People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 18 Hinata and Uchiha
The door of the Hyuga clan hall was suddenly opened.

The man with the letter in his hand was bent over, panting and breathing calmly, looking past the crowd of people, looking directly at the figure sitting high on the wooden platform.

The long wet hair was scattered in front of the white robe, the bright eyes were full of determination and looked at him with many eyes, and he couldn't help but squeeze the letter in his hand tightly.

The Hyuga tribe, who was kneeling behind the door, was surprised to find that the round fan of the Uchiha clan was engraved on the pure white envelope.

"Chunzheng, you are late and sit in the back."

The majestic middle-aged ninja in the middle of the high platform, his smooth forehead showed his identity, and said calmly.

"It's the patriarch."

After closing the door, Chunzheng knelt down obediently and sat behind the crowd.

What he held in his hand were the invitations issued by the Uchiha clan to watch the battle. He knew that this was the time for the Uchiha clan to test the learning achievements of their children in the ninja school.

As the son of the patriarch, his political sense is very sensitive. Uchiha must not only have invited them Hinata, but also other families. Their plans are not small under the witness of many families.

On the stage, his father, Takamichi Hyuga, was talking nonsense about gathering family power in a serious manner.

To unite the family?

Under the intimidation of the curse seal of the bird in the cage, the Hyuga clan has long since split.

He had suggested to the family early in the morning that the disciples in the family should go to the ninja school to study, but it was in vain.

Patriarchal and family rights are firmly suppressing him who is active in thinking, and the word soft-spoken is the most appropriate word to describe him.

The eyes of the tribesmen around him looked exactly the same, making his moon-like white eyes full of unwillingness.

As a newcomer to Konoha, he longed for a change, but the passage of time made him feel that they had moved from their ancestral land to a new home that hadn't changed at all, just old wine in new bottles.

The meeting gradually came to an end, and the routine ending sound sounded.

"Does any compatriot have anything to add?"

The majestic and deep voice of the patriarch echoed in the room for a long time.

The seemingly democratic speech was actually emphatic with hypocrisy. Chunzheng stood up slowly, and gradually walked forward under the surprised eyes of the people around him.

"This is an invitation from the Uchiha clan, inviting us to watch the clan competition."

Chun Zheng respectfully handed over the wrinkle-smoothing letter, and stood tall and quiet in front of the crowd.

"Is this what made you late?" Hinata Takamichi pointed to the fan, took out the letter inside and said, "I'm interested."

The content of the letter was not long, nothing more than the time and place, all of which were brought into his mind. Longdao passed the letter to other elders of Hinata's clan.

It doesn't hurt to separate parents and elders to wait.

After the circulation was over, the letter returned to Longdao, and he said, "You can represent the Hyuga family in this matter, and the meeting will be adjourned."

The voice fell.

Longdao got up first, and the elders of the clan followed closely behind, bypassing the screen behind him, and gradually disappeared from Chunzheng's sight.

In the empty auditorium, Chunzheng leaned weakly against the wall of the wooden platform, and sat slumped on the ground.

His various efforts turned out to be in vain. Before his father left, his flat eyes made him feel chilled. He lowered his head and looked past the empty gate and looked into the distance.

The white clouds on the horizon change colors with the sky, and the red fire clouds are hard to ignite his cold heart.

"stand up."

After a long time, a familiar voice sounded from the wooden platform. Seeing him walking down the steps without moving, he pulled him up and punched him in the face.

Chunzheng, who was covering his cheeks, couldn't believe it, looking at the angry face in front of him.

He had never seen an angry look on his father's face.

Even when news spread to the clan that his brother died in the battle after joining the village, his face, which had always been as cold as ice, did not change a single bit.

Perhaps since joining Konoha, the peaceful scene in the village made Hinata Takamichi gradually remove his mask, and confided his heart to his son who fell on the ground: "I know everything you do."

