I am Uchiha Madara

♂nbsp; It's almost dawn, the night is dark, and the morning stars in the sky are getting brighter and brighter.Soon, others in the shrine will rise.Not wanting to get into trouble, Madara bid farewell to Soga Yunqing and Hashirama and left the Akatsuki Shrine.

After they left, the pale golden color in the miko's eyes quickly darkened and turned black, returning to Soga Asami's original eye color.The body that had been possessed all night suddenly lost its support and fell weakly on the table.Particles of bright white light invisible to ordinary people floated out from this body and gathered in the mid-air above to form Su Wo Yunqing's original appearance: scarlet clothes and plain clothes, unparalleled beauty.Her soul was far less thick than before. It was as erratic as a wisp of smoke, so fragile that it seemed like it was about to dissipate at any moment.

But she couldn't care about that for the time being.Familiar fluctuations came from the space, as soft as the tide gradually creeping up and spreading.Suga Yunqing pursed her lips slightly in that direction.

"I'm surprised that you came back to see me. Based on your past actions, I should have been left to fend for myself."

Don't get me wrong~ I just came to see how you died~

""Suwo Yunqing was helplessly silent.

Tsk tsk, as expected, I am almost out of my mind.

"I said too many things that I shouldn't have said and done too many things that I shouldn't have done. I already expected that." Her expression was very calm.

There is still a destination in the underworld after death. If the soul is scattered, nothing will be left. The speaker's words imply malicious provocation. You will never reach this point. Is it worth it?

"It doesn't matter whether it's worth it or not." Su Woyunqing said calmly, "I am very relieved that I can do this for Ayun."

Ha, that kid's luck is really incredible. Even when he was alive, even if he was dead, you still sacrificed for him after so many years.The words that came were clearly depressing, but they soon became arrogantly excited. Even though he knew that he would not get any reward or even see the results, he could still continue to do it without hesitation. Human emotions are so interesting. The god of plug-ins, Su Ga Yunqing, I'm becoming more and more interested in you~

"I regard Ayun as my best friend and only relative. The moment I know the truth, I can't leave him in this situation." Su Wo Yunqing's soul became lighter and lighter, and his voice became softer and softer.However, she was in a good mood and even chuckled: "I can see that you are controlled by those two children. You have never been so well-behaved in front of the Six Paths. You can control the most cunning one. It seems that they are indeed very good. You have the ability. You tailed beasts have an ancient contract with Yu Mingzheng, and you are not allowed to take action on their blood. Under such heavy restrictions, you should not feel comfortable. The child named Uchiha Madara is not as easy to talk to as Ayun."

Miaowu was so verbose that the mental fluctuations were strong. Sugao Yunqing's soul swayed and became blurred. For the first time, an expression called pain appeared on her beautiful face.I really can’t bear it. Shouldn’t you ask Nekomata-sama for help at this time? Nekomata-sama is omnipotent. Meow, I can’t stand it without opening my mouth to beg for mercy. I really want to die. What kind of ghost are you nagging like you before you die? You can’t get to the point.

Following the words came a flash of blue light, and the lightning and thunder quickly rolled up the remnant soul that was almost dispersed in smoke and disappeared.

Madara paused and looked at Hashirama as if aware.

"What's wrong?" Hashirama followed the direction of his gaze and saw Nekomata sleeping on his shoulder.Nekomata's beard twitched and shrank back into his shoulders, looking as pitiful as he could get.It's a pity that it's hard for Hashirama to feel pity for it now, so he just picked it up, shook his hair and handed it to Madara.

With four claws fluttering in the air, Mao turned his mosquito-repellent eyes to meet Madara's cold gaze. His whole body was suddenly agitated, feeling as if the other person's eyes were seeing through everything, looking through him up and down.

Nekomata: Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I am almost despairing of this darkened world.

Madara glanced at it twice, and the corners of his lips curled up in a subtle arc. "What happened to Su Wo Yunqing?"

Oh, monster, do you dare to hit the point right away? Nekomata covered his face with his paws and groaned depressedly, "Anyway, he's not dead, meow~"

"Sure enough, I checked and you care about her very much." Nekomata's light words silenced her completely, and she leaned into Hashirama's hand and pretended to be dead.

After receiving so much incredible information at once, Hashirama knew that Madara's mood was complicated beyond words.He didn't say anything along the way to disturb Uchiha Madara, a proud man like him, not to mention it wasn't an urgent matter, he just wanted to wait quietly for him to sort it out on his own.This is Senju Hashirama's unique gentleness and tacit understanding.

The sky in the east is dim and bright, and the houses and trees in the town slowly become clearer in this light fish white. There are still not many people who wake up.Madara and Hashirama were walking on the street, and they could hear the sound even if their footsteps were a little heavier.People who live in comfortable and peaceful places generally have a slower pace of life.If it were Muyun Castle, Izumo City in the Land of Thunder, breakfast stalls would fill the street right now.But here, the two of them walked all the way from the center of Zhongxiao District to Xiyao District before they saw a breakfast shop that had just opened, and the kneaded buns had not yet been put in the basket.

