Kyojuro, the life of a Hokage since the age of one - Chapter 123

#123: The god of death or the king of hell

The regret and loneliness that inadvertently revealed in Senju Hashirama’s tone made Anjuro a little confused.

Did something happen to Senju recently?

He carefully recalled the behavior of his clan members when he lived at the Senju family.

Nothing unusual. Uncle Fojian even got drunk once happily because of the establishment of the sailboat center.

Since nothing happened to the Senju family, is it a relationship issue?

When it comes to emotional issues, Anjuro inevitably thinks of Mito Uzumaki, who is Senju Hashirama’s former fiancée and now his cousin.

“Is Mito sister getting married?”

Senju Hashirama was stunned, “Huh? No, right? Did she say it?”

“Mito has just become the clan leader, so it is unlikely that she will get married at this time. It is very dangerous for a woman to have children. If something unexpected happens, even if the final result is that her strength will decline, her elder brother will take the opportunity to counterattack.”

Who else could have caused Hashirama’s cousin to be emotionally hurt other than Sister Mito?

Or is it just that Hashirama’s cousin has lost too much gambling during this time?

Anjuro was still thinking, after all, the things that could make the optimist Hashirama cousin worry would definitely not be a trivial matter!

I can’t figure out how flustered he is.

Senju Hashirama carved a psychic formation on the torii gates that had mostly faded in red. With a clap of his hands, those torii gates disappeared instantly.

After that, he directly let the new torii slowly grow out of the ground. Thanks to the skills he had honed over the years of delivering goods to the Uchiha family, the surface of the new torii was smooth. If you smell it carefully, it still has a light woody fragrance. The texture is beautiful. Very high-end wood color.

After that, it was the work of the Uzumaki tribe. Dozens of Uzumaki tribe members carrying red paint buckets took over the subsequent color changing and fixing work.

“Done!”

“What’s wrong?”

Anjuro was afraid of exposing his sadness, so he didn’t say anything and asked another question that he was very concerned about.

“Cousin, which god does the Uzumaki family worship?”

“grim Reaper.”

grim Reaper!

This was the first time he heard about the gods of death in this world.

Isn’t that equivalent to King Yama in the other world?

The souls of the dead are all under his control. He really came to the right place this time!

Granny Senhiro is right! Everything is the best arrangement!

…

On the day of the ceremony.

The saint chosen by the Uzumaki clan put on the mask that had been enshrined in the shrine and danced a complicated blessing dance.

Senju Hashirama whispered to Uchiha Madara, “This mask is really ugly.”

“They have a whole house with such ugly masks, and each one is uglier than the last.”

Anjuro asked, “Are they all masks related to the God of Death?”

“No, there is only one Death Mask, and the others in the Namen Hall should be imitations.”

Uchiha Madara mentioned another thing, “It is said that the Uzumaki clan has a forbidden sealing technique, which is accomplished with the help of this death mask.”

Uzumaki Mito nodded and added, “Madara, you even know this. The three tails told you. But I have never seen anyone use that technique, so I don’t know if it is true.”

“It’s ridiculous to trade your own soul and ask the God of Death to take away another person’s soul.”

“…Sacrifice one soul and take another soul away?”

Anjuro did the math and said, “Isn’t that the God of Death wins twice?”

“!!! That’s right!”

Mito Uzumaki slapped his hand, “Holy crap, this is a technique used by the God of Death to win! No matter what, he won’t lose, it’s so cunning!”

Amidst the discussion among several people, the dance also entered the last section. The saint slowly knelt down on the ground, and suddenly a gust of wind blew up.

“Ha, here we go again. I really don’t know why the shrine has to be built here. There is a strong wind every year and it’s freezing to death.”

Mito Uzumaki muttered, “Well, I’ll let you wear thicker clothes, right?”

But Anjuro couldn’t hear anything anymore. His eyes opened his Sharingan at some point, and he stared straight at the black figure that suddenly appeared in mid-air.

…The God of Death has appeared? !

I go out for a walk once a year to hear if there are any benefits. The God of Death is also a little confused.

Why does this child’s soul look a little strange?

The body looks like an Uchiha, but the core of the soul is actually wearing a white kimono instead of a ninja robe with magatama.

! ! ! ! Could this be the expert sent by the previous remote guidance boss! ?

So many years! He finally arrived! ! !

Fortunately, I didn’t give up~~~~

He floated in front of Xingjulang and asked, “Child, no, you, you are a visitor from another world.”

