Chapter 112 Chapter 112 Hashirama and Madara
At that time, the ninja team system of Konoha Village still consisted of two leading ninjas and six disciples. A team of eight people moved extremely quickly but silently.
"As long as people are alive, they need food, clothing, shelter and transportation. Even though he's settled far from town, he'll inevitably have to go out to buy supplies."
A leading jonin leaped forward from the treetops, confirming the details of the next move with the team members with a serious face:
"We'll be searching the northeast, from the Nanga River all the way to the Yunlei Gorge in the Land of Lightning. Prioritize searching the cities, countries, and towns we pass through to see if there's any news of Uchiha Madara appearing. If we can initially lock down a large area, things will be much easier later."
The dark-haired young jonin leading the team gave another instruction: "Don't miss any details!"
"Do you understand?"
Several younger ninjas nodded directly and responded, "Yes!"
They didn't see a figure hundreds of meters away, lagging far behind their group. After the group left Konoha Village for several kilometers, they suddenly sped up...
"Who!" Another Hyuuga-nin in the team suddenly became alert as if he had realized something. Veins popped around his eyes, but the next second, a blood-red eye suddenly enlarged before his eyes...
A figure quickly approached from the forest, and with a dull "thump" sound, the two leading ninjas collapsed to the ground with empty eyes.
"Uchiha... Madara!"
The six students standing by cried out in surprise. After a brief moment of panic, before they could do anything else, their pupils trembled as they quickly followed in the footsteps of their leader.
Even if it was just a shadow clone, with Uchiha Madara's strength, these people could not deal with it.
For the Uchiha, obtaining a person's memory is just an illusion.
A hand wearing a black glove lifted up the leading ninja's body, and as the Mangekyo spun, a large number of memories flooded into Madara's mind.
As if he had seen something puzzling, Ban examined all the people present with some suspicion, and slowly frowned.
He thought about it, used illusion to control several people to continue moving forward, and then suspiciously created several shadow clones to chase in other directions.
In just a few hours, these ninjas who came out to look for him became intelligence agents, showing Madara everything that happened on the screen yesterday.
Because of repeated investigations, he could even clearly recall which people in the crowd had shown greedy expressions yesterday, the attitudes of the major families towards this matter after the meeting, and even the quarrel in the Uchiha clan meeting.
"Heh." Madara scoffed.
Those people are still as hypocritical as before.
As for Huo Shi? He is Huo He's younger brother and was considered his die-hard loyalist before. Although it was not stated explicitly in the later period, it can be considered as a semi-betrayal.
Before he left the village last time, Huo He secretly came to find him after the clan meeting and expressed his desire to leave with him.
However, out of the nearly one hundred loyal followers, only four or five came to find him. Following him meant abandoning all relatives and friends.
It's okay for now, but as time goes by, who can guarantee that they will not gradually change their attitude?
He saw it clearly and rejected it outright...
But he no longer cared about these past events...
After a bang, the shadow clones in all directions returned one by one.
In front of the Hokage Building, Madara was slightly stunned. A huge amount of complicated information and memories flooded into his mind, making him lose consciousness for a moment and unable to control his breath.
However, that little chakra fluctuation was not noticeable in front of the Hokage Building, which was gathering thousands of chakras at the moment. In addition, it converged very quickly, so no one noticed it.
Except for the figure in front who had fought with him all his life.
Senju Hashirama's body suddenly stiffened, and a complex emotion of joy and anticipation slowly brewed in his heart.
Is Ban back?
Hashirama was unusually nervous and embarrassed. He pretended to look around casually, and his sudden mood swings were noticed almost immediately by Tobirama Senju, who was standing beside him, but Hashirama covered it up lightly.
Meanwhile, Madara on the other side has begun to believe that the world in the picture is not an illusion...
But the question remains, who is that child?
The idea of combining the Uchiha's Yin and the Senju's Yang to produce offspring was something he hadn't considered. However, looking at his own evolved eyes in his memory, his approach wasn't wrong; it was probably just missing something...
Madara's sharp brows were tense, and he suddenly raised his hand and brushed his right eye, which had lost its sight and was covered by his hair.
Could that child be the key to fusing Hashirama's cells with his own and giving birth to the Rinnegan?
At the same time, he extracted a very important piece of information: "Two years?"
Madara stood in the shadow of the building, his face still somewhat cold and indifferent.
Those young ninjas might not believe it, but Uchiha Madara, who had already noticed the abnormality, had already made his own judgment.
He suddenly recalled the first half of his life, which was constantly dedicated but also constantly abandoned.
The inexplicable hollow feeling in his heart made Madara frown slightly, and his fists clenched unconsciously.
The last time he felt this way was when Izuna left him alone to face death.
The people he valued and cherished were leaving him one by one, and now, this last bond was about to be lost...
No, that's not right.
The bond between them had been severed two years ago.
For him, Hashirama is now an opponent and friend with whom he can fight for his whole life and respect each other, but he is no longer a brother and companion whom he can trust.
Looking at Hashirama Senju who seemed to have noticed something in front of him, Madara's eyes flashed slightly, and finally he slowly loosened his slightly clenched hands.
