People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 56

The aroma of grilled fish seems to attract uninvited guests.

There was a small sound of trampling on dead branches and leaves in the dense forest. As the breeze spread into Zhong Lusheng’s ears, he glanced aside with disgust, and didn’t notice the strangeness around him.

It’s a ninja.

The two sides recognized each other’s identities as soon as they met each other.

Lu Sheng, who was biting the grilled fish, looked curiously at the man in the black robe in front of him. Isn’t he afraid of heatstroke if he is so tightly wrapped in such a hot day?

The man in the robe shook his shoulders, spread his palms to imply that he was not malicious, walked slowly towards them, and whispered, “I am a ninja from Takigakura Village, and I am going to come to Konoha to see Master Hokage.”

“Is Takinobuki?” Uchiha Madara stared into his eyes, and said solemnly, “Is this a new village in Takinokuni?”

The man nodded to confirm, his thin face trembling with long narrow eyebrows, sitting on the ground casually said: “Master Hokage’s story of sealing Nine Tails has spread throughout the Ninja World. The leader sent me to say hello to Master Hokage. ”

“Have you seen Lord Hokage?” Madara asked, staring at his eyes after dropping the fish bones into the lake.

The man’s heart suddenly tightened, and the man in front of him caused Chakra in his body to stagnate with just one look. Fortunately, he was wearing a large black robe. They shouldn’t have seen the embarrassing side of him just now.

“No, this is my first time in the country of fire.”

He had never felt that his voice could be so strange, hoarse as a traveler who had drunk a drop of water for a long time in the desert of the Kingdom of Wind.

He regretted it a bit.

He shouldn’t have heard the sound of the detonating talisman, and he rushed forward excitedly.

He didn’t encounter any surprises but met a killer god, which made him want to cry without tears.

Madara looked away from him and looked at the grilled fish that was steaming next to the fire. It was fragrant after being sprinkled with spices.

Inadvertently remembered the grilled fish that he and Hashirama had eaten by the creek a long time ago. The taste of the two was very different. Now he began to wonder if they were eating raw meat at that time?

The oncoming scent made the man swallow his throat involuntarily, and squinted his eyes hard to prevent him from looking at the grilled fish aside.

Lu Sheng was very happy.

The sight in front of him is exactly his seasoning, another strong proof that he is very popular in the Shinobi world.

Could not help picking up a string and walking towards him.

The boy’s movements certainly attracted the attention of the man.

Hungry, his brain was very clear, his thoughts began to turn his eyes and pupils, relying on the long scrolls on the trees and the exquisite cloth backpack, he knew that he was the child of the big family in Konoha Village.

The man eating grilled fish in front of him was a great threat, and the boy with the Short Sword pinned to his waist had not taken it seriously.

As soon as he started on the warm wooden stick, a biting killing intent came from his neck.

The grilled fish, which was tender on the outside and tender on the inside, was thoroughly penetrated by the wooden stick, and the fragrant oil stains slowly dripped along the surface of the stick to the palm of his hand, making him afraid to act rashly.

Out of the light, he could see that the sun-stained Short Sword was pointing at his throat, only one hair away, and the cold-lighted blade made him stupefied, as if he saw his throat easily broken open like the belly of a grilled fish.

The scented grilled fish in his hand became his Achilles’ heel. He couldn’t get Jiyin to perform ninjutsu and could only hold it blankly.

His gaze began to follow the Short Sword towards its owner. The red scenery in the boy’s eyes made him exclaim, “It’s Sharingan!”

“It’s Sharingan.” Lu Sheng, standing in front of the man, repeated it blankly.

“You are unethical to foreign messengers in this way.”

The man in the robe said to them very excitedly.

“You are not a messenger, Mr. Assassin.”

Short Sword stroked the skin of the neck, and the bright red liquid began to trickle down the wound, dyeing the snow-white body of the knife red.

The neck that was gradually losing heat told him clearly, don’t try to argue that he had been exposed.

But he was not reconciled, how could they discover what he had hidden so well.

Lu Sheng seemed to see his doubts and explained: “Every time you mention Master Hokage, a slight killing intent will appear uncontrollably on your body. Perhaps it is because you know the huge gap in strength in your heart. Flaws.”

“How did you perceive it at such a young age.”

Lu Sheng didn’t answer this question, just smiled mysteriously. Of course, he wouldn’t tell him that he had long been accustomed to the substantive killing intent like a sea of ​​blood when training with Madara.

“Get to know again, Uchiha Lusheng.”

The black-robed man didn’t realize that this kind of mutual introduction was good, but he secretly glanced at the man who was quietly eating grilled fish. He seemed to have a premonition in his heart, but he still wanted to know the man’s name and replied: “Taki Hidden Village, Kakuzu.”

“It seems that you are still telling the truth about Hidden Village.” Lu Sheng, who put away Short Sword, closed Sharingan and sat back in the original position.

“Aren’t you killing me?”

Kakuzu, whose mind was disturbed, asked incredulously, unaware that the surface of his palm had been stained with oil.

Lu Sheng glanced at Kakuzu as if he was neurotic.

In my mind, I compared him with that after stealing grievances. I didn’t expect that Kakuzu’s original appearance was also quite handsome, a bit similar to the old Danzo, both of which were crooked.

Kakuzu who reacted mechanically raised the grilled fish in his hand and chewed in his heart. Although his mouth was fragrant, he didn’t care at all.

Is it killing intent?

He felt that he would definitely be able to change it next time, and perfectly conceal the killing intent in his heart, so as to perform the task perfectly.

“Are you going to assassinate Hashirama?” Madara said to him, flapping the dust in his hands.

“Yes.”

Although his heart was full of tremors, Kakuzu, who was holding the grilled fish, answered without fear at the man by the campfire.

The eyes of the two were facing each other in the air.

Kakuzu’s eyes began to dissipate, and the beautiful and mysterious patterns penetrated directly into the depths of his soul, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

The corners of his mouth were raised in relief. He guessed right, it was really Uchiha Madara.

He already knew the strength gap between them, but he would never give up the entrustment given by the village.

If he can survive, he will choose another assassination method and challenge Hokage upright.

“It’s a waste.” Lu Sheng, who carried the long scroll and backpack on his back, regretted the grilled fish that fell on the grass.

“It’s not a waste.” Madara, who walked to the carriage, understood what he was saying. “I don’t know what it would look like to see the darkness of human nature when he returned to the village after a failed mission.”

Do you compare other newly born hidden villages with the current Konoha? Lu Sheng, who jumped into the carriage, looked at the figure unbuckling the rope and thought.

Their teenage ideals have been realized, but Hashirama seems to be sinking into the quagmire of the village, gradually becoming unable to see the entire Ninja world.

The carriage began to sway and galloped away.

Lu Sheng, who was leaning on the car, looked towards the green sky, counted the leaves and asked, “How far is it from the Yuyi clan?”

“Maybe it’s just a night’s sleep after closing your eyes?”

The jokes of the two men were immediately covered by the hastily sound of horseshoes, and disappeared without a trace in the air.