Save Uchiha From Being The Patriarch

The walls were whitewashed, and there was only a wooden bed and a set of tables and chairs in the narrow room. The cold light was shining from above. Sarutobi Hiruzen was leaning on the table and was practicing calligraphy. The living environment here is a bit worse, but somehow. It is also a former Hokage, and his living conditions are not too bad.

As long as it is not too demanding, the guards will satisfy him.

This is also a small favor that Akamichi gives to old friends! In any case, it was a classmate at any rate.

"call!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed slightly, held up the big calligraphy that was just written, and carefully appreciated it under the light. The dragon and phoenix's "Forbearance" ink was brand new, and he nodded with satisfaction, "It's okay! The skill has not regressed." I wondered whether to hang this word on the wall!

Just when he pressed the paper in his hand on the wall and made gestures to study the hanging position,

There were bursts of rapid footsteps in the corridor outside.

"Father!"

The visiting guests were beyond Sarutobi Hiruzen's expectations.

Appearing at the door was his second son, Sarutobi Asuma.

"Asuma?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at the second son lying outside the railing. He was a little dazed for a while. He didn't expect to see this rebellious and willful little son at this time. He is much taller and his beard is getting bigger and bigger than when he left the village. Most of them have become beards, and there is also a cloth towel on the waist which symbolizes the guardian of the Twelve Ninja Warriors... It looks like they've lived well outside!

"Father, why... has it become like this?"

Sarutobi Asuma stood outside the door, holding the railing in his hand, looking at the Hokage gown removed, wearing a gray shirt, gray hair, wrinkled face, like a roadside farmer-like father, his mood became inexplicably sour and heavy. The grievances and prejudices that were once quietly vanished, leaving only a deep worry.

"What the hell happened?"

"This is not what you need to know, I just... lost."

Sarutobi Hiruzen shook his head.

He didn't want his little son to get involved in these things.

If he stayed before, Sarutobi Asuma might have turned his face and quarreled immediately when he heard his father fooling himself like a child, but after he was silent for a while today, he did not lose his temper as before and looked at the guard standing at the end of the corridor. Then he asked: "Then how is your life here?"

Seeing his son who learned to be patient and restrained, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a little bit happy, "It's okay! I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and I also have pen, ink, paper and inkstone if I want to write. Although the space for activities is small, I can't stretch my hands and feet as much as possible! Then again, Asuma Why are you here?"

"I got a letter from my cousin Zaemon."

"Zaoemon?"

Speaking of this mediocre nephew, Sarutobi Hiruzen frowned.

He was ousted too quickly, and he did not have time to rearrange the affairs of the clan. His nephew is not something to take on the big responsibility. He must find a way to elect a new patriarch from the clan. Otherwise, the clan may not be able to do so. The ensuing sinister storm passed safely.

"What's the situation in the clan now?"

"In the clan? That... the village seems to be preparing for a battle with Kirimano. My cousin Zaemon and I complained that the village had recruited more than two hundred tribesmen to participate in the war." Sarutobi Asuma tried his best to recall his age. He wants what his cousin who is about twenty years older said.

"Forcibly recruit more than two hundred people to participate in the war?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyebrows are almost a big bump.

"Akamichi takes the wind...Damn!!"

His mood was extremely bad for an instant. This could be outright bad news for him. Of course he understood that with his downfall, the Sarutobi clan would be suppressed, but he didn't expect Akamichi to take the wind so quickly. Shot, and it's so cruel.

at this time,

"Boom! Boom!"

There was a dull explosion in the distance.

The ground under my feet swayed slightly, the chandelier above his head swayed from side to side, and fine dust and stone chips fell from the ceiling.

"what's the situation?"

Sarutobi Asuma subconsciously touched the ninja bag around his waist, but grabbed an empty space, remembering that before entering this secret prison, he was forced to hand in all the weapons on his body, his Chakra knife, and all his suffering was left. At the entrance.

He is really unarmed now.

"Sarutobi Asuma, don't move!"

The warning came from the Aburame clan at the end of the corridor, and not only one person, but also two guards appeared next to the Aburame clan, one with pure white eyes and the family pattern with a fan of flames. Such a formation made Sarutobi Asuma. Time was stunned.

"In order to ensure that there is no unpleasant misunderstanding, please stay here before the alarm is lifted and don't move, and please don't make some misunderstanding actions."

The guards from the Hyuga clan issued a warning.

Seeing the guards' vigilance, Sarutobi Asuma froze for a moment, and then seemed to understand something, "Are you suspecting that the explosion just now has something to do with me?"

"Don't talk nonsense! Naturally, someone will check if it is related. If it has nothing to do with you, just stay here with peace of mind. If it's related to you... don't even want to escape from here!" With the Yan Tuan fan family pattern on his back The guards of Uchiha's house sneered coldly, and the bad attitude made Sarutobi Asuma's face look angry.

He has never been taught so much when he grows up.

There is Laozi who is Hokage. Of course, few people in the village dared to show him his face since he was young. Even if Laozi taught him back then, he dared to leave Konoha in anger.

"Don't be impulsive, Asuma!"

Sarutobi Hiruzen stretched out his hand and grabbed the younger son’s arm. At this time, he must not move. If Asuma dared to make a move here, waiting for him is definitely not a good thing. Although being locked here is very lonely, he doesn’t want to let himself. The youngest son came to accompany himself.

"······ Damn it!!!"

Sarutobi Asuma released his fist bitterly.

Upon seeing this, the Uchiha family curled their lips in disappointment, muttering "coward" and "trash" with echoes throughout the corridor. An angry Sarutobi Asuma's blue veins jumped on his forehead, and his lips were full. It was bitten, and a ray of red blood stained the corners of his mouth.

"Speaking of it, it seems that the location of the explosion is near Danzo's detention?" Hyuga's tribe interrupted the companion's trash talking and opened Byakugan, somewhat curious about what happened.

"Well, the explosion did come from over there."

The members of the Uchiha family also gave up the ineffective trash talk harassment, and followed the sight of the Hyuga tribe and looked in the direction of the explosion.

"Could someone else save Danzo?"

"Maybe it's the root's remnant!"

"Isn't it possible? The roots have been uprooted? Most of the families in the village joined forces. If the roots still escaped, it would be a hell!"

"If it's not the root, who else will come to save Danzo?"

"Well...you said that too!"

The people of the Uchiha family and the Hyuga family were chatting enthusiastically, while the one from the Aburame family maintained the family tradition, stood silently and did not participate, just listening in silence.

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