Hashirama Reborn

Senju Doron was obviously in a bad mood, so Hashirama tactfully left the house and walked slowly on the small path in the clan land, thinking distressedly.

The injured tribesmen are being guarded by Lord Slug, so there shouldn't be any problem. The most important thing now is to find clues about the culprit behind the incident, but investigating traces at the scene is not my forte.

Although he suspected that Black Zetsu was the mastermind behind the scenes, he couldn't say it out loud because that guy was hiding too well. Before Madara awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan, Black Zetsu would most likely only fan the flames in secret and sow discord between the two clans and would never show up easily.

If we rashly reveal the existence of Black Zetsu when there is no evidence, not only will it easily alert the enemy, but we will also have no way to explain it to everyone.

However, if the investigation is not conducted as soon as possible, in order to calm everyone's anger and to prevent the prestige of the Senju from being questioned by other ninja clans, the clan will fight with the Uchiha clan even if they know that this is a deliberate instigation.

After all, the attack of the tailed beasts caused such a big noise that it could not be concealed at all. A casual investigation would reveal that so many Senju besieged one Uchiha. As a result, although the Uchiha died, the Senju were also seriously injured.

More than a dozen people fighting against one, the result was one death and many injuries. This was a slap in the face of the Senju clan, causing daimyos, nobles and other employers to question the strength of the Senju clan, affecting the acquisition of tasks.

Therefore, if it cannot be proved that this was a deliberate frame-up, the elders will definitely have a great battle with the Uchiha in order to wash away the family's shame and to continue the family's glory. Only by using the enemy's blood can they wash away the fact of defeat and defend their dignity and status.

The Senju attacked, the Uchiha fought back, more and more people died, and the hatred grew deeper. The two clans could only fight each other forever, and fight until only the last person was left. There was no possibility of peace.

hateful!

The more Hashirama thought about it, the more anxious he became. Wasn't this just like his last life? He kicked a stone on the side of the road. The huge force made the small stone make a whooshing sound and hit the wall not far away. In an instant, the stone broke into pieces and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Hashirama lowered his eyebrows, looked at the stones scattered on the ground, and whispered in frustration: Alas, even if there were any traces left, they would have been destroyed by the attacks of the tailed beasts. What clues can we find?

? Hmm? Hashirama blinked, suddenly thought of something, and smiled excitedly.

Deep in a quiet forest, towering trees rise into the clouds, and dense branches and leaves interweave into a rolling sea of ​​trees. The sunlight shines through the layers of leaves, casting mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery and tranquility to this dense forest.

In this silence, except for the rustling sound of wind blowing through the leaves, even the chirping of birds and animals seemed to have disappeared. However, beneath this seemingly peaceful appearance, there was an imperceptible movement hidden.

Under the thick tree canopy, a giant beast as big as a hill was curled up on the soft grass and sleeping soundly. He had a strange appearance, like a giant slug, but with six milky white tails, each of which emitted a strong chakra fluctuation, looking extremely evil and huge.

The giant beast's breathing was low and powerful, and every breath seemed to vibrate the air around it. Although he was asleep at the moment, everything around him could not escape his perception.

Any movement, any tiny sound, would be captured by him keenly, but he didn't seem to care about it. He just continued to immerse himself in his own dreams, because there were basically no creatures in this world that could cause harm to him, except for his few "brothers".

There was a sudden noise at the edge of the forest, which instantly woke up the originally quiet forest. The animals were frightened and fled in all directions, crying out in fear.

The giant beast trembled its tentacles, as if disturbed by the noise from the outside world, but it still maintained a leisurely posture, its six milky white tails swayed gently, and it continued to sleep peacefully.

Rumble!

The noise became louder and louder, the sound was getting closer and closer, the ground began to shake slightly, the vibration became more and more intense, countless small stones were shaken and bounced, as if foreshadowing an impending disaster.

The giant beast began to feel a little impatient, and its six thick tails swung in the air. Each swing was as powerful as thunder, and the ground was torn apart by the force, leaving deep marks.

His antennae trembled slightly, as if capturing the movements around him. The surroundings were filled with the familiar scent of the forest - the fresh smell of earth, the fragrance of leaves, and that faint feeling of wetness.

No humans, or other animals, came near.

The giant beast curled up its huge body again, with its six tails naturally sticking to the ground, trying to continue to immerse itself in endless sleep. This was the tranquility he longed for and the home he had been looking for for a long time.

But at this moment, countless green vines emerged from the woods like a tide. These vines were huge in number and entangled with each other, forming a dense green ocean. They pounced towards the giant beast with their fangs and claws, as if they wanted to swallow this behemoth.

The giant beast was awakened. He quickly spread his body and waved his six thick tails in the air. The huge force easily destroyed a large area of ​​vines.

However, these vines seemed to have life. They continued to rise one after another, fearless of death. When the vines in front fell, more vines emerged from the woods behind. They rushed towards the giant beast in an endless stream, trying to restrain him.

With a puff, the vines finally succeeded in climbing onto the giant beast's snow-white body. However, this seemingly powerful attack did not cause any harm to the giant beast.

The moment the vines touched the body of the giant beast, they seemed to be dissolved by some mysterious force, fell to the ground powerlessly, and broke into a pool of juice.

The sound of puffing continued to be heard, and countless vines rushed towards the giant beast one after another, but they all disappeared the moment they touched him. The giant beast seemed to be a little impatient with the harassment of these endless vines, and the area where its mouth appeared to be began to wriggle, as if it was gathering strength.

Suddenly, the giant beast sprayed a large amount of mucus towards the forest. With a sizzling sound, all the trees that were touched by the mucus instantly emitted thick smoke, and then fell down with a loud bang, and a large piece of vines behind them also fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

A bare patch of land mysteriously appeared in the dense forest. The vines that were once full of vitality had now all collapsed on the ground. With just one strike, not only were the surrounding vines cleared, but part of the forest was also destroyed.

The giant beast did not relax its vigilance because of its temporary victory. Its whole body was pressed against the ground, its head was held high, its tentacles were shaking, and it was staring fixedly at the dark forest.

There is something dangerous out there!