Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

"--parent meeting?"

I curiously pinched the notice handed over by Sasuke, "Ninja school still has this?"

"No, it's never happened before." Sasuke said with a tense expression, "This is the first time."

"I'm sure there won't be." A man in the yard with his buttocks shoveling the soil echoed from a distance, "The half of the people are on the memorial tablet, how can we open it?"

——Very bitter truth.

"So it's aimed at me?" I shook the paper with fresh ink on it. "Even though it's relatively peaceful now, it's hard not to think about it at this time."

"Be confident, I'm here for you." After playing in the mud, the watermelon-headed boy with the dirt on his face ran over with a bucket in his hand, the dark light in his eyes flickered, and the upturned corners of his mouth couldn't be hidden , "Maybe there is part of my reason."

"Mr. Hashirama, I skillfully pulled Sasuke back a step: "What are you doing again? "

"I didn't do anything," he said with a naive smile, "Is it worth going to play with Konoha with Naruto?"

"So it's you," I took another step back with a sullen face, "don't think that with an innocent face on my face, I will believe that you didn't do it on purpose, I'm the one who is low-key and well-behaved - stop! Don't come any closer gone."

"Hey, isn't Huahua willing to stick with Master?"

"You—" I raised my fist unbearably, "Do you think I didn't see that you secretly wanted to rub the mud on my clothes, wash your hands, Senju Bashirama!"

"Kangdang——" a fist could not bear the sound of hitting the head, and a degraded person who was disgusted by the tragedy squatted down aggrievedly against the mushroom that popped out of his head.

"Hmph, naive," I proudly stepped on the wooden barrel rolled to my feet, "Nothing can escape my eyesight."

After finishing today's daily routine of bullying masters and destroying ancestors, I thought about it, and said seriously to Sasuke who was pulled aside: "By the way, Sasuke, don't look at him like this and think that the transformation technique will change people's personality together. You must firmly believe that the transformation technique is just a transformation technique, and there will be no such thing as changing the appearance and changing the character, he will be like this—"

I pointed at the young Hashirama who had already polluted the surrounding area into a low-pressure mushroom forest: "It's just because he is Senju Hashirama."

Seeing me talking nonsense, Sasuke gritted his teeth: "Only you will believe this."

Me: "Hey."

Indeed, Mr. Hashirama has become more and more naive, and I have a part to credit... After all, I am the most cooperative person among all people.

After growing up, Mr. Hashirama is the first generation of Hokage, the god of the ninja world, the head of the clan, and the leader who has carried the entire expectation of Konoha. What's wrong with just being your own "Thousand-hand Bashirama"?

"Let's not talk about this," I shook my head, and took out a pen and paper from my pocket, "The parent meeting you mentioned, "Do you want to prepare anything? "

Sasuke was taken aback: "Are you going?"

"Of course," I said as I took it for granted, while turning my pen, "This invitation letter is quite interesting. If you come for me, I'm not afraid... And this is your parent meeting—wait a minute."

I turned my head and shouted: "Master, are you going to Naruto's side?"

"Ah?" The young man squatting on the ground blinked his eyes, his expression quickly changed from dark to bright: "Go!"

"Wait," Sasuke, the only normal person, couldn't help reminding: "What capacity are you going to go with?"

"Your sister, me." I pointed to myself, then I looked at Mr. Hashirama, "And Naruto's..."

"Distant relatives," the watermelon-headed boy stood up, pointed at himself with a thumbs up, and said with a sassy smile, "Just the big cousin."

"……also."

I scratched my head indifferently, turned my face away and lowered my voice to explain to Sasuke in a low voice: "Master's wife is also named Uzumaki, if you really want to say that relatives can still get along with her, it is quite appropriate to say that he is a big cousin with his current appearance, um, Worthy of being a master."

"Where is it appropriate?" Sasuke grinned with toothache, "The seniority has collapsed."

"Hey, you haven't gotten used to it yet... From my point of view, everything is suitable!" I showed a sassy smile exactly like Mr. Hashirama: "You don't need to care about seniority."

"That's why I'm worried, forget it." He sighed wearily: "Take it easy, I'll have to go to school in the future."

"Alright," I excitedly clapped the jumping Hashirama boy, "Parents' meeting, parents' meeting!"

I can't stop it, and in fact I don't want to stop it very much. I even secretly hope that someone can bear the same shock as him. Passed by inadvertently from the window.

The crow, which had disappeared for a while, flapped its wings and disappeared among the lush foliage,

He snorted, turned his head and slapped the window, took out a ninjutsu book he found recently, leaned back against the window, and turned the pages to read.

……

There was still a while before the parent-teacher meeting. After I got the answer of "no need to do anything, as long as people come", I completely ignored it and started worrying about another matter.

—About my missing big tuanfan.

They have already searched the entire Uchiha land with the landing point as the center of the circle, but they did not find it after digging three feet, and then followed Mr. Hashirama to turn the place on Konoha Akira’s surface in the past two days. After a lap, I still couldn't find it. I was so irritable.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

So on this day, I took Yan Rong, who rarely went out for free activities, and climbed the highest Hokage Rock.

"Just here, the venue is open enough, and the view is the best." It is also the best location that can be found without special means.

