The next day, after simply packing his luggage, Masahiko followed the Uzumaki leader to embark on the road to return to the tribe.

"Big nephew, are there any young geniuses in the clan in recent years? When I go back, I will find a few children to guide me." Masahiko asked on the way.

"Well, there are a few, I don't know much about it. Go back and gather children under the age of 12, and you can choose whatever you want..."

Masahiko rolled her eyes and gathered to pick up whatever she wanted. Where are she buying groceries?

"Just ask the young ninjas to recommend a few. You need to have good talent and no hard requirements in terms of strength, just have some basic requirements."

After saying this, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten something.

"Why has the witness point of the Twelve Guardians not arrived yet? Do you have to be officially established to give me the witness point?"

"I hope all ethnic groups will send people as soon as possible, and don't delay until next year... It means that the year doesn't matter."

After a whole day of travel, in the evening, Masahiko saw the whirlpool land that had been away for four years.

"Four years have passed, and the clan land has not changed yet." Masahiko said, not believing it anymore because there were many new buildings in the clan land.

"In recent years, I have not been able to leave the family, and the population has almost doubled, so there are more buildings." The head of the patriarch of the patriarch of Masahiko showed doubts and quickly explained.

Masahiko nodded to show her understanding.

After looking at the patriarch's thoughts, he said, "Okay, go and do it. I've been delayed for four or five days when I went to Daming Mansion this time. I guess I have accumulated a lot of things to deal with. I'm going back to my own home, and I'm still using you to lead the way?"

The leader of the Uzumaki bid farewell and turned and left.

Masahiko walked alone toward the home he hadn't returned to for four years. On the way, he nodded and told everyone that he had returned.

The family is even cleaner than he thought. It seems that the patriarch has arranged for people to clean up in recent years.

After a brief tidying up, Masahiko fell on the bed, feeling relaxed for a long time.

"Since I discovered the testimony point, I have been busy all the time over the years. Is it really worth it? I remember that there are too many things that can be witnessed in the original work. Is it really worth it to stick to the Thousand Hands in the past few years?"

Relaxed, Masahiko couldn't help but feel that she had been pursuing strength over the years and was trapped in a fanatical pursuit of strength.

"With my current strength, except for the two gods that will not be able to threaten my life in the Warring States Period."

"Then let it slow down and let it go. It's my testimony that is mine. As for the past few years, I'll be content with a few juniors in the clan and wait for Konoha to be established. Is it considered retirement?"

Masahiko relaxed and felt tired. She didn't even go to eat supper. She took off her clothes, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The next morning, Masahiko was awakened by the sound of the door opening and closing.

"What's the situation? The patriarch came to me early in the morning? This chakra is not right..."

Pushing the door, a girl with gray-black pupils, carrying a small bucket full of water and a few rags in her hand.

When the girl saw Masahiko, she was stunned for a moment, and then a bucket of water came towards Masahiko.

"abnormal!"

Masahiko was poured a bucket of water in a daze. She watched the girl rush out and smiled helplessly.

"You don't wear clothes when you sleep, you break in and blame me..."

Half an hour later.

The clan leader hall.

"Grandpa Masahiko, I don't know that you are back, you're rude!"

Masahiko looked at the girl opposite who bowed and apologized repeatedly, and was a little confused for a moment.

"Okay, Nanako, Uncle Masahiko won't blame you, go and do it." The patriarch saw that the scene was a little awkward, so he let out a rescue.

When the girl went out, Masahiko stared at the clan leader with a pair of dead fish eyes. What happened this morning made him confused.

"Nanako is an orphan." The patriarch explained lightly, "Her ninja talent is not very high. She has just become a Shinin at the age of 11, so I asked her to help clean up some houses, including yours."

"Orphan..." Masahiko sighed.

In the Warring States Period, there were actually not many real orphans. Wars continued, and many casualties were killed and injured. In order to maintain the vitality of the clan, everyone tacitly encouraged childbirth.

For example, Hashirama has three younger brothers and five Madara. In addition, their uncles and uncles and children, each family has a huge direct relative. Even if someone dies in battle, it is difficult for orphans to appear.

"Ninja is not talented, so I asked her to help clean it?" Masahiko was still a little confused. "Although there are not many orphans, there will always be some such a large vortex clan, and you take care of it like this?"

The patriarch smiled bitterly, "Her uncle is Muren... As for his parents, they died together shortly after she was born. Originally, she lived with her grandparents, but the old man passed away two years ago."

"Mu Ren also died in battle for the clan. I don't want his clan to be completely cut off, so I'll be considered adopting her."

Masahiko nodded, and this was the reason why the matter was completely understood.

"I understand, but as your second daughter, this girl is pretty stingy. When she sees me, she pours a bucket of water... Mito is not like this."

The patriarch smiled bitterly, "I have such a natural personality, so I want to teach her to be gentle, but..."

Masahiko shook her head, "This is great. As an orphan, I can better protect myself."

"Don't forget, when you are free, let the clan's clan recommend a few children with better talent and send them to me..." After a pause, he remembered Muren and added, "Nanako just now is also one."

The patriarch showed joy, "Then please!"

Masahiko walked out the door, waved her hand and said, "I was woken up by a bucket of cold water early in the morning. I have to go back and take some rest..."

When I returned home swayingly, I found that the bed sheets that were soaked in the morning had been washed and hung up. The bed was a cute sheet.

"..." Masahiko was speechless for a moment.

The scene was like reappearing. Nanako, with gray-black pupils, walked in with a small bucket and a few rags.

Masahiko subconsciously wanted to dodge, but when she saw Nanako quickly put down her things and bowed again to apologize.

"Okay, I apologize to the patriarch, I forgive you. By the way, are you?" Masahiko waved her hand and asked in confusion.

"Grandpa Masahiko, I'm here to clean the house for you." Nanako picked up the cleaning tool.

"Okay, I'm back. I'll handle the house myself. I just came out of the clan leader, and the clan leader seemed to be looking for you." Masahiko replied.

"Ah... I get it." He turned around and ran out.

Masahiko looked at the cute sheets on the bed, then looked at the cleaning tools that Nanako fell here, completely losing the mood to make up for another sleep.

"Oh, stop sleeping, eat something, and clean it up thoroughly."
Chapter completed!