About the fact that I became a Uchiha

In the eastern theater, a certain hidden river.

Every time he is in a bad mood, Uchiha Madara is willing to hang out here alone.

This place does not belong to the family's sphere of influence. It stands to reason that he should be fully prepared, but Madara didn't even carry a weapon on him.

Looking at the crystal-clear river, Madara was silent for a long time, and slowly stretched his hand to his waistband.

Even the future Ninja Dance King, when the feeling comes, he will choose to release it in a corner where no one is around.

This is human nature, and the sages of the Six Paths are not immune.

Crash!

As the stream flowed into the river, Madara's tense expression eased a lot.

"That guy in Hashirama, I don't know if he will come today."

A few months ago, a chance encounter brought two lonely hearts closer together.

In fact, strictly speaking, Uchiha Madara at this time is not considered lonely.

His father supported him from behind, Quanna was also alive and kicking, and Sousuke was an important existence.

However, in any case, family affection cannot represent friendship, and he cannot express many words and emotions in front of his family.

For example, Madara is actually very tired of fighting, and he doesn't want to set foot on the battlefield, but he can't say it, because Uchiha's young patriarch can't be so hopeless.

He wanted to protect his younger brother, Zongsuke, his father and everyone in his clan, but he found that he was about to become the object of protection.

It can be said that since childhood, Uchiha Madara has always demanded himself with a strict attitude. Every time before falling into a dream, he would constantly recite silently in his heart, which also caused him to be in a state of insomnia and anxiety for a long time.

The huge pressure made him suffer until the appearance of the pot head, as if a ray of morning light illuminated the darkness.

He has friends.

A guy who looks stupid but is actually very smart, no matter how many troubles he has in his heart, Madara can talk to him without any scruples.

Unknowingly, a profound friendship was established between the two young people.

The comfort when releasing the water, as well as the feelings that surfaced in my heart, all made Uchiha Madara's vigilance to a minimum.

Even those who approached him quietly from behind could not notice.

When a kappa jumped out suddenly, the water flow that was freely released stopped abruptly.

"Hey, so you really can't urinate." The young man with the pot head looked curious, as if he had discovered a new world.

A friend once revealed by chance that he was the type who couldn't urinate when someone was standing behind him. Today, he simply tried it, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Hashirama was full of curiosity, thinking how could someone not pee because of this.

If I don't leave, will Madara be suffocated by urine?

Deep in thought, he didn't realize that his little friend was staring at him with a man-eating gaze.

A few minutes later, Hashirama, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, was sitting by the river, telling interesting stories about his recent encounters.

"Not long ago I met an old grandfather."

Hearing this, Madara wiped her nosebleed, and responded disdainfully, "Is it your boring good deed again?"

"Madara." Hashirama turned his face with a serious expression, trying to correct the wrong thinking of the little friend: "A good deed is a good deed, it does not distinguish between good and bad or boring."

"Turn your face away, I feel uncomfortable looking at the pig's head."

"oh."

Obediently turned his face to the river, Hashirama continued the unfinished explanation: "But you guessed wrong this time, that old man is very powerful and knows very powerful ninjutsu."

"The old man wants to teach you?"

"Well, the old man is very kind. He said that I am suitable for passing on. I don't know why, but I feel very kind when I see him."

"Hehe, maybe you were his father in your previous life."

Ignoring the friend with a sour tone, Hashirama lay on the grass, staring at the blue sky.

"Madara, when do you think the war will end?"

Subconsciously grabbing a handful of grass, Madara looked down at the palm of his hand, and after a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth: "Do you know, the war may never end."

"Why?" Hashirama subconsciously concentrated.

"The essence of war is a conflict of interests, wealth, power, belief, land, etc."

"The reason why it never stops is because there will always be conflicts of interest between people and countries."

"With the concept of winners, there will inevitably be losers, just like where there is light, there must be shadows. There is a causal relationship between them, and they cannot be separated."

"And war is the best way to resolve conflicts and let go of cause and effect."

Those words stunned the friends around him.

After getting along for so long, Hashirama has never discovered that Madara's thoughts have reached such a level.

Many truths are worthy of his careful consideration, but Zhu Jian did not fully agree with these remarks in his heart.

In his cognition, people can understand each other, and there is no barrier between people with the same pain.

Jarhead firmly believes that the ideal Utopia will definitely come, as long as he can make efforts for it.

If it is not difficult to achieve, how can it be called a dream?