The tall Fu Sangshen nodded when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows horizontally while holding the main body in his hand, and wiped the bottom with one finger from the grip to the bottom—the place where he was once entangled with the chains of the big round fan, and the invisible ripples caused him to stand With the point as the center, swing layer by layer.

I folded my eyebrows and put my hands aside, counting silently: 27, 28, 29... thirty.

In half a minute, the ripples that swayed out reached the boundary and retracted suddenly.

Under the rush of spiritual power, Fu Sangshen's eyes turned from orange to more divine golden pupils. When I looked over, he closed his eyes reflexively. When he opened them again, he had restrained the leaked spiritual power and recovered As usual.

"No."

"Huh?" I pulled my attention back from the glimpse of gold, thinking I had heard it wrong, "No clue at all?"

"Only there." He pointed in a direction far away, which is the location of the Uchiha Clan. "There are almost negligible traces. It should be the original landing point, but it is no longer there."

"I have an impression of this direction." I stared at the direction he pointed in a daze. "It's not far from where I landed. Who took it away—have you found it underground?"

"I've checked, and the wavelength of the spiritual power is not abnormal," he shook his head at me. "It can't be ruled out that it was covered up by special means."

"According to this, the scope is larger," I anxiously nibbled on my nails, "Are you not sure..."

I originally wanted to find the big round fan before Mr. Madara found out. After all, I accidentally lost it. I really didn't want to trouble Mr. Madara unless it was absolutely necessary.

It’s okay if it’s lost by accident, anyway, it’s not bad for this beating, I’m getting used to it.In case it was taken away intentionally, Mr. Madara would get angry at that time, and there would be Mr. Hashirama, who had completely put aside his identity, watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously...

My eyes went dark, and I felt that the ninja world was about to end.

"There's no other way, when the time comes, I'll have to press up and stop him with all my strength," I heavily prepared for the worst, "I hope that Mr. Madara will be more lenient because of the fact that I've been beaten so much by him." .”

...But why do I feel that Mr. Madara will be furious and even anger the ninja world, and even set fire to the mountain?

I subconsciously took the big naginata body that Yanrong handed over, thought hard, but still couldn't figure it out.

……

"It's okay if you don't understand, it's not a big problem." Mr. Hashirama grinned his big white teeth and rubbed my head while listening to my complaints, "You just need to know that he has been caught up in something recently and he can't get through for a while. .”

"It means I still have enough time to solve this matter?" My eyes lit up, "Okay——"

With ample time for official recognition, I feel that I can do it again, and I start to draw possibilities in my heart full of energy:

At present, there are quite a few people who know the existence of the Uchiha Uchiha fan, but I feel that only two will be taken, Shimura Danzo, or Uchiha Obito... Uchiha Itachi is half a possibility, um, next time I see a crow, I will Don't pretend you didn't see it, you can get rid of it if you catch it and ask.

Speaking of crows, Sasuke’s volume has been getting bigger and bigger recently. I always feel that he seems to know something, but seeing him so calm, it seems that he is thinking too much. Well, remember this too, next time I look for it. It's a good time to ask.

Shimura Danzo feels that it can be released first. I always feel that next time the parents will go with Mr. Hashirama and something will happen. Well, I will not notify Sasuke about this. The little ninja must learn to adapt to the situation... definitely not because of guilty conscience!

After such an investigation, there is only one Uchiha Obito left—huh?

My eyes suddenly sharpened.

In this way, the ability of the man's kaleidoscope Sharingan is the divine power space, and if he puts things in a different space, Yan Rong will indeed not be able to touch the trace.

After thinking about it, I picked up the draft spread on the desktop in twos and twos, and felt that it was necessary to find an omnipotent space research expert to confirm: "I will go to Mr. Feijian to ask something, thank you, Master, see you later!"

Senshou Zhujian watched the people rush out shouting all the way, probably because of the concealment of identity, as long as in an environment where absolute safety cannot be confirmed, Huahua will consciously change his name, such as calling him "Master", or like She now shouts to Feijian:

"Brother Fei, you—where—where—"

The ending was so loud that all the ninjas watching outside could hear it.

"Huahua, Huahua, it's not that I won't help you," the watermelon-headed boy shook his head and sighed, pulled out the tea bag from the cabinet and poured it into the kettle, shook it a few times, and rushed away, "Obviously I reminded you so, Why don't you have a long memory?"

The character of remembering to eat but not to fight does not have to be implemented so completely. Didn't you realize that Feijian has already recognized this characteristic of you and lured you into the Internet step by step?

The intention of telling you that Madara will be stuck for a while is not to say that there is still enough time, quite the opposite——

The sound of the water cup rushing into the water cup sounded, and the hot air with the aroma of tea diffused, and Qianshou Zhujian, who had rarely had such a peaceful time earlier, sighed comfortably.

"It means you have only one time to be ignorant and happy, fool."

"..."

"Bah, bah, why does this taste so bitter, Uchiha's preference is weird, but fried barley tea is delicious."

Senju Zhuma put down the pretending teacup angrily, and stood still for a while, then, as if there were several real thousands of hands growing on the chair, he began to move around uncomfortably, and finally stood up uncontrollably, Turned around the table twice and scratched his head.

"I'm still a little worried... Forget it, I'll go and have a look."