[Comprehensive] This plot is absolutely wrong

Uchiha Madara's eyes darkened, and he whispered: "Shut up." Seeing that Senju Bashima was still chattering, Uchiha Madara bit his lips directly, but this time, he carefully did not bite his lips. Hurt him, but sum up the experience of the two kisses just now, recall the reaction of Senshou Zhujian, and the tip of the tongue sweeps towards the palate of Qianshou Zhujian.

Qianshou Zhujian trembled, it was very itchy.He put his hand on Uchiha Madara's shoulder, as if he wanted to push him back, but he was still a little bit reluctant to part with this rare closeness.After only a moment of hesitation, Uchiha Madara did not raise his eyelids, but raised his hand and pressed that hand to the side of the pillow.

Qianshou Zhujian whimpered in discomfort. With his physique, he didn't pay attention to pain and injuries.But touching the upper jaw from time to time was really itchy, which made him a little unbearable.

There was a slight smile in Uchiha Madara's eyes, humming.

He still uses Zhu Jian to teach?

I think before Uchiha Shin took him to Huajie, he gave him a good knowledge of this area, although it was between men and women.However, there is no difference between men and men, at most some areas need to be improved.

Don't doubt a Uchiha's ability to learn.

Madara Uchiha raised his body, licked the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely: "Continue?"

Although it was so itchy that he really wanted to explode chakra, Senju Hashirama, who was looking forward to the next thing, pressed his tongue hard on his roof, and said happily: "Of course continue."

Uchiha Madara: Then I'm not polite.

The deserted house that has not heard human voice for a long time finally ushered in human voice again.

In the courtyard, the paper figurine Shikigami was holding a big broom full of three of them, and was waving the broom vigorously. It was so thin that it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it away, but the paper figurine shikigami did its work very neatly.After a few swipes, the fallen leaves on the bluestone were swept into the grass.

At this time, the sun is just right.

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These days, Emperor Ichijo has been waiting for Uchiha Madara to appear.

The trees that grew up on both sides of the Rashomon Gate in an instant, after being identified by Shinto and Onmyoji, it was determined that the pure aura lingering in Heian-kyo originated from these two sacred trees, which have the effect of warding off ghosts.The inexhaustible ghosts at Rashomon have disappeared completely, and there is no place as clean as Rashomon in the big and safe Kyoto.

The people's respect and love for the emperor became more and more fanatical, and they believed that the emperor was the son of God who came to bring blessings to this land.And the ministers of the court who followed Fujiwara Michijo to make trouble for the emperor from time to time, honestly put out their thoughts of fighting against each other, and wrote letters from time to time to express their loyalty, and they had long since left behind Fujiwara Michijo who dared to take the fox demon to the palace. .

The day of Mr. Fujiwara's return is far away.

However, in a few days, Emperor Yiyi really tasted the power in his hands and the taste of arbitrariness in the world. Even if he is calm, he can't help but feel a little elated.Fortunately, he wasn't some sugar-coated cannonball that could hit people who didn't know where to go.

An emperor sat in the ruins of the Qingliang Temple for an hour in his coat at night, and his dizzy head calmed down.

Frankly speaking, based on those few miracles, Shendao and Yinyang Dao believe in the fact that he is protected by the gods.The courtiers are in awe, and the people are in awe. Even if he didn't achieve much during his reign, the future history books will not begrudge the pen and ink, and will be full of praise for him.

As a person in power, who doesn't understand that trick.

Emperor Yichi recalled all the scenes in that illusion.

He used to have ambitions, but the government was controlled by powerful officials, which made it difficult for him to express his ambitions.Now the courtiers are not his hindrances, and an emperor is gearing up and eager to try.

But before doing it, he wanted to have another chat with Mr. Neiyu.

After all, Mr. Nei Yu contributed a lot to his success today.He is not the type to cross rivers and tear down bridges, he has a premonition that his success in the future depends on how much Nei Yujun will help him.

