[Naruto] Chronicle of Wood

When Ye Zimu returned home, Feijian was checking the tailed beasts in the pool. He turned his head when he heard the door opening, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the person in his elder brother's hand: "Sure enough."

Different from the reaction when he noticed Madara's aura and ran away worryingly or was dissatisfied with inquiries at the beginning, Token's tone that he had become used to was calm, and after seeing Madara's breath, he turned his gaze back to Ye Zimu: "It's so early."

"It can be dealt with at night." Ye Zimu shook his head, closing the door behind him and asked, "What's wrong with Jiji, he looks very uncomfortable."

"Too much to eat." Feijian replied, while waving away the tentacles that were protruding secretly, because there were a few more tentacles that came over, he ignored the conversation with Ye Zimu, and after knocking them down, he warned the half-dead Jiji who was lying in the pool , "Think about stealing food again and drain the water in your body."

The threatened little sandpiper showed an aggrieved expression in his round and black eyes: the chakra in the Thousand Hands is too tempting, it can't help it.

"Did you hear?"

Feeling a chill in his heart, Isata silently retracted his tentacles, swallowed his saliva and covered the tentacles on the shell to admit his mistake.

This kind of cuteness can't impress Feijian.

"I have already told you that you are not allowed to swallow chakras of other attributes." As Isata's food source and breeder, Tobuma said with a straight face, "Hold it now."

Isota showed a painful expression, and the remaining tentacles hit the water twice.

This virtue.

Ignoring the rambunctious Isato, Tomona got up and walked into the bedroom.

"What's the matter with him?" Asked Tomama, who noticed that Uchiha Madara's state was not right at close range, "The battle just now didn't seem very intense?"

"You didn't fight with me." Ye Zimu was taking out the quilt from the cabinet, and he knew he had misunderstood when he heard Fei Jian's question, he said, "I'm like this when I see him, do you know where Quan Nai is?"

"I haven't contacted you recently, so I don't know very well." Fujian leaned against the door rail, "What's wrong?"

"That's troublesome." Ye Zimu, who thought Quanna was a fire extinguisher, was a little confused when he heard this, and he stopped, "Uchiha Madara (original) is hard to explain."

"Explain what?" Hearing this, Tokina felt a little inexplicable, "What actions have been taken against Uchiha recently?"

"It's not this." Ye Zimu put down the quilt in his hand, "He's not Madara."

I felt that either I heard it wrong or my elder brother was in a state of confusion and folded his hands on his chest. He looked at Madara Uchiha expressionlessly for a while, and after repeated perceptions many times, he looked at Ye Zi as if you were okay. Mu.

"Aren't you researching the limit of space recently?" Ye Zimu pointed to the spot on the bed and explained, "This is a spot from another world."

Tobori: "..."

"What did you do?" Senju Hashirama, who came from another world, was stunned at the Uchiha patriarch who was close at hand.

Still this answer.

This made the Uchiha patriarch upset, and he looked up and down the first generation with extremely critical eyes.

Hashirama looked back quietly at Madara: Such a look without malice and disgust is a memory from a long time ago.

The first generation who didn't know what recalled the past showed some smiles.

Seeing this, Madara, who thought Senjujuma was tantalizing, bit his ear: "Huh?"

too close!

The first generation with itchy ears put both hands in front, but stopped there because he didn't know whether to push. He smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers and was a little flustered: "Stand back a little first, Madara."

It was rejected!

The Uchiha patriarch narrowed his eyes in displeasure, he let go of the collar of the first generation and slapped his backhand so hard that Senju Bashirama took a step back.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it."

After saying this, Madara turned around, his long hair tail took off in a leaping arc, and he walked towards the arched door, his steps were so fast that he seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

"spot!"

Seeing this, the first generation hurried to catch up: "Sorry, that's not what I meant."

"That's not what you mean?" Madara brushed his hair indifferently without looking at Senju Hashirama who was following up, "What does it have to do with me?"

"I..." Being made so difficult and already confused, Qianshou Zhujian didn't know what to say for a while.

This explanation is too slow!

The patriarch Uchiha, who had been adopted long ago, walked faster, and he lost his temper: "Stay away from me."

"Wait!" Although he hadn't fully figured out the situation, the first generation who intuitively knew what to do at this time grabbed Madara's wrist, "I just..." The first generation who didn't know where he was wrong said, "Don't go .”

The pulled Uchiha patriarch raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Senju Hashirama with dissatisfaction.

The first generation's hand was held tightly.

Madara turned around, threw off the shackles and leaned against the porch pillar, he raised his chin and asked, "What do you want to say, Senshou Bashita."

It's like the countless pictures in the memory silhouette are superimposed in front of your eyes.

The first generation calmed down, and then said to the Uchiha patriarch: "I have something to ask you."

When Uchiha Madara woke up, a candle light from a corner of the room shone on his face, he half-opened one eye, sat up and looked back after hearing a slight breathing sound.

