Hokage: Warring States Gu Master, Dance with Madara

Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes, and said with a half-smile, "I never said I wanted to leave from the beginning to the end."

Uchiha Tajima's face was full of disbelief, like a dynamite about to explode, and his voice was a bit too high: "Yami and the others have left, what are you doing here as a man? Adding trouble? Don't you know the principle of same-sex repulsion?"

Faced with Uchiha Tajima's three consecutive questions, Uchiha Madara's eyebrows and heart beat violently. He was just leaving a few days late, but it wasn't like he was leaving. Why was he shouting so loudly? Everyone heard him in a moment.

"Sparring! Fighting! I'll go back after I win Cang Yue."

"Beat him?" Uchiha Tajima became even more irritable after hearing this answer. Damn it, you sent me away just to fight with that bastard. You sent me away for such a stupid thing. He suddenly became full of malice and said angrily. : "You stupid Baitian, you still want to win over that idiot who is as scheming as a hornet's nest, and you are not afraid of being eaten up and thrown back!"

"You can afford to embarrass this person, but I, with my old face, cannot afford to embarrass this person."

"If you stay, you won't be my son, unless you let me stay too!"

Uchiha Madara pursed his lips, with a tangled look on his brows. After a few seconds, he relaxed and seemed to have made a major decision. He said respectfully: "That's what the old patriarch said!"

Uchiha Tajima:? ? ? ! ? ? ? ! ? ? ?

"You, what did you call me?" Uchiha Tajima was so angry that he covered his heart and fell to the ground with the image of being completely possessed by the Sixth Elder. The other Uchiha stepped forward one after another, "Oh, my heart is like an unfilial descendant. From now on, I will have a son, my little cotton-padded jacket!"

Uchiha Madara frowned and looked at his father who was acting like a fool. He was very helpless. Since he retired, he has completely let himself go. Moreover, his encounter with the Thousand-Armed Buddha directly caused him to have a big mental problem.

"Why don't you hurry up and bring Uchiha back for treatment? There are no ninjas in the Aburame clan who know medical skills."

Uchiha Madara spoke with a cold face, everyone shuddered, and they were busy packing their things and returning to Uchiha.

Only Uchiha Masami supported Uchiha Tajima and looked back at Aburame Sogetsu's residence with nostalgia.

"Don't look at it, Cang Yue and Madara are the same, or they are good brothers, hey, we are all pitiful people!"

Uchiha Tajima let out a sigh. He could see Masami's feelings for that bastard Cang Yue very clearly. However, Luo Hua deliberately shed water and was ruthless, so he ignored the ruthlessness and tasted it before putting it back.

What a beast, just like the Thousand-Armed Buddha!

Cang Yue slept for seven days. When he woke up, his vision was completely dark and it was extremely difficult to breathe. When he was pulled out of the silk, four or five quilts were covering his head.

If he hadn't woken up in time, he would have probably died of suffocation.

"you're awake!"

Madara sat beside his bed, with a bottle of Bingliang Pills beside him, which he obviously relied on to survive these days.

"You put so many quilts over my head and you want to suffocate me and inherit my inheritance?"

Aburame Cangyue sat up, shook her stiff neck, then put her arm around Madara's neck and said with a smile: "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

"They?" Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows, "You have been sleeping for seven days, I have sent them away, and now it's just me!"

"Ah? You sent everyone away, Yami, Yoyo, Nanako, and Meiyun? I haven't said goodbye to them yet. I didn't even show up. They will misunderstand me."

After a good night's sleep, all the Uchiha's wives left, and he was somewhat reluctant to let go. The wife he got was just gone, and she was sent away by his good brother.

It is said that brothers are like siblings and women are like clothes. How could he, a sibling, tear his own clothes?

Madara Uchiha's eyes darkened, he raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly: "The harvest from the mine..."

"Dad, are you hungry? My son is filial to you, so I will cook for you. Of the gold... can you give me some pocket money? One-third is enough!"

The oil girl Cang Yue squirmed out of her cocoon, her whole body like a big golden retriever, flattering to please the father who was the benefactor in front of her.

"A quarter is enough. I won't mind no matter how much dad gives me."

"Looking at your performance, I might consider giving you my half. After all, it belongs to Uchiha Cangetsu."

Uchiha Madara had a slight smile on his lips, and only Aburame Sogetsu dared to make unreasonable troubles in front of him, especially when he gave up his dignity for money, which was quite interesting.

"Look what you said, I am your son Uchiha Sogetsu!" Aburame Sogetsu thought of the project in Snow Country that had been stopped due to money issues, and the Hatake clan's unpaid remuneration.

For the sake of half a mine, he only lost his dignity, but what Madara lost was gold. Rounding it all off, he still earned it.

"Are you... short of money?" Madara sensed something was wrong. It was just a joke, but Cang Yue's face was too much.

"Who would have trouble with money! What's more, if it's in your hands, I wouldn't dare to take Hashirama's!"

Aburame Sogetsu has already worshiped Madara Uchiha as a god, rubbing his shoulders while flattering him fervently, just like Huang Tianba who was coquettish with Uchiha Fire Crane.

"I'll go back and sort it out and bring it to you."

Madara Uchiha really likes this. As long as you have the strength and can beat me, and then say a few soft words, I can promise you anything.

However, 90.00% of people are stuck on the first step, and only Cang Yue can bend and stretch.

"Okay, Father, I will prepare lunch for you."

Aburame Sogetsu felt dizzy when she walked thinking of two thousand kilograms of gold. As expected of an Uchiha, he was really rich. One mine produced so much, and his family had so many mines... Hehehe, he was so rich!

"Don't go too far," Uchiha Madara took out a rough and crude flute. Although he himself found it a little hard to accept it, after thinking about it, he could do it to this extent, "It's your fault!"

Aburame Cangyue caught the flute that was thrown at her. Although the workmanship was rough, his flute was used to save chakra to control the Gu insects. As long as it could produce sound, there were no high requirements.

"For me? Did you do it?"

"Forget it, I'll buy you one another day!"

As he said this, he stretched out his hand to snatch it back. This flute was indeed a bit hard to mention. It could be said that the ones used by civilians were much better than this one.

"Hey, you gave it to me. I like it very much. You, the majestic leader of the Uchiha clan, can't give it away and then take it back."

Aburame Sogetsu hid the flute behind her back, letting Madara snatch it around him.

Thinking about building the village, he resisted cooperating with Hashirama. If he did it with Madara, he might have good results.

After all, Madara is relatively simple, hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and has a bit of a childish temper. It is said that he looks old at the age of three, and even if he is ten or twenty years later, he will not change much.

"Madara, let's work together to build a ninja village! Let all ninjas surrender to us and completely put an end to this war."