[Comprehensive] What should I do if I wear black?

"The patriarch of the dignified Qianshou actually went to the river to grill fish in the middle of the night?"

"What does it matter..." Facing the other party's ridicule, Senju Zhuma smiled without hesitation.

Since that day, the two reconciled as before, and his heart was always full of joy.

Their dreams are about to come true!

Senju Bashima stood up, walked over, and hugged Madara's shoulders, as close as brothers for many years.Uchiha Madara struggled a few times, but he didn't break away, so he took himself to the fire and sat down.

"Where's the ninja who is in charge of cooking?"

"They're exhausted too, they've already fallen asleep, so I didn't call them." Senshou Zhuma said, picking up a skewer of grilled fish and taking a big bite.

Perhaps it was because most of his thoughts were focused on the little friend next to him. He obviously didn't notice the temperature of the food that had been roasting for a long time, and he kept breathing out of the heat.

"Ah, ha, it's so hot!"

Uchiha Madara gave him a slightly speechless look.

stupid.

Who would know that the God of Ninja, who appears to be powerful and reliable to outsiders, who can call wind and rain, has such a silly side behind his back.

However, only he can see Zhuma's stupid look.

Thinking about it, the corners of Uchiha Madara's mouth involuntarily curved a very small arc, and then disappeared quickly.

"Madara, what are you doing out in the middle of the night?"

Another skewered fish was taken away from the flame in Qianshouzhujian. The burnt yellow color and fresh fragrance are mouth-watering.After making sure that the grilled fish had been cooled enough by the night wind, he handed it to Madara, "Are you also hungry?"

Uchiha Madara didn't take it.What Hashirama said just now reminded him of the original intention of chasing him, and the cold killing intent leaked for a moment.

Senshou Zhujian glanced at him, took back the grilled fish and ate it himself.After a while, he seemed to mention it unintentionally: "Is the matter with Uchiha going well?"

Madara snorted coldly, "Do you think forming an alliance is easy?"

The hatred between Uchiha and Senshou from generation to generation cannot be easily eliminated, and those few old stubbornes alone are enough to cause headaches.

"I didn't...I didn't mean that..."

"Enough! When will your depression get better!"

Senju Zhuma was depressed for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help laughing, "But, I'm really happy, Madara, Senju and Uchiha have formed an alliance, and there will be no more wars in the future."

He took the wine cup from the scroll.This time Uchiha Madara did not refuse, and the two had a drink by the fire.Throughout the whole process, Senshou Zhujian was instilling the concept of peace in his friends, and he never stopped talking.

This guy's expression is the same as that kid who talked about building a village for the first time on the cliff many years ago, it has never changed.

Uchiha Madara felt that this dream was too naive at the time, but he also had an urge to realize it by accident.After the breakup, he once thought that his dream was out of reach, but he didn't expect that it is still...

Uchiha Madara's stern eyebrows and eyes softened a little, showing the looseness of melting ice and snow.

The image of Quan Nai lying quietly in the coffin in white clothes suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Thinking of the last younger brother also turned into a dead bone in the ground, the gentleness disappeared instantly.

"You said that the only way to prevent the death of both parties is to be honest with each other..."

Uchiha Madara was silent, rarely listening patiently to Senju Bashima repeating the long speeches that made his ears callous, until a voice sounded suddenly.

[Actually, I think it's better for you to go to the room and meet honestly. 】

Uchiha Madara:! ! !

Senshou Zhujian was startled by the other party's sudden murderous intent, and stopped talking, "What's wrong?"

Madara seems a little weird tonight?

Uchiha Madara glanced at him thoughtfully, suppressed the confusion in his heart, and lowered his eyes, "It's nothing."

Senju Zhuma continued: "Senju and Uchiha live together in the same village, and we will be good brothers and a family from now on, Madara."

【Don't be so troublesome, you two just get married! 】

"Blade...Blade?"

Uchiha Madara took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead, and said in a low voice, "Hashirama, didn't you hear anything just now?"

Senju Zhuma shook his head puzzled.

What echoed just now was his own chattering voice.If someone approaches, it is impossible not to notice it with his and Madara's strength.

Uchiha Madara squinted his eyes, and a dark glow appeared in his black eyes that were as thick as the night.

While thinking, a magnified face suddenly appeared in front of him, Uchiha Madara almost couldn't hold back a punch.

Senshou Bashima stared at him worriedly for a long while, making sure that the other person was fine, then revealed a small look of disdain, and said quietly, "Madara, are you drunk?"

This time, Uchiha Madara beat him directly.

Bastard, dare to underestimate him? !

Senshou Bashima dodged his fist, smiled and suppressed the opponent's next attack, and shook the bottle with the other hand, "Do you still drink?"

"I'm not drinking anymore, I'm not in the mood." Uchiha Madara said unhappily.

Because of the fist gesture just now, he has already stood up.The long robe stretched out.The flickering flames shone from below, adding a touch of magic to the unruly eyebrows.The fried hair was blown even more messy by the night wind.In the dark night, the whole person's aura was extraordinarily cold.

"Let's fight, Hashirama."

Even the most powerful ninja would be terrified in the face of such an aura, but Senjujuma did not move, and just smiled apologetically, "Forget about tonight, and tomorrow morning I have to meet the ninjas of the Uzumaki clan."

If Madara one hits cool and turns on the mode of destroying the world, then this battle probably won't end until tomorrow night.

Senshou Zhujian added with a wry smile: "After all, it's the team that came to get engaged, so I have to go to greet them in person."

It was because of the alliance and engagement piled up together that he was so busy that he didn't even bother to eat, so he went outside to grill fish.

"got engaged?"

"Yes." Hashirama nodded naturally.

