshipping an empty tomb.” Kushina was helpless.

“Sincere is the spirit.” Masahiko smiled and stood up.

Looking up at Minato, who was guiding Naruto to worship Nanako, and then looking at Nagato and Konan in front of Yizi’s tomb, Masahiko’s eyes finally settled on three innocent-looking children in front of Jingtong’s tomb – Junmalu, Shiro, Shepherd.

Jing Tong, a single dog, was unloved, and Dai and Kai, who had a good relationship, were still in Konoha. Masahiko forcibly shoved all the children he picked up to him, and also gave the three children the identity of the whirlpool family.

“I’m taking a grandson on my behalf?” Masahiko shook his head and laughed, “Never mind, Jing Tong won’t worry about no one to worship in the future. Where can I find such a good teacher?” As

time passed, the worship activities gradually ended. , everyone came to Masahiko.

Masahiko’s eyes swept over everyone and smiled: “Long-lost reunion. Let’s go, go to Yile Ramen to help Sarah prepare the reunion dinner.”

…

At the same time, at the entrance of Konoha Village.

Thousands of hands and Uchiha each have a small team to leave Konoha in a hurry.

The ninjas in these two teams are the real high-level elites of the two tribes.

The Qianshou clan was led by Rope Shu, with Daoshan and Itachi beside him, and three elites from the Qianshou clan behind him.

The Uchiha family’s camp is even stronger.

Mirror personally led the team, followed by Fuyue and Fuyue’s eldest son, and also brought Obito, Shisui, and two old Uchiwa.

The two teams walked out of Konoha almost at the same time, and went all the way to the west. Those who didn’t know they thought they were looking for a place to duel.

However, it’s not. The duel of the New Year’s Day, the two families also need to worship their ancestors…

Since the establishment of Konoha, the dead and old clansmen of Qianshou and Uchiha are basically buried in the hero’s tomb of Konoha. The tombs of those ancestors during the Warring States Period were left in the ancestral land of the two tribes, and there was no way to migrate to Konoha.

At this time of year, the patriarchs of both clans need to lead a team to worship.

Of course, because of the age, the number of people in the worship team does not need to be too large, just bring a small number of elites from the clan.

Two kilometers west of Konoha Village, Qianshou’s team turned to the north, and Uchiha’s team turned to the south, each heading towards the ancestral land of their own clan.

As the distance between the two clan teams widened, Obito also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn’t stand the heavy atmosphere.

Looking up at Uchiha Kyo, the patriarch who led the way, Obito approached Zhishui with a curious expression on his face: “Little brother, what did the ancestral land of our Uchiha clan look like?

” Orphan, Obito was fortunate enough to join this team for the first time.

“Except for the graves of our ancestors, there is nothing else.” Zhi Shui replied in a low voice.

“That’s it.” Obito showed disappointment.

“Uchiha Obito, remember to be more serious when worshipping our ancestors!” A senior Uchiha reminded in the team.

Obito showed a little helplessness, and the old stubborn in the clan couldn’t get through with him… But he quickly adjusted his face and became solemn: “Got it!” A

few minutes later, the group came to the ancestral land of Uchiha, but the mirror stopped abruptly. Footsteps, frowning and looking around.

The two elders of the Uchiha clan also frowned and stepped forward: “Patriarch…”

“Well, I know.”

Jing nodded and interrupted, and he naturally found that the two clansmen guarding the ancestral land were gone.

Those two people knew that he would lead a team to worship their ancestors here today, but they haven’t appeared in front of everyone yet, indicating that the ancestral land may have changed.

“Obito, use your space ninjutsu to investigate first… eh?” Mirror said halfway.

A person slowly walked out of Uchiha’s ancestral land: “I waited all morning, and finally came? Now Uchiha’s little ghosts are not so active even in worshiping their ancestors.” The

two Uchiha elders were slightly taken aback. With a

look of horror: “Patriarch, he is…” Obito looked

confused, and looked at Zhishui, “Who is it?”

Fuyue turned slightly and put his eldest son behind him: “If we fight in a while, quickly return. Konoha asks for help.” The

mirror’s face was solemn: “It’s been a long time, Madara Uchiha…sir.”

Madara was startled, frowned and looked at the mirror: “Is it the Uchiha mirror kid from the Izumiya family? You are too old to look good. Ah.”

“You haven’t changed a bit, this should be Tobirama-sensei’s forbidden technique – Reincarnation of the Earth, who is the caster?” The mirror took two steps forward, blocking everyone behind him.

Madara took off the Uchiha fan behind him and propped it on the ground: “Don’t be so nervous. I’m here just to pay homage to my ancestors, and take a look at the little devils of the Uchiha clan now.”

Uchiha Mirror closed her eyes slightly: ” Isn’t the caster here? It’s on Senju’s side.”

“Smart kid.” Madara looked calm and didn’t deny it.

After the two talked these few words, Obito and Zhishui gradually understood the identity of the person in front of them.

“Ancestor worship, ancestor worship, this is a manifestation of ancestor worship.” Obito whispered.

“Oh?” Madara’s eyes fell on Obito, and for some reason, the more he looked, the more unhappy he became: “The breath of the old guy…”

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“Have you started?” Madara looked calm.

“Patriarch, what should we do?” An old Uchiha said.

Jing took a deep breath: “The disputes with Qianshou are all internal fights. When we encounter foreign enemies, we have to advance and retreat together. Prepare to start!”

Madara showed a slightly surprised look: “You said, I am… a foreign enemy?” Jing

Mian Se nodded solemnly: “Since the day you betrayed Konoha, you are a foreign enemy!”

Madara looked at the Uchiha people who were ‘the same enemy’ and laughed.

The Susa coat slowly rose on his body: “The current Uchiha has actually become this docile appearance…”

Jing shook his head and said in a loud voice: “It’s not docile, but yearning for peace and stability, stop the water, and start !”

Zhishui’s kaleidoscope of eyes spun wildly, facing the eyes of the visual spots: “Don’t be gods!”