"Ibaraki."
Uchiha Madara once again pointed behind Senju Hashirama.
Senshou Zhuma glared at him angrily, "I won't be fooled again!"
"Stop flirting, both of you."
Ibaraki Doji's helpless voice came from behind him.
Senshou Bashima stood up abruptly, and said in a low voice, "Ahaha, Ibaraki, long time no see."
"What's the matter?" Uchiha Madara asked lightly.
"My friends will hold a ghost festival in seven days, let me send you an invitation letter." Ibaraki Doji said angrily.
— After his best friend kissed him, nothing happened.These two human beings are here to flirt with each other, and they don't even pay attention to him coming!
How infuriating!
Qian Shouzhu accepted the invitation directly, "Thank you."
"Madara, let's go and see!"
After Ibaraki Doji left, Senshou Bashima held the invitation letter and said excitedly, "Maybe we can find out how to go back to such a crowded place."
"Then go."
After drinking, sleepiness continued to rise, and Uchiha Madara responded casually, then wrapped his clothes and went into the house to rest.
On the day of the ceremony.
Stepping on wooden clogs and wearing a plain yukata, Senju Hashima and Uchiha Madara walked over talking and laughing, and followed the instructions on the invitation letter, stepping into the world of ghosts.
After stepping into the enchantment, the dark forest turned into another world in an instant, with brightly lit lights and fiery trees and silver flowers.All kinds of monsters jump around, and there are rows of pavements that can't be seen at a glance.
It was many times more lively than festivals in the human world.
"Here we come." Shuten-douji came over, with Ibaraki always following him by his side.
The king of the ghost clan threw a wine gourd over, "God wine, try it. The taste is not comparable to those wines made by humans."
"Thank you." Senshou Bashirama caught it accurately, "Are you waiting for us?"
"My friend is waiting for the red leaves." Ibaraki Doji interjected.
"Shut up Ibaraki!"
Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, "It's really boring."
"What did you say?!"
"Want to dance?"
The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awning, and the atmosphere is tense.
Shutendouji glanced over Uchiha Madara and Senjujuju's head for a while, folded his arms, and sneered, "I won't fight with humans who are less than 1.8 meters high."
"Ahaha..." Senju Bashirama smiled shyly and forcibly pulled Madara away.
Nonsense, if Madara fights, such a happy festival will be ruined!
But Madara's personality has become much more cheerful.Not bad.
Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth angrily.
Isn't it only one centimeter short!
The two came to a mask booth.
The shelves were lined with rows of masks, all of which were evil-looking demons and goblins.
Uchiha Madara took off a mask, took a look in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "This is not bad."
There is momentum.
Hearing this, Qianshou Zhujian glanced at it.The mask had slightly bulging cheeks and inverted eyebrows, looking menacing and terrifying.
He blurted out, "It's really like when you set fire to escape."
"Thousand-hand pillars!"
"Haha, don't do it, Madara, there are many people here."
What shocked Uchiha Madara was the amount of food in Hashirama.
Although the ninja's appetite should not be underestimated, he did not expect that Hashirama could eat so much!
When Uchiha Madara held the roasted corn given by Hashirama, and saw Hashirama holding two candy apples, his understanding of him was refreshed again, "You can still eat..."
He almost vomited!
"Haha, this kind of festival has to be fun to eat and play!" Senju Hashima said proudly, and handed a candy apple to Madara, with a kind of joy from the heart in his eyes, "Speaking of which, this It’s the first time we’ve visited a festival together.”
"What's so interesting about this kind of thing..." Uchiha Madara said disdainfully, picked up the sugar apple, and prepared to bite it.
If you have a sweet tooth, you can barely eat it.
"Meet you again, Scabbers!"
The back of his head was pressed heavily unexpectedly.
"Hi, Scabber!"
"Goodbye Scabbers!"
After using Uchiha Madara's head as a bouncing platform, Yamato jumped onto the running magic frog again and disappeared instantly.
The sugar apple covered with syrup was directly pasted on Uchiha Madara's slanted bangs.
The corn in Uchiha Madara's hand was crushed, "I'm going to roast that rabbit!!!"
"Don't be like this, it's still a child." Senju Hashima suppressed a smile, grabbed Madara and handed him his candy apple.
Then he tore off the sugar apples that stuck to the spotty hair, threw them in the trash can, picked up the few strands of hair, and took a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe them carefully.
Senshou Zhujian frowned, "I have to go back and clean it."
