A psychic beast reincarnated as an Uchiha

How long is a human life?

The finish line is just a mark and has no meaning. The key is the story of this life.

The free teenage years of Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama were hidden in silence, their own silence.

Thinking about the future, when they arrive, which will be stranger: themselves, or the land under the rock wall.

Different bloodlines, different journeys, but with the same dreams and expectations, the two young best friends who have walked on smooth or muddy roads have finally returned to the starting point, with enough width to be side by side.

The familiar Nanga River——

Hashirama, who had gone to great lengths to get Madara out, was so excited that he shouted, "Madara, I've thought of a new move!"

Madara was called out by Hashirama on the grounds of emergency: "..."

Sure enough, nothing good happened, so there was nothing to worry about.

Madara pretended to be indifferent, crossed his arms on his chest, and said, "Oh, tell me."

"I've already thought of a name," Hashirama said, "It's called the Thousand-Armed Whirlwind Water Release Genjutsu!"

"...You guys are still the same as before. You like to name ninjutsu. After all, is it water release or genjutsu? Isn't it a taijutsu?" Madara raised his eyes and complained.

"I don't know," Hashirama smiled heartily, "Actually, I haven't thought about it yet, hahahaha."

It has to be said that Madara is tolerant of Hashirama and is used to this kind of scene. Otherwise, if someone else plays tricks on him like this, he won't be able to stand here safely.

"Don't worry about that, Hashirama, just fight with me." Madara interrupted Hashirama's laughter.

Hashirama instantly stopped smiling and looked down to see light coming in between him and Madara, their shadows like wildly growing vegetation.

"Is it the same as before?" Zhuma suddenly asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Madara paused and recalled the scene when the two had their first fight and ended in a draw a few years ago. He just said in a calm tone: "The old rule is, you can only use physical skills."

Madara didn't answer that question, but Hashirama knew the answer.

"Okay." Hashirama stood up.

"Then I'm going to fuck you, Madara!"

"Come on, Hashirama!"

The two fought inseparably.

As luck would have it, when Madara and Hashirama were having a secret meeting, the little green snake appeared in Nanga River following the breath of dragon scales.

Accompanied by the ups and downs of "Madala" and "Hashirama", Little Snake Doudou's eyes were confused: What... what's going on? Isn't it here?

Although the two people were fighting, they could communicate with each other but completely ignored their surroundings. The little snake in the grass struggled to the ground, wrapped its tail around itself, and kept spitting out snake letters. After repeated attempts, it finally identified the one with dragon scales. That person was suffering from being unable to get close to Madara dancing in the wind and waves.

The little snake could only shake the tip of its tail anxiously, making a slight rustling sound.

Fortunately, Uchiha Madara quickly discovered this little snake with special chakra. He pulled away and said to Hashirama, who looked confused: "That's it for today. I have to leave beforehand. We will fight again next time we meet."

Ignoring Hashirama's look of disbelief, Madara left after speaking.

Hashirama opened his mouth and looked at his hard-won friend: "...Madara!"

"Madara must have something very important and he left in a hurry... No, it's really because I'm not welcome." Hashirama, who was squatting on the ground, was shocked, "Uuuuuuu, how could this happen?"

Sensing the departure of the target, the little green snake in the grass immediately caught up with Uchiha Madara who suddenly left. At this time, if I were here, I would definitely praise that the dexterous psychic beast is really worthy of its name. It drew closer at a very fast speed, ejected when it was one body away from Madara, and just hung on Uchiha Madara's body. After contact, it quickly bit the tip of its tail to form a ring.

Madara caught the green snake with one hand and stopped on a huge tree, leaning against the trunk. Madara caught the scroll spit out from the snake's mouth and opened the scroll——

Mission accomplished, Uchiharo died. During the mission, an unknown red barrier was discovered. It was suspected to be the barrier technique of the Uzumaki clan. A special sword was lost in the enemy's stronghold. It is speculated to be related to some kind of folklore. Without denying the involvement of a third-party family, we decided to stay temporarily. Search for clues in the Land of Rain.

Madara pulled the scroll back, and there were a few words written on the back:

Please tell Uchiha Tajima.

spot:?

/

On the other side, Uchiha Momotsugi and I were looking for a wild and free-spirited kitten, or a dark kitten. In a crowded place like Flower Street, the client found it difficult to find. Waiting for him The kitten may have starved to death if found.

No way, after a woman pointed out my identity before, I paid the money as agreed, and she actually introduced us to an acquaintance, and then entrusted us to find a black-haired and blue-eyed kitten that had been lost recently. In order for us to accept the entrustment, she even A portion of the commission was given.

Uchiha Momoki and I looked at each other, this was a perfect opportunity. We gladly accepted this unexpected commission, and it was easy to see the client's eagerness. We sincerely promised to complete the commission before the sun sets.

Finding the kitten was easy. Using my cheating sense of smell, we found the excited kitten hiding in a dark corner within half an hour. But with this reasonable excuse, we spent the rest of the time on the street. I walked through every corner and found some needed clues as expected.

In order to avoid being seen as cheating at work, we handed over the black cat to the client at the last moment.

"Thank you very much for your help. Then we have to leave." I said to the woman sincerely.

The woman shook her head, pulled her daughter and said, "Xiao Kui likes you very much."

Understanding what she meant, I looked at the girl standing behind my mother and said with a smile, "We are leaving. Is there anything Xiaokui wants to say to us?"

Xiaokui nodded to me, ran to the room again, and took out a pot of cute pink flowers.

