[Comprehensive] Forced to Mary Sue

When my wound was almost healed, and before I could go back to Konoha to meet my "vigorous" younger brother Obito Uchiha, the new mission had already been issued.This is always the case in the war years, regardless of age, only occupation, ninjas are all bricks, and they can be moved wherever they are needed.

After bidding farewell to the ninjas who brought the mission scroll, I opened the scroll with some headaches. This mission is to investigate a caravan from the Land of Wind that recently appeared on the border of the Land of Fire.Because the war between the Kingdom of Fire and the Kingdom of Wind is coming to an end, the troops of the Kingdom of Wind have been completely crushed, and Konoha is about to win. At this time, a team passed the border under the banner of a civilian caravan. When we came to the land of fire, Shangfeng suspected that it was Sha Yin's secret work, so he sent me to investigate and test.

Compared with combat missions, such simple investigation missions can be regarded as Konoha's special care for the wounded.

Because all my former subordinates died in the last encounter with Iwanin, so this investigation task is carried out by me alone. The task scroll records the last few places where this caravan has landed. I calculated it in my heart. , to get an approximate route.Just pack it up and get ready to go.

Before leaving, the gossip source of the temporary medical center expressed his reluctance to me, and the Minato fans also made an agreement that they must go back to Konoha for a drink after the war. I saw that they all raised their hands in agreement. Looking forward to it, I just felt that the flag was a bit high, and after thinking about it for a long time, I still held back and didn't pour cold water on it.

Orochimaru's brainless fan stuffed me with a first aid kit commonly used by medical ninjas, and said: "Although we are only medical ninjas, we also know that medical ninjas have the highest mortality rate. Maybe we can't get together after one battle. .If I can't come back after this war is over, light the fire and fulfill the agreement on my behalf."

I took the bulging first-aid kit and was at a loss for words.

"Me too!" Shuo Mao's brainless fan said, and hugged me who was stiff, "If I can't come back, light the fire and fulfill the agreement for me. I like Mitsui House's rice wine paired with Shanghe's three-color meatballs. Also, you have to inherit my love for Mr. Hatake, and put a morning newspaper at the gate of Hatake’s house every morning, and deliver nutritious recipes and fresh milk according to the season. Mrs. Hatake’s only son is growing up. ...To tell you the truth, I quietly followed Master Hatake's only son to protect him after he went to school, so you too..."

I:"……"

I resolutely broke away from her embrace, leaving her with a cold and unrestrained back: "If I can't come back...my brother will be handed over to you."

At this time, layers of fire clouds were floating in the sky, and the sun had already sunk into the opposite side of the forest, coating this magnificent and boundless forest with a calm golden layer.I believe that when I walk against the light, my back against the light must be full of tragic colors.

I took a few steps forward, turned my head slightly, and looked at those female ninjas standing in a row to see me off.

...They were taking out the change in their pockets to calculate how much they could drink next time, and Sakumo's brainless fan was clamoring to bring a bottle to the gate of Hatake's house.

I:"……"

Turning around this time, I didn't look back.

The people of the Uchiha family just want to be more ruthless.

It was already midnight when I arrived at the foothold of this caravan.This team did not settle down in the town like an ordinary caravan, but chose a water source to set up a circle of tents, lit a bonfire in the middle, boiled water in a pot, and someone took turns to watch the night. Quite a ninja style.

I didn't get too close to them, so I hid in the nearby woods and watched the night watchman boil the water and eat the soldiers' food pills.Commoners never wrong themselves when it comes to eating, it seems that this group of people are undoubtedly ninjas.I sat on the branch, found the scroll that sealed the food from the bag that Yuna gave me, took a wooden fish rice ball, and wrote the investigation report while eating.

I was almost full, and the report was finished. I looked at the campsite of the ninjas. The night watchmen were already dozing off by the campfire. I sealed the report, bit my right index finger, and pressed it on my foot. On the branch I stepped on:

"The art of psychic!"

A few strings of runes spread out on the palm of the hand, and after a puff of smoke, a gray-black snake about two meters long appeared in the center of the rune. Its golden vertical pupils looked at me, spit out a snake letter, and swam towards me come over.

Before it could open its mouth, I shot out reflexively, and pinched seven inches of it with my right thumb and index finger. It immediately hissed, and the two fangs on the upper jaw gleamed coldly: "Uchiha, what are you doing to make a fire! It hurts!" pain!"

"Who knows if you are poisonous." I said with a wrinkled face.

The Uchiha clan has always signed a psychic contract with the ninja cat clan. In the past, the fried hair Uchiha brought a group of fried hair big cats to fight against the Senju clan. It was a scene in the ninja world. I thought I would psychic out a fur The fluffy little milk cat unexpectedly turned out to be a slippery snake.

……Heart hurts.

"Speak as if I could bite you!" The snake hissed, its two-meter-long body was struggling continuously, but my hands did not shake, "If you pinch me again, I will really bite you!" Oh, I’m not joking, I’m even afraid of biting people!”

I:"……"

...Suddenly I feel that even if it is not poisonous, I am not afraid of it anymore, what should I do if my heart hurts even more.

