People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 1 The Freshman Konohagakure

The warm sun pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the branches, and the shadow of Madara’s tree swayed slightly on the ground.

Standing on the bench in the Uchiha tribe, Uchiha Lusheng stretched out his small arms, and he stood on tiptoe and lifted the brush to smear the fan that had been drawn on the wall.

The white paint was evenly smeared on the handle of the flame ball fan, Uchiha Lu Sheng couldn’t help but sighed at the endless wall.

The Great Elder Huo Nu is really harsh, he just beat Lei, Baru, and Naka fat in the race, and punish him alone for the newly built western courtyard wall, all the flame fans. Paint the handle.

Standing on the bench, I have a good view, and I can see other ethnic lands that are screaming loud slogans filled with smoke and dust not far away.

Lu Sheng carefully recalled that when he chatted with Zhili, he talked about the newly joined family in the village.

It should be the Sarutobi family and the Shimura family.

Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzō should both be born.

No, Jingdu is the same age as him.

As Lu Sheng broke his hands, he seriously recalled that they belonged to the same era.

Looking over there with vigor, monkey and pot king don’t let him down.

Lu Sheng, who didn’t notice the paint to his waist when he was akimbo, watched proudly as the fan handle on his left jumped off the bench happily, carrying a small stool in his left hand, and carrying a small stool in his right hand, along the root of the wall. Go.

He has been in this world for five years, and he once chanted “Are you there in the system?”

There is no reaction in the body.

It’s okay, people of the Uchiha clan, my life is my…cough! It’s better to keep a low profile. The world is in chaos. It is better to be cautious before opening Mangekyō.

Especially the Water Style that named Tobirama of a certain Senju clan is all used to restrain Uchiha.

The way he opens his eyes seems to be different from other Uchiha people.

It seems that there is no need to be stimulated by strong emotions to produce a special Chakra, feedback to the optic nerve to turn on Sharingan, and within five years, he turned on Shan Gouyu naturally by chance.

The sudden sound of footsteps stunned the birds on the fence. Lu Sheng stopped his movements and looked at the man wearing the Uchiha characteristic high-necked gown and carrying the red paint bucket slowly approaching him.

“Patriarch.” Lu Sheng said respectfully.

Uchiha Madara, with her left eye under her long hair, seemed a little unhappy: “Call me teacher.”

“Okay, patriarch.”

Here again, Madara reluctantly carried the paint bucket and looked at the little ghost in front of him. This kind of routine is one of his favorites to play.

“Is the teacher here to help?”

Lu Sheng stood on the bench and asked softly after painting the fan handle in front of him.

“This village now has a name. It’s’Kinoha’, the teacher picked it up!” Uchiha Madara, who was in a good mood, smeared bright red paint on the fan, with a slight pride in his tone.

“Konohagakure? It’s a catchy name.” Lu Sheng responded earnestly. He glanced at what was wrong and teased: “The teacher painted it wrong. The bottom of the divided fan is white.”

Uchiha Madara was caught off guard, and sighed, “Well, that’s it, the bright red look looks pretty good.”

“Then the teacher is going to become the leader of the village?” Lu Sheng standing on the bench raised his head and asked.

Uchiha Madara looked down at the disciple next to him. The look similar to Izuna made him a little dazed. He smeared the Yantuan fan and replied, “Maybe.”

“Then the teacher has figured out how to plan the development of the village?”

“Not yet…” Uchiha Madara opened her mouth and responded with a pause.

He really didn’t think about what to do after becoming the leader. It didn’t seem to be good to fight around like before, after all, the surrounding ninjas were all reunited.

“Since the ninja clan are all together, our Uchiha clan should set an example by proposing to build a place similar to clan studies so that all ninja can learn, and…” Lu Sheng put down the brush in his hand , Shook her fingers to Madara and said: “The place where the daily wounded and sick are concentrated, the village is patrolled for security forces, and there is a place to screen other forces’ spies.”

“Could it be that you were punished by the fire core guy and wanted to tear down the entire Uchiha clan.”

Grabbing the key Uchiha Madara, he squatted down and poked the boy’s forehead on the bench with his eyes burning.

“It hurts!” Stroking Lusheng’s forehead, as if he had received some great grievances and protested, “What, the teacher’s focus should be on the back!”

“These suggestions seem familiar.”

Uchiha Madara hugged her arms in contemplation. These suggestions were often encountered during wars, but they did not expect to be summed up by the little guy Lu Sheng.

“Teacher, Lord Hashirama is here for you.”

Lu Sheng faced Uchiha Madara’s back, took the paint bucket in his hand and consciously made room for them, and moved the small bench to the other side of the wall.

“Madara go down the street together?”

Senju Hashirama, dressed in casual clothes, stood in the shade of the trees and proposed.

Madara silently nodded apologetically at Lu Sheng, followed his pace and walked out of the Uchiha clan.

“The one you used to say was Lu Sheng.” Hashirama slowed down and said to his friends next to him.

“Well, he is very good in every way, ninjutsu and physique are very talented, and he also opened Sharingan.” Through the gradually bustling street, Uchiha Madara glanced at Hashirama with admiration, and said to him. The topic feels appreciated.

