[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

Obito walked in the settlement of Uchiha, and a few traces of emotion came up in his heart.

It’s unbelievable that after he “died” for so many years, it still maintains the same scenery here. The meatball shop on the corner is now closed, but the sweet smell wafting from inside tells Obito that this shop is still open. In operation, and did not go out of business.

It's just that it's late at night, everything is still, and Obito restrains himself, and after a few turns, he arrives at his former home.

He landed lightly in the yard, hidden in the shadows, and there were two people in the room talking in a low voice.

What they are talking about is the great change of the Uchiha clan recently. Perhaps because of being in his own home, Shisui's mood is more relaxed, which shows that he did not deliberately blur some information.

"Recently, the attitude of the patriarch and the elders is a bit strange."

Zhishui is a more euphemistic way of saying it. If he describes it bluntly, then in his eyes these elders are a typical failure of facial expression control, giving him a feeling that he seems to have won the jackpot by buying a lottery ticket but has to hold back. Feel.

"Ah."

Itachi also felt the same way. His father seemed to want to practice some new ninjutsu with him recently, but every time it came to the teaching step, Uchiha Fugaku could always find various reasons to leave and leave Itachi alone.

It was the first time he discovered that his father had such a tangled character, Itachi deliberately spared time to observe what happened, and found that the unsmiling Uchiha patriarch would snicker from time to time, of course, he concealed it very well and was never caught Others have.

"Knew it."

Zhishui pulled his hair in some distress, and made the already messy hairstyle look more like a chicken coop: "But judging from their mood, it should be something good."

"...I hope so."

Squeezing between his eyebrows, Itachi felt a little tired: "But father and the elders have had too much contact recently, and Konoha seems to be thinking too much."

"After all..." Zhishui also remained silent for a while, "It's not an option to go on like this. We can't pin our future on some short-lived characters."

"We always have to walk the road by ourselves. We are the young generation of Uchiha. If even we get discouraged, what will others do!"

A slap on Itachi's back made Itachi's expression distort for a moment.

"Tomorrow, I will be a tour guide for that noble lord, so I'm here today, you should go home quickly and tell bedtime stories with your baby brother."

"Then I'll go."

After Itachi left, Shisui looked at a photo on the low cabinet next to him, in a daze. In the photo was a boy, his elder brother who had been away for a long time. That bright smiling face would always be full of motivation whenever he saw it.

"Okay, I will continue to work hard tomorrow."

Yawning, Shisui walked into the bedroom.

Obito stood outside the window and listened quietly, and he didn't leave until the people inside breathed evenly and long.

The target is Nanga Shrine.

He didn't tell Hei Ze what he encountered in the country of water, just like what the person pretending to be Mizukage said, doubts about Hei Ze had already arisen in his heart, especially when Uchiha was involved Home, which made him a little more cautious.

Thanks to the first-generation cells that were fused into his body by Uchiha Madara, coupled with his own mastery of Mutun, combined with Sharingan, he entered the clan without any danger.

The stele was hidden underground, and the downward passage was opened in front of him at this moment, and he escaped into a darker place, the only thing he could hear was his own breathing and heartbeat.

Is it so quiet here?

When he came to this place for the first time, Obito felt somewhat uncomfortable. When he was still the tail of the Uchiha family, he never thought that he would be able to walk here unimpeded one day in the future.

After all, only Uchiha's patriarchs and elders are eligible to come and go here, and for him at that time, that was an unattainable dream.

There are quietly burning candles on both sides of the stele, and the simple stele stands in the center. Without opening Sharingan, Obito can only see some superficial things.

Sanwa Sharingan shines brightly. There are many more ways to use Sharingan at the current stage, as well as supporting ninjutsu. When it is opened again, Kaleidoscope Sharingan looks at the stone tablet and there are more things.

"what."

Obito smiled, is this the secret that the Uchiha clan has been hiding underground?

It's just that since Uchiha, few people have been able to open their eyes to the kaleidoscope state, and this stone tablet has been silent here, quietly performing its own tasks.

"Is the Eye of the Moon project behind this?"

He can't see the latter part now. It seems that unless he has Uchiha Madara's eyes, or something more advanced, such as Nagato's reincarnation eyes, he can see the next content.

Obito erased all the traces of his appearance, returned along the original road, and found the hotel where Sosan stayed.

Since Zongsan revealed his noble status at the gate of Konoha, for the sake of the relationship between the two countries, Konoha had no choice but to protect this seemingly weak nobleman, and the highest standards were used for food and lodging, that's it , They also sent people to guard outside.

"Did you go drilling?"

There was a faint earthy smell in the air, Zong San frowned slightly, turned the book in his hand and put it aside: "How, have you seen what you want to know?"

"These eyes are not enough."

Obito drew the outline of the eyes through the mask: "My Sharingan is not enough to see the content behind, but now I am more curious about the identity of your master. see through things."

