People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

Up, down, left, and right are all grid-shaped rooms, densely packed with three-dimensionality, entering the retina in an instant, making people dizzy;

The horizontal or vertical stair corridors are criss-crossing, connecting and running through the various passages, and they are obviously stationary, but to the naked eye, it seems that these stair corridors will stretch out for a while, and shorten again for a while, and the vision seems to be disturbed and deceit;

This is made up of countless squares stacked up. It is difficult to judge the distance and direction. The direction and position are disturbed, and the vision is deceived... A three-dimensional, huge, and enveloping everyone... Rubik's Cube!

And their group of intruding visitors stood in the center of the Rubik's Cube, and no matter which direction they looked, they were neatly scattered and orderly square grid rooms.

Even the most insightful white eyes are confused by the intricate three-dimensional space. It is impossible to count how many square spaces there are. They are obviously stationary, but everything seems to be moving in the eyes.

It's like a terrifying maze that deceives the human eye, a city that extends infinitely up, down, left, and right...!

tidy!

Quiet!

Treacherous!

Before they came in, they had countless fantasies and guesses, but none of the pictures in their minds could overlap with their eyes.

Outrageous!

Why is there an infinite city connected to the Box of Bliss?

Where exactly is this place?

Empty city?

No living things?

Will there be something in the square rooms?

They should breathe a sigh of relief when everything is quiet, when they see no danger, and when there is no movement of living things, but why does each of them have a chilling feeling in their hearts, as if they would rather enter Seeing countless ferocious monsters rushing towards them, they didn't want to face this city that was so quiet that it seemed to die.

The chaotic sense of space and the silence like death make their thinking and consciousness seem to spread infinitely uncontrollably, and various horrifying pictures will appear in their minds, hidden behind the spaces of each square.

Those square doors are all wooden sliding doors, all of which are closed tightly.

Make a wish?

Why?

Shout out to this treacherous and dead city?

Hiruzaru Sarutobi sensed something was wrong, and Shimura Danzo's face was also gloomy. The two looked at each other and had to admit a situation they were unwilling to face, namely: since the Box of Elysium was opened, there was nothing Things are exactly as they initially expected.

under these circumstances,

Is it still possible that the legend of the wish made by the Box of Bliss...comes true?

Although the possibility has not completely returned to zero, it is undeniable that it is decreasing step by step, and the corresponding variables and risks are increasing sharply and infinitely!

after all,

They are now walking through the unknown legend of the Box of Elysium. They have already bumped into a headless monster outside the door. Who knows what ghosts may be hidden behind the countless square doors. Son.

In other words, no matter what appears in it, it is not surprising!

are dangerous monsters;

Bandaged broken arm;

A jar of Sharingan soaked in salt water;

The correct way to open a wish;

still is,

a ghost?

It is really cruel to ask an old man to do this kind of suspenseful brain-burning question. Hiruzaru Sarutobi felt his head was about to explode, but Konoha had no way out.

No matter what is hidden behind those doors, Konoha has to push open one by one to get a peek.

"Open all the doors!"

Hiruzaru Sarutobi didn't hesitate this time, he showed the courage and determination that Hokage should have, and Anbe, who obeyed the order, bit the bullet, scattered in all directions, and ran towards the nearest checkered room.

Shimura Danzo also meant the same thing, except that his tolerance and patience had been completely exhausted. His only remaining hand made a gesture, and part of the roots spread out to push the door [blind box game], part of it The roots surrounded Hisoka and Akagi Sen with a murderous look.

"Is the legend about the Box of Elysium really true?" Shimura Danzo asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course, aren't we just witnessing the legend now!" Hisoka didn't panic at all, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth were hooked up exaggeratedly.

"I'm asking about making a wish, is it true or not?" Shimura Danzo said grimly.

"Is it important to be true or false? Isn't it interesting enough now?" Hisoka took out a poker card and covered his mouth with a straight smile, "Doesn't the truth of the legend need to be verified by our later generations?"

"Answer my question!" Shimura Danzo shouted in a low voice.

"I don't know anymore, I can only tell you that the Box of Elysium has always had two versions of the legend, one is about making wishes, and the other is about imprisoning ghosts!"

Hisoka made no secret of his morbidly crazy laugh,

"Personally, from the bottom of my heart, I have always hoped that the legend of ghosts is true, and since I opened the box and saw the watchdog, my heart told me that ghosts are real, and, just Behind this vortex, so I pulled out the knife, let the watchdog go, and brought you in together!"

Shimura Danzo had bulging veins on his forehead. If eyes could kill, Hisoka would have been torn to pieces by his eyes.

"Of course, don't give up hope completely. What I said earlier is not lying to you. Maybe the wish fulfillment may be hidden behind a certain door. There is no conflict between making a wish and hitting a ghost!"

Hisoka glanced at the surrounding roots, still with a smile on his face, but glanced at Shimura Danzo's neck meaningfully,

"There is only one thing I lied to you, that is, the right to make a wish is not determined by whoever sacrifices the sacrifice, but by who opens the box of bliss, that is to say, the right to make a wish has always been In my hands!"

"And the wish I want to make is also very simple. I hope..."

Hisoka paused for a moment, opened his arms suddenly, and shot out silk threads that were almost invisible to the naked eye with his ten fingers, grabbing all the throats at the roots around him, and then closed his hands suddenly, like the chord of a symphony conductor Gesture, he laughed maniacally,

"I hope the ghost legend is true!!!"

The blood spattered wildly, and the throat bones broke through the skin of the neck, and were dragged by silk threads and danced in the air. In the cut throat, hot blood spurted out, covering the root of the throat one by one. Like a ring of blooming and dying petals falling backwards.

"I grant your wish!"

An ethereal voice appeared out of thin air, but seemed to come from every closed room, gathering, echoing, and resounding throughout this infinite city...

Accompanied by the crisp, high-pitched, and rapid pipa music, it suddenly played, like rushing water pouring into this dead city.

then,

The stationary Infinite City spins...