[Comprehensive] The whole ninja world thought we would be together

For three full days relying on Bingliangwan, Uchiha Madara's heart became a dog.

I knew he would prepare some instant noodles too!

Terrible to die for!

It was raining sporadically and heavily outside, and he stayed in the wooden house built between the pillars, with his back leaning on the chair, and he tapped his fingers on the table.Birds outside stood sheltering from the rain under the eaves nearby, licking their wet feathers.In the end, Uchiha Madara couldn't suppress the irritability in his heart, his black eyes turned bloody, and Sangoudama's Sharingan aimed at the little bird outside.

The bird's movements froze, and the three-gou jade was reflected in the pupils.

On a night of heavy rain, the bird flew into the enchantment cast by Uchiha Madara and landed on his fingertips.

"When the rain stops, go and look around for me."

Uchiha Madara looked at the hazy world outside and sighed.In the situation where he has been unable to contact the outside world, he felt as if he was holding back a fire. Did this idiot Hashirama go to catch the traitor for three days?They told him to prepare the sacrifice, but Hashirama left him with a psychological shadow and strongly urged him to do it himself!

He hadn't seen anyone for three days, and a nameless anxiety engulfed him.

Judging from the history of Konoha Jiancun, "Uchiha Madara" is definitely not as easy to talk to as him.He put himself into the background setting of this world, and then thought about it if he was stabbed from the back by Hashirama, the reason was for Konoha, for righteousness, Uchiha Madara felt that he would smoke every minute.

If he didn't stab Hashirama in the opposite direction, he wouldn't be able to swallow this breath!

Fortunately, Hashirama controls the technique of reincarnation of the dirty soil, as long as he is not stupid enough to unlock the technique and let "Uchiha Madara" be free.

Uchiha Madara propped his chin in the rainy night, thinking boredly: "Hashirama, get it done as soon as possible, don't cause any problems in the end..."

It rained heavily one night.

The air was extremely humid, which made Madara Uchiha a little uncomfortable in the state of reincarnation.

Seeing this situation, Senju Zhuma hurriedly closed the window, but after closing the ventilated place, the room smelled of rouge and gouache, which stimulated the ninja's sensitive nasal cavity.Uchiha Madara sat on the edge of the bed, his hair was dripping with water, and a history book of this world was placed on his lap, as if he knew nothing about what happened next door.

"Um... ah... push hard..."

The bed creaked.

Goblin fights can happen in any hotel.

In order to avoid the rain, Senju Bashima pulled Uchiha Madara to drill here, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so he had to stay first and go out tomorrow.But as soon as he took the key to open the door, he was blinded by the sweet decoration in the hotel, and heard the sound of butt slapping next door at night, and he already regretted picking a hotel at random.

Gritting his teeth, Senju Hashirama said to Madara "I'm going to change rooms", and then he ran away at the speed of a blink.

Not long after the door closed, Uchiha Madara looked towards the door.

After a while, he sneered.

"useless."

In the lobby of the hotel, the lady proprietress placed an exquisite fan and said amusedly, "Master Ninjas, all the people here are lovers."

As soon as Senshou Zhujian put the money bag on the table, the proprietress immediately changed her words.

"Of course there is a room!"

A more advanced room key was handed over to him, and Senshou Zhujian wiped off his sweat and went back to change rooms.

The proprietress covered her lips with a fan, and her brows and eyes painted with heavy makeup had a mature style.Seeing the man in kimono leave, she whispered to the servant next to her, "If it wasn't for a man with him, I would really like to taste this man."

Her servant was a little girl with braids, and she said crisply: "Miss Boss, obviously the man next to him looks better."

The proprietress shook her head, and poked her forehead with a tender finger, "You are too tender, you can't look at a man's face."

The little girl puffed up her cheeks, why not look at her face?

"figure?"

"He has a good eye, he has a pretty good figure, but what is better about him is his attitude."

The proprietress gathered her rather revealing skirts, half-covering the snow-white area, attracting the eyes of countless men.In a place like a hotel where dragons and snakes are mixed, it is dangerous to be too conservative, but... only when facing this new guest with warm eyes, will she want to be dignified.

In contrast, the companion next to this man looked at him with indifference and neglect, as if he was no different from a piece of wood.

Ninja is such an incomprehensible profession.

Killing people, where is it better to be a commoner quietly.

Under the warm light, the proprietress stepped forward to close the door. Day after day, what happened just now was just an episode in my life after all.

Changing to a new room, Senshou Zhujian's ears became much quieter. Looking carefully at the layout of the room, it actually looked like a room that only aristocratic families could afford in his era. "Sure enough, peace is better. Everything is popular, and it is not as scarce as before." He sighed, fell back, and slept on a bed that was not a tatami mat.

Uchiha Madara looked at him indifferently under the light, without saying a word, his writing wheels were dazzlingly red.

"Madara, aren't you going to sleep?"

Senjujuma was a little sad, even if it was a different world, wouldn't it be a great pity if Kazuma couldn't even be friends.Senju Zhuma knew that his ability to become Uchiha Madara's friend, or even a close friend, depended on their acquaintance when they were young.

They are so similar, like-minded, and have lost their relatives in the war, and only one brother is left in the end.

But this world is different.

Quanna is dead.

The world that Madara had propped up for her relatives collapsed.

Establishing a good mental preparation, Senshou Zhujian pointed to another bed next door, "If you don't sleep, let's talk at night by candlelight!"