"Because he is God's own son."

Zongsan replied lazily: "Luck is the best in the world, and strength is about the same. Even if there is someone who surpasses him, he will lose to him inexplicably at the last moment."

"If you're his subordinate, I guess you don't need to work so hard to find team members for development. He can help you catch the tail beast and realize the Moon Eye plan."

"Heh." Obito sat down against the wall and smiled disdainfully, "If you're really that strong, why don't you just knock down this world."

"Don't you think we haven't thought about this possibility?" Zong San pushed back the loose hair on his shoulders, "It's just that the Lord doesn't want to, he loves watching the excitement more than conquering the world, and the excitement of the world is nothing to watch So bring us over to watch."

"Are we the monkeys in your eyes?"

"Monkey? I won't allow you to say that about yourself."

After Zongsan finished speaking, Obito was surprised, but this old-fashioned foreigner didn't understand the stalk of this domineering president, and instead moved a little further because of this sentence.

"Just kidding."

Taking the topic lightly, Zongsan explained a few more sentences about the monkey problem: "Because we came from other places, so when I looked at what you insisted on as an outsider, I felt that there was probably something wrong with you. .”

"Obviously possessing strong military force, and also the core force in the battle between countries, you, as ninjas, still limit yourself to the control of daimyo, which is a bit ridiculous."

"Don't use your lack of ability to rule as an excuse. The total number of ninjas is much less than that of ordinary people, but compared with the nobles of the noble class, you are much more."

"Among so many people, you can't even find a person with a faster brain. Maybe you really only see yourself as a tool in the hands of others, and forget that you are also a human being."

"Really?" Obito lowered his eyes halfway, "Your statement is a bit new, but what can we do if we don't become ninjas with chakra flowing in our bodies?"

"According to what you said, does it mean that I, who holds a sword, can only take killing as my goal in life?"

Zong San's fingers slid on the scabbard: "Before I met the Lord, I really thought so. As Fusangshen incarnated by swords, our mission of being born in this world is to expel the retrograde army and protect history."

Obito silently put his chin back from shock. If he heard correctly just now, the person in front of him, who is both good looking and powerful, is not a human?

I suddenly felt a cloudy wind blowing, it must be my illusion.

"When your world is artificially limited to a certain circle, and someone keeps telling you that you can only stay here, then over time you forget that you can do other things."

"Whirlpool face, think about your true thoughts."

The one-sided chat stopped abruptly in the middle, Zongsan took his knife and went to the next room to sleep, leaving Obito alone to think about the other party's words in the moonlight.

Is there any chance for me to turn back now?

The way to go back is blocked by himself, who will accept him again, a person who tries to subvert the ninja world, no matter which village he is in, he can't tolerate it.

I have no way out.

Uchiha Obito is more and more aware of this fact. He is not as lucky as Sozo, and when he reaches a dead end, there are still people who are willing to extend his hand to him and pull him out of the abyss.

There is only one way forward for me.

But before that, let's find a chance to kill Heijue.

Nine Lamas stretched their arms and legs, and their nine fluffy tails swayed in the wind, looking extremely soft.

Naruto looked at the nine-tailed fox rolling in the air, and at his stomach, and felt that what Cangli said about letting the nine-tailed fox come out was not as scary as he imagined.

"I said it's just a projection."

Cang Li tried hard to explain: "You can touch him, and you will find that there is no entity, because he still stays in your stomach. As for the principle of this projection, let's not go into it. We can say what we want to say. It didn't stop for days."

"It's a strange feeling."

It feels real when Kurama touches the grass, or sticks to other things. It really makes him, an old antique, unable to believe that the main body is still in the stomach of Jinjuriki. However, the real feeling is one aspect, his body will still pass through. Physical objects, unable to attack and move.

"Teacher Cangli, Shouhe said that he also wants to come out."

Shouhe, who has been pretending to be obedient in front of Cangli, shared the vision with Gaara. Seeing that the Kurama was able to run out and enjoy his freedom, he was also very jealous, so he asked Gaara to ask Gaara to help him.

"If you can promise not to come out to make trouble when Gaara sleeps in the future, I'll let you out for some fresh air."

Shouhe thought about it, I can go out to breathe air, what else am I doing, and nodded frantically in agreement.

A golden light split into two halves, one half entered Gaara's forehead, and the other half entered Shuzuru's body.

A pure fool.

Jiu Lama licked his claws, looked at Shuhe who had signed an unbreakable contract as if looking at a mentally handicapped child, and when Shuhe came out by himself, he would know what he promised.

Shukaku, who happily ran out of Gaara's body, just wanted to pat the two trees to have fun, but found that he was just a small ball, and even more horrified, he found that he couldn't touch anything.

In the next second, he cried into a tearful civet cat.