Chun Zheng covered his flushed cheeks, but couldn't cover the huge fist marks, and looked at his father who had always been regarded as an antique in disbelief.

Takamichi, who took off the disguise, looked a little stooped, and sat beside him looking at the gorgeous clouds and said: "I knew when Uchiha and Konoha were preparing to create a village, but why should I wait for Ikacho and the others to join? , the Hinata family will join again?"

Facing the puzzled gaze of his silly son, Longdao suppressed the urge to use soft fists, pointed at his innocent white eyes, and explained: "The Hyuga family only makes icing on the cake. If they bet everywhere, they would have been wiped out in the chaos of war."

Chunzheng is very aware of the situation of the Hyuga family, the conflict between the main family and the branch family, and the supercilious look that makes foreigners covet.

He extremely hoped that the Hyuga family could bloom new vitality in the new Konoha, let the lifeless clan bloom, even if there were half of Uchiha.

"About the ninja school, the children of the separated family can go as they please. Your unborn child is up to you. Let's talk about the other families." Longdao glanced at it, and the silent silly son regained his expression, and stepped on the wooden plank. go outside.

Chunzheng, with hope in his eyes, looked at the twilight and muttered: "Is it just my child and the separated family? Well, at least the hard work has paid off."

Inside the Uchiha clan.

Lei and Balu looked enviously at Lu Sheng who was carrying the Uchiha fan on his back.

The small person is carrying a huge round fan and a towering sickle. Even if the proportions are seriously incongruous, they look extremely brave in their eyes.

These artifacts of the Uchiha clan have defeated countless powerful enemies in the hands of the patriarch.

Lu Sheng looked helplessly at the excited Na Ke who surrounded him, he had no sense of enemy or friend, and he would see the truth on the training ground later.

Standing the round fan on the ground, Lu Sheng pulled the chain of the sickle in his hand, turned around and looked at the sneaky two.

"What are you going to do? It's not disgraceful to beat up a player before a match." Balu, who had reacted, trembled, holding Lei behind him.

He knew very well that Lu Sheng could use this round fan with his strength, so he decisively chose to show his weakness.

"That's right! If you want to fight, fight Balu first. I hope I can defeat you."

Speechless Lei tugged at the corner of Na Ke's clothes, only to see that his legs were trembling, and his plain face was pretending to be arrogant.

"What are you thinking?"

Lu Sheng stared at the group of three working together in front of him speechlessly, and waved his hands to signal them to come closer.

Baloo looked at Naka cautiously and said, "Maybe it's fishing. Last time, the three of us told him so."

"Don't you guys want to touch this?" Lu Sheng gently waved his fan, and said softly to the frightened child.

"It's true!"

Lei touched the fan blade with a happy face, and said to the two standing side by side.

Seeing that the fish was hooked, Lu Sheng showed a satisfied smile: "I will trouble you to hand it over to Elder Huohe later."

The three looked at each other ecstatically, now they can touch enough on the road.

"Conditional."

Lu Sheng looked at the three black balloons that seemed to be deflated and said, "Help me tell the Great Elder Huohe that the patriarch will not come due to something, and the tuanfan represents him."

Seeing them nodding like chickens pecking rice, their tone became serious on the road, and they solemnly warned: "And don't try to use it, or you will drain the chakra and faint."

"no problem!"

Nake caressed the blade of the sickle fascinatedly, patted her chest and promised.

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Lu Sheng watched them walk towards the center of the clan with a smile on his face.

"He gave this to us, so what is he going to do?"

Baloo, who removed the chain from the fan handle, said to the two people who were holding the round fan together.

"Whatever, it has nothing to do with us."

Gou Yu, who looked at the fan with blurred eyes, replied.

"That's right, anyway, we earn blood!"

Holding a sickle, Balu smiled at them and walked towards the destination full of energy.

Lu Sheng, who finally got rid of his little tail, saw the purple figure under the shade of the tree from a distance, and trotted over.

(End of this chapter)