Uchiha Madara walked in the direction he pointed, as if waiting for him to say something before deciding on the subsequent "death penalty".The back of Senju Bashima's neck felt cold, but seeing that Madara's rain-soaked hair was still dripping, he reflexively took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped the wet ends of his hair.

Uchiha Madara was stunned, his brows moved, and he said inexplicably, "I am reincarnated from the dirt."

Qianshou Zhujian said with a smile: "I know."

Patting the edge of the bed, he sat there carelessly, talking face to face with Madara Uchiha in this world.

First, start with memories.

Uchiha Madara's dignified expression suddenly turned ferocious.

Who the hell wants you to talk about the past!

The story is relatively long, and the content involves the past of the two of them. Even if Uchiha Madara spurned Senju Bashirama's ability to tell stories, his ears still listened unconsciously.The first encounter was due to the fact that they practiced together in the forest alone. In a fight, it was rare to meet someone of the same age who did not know each other.

It is novelty and curiosity.

They got acquainted with an indescribable sense of familiarity, and neither of them revealed their surnames, only their first names.

between columns, spots.

In fact, looking at things now, flaws are everywhere.

Uchiha Madara couldn't bear to look directly at the fact that he was a fool when he was a child. Senju and Uchiha lived at both ends of the forest, and the place where they met was in the middle of the dividing line. There are few other families in this place. No, except for a few corpses flowing from the upper river, it is impossible to see strange boys here.

Coupled with the name "Hashirama", this terrifying fighting talent!Who would be the son of the head of the Qianshou family!However, he actually regarded the other party as a child of an ordinary ninja family, and he was often depressed that as a member of the Uchiha clan, he couldn't beat Hashirama.

Listening, Uchiha Madara heard Hashirama tell about an accidental drowning.

He frowned.

Is there such a thing?How did he remember that the water in Hashirama is very good, and there is no problem in holding it in the water for 10 minutes.

Uchiha Madara, who didn't remember this incident at all, rubbed his forehead, never believing that he was demented.Immediately he heard Senshou Bashirama say the whole story with great enthusiasm: "I was going to hide under the water to scare you, who made you lose to me, and refused to give up the bet to help me pick mushrooms, and then I Not knowing what happened, he choked on the water and fell into a semi-comatose state."

Uchiha Madara urged him: "What about the back?"

With the joy of recalling childhood in the eyes of Senshou Zhuma, he said loudly: "You picked me up and found that I was drowned, so you gave me artificial respiration very decisively."

Uchiha Madara's body froze.

No, he doesn't believe it!She obviously kept her first kiss!

"After I woke up, you pushed me to the ground. I remember hitting the back of my head with a stone, and I almost passed out again." Feeling sad for moody performance since childhood.

Uchiha Madara: "..."

He can understand very well why he would push the other party away if this happened.

As if starting from this incident, the content of Senjujuma's narration gradually deviated from Uchiha Madara's memory.Madara Uchiha's eyes twitched when he heard such a beauty formula, when did he accept Hashirama's beauty formula, and it was specially used to eliminate eye bags and wrinkles?Hell, wasn't he only nine years old at that time!

In this memory, Senjujuma and Uchiha Madara spent a whole year together when they were young, instead of the short few months in Uchiha Madara's memory, and the follow-up of Toboma and Quanna became reasonable However, their private contacts were discovered by the fathers of both parties, and there was an unexpected break.

The two stones that fell from Nanhechuan were engraved with words of escape and ambush respectively.

Until this time——

Uchiha Madara really confirmed that Hashirama's memory is different from his own.

The voice of Qianshou Zhujian softened, and he said slowly: "You opened a hook jade, which scared all of us at that time, and my father's murderous aura was so loud that it made my scalp tingle in an instant. You told me, from now on only Uchiha Madara, let me tell you - Senju Hashirama is still Hashirama, friends are still friends!"

Uchiha Madara fell silent, looking at the wall.

On this night, a hundred years after the past, the lights reflected their shadows on the wall, like two innocent teenagers.The man's voice was still telling another story about the flames of war, "Quenna was too careless that time, and Feijian struck too hard again, almost piercing a vital point, but I helped you rescue Quanna, you were so happy at that time... "

"I exchanged my suicide for your promise. Later, the Senju clan and the Uchiha clan signed an alliance agreement, and there will be no more wars between us!"

"The village was built, and I chose the place where we overlook the forest..."

"You name the village Konoha, and I will name the village leader Hokage."

"Madara, you went with me to collect the tailed beasts. The tailed beasts were distributed to ninja villages in various countries by you and Tobima, but they insisted on money and other benefits. I didn't agree at the time... In the end, you gave me away. Don't talk, I really have no choice..."

"When you stayed in Konoha, Quan Nai was always angry with me, and I exchanged vicious tongues with you. My Hokage Building was demolished many times."

"Madara, I'm so happy, there's nothing we can't do with the two of us!"

……

When the words came to the end of the memory, Senju Zhuma suddenly found that Uchiha Madara's eyes had changed, and the writing round eye disappeared, and it became the round eye.

"who are you?"

Senshou Zhuma touched his nose, and was about to answer——

Uchiha Madara took a breath suddenly, clasped his shoulders suddenly, looked straight at his eyes, and the reincarnation eyes exuded powerful pupil power, "The same chakra, the same soul, you are Hashirama? But why do you remember Completely messed up? Who changed your memory, or..."

He suddenly couldn't speak the next words.

Could it be that Hashirama missed him too much and regretted the past all the time, so he made up such outrageous memories?

In Hashirama's memory, he didn't leave the village, his younger brother didn't die, and his family didn't have a strong protest against him.

Isn't this the most beautiful direction of development...