Naruto entry

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Shennong's pupils contracted as he warily looked at the people around him.

His whites turned pitch black, and his pupils were incredibly crimson, like a ghoul from mythology.

"Long time no see, Shennong."

Orochimaru smiled.

"Orochimaru?"

Shennong recognized Orochimaru, but he still remained vigilant.

"I remember there's a way to control the consciousness of an Edo Tensei user, isn't there?"

Obito asked.

"Of course, as long as the corresponding talisman is placed in it, it can become an obedient pawn. The drawback is that it is not as powerful as the original pawn."

Orochimaru took out a kunai with a purple talisman hanging from the back.

"No... there's no need to control him."

After thinking for a while, Obito told Orochimaru to put down the talisman.

He also needs Shennong to collect "dark chakra" and doesn't have the extra energy to monitor it at all times.

"I'm dead, so what do you want?"

The conversation between Obito and Orochimaru also reached Shennong's ears.

His face grew increasingly gloomy.

"In a sense, we can be seen as an alliance to seek revenge against Uchiha Kiyoshi."

Hiruko smiled humorously.

Anti-Qing alliance?

Haha, you could say that everyone in this organization has a grudge against Uchiha Kiyoshi.

Sometimes Hiruko had to admire Uchiha Kiyoshi for managing to make so many enemies.

"interesting."

When Shennong heard Qing Si's name, a flash of hatred crossed his eyes.

The enemy of my enemy is my ally.

Having been resurrected by some unknown means, Shennong was not in a hurry to foolishly resist.

They seemed to think that he could control himself at any time, and Shennong wanted to seize the opportunity to take control.

It is time to lie low for now.

……

The training ground of the Uchiha settlement is a small forest not far from their homes, a place Itachi liked to train in.

This small forest is planted with some nice fir trees.

A wooden target was hanging on one of those cedar trees.

The target was about the size of a human head, with two black circles drawn on it.

The weasel stood alone in the quiet forest.

With kunai held between his fingers, three in each hand—this was his training for the day.

"call……"

He closed his eyes and focused his mind, slowly exhaling from deep within his abdomen, guiding the flow of chakra through his meridians.

He slowly squatted down, then suddenly pushed off the ground.

His body, which had been suspended in mid-air, instantly flipped upside down, head down and feet up. His arms, which had been crossed over his chest, suddenly stretched out to the left and right.

Three beams of cold light shot out, attacking from three different directions.

The weasel landed lightly, and a crisp "crunch crunch" sound rang out all around.

Looking up, one can see that in the very center of each cedar tree's hanging target, a sharp kunai is firmly stuck.

"pretty."

The sudden sound behind him startled Itachi, who turned around breathlessly.

A black-haired boy stood there, his Konoha headband gleaming with a cold silver light, and he was clearly older than Itachi.

Although he did not know his name, Itachi vaguely remembered that this boy was also a member of the Uchiha clan.

"Whose child are you?"

the boy asked.

"My mother is Mikoto."

The weasel answered.

"Mikoto, a Jonin... No wonder."

As the boy spoke, he reached out his hand to Itachi.

"I am Uchiha Shisui."

"Itachi."

The name came out without hesitation.

Even he himself was somewhat surprised that he would so naturally tell the other party his name.

Shisui's overly familiar and friendly attitude left Itachi slightly confused.

Perhaps this confusion was written all over his face; Shisui shrugged and widened his eyes:

"I heard you're a peculiar child, not very talkative. I didn't expect you to be such a stubborn little fellow."

He looked at the weasel with great interest.

There are rumors in the clan that Itachi is Lord Seiji's child... If that's true, it makes sense that he started training at such a young age.

As the saying goes, "Like father, like son."

He was curious: if Itachi was indeed that person's child, would Itachi be different from the other members of the clan?

In Shisui's view, Kiyoshi was the first person to break through the "limits" of his abilities, after all, he became the first Hokage of the Uchiha clan.

Before this, the Uchiha clan longed to become Hokage, but no one had ever succeeded.

Even being targeted by successive Hokage, and the humiliation of having senior ninjas of the clan imprisoned.

"If there's nothing else, I..."

"Hey, don't rush off."

Before he could finish speaking, Shisui's smiling figure vanished!

Itachi's eyes sharpened, and he quickly followed the scent.

up in the air!

Just like the weasel from before, Shisui was suspended upside down in mid-air with his arms outstretched!

Eight beams of cold light tore through the air!

"Well!"

The weasel's pupils suddenly contracted.

"how?"

Zhi Shui landed steadily, a smile playing on his lips.

Next to the bullseye where the kunai that had previously held the weasel was now pierced, a new kunai was prominently displayed.

This is naturally the work of Zhi Shui.

“Actually, I have been observing you practicing here for quite some time now.”

Shisui slowly approached and extended his hand to Itachi again, "Be my friend."

He realized that Itachi was different from the other Uchiha.

Therefore, Shisui now believes about 70-80% of the claim that Itachi is Kiyoshi's illegitimate son.

Shisui wanted to observe Itachi to see if he could discern the thought process of that person.

According to the clan's ninjas, that person showed extraordinary talent from a young age.

Itachi was unaware of Shisui's thoughts.

The sound of still water echoed in his ears; the tone of still water was so natural that it seemed to have an invisible pull.

As if being pulled along, the eagle involuntarily extended its right hand.

A warm feeling enveloped his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Itachi."

Zhi Shui smiled brightly.

Itachi looked at him, a hint of surprise passing through his mind. He had actually accepted the advances of this ninja who liked to act familiar.

……

Hokage's office.

"Lord Kiyoshi, the rogue ninja Suiken from Takigakure has been found."

Suddenly, Uzuki Yugao appeared here, kneeling on one knee.

"Oh?"

Kiyoshi raised his eyes and looked at Uzuki Yugao.

"They brought them back to Konoha?"

"Yes, Might Guy, along with his son Might Guy, Genma Shiranui, and Ebisu, captured him and completed the mission."

"good."

Qingsi nodded in satisfaction.

His satisfaction has two levels.

The first layer is satisfaction with efficient work.

The arrest of Suien, a rogue ninja from Takigakure, was ordered by him personally. Suien, a Jonin, was no match for Might Guy and his group working together.

Suigan was the former master of the young leader of Takigakure, but he betrayed Takigakure and joined forces with Amegakure rogue ninja to invade the village and steal the "Hero's Water".

In the end, Suigan was killed by Sasuke and Naruto working together.

The hookah is essentially a favor, which will be beneficial to Qing Si's subsequent actions.

As for the second level of satisfaction...

That's Samui.

After Kiyoshi became Hokage, and the Raikage is still imprisoned in Konoha's prison, Satsuma and other Cloud Village ninjas have essentially surrendered to Kiyoshi.

There were some people in the sushi restaurant who were unwilling to serve the Hidden Cloud Village.

Kiyoshi didn't need to intervene; their superior, Samodo, had already taken these people to the Pure Land to seek refuge with the deceased Third Raikage and continue their loyalty.

Those who survived remained in the world to serve the Qing Dynasty.

Samui was right under the table at that moment.

She maintained the same kneeling posture as Uzuki Yugao, except that Uzuki Yugao knelt on one knee while she knelt on both knees.

The two women were separated only by a thin partition on a wooden table.

"I will set off for Takigaku Village the next day to keep an eye on the hookah."

"Yes, Hokage-sama."

"Itsuki Yugao said respectfully."

While kneeling on one knee, the black trousers were taut, outlining her rounded thighs and buttocks.