Madara's vanity was slightly satisfied by the shocking eyes of his friend, but in the end he chose to tell the truth: "Actually, I'm just paraphrasing this passage."

"Ah, let me just say, you can't have such a deep understanding."

"Asshole, are you looking down on me?!"

"No, I just said you can't do it."

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After making a fuss for quite a while, Hashirama finally asked what was in his mind: "Then who is the person who said these words?"

"Yes" Madara hesitated for a moment, but did not say the name of that person: "My brother, a very powerful guy, even I may not be his opponent."

"It's so powerful." Hashirama was startled again.

The two have been together for a long time, and when they are bored, they will compete with each other.

The two sides had a tacit understanding without asking too many questions, and were shocked by the strength of the other party. Today, I suddenly heard that Madara's younger brother is actually stronger than him. How could Hashirama not be surprised.

"Well, and he knows a lot." Slowly sitting up, Uchiha Madara's gaze was full of pride and complexity: "His talent is unparalleled, and the power of ninjutsu is even more shocking. The ability to stop the war, I believe that person must be him."

"Oh." Hashirama nodded foolishly, feeling that the little friend was inexplicably excited at the moment.

"Then if there is a chance, you must introduce my brother to me."

"Yeah." Madara seemed slightly hesitant, and the answer was not so sure.

Just because he can associate with Zhuma at will regardless of his status, it doesn't mean that Zongsuke can also abandon his family's enmity.

Some things need not be said much, in fact, both of them have roughly guessed each other's identity.

They don't take the initiative to break it because they cherish this hard-won bond.

Even though she knew that the incident would be exposed and her father would punish her severely, Madara was still unwilling to give up her friendship with Hashirama.

As this guy used to say, wouldn't it be too hard to live in this world if people couldn't trust each other?

The happy time is always short, and when Madara returns to the cold frontline garrison, the strong contrast makes him extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, there are still people and things that can bring him warmth.

"Brother, you're back." Quan Nai sneaked into the tent, took out the food reserved in advance, and of course, she didn't forget to complain: "It's already dark, you should pay attention to your time when you practice. "

Patting his younger brother on the shoulder, Madara smiled gently: "Sorry, I made you worry."

Looking at the big brother who was wolfing down, Quan Nai's eyes slightly revealed a strange light, and he noticed that something was a little strange.

But the clever Quan Nai didn't press the question, let alone tell his father, he needs to confirm the answer further.

Maybe the eldest brother just fell in love suddenly?

Southeast Garrison.

"Hello, Captain Sousuke, you've heard of your name for a long time."

Glancing at the man with a smirk all over his face, Zong Jie didn't say much, and Shi Shiran left the commander's office.

Just as he guessed, Tajima did not give him a chance to consolidate his power.

As soon as the war in the country of vortex came to an end, troops were dispatched immediately, not to mention a new commander was airborne, and the entire garrison was completely changed.

Losing his status as a soldier commander meant that Zongsuke's actions would no longer be restricted.

During this period of cultivation, he felt that his ability in all aspects had improved slightly, and it was time to go out and find someone to confirm it.

After simply packing his bags, Zong Jie disappeared into the garrison after giving orders.

Not long after, he returned to the territory of the Hyuga Clan, revisiting the old place, it was really a special feeling in my heart.

Naturally, such an arrogant and daring act cannot escape the surveillance of the Hyuga clan.

It didn't take long for him to be surrounded by others.

"Uchiha Sousuke." The leader stood up, his eyes filled with deep-seated hatred: "You still dare to come to my Hyuga clan to play wild?"

Yo, you are so rude?

Silently pulling out the Kusanagi sword from his waist, Zongsuke replied unceremoniously: "Hyuga is nothing special, except for Hyuga Tennin who is considered a person, the rest are mostly a group of chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow. "

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd around immediately boiled.

"Asshole, don't be so arrogant."

"If you are capable, don't use Flying Thunder God. Let's see if we can destroy you today."

Turning his gaze to the person who yelled the most, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the other person's expression immediately became a little dull, and then he screamed in pain without warning.

Illusion · Shiranui!

Released through Sharingan, the target can be trapped in an illusion and burned by flames until the spirit completely collapses.

Really bold enough to think that there are so many people around him, so he dare not do anything to him?

The purpose of coming here this time is to reach a deal with Hyuga Tennin, but now he wants to start a killing spree to see how many strong people in the Hyuga clan are enough to kill him.

But before he started to act, Hyuga Tennin appeared at the end of the street.

"Pity."