"Is this for us?" I asked softly.

Xiaokui raised the flowerpot and tried her best to respond loudly: "Yeah!"

"Thank you, Xiaokui." I took the little flower and touched her head.

Uchiha Momoji frowned and carefully observed the flower pointed by the girl. Looking at his serious look, I had a bad feeling, so I silently stepped back a few steps and turned sideways to cover the flower.

The girl looked at the flower and seemed to be saying to us: "I hope it will grow up safely and be healthier every year than the previous year."

Behind the girl, there is a short and warm dusk. In the large golden sky, the wisps of burning clouds on the horizon are a grand ending. Everything seems to tell that the youth and love here will never grow old, only we who are still young. .

Unfortunately, Uchiha Hyakatsu spoke: "This flower will not grow big. It is an annual. It will die after it blooms and bears fruit."

After I finished speaking, I looked at Xiaokui, who was eagerly waiting for my answer.

I had to say: "...I don't know much about it, but the flowers are beautiful and we like them very much."

The girl seemed to be shocked, and she was in a daze. It took her a long time to say, "Ah, that's it..."

Uchiha Baiji, just mind your mouth, you look good if you don't speak.

"About the resentful straight man I laughed at became my partner"

:) Thank you, my partner

Uchiha Momoji looked at me with genuine confusion on his face and asked, "Shouldn't I say that?"

"This is a kind of beautiful wish. You can't deny anyone's blessing." I looked at Uchiha Baiji and thought of the way this man concentrated when listening to Fusangshen. Then he should like to listen to stories, so I felt a little stiff. Changing the topic: "I think the person or organization behind this incident and the last mission between me and Sora should be the same."

"Last time?"

/

The girl has been walking in this desert for two days. As for when she came in and how she came in, no one knows. They only know that she kept walking towards the edge of the desert, stopping occasionally and adjusting her back slightly. The person on the bed allows him to fall asleep more comfortably.

This is Sora Uchiha and me.

It’s not difficult to explain why it appears as far away from the mission location as it can be. In three words, it’s—

Got hit.

The two people who were surrounded by the enemy were taken away directly by the enemy's ninjutsu. The next second they appeared in the endless desert. Facing such a vast desert, we realized that this was no longer the country of fire, but maybe the country of wind. Or the place where it meets the Kingdom of Wind.

The land is vast and sparsely populated, the wind and sand are raging, the dazzling sunlight shines down, the gravel is incredibly hot, the desert has a huge temperature difference between day and night, harsh environment, and frequent desert storms. This is a place of death specially chosen by the enemy for us.

Experienced people know that you can’t stay in the same place for too long in the desert. I can completely tolerate the sand and heat waves, but the problem is that I can walk for several days without eating or drinking, but the sharingan is too used. No, he needs to rest, and it's also important to find a water source.

It didn't take long for me, who has strong self-healing ability, to almost recover. But I don't know why, even if I use Palm Senjutsu, I can't wake up Sora Uchiha who fell into a coma. It has nothing to do with the injury. He seems to be innocent after the wounds on his body are healed. Into a nightmare.

This is a situation that has never happened before. This person will be called the strongest illusionist in the future. Uchiha Sora has never been attacked by illusions, let alone fell into a coma. This is so strange. I finally realized that the previous enemy was Bait, the real enemy has always been in the dark, and he has been carrying out ninjutsu without our knowledge.

/

Six years.

In fact, he had never let go of Sora Uchiha. He had only been loved briefly since he was a child. It was obvious that that person could no longer see his face clearly and could never be mentioned to anyone again, but he still had nightmares and woke up suddenly. He just stumbled up on his own.

Avoiding interactions with the friends of the clan brother, and trying not to recall the past as much as possible, this can make Uchiha Sora less burdened.

He worked hard to become stronger and become a gentle and reliable person. He also wanted to let his brothers know that the younger brother who once worried him has now become an older brother like him.

"There will always be someone who will carry these hundreds of years of history and challenge the world."

Until he followed Uchiha Madara, Uchiha Sora knew that the person his clan brother was talking about must be Uchiha Madara. Madara is a hard-working genius who can reach heights that he cannot reach and accomplish things that no one has accomplished, and he himself They are ordinary people who are extremely cowardly.

Even if he was later called a super powerful illusionist, even if one day he broke through the changes in chakra properties and obtained blue fire (super high flame).

Uchiha Sora also understood that he was not a genius at all.

Fortunately, Uchiha Sora did not passively numb himself because he still had Shun.

For Uchiha Sora, growing up with Shun made his life full of depression and joy of life, like bamboo shoots breaking through the soil, bringing the power of life, making people look forward to every tomorrow.

"null"

who is it?

"Sora, wake up!"

Uchiha Sora opened his eyes suddenly. This was his room, but why was he here?

At this time, he turned around and saw me holding the book motionless. Feeling his gaze, I raised my head and looked at each other face to face.

Sitting aside, I quickly handed him a glass of warm water, and after he finished drinking it, I said: "Song, you have been sleeping for three days. If Madara hadn't said that this is not an illusion, but a secret technique, I would have been really surprised. I’m so worried, are you feeling uncomfortable now?”

"I don't know, but I seem to have been dreaming. Dreams are memories that can be forgotten." Kong came to his senses and knew that I had brought him back. He rubbed the corners of his sore eyes and pursed his chapped mouth, "I'm sorry. , Shun, leave you alone."

When Sora was serious, I smiled and said, "Because it's Sora, so it doesn't matter."