Feeling a little hungry, Madara took out the Bingliang Pill, looked at it and put it back: You can't eat this all the time, it's not good for your stomach.Thinking that he hadn't eaten seriously in the past ten days, he couldn't help but sigh: "Hashirama, I want to eat your cooking."

"There is no stock at our residence, and the vegetable seller didn't come out until at least an hour later." Hashirama regretted a little, "I should have prepared it as soon as I arrived." They were all disturbed by the female ghost incident and had no time to think about this.

By the way, Hashirama, why do you know so well the time and place of selling vegetables? Didn’t you come to Yu no Kuni for two days? A ninja and the head of a big family is so virtuous and a good man at home.

"Forget it, let's make do." Madara pulled Hashirama to sit in the shop and asked the boss to serve two bowls of porridge.Without side dishes or side dishes, the porridge is also the simplest white porridge.The cat moved again and tried to rub against it, but was frozen in place by Madara's cold snort.

After receiving Nekomata's sad look, Hashirama blinked and asked Madara: "Will the tailed beast die if it doesn't eat food?"

Madara was stirring the porridge with chopsticks, and white hot steam came out.Hearing this, without even glancing at a certain Nekomata who was pretending to be pitiful, he said, "I can't die."

"That's good." Hashirama said, taking his own bowl.

Nekomata's paws that were about to move towards the bowl of porridge froze in mid-air, and stared at Hashirama in disbelief: How could he, ah, ah, ah, Lord Pluto, Peerless Doren, had a heart that was warm and bright, Senju Hashirama, that he praised back then, and the one in front of him? They are definitely not the same person, right?

"Let's take a rest today and prepare the food pills and water. We will open the underground palace at noon tomorrow." Taking advantage of the breakfast break, Madara thought about the next arrangements and informed Hashirama.

Hashirama was thinking about the recipe for lunch. He nodded when he heard this and continued to look at the book recording local special snacks.

Madara waved his hand to scare away the female ghosts who were trying to sneak in, and took off his clothes all the way to the bathtub.The negative emotions that he had suppressed along the way couldn't wait to pour out. He needed a flush to calm down.

In order to atone for one's sins, no one will feel too comfortable knowing that all the hard work they have done is just compensation for others.This feeling that his destiny seems to be set and invisible, and there is also some kind of ominous premonition of "fetching water from a bamboo basket in vain" and "making a wedding dress for others", especially his heart that is not alarmed by changes, can't help but be malicious. It was boiling, and the bloody desire for destruction that belonged to Uchiha in his blood was about to burst out.

Lowering his head, the blood-red Sharingan was reflected on the water.

Atonement hum

The sound of water in the bath gradually became quieter, and the warm mist cast a thin layer of mist on the door frame.Hashirama gently put down the book in his hand, looked back at the direction of the bath, stood up and walked to Nekomata's side.

The cat lay on the soft cushion again and played with the fur ball, then raised its eyes and said, "Meow~ What's the matter?"

"The entrance to the Death Realm is behind Akatsuki Shrine." Hashirama said firmly, staring at Nekomata's golden eyes.

The cat fiddled with the fur ball's paws again and said, "What next?"

"I am the successor of Wood Release." Hashirama glanced at it, "I am very sensitive to the energy of life." The basis of Wood Release is the energy of life, also called positive power or positive energy.In a world where life can survive, this type of energy is everywhere.Sensing this type of energy in the area and using it to reduce one's own chakra loss is a natural reaction after practicing Mu Dun to the extreme.From the moment he arrived at Akatsuki Shrine, he "saw" a dead place that was incompatible with the active energy of life throughout the shrine.

"what do you want to say in the end"

"In addition to the energy of life and the entrance to the realm of death, I also saw a very chaotic place." Hashirama recalled, frowning slightly, "The gray aura made people dizzy, and the intricate lines were entangled and strangled." The description is very descriptive. It's abstract, but the cat understands it again, "In short, it's not like the world of life, nor is it a complete world of death. I can't get close. I can only feel the danger is very dangerous." The gentle aura around him seemed to be stagnant, and his dark eyes were calm. It was dark, but the oppression coming from deep within made Mao flinch. Looking again, it seemed to be his own illusion.

"I don't care what purpose you have for him. I have only one sentence for tomorrow: Is the situation that arises within the scope of our power to solve it?"

Life and death were major matters involving rules. No matter how strong he was, he could not guarantee that Madara and himself could escape unscathed. After all, they were still mortals and could not escape the fate of life and death.If it weren't for Madara, he probably would never get involved in such spatial secrets in his life. Life is short and there are too many things to do.

What's even more terrible is that what Suga Yunqing said was inconsistent with what he discovered. He didn't fully understand Yu Mingzheng's affairs yet, so he couldn't tell whether it was an intelligence error or if there was a deeper meaning.

