People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 9 Fireworks

Kneeling in the room, Tobirama looked deeply over the incense that slowly ignited in the middle of the hall, and looked at the unknown purple wildflowers blooming on the walls of the hall.

As the daimyo coughed, his divergent eyes turned back.

The gorgeous clothes could not hide his aging face, and the trembling hands of the daimyo took the list of supplies from the attendant on the side.

Senju Hashirama said to the daimyo who cleared his throat and was about to speak, “Trouble you, wait a minute, there is still one person who hasn’t come.”

“It’s Uchiha Madara.” The daimyo, who was hollowed out by alcohol, looked at the Senju brother in front of him with muddy eyes, “Wait then.”

The warm yellow light shone into the house along the doors and windows, shining dazzling light on the wooden boards, and slanted the three figures onto the inner railing.

The drowsy daimyo was suddenly awakened by the weightlessness of his head sinking. He felt the moist corner of his mouth and wiped it off with his sleeve in a dazed manner. He looked at the silver-haired man with questioning eyes.

Tobirama shook his head to stand aside, and his elder brother, who looked like a wooden sculpture in the setting sun, answered.

“Really?” The daimyo moved his numb calf and raised his body backwards, gently punching with his fist calmly, adjusting to a comfortable sitting posture, “Wait then.”

The clouds in the sky became more reddish and gorgeous, and the afterglow inside the house became more vigorous.

“Fortunately, I’m famous, come to the meeting tomorrow.”

Hashirama said hoarsely apologetically, stood up and turned his back to the sun and walked away slowly, the lonely glow on his back and gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.

“Ah~Is it Tobirama?” The daimyo handed him the list of supplies in his sleeve. “Please give me more advice in the future.”

Tobirama, who took the list, looked at the text above, carefully read it back and forth several times, and put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

“teacher!”

In the familiar training ground, Lu Sheng, who had just arrived from class, pushed aside the branches that blocked his vision, and shouted to the figure who was sitting on the stone and looking at the clan land.

Under the shade of the tree, Uchiha Madara’s figure was a little lonely. Lu Sheng knew what was going on. He sat next to him and wanted to say something, but couldn’t help but say something.

“Have you been to Nanga Shrine?”

Madara’s voice was dull, her eyes fixed on the direction of the shrine and whispered.

“No.”

The quiet Lu Sheng replied crisply, he knew that Madara should have seen the stele modified by Black Zetsu.

Madara, who had some short-lived Hokage dreams, is dead.

It’s really hard to see the people around you fall into the abyss step by step.

“I’ll take you to see it.”

Uchiha Madara stood up happily and invited to the only person around him who could say something to his heart.

Across the standing red torii, follow Madara’s footsteps on the stone steps and enter the ancient shrine.

Inside the wooden building, Madara walked straight to the wall where the fan was drawn, concentrated Chakra in his palm, and pressed it up.

The stone wall began to sway and sink towards the ground. After a strong vibration, the darkness hidden behind the wall and the ignited torch revealed its original appearance.

It was a secret road, Lu Sheng followed Madara’s footsteps.

The torch is like a voice control, with the sound of their footsteps gradually igniting in the dark tunnel, bright yellow flames illuminating the road ahead, to the wide room.

Wearing a high-necked robe, Uchiha Madara stared at the stone stele filled with obscure people, and whispered, “Open Sharingan and take a look.”

Lu Sheng, who turned on Sharingan, turned Shan Gouyu. The moment his eyes contacted the stele, he suddenly had many ways to use Sharingan in his mind.

Madara looked at the boy who closed his eyes and digested the contents of the stele, and slowly walked forward, Eternal Mangekyō turned quickly in his eye sockets, and gently tapped his fingers on his forehead.

“Transcribing the seal!”

The pupil power rushed along the fingers into the boy’s closed pupils, and the specific conditions had been ordered.

Madara, who finished all this, waited quietly for his awakening.

“Only information about Shan Gouyu.” Lu Sheng opened his eyes, and Gouyu gradually dissipated in his pupils, saying in a regretful tone.

Madara, whose eyes were restored, turned to the stele and said, “I found a way to realize my dream.”

“No, you found Black Zetsu’s way to save his mother by splitting the moon.”

Lu Sheng murmured silently in his heart, knowing that even if he said it, Madara would not believe it.

The stele was handed down by Sage of Six Paths. You said it was tampered with?

What about the evidence?

Lu Sheng couldn’t get it out.

Black Zetsu?

Madara and Hashirama, who are now at the top, can’t find him, let alone him now.

“What is it?” Lu Sheng asked very cooperatively.

“A god divides yin and yang into two poles in pursuit of stability, and the two interact with each other in the opposite direction.

Opening Eternity Mangekyō’s Madara stared at the retelling of the content on the stone tablet. He didn’t want to pull the disciple behind him too deeply, and then fell into silence.

Lu Sheng saw that Madara fell into silence and pretended to analyze: “Literally understood, the gods should be the Sage of Six Paths passed down by word of mouth. Could it be the yin and yang mentioned above that created the world? ”

“Yin and Yang Escape?” Madara shook his head and said that he didn’t know. He only knew that he had found a new way. He stared into his eyes and said, “Izuna once entrusted the people to me, and now I want to entrust them to them. Give you.”

“?”

Lu Sheng said that he couldn’t understand, and put the burden of the Uchiha clan on the underage people, is that okay.

“Your eyes are very special.” Madara broke the secret in Lu Sheng’s heart, and continued: “This is also one of the reasons why I will choose you as a disciple. After so many days, I believe you are different from ordinary people. The way of thinking will not let the Uchiha clan die in the village.”

How to say how to start a personal attack, saying that others are different, covering up his inner activities, Lu Sheng replied firmly: “I accept the teacher’s request.”

The elongated shadow in the secret chamber pulsed with the swaying flames, making a “crack” sound. The shadow fell on Madara’s body, and the grim face smiled silently: “Lu Sheng is your birthday today.”

Madara, who celebrated her birthday for the younger generation for the first time, did not make any preparations, and asked: “I was told by Chi Li, do you have any wishes?”

“Fireworks!” Lu Sheng blurted out and couldn’t help but react. He wanted to see the special fireworks in this world, and blinked and said, “Let’s find a place where no one is going to put the Fire Style. It’s best to bring the group fan.”

“…”

Uchiha Madara looked helplessly at the whimsical disciple. Every time he could give himself a new trick, curled up his mouth and shook his head and said, “You don’t need to bring a fan, let’s set off a big firework dedicated to Uchiha.”

“You won’t blow up Konoha!”

Looking at Madara’s eager gaze, Lu Sheng said with some worry.

“I won’t go to school for the first day like you. The ninja bag is full of detonation charms.” Madara started to think about her sudden whim, and got excited, “No, everything is with Hashirama, let’s go.”

“It must be Elder Fire Core!”

Lu Sheng grabbed the ninja bag around his waist with his right hand, and immediately caught the person who might leak the secret.

“Well, as a teacher who is going to study at the Senju clan school, he doesn’t care about what he can do.” Uchiha Madara spread out his hands and explained that the bonfire in the secret room was bright and dark.