Forget it, after this scene is over, he will have one last meeting with Hashirama.
This is a formal farewell to Hashirama and the first half of my life...
…
Today's scene lasted for nearly twelve hours. After three o'clock in the afternoon, fewer and fewer people stayed in front of the Hokage Building until the scene and the screen disappeared completely. Finally, some ninjas who were responsible for the illusion barrier who were still watching quickly dispersed.
Hashirama didn't go back to his clan directly. Senju Tobirama looked at the direction his elder brother was heading and frowned slightly: "Brother, where are you going?"
Hashirama turned around and explained his whereabouts with a somewhat stiff expression: "I'm too tired these days, I'm going to the izakaya."
Senju Tobirama narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at his eldest brother's face, which was not well concealed and had a silly smile, and the guilty look that unconsciously shifted to the right. After a long moment, he sighed softly: "I guess he wants to go to the casino to relax?"
How could he not know what kind of personality his eldest brother had? A guy who was addicted to gambling.
But even if we go to the casino, brother shouldn’t be so nervous.
Tobirama glanced up and down at his elder brother. A familiar corner of the bag seemed to have been left out due to being too hastily tucked in, and appeared on the lapel of his elder brother's chest. Tobirama subconsciously touched his waist, and then he widened his red eyes in disbelief.
A blue vein popped out from his forehead.
“Big Brother!!!”
When did this get taken away from me!!!
Looking at his elder brother who ran away vigilantly, Senju Tobirama gritted his teeth viciously.
Because of Hashirama's gambling addiction, the financial power of their family had always been in the hands of Tobirama. Since Mito came into the family, the power has gradually been transferred to Mito's hands.
But how could someone who loves gambling have extra money?
Once someone has gambled away their weekly allowance, they often turn their attention to their less-spending younger brother...
Really...
Shouldn't he be thankful that although his elder brother is a gambler, he always has a bottom line and doesn't lend money easily?
Never mind, Big Brother is really tired these days, it's good to go out and relax occasionally...
Yesterday's experimental data still needs to be statistically compared, which is related to the eldest brother's physical condition. In his anxiety, Senju Tobirama failed to grasp the strangeness in his heart in time, and finally just shouted loudly.
"Go early and come back early!"
After watching his eldest brother wave back and confirming that he had heard him, Tobirama quickly walked towards his laboratory.
Hashirama walked stiffly towards the nearby town, and when the distant lights gradually became brighter and clearer, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past two days, Tobirama seemed to attach more importance to the experiment because of his remaining lifespan on the screen, and he was also keeping a close eye on him. Now it was a rare opportunity to get rid of the shadow guards in a fair and open manner.
"I don't know when you became so afraid of your own brother." A familiar voice sounded at the entrance of the corridor, bringing a smile to Hashirama's face.
"Madara..." He turned his head excitedly and looked at the man who was slowly approaching from behind. He scratched his head and smiled, "Tobirama is doing this for my own good. He was scared by the message on the screen and it was difficult to refuse."
The man approaching from a distance restrained his murderous aura. His handsome appearance now looked more mature, attracting the attention of people around him like a human magnet. However, his rebellious and unapproachable aura made the surrounding pedestrians unconsciously give way.
After two years, Ban seems to have become thinner and more mature.
A hint of nostalgia flashed in Hashirama's eyes: "I have an appointment at the izakaya, do you want to come with me?"
"Um."
The two walked side by side on the bustling street. Seeing Madara's pace slowing down unconsciously, Hashirama couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. He wanted to ask about the other party's situation in the past two years, but he opened his mouth and swallowed it back. His pace also slowed down unconsciously.
Madara, however, seemed not to notice Hashirama's dilemma and naturally stopped walking: "What's wrong?"
It was just that he subconsciously turned his back to Hashirama. Although it was not intentional, that slight defensiveness was easily noticeable to a strong man like Hashirama.
After all, they can never go back to the past.
For Madara, Hashirama's choice was correct and understandable, but once trust collapsed, it was difficult to rebuild it. Although he was still willing to treat Hashirama as his best friend, he could not avoid being on guard.
For Hashirama, Madara has not changed, he still considers him a friend, but he has lost Madara's trust.
"Nothing." Hashirama smiled and changed the subject to today's scene: "Have you seen today's scene?"
"That morality lesson was very interesting. The kindness passed on to each other ultimately returned to the original person. The love passed on between people will eventually be rewarded..."
Madara was silent for a while: "You are always too idealistic..."
That world is peaceful, so it values and cultivates kindness and love, but in their world, the law of the jungle is the most basic principle.
Without strength, they will only take that kind of kindness as a matter of course. Didn’t the news revealed on the screen yesterday confirm this?
Once Hashirama dies, no one will care about all the sacrifices he made before. Profits are the most important thing...
The two continued to move towards the izakaya that Hashirama mentioned. They seemed to have forgotten the previous battle in the Valley of the End. They chatted naturally about the changes that had happened in the past two days. They walked into the izakaya like a pair of close friends and sat in the private room they had booked.
An illusion barrier slowly enveloped the world, isolating the noisy sounds from the outside world, and they finally got to the point.
"Banara, do you know that child?"
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