The next day, the sky was bright.
Masahiko and Itachi searched for the stop water all night and returned to the original location.
"Oh, back to the original starting point again, in the memory of your young face... ahem!" Masahiko coughed lightly, and turned to look at Itachi: "Are you really not lying to the ancestor? I have searched it for more than a dozen miles. There are no traces of battle. If you are not blindfolding me, then Shishui walked away by himself."
Itachi shook his head: "I'm really not lying to you, ancestor. What should we do now?"
Masahiko was helpless: "Zhishui, this kid really doesn't worry, he's playing a trick of running away from home."
Itachi paused and then asked, "The senior of the Uchiha clan you mentioned before, she...?"
"She?" Masahiko shook his head and sighed: "She was about the same age as me. She was only 20 years old when she died. More than 100 years have passed and her bones are cold. Moreover, she did not die normally, and the bones were not buried in Uchiha's ancestral land. It can't be her."
Itachi said curiously: "You seem to know her well?"
Masahiko smiled and turned his head to look at Itachi: "She is very beautiful, and... Not to mention those useless, you are also 13 years old, you should pay attention to beautiful girls. But now, we have to solve the problem of Shishui... Go back and tell them what happened."
Itachi nodded, his body slowly turned into wood, and the wood clone was lifted.
Masahiko stood still, his expression was slightly startled: "Uchiha, I remember to count according to seniority, Madara had to call her mistress. If I were... hehe, Madara came to call me second grandpa, that's it. It’s another story..."
After pondering for a long time, Masahiko laughed blankly: "If you think about what those useless are doing, let's go back and see the situation. Zhishuiwan is missing. It's really troublesome... Every family has hard-to-read sutras, but God is partial and gave me a Tibetan Jingge..."
…
Ten minutes later, Konoha exited the village.
Masahiko frowned and tilted his head to look to the left.
"Bring soil, come out! Where do you want to go hiding in the space?"
A few tens of meters away, the space was slightly distorted, and the figure with soil slowly appeared: "Master, so you can find me?"
"I just try to shout. It feels like someone is looking at me over there, but I can't find it anymore, it can only be you." Masahiko smiled.
Scratching his head with the soil: "Master, you are still so smart. I have something to do, let's go!"
"Stop!" Masahiko was helpless. The kid wanted to think of himself as a fool as soon as he finished complimenting his cleverness: "Where are you going? Zhishui is fine, come over, let the teacher analyze and analyze for you."
He nodded obediently and walked over. Masahiko raised his hand to put his hand on his shoulder, but he passed through, and his body swayed, almost flashing his old waist...
"Good boy, I've become smarter." Masahiko turned his head slightly embarrassed and said, "You know the strength of Shishui, it's not much worse than you. I have found the place where he disappeared for ten miles, and there is no trace of fighting. . You need to know that even if it’s me, he can make a noise to let Itachi know. So it can’t be an accident.”
Tai Tu murmured softly, "Itachi has said all these things, this bastard kid didn't take me out to play..."
Masahiko blinked: "Go back!"
He really blinded his broken heart.
…
The sun slowly rises, Konoha Village.
The Qianshou Clan that had been troubled all night gradually returned to calm.
The ninja's physical fitness is very good, and the energy is relatively strong, but after all, there are many children and civilian women in the Senju clan who need to rest, and Uchiha will not be unreasonable to that point.
Now everyone has moved to the Hokage Building.
Because the place is not big, there are only six people in the meeting room of the Hokage Building at this time: Yushu, Itachi, Hizaki, Mirror, Futake, and Uchiha Unchu.
The other two elder advisors were too old and lacking in strength. They couldn't bear to stay up all night, and they had already gone back to rest.
Not only that, when Masahiko brought the soil into the house, the mirror and the sunzhan moved synchronously, supporting the table top with their right elbow, and rubbing the palms on the temples, both obviously feeling a little tired.
"The great-grandchildren are still in their twilight years." Masahiko glanced over their gray hair, and sighed inwardly.
There were still various greetings, Masahiko nodded in response, his eyes motioned to bring the soil back behind the mirror.
"Is itachi told you? There are no signs of fighting around, and Zhishui left on its own. It's not that there is any danger."
"That's fine." Ri Zhan sighed slightly: "Zhishui should have discovered something suddenly. It was too late to inform Itachi. Go and investigate by yourself, and you will be back after a while. Mirror, don't worry."
Jing nodded and stood up: "Elder Masahiko, can you come out?"
Masahiko was startled, and followed out, everyone in the meeting room looked at each other.
Outside the meeting room, the mirror said softly: "Did you really find nothing?"
"There is indeed no trace of fighting, and there is no chakra fluctuation within a radius of more than 20 miles."
Jing sighed: "But Zhishui doesn't look like such a light or heavy child."
Masahiko laughed and told the mirror to listen to the plans of the previous three teenagers.
"There is such a thing?" Jing was stunned. "This kid Zhishui... No, no, there is a big difference between a mistaken injury and a disappearance of the whole person. He won't do it!"
"Don't worry, you have to believe in the strength of Zhishui, maybe he will be back in a few days, and it will take only ten and a half months to play." Masahiko shook his head to comfort.
Mirror pondered for a moment: "I hope so, this time I'll cause you trouble."
"It's okay, I'm very helpful."
Jing chuckled and shook his head, turned and walked into the meeting room. The eyes of everyone gathered together. He squeezed out a slightly tired smile: "Thank you, everyone. This time, Shishui didn't know the severity and left on his own. It has nothing to do with Itachi."
"I will restrain the tribe when I go back, and will not push the responsibility to Itachi. Patriarch Qianshou can rest assured... ahem...!"
"Patriarch!" Fu Yue exclaimed.
Masahiko frowned, pressed his right hand gently against the back of the mirror, and performed medical ninjutsu: "Mirror, it's time to take care of your body, and the position of patriarch Uchiha should be passed on."
Jing stopped his coughing and turned and nodded: "In the past six months, my body is indeed worsening every day."
Ri Zhan stood up and said, "I have to go back to rest too. I can't compare to these young people, and I can't compare you to you."
"Forget about it, you know that you will put me behind these young people." Masahiko murmured softly in his heart.
"Please wait, Master Naruto, Chief Mirror!" Shengshu suddenly said, his expression struggling a little, and stopped the two of them: "It happens to be there, let's take care of Sasuke's affairs!"
"Father!" Itachi turned around in surprise.
Masahiko frowned slightly, and Jing frowned and turned around: "How to solve this matter?"
Rope Tree clenched his right hand, glanced at the dirt, and turned to Hizen: "Three generations of Hokage-sama, after so long, Konoha should choose the fifth generation."
Ri Zhan was slightly startled, his expression complicated: "Yes, choose..."
The mirror smiled: "Choose."
Masahiko was also taken aback, turned to a face of ignorance with dirt, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Choose!"