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The moonlight was dim and hazy, and the long white hair reflected the faint light, which was very conspicuous in the dark forest.

This also made Senju Hashirama understand why the young master called him Snow White.

The sharp dagger was simply sterilized by fire before being passed out. Uchiha Tobi took off his upper body clothes, revealing a palm-length wound across his abdomen.

The pain was not severe, and after Hashirama's explanation he understood the reason. It was a very useful tracking method. The scent was invisible but it left its mark everywhere, and with the paralyzing effect of the drug, it was indeed difficult for people to detect.

After borrowing the dagger, Senju Hashirama blinked. The two sat on the rocks by the river facing each other, and simply piled up a few pieces of firewood to light a small fire.

The person in front of him was tense, and seemed to dislike strangers approaching him. But it was understandable, as a qualified ninja would not expose his weaknesses.

The pair of crimson eyes looked straight at him, as if watching his every move. Hashirama smiled to show his friendliness, and then gestured to where to strike with the knife.

The wound had only been treated briefly before, and now, with the light of the fire, the sharp tip of the knife delicately and quickly cut away the sticky flesh.

Then a soft halo of light lit up, and the hand holding the knife steadily used medical ninjutsu. After a brief pain, the body obviously felt much better.

Uchiha Tobi lowered his head slightly, observing Hashirama's every move. He knew very well that if the latter wanted to take action, there would be no need to go through so much trouble.

But it is not a pleasant feeling to have your life in danger, but fortunately the whole treatment process was quick.

"I didn't expect that the Senju clan leader's medical ninjutsu is so powerful." Uchiha Tobi put on his clothes and complimented without changing his expression.

Senju Hashirama didn't care much. He put away the dagger and patted his sleeves: "Maybe it's the natural talent of our Senju clan."

The Senju clan has a strong ability to heal itself. In the words of other Uchiha, they are thick-skinned and tough. The man in front of him is the head of the Senju clan, a leader among the strong.

Thinking of this, Uchiha Tobi's expression became strange for a moment.

"As for rewards, I'll give them to you next time." Uchiha Tobi said directly, and then to make his words more credible, he added, "Tobi, my name."

The young man with long black hair nodded thoughtfully. After the fire burned out, the figure quickly disappeared.

This was not a losing deal, nor was it a kind of rescue. Hashirama Senju had a hunch that they would definitely meet again.

The sun rose quickly, shining its light on the earth and dispelling some of the cold.

Although the accident last night was very worrying, thanks to Hashirama Senju, Uchiha Tobirama was able to travel much faster.

He ran quickly across the forest plain. As the scenery on both sides flashed by, the smiling face under the firelight kept appearing in his mind.

Unwarranted kindness would only make Uchiha Tobi frown and be alert. He didn't know what Hashirama Senju's intention was, so he could only think in his heart that he must be more cautious in the future.

In this war-torn world, you have to do your best to survive.

After a day and night of traveling, Uchiha Tobi finally approached the edge of the clan's territory, but the closer he got, the slower his movements became.

Perhaps because he knew that it would not be dangerous to approach the tribe's territory, he walked slowly and openly. A black shadow was cast in the sky, it was the patrolling eagle.

The grey hood was taken off, and the long white hair fluttered in the wind, as if to prove its identity. The eagle circled a few times, confirming the identity of the approaching person before turning back.

Fei walked slowly. He was not worried about being blamed for not completing the task, but he didn't know whether he should go back.

Now he was absolutely certain that he was probably not a real Uchiha. It seemed that there was no place for him in the huge clan land.

But it's okay this way. Although being a wandering ninja is hard, he can still survive by taking on commissions.

But soon after this thought came to mind, two faces appeared in his mind. After shaking his head, Fei sighed softly and then hurried to the tribe's land.

The guard at the gate of the clan territory had a strange expression on his face when he saw the person coming back, especially when he saw the bright, undisguised white hair, and then he shook his head and turned away.

The atmosphere in the tribe was somewhat depressing, but people still nodded and greeted each other along the way. The kind-hearted woman was very caring towards the slightly frail boy. Although she was not openly partial to him, she always gave him some freshly picked food.

"It's Fei. He's back."

The woman with a kind smile waved her hand. The child beside her was only five or six years old, but he raised the basket full of things in his hand high.

"Take these back and divide them up. You have worked hard recently, Chief. Oh, don't look at my memory. You have worked hard recently, Chief." The woman smiled and motioned the boy to take the basket. "You too, you have worked hard on the mission."

Uchiha Tobi nodded and held the basket with one hand: "Thank you."

"Second brother, can we play together next time?" The five or six-year-old child asked with anticipation.

A hand fell on his head and rubbed it gently: "Next time."

Because there were only three children left in the clan leader's family, and Uchiha Tobi was the second oldest, he was often called "Second Brother" by the youngest Izuna. So the other children in the clan followed suit and called him that.

Unlike adults, children are often more pure and express their likes and dislikes more directly.

Because Tobi often makes some interesting props and invents some convenient little ninjutsu. Although they are not very powerful, they are very interesting.

Therefore, the open space in the patriarch's backyard often attracts young children.