However, after waiting for seven days in a row, Mr. Neiyu, who was elusive, never knew whether it was a human, a ghost or a demon, never appeared.Anxious, Emperor Yiyi couldn't help wondering if the quality of the enchantment constructed by Yinyangliao this time was so good that even that person was blocked from it.

Several of the imperial juniper fans were pinched and broken, and one of the emperor's fans couldn't sit still.He waved his hand to summon the servant, and ordered him to send a message to Dr. Yinyangliao, asking him to remove the barrier covering the Imperial Palace.

The servant looked confused, remove the barrier?That is the barrier that protects the Imperial Palace from being infested by ghosts. After removing it, wouldn't the Emperor's safety factor plummet!

An emperor waved impatiently, telling him to hurry up and deliver the message.

As soon as the servant stood up, his body shook, and he fell to the ground with a slap, and passed out.

Emperor Yiyi was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the man who gradually revealed his figure, overjoyed.

"Mr. Neiyu, let me wait."

Uchiha Madara: Is the Emperor not sick?

The morning light is faint, and the morning breeze is blowing on the face, as gentle as the breath of a sympathizer on the face.

In the courtyard, weeds are overgrown, and the height of the wanton growth is even higher than the wall, showing vigorous vitality.Early in the morning, the paper figurine shikigami held a big broom and tirelessly swept the bluestone floor, sweeping away the dust and fallen leaves that fell on it before he stopped.

The sunlight crossed the eaves, passed through the bamboo curtains, and shone into the room with simple furnishings and only one bedding.

On the blue quilt, Senju Bashima was lying on it wearing only a white undergarment, in a big character-shaped sleeping position, which was extremely heroic, but it couldn't block the harassment of the sun.He frowned, grunted, and rubbed the pillow, groping around with one hand.

After failing to touch anything, Senjujuma groaned and opened his eyes.

The other side of the bed was empty and the mattress was cold.

Qianshou Zhujian blinked, and slowly got up.

The belt of the white undershirt was loosely tied around the waist, revealing most of her honey-colored chest mottled with red marks. Qianshou Zhujian stood up with slow movements, and staggered to the wooden corridor.

Compared with the coolness in the house, the corridor under the sun is much warmer.

Senshou Zhujian sat slowly on the corridor, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the paper figurine Shikigami diligently cleaning the courtyard for a while. He slumped his shoulders and murmured: "I'm so hungry..."

Uchiha has always been known for their calmness, even when they become enthusiastic, their manner of expression is extremely reserved.Senjujuma thinks he understands Madara's Uchiha-like enthusiasm, but last night, no, these few days - forgive him for not remembering exactly how many days - Madara's enthusiasm was too much for his immortal body.

Senjujuma felt in a trance that Madara was like a burning Amaterasu fire, which almost burned him to ashes.

If it is said that he could clearly feel Madara's jerkyness at the beginning, then Madara after that seemed to be self-taught, and the skillful technique forced him to walk on a tightrope, and the pleasure almost overwhelmed his mind.

Just look at the red marks on his body to know how hard Madara has been working these days!

The resilience of the immortal body is against the sky?

It's ok.

Madara used the power of Yin directly, which greatly delayed his body's ability to repair itself, so that there are still marks on his chest.

Of course, courtesy was reciprocated, and Senjujuma also took a bite at Uchiha Madara's shoulder blade.

The power of Yang is full, ensuring that his teeth marks can last at least one day.

Senshou Zhujian showed a smug smile, but rubbed his stomach, the amount of exercise in the past few days was a bit heavy, and he was very hungry.Although he can draw strength from nature to meet his physical needs, he never uses this method to "eat" unless he has to.

There was a sound of "dump, tread, tread" from the wooden corridor, and Senshou Hashima raised his eyelids, only to see a palm-high paper figurine shikigami running in front of him carrying a red lacquered food box.

Senshou Zhujian's spirit lifted.

Stretching out his hand to open the food box, Senshou Bashima looked inside, and his face immediately sank.

