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Chapter 87 - "Thousand Hands" Lu Chuan

night.

Before the access control time.

Lu Chuan's wooden avatar was leaning against a wall of the Qianshou Clan, holding a piece of nuts in his hand, knocking them with relish.

He is now wearing light green clothes, with the family crest of the Thousand Hands Clan on the back.

That's right, he successfully penetrated into the Senju Clan, and "unintentionally" said that Uchiha Madara was given laxatives by him some time ago.

Coupled with Madara's special identity, and the hatred buff between the Senju Clan and the Uchiha, this led to the frantic ferment of this matter within the clan.

However, Lu Chuan dared to swear that this incident was definitely not on his own initiative.

He didn't expect this kind of thing to spread so fast.

Lu Chuan's wooden avatar threw a piece of shelled nut into his mouth, and glanced at the side roadside.

Hashirama was standing there sluggishly, as if thinking about something.

When Lu Chuan saw the Qianshou clansman standing beside Zhujian, he immediately understood what was going on.

Sorry, Madara, you seem to be socially dead.

Lu Chuan shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened, his eyes drifted, and he whistled and left with his hands behind his back.

Hashirama, who was left sluggish across the road, was having a storm in his head.

Hashirama frowned tightly, and he waved his hand to let the long-haired tribe go to work on his own affairs first, while he himself was still thinking.

Some of the young patriarchs of the Uchiha clan, whose status is almost the same as that of the Senju clan, all used this kind of evil medicine.

Then, will I also be put down by others like this...

Then everyone knows...

Thinking about it, Hashirama shuddered, and he decided not to think about it anymore.

Let's go back to the mansion and talk about it!
He folded his arms and walked forward quickly with his head slightly shrunk.

It's a little cold tonight!

……

Patriarch's mansion.

In the room of the brothers.

Togama is sitting opposite Itama.

The light of the yellow oil lamp flickered slightly.

At this time.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on their door.

"Tobuma! Itama! Me! I'm back!"

Hashirama's muffled voice came from outside the door. Hearing it, Tobuma stood up and walked over to help him open the door.

After Hashirama walked in with a strange expression on his face, Toikama closed the door again, picked up a piece of wood and stuck the door panel.

When Hashirama was about to form seals and released the clone technique, he suddenly recalled the incident about the Uchiha Patriarch who had just heard in his mind.

He was in a daze, and his hands froze in mid-air.

Snapped!
At this time, Tomagama also patted Hashirama on the shoulder.

Hashirama turned his head in a daze and looked at Fujian who patted his shoulder. The latter was expressionless, and sat down against the wall with his arms folded, saying:

"Sit down, brother, I want to tell you something."

Hashirama's expression was startled, he reacted, nodded, then sat down as well, and looked at Feima.

It just so happened that Hashirama was shocked by the incident of "Uchiha Shao Patriarch", and was not in the mood to go out secretly.

Listen to what Tokaima wants to say first, and then make plans.

At this time, Hashirama saw Toikama looking at him seriously and worriedly, his heart tightened inexplicably, and he suddenly guessed something.

Could it be that what Toikama wanted to tell himself was about the "Chief Uchiha"?
Hashirama's pupils shrank, he looked at Toikama who was about to open his mouth to speak, and quickly stretched out his hand to cover Toikama's mouth!

"Mmm! Mmm—!!"

A smell of unwashed soil mixed with tree bark poured into Toikama's nose.

Tobima's eyes widened, he couldn't breathe for a while, subconsciously tilted his head back, trying to avoid Hashirama's hand covering his mouth and nose.

Brother!Brother!Hashirama! !You covered my nose! ! !
Tomama stared in horror at Hashirama with a nervous expression on her face, tightly clutching her mouth and nose.

At this time, Hashirama seemed to realize what he had done, the tension on his face eased a little, Hashirama shook his head to Toikama with apology:
"Sorry, Tobuma, but I already know what you're going to say, so there's no need to say such a scary thing a second time!"

Hashirama waved his hand, indicating that he already understood the whole story, and there was no need for Toikama to repeat it.

The board on the side shrank in the corner in fear, and the black and white hair was not so obvious under the dim light.

Toikama looked at Hashirama with a dignified and weird expression, and after taking a few deep breaths, he felt some doubts in his heart.

understood?Where did you know?Know what?

Although it's not clear how Hashirama knew that he had half-exposed the traces of the three of them, but it's good to know in advance.

Toikama nodded, and then tentatively asked casually:
"Know it from your father?"

Hashirama was soothing the discomfort in his heart, he stared at the ceiling in a daze, and casually answered Toikama's question:
"Ah, the clansmen were discussing along the way."

After Hashirama finished speaking, he didn't wait for Tomagama's second question for a long time.

This is not like Tomona's character, he should chase after me to ask and confirm his point of view again.

Hashirama withdrew his gaze from looking at the ceiling with some doubts, and looked at Toikama.

I saw Fei Jian hugging her hands, her expression was stiff, her index finger trembling slightly, she didn't know what she was thinking.

After a while.

When Banjian saw that Zhujian and Feijian were motionless, and when the oil lamp was about to go out, Feijian's eyes flickered, and he finally spoke stiffly:

"Really... all the clansmen know?"

Hashirama rested his chin in boredom, still wondering whether he should go to Lu Chuan and Madara for training today.

Although the main training target tonight is Madara, it doesn't matter if I go or not.

Hearing Tobima's words, he nodded subconsciously, then hesitated for a moment before replying:

"Um... no, not all of them."

Hashirama raised his head and thought about recalling the few clansmen he saw discussing along the way, and then continued to answer:

"It should be most of the tribe!"

His body trembled, and he fell into a long silence.

His heart is now full of guilt for Hashirama and regret for not erasing the mark.

It seems that my father was very concerned about the trip plan that my elder brother had become accustomed to this time, and soon sent someone to investigate.

However, I didn't receive any news, and my father didn't go out, which means that the two training partners of my eldest brother should not come from the family that is hostile to Qianshou.

That's fine, but the eldest brother may only be able to reduce the frequency of going out in the future.

"...Brother, you don't blame me, do you?"

Stepping on a stool between the boards, standing on tiptoes to refuel the extinguished oil lamp, Fei Jian who was sitting next to the wall said faintly.

Bashirama was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at Toikama with some surprise.

"Blame you? What are you to blame? You gave the Uchiha guy the medicine?"

"...Blame me for not being able to...what Uchiha?"

For a moment, Hashirama and Tomona stared wide-eyed.

(End of this chapter)