In this world, children start to experience war when they turn five. However, five-year-olds cannot even lift heavy objects. In addition, there are no toys in this world, and there is no time for them to play.

Those few moments of relaxation are extremely rare, so even if parents remind them many times not to lose their minds over toys, those children will still sneak in with the permission of the clan leader.

The basket was filled with fresh ingredients. As the cook walked back slowly, he was thinking about what to cook.

The clan leader's house is not in the most central and safest place, but in a more remote location. Because the clan leader is the clan leader, he is responsible for ensuring the safety of the clan members.

After opening the door to the courtyard, Fei saw the empty house. He was somewhat used to it and started to prepare dinner as usual.

Dinner was simple, just a pot of random stew. It was good enough to be full, so I didn't pursue exquisite food. But I added a lot of sugar to the two bowls of soup. I like sweet taste, which is a common preference of Uchiha.

After preparing everything, Uchiha Tobi sat down cross-legged, took out the scroll he had been studying before and began to read it.

The Sharingan can copy many ninjutsu, so the Uchiha clan has a lot of books in their collection.

But Tobi found that those ninjutsu were very crude. If the right sequence was found, it seemed that they could be used for a slightly different purpose.

He picked up a pen and started to write down the details, with his long white hair tied up behind his head. At this time, there were footsteps coming from the corridor outside the door.

A ninja's walking would naturally not make such a loud noise. Fei looked up curiously and saw a familiar face looking angry.

“Second brother!”

That was his younger brother, Uchiha Izuna. Although he didn't know why he was angry, his body subconsciously turned around and when he opened his arms, he was hugged tightly.

The heavier breathing beside his ears was very obvious. Fei put down the pen and patted Izuna's shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Izuna lowered her head, and then explained gloomily: "Brother Ban has punished those who randomly assigned tasks. Don't take risks casually in the future."

Fei raised his eyebrows and pulled the person who was lying on his shoulder away: "Eat first."

This time, he found the mission difficult only after he arrived at the mission location. So he didn't want to put himself in danger, and he got out in time.

He was not used to such intimate behavior, but the person in front of him was his younger brother, so he couldn't refuse.

However, the eldest brother seemed to like Izuna's closeness, but he always had a stern face and said something like "You have grown up and can't act like a child", but he was very happy in his heart.

Izuna sat down at the table and began to talk about the mission as usual. Then he remembered to explain: "Ah, Brother Ban said he won't be back tonight, so we don't need to keep him dinner."

Looking at the meal that had been mostly eaten, Fei shook his head and said, "Don't talk while eating."

Izuna stuck out his tongue. He was only one year younger than his second brother, but he often felt that Tobi was even stricter than his father.

But it was true that his father was the head of the family and rarely spent time at home. Over the years, Izuna and Tobirama were very close.

Although he is only one year older, from a very young age, Izuna's memory has always been that of a person with a blank expression and a "stern" personality. Sometimes even his eldest brother Madara would feel guilty about it, and even his father would not refute some aspects.

For example, what to eat tonight.

Izuna could no longer remember his mother, but he still remembered her as the person who could talk to him and sleep with him.

The second brother is a very good person, and he is also very smart. He is smart enough to see through those little tricks at a glance, and no matter how submissive and weak he is, he will be held accountable.

After finishing the rice in the bowl in a few bites, Izuna sat in the yard and practiced shurikens while Tobi was cleaning up.

After putting the rice bowls on the table, Tobi saw a head sticking out of the door. Izuna asked with a distressed look on her face: "Brother, how did you teach me to do this last time?"

Quannai knew what the tribe members thought of his second brother. Although he explained to them again and again that Fei was a very powerful person, those guys only heard it from hearsay.

Tobi is a perception-type ninja, with his five senses making him very agile. Although he is always seen through because of his Sharingan, his skills improve over and over again.

Even Madara, who opened the Mangekyō Sharingan, admitted that Tobi was better than him in terms of strategy and thinking.

The strength of the Sharingan cannot directly prove a person. When those people complimented him that he was more powerful than Tobira and had opened the second magatama early, he would just roll his eyes and reason in his heart.

Fei is much more powerful than him, and can even find the weapons that he had damaged and hidden.

However, Tosou told him calmly that arguing was the most useless behavior, so over time Izuna was too lazy to explain.

As long as he and Brother Ban know it, they are a family and don't need others to understand.

The gaze from behind was scorching. Tobi threw the kunai in his hand out with one hand. After it accurately hit the wooden stake, the extremely thin wire hooked the end of his finger, but he did not pull the kunai back. Instead, he used the straight line to accurately lock the target.

After a loud bang, several shurikens were stuck on the wooden stake, leaving several deep cracks.

"This way, we can ensure that the subsequent attacks will not miss." Fei turned around to explain, retracting the thin thread, "But it seems that it can be improved a little bit..."

"Yeah." Izuna nodded vigorously, "You are right."

Using a thread to search for the enemy is still not safe enough, because the line of sight can be blocked and torn apart. It would be great if there was something like a mark, so that the attack would never miss...

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind, and Fei showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. Then, ignoring Izuna's puzzled expression, he quickly walked back and picked up a pen and paper.

An imperfect pattern appeared on the paper——