I squeezed it seven inches and threw it aside. With a curl of its tail, its nearly two-meter-long body was coiled on the branch. It raised its chin, full of air, and completely disappeared from the panic I just pinched: " Come on, there must be some tricky things that need to be resolved to summon me, Mr. Yi Ya."

"Oh." I looked at it blankly, then threw my investigation report at it, it stood up reflexively, opened its mouth wide and bit the scroll, I clapped my hands for its vigorous skill, " Help me take this thing to the Konoha Hokage Building."

It froze for a while, and wanted to say something more in a panic, but because the scroll in its mouth could only make a few indistinct pronunciations, I waved my hand: "Okay, I remember you, bae, yeah... so cute name."

Yi Ya: "..."

After dismissing Yiya, who was not at all like the usual style of the psychic snakes, and seeing that the group of ninjas had fallen into a deep sleep, I leaned back against the tree, closed my eyes and began to take a nap.

Although there are not many opportunities to face danger directly compared with combat missions, investigation missions require a high degree of concentration all the time, and they will be tiring after a long time.

Then when I fell into a light sleep, I vaguely felt that there was something strange about the tree trunk I was leaning against. At first I thought it was the sound of the wind, but suddenly a familiar feeling hit my brain, and I woke up suddenly, only to find that I was half The whole body has sunk into the tree trunk, only two hands can move freely.

This is……

My eyes widened, and I felt a burning sensation in my eye sockets: "Mu Dun?!"

"Oh, you actually know." A sticky male voice with an innocent smile sounded in my ear, I turned my face, and saw a swirling human face appearing on the tree trunk, "It's hard to see a Uchiha Madara will be very happy if the clansmen still open the three-gou jade."

……spot?

...That's right, Zhu Jian and Fei Jian are gone, but this guy is still there, and the scourge will last for thousands of years, and he is the one who is talking about it.

The next second, the face of the whirlpool pulled me into the tree, my field of vision was dark, and I only felt the wind whistling through my ears. closed his eyes.I only felt the surroundings were quiet, and could only hear the faint sound of the flame burning the wick, as well as the extremely slight breathing sound except for me.

"Madara, look what I brought! Oh, I forgot, you can't see now." The whirlpool face spoke in a high-pitched voice, seemingly very happy.

I opened my eyes, and saw that this was a space that seemed to be excavated in the rocky soil layer. The surrounding walls and ceiling were pushed extremely flat. There were a few candlesticks on the wall, and the fire was flickering and weak. I could only see the space facing me. Sitting not far in front of him was a man, wearing a dark blue robe, tall, but extremely thin.With limited lighting, I couldn't see his face, only his long hair blown up like a hedgehog, but the part of the hair exposed to the candlelight was the gray of the elderly.

Uzumaki’s tree-like body wrapped me tightly, making me unable to move, so I could only half lie on the ground, watching the man stand up and slowly walk out of the darkness, revealing a skinny figure belonging to an elderly person. body, wrinkled face, and closed eyes.

He walked very slowly, dragging a few pipe-like things behind him, and the pipes made a small friction sound between the gravel on the ground. I stared at him, watching him staggering towards me, He squatted down hard in front of me.

I looked at his skinnier face than the average old man and the sunken eye sockets under the candlelight, and I felt that something was stuck in my throat.As far as I can remember, not so long ago, he was a jovial young man with a big smile and I gave him a scroll full of sardine sushi that would make him rage.But for me it was only a short time ago, for him he is already a legend that has been annihilated in history.

He stretched out his hand towards me, and his withered fingers like a ghost stopped on my cheek, and then slowly groped upwards until the socket of my left eye.

His movements paused for a moment, and then his hand pierced my eye socket. Before the severe pain invaded my brain, I finally spit out the words stuck in my throat: "Madara... big brother..."

In the next second, there was a sharp pain from the socket of the right eye that almost upset the brain. He pulled out my eyeball completely out of the socket with his fingers like hooks. The liquid surged up from the empty eye sockets, staining his fingers, and his voice came from above my head, echoing in the room, strange yet familiar.

"who are you?"

The author has something to say: The time setting here is the end of the Second Ninja World War. At this time, Mr. Madara had already given the Samsara Eye to Nagato, so he was still blind... =L= Obito saw him in the original book When he was young, he only had the left eye, which was a three-god jade sharing eye. That eye should have been dug from other Uchihas. You can know that he is right by seeing Madara against Obito and facing Sasuke in the Fourth World War. The younger generation doesn't care much, let alone digging out eyes, he will dig out the kidneys without changing his face...=L=This is born from the same root, so why rush each other, Mr. Madara, the Uchiha clan is nothing but pitfalls Teammates, cheating one's own people is also accurate.

So the unlucky guy started a fire and got his left eye gouged out by Mr. Madara. Both of them have only one eye, so they can both become pirate captains!What a match made in heaven!If you want to make a fire, you want to play "You Are My Eyes", so you can pull it on Mr. Madara, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

However, the hair of Mr. Madara, who is so old, is not thin, and he still maintains the degree of deep-fried hair growing in the sky. It seems that the hardness is also considerable. Uchiha's hair genes are really good, one thumb.Also, the old man Madara's voice is as full of spirit as the youth Madara's voice.