[Naruto] What I don't know

Part127

I confirmed with the doctor at the Uchiha Shrine in private that it was indeed the mystery of menstruation. She had never been there before. At first, she thought it was caused by the influence of the soul and body. Now it seems...

Seems to be related to something else.

But that shock?

The rope has no clue, and it is inevitable that Tamazamaehime and Suzuhikohime are outside, but there is no way to share one or two for the ancestors. This feeling, the rope is worn more and more uncomfortable, and the mood is depressed inside the house.

More quiet.

Juqing obviously misunderstood Rope's performance like this, she thought of the two Uchiha juniors who were far away in Yoshiwara, and they could only criticize Rope's practice.If it wasn't for being so used to it on weekdays, how could it be so small?

After thinking about it for a while, Ju Qing went to invite Madara over.

It will always be better with Madara-sama around.

However...

Ju Qing never expected that Master Madara, whom she had invited, would sneer as soon as she opened her mouth.

"So you can't leave people?"

Before letting go, the hand that was pushing the paper sliding door was tightened suddenly, Ju Qing felt that she was really... thinking too well.How could Madara-sama learn that gentle tone, she should go to Quanna-sama.

Note lonely guy, what can I say?

really....

If it weren't for the lack of strength, Ju Qing would have liked to suppress and throw it out like he did to other Han papers in the clan.

Did you say that?

"Can't even open the door?"

Turning around, it was another mockery.

Ju Qing had a cold face, but didn't make a sound, raised her head to look at Madara for a while, her eyes were piercing, and after a long while, she half closed the fully opened door, so as not to catch the wind from the rope, and then left.

She went to serve jujube and motherwort soup, so that Sheng quilt would not get angry.

"Say it? What's the matter?"

Madara sat cross-legged and looked at Xiao Qianshou who shrunk.

"It's nothing..."

Seeing Rope's lack of energy, Madara pondered for a while,

"Is it uncomfortable or worried about those two brats?"

"...all of them."

In fact, the rope does not know.

"Daimyo, do you have any ideas?"

"I wrote a song, you see?"

I just recalled the lyrics and music for a long time and reconciled them repeatedly. I don't know if I can play the first half of the lyrics?Tang Guo's lyrics and music, no matter the ancient music or the future song played by that person, are far from what he can easily understand.

The story behind it, the melody is high and high, and I don't know how to play it.

"Fantasy?"

Seeing the name, Ban paused, and pulled the scroll away,

"Who are you going to confess to?"

"Who knows?"

Rope lowered his eyes, not looking at anyone.

Madara, who has a little understanding of the music, hummed vaguely in tune with the tune above, and only after grasping the tune did he sing a few lines with the lyrics, how should I say it?If you don't have some knowledge, this word is really hard to understand.

"wait."

Madara got up and went to find someone.

Sheng Sheng murmured, hugging his cold stomach, feeling as uncomfortable as if he had caught a cold on a hot day in June, not to mention how uncomfortable the feeling of conflict was, I heard that women would come here once a month...

Rope thinks it's better to be alone.

So uncomfortable.

Just like this, you still have to give birth?

...how's your day going?

Narrowing his eyes in discomfort, thinking, Uchiha Tajima, Fire Core, Quanna and Madara entered the house together, and sat down cross-legged.

Sheng Muran.

After looking around, he didn't react.

"Talk about it once."

Sheng slightly hesitantly raised his hand to touch the strings, tested the sound, adjusted the tune, hesitated again, and asked if there was a flute or a flute.In front of people, Madara didn't taunt, but only motioned Rope to look at Quanna.

Quan Na pressed the flute with her hand and waited.

Only then did the rope play the prelude, and after getting familiar with it twice, it was time to get to the point.

"The wind blows through mountains and rivers

Flowers are scattered and turned into mud, always open and undefeated

The snow is melting at sunrise, falling white on the eaves

The moon is so close to the end of the world forever

......

The wind is a clear song blowing through the high platform without rest

Flowers are Broken Branches Fen Dai Blooming Poems Three Hundred

Snow is accumulating tent decorations, sunny carvings and bows are lazy

The moon is a good night, the light is clear, this night is hard to come back"

While playing and singing, after singing the words and sentences on the score, the rope did not stop, and continued with the unwritten second half of the word, Madara was a little surprised, the second half of the word was more to his liking than the first half...

Not very suitable for playing.

"The joys and sorrows of the world

Proximity to the mountains

Yihedao branch is far away

A few winds and snows...

The wind is the shield holding tassels, the beacon smoke lingers

Flowers are blood splattered five steps to draw corpses

Snow is the coffin cover of You and Ma Ge

Yue is a silent historian

The wind is only wandering like the first sight

Flowers are the world, drunk in April leaning on moss

Xue is soaked in the world of mortals, with double fate

The moon is cloudy and sunny, waxing and waning, only shadows are always there.”

"There is a harmonic note missing here, and the order of these three notes has to be reversed, here..." Huokeng holding the score bit his pen, discussed with Uchiha Tajima next to him and adjusted a few places.