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Uchiha Madara grabbed a passing kappa casually, and let out a murderous look, "Give me the water polo in your hand."
Kappa: "Hey..."
It's just passing by!Whoever provoked whom!
***
After eating and drinking enough, the two sat on a big tree next to the ceremony venue, and while tasting the divine wine given by the ghost king, they watched the crowd below.
"These monsters are also really strange. They actually recognize people by their breath, not their appearance."
What a shameless society!
Therefore, the feelings of monsters will not change because of the other party's age and fading.
"If only human emotions were like this."
"Even if you want to dislike it, you have no chance." Uchiha Madara said lightly.
How many ninja lives were lost in their youth, and very few of them survived until their hair and beard turned white.
"Everyone can live a good life from now on! Everything will be fine, Madara."
"Hmph, you're really talking to yourself."
"We want to become people who maintain peace like Onmyoji."
"You are so naive, Hashirama." Uchiha Madara mocked calmly, but his attitude was not as tough as before.
In this world, he does see hope: even if the monsters go the other way, peace can still be achieved.
"As long as everyone treats each other honestly and drinks a cup of sworn friendship, we will always understand each other!"
This is the path that Uchiha Madara pointed out for him, and throughout his life, Senju Zhuma lived with this belief.
He danced and said: "In this way, more and more people will be willing to become 'Onmyoji' in the ninja world."
"Until one day, even 'Onmyoji' is no longer needed, and peace will be a real reality!"
Uchiha Madara supported his head with one hand, listening to the other party's long speech with rare patience.
During the speech, balls of hot air were exhaled and dissipated in the icy air.
"At that time, we will also hold such a festival in Konoha to celebrate!" Senshou Bashima looked at him expectantly.
You are always so optimistic, Hashirama.
Uchiha Madara took a sip of wine, and raised the corners of his mouth with interest, "Sounds good."
If there is a day when it comes true... I want to see it with my own eyes.
At some point, the sky was covered with fine snow like goose feathers again, but it didn't affect the fiery atmosphere of the festival at all.
Monsters are not afraid of the cold.
"Ah." Senshou Zhujian let out a low cry as if waking up from a dream, took out the scroll from his sleeve, and unsealed it.
A sandalwood box appeared in his hand.
"what?"
"Birthday present for you." Senju Hashirama handed it over with a smile, "Open it and have a look."
The word birthday made Uchiha Madara slightly taken aback.
This kind of thing doesn't even remember himself.
Ninjas die at some point and have birthdays... like a sarcasm.
In addition, there are too many things he worries about, such as power, clan, peace... In the eyes of the Uchiha patriarch, the birthday is really insignificant.
But in the past, Quan Nai just remembered.
As the patriarch, he is not lacking in material things.Quanna also knows this, so she usually prepares her favorite bean curd sushi, which is simple but attentive.
Then he said with a smile.
[Nissan, happy birthday. 】
Uchiha Madara clenched the glove in his hand.
He originally thought that the last person in the world who would remember his birthday also left.
The gloves felt thicker and softer than the ones he was used to wearing.Uchiha Madara opened the inside of the glove and found that the inside was covered with a layer of fine fluff.
Even in the dead of winter, his gloves are only a thin layer.If the gloves are too thick, it will affect the printing speed.
"This kind of fluff will not affect the movement of fingers." Senju Hashima hurriedly explained, "This is the first ring of fine fluff that Inari's fox has changed under its neck this winter!"
He smiled and said, "Try it on?"
Uchiha Madara put the gloves on as he said.
The frozen fingertips quickly warmed up.
"Is this what you entrusted those two banshees to do?" Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
No wonder Hashirama always hangs out with them, looking mysterious.
"I promised them that I would help them bring the Peach Blossom Forest back to life." Senju Zhuma said with a shy smile, "In return, they helped me get these fluffs from God Inari."
Uchiha Madara turned his palm over and over again, and with the brilliant lights of the festival, raised his palm slightly and looked at it carefully.
The bottom of the man's eyes were as dark and deep as frozen, without a trace of warmth.
It was as if he was completely immersed in his own thoughts.
Senju Bashima considerately did not disturb Madara at this time.
Finally, Uchiha Madara spoke inexplicably.
"Maybe you're right, Hashirama."
"Your dream will continue, and more and more people will come to you..."
"At that time, I will no longer be of any use."
The man was slightly startled, then he seemed to understand and laughed.He bent his eyes, but the firmness in his words was irrefutable.
"I can build Konoha, and Konoha can achieve what it is today, without you it would not be possible."
"spot."
