In the dimly lit secret cave, an old figure sits on a broad stone pedestal, next to a rustic but sharp-looking scythe.

At this time, his eyes were on the person who came in, no, strictly speaking, he looked at the little ghost who was carried by the person who came, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

After looking at it for a while, the old man once again stared at the 'thing' he had created with his only remaining eye, although he did not open his mouth from beginning to end, but the eye that clearly reflected the three magatama seemed to exert an infinite oppressive force!

The person who came was taken aback, and hurriedly explained loudly in a very babbling voice: "The guys who accidentally broke into this neighborhood have all been disposed of by me, but this kid seems to be a little special, and you have told you to pay attention to some 'seeds' with special talents in the near future, so I brought him back." ”

The old man listened to the explanation of the white guy in front of him, and then he withdrew his serious gaze, and the sense of oppression in the air suddenly dissipated, and it turned back to the image of a candle in the wind that seemed to be dying at any time.

"Who are the people here, and have you cleaned your tails?"

As the old man slowly spoke, the guy who was dressed in white hurriedly said: "It's the ninja of the country of Iwano, it seems that they are encircling and suppressing the nearby villages, and the recent battle situation has begun to become more and more favorable to Konoha, and this time I don't know what bad ideas the people of Iwano Country have come up with to deal with Konoha again..."

"Getting to the point."

After hearing the name Konoha, the old man directly interrupted the other party's chatter.

The guy who was dressed in white immediately became a spirit, and then hurriedly picked out the important one and said: "There are some people who escaped from the nearby village who happened to be driven into this neighborhood by the pursuers, it should be a coincidence, not that they found something." ”

The old man nodded after hearing this, and didn't ask how this guy dealt with it after killing everyone, if he couldn't even do this little thing, it would mean that the other party had no use value.

"What's the matter with this little ghost?"

As soon as he mentioned the child in his hand, the white guy immediately regained his instinct to jump out, and said very exaggerated and excitedly: "I have already killed everyone, including the ninjas of Iwanokuni and the villagers who were hunted down, and of course this child, but when I was dealing with the battlefield, I suddenly found that this child was not dead, but came back to life!" ”

"Then out of curiosity, I examined it again, but found nothing that had caused his fatal wound to disappear and survive. I thought Madara-sama might be a little interested in this little ghost, so I brought it back. ”

After Bai Jue finished speaking, a trace of interest appeared in the eyes of the old man known as Madara-sama.

As for Bai Jue's killing of all the two sides that broke into his territory, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it, this was what he ordered.

Under normal circumstances, this child should not have survived, and Bai Jue would definitely not go against his will or deceive him.

Then in other words, everything that Bai Jue said is true.

Bai Jue killed the child with his own hands, but when he was cleaning up the battlefield, he found that the child had survived and that even the fatal wounds were gone, so he brought him back.

Interesting...

A slightly terrifying smile appeared on Madara's face, and then he raised his hand and motioned for Bai Jue to bring the child over, and he wanted to check it out.

If there is no suitable candidate on the day when his deadline is approaching, perhaps the child in front of him can give him another option.

It's just that the person who inherited his name is not a member of the Uchiha clan, which is a bit too regrettable.

So let's wait...

Madara's only remaining Sharingan (transplanted) seemed to penetrate the darkness, time, and space, and came to the bustling village.

"Pillars, I will prove to you that you have chosen the most wrong path."

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"Head... It hurts, here... Where? ”

In the dimness, a pair of eyes opened slowly, as if they were a little uncomfortable with such a dim environment, and it took more than a minute to barely be able to see the surrounding things clearly.

Then, before he could speak, memories that didn't belong to him began to emerge, and then merge...

It took him another few minutes to figure out what was going on in him.

"I really can't imagine that this rotten street crossing drama can still happen to me."

Through the memories of just a few years that had melted into his mind, he had probably guessed which world he had crossed over.

Village, Ninja, Five Kingdoms, Chakra, Ninjutsu...

Although his body is only 4 years old and he still comes from a small village, he still has some common-sense memories.

So after reading those memories, it was not difficult for him to deduce that the world he was currently in should be the Naruto world that was not low in danger!

As an ordinary post-90s generation who used to read novels and anime, he is still familiar with the three major migrant workers in the Sea of Death, and as for the Naruto that has ended, he naturally sees it from the beginning to the end.

What the?

You say the Hokage isn't finished?

EMMMMMM...

I'm sorry, Boruto fax can't stand it, it's just ruined, so forget it!

And he himself was originally so mediocre before he crossed over, not a king of soldiers, nor a great doctor, an agent, or an ordinary post-90s generation whose parents were divorced and had some quirks.

As for his last memories before he crossed over, it was not a cliché car accident, falling out of love, drinking to death, electrocution and other messes.

In fact, he was also speechless and unlucky, the days were only in 2020, and he hadn't had time for the Spring Festival, and he had been working normally for a few days, but he caught a cold inexplicably, and then he was sent to the hospital.

But before he could figure it out...

As soon as I opened my eyes again, I came here.

It's embarrassing...

It seems that the way of crossing is becoming more and more casual now, and you can cross it with a feeling, and you deserve these street writers to eat steamed buns and can't even afford mustard!

But fortunately, he doesn't have too much to worry about, the divorced parents have started their own families, and with new children, even without him, there will be someone to support them in their old age.

As for the emotional aspect, there is nothing to be reluctant about, because he was brought up by his grandmother since he was a child, and his grandmother was already ...

Girlfriend or something, a few years of savings plus more than 100,000 borrowed, and barely paid a down payment, but unfortunately only paid a month's mortgage, and I haven't had time to live.

After reviewing his life in a hurry, he suddenly felt an indescribable relief, maybe it would be good to change to a new way of life.

"From today onwards, I will live in your name, Sigong Qingyu."