“Could it be that he is similar to Izuna, I’m sorry!” Hashirama, who suddenly fell into depression with a black line on his forehead, bowed his head and apologized.

The familiar sights of the village on Gaoposhang are all at a glance. Uchiha Madara smiled and vomited: “You have not cured your depressive illness at every turn! Remember the conversation we had here before?”

“Is it about Shadow Rock? I know they will beautify you at that time!” Hashirama looked at the busy forest and sea among the various ethnic groups in a soft voice.

“No!” Uchiha Madara denies loudly, “It’s about ethics.”

“Clan studies?” Hashirama looked at him curiously.

“Now it is not the Sarutobi and Shimura clan joining us that there will definitely be other families in the future, so we should not provide them with a place to learn together, if the families are still teaching in ethics, then what is the difference from before.” After processing, Uchiha Madara spoke out his thoughts.

“Very good suggestion, sure enough Madara is the best candidate for Hokage! Then let Senju and Uchiha lead by example.”

Hashirama smiled at Madara, happy that he didn’t see the wrong person, so that the village should go farther and farther under their joint efforts.

“and also!”

Uchiha Madara responded with a smile on his cold face.

“Is there any more? It seems to be really thinking about it!” Hashirama sat down on the rock and was about to listen carefully to the next topic of his friend.

“Are you taunting me as stupid as you! Hashirama.”

Hashirama fell into depression again, looking down at the ground, “I’m sorry.”

“Well.”

Madara, who was accustomed to this, sat next to him, looking up at the white clouds of various shapes floating in the blue sky. As the patriarch of Uchiha, he still had the ability to draw inferences, adding many details to Lu Sheng’s shallow thoughts.

The place to treat the wounded is a hospital, and security can be divided into internal and external; internal can be roughly divided into managing the daily affairs of ninjas and managing ordinary people.

It involves externally being able to distinguish spies from other forces among ninjas and civilians, detect enemy situations, assassinate and deal with some obscure things.

“Did Madara think of these all by herself?”

Senju Hashirama carefully chewed on the various ideas Madara said, some of which coincided with Tobirama.

“It is based on Lu Sheng’s idea.” Madara said leisurely, lying on the ground relaxing.

“I decided to accept him as a disciple.” Hashirama suddenly turned sideways and said.

“?” Madara, who was shrouded in the shadows, widened her eyes and rebuffed: “You can’t rob my disciple!”

“After the ninja school is completed, it’s not impossible for two people to teach one together.” Hashirama, who turned his body, continued cheerfully: “Such an excellent junior must be cultivated!”

Lu Sheng, carrying the empty paint bucket, didn’t know that he had been appointed by Hashirama now.

Knowing it might let Hashirama spare him. He has been tortured under Madara’s hands.

For five years, he lived happily under the nurturing of his mother-in-law, until sharingan was turned on when he went to Uchiha’s cemetery. Sharingan happened to be seen by Madara, and the happy life was gone from him.

In training, even if Madara controls the strength of the same age group, his muscle response is not so easy to control, at the peak of his battles.

In the physical training of Shan Gouyu vs. Shan Gouyu, Lu Sheng was wounded all over his body every time.

Although the Uchiha family’s great cause has a special medicine, it can be restored the next day, his small body can not withstand the torture of the legend of the Uchiha family.

Putting the paint bucket in the patriarchal storage room, Lu Sheng strolled quietly in the corridor, preparing to walk home.

“Wait a minute, Uchiha Lusheng.”

There was a noisy sound behind him, rapid footsteps resounding through the corridor, and the light footsteps on the wooden planks could be judged to be a group of children.

Lu Sheng turned around helplessly and looked at them, with a smile on his childish face: “What’s the matter?”

“nothing!”

Uchiha Lei, who was slightly shorter, took a step back and denied.

Uchiha Baru, whose eyes were blue, gave him a push, took a step forward in anger for his lack of strength, and said loudly, “We will continue to challenge you!”

“Yes, yes!”

On the side, Uchiha Naka brushed the pillar and nodded in agreement.

“Where is the mirror?” Lu Sheng stepped forward and asked softly.

The trio in front of him Qi Qi was taken a step back. After a push, Lei was pushed to the front and said with a chilling voice: “King is studying family history with Sister Zhili.”

Thinking of something bad, Lu Sheng suppressed the trembling right hand and asked them: “Are you not afraid of me?”

“Don’t be afraid!” Uchiha Baru guarded Lei behind him, and said impassionedly: “It’s nothing more than physical pain.”

“So now.”

They were warming up and saw them clearly, watching their eyes quietly under the corridor, and the ghostly black gouyu reflected on the mirror-like wooden planks was Sharingan.

“Go and practice, next time the clan is better than I look forward to your challenge.” Lu Sheng who closed Sharingan stepped forward and patted their shoulders, turned and walked towards home.

“Now, Baru, are we going to train?” Naka said, looking at the boy’s leaving back.

“Of course!” Baru, who wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, held Lei’s shoulders to encourage morale: “The next clan match must make Lu Sheng look good!”

“But now there are two people who can’t beat him, Sister Zhili and Lu Sheng.” Lei, who broke free of his arm, said weakly.

“Shut up!!!”

An angry voice came from the corridor.