"You are an inspiration to me from heaven."
"Irreplaceable."
Uchiha Madara:! ! !
……
Snapped!
The wine saucer fell from the tree with a crisp sound, and was immediately overwhelmed by the lively sound of the festival.
Qianshou Zhujian's breath stagnates.
The black pupils dilated instantly, staring in astonishment at the face that was close at hand.
The back was pushed against the tree trunk, and the arms were firmly restrained.
Unlike the land of land, this time, Uchiha Madara directly pried open his lips and teeth, and the soft tongue licked the warm inner wall of the mouth, and wrapped around the tip of his tongue.
The strong stimulation goes straight to the brain!
Coping passively, Senshou Zhuma was teased by the other party so that his face flushed and his breathing became short of breath.
Even though he was reluctant, he still couldn't bear to push away such spots.
While breathing, the hot smell of alcohol diffused, and his head seemed to be dizzy.
This wine has great stamina...
The two of them were still on the tree at the moment, and it was easy for Madara to fall off in this posture of pounced on him.
spot……
When the consciousness was blurred, Senju Hashirama raised his hand and hugged Madara back.
Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows slightly.
Nice response.
He deepened the kiss forcefully.
No matter how confused Senjujuma is, as a man, he is still the patriarch of Senju who has been fighting Uchiha Madara for many years, and he will not make himself completely passive.
"Well……"
Unexpectedly, Hashirama would fight back so quickly, Uchiha Madara blushed slightly, and then reacted quickly, fighting him not to be outdone.
Until a pair of cold hands touched the skirt of Qianjuzhujian.
"Blade...Blade?!"
Feeling that his clothes were lifted, Senshou Zhujian's chaotic brain instantly woke up!
The scorching breath sprayed on the base of the ears and neck, making those places in Qianshou Zhujian immediately flushed, "Madara!"
"Didn't you say that you should be honest with each other..." Two rows of teeth rubbed against his neck playfully.Uchiha Madara said in a hoarse voice, "Let me take a bite."
Cold sweat flowed from Qianshou Zhujian: You don't look like you just want to bite someone at all!
Uchiha Madara chuckled.
"Opening the eyes of reincarnation... Isn't it just necessary?"
Uchiha Madara once again pointed behind Senju Hashirama.
Senshou Zhuma glared at him angrily, "I won't be fooled again!"
"Stop flirting, both of you."
Ibaraki Doji's helpless voice came from behind him.
Senshou Bashima stood up abruptly, and said in a low voice, "Ahaha, Ibaraki, long time no see."
"What's the matter?" Uchiha Madara asked lightly.
"My friends will hold a ghost festival in seven days, let me send you an invitation letter." Ibaraki Doji said angrily.
— After his best friend kissed him, nothing happened.These two human beings are here to flirt with each other, and they don't even pay attention to him coming!
How infuriating!
Qian Shouzhu accepted the invitation directly, "Thank you."
"Madara, let's go and see!"
After Ibaraki Doji left, Senshou Bashima held the invitation letter and said excitedly, "Maybe we can find out how to go back to such a crowded place."
"Then go."
After drinking, sleepiness continued to rise, and Uchiha Madara responded casually, then wrapped his clothes and went into the house to rest.
On the day of the ceremony.
Stepping on wooden clogs and wearing a plain yukata, Senju Hashima and Uchiha Madara walked over talking and laughing, and followed the instructions on the invitation letter, stepping into the world of ghosts.
After stepping into the enchantment, the dark forest turned into another world in an instant, with brightly lit lights and fiery trees and silver flowers.All kinds of monsters jump around, and there are rows of pavements that can't be seen at a glance.
It was many times more lively than festivals in the human world.
"Here we come." Shuten-douji came over, with Ibaraki always following him by his side.
The king of the ghost clan threw a wine gourd over, "God wine, try it. The taste is not comparable to those wines made by humans."
"Thank you." Senshou Bashirama caught it accurately, "Are you waiting for us?"
"My friend is waiting for the red leaves." Ibaraki Doji interjected.
"Shut up Ibaraki!"
Uchiha Madara snorted coldly, "It's really boring."
"What did you say?!"
"Want to dance?"
The tip of the needle is facing the wheat awning, and the atmosphere is tense.
Shutendouji glanced over Uchiha Madara and Senjujuju's head for a while, folded his arms, and sneered, "I won't fight with humans who are less than 1.8 meters high."
"Ahaha..." Senju Bashirama smiled shyly and forcibly pulled Madara away.