On the plate in the food box, there are sushi cut into small pieces and neatly arranged.The fried skin wrapped in oil is golden, and the white rice is dotted with black sesame and peanut kernels. The sweet and slightly sour aroma is tangy.

That's sushi, a whole plate of sweet and sour bean curd sushi, Madara's favourite.

Xiandang Senshou Zhuma looked at the bean curd sushi listlessly, feeling a lot of pressure.

Seeing the paper figurine shikigami standing in front of him seriously with the food box on his head, Senju Hashirama had no choice but to reach out and pick up a piece of beancurd sushi and put it into his mouth.After chewing twice quickly, Senshou Zhujian stretched his neck and swallowed the tofu skin sushi.

so sweet...

If it wasn't for the fact that Senshou Zhujian had lived a hard life and cherishing food had become a habit, he would have dug a hole to bury this plate of bean curd sushi and destroy the corpse.

Sighing, Qianshou Zhujian felt extremely resentful.

In the past two days, how can he say that he also "worked hard and made great achievements", and in the end, he was given this?

and many more!

Senjujuma's nose moved. The sweet and greasy aroma of bean curd sushi seemed to be mixed with a familiar smell?

Senshou Zhujian looked carefully at the red lacquered wooden food box. There seemed to be something under the plate.

Reaching out his hand to take out the plate of beancurd sushi, Senju Bashima looked at it again, and immediately burst into tears.

Under the plate full of bean curd sushi, isn't he the mushroom mixed rice that he has been thinking about.

"Madara..." Senju Bashima looked at the bowl of mixed rice with mushrooms in his hand, and then at the red lacquered wooden food box.I saw the sign of platycodon and a few small Sanskrit characters engraved on the inside of the food box, obviously it was a simple formation.In addition to the function of heat preservation, it can also isolate the smell.Senshou Zhuma picked up a piece of tofu skin sushi and destroyed the formation, which made the smell of mushroom mixed rice spread out.

In other words, if Senjujuma didn't move the tofu skin sushi, he would never find the mushroom mixed rice inside.

The corner of Qianshou Zhujian's mouth twitched, as for it?

Pushing the bean curd sushi to the side, Senju Zhuma picked up the mixed rice with mushrooms and ate happily.

After replenishing his strength, Senshou Zhujian lay back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Such a day is really depraved.

Just thinking about it, Uchiha Madara came back.

Senju Bashima tilted his head, and looked at Uchiha Madara who did not take the usual way even in his own house, and climbed over the wall and entered the yard.

"Wake up." Uchiha Madara walked up to Senju Hashirama, leaned over, and exchanged a kiss very naturally.He had to say, kissing and hugging, the sauce and sauce tasted very good, even if it was Uchiha Madara, he also regretted being late.

Senju Bashima obviously liked Madaradu's intimacy with him very much, his eyes were full of smiles, and he put his arms around his neck.

After a while, Madara Uchiha raised his head, the corners of his lips were already bright red.He smacked his lips, glanced at the tofu skin sushi and the clean bowl that had only moved a little, and complained softly, "It's salty."

Uchiha Madara's rare childishness made Senju Hashirama laugh so hard that his shoulders trembled, and the hand on Uchiha Madara's back exerted a little force, and Senju Hashirama pressed Uchiha Madara on the corridor.

Uchiha Madara let him do what he did, slightly raised lips, and soft eyes made this extremely aggressive and handsome face extremely soft, removed the cold sharpness, and only the creator's meticulous care remained. The painted countenance comes.

But what is more exciting than this handsome face is the soft light in his eyes.

Qianshou Zhujian's heart was burning slightly, the corners of his lips were pursed into a smug smile, and he said in a low voice, "It's good that Madara is sweet."

Uchiha Madara snorted softly, and a smile slowly spread in his eyes.

The author has something to say: how cryptic, how CJ, driving and so on are all floating clouds

Zhu Di: How obsessed are you with sweets?

Mr. Madara: Hmph, the sweet party is not as knowledgeable as the salty party╭(╯^╰)╮