Chapter 977： funeral

"Kiba Cold Wind (

After sending them back, Naruto seemed to be angry at Sasuke's halfway release of the pigeons, so he complained to him.

Although Sasuke was in a bad manner, his pretentious manner made it impossible to see his guilty conscience.

"All said that the decisive battle continues, Naruto, you shouldn't worry about being surpassed by me, so..." Sasuke raised his head and looked down at Naruto, his eyes slightly contemptuous.

Naruto was so angry with him that the two of them were about to develop into a street fight. The cold wind interrupted them: "Okay, stop arguing. You two will go home and write a two-thousand-word summary of the battle. tomorrow morning……"

Tomorrow morning is the funeral of the three generations and the rest of the sacrifice ninja...

The cold wind hurriedly changed his words: "We will pay at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

The cold wind at this moment o(′^｀)o is as majestic as prison, and the demeanor of a generation of famous teachers is undoubtedly revealed!

"No way, Mr. Cold Wind?!" Naruto almost collapsed.

Two thousand words summary... Why do I write this after I graduated?

And it's still two thousand words!

When I was in school, I wrote a thousand at most.

"Isn't it a two-thousand-word summary? No problem, then I'll go first." After Sasuke Tsao Jiao responded, Naruto Dingkai arrogantly walked away.

As soon as Sasuke left, Naruto also left dejectedly.

It's finally clean.

The cold wind lay back on the warm bed, and suddenly remembered the story of Guan Erye warming up the wine and cutting Huaxiong, and suddenly felt that the distance between himself and the second master had been shortened a lot. In his wild thoughts, the cold wind fell asleep comfortably. A return to sleep.

After sleeping until noon, Terumi Mei also talked about the funeral tomorrow morning when the cold wind woke up for lunch.

"The village has posted notices everywhere. There should be many people going to send the third generation of Hokage tomorrow morning." Terumi Ming pulled up her hair, revealing her white neck and delicate collarbone, and ate his noodles with her head down slightly.

The cold wind glanced around, only to notice that his appetite greatly increased.

Moonlight Hoshino, who was sitting next to him, said with emotion: "Three generations have done so many things for the village, and this is what he deserves."

"Big brother, I heard that the body of the three generations was snatched by the Oshe Maru after the death, is this true?" Hayate asked.

"Your bones have grown well, you have to ask so many questions." Cold Wind didn't want to answer and rolled his eyes resisting.

Hayate mentioned this, and he was excited: "Brother, Tsunade-sama is truly the number one medical ninja in the ninja world. I feel that my bones are recovering very well. I will probably be able to perform recovery training in two months!"

Oh, why did I forget about this... Cold Wind waved his hand quickly: "Haifeng, all brothers, don't mention those forty million."

Hayate looked dumbfounded: "I didn't mention forty million..."

"What? You want to pay me back?"

Cold wind said with a constipation expression, "Everyone is brother, I am embarrassed by you."

"I didn't say I have to pay back..." He slapped the table sharply.

"Well, I was persuaded by you. You were right. My brothers have to settle accounts. When do you plan to pay it back?" Cold Wind looked at Haifeng expectantly.

Wind: (?д?;)

Moonlight Hoshino gave a dry cough and lowered his head to eat noodles.

Terumi Mei covered her mouth and snickered.

Xianglin held up the bowl with an embarrassed look and ran to the wooden corridor to speak loudly.

A pleasant day passed quickly.

The following morning, before dawn, the cold wind family got up early, put on black plain clothes and set off.

"It's raining." Coming to the outside of the mansion, the cold wind reached out to catch a few small drops of rain, and looked up, the gray sky seemed to be crying.

On the way to the cemetery, more and more people dressed in black plain clothes gathered, besides ninjas, there were also a large number of civilians!

Three generations reigned for decades, the longest reign of Hokage. After retiring to the second line, he still participated in the work as a consultant, almost devoted his whole life to the village, and the people in the village naturally think of him well.

When we arrived at the cemetery, Haofengmizumon, Kunsina, Eagle, Nara Kakuhisa, Yamanaka Uiichi, Akudo Dingza, Uchiha Tomitake, Kakashi, Asma, Yurihong, Iruka, and the door **** duo , Naruto, Sasuke, Zhuan Xiaochun, Mito Menyan and others are here.

Cold wind even saw a figure with white hair.

"It's Master Jiraiya!" Moonlight Hoshino whispered.

"Is that the toad immortal Jiraiya, one of the three ninjas in the legend?" Terumi Ming seemed to see Jiraiya for the first time, looking at him curiously.

"Don't, don't look at him!" The cold wind seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, and he quickly pulled her behind him.

"what happened?"

Terumi was a little puzzled, "Isn't it... Jiraiya doesn't recognize my identity?"

"More dangerous than this!" Cold Wind said solemnly.

As we all know, Jilaiya is an extremely **** old man. For his own sake, he can even do things like peeping at the female bathhouse. Do you think he is a man?

Hanfengsheng was afraid that Terumi Mei was too beautiful to attract Jiraiya's attention.

"Cold wind." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

"Senior Kay." Han Feng turned his head and looked at it. It turned out to be a green Kay. He was followed by Hyuga Ningji, Tian Tian and Xiao Li.

"Sorry." Kay was a little low.

When Akatsuki invaded Konoha, Kay took three students on a mission, and hurried back until he heard the news of the death of the third generation of Hokage.

Hanfeng understood what he meant, and said in a low voice, "No one knows that this will happen, Senior Kai, don't take it to your heart."

The two chatted a few more recent things. Not long after, a touch of Chenhui shone down from the extremely distant sky The funeral of the three generations and the rest of the sacrificed ninja began.

Earth, burial, speech, flower offering, silence...

Near noon, the funeral officially ended, and the people in the cemetery gradually dispersed.

After the cold wind dispelled the obstructive light bulb, she paced Terumi Ming in the light rain, feeling the gentleness and artistic conception of the rain.

There is a poem to say: listen to the wind and rain by the building, look at the rivers and lakes.

After the funeral, Hanfeng felt particularly profound about this poem.

"Master Cold Wind!" Suddenly a black shadow fell from the sky.

He even called me an adult... The cold wind glanced at Black Shadow and nodded slightly: I am optimistic about you, the young man who has vision and future!

"What's the matter?" Han Feng asked solemnly.

"Master Naruto, please." The ninja replied.

"I see." The cold wind waved his hand, and the ninja retreated quickly with interest.

"Then I will go home alone." Terumi Mei smiled.

The cold wind was worried, and flew to the mansion in an instant, holding her waist, saying: "Just got caught in the rain, let's get some hot water..."

Uh……

Jilaiya's grandson can't...

"Ah, when I come back, we will wash together." The words disappeared in the same place instantly.

In the Hokage office, Bo Feng Shuimen and Kakashi, who had changed their clean clothes, were chatting. Not long after, the cold wind that was too late to change clothes appeared wet.

"Cold Wind, what are you..." Bo Feng Shuimen didn't understand.

"Master Hokage, as soon as you hear that you have something to call me, I rushed to you, lest it might delay your business!" Hanfeng righteously said.

"..."

Haofeng Mizuno has been a Hokage for more than ten years, and there are still some flatters who can't bear the cold wind, and hurriedly changed the topic, saying: "Of the ninjas who came to participate in the funeral of three generations today, some people brought back the whereabouts of Tsunade-sama... "