[Comprehensive] Can no longer be a gentleman like the wind

Uchiha clan land.

Most of the people have turned off the lights, only a few are still busy.

Uchiha Madara put down the scroll in his hand, and his father and Quanna had arrived at the Daming Mansion in the Land of Thunder, and everything went well.But even knowing this, he still couldn't sleep.

"Go and call Fire Core." He poked Ninja Hawk standing on the table.

Ninja stared at him with eyes like black beans for a while, seeing that he didn't say anything, he turned his head and didn't look at him. Uchiha Madara still had a good temper at this time, and he was his own Ninja, so he picked it up from the drawer. He took out a piece of meat and fed it to it.

Ninja swallowed it in one gulp, flapped its wings, and flew away with a clear cry.

Uchiha Madara smiled, his delicate and handsome facial features instantly softened and became much gentler.

I don't know who this little guy's arrogant temper is.

When Uchiha Fire Core arrived, he was almost smashed by the oncoming scrolls. He opened all the doors and saw a black short bomb standing in front of the shelf, taking out the scrolls one by one, and throwing them away after reading.

"Master Madara, what's wrong with you?"

Uchiha Fire Core walked into the house while picking up the scroll on the ground.

"You are here."

"I was picked up by Ninja Hawk." In the past two days, he had tooth decay and was controlled by desserts. He was eating and drinking in his dreams, but he was woken up by Ninja Hawk's wings.

"Trouble you, there is one thing I want you to start doing tomorrow." Uchiha Madara handed him some scroll materials.

Uchiha Fire Core dare not be careless. He is about the same age as Quanna, and he regards Uchiha Madara as a reliable elder brother and also the patriarch that he should be loyal in the future. The things he explained should be done with 12 points of energy.

These scrolls...

"Want to find out if any of our people have lost children?" Uchiha Fire Core didn't quite understand why Uchiha Madara suddenly wanted to check this.

Because of the relationship with the powerful Blood Succession Limit Sharingan, let alone a child, even a corpse would not be left on the battlefield.Although there are always some missing persons when counting the number of people after the war is over, it has been confirmed that the bones are not complete, rather than being captured by someone.

Why would he suddenly want to check these?

"From the known history, we Uchiha migrated three times and finally settled here. During this process, the number of people fluctuated." Uchiha Madara thought of the child he saw, with long eyelashes drooping, He covered his eyes.

It's not a war, it's the tribe leaving Uchiha.

"You mean, during this process, someone left the clan?" Uchiha Fire Core didn't understand, "But why?"

"No matter why, you just need to check. They may change their names, or they may live apart from the group, but as long as they still need to eat and live, it is impossible to have no traces at all."

"I see."

Uchiha Fire Core was about to leave holding the scroll, but was stopped.

"Not that pile, but these."

His eyes followed the place Uchiha Madara pointed to, with a look of indifference.Hehe, Madara-sama, you are fucking kidding me.

That's a hill! Fall!

"That's the investigation report on those missing persons over the years, for your reference."

"..."

I thank you, Madara-sama!

In the end, Uchiha Fire Core inexplicably worked overtime all night.

What a sad story.

Uchiha Madara also stayed up all night, he was studying those past materials.In the wars in recent years, there were no missing persons, so it can only be a few more years.

He is actually not a curious person, but when his curiosity comes up, he is not a person.Uchiha's paranoid persistence, never giving up until reaching his goal is deeply engraved in his bones.If he wanted to know the origin of that person, he had to know, whether it was a conspiracy or not, and whether it was dangerous or not.

So the next day, he appeared at the place where the house was going to be built yesterday.

"Is it too early?" Uchiha Madara looked up at the rising sun, silently holding an ax and started cutting wood.

After waiting until noon, it wasn't just Ye Shuanghan who came, but also carpenters with various tools.

He and the little girl looked at each other briefly, and then saw the guy lowered his head and rubbed his toes against the ground. He had no choice but to walk over by himself.

And Ye Shuanghan saw the beautiful Uchiha who was still black and short at first sight, and said to himself in his heart...

You are not allowed to dance if you are not promising, and it’s not like you haven’t seen it before, so you still dance! ! !

"I didn't expect you to come today, thank you."

"It's okay, I agreed to help, but what do these people do?" Of course Uchiha Madara knew that they were workers who built the house, but in terms of numbers, isn't the number a little too much?

"I plan to follow these pictures..." Ye Shuanghan took out the draft picture he drew yesterday and handed it to Uchiha Madara, "develop this land."

Uchiha Madara took it, and from the corner of his eye, a worker passed by them, walking quickly as if hitting a ghost.

"What happened to them?"

He doesn't ask where you got the money, where did you come up with this idea, Uchihas often look at the essence through phenomena.

"The workers I found in the town."