Qianshou has always been friends with Uzumaki, and the two races also have a tradition of intermarriage.When the elder mentioned this matter to him, saying that there happened to be a princess of comparable status on the other side of the whirlpool, he agreed.

There was a sudden silence.

The wind blows and the forest rustles.

After a while, Senju Hashima felt Madara sitting next to him again, "Is there any more wine?" Madara shook the bottle that was almost drunk by them, and drank it down.

"Didn't you say you're not in the mood?" Hashirama said with a smile.After being stared at by Madara, he consciously took out the rest of the wine from the scroll, "Of course!"

Madara took the bottle, filled it up and continued drinking.

"Madara, is there something on your mind?" Senju Hashimama asked in a tone that would not make the other party feel being spied on, but also implied concern.

He finally gained Madara's trust, and the establishment of the village is just around the corner.But the person Madara swore to protect was gone.

Will this village without brothers really meet Madara's wishes?

"What can I do, isn't it just to deal with the documents you sent all day long?" Uchiha Madara said lightly.

He knew that Zhujian was very concerned about the alliance, but God knew that Zhujian was as if he had been beaten with chicken blood. He sent people to send Xiao Shangao's alliance documents every day. There was a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

The disgusted Senshou Hashirama's face was ashamed, "Madara..."

"Hashirama, have you thought about it?"

The long hair on the sideburns concealed Uchiha Madara's expression, and Senju Hashirama could only see the other party holding the wine cup shaking slightly, and the bright wrist exposed from the sleeve was like fresh snow under the moonlight.

Madara stared at the wine cup, the words just now seemed to be said to the wine cup.

The bright and clear moonlight rippling in the wine cup made a piece of broken silver, and the moonlight was extremely beautiful.

Senshou Zhujian understood that the other party was talking about engagement, so he responded with a smile, "Yeah."

After all, it is beneficial to the stability of the alliance between Qianshou and Uzumaki, and Uzumaki can also help the village.That's enough.

"Then, congratulations."

"Thank you."

Senju Zhuma was very happy to receive the blessing, and by the way began to care about the gossip of his friends, "Madara, it's time for you to marry a wife!" Senju Zhuma put his arm on Madara's shoulders, laughing loudly, "Give birth to a son, and I will be his godfather!"

Uchiha Madara didn't bother to talk to him, "I'm not interested in the weak."

"Hahaha, you are still the same."

The conversation between the two didn't last long.After finishing the drink, Senjubashima extinguished the flames, and pulled Madara to tell him a few more words about the alliance, but Madara, who had exhausted his patience, punched him flying.

The two parted by the Nanhe River as they did when they were children.The figure of Qianju Zhujian disappeared in the opposite forest.Uchiha Madara slowly became expressionless.He picked up the stone and hit a float towards the water.

The stone splashed on the surface of the water, made a few slaps, and finally fell into the water with a plop.

"..."

hateful.

It seemed that he was indeed drunk.

***

【Hey, why did you marry Whirlpool? !Why!Why! ] The voice in my head seemed infinitely regretful.

Uchiha Madara sneered: "Then who do you think Hashirama should marry?"

【Marry you! 】The voice replied immediately, with a resolute and reasonable tone,【If you marry you, there will be no troubles! 】

Uchiha Madara was shocked by the other party's earth-shattering words, "..."

What are you kidding? !Both he and Hashirama are men!

The stone was thrown upwards at will, and then fell and was caught.After several repetitions, Uchiha Madara finally gave up his plan to continue playing in the water, turned around and walked back.The thin figure formed a dark silhouette in the forest.

Something broke into his spiritual world.

Everything has become abnormal since he met the lurker.

Uchiha is best at illusion, but he can't see each other clearly in the spiritual world!The power of Sharingan seems to be suppressed.

Uchiha Madara once thought that if the other party wanted to use this to obtain Uchiha's information or directly manipulate him, then even if he sealed his own consciousness, he would not let that person succeed.

But the other party didn't do anything, just stayed in a corner of his spiritual world.

While Uchiha Madara was highly vigilant, he also developed a playful attitude.

interesting.

It was the first time that an opponent other than Hashirama could match him.

"People from the mountain clan?"

【no. ] After a pause, the voice came again, it sounded like it was hard to hold back a smile, 【I am your will, Mr. Madara! 】

Uchiha Madara: "..."

God fuck my will? !

Uchiha Madara said coldly: "What is your purpose?"

[Hmm...] The man pondered for a while, and finally had a flash of inspiration——

[Does it count between you and Qianshouzhu? ! 】

Uchiha Madara: "..."

If Uchiha Madara can see through the fog of the spiritual world, he will definitely be able to see the smile on the other party's face at this time, which is flat and hidden.

Emotions are mysterious and unfathomable things.

Sometimes with just a touch of a finger, the originally calm water surface will spread out circle after circle of waves, and it will no longer be calm.

Look at Uchiha Madara's obsession with Senju Bashirama during the Fourth World War. He jumped away after being stabbed, saying that he didn't care about Senju Bashirama?

Hehe, ghost letter.

It's bad, it's just a little bit...

[You are really a match made in heaven, you are simply envious of others!Do you know that the way you two ancestors show affection has already blinded countless pairs of titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, and...]

"To shut up!"

Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth fiercely, pressed the bulging veins on his forehead, and the anger in his heart shot up.

If that person was in front of his eyes now, he would definitely extinguish the flames and burn him to the ground!

What is this nonsense? !

There is such a guy who can't communicate normally at all!

"What's your origin?" Uchiha Madara snapped his finger bones violently, "Talk to me!"

The voice finally stopped joking, and after a chuckle, it seemed to be caught in a distant memory, 【Where is my origin...】