Uchiha Madara's Journey to the Worlds

Chapter 181 46 - A More Familiar Scene

"It's different when there are more people. Compared with the empty place before, it's really much more lively now."

Senshou Bashima was still looking at the surrounding vendors with great interest, but when he noticed a barbecue stall on the side of the road, his attention was immediately attracted.

The invisible scent floated into his nose, looking at the exquisitely shaped kebab sprinkled with various sauces, Senju Zhujian couldn't help swallowing.

"It looks delicious!"

Someone sent such emotion in his heart.

"..."

The guy started again.

Squinting at Senjujuma, whose eyes were shining, Uchiha Madara subconsciously wanted to touch his pocket to take out the money, but found that he was wearing armor in battle, and there were no pockets at all.

And he doesn't have the common currency in this village at all.

but.

Uchiha Madara turned his head to look at Yakumo Zi on the other side, the girl also noticed his gaze, looked at Uchiha Madara's expressionless face, and then looked at Senju Bashima's saliva about to become a waterfall Her complexion became a little stiff.

【Aren't you the Yokai Sage of Gensokyo?Then you should have a lot of money in this place, so pay for him. 】

Although he didn't speak, Yakumo Zi could clearly feel the guy's intentions.

[Such a trivial matter, you actually want to ask us? 】

Yakumo Zi looked at him without fear, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

【You have no right to refuse. 】

"..."

In this staring game, Yakumo Zi was completely defeated. She is not qualified to refuse any request from Uchiha Madara, even in this situation.

"Ok."

Up until now, she had no choice but to put down the haughty face of the monster sage, walked up to the stall owner, kept a smile on her lips, and kept her tone as calm as possible.

"I pay for him."

"oh oh……"

Seeing the beautiful smile of the girl in front of him, the stall owner was a little confused for a while, and just nodded his head a little stiffly.

Monsters have a basic ability to charm ordinary humans who are much weaker than themselves. The stronger the monster itself, the stronger the ability to charm, and ordinary people have no resistance at all.

Madara Uchiha naturally noticed the performance of the stall owner, but Yakumo Zi didn't want to kill this ordinary person, so he didn't bother to take care of it, but just had an extra thought in his mind.

If you want to survive in this cruel world, you must have strong power. Without power, you can only be slaughtered by others or be protected by the strong.

To be protected objects, to put it bluntly, they are animals that are kept in captivity.

"By the way, give me a small bunch."

Smelling the alluring fragrance, Zi Yakumo couldn't help but licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue, and added a sentence.

"Thank you!"

Qian Shouzhu indirectly passed a kebab from the stall owner, put it directly into his mouth, tore off a large piece of meat, and chewed it with big mouthfuls.

Well, this taste is much better than Konoha's! !

"It's really delicious."

Compared with the boldness of Senjujuma, Yakumo Zi gracefully bites down a small piece, chews slowly, and the aroma of barbecue lingers on the taste buds, making Yakumo Zi who has experienced many battles and has not relaxed , A rare innocent smile.

"Ah."

Seeing Senju Bashima's appearance, Uchiha Madara chuckled unconsciously, but seeing the scene of the two getting along in harmony in front of him, he suddenly frowned.

This scene reminded him of some past events.

"Jiu Luo..."

A former friend and childhood playmate, but the bond between them was cut off by Uchiha Madara decades ago.

The scene of the three of them shopping together in the past coincides with the present, which makes Uchiha Madara feel a little irritated. The knife she left behind is now broken, and those nostalgia should also be broken with that knife.
It was the guy who betrayed them first, betrayed their dreams!

"ridiculous."

With a cold whisper in his mouth, Uchiha Madara shifted his attention away from the two of them, only to find a familiar figure flashing across the crowd.

"That is……"

The silver-white figure in the crowd seemed to have noticed his gaze, and turned his head, and the two eyes met at this moment.

"Yu..."

Fujiwara Meihong in the crowd looked at the familiar clothes of the man in front of her, couldn't help clenching her teeth, and squeezed out a word from between her teeth.

"It's that brat."

Uchiha Madara also recognized Fujiwara Meihong, and while the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he turned and walked into a secluded alley.

It's not easy for him to make too much noise near Hashirama, so let's settle it here.

"Don't try to escape!"

Seeing Uchiha Madara who turned and left, Fujiwara Meihong could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, and pushed away the crowd in front of him with force, and rushed into the alley he walked into.

"Uchiha Madara!!"

The moment he rushed into the depths of the alley, Fujiwara Meihong yelled out the name, and at the same time rushed forward, punching his head with a fist surrounded by flames.

"It's really lucky to meet you at this time."

Facing the flaming fist that was about to hit him, Uchiha Madara seemed calm and composed, turning his body slightly, and dodged the punch made by the opening.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Missing a hit, Fujiwara Meihong turned the burgeoning anger in her heart into a substantial flame on her palm, and slammed at him frantically.

"Too dull, too dull."

Facing the girl's fierce boxing, Uchiha Madara's body was like a slippery loach. The constantly waving fist just brushed against the corner of his clothes. No matter how the girl speeded up her attack, she couldn't cause any substantial damage to him. .

"Damn! Damn!!"

As time went by, Fujiwara Meihong's mood became more and more irritable, and even the rhythm of the attack began to become a mess. The high-temperature flames continued to blaze in all directions, leaving deep burn marks on the ground and walls. .

"It's almost there. If you continue to play, the movement here will be discovered."

Standing vertically on the wall, Uchiha Madara looked down at Fujiwara Meihong who was panting below, and slightly squinted the Sharingan in his eyes.

"Damn it, this guy is too flexible, you can't attack him at all!"

When Fujiwara Meihong was thinking about the countermeasure in her heart, Uchiha Madara's body moved, and the girl's eyes didn't even catch a trace of afterimage, and she appeared in front of her as if teleported.

"So fast!!"

Fujiwara Meihong's pupils shrank sharply, and just as her body wanted to react, she was kicked away by Uchiha Madara, and her petite body slammed into the side wall fiercely.

"You dare to come to me without the strength. If you were not immortal, you would have died long ago."

Seeing the fainted Fujiwara Meihong whose body was sunk into the wall, Uchiha Madara felt a little better and patted the dust on his palm.

I remember that Mu Dun's avatar seemed to say something that Penglai people were just something he used to vent. This sentence seemed to be correct, and he felt much more comfortable now.

"Little ghost, I hope you can come so punctually next time, goodbye."

Looking at the traces of the battle on the ground, Uchiha Madara slowly left the alley and returned to the lively street.

"How about you, are you having fun?"

Seeing the two of them, Zi Yakumo showed a charming smile, and spoke first.

"Oh, you've seen it all."

Looking at Senju Hashirama who was eating so much oil, Madara Uchiha just pulled the corners of his mouth slightly, and didn't say much.

"Let's go, it's time to go."

(End of this chapter)