[Hokage] I'm Madara Uchiha

Most of the Land of Earth is covered by desolate rock walls, crossing the country border line with jagged rock walls, the field of vision suddenly becomes much more open.Compared with the rolling hills of the Land of Fire, the dense forests of the Land of Thunder, or the numerous swamps in the Land of Water, the difficulty of concealment in the land of the Land of Earth is second only to the Land of Winds filled with yellow sand.

Because most of the rocks exist along the national border, the transportation inside and outside the soil is inconvenient.It took seven days to come here, and as an outsider, Hashirama received the attention second only to Muye Village, not to mention that this outsider is very good-looking!

Smiling and thanking an old man for the clear water—the water in the land of land is also very precious—Hashirama began to ask the locals about the location of the nearby hotel.Not far from the mission location, he needs a little rest.

"Hotel? Cough! It's a good thing you're asking me, other people don't necessarily know what it is!" the old man said, "There are very few people here, so what's the use of a hotel? Just find someone to stay overnight. Let me think about it, who else has a vacant room..."

"It won't trouble everyone, will it?"

"Cough! No, no! Look, they are very welcome!"

Glancing around with a glance, the corners of Hashirama's mouth twitched as he looked around curiously.

Without the stimulation of crazy money-gathering behavior like Uchiha in the original world, the development of the Senju family industry in this world is limited. It is said that most of them are only in the land of wind and the land of fire-at least he has not encountered it along the way.

He kind of understands why Madara is a ninja but is committed to spreading the industry all over the continent... With Madara's harsh living standards, he is absolutely unwilling to stay in a similar backward place for a long time if it is not necessary.Eat the best, wear the best, use the best, and live in the best.In short, Uchiha Madara never wronged himself.

...So I can only wrong Senju Bashirama...

Sighed silently, I don't know if Madara has emptied the Uchiha family's family library here?Thinking of this, his thinking was twisted again, and the scene of Madara wearing a loose yukata with loose long hair leaning against the door and waving to himself and saying "Go early and come back early" came to mind... It's really like a wife seeing off her husband who is traveling far away... I was thinking What!

The old man was talking, and when he saw the young man's thoughts wandering, he immediately clenched his fists and coughed twice.

Hashirama came back to his senses and smiled apologetically.

"Young man, what are you thinking, you are blushing? Listen carefully to what the old man is saying. As the saying goes, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a disadvantage. Let me tell you..." This old man seemed to like to catch young people to preach.Hashirama was forced to listen to him nagging for a quarter of an hour, and couldn't help but interrupt him, "Where is the place to stay?"

"Ah? Oh, I'll take you there—by the way, where are you from?" The old man led the way slowly while leaning on a cane.

"Nation of Fire, Konoha."

"Konoha? Where is it?" The people around also pricked up their ears.

"A ninja village."

There was a momentary silence all around.

"Ninja Village?!...Are you a ninja?" The old man shook like a sieve, and the crutches he was staying on fell off.

The innocent curiosity turned into fear and hatred at this moment.

Hashirama's heart sank slightly, but he still maintained goodwill towards the villagers here, bent down and picked up the crutches and handed them to the old man.

"Thank you for letting me know."

After speaking, he turned and left.It seems that we can only use Bingliangwan and Mudun to solve the problem tonight.

Not every village is the same as Konoha...he knew it in his heart.This is something he has always wanted to change, so he doesn't worry about facts—facts are for changing.So he looks forward to Konoha's change in this, just like Muyun City in another world.He even thought about going back to the original world to emulate the first generation here.

But after leaving Konoha, the situation has not changed much.Konoha's will and shadow can only cover Konoha's area, and the world is still like this.

The first generation here may have worked hard, but there is a gap between imagination and practice after all.After the completion of Konoha, the layout has been determined, and it is still in jeopardy to keep this achievement, and then think about other things...there is more than enough energy.

Is this what he wants?

... No, not enough.Only Konoha is not enough!