Xingjuro’s brain was spinning rapidly. Could he be the only one who could see the God of Death? The God of Death even insisted that he was from another world. Did Rinhuo’s mother and the God of Death here say hello in advance when he was reincarnated?

Worrying about the relatives around him, Xingjulang didn’t speak and just nodded silently.

“GOOD JOB! I knew the boss hadn’t given up on me!!! Come on, let me take you to see your working environment!”

Feeling that the temperature around him was getting lower and lower, Senju Hashirama wrapped his clothes tightly, “What’s going on? Has it been this cold in previous years?”

Ushiuki and Uchiha Madara, who had been paying attention to Anjuro, noticed something strange. Anjuro’s eyes kept looking at the open space, but they were not in a blank state. His eyes were clearly focused on a certain existence.

Moreover, this coldness seemed to come from there.

Kyojuro did not immediately accept the invitation of the god of death, but pulled Uchiha Madara, Senju Hashirama and Uzumaki Mito away from the ceremony.

After confirming that there was no one around, Kyojuro asked the god of death, “Why do you want me to go? Can I help you?”

The three of them looked stern. Who was Kyojuro talking to? !

Ushiki felt something was wrong. How could there be the breath of gods around here?

The god of death nodded frantically, “Of course you can, you are an expert, but there is a little problem with the reincarnation mechanism here. Although ordinary people can be reincarnated quickly, the souls of ninjas have been piled up in the underworld, which is a bit crowded.”

“Although many Uchiha family members have been reincarnated recently, other families are still piled up like ice sculptures.”

“…There is a problem with the reincarnation mechanism…”

Uchiha Madara’s reincarnation eye told him that there was a twisted energy body opposite Kyojuro, but the specific appearance could not be seen clearly. He was anxious,

“Kyojuro! Who are you talking to!”

“Uncle Madara, I’m fine, Sister Mito, is there a very hidden place in Uzumaki, the kind that no one would go to.”

Uzumaki Mito immediately led a few people to a cave on the cliff on the shady side of the island. The entrance of the cave was in the middle of the cliff, and no one would deliberately come down.

Uchiha Madara protected Kyojuro behind him, and the energy body had been following Kyojuro’s movements.

“Can you talk now?”

Kyojuro looked at the god of death floating in the air, “Can you show your figure?”

“OK~”

Under the gaze of several people, a faint smoke appeared for no reason. In a blink of an eye, these wisps of smoke formed a thing wearing a black robe, with messy white hair on the head, and whose appearance could not be seen clearly.

Uzumaki Mito felt as if her whole body was frozen, and even her thinking began to stiffen. The coldness went straight into her bones and pierced into her soul. No matter how thick her clothes were, it had no effect at all.

The god of death waved his hand in a refreshing tone that did not match his appearance, “Aloha~”

Kyojuro introduced him, “This is the god of death worshipped by the Uzumaki family for generations.”

The god of death put his hands on his waist and nodded, “Yes, yes, I am the god of death, the god of death is me, I am the only god of death in this world called the god of death.”

Senju Hashirama tried to hold back, but couldn’t help it, “What is he saying?”

He could only understand what Kyojuro said, but he couldn’t understand what the god of death said. All he heard was a noisy sound similar to hundreds of birds chirping together, which was completely meaningless and just made him upset.

Kyojuro tilted his head, “Didn’t you speak human language when communicating with me?”

“It’s the language of the soul~ Your situation is a bit special. They are still alive, so of course they can’t understand.”

Uchiha Madara crossed his arms and snorted coldly, staring at the god of death with purple eyes unkindly,

“Heh, Kyojuro, don’t be fooled by it. Since it can understand the summons and wishes of the Uzumaki family to it, it is impossible for it not to understand human language.”

What god of death, it looks frivolous and wants to kidnap their children. Uchiha Madara’s Susano is ready to move.

“No, no, no!”

Seeing that Uchiha Madara was about to take action, the god of death immediately begged for mercy. Unlike chakra, the power of Yin and the power of Yang can really hit him!

Although he won’t be injured, it hurts a lot. He hates pain!

“I am really the god of death. I have something to ask this child! Really! I won’t hurt him!”

“Uncle Madara, Mr. Death just said that there is a problem with the reincarnation mechanism of ninjas. Our ancestors are still sleeping in the underworld and cannot be reincarnated.”