Betrayal Has a Terrible Start.

Not everyone maintains an optimistic attitude. The war belonging to Konoha is over. Although the victory on the battlefield has ushered in, those ninjas who died will sleep in the ground forever, becoming heroes protecting the village, and making a glorious sacrifice as a ninja .

The Konoha cemetery is built in a quiet place surrounded by woods and wild flowers. Although it is in a village, few people usually come to this place to express their gratitude.

Today is different, more people come.

The third generation of Naruto Sarutobi Hiruza, the root leader Shimura Danzo, the two advisors Mitomon Yan, Zenju Koharu, including Sannin, the patriarchs of the major families and elite ninjas, or young heroes like Yellow Flash...

Known or not, many people are here to carry out the memorial ceremony, wearing black clothes, praying for these heroes who died fighting for the peace of the village.

Everyone keeps silent and sad faces, either silent or complicated.

The ninjas sacrificed here may be people they know, or even acquaintances, friends, relatives, lovers... More likely, they are strangers they don't know.

The atmosphere is undoubtedly oppressive and heavy, making people breathless.

The sky was cloudy, but it wasn't raining, but the weather made it even more dreary.

"It's hard to stop the war, but too many ninjas have sacrificed for it. The third generation has to take the blame and resign. Someone proposed to let us Uchiha people be the fourth generation. Please patriarch..."

A Uchiha Jonin standing next to Uchiha Fugaku said in a low voice.

"Don't mention it again." Uchiha Fugaku interrupted him.

"But... we have sacrificed the most people in history for this war. The patriarch should understand that the death of the third Kazekage has nothing to do with us Uchiha."

"Even if this is the case, the position of the fourth generation will not fall on our Uchiha's head. If you understand, you should know what to say and what not to say. Just do your part." Uchiha Fu Yue shook his head, signaling that Uchiha Jonin to stop talking.

That Uchiha Kaminin sighed, and stood there with an unwilling face.

Until dusk, the crowd left in twos and threes, and this sacrificial ceremony also ushered in the end moment.

The dark clouds in the sky have not dissipated, and it is still gloomy and depressing.

Soon, few people were left in the cemetery.

Orochimaru was dressed in black and stood in front of the huge flame-shaped tombstone, with a smile on his face that he didn't know whether he was mocking himself or others:

"It's really boring. There is no point in lamenting the dead. If death is considered meaningful, then this meaning only exists during the period when it is used. Human life is too fragile. It is so fragile that it may be lost at any time due to accidents. and die."

Immediately, he set his sights on a boy who was walking towards him. The boy had handsome facial features, and he remembered that he followed Uchiha Fugaku before.

"Uchiha's kid?" Orochimaru laughed hoarsely.

"Yes. I'm Uchiha Itachi." The boy was not restrained, bowed respectfully to Dashemaru, and asked: "Just now you said that lamenting the dead is meaningless. So, in your opinion, what is life? ?”

From the looks of it, it's not as simple as just being curious.

"It doesn't make sense either." Orochimaru said bluntly.

Itachi glanced at Orochimaru with doubts in his eyes.

Orochimaru glanced at the tombstone in front of him, and said: "The meaning of life, only when life is eternal, has real value and meaning. Other than that, life has no meaning."

Before Itachi could speak again, Orochimaru turned around and stepped on the green lawn, walking towards the outside of the cemetery.

"this person……"

Looking at the back of Orochimaru leaving, Itachi felt a cold feeling in his heart for some reason.

This is a very dangerous person.

Although I don't know what this kind of coldness is, but in short, it feels that the other party doesn't feel like something that a human being should have.

No, maybe some kind of monster in human skin is more appropriate.

"No, although Oshemaru-senpai has his own set of ideas, I think life is actually meaningful."

While Itachi was thinking, such words came from his ears again, interrupting his contemplation.

Itachi was slightly taken aback, completely unaware of the other party's breath, and suddenly looked towards the source of the sound.

A boy with silver-gray hair wearing black clothes and round-frame glasses squatted on the grass. He was a little older than him. He was squatting on the grass, fiddled with the only white flower on it, and looked intently and seriously. Looking at the white flower, he showed a gentle smile on his side face.

(PS: I wonder if I should give it a surname, such as Nanguiyuan... Nanguiyuan... Nanguiyuan or something.)

Chapter 2 Fourth Hokage

"Life... has meaning?"

Itachi looked at the boy who was not a few years older than himself, and subconsciously spoke.

"Of course, everyone has only one life, and if you lose it, it will disappear forever." The silver-gray boy smiled.

"Is that so..."

"Well, just like this flower, it grows under the tombstone, and it must bloom tenaciously. Even a fragile flower in the eyes of humans wants to survive tenaciously and understands the preciousness of life. So in my opinion Come on, life has meaning."

The silver-grey haired boy looked at the white flower, most of its rhizome was suppressed by the stones of the tombstone. One could imagine how alive it was to grow out of such a difficult environment and poke its head out from the gap between the grass and the tombstone. tenacious.

"Yes, life is meaningful." Itachi also laughed, looking at the tenacious white flower, smiling happily.

"My name is Dou, how about you?"

"Itachi, Uchiha Itachi."

"In Itachi-kun's opinion, what is the most important thing in life?" Dou felt that the boy who was younger than him in front of him was not simple, and showed a gentle smile.

"The... most important thing in life?"