After saying that, a hammer fell on Ye Shuanghan's feet. On the ladder not far away, a worker turned his head and saw the hammer fell on Ye Shuanghan's feet. He turned his head neatly, not even daring to pick it up.

Ye Shuanghan: "..."

This is too much for you ︵╰(‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Seeing Uchiha Madara's gaze of "Tell me what's going on," Ye Shuanghan felt guilty for no reason, and coughed dryly, "...I met a few bandits on the way, so I taught them how to behave."

A wind came to Wushan and sent them all away.

Madara Uchiha breathed a sigh of relief suddenly, and had the urge to raise his hand to touch her head. Seeing her soft and black appearance with a single ponytail, he couldn't control his unicorn arm, but he still controlled it, and looked at her To a guy who shuttles among the workers with an obvious style of painting.

"Who is he?"

Ye Shuanghan followed his gaze. It was a boy with silver-white hair, wearing blue and white short-sleeves, with a cute and cute smile. He had become friends with all the workers since he was rescued.

"The person who was captured by bandits, I brought him back by the way."

"Do you know the history?"

"In this world, there are many people who don't know their origins."

Uchiha Madara didn't speak, but the disapproval in his expression was still obvious. Ye Shuanghan handed the three-color balls he bought when he took it out of his backpack to Uchiha Madara, "No."

He looked down, and just met her shining but restrained eyes, and somehow felt that this look was very similar to the cute O Doudou at home.

"We all came here after eating, you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Uchiha Madara took it over, "You like dessert."

"I quite like it." The main reason is that the street here is either salty or sweet. Of course, she can only go for the dessert if she is not salty. "By the way, why don't you go back for a meal? Looks like the guy hasn't eaten either."

Ye Shuanghan saw the beautiful silver-haired boy, and was about to walk towards him, but was pulled by his wrist. Looking back, Uchiha Madara looked down at her, and grabbed her shoulders with both hands. He didn't use much force, because those eyes were deep enough It's mind-boggling.

"The watermelon head yesterday was called Hashirama."

He came up with such a sentence inexplicably.

"I know."

"But..." The strength on the shoulders gradually increased, "I never said my name, and you didn't ask...you seem to know it."

"It's normal for ninjas to be cautious, I understand."

"Are you making excuses for me?"

"I..." Ye Shuanghan was about to continue making up when someone appeared.

"Hey!" The silver-haired handsome boy came over, looking very gentle and harmless, just so abruptly flirted with the beautiful but fierce-looking Mr. Madara, "What are you going to do to my benefactor?"

The fierce Master Ban stared at him for a while, then pulled him aside easily with one hand, and continued to say to Ye Shuanghan, "Let me explain it after you make it clear."

Ye Shuanghan: "..."

I can't take this.

Uchiha Madara didn't go back to eat. As a ninja, he wouldn't starve to death if he didn't eat a meal. He still had Bingliangwan.He knew that this child had good strength, but she was still too young, and he couldn't leave her alone with such a group of people.

Especially that silver-haired boy always gave him a bad feeling.

"Tauliang, I apologize to you, I'm really sorry." Ye Shuanghan helped the man up, despite his small size, but it's not difficult to lift a man with a epee weighing several tens of catties.

"It's okay, but then again, who is he to you? Why do you want to apologize on his behalf?"

Even though Uchiha Madara was standing far away, his ears were still waiting for the answer.

"Big brother with a kind heart," she opened her arms and gestured for size, "otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep watch over so many people."

In fact, you don't need to look at it, just poke the epee on the ground.

"I'll help too," he rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white arms, which looked slender but extremely powerful, "When this place is built, I'll live in it too, and as for the rent, I'll come and work for you Pay it back."

Before Ye Shuanghan could answer, he joined the workers in full swing, moving wood and climbing ladders, in short, he didn't rest for a moment.

There is always a kind of person in this world, even if he is sweating profusely, he is still a temperamental and beautiful boy.

She looked at Uchiha Madara again. He was standing next to the building that had already seen its outline, watching the workers work, and occasionally pointing out misunderstandings.

There is always a kind of person in this world who has the ability to be convincing even if he does nothing.

It seemed that she was the only one who was a mortal. She took out the draft that had been corrected many times, looked at the lines on it and thought of another thing.

Her memory has always been very good, and she still has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder after sharing Sharingan. She likes to use Sharingan to copy the environment around her, and then compare her memory with reality the next day, and then she finds that these artworks have changed positions.

There were no windows, so it couldn't be the wind, and even a slight breeze wouldn't have moved them that way, a few inches at most.

Well, someone had entered her room.

The question arises, who is it?He didn't wake her up, but entered her room.

The author has something to say: I haven’t read the Yu-Gi-Oh!Also exposed! (∩_∩)

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