Nonsense, if Madara fights, such a happy festival will be ruined!
But Madara's personality has become much more cheerful.Not bad.
Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth angrily.
Isn't it only one centimeter short!
The two came to a mask booth.
The shelves were lined with rows of masks, all of which were evil-looking demons and goblins.
Uchiha Madara took off a mask, took a look in his hand, and said with satisfaction: "This is not bad."
There is momentum.
Hearing this, Qianshou Zhujian glanced at it.The mask had slightly bulging cheeks and inverted eyebrows, looking menacing and terrifying.
He blurted out, "It's really like when you set fire to escape."
"Thousand-hand pillars!"
"Haha, don't do it, Madara, there are many people here."
What shocked Uchiha Madara was the amount of food in Hashirama.
Although the ninja's appetite should not be underestimated, he did not expect that Hashirama could eat so much!
When Uchiha Madara held the roasted corn given by Hashirama, and saw Hashirama holding two candy apples, his understanding of him was refreshed again, "You can still eat..."
He almost vomited!
"Haha, this kind of festival has to be fun to eat and play!" Senju Hashima said proudly, and handed a candy apple to Madara, with a kind of joy from the heart in his eyes, "Speaking of which, this It’s the first time we’ve visited a festival together.”
"What's so interesting about this kind of thing..." Uchiha Madara said disdainfully, picked up the sugar apple, and prepared to bite it.
If you have a sweet tooth, you can barely eat it.
"Meet you again, Scabbers!"
The back of his head was pressed heavily unexpectedly.
"Hi, Scabber!"
"Goodbye Scabbers!"
After using Uchiha Madara's head as a bouncing platform, Yamato jumped onto the running magic frog again and disappeared instantly.
The sugar apple covered with syrup was directly pasted on Uchiha Madara's slanted bangs.
The corn in Uchiha Madara's hand was crushed, "I'm going to roast that rabbit!!!"
"Don't be like this, it's still a child." Senju Hashima suppressed a smile, grabbed Madara and handed him his candy apple.
Then he tore off the sugar apples that stuck to the spotty hair, threw them in the trash can, picked up the few strands of hair, and took a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe them carefully.
Senshou Zhujian frowned, "I have to go back and clean it."
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Uchiha Madara grabbed a passing kappa casually, and let out a murderous look, "Give me the water polo in your hand."
Kappa: "Hey..."
It's just passing by!Whoever provoked whom!
***
After eating and drinking enough, the two sat on a big tree next to the ceremony venue, and while tasting the divine wine given by the ghost king, they watched the crowd below.
"These monsters are also really strange. They actually recognize people by their breath, not their appearance."
What a shameless society!
Therefore, the feelings of monsters will not change because of the other party's age and fading.
"If only human emotions were like this."
"Even if you want to dislike it, you have no chance." Uchiha Madara said lightly.
How many ninja lives were lost in their youth, and very few of them survived until their hair and beard turned white.
"Everyone can live a good life from now on! Everything will be fine, Madara."
"Hmph, you're really talking to yourself."
"We want to become people who maintain peace like Onmyoji."
"You are so naive, Hashirama." Uchiha Madara mocked calmly, but his attitude was not as tough as before.
In this world, he does see hope: even if the monsters go the other way, peace can still be achieved.
"As long as everyone treats each other honestly and drinks a cup of sworn friendship, we will always understand each other!"
This is the path that Uchiha Madara pointed out for him, and throughout his life, Senju Zhuma lived with this belief.
He danced and said: "In this way, more and more people will be willing to become 'Onmyoji' in the ninja world."
"Until one day, even 'Onmyoji' is no longer needed, and peace will be a real reality!"
Uchiha Madara supported his head with one hand, listening to the other party's long speech with rare patience.
During the speech, balls of hot air were exhaled and dissipated in the icy air.
"At that time, we will also hold such a festival in Konoha to celebrate!" Senshou Bashima looked at him expectantly.
You are always so optimistic, Hashirama.
Uchiha Madara took a sip of wine, and raised the corners of his mouth with interest, "Sounds good."
If there is a day when it comes true... I want to see it with my own eyes.
At some point, the sky was covered with fine snow like goose feathers again, but it didn't affect the fiery atmosphere of the festival at all.
Monsters are not afraid of the cold.
"Ah." Senshou Zhujian let out a low cry as if waking up from a dream, took out the scroll from his sleeve, and unsealed it.
A sandalwood box appeared in his hand.
"what?"
