The painting is very long, spread out all over the table, and in the painting is a wooden statue.
The wooden statue is very large, covering half of the painting. Against the background of the mountains, it looks even more terrifying. On the wooden statue, there are thousands of giant hands. If you look closely, it seems that there is a single person standing proudly—the god of ninjas, Thousand-handed Bashirama .
Painting name: True Thousands of Hands
"I heard that the first generation of adults had a trick called this, so I drew this picture according to my guess, hoping that I won't humiliate your grandfather."
Akabane still had a certain respect for that first-generation adult, and didn't dare to be too reckless.
Tsunade put away the scroll excitedly, and said in a grateful tone, "Thank you Akabane, thank you..."
"It just so happens that it's your turn, here's your comic book."
Akabane picked out a manga for her.
Tsunade took it, seeing it through but not saying it.
This painting was obviously drawn and saved for her, so the lottery ticket was not just her turn, but Akabane hid it.
Tsunade's heart was both sweet and excited, holding the picture scroll for a long time without relaxing.
Since she was a child, Senju Bashirama has been her favorite person, and also a great hero in her mind. Tsunade once thought that this man would stand proudly in the ninja world forever.
But one day, the hero fell...
"Since I was a child, I have never seen my grandfather make a move, so I don't know if this ninjutsu is like this. Maybe grandma will know."
Tsunade held the posters and comics in his hands, and didn't want to joke with Akabane any more.
"Well, bring a copy to Granny Mito."
Akabane handed over another copy, "You don't need the money, it's my thank you to Granny Mito."
"Oh, I didn't intend to give it at all."
Tsunade was moved for a while and then returned to his original nature. He took the comic book and left with the paper tube.
"Yunlang, the lottery draw is over, and the next step is to collect the money... Well, if ordinary children want it but can't afford it, it doesn't matter if you give them a few copies for free, it's just a few hundred taels."
Akabane got up and explained something, and was going to go back and really sleep.
"Yes, master."
Kurama Yunlang, who had been in charge of putting the comic books on the shelves before, agreed. For two or three hours, he helped Akabane put the goods in the store, and he could see clearly how the transaction was done.
Besides, as Akabane said, even if there are mistakes and omissions in the middle, it is only a few hundred taels or a few thousand taels at most, and the pommel horse family can afford to lose.
For the past few days, Akabane was indeed tired.
This is the hardest few days he has worked in the world of Naruto, comparable to the final exam period in his previous life, if he doesn't sleep, he will die suddenly.
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The Thousand Hands Clan.
"The brat should be opening today. I don't know if I can send a comic book earlier. I don't know if I am bored, mother-in-law?"
Uzumaki Mito lay bored on the armchair.
Even though she was very patient, she still couldn't finish reading the first three episodes after three days.
"Grandma, look what I brought here!"
Tsunade's voice came from outside the door, and before Tsunade could enter the door, Uzumaki Mito stood up suddenly, turning into a flowing shadow and leaping out.
In the next second, she returned to the lazy chair, with the comic book in her hand and a paper tube.
"Grandma, why are you grabbing something? It's mine!"
Tsunade was impatient, and rushed in to take back the paper tube.
With a movement of Uzumaki Mito's hand, a magic formula was formed, and the sealing technique was immediately released.
"Xiao Tsunade, grandma just takes a look, what's the hurry!"
"woo woo woo woo… "
Tsunade wanted to speak, but she was hit by the Uzumaki Clan's unique sealing technique, which made her unable to use Chakra and unable to move her body.
Uzumaki Mito ignored his lovely granddaughter, while holding the manga in his hand, he carefully opened one end of the paper tube.
The next moment, a scroll came out of the paper tube.
"Oh...it's a big cartoon picture, good granddaughter, grandma accepts the gift."
Uzumaki Mito deliberately teased.
As expected, Tsunade was struggling in the seal with excitement, but unfortunately Uzumaki Mito can be said to be the best at sealing in the ninja world.
But in fact, all of this is just a way for Mito Uzumaki to hide his emotions.
Really thousands of hands!
In silence, the sealing technique has been lifted.
When Tsunade saw grandma witnessing the painting, he no longer scrambled for it as before.
"He used this move in the Valley of the End, like this..."
Her voice was a little sad.
At this moment, the Si people have gone, leaving only the lingering sound, and no one among the leaves can use Mudun, let alone the immortal method Mudun.
"Probably at that time, grandpa was also so handsome."
Tsunade said in a low voice.
Uzumaki Mito smiled and didn't answer, just stroked the poster, then carefully rolled it up and stuffed it back into the paper tube, handed it back to Tsunade, and then said: "Keep it safe, this painting probably took a lot of thought. "
Tsunade took the paper tube, cherishing it very much.
After feeling a lot of emotion, Uzumaki Mito picked up the manga and started to read it from the beginning. For her, these are just her daily recollections, but it’s not surprising that she feels particularly deeply when she reads the manga.
It's different for Tsunade.
For such a large painting, it would be a lie to say that he did not put much thought into it, especially for someone like Akabane who is afraid of trouble. He was able to draw such a large painting with his mind, not only sweat, but also a lot of heart.
This is Akabane's great gift!
"Snatching the bell... Tsk, it's an old trick, but this kid Chi Yu knows this trick."
"By the way, who is Hatake Kakashi?"
Uzumaki Mito turned to the fourth chapter and asked suddenly.
"He is the son of Hatake Sakumo."
"Suo Mao? That kid in your class?"
Uzumaki Mito laughed for a while, sure enough, children, all kinds of characters start to fantasize from the friends around him.
For her, the manga was all about killing boredom, a joy she had seldom experienced in all these long years.
"By the way, I heard that you sent a classmate to the hospital today?"
Uzumaki Mito saw Naruto being beaten, and suddenly thought of the news that just came.
"That's right, a fool had a boring pursuit and went to the bathhouse for it. I couldn't help but beat him up."
When Tsunade talked about Jirai, he was still itchy with anger.
Of course, she has to admire him, since he is also mentally retarded, but ninjutsu is not useless, at least to solve the problem of peeking safely, he knows to learn a relatively concealed earth escape technique first, and he also uses earth escape technique It's in good hands.
"My child, when the monkey was young... well, this guy knew how to use telescopes. Forget it, he is now a Hokage, not to mention his scandals back then."
Uzumaki Mito said nothing.
"What's the meaning?"
Tsunade couldn't understand what he heard, and didn't react for a while.
It's a pity that Uzumaki Mito has no interest in continuing to explain, and concentrates on reading the manga in his hand.
Three generations of Hokage... the art of telescope
Tsunade didn't quite understand, and he didn't want to think about it, so he packed up his things and prepared to go back to his residence.
She had to frame this poster properly, and not leave it casually so as not to damage it. This was the first memorable gift she got from Akabane.
After all, I don't know how long it will take for that slacker to prepare such a gift again.
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