"Rock rain! Rock rain is coming! Hurry up and hide in the house!" Not only someone yelled, the crowd on the road panicked, no matter what ninjas, they hurried into their houses and closed the door.After a while, there was a low buzzing sound from the western sky, and grayish-yellow sand and stones swept in.

Snapped!Snapped!Bang Bang Bang! ...The stones hit the ground and the surface of the house, and the villagers were terrified when they heard the heavier beating than usual.

"Ah! Where is Erlang—my Erlang! Erlang is still outside! Who will save him!" The door of a house suddenly opened, and a large piece of sand and stone rolled in, and was closed by someone walking forward from the inside.The man suppressed his sad voice faintly: "Don't be stupid, Haruna! Dalang Saburo, take care of mom! I'll go find her!"

Bang, boom, boom.The rhythmic knock on the door is still clear amid the sound of sand and stones smashing into the house.The family in the house froze with fear.

"Who?"

"Father, it's me!" There was a crisp child's voice outside the door.

"Erlang, it's Erlang!" The woman wept with joy, "Go and open the door, husband!"

The man opened the door, and what greeted him was his son's immature smiling face, without a single scar on his body.And the one holding his own son was the ninja just now.The child got into the man's arms: "This uncle sent me back! Uncle is so amazing!"

The man murmured: "Thank you very much."

Hashirama smiled heartily, without any grievances: "This is what I should do."

The woman rushed over and hugged her son so excitedly that she kissed and kissed again, then got up and bowed deeply to Hashirama: "Thank you! Thank you! If you don't mind, you can stay at our house tonight!"

"...So, it is best to choose the scene of the Land of Earth in late summer and early autumn. At that time, it is not as barren as winter, nor as hot as midsummer. In the evening, when the sun is halfway down, the warm golden red It will illuminate half of the rock wall, with bright light and shadow, and the endless earth-yellow road and the abruptly rising rocks are all immersed in this light. The brilliant and sad color gives people an indescribable shock! Moreover, this When the 'rock rain' seldom erupts, ordinary people like us can be safer."

Madara crossed her fingers and propped her chin lightly, listening to her finish with a smile. "Ms. Hayakawa is really well-informed. Listening to Ms. Hayakawa's story, I feel that the whole world is much more beautiful."

The other party's handsome face and pleasant voice made the girl lower her head unconsciously, and her neat bangs drooped to hide the shyness in her eyes, "No way, Madara-sama is a ninja, he must have traveled more places."

"It is true that I have been to many places, but because I go there with a purpose every time, I seldom notice these beautiful scenery like Ms. Hayakawa. Now that I think about it, I don't know how many beautiful scenery I missed. If it was Ms. Hayakawa who saw these beautiful scenery , will definitely bring more paintings to everyone." Madara sighed, with a little regret on his face, "I think it is precisely because Ms. Hayakawa really loves this world that she can discover the beauty that others cannot discover. , paint these hopeful paintings.”

"Master Madara, you are too famous!" The girl blushed slightly, "I have only been painting for less than two years, and I am still far behind my grandfather!"

"You mean Mr. Hayakawa Masato? That picture of mountains and rivers reflecting the sun is beautiful, and compared with other paintings, it is rare and majestic." Madara exclaimed.Japanese-style paintings are more than simple but not imposing. It is rare to have a masterpiece that combines elegance and grandeur. That Hayakawa Masato seems to be a talent hidden among the people. He has the ability to learn painting, and his family background, I don’t know where it is The descendants of the country's late nobles.

"Yes, Grandpa is most satisfied with that painting! It's a pity that it has been sold." The girl said sadly.Not long after she and her grandfather settled here, life was difficult.Konoha has just been built, and the people living here don't have much money left to buy paintings. The only person who wanted to buy a painting liked that painting, but had no choice but to sell it. "Grandpa talked about it for a long time afterwards."

Anyone who sells paintings for a living knows that the works that he puts his heart and soul into in his eyes are just wall decorations that can be replaced at any time in the eyes of those who buy them.It's fine if the other party knows how to paint, but if they don't, it will definitely be ruined.

Madara shook the teacup lightly, said with a smile, "I bought it."