"Ah, that's a difficult question to answer." Nekomata scratched his chin with his paws and smiled slyly, "Let's put it this way, he will be fine, but you may not be fine, nya~"

Thinking about it, no matter how severe Yu Mingzheng's so-called test was, it could not end the life of his descendant Jin Gui.Hashirama felt relieved and was not worried about Nekomata's "threat" in the second half of his sentence.Nekomata looked at his expression that had returned to its normal state, "I'm worried about that cunning bastard, why don't you just ask him about these things?"

Hashirama said hesitantly: "After all, it is his family's business." He could ask questions about personal matters without concern. Once the family was involved, Senju Hashirama, as the head of a large family, would have too much to think about.Once a relationship is too involved with interests, it is very likely to be broken off. He can't help but hesitate to move forward and be cautious about the latest chapter of Green Godfather.

Nekomata raised his paw, put it down, raised it again, and finally let out a long sigh. He just wished that his paw could not reach the back of his head so that he could scratch it. He had been with Madara for a long time, so he naturally knew that the bastard had similar concerns.These two, these two, I don’t know what to say. Why are the usually shrewd bastards short-circuiting their IQs at this time? The stupid couple in love. The idiots then thought about the soul of the miko who would rather die than ask for help in the morning. Nekomata Depressed to the point of irritability. "Are all human beings so troublesome? Rory is not simple at all. It's just a matter of hiding from things. You bastard meowed. If you don't tell me, who would know that when all human beings are like Nekomata-sama?" Mind-reading, you two awkward bastards, it’s serious to break up now and stop harassing Nekomata-sama, nya.”

Let’s break up, let’s break up, let’s break up, Nekomata said angrily.Hashirama didn't get angry but smiled, smiling very easily. "Well, you're right."

The cat was dumbfounded and watched him leave. Hey, hey, he was really ready to break up. The cat reacted and crawled on the ground to follow him: No, no, this cold-blooded and sinister scum master, if he knew that it was me who instigated it, I would be worse off than dead.

Putting aside the unintelligible theories about atonement, and the moral integrity of his ancestors that was comparable to the reincarnation of the Holy Father and the rebirth of Jesus, there is absolutely no derogatory meaning. Madara's thoughts escaped from the historical stories that seemed to be myths, and returned to the normal thinking circuit of power and hegemony. middle.

Su Wo Yunqing did not know the exact location of the imperial mausoleum, because the "imperial mausoleum" was not a physical building, but a unique space between the worlds of life and death.But she told Madara three ways to enter the imperial mausoleum: one is to find the underground palace, and you can enter after passing the test; the other is to find the "escaping one" and use blood to communicate with the power of the ancient contract to open the space channel, but only within Yu Mingzheng's bloodline.If he wanted to go in with Hashirama, he could only take the underground palace route.Of course, the simplest and crudest way is to gather the power of the tailed beast to directly break the shackles of space. Considering that this method is too destructive, it is best not to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

The so-called riddle pointing to the location of the underground palace also points to a location that escaped.Although it is said that opening the underground palace "needs to open four mechanisms at the same time," the "escaped one" is the core of this formation that covers the continent.For thousands of years, this huge and secret formation has been operating all the time, and the entrance to the so-called underground palace or imperial mausoleum is also changing all the time.Thinking of this, Madara sneered inwardly.He did not believe that a soul that had been dead for more than 500 years and could not cross the Yinchi, the border of Yuno Country, could find out such secret information.In other words, there are probably others behind the scenes.

Things are getting more and more complicated.

He keenly sensed something unusual, but it didn't show on Ban's face, but his thoughts turned over and over again, and finally it turned into a shallow sigh.So what? Even though he knew there was a problem, he couldn't help but jump down: time was running out, he could afford to wait, but the people behind him couldn't afford to wait.Once you take this road, you can't turn back.Telling Hashirama his premonition would only make one more person worry.

Naturally, Madara has always been accustomed to taking everything under control when the boat reaches the bridge, and Madara, who has always scorned such proverbs, comforted himself for the first time: In addition to layout and arrangement, life should also need a little stimulation and challenge, right?

isn't it?

isn't it?

He's not a ghost. Let me know who is plotting behind his back. I definitely want him to look good. He rubbed his aching temples, Madara gritted his teeth and thought.

A vague figure appeared outside the door, followed by the young man's slightly deep voice, "Madara."

Hashirama Madara immediately put away his negative emotions and his voice was as calm as ever: "What's the matter?"

"Let's talk after we come out." He put his hand on the door frame, and the moist moisture leaking out wet his fingertips. The remaining hesitation in Hashirama's heart disappeared after he spoke.He pursed his lips and made up his mind: what should be solved must be solved, and silent concession is not a long-term solution.

Upon hearing this, Madara stood up directly from the bathtub, wrapped himself in some clothes and opened the door regardless of what he was wearing.Seeing his white cotton yukata smeared with water stains, and his fairer skin than that of an ordinary man looming, Hashirama turned his face slightly unnaturally.

"Tell me." Madara said as he walked towards the main hall.He and Hashirama are both people who don't talk much about anything, so they must have something important to come here at this time.But this time he guessed wrong.