"Birthday present for you." Senju Hashirama handed it over with a smile, "Open it and have a look."
The word birthday made Uchiha Madara slightly taken aback.
This kind of thing doesn't even remember himself.
Ninjas die at some point and have birthdays... like a sarcasm.
In addition, there are too many things he worries about, such as power, clan, peace... In the eyes of the Uchiha patriarch, the birthday is really insignificant.
But in the past, Quan Nai just remembered.
As the patriarch, he is not lacking in material things.Quanna also knows this, so she usually prepares her favorite bean curd sushi, which is simple but attentive.
Then he said with a smile.
[Nissan, happy birthday. 】
Uchiha Madara clenched the glove in his hand.
He originally thought that the last person in the world who would remember his birthday also left.
The gloves felt thicker and softer than the ones he was used to wearing.Uchiha Madara opened the inside of the glove and found that the inside was covered with a layer of fine fluff.
Even in the dead of winter, his gloves are only a thin layer.If the gloves are too thick, it will affect the printing speed.
"This kind of fluff will not affect the movement of fingers." Senju Hashima hurriedly explained, "This is the first ring of fine fluff that Inari's fox has changed under its neck this winter!"
He smiled and said, "Try it on?"
Uchiha Madara put the gloves on as he said.
The frozen fingertips quickly warmed up.
"Is this what you entrusted those two banshees to do?" Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
No wonder Hashirama always hangs out with them, looking mysterious.
"I promised them that I would help them bring the Peach Blossom Forest back to life." Senju Zhuma said with a shy smile, "In return, they helped me get these fluffs from God Inari."
Uchiha Madara turned his palm over and over again, and with the brilliant lights of the festival, raised his palm slightly and looked at it carefully.
The bottom of the man's eyes were as dark and deep as frozen, without a trace of warmth.
It was as if he was completely immersed in his own thoughts.
Senju Bashima considerately did not disturb Madara at this time.
Finally, Uchiha Madara spoke inexplicably.
"Maybe you're right, Hashirama."
"Your dream will continue, and more and more people will come to you..."
"At that time, I will no longer be of any use."
The man was slightly startled, then he seemed to understand and laughed.He bent his eyes, but the firmness in his words was irrefutable.
"I can build Konoha, and Konoha can achieve what it is today, without you it would not be possible."
"spot."
"You are an inspiration to me from heaven."
"Irreplaceable."
Uchiha Madara:! ! !
……
Snapped!
The wine saucer fell from the tree with a crisp sound, and was immediately overwhelmed by the lively sound of the festival.
Qianshou Zhujian's breath stagnates.
The black pupils dilated instantly, staring in astonishment at the face that was close at hand.
The back was pushed against the tree trunk, and the arms were firmly restrained.
Unlike the land of land, this time, Uchiha Madara directly pried open his lips and teeth, and the soft tongue licked the warm inner wall of the mouth, and wrapped around the tip of his tongue.
The strong stimulation goes straight to the brain!
Coping passively, Senshou Zhuma was teased by the other party so that his face flushed and his breathing became short of breath.
Even though he was reluctant, he still couldn't bear to push away such spots.
While breathing, the hot smell of alcohol diffused, and his head seemed to be dizzy.
This wine has great stamina...
The two of them were still on the tree at the moment, and it was easy for Madara to fall off in this posture of pounced on him.
spot……
When the consciousness was blurred, Senju Hashirama raised his hand and hugged Madara back.
Uchiha Madara raised his eyebrows slightly.
Nice response.
He deepened the kiss forcefully.
No matter how confused Senjujuma is, as a man, he is still the patriarch of Senju who has been fighting Uchiha Madara for many years, and he will not make himself completely passive.
"Well……"
Unexpectedly, Hashirama would fight back so quickly, Uchiha Madara blushed slightly, and then reacted quickly, fighting him not to be outdone.
Until a pair of cold hands touched the skirt of Qianjuzhujian.
"Blade...Blade?!"
Feeling that his clothes were lifted, Senshou Zhujian's chaotic brain instantly woke up!
The scorching breath sprayed on the base of the ears and neck, making those places in Qianshou Zhujian immediately flushed, "Madara!"
"Didn't you say that you should be honest with each other..." Two rows of teeth rubbed against his neck playfully.Uchiha Madara said in a hoarse voice, "Let me take a bite."
Cold sweat flowed from Qianshou Zhujian: You don't look like you just want to bite someone at all!
Uchiha Madara chuckled.
"Opening the eyes of reincarnation... Isn't it just necessary?"
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