"Ah, that's really great!" The girl said pleasantly, "If Madara-sama will treat it well!"

"That's natural. I have always admired Mr. Masato Hayakawa's paintings, but unfortunately I have never been able to see him."

The girl puffed up her cheeks: "Grandpa is like this. He always runs around. Once, he was almost called by the Konoha Defense Department to investigate. A few days ago, I went to the Land of Arrow to gather folk songs. I won't be back until the end of the month. Then I will inform Madara My lord, okay?"

"Really?" Madara's joy immediately overflowed when he heard the words, "Thank you, Ms. Hayakawa! —By the way, I heard you say that before you settled in Konoha, were you and Mr. Hayakawa Masato wandering around?"

"Ah, that's right. Grandpa took me and my brother around while earning money from painting."

"You must have been to many countries."

"Yes, in addition to the five major countries, I have also been to the country of fields, the country of bears, the country of grass, and the country of taki... Look, these are the records of passing there!" The girl stood up and lifted the dust cover on a row of paintings. , Bright colors make people shine.The snowy scenery of the Land of Snow at dusk, the rugged rocky mountains of the Land of Earth at sunset, the sparse forests of the Land of Grass in summer afternoons, the jumping streams of the Land of Taki in early spring... In addition to landscape paintings, there are also paintings of the city in some towns.Madara recognized at a glance that one of the pictures was Izumo Castle in the Land of Thunder. Of course, it was not as prosperous as the original world.

"The brushwork is strong, and even the soft water contains vitality. It really is Mr. Hayakawa's style." Looking slowly over each painting, Madara commented one by one, silently analyzing the date and place recorded in each painting , while discreetly covering the girl's words.

A painter who has wandered around the world for many years, can go in and out of aristocratic mansions, and can go in and out of rural markets. He knows more than the Konoha Intelligence Department.On the other hand, most of the paintings sold here are landscapes, and there are very few figures... Madara smiled meaningfully: Is it a cover-up?

"Sister! I'm hungry!"

Madarasun looked at Shengsheng, and saw a five-year-old child half-opening the door, who looked a little like Uchiha, but the pair of black pupils only looked at him vigilantly.

The girl was startled, and subconsciously looked out the window, "It's already noon. I'm sorry, Madara-sama, for delaying your time!"

"It's okay. Ms. Hayakawa's younger brother is very cute, no one can bear to let such a cute younger brother starve." Madara smiled back at the brat.The little ghost shrank slightly, and stared back not to be outdone.

The girl patted her cheeks, "I'm the only one to take care of Grandpa when he's away——Kazuya, wait inside, I'll be right there!"

"His name is Kazuya?"

"Yes, Kazuya Sai."

Madara showed some surprise at the right time: "Sai? Why not Hayakawa?"

The girl's face darkened, "This child was picked up by grandpa, the world was too chaotic a few years ago..."

"Sorry for mentioning something sad. Since Ms. Hayakawa is still busy, I won't bother you anymore."

……

Walking out of the painting shop of Hayakawa's family, the noon sun was dazzling, and Madara looked back at the signboard, puzzled.

Hayakawa... Sai...

The nobles from the land of water and the ninjas from the land of earth actually got together in this way.Comparing the information from another world, he smiled silently.

Going out for a stroll can always be rewarding, isn't it?

The author has something to say:******

Knowing the world's affairs without going out is talking about spots~ Should the analytical ability be so heaven-defying?

——No, the most unnatural thing is actually your ability to pick up girls!The wording, tone and demeanor of each sentence are just right, making the little girl blush, but actually looking back carefully at the content of the speech, there is no such thing at all... How did you do it? ! ! !

Scum!It's too scumbag!

Madara: Don’t all girls like this tune~

Ayu: Don't learn from Kuroro!You are the king of the new world, not a bandit of ghosts and animals, please restore your calmness and elegance, don't refresh the lower limit again~~~!

Madara: The method that can achieve the goal at the least cost is a good method. 【Calmly and elegantly drinking tea~】

Ayu [turning head]: Hashirama, come back soon~ Madara is having MM behind your back~~~