Huo He and Quan Nai got together to look at it again, muttered for a while, and then handed the revised score to Rope who was sitting in front of the piano, "It's too high, you can't sing it, adjust a few places, and try again." try."

After taking the rope, he knocked on the piano case in tune for a while, then put it down, tuned the piano, and then started again.

Uchiha Tajima looked warm,

"What dance are you going to dance with?"

"The emerging dance is probably inappropriate."

Anri, who didn't know when she came, frowned.

"The jujube motherwort soup is ready, let's drink it first."

Ju Qing walked out from behind Xingli and sent her to Qin's case.

Rope drank it obediently.

Slightly unbearable sweet and strange taste.

"Drink another bowl at night, and go to bed after drinking."

"Ah."

The rope nodded.

Ju Qing touched her head in satisfaction, took the bowl and left.

"Traditional dancing doesn't fit the tune."

Uchiha Tajima frowned.

This tune is rarely matched.

"What do you think?"

Madara, who hadn't spoken yet, looked at Rope.

Thinking about the conversation at that time and the scene she saw later in the illusion, Sheng hesitated a little, and she didn't know if she could perform that flirtatious, "...Water sleeve dance."

"The one that has been lost?"

Madara raised an eyebrow.

I have a new impression of Xiao Qianshou's daring attempt.

Although he never saw it with his own eyes, there are records of the murals.

Can you dance such a romantic and charming dance?

"Will a dance I've never seen before..."

Anri was a little worried.

Although daimyo is very fresh, it doesn't accept everything.

"No, she has a good idea."

Fire Core, who had also seen the murals, had the opposite idea of ​​Anri.

"When are you going to start?"

"About ten days later."

Always practice behind the scenes, rehearsals come out.

This is a conservative estimate.

"Are you worried about Yang Wu?"

"Do not."

Riwuna, she is not worried.

That cunning woman, who knows how many cards she has?

"Are you worried about the double you left behind?"

"No, Hua Deng will take care of everything for me."

Because he is a shikigami, Rope has almost blind trust in Huadeng.

The same goes for the lanterns.

These days, although Rope is at the Uchiha Shrine, the news of Yoshihara has never been broken. According to her instructions, Rope is aware of the activity of Huadeng in Yoshihara and the assists of Nichia.

"Hua Deng?" From these words, Madara keenly sensed that something was wrong, "Is a clone worthy of your name?"

No matter what, Madara has never seen such a situation.

Could it be...

Thinking of Rope's movements before he came to find him, Madara frowned.

"Hua Deng is not a clone."

Rope confirmed Madara's guess.

"It's not a clone?! No...it's another forbidden technique, right?" Xingli looked at the rope, and she couldn't help but feel a headache, and she knew, "What did Feijian teach you? The left one and the right one are all forbidden techniques .”

After the rope counting operation, the reaction of others, the difficult opening,

"It seems to be all?"

"What is it?"

Anri was at a loss for a moment.

Then, when he realized it, he was also speechless.

For some reason, she, who is also a thousand hands, has an inexplicable urge to dig graves.

"...I said that you may not be able to understand the scroll she used to recognize characters." Madara rubbed her temples, and reminded Xingli again tiredly, "It's not the first day you know him gone."

Anri said nothing.

Turn around and leave.

For some reason, the rope doesn't feel right,

"Anri, what are you going to do?"

"Grave! Grave!"

"...Why are you still sitting here? Go pull your wife." Uchiha Tajima felt that enough was enough, he watched his youngest son run after his youngest daughter-in-law, and turned his head to look at the sick and weak little Senshou with an innocent and dazed face, feeling so complicated , the head hurts, "When the kid from the Qianshou family taught you, what was going through his mind? Why didn't he tell you any taboos?"

Rope shook his head.

If she knew, it wouldn't be the case.

Thinking about the war scene he saw after his death, Uchiha Tajima was silent for a moment,

"Is it true that thousands of hands know it?"

"meeting."

Sheng answered him honestly.

Uchiha Tajima was silent.

Then he got up and left.

That back...

Unprovoked vicissitudes.

Huo He sat there with a complicated expression, his small face was pale and pitiful, and he couldn't speak because of a clueless look on his face.

Back then, he witnessed with his own eyes how the giant Buddha formed by thousands of hands and Susanoo played with many tailed beasts. His awe and resistance to this technique was probably the one that touched the deepest among the people present.

"What's the use of knowing the real thousands of hands? This girl doesn't know how to be a fairy." Ban Liangliang taunted, although he didn't understand the principle of the successful operation of the spell, but it didn't prevent him from taunting.

Huonu was silent.

It's just not scary~

The guy in Qianshou Zhujian had to activate the fairy mode to perform the real thousand hands, and this girl can perform without using the fairy mode. Whose cognition has a problem with this gap?

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Before the end of the main line, the cuties can freely mention, the stalk of the branch line, some ideas and the like are fine.

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