Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Seven Juvenile Pillars
"What? The Senju House clan leader is dead?" I was also very surprised when I got the news, but after thinking about it, I was relieved. If I hadn't sold it, according to the original trajectory, Senju House should have kept Senju House.
Senju Yama died in the siege of the Uchiha clan. My appearance allowed Senju Yama to live for a while, but he did not escape the fate of death in the end, so he did not change history.
"There is God's will in the dark." I sighed, walked out of the house, and prepared to walk around the settlement of the Thousand Hands Clan.
The Senju Clan and the Uchiha Clan are often at war, so clan members often die in battle, which leaves a lot of houses vacant, so the Senju Buddha Room arranged a house for me, but I don’t know why, but it was arranged for me.
This house is in a very remote place from the center of the settlement. Although it is large, there are almost no residents around it and it is surrounded by dozens of empty houses.
After all, the Senju clan is a big family with a lot of money. Almost every house here is as big as the old Hatake house of the Kakashi family, but many of them are empty and closed, and the wooden houses sway in the wind.
Noisy, I guess this place would look very eerie in the middle of the night.
"It's really a good place to shoot a horror movie." I sighed as I looked at the empty houses all the way, and imagined myself walking on a deserted road in the middle of the night, passing by rows of houses that I didn't know what was inside.
Empty house, returning home to darkness. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but shudder.
"Really, what kind of strength do I have now? Even if there is a ghost, I can beat him to death." I secretly laughed, looked up, and finally came to a crowded place.
Thousand-armed Buddha has informed the whole clan about the death of the old clan leader, as well as my identity, so I didn’t attract much attention while walking in the settlement. They just heard that I was a wandering ninja and very powerful.
Children and curious Thousand Hands people kept asking me about the outside world. I couldn't save face, so I had to combine my own experience and what I saw and heard into some anecdotes.
Satisfy their curiosity.
"Then let me tell you about my experience. Have you ever heard of a giant beast called Chiki?" I found a step and sat down.
As soon as someone told a story, men, women, and children who had no work to do immediately gathered around, and some even started eating melon seeds.
"I've never heard of it. Is this some kind of psychic beast? Or is it a tailed beast?" Everyone shook their heads.
"No, Chiki is a giant beast in Chinese mainland legends. Legend has it that it is the son of a dragon, with the head of a dragon and the body of a whale. It is huge." I began to recall, "I had always thought that this was the beast.
It was a monster that only existed in legends, until my companions and I went to sea..."
As I talked, familiar scenes seemed to appear in front of my eyes, just like showing a movie, with scene after scene, mottled light and shadow passing before my eyes.
…………
"Finally, by flipping the boat, I reversed the space and returned to the world."
I added some details to my experience, edited it, deleted some information that could easily reveal my identity, and then told it. The Thousand Hands clan during the Warring States Period had never heard of such a thrilling story.
One by one, they listened with great rapture.
When I finished telling the story, everyone was still unfinished. Many young women looked at me with admiration, and children even looked at me with admiration.
"Wow! Brother Kurama, you are so awesome! Can you teach me ninjutsu? I overheard my father saying that you know how to use wood escape! Can you teach me?" A child who looked only four or five years old pulled him.
My hands were jumping up and down as I spoke.
"Who is your father?" Not many people know that I can use Mudun. Could it be that... I lowered my head and looked at the child in front of me. Suddenly, an idea flashed, "Could it be... Could it be that you are?"
"My father's name is Senju Buddhama. I am the eldest brother in the family. My name is Senju Hashirama. I will be the most powerful ninja of the Senju clan in the future! I will also be the most powerful ninja in the ninja world!" The child said quite enthusiastically.
He proudly raised his chest and raised his head and spoke proudly.
I didn't expect that the inconspicuous child in front of me would turn out to be the future ninja god. Although I was somewhat mentally prepared, I was still surprised.
"Xiao Hashirama, you haven't even raised your sword yet? You just want to be a ninja, haha..." Several older children around laughed at them, "You even brag that you can be the most powerful ninja in the ninja world and you are not afraid of being beaten.
Laughing your ass off.”
"You!" Hashirama stomped his feet angrily, "One day, I will become a ninja like Brother Kurama, just wait!"
"Xiao Hashirama, it's good to have dreams, but they must be realistic. Even Lord Buddha and even the old clan leader don't dare to say that the ninja world is the strongest." A handsome-looking young tribesman said,
"Although I don't know what kind of strength Brother Kurojian is, judging from what he said, he must be very strong to be able to fight against the son of the dragon. He is not inferior to the old patriarch and Lord Fojian. You are still young, so you are far behind."
After saying that, he shook his head secretly, not knowing whether it was a denial of Hashirama or a sigh of relief for his lack of strength.
"One day, I will prove it to you!" Hashirama turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, he accidentally tripped over a stone and fell forward.
"Oops!" Hashirama fell to the ground and bruised his arm. I quickly stepped forward to help him up and used medical ninjutsu to treat it.
"Hashirama, I believe in you. In the future, you will surpass me, surpass everyone, and become the strongest ninja, the god of ninjas!" I smiled and touched the head of young Hashirama, "But now, you
There’s still a long way to go.”
"I understand, Brother Kurama, I will work hard." Hashirama nodded in understanding, "Brother Kuroma, you must also work hard, don't be easily surpassed by me."
"You, you, let me take you home." I scratched Hashirama's nose, and then picked him up.
"It seems that you get along well with the clan members. Everyone admires you." A magnetic voice came from behind me. (To be continued)