Under the faint candlelight, Senjujuma was wearing a white coat, his long black hair fell on the tatami along the arc of his back, his right hand supported his head, and the other hand rested on the scroll.

Uchiha Madara covered his eyes with his hands and groaned in pain.

Ye Zimu, who was about to fall asleep, nodded his head, and he immediately woke up. While putting away the scroll in front of him, he said, "Don't try to use the technique of the Six Paths, the meridians around the eyes of reincarnation have been blocked by me."

"..." Uchiha Madara put down his hand, and with only one eye left, he looked at Ye Zimu, "It's ridiculous."

As he spoke, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc, but he hummed because he still couldn't break through the seal.

Ye Zimu turned around, and seeing the blood under Madara's eyes, he knew that the other party did not believe him.

"Unless you have more chakra than me, you can't unlock it." Ye Zimu stepped forward to wipe off the blood on Uchiha Madara's face, and warned in a gentle tone, "Don't let me take away the last bit of magic from your body, You don't want to be completely blind either, do you?"

Uchiha Madara stared at Patriarch Senshou with his only eye open.

"Very good." Ye Zimu, who felt that the other party stopped self-harming, withdrew her hand, "Rest here for the night, and I will take you to see your brother tomorrow."

Uchiha Madara gave Yuyin's hand a pause under the quilt, and he looked at Senju Hashirama who mentioned this again: "Who are you?"

"Who am I in your eyes?" The Patriarch Senshou who was asked this way laughed, "Although you may not believe the explanation now, this is another world, a world that belongs to your past but does not belong to you." Seeing Uchi With the fleeting confusion on Po Madara's face, Ye Zimu said, "It's similar to Izanagi in the past."

"!"

"You mean..." Madara Uchiha, who hadn't sweated coldly behind his back for a long time, didn't act rashly because he couldn't break through the shackles in his eyes and the threat that the other party radiated just now, he asked, "This is what Uchiha created in the past. world?"

"It's such a world." Ye Zimu nodded, "But it's not just created by your clan. Each of us is faced with many choices every day, and every different choice creates a new possibility. For example, you simultaneously collect To two tasks, choose the result of task A and the result of task B, so as to generate two future possibilities, and the world you are in now is another possibility that you chose in the past."

"..."

"Are there any questions?" Ye Zimu asked Uchiha Madara who was frowning because of thinking.

"Thousand Jujuma never knew the secret of reincarnation." Madara sneered at the strange Senshou patriarch, "I wouldn't say such a bunch of nonsense, even saying it was an illusion would flatter you."

No matter which Uchiha Madara it is, it is merciless to ridicule people.

"Madara has never been as embarrassed as you." Ye Zimu smiled, "Uchiha who can't even protect his eyes is really sympathetic."

Uchiha Madara, who hadn't been stabbed by Senjujuma (mistakenly) in this way, looked at the Senju patriarch who was smiling very sincerely under the candlelight, and had an incredible feeling.

Madara withdrew from the memory of Senju Hashirama somewhat inconceivably, and recalled the picture he saw before in his mind.

Those beautiful encounters in childhood, the painful growth of teenagers, the reunion after becoming the patriarch, and the long wait after the breakup, the despair that killed each other and the memories that were forgotten over time, were pulled back to the present world again a hundred years later The separation and reunion of the battle, the ups and downs, all of a sudden turned into the eye-opening present.

"In short, that's it." The first generation didn't notice Madara's distraction, and he said seriously: "I don't know how to explain it, but I think you will understand, Madara."

Madara, who was replaced, looked at the bright-eyed Ninja God and nodded slightly: "So you are not that bastard at Hashirama."

First Generation:"……"

"No wonder." Madara turned around with some confusion in his heart, while motioning for Hashirama to follow, "I said how could you come here, he..."

The patriarch Uchiha paused, and he suddenly turned back to look at the first generation.

"what happened?"

"You just asked me what time it is now." The Uchiha patriarch smiled, and he recalled the picture he saw in the mind of the first generation just now, "You and I haven't split because of disagreement, but because You value the village too much and I feel that I have deviated from the original track, so I plan to leave you for a while..."

"Mara!" The first generation who heard what Madara said was anxious, "You can't do this, you don't know me..."

Senju Hashirama, who couldn't express the pain and regret of killing Madara, trembled.

"What are you?"

"I'm sorry." Hashirama said to Madara, with guilt and sadness in his eyes, "Don't do this, such a future."

Madara, who understood what the other party was apologizing for, raised her eyebrows: "I will pay attention to avoid unnecessary casualties in the future."

The proud and wanton Uchiha clan leader must not know how happy the first generation is to see him now again, and in any case cannot accept that he has to experience that future again.

"No!" The first generation refused without even thinking about it, and under the Uchiha patriarch's look of controlling me, his tone was soft but firm, "If this is the case, I will definitely stop you."

"Stop me?" Madara smiled, looking at Senju Hashirama, and asked in a playful voice, "Stop the Moon Eye plan or stop you from killing me?"