People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 18 Hyuga and Uchiha

The gate of the Hyuga Clan Hall was suddenly opened.

The man with the letter in his hand was bent over and panted and breathed calmly, his gaze crossed the crowd of heads, and looked directly at the figure sitting high on the wooden platform.

The long wet hair was scattered in front of the white robe, and the bright eyes were filled with determination and the many gazes that looked at him could not help squeezing the letter in his hand.

The Hyuga tribe, who was sitting kneeling behind the door, was surprised to find that the Uchiha tribe fan was printed on the white envelope.

“Chunzheng, you are late and sit behind.”

The majestic middle-aged ninja in the middle of the high platform, his smooth forehead indicated his identity, and Feng Qingyun said calmly.

“It’s the patriarch.”

After closing the door, Chunzheng bent down and sat down obediently behind the crowd.

What he holds in his hand is the Uchiha clan issuing invitations to watch the battle of each clan. He knows that this is the Uchiha clan’s need to test the learning results of the children of the clan in the ninja school.

As the son of the patriarch, he has a very sensitive political sense. Uchiha must not only invite them Hyuga, there must be other families, and their plots are not small under the witness of many families.

On the stage, his father, Hyuga Takamichi, spoke serious nonsense about the strength of the family.

Consolidate the family?

Under the intimidation of Curse Mark: Caged Bird, the Hyuga clan split up a long time ago.

He had proposed to the clan early in the morning that the disciples in the clan should go to the ninja school to study, but it was in vain.

Patriarchal and clan power suppressed his vigorous thoughts, and the word “little light” is the most appropriate way to describe him.

The eyes of the people around him were exactly the same, so that Byakugan, who was as white as a moon, was full of unwillingness.

He who newly joined Konoha longed for change, but the passage of time made him feel that they moved from their ancestral land to a new home without any changes, just new bottles of old wine.

The meeting gradually came to an end, and the routine ending sounded.

“Does any compatriot have anything to add?”

The majestic and profound voice of the patriarch echoed in the room for a long time.

The seemingly democratic speeches were in fact with hypocritical emphasis. Chunzheng slowly stood up, and gradually stepped forward in the surprised eyes of the people around him.

“This is an invitation from the Uchiha clan, inviting us to watch the battle clan.”

Chunzheng respectfully handed over the wrinkle-free letter, standing tall and quiet in front of the crowd.

“Is this making you late?” Hyuga pointed at Tuan Fan, took out the letter in it and said, “I’m interested.”

The content of the letter was not long, it was nothing more than time and place, all of which was brought into his mind and Ryudo passed the letter to other Hyuga’s patriarchs.

It’s okay for the branch house elders to wait a while.

After the circulation was completed, the letter returned to Long Dao’s hands, and said: “This matter is for you to go to Hyuga’s house, then the meeting will be adjourned.”

The voice fell.

Long Dao took the lead to get up and the elders of the Zong family chased after him, bypassing the screen behind him, and gradually disappeared from Chunzheng’s vision.

In the empty auditorium, Chunzheng leaned weakly against the wall of the wooden platform and slumped on the ground.

His various efforts turned out to be empty. The plain eyes before his father left chilled him. He lowered his head and looked across the open door, looking into the distance.

The white clouds on the horizon changed colors with the sky, and the red-colored fiery clouds could hardly ignite his cold heart.

“stand up.”

After a long time, a familiar voice sounded on the wooden platform. Seeing that he quickly walked down the steps without any movement, he pulled him up and punched him in the face.

Chunzheng, who was holding his cheeks, couldn’t believe it, looking at the angry face in front of him.

He had never seen a father who was calm, with an angry look on his face.

Even if the news that his brother died in the battle to join the village spread to the clan, there was no change on his face that had always been like ice.

Perhaps since joining Konoha, the peaceful scene in the village has caused Hyuga Takado to gradually remove his mask, confiding his heart to his son who fell on the ground: “I know everything you do.”

Chunzheng clutched his flushed cheeks, but couldn’t cover up the huge fist marks, and looked at his father, who had always been regarded as an antique, in disbelief.

The body of Takado, who was disguised, looked a little rickety. He sat beside him and looked at the gorgeous clouds and said, “I knew when Uchiha and Konoha were preparing to create a village, but why should I wait for Ino–Shika–Chō to join them? Later, will the Hyuga family join again?”

Facing the silly son’s incomprehensible gaze, Ryudo suppressed the urge to use Gentle Fist, pointed to the innocent Byakugan, and explained: “The Hyuga family only does icing on the cake. If you bet on treasure everywhere, it would have been wiped out in the war.”

Chunzheng knows the situation of the Hyuga family, the contradiction between the clan family and the branch house, and the Byakugan coveted by foreigners.

He hopes that the Hyuga family will be able to bloom new life in the newly born Konoha and let the lifeless family land bloom, even if Youyu Chiba is half of it.

“About the ninja school, the branch house children are free to go, your child who has not yet made a sound is up to you, let’s talk about the other clan families.” Ryudao glanced at the silly son who recovered from his expression and stepped on the wooden board. Go outside.

Chunzheng, with hope ignited in his eyes, looked at the twilight and muttered, “Is it only my child and the branch house? Well, at least the hard work has paid off.”

Inside the Uchiha tribe.

Lei and Baru looked enviously at Lu Sheng who carried the Uchiha fan.

The small people carrying the huge ball fan and the towering sickle, even the severely inconsistent proportions, are incomparably brave in their eyes.

These artifacts of the Uchiha clan have defeated countless powerful enemies in the hands of the patriarch.

Lu Sheng helplessly looked at the excited Naka around him. He had no consciousness of being foe or foe at all, but he wanted to see the truth on the training ground later.

Standing the Tuan fan on the ground, Lu Sheng pulled the chain of the sickle in his hand and turned around to look at the sneaky two.

“What are you going to do? It’s not disgraceful to beat the players before the game.” Baru who reacted and trembled while protecting Lei behind him.

He knew that Lu Sheng’s strength could use this fan, and he decisively chose to show his enemy by weakness.

“Yes! If you want to fight, fight Baru first. I hope I can defeat you.”

The speechless Lei tugged at the corner of Naka’s clothes, and saw his legs trembling and his plain face pretending to be big words.

“What are you thinking about.”

Lu Sheng silently looked at the three-person group in front of him, waved his hand to signal them to come closer.

Baru looked at Naka cautiously and said: “It may be fishing. Last time the clan acted like this to the three of us.”

“Don’t you want to touch this?” Lu Sheng gently waved his fan and said softly to the child who was like a frightened bird.

“It’s true!”

Lei touched the fan blade with a happy face, and said to the two standing side by side.

Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Lu Sheng smiled satisfied: “I will trouble you to hand it over to the elder Huonu.”

The three of them looked at each other ecstatically, and now they can touch them enough on the road.

“Conditional.”

Lu Sheng looked at the three black balloons that seemed to be frustrated and said, “Help me tell the fire elder, that the patriarch is out of business. Tuan Fan represents him.”

Seeing them nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, their tone became serious on the road, and solemnly warned: “Also don’t try to use it, or it will drain Chakra and faint.”

“no problem!”

Nako stroked the blade of the sickle fascinatingly, patted his chest and promised.

“Then I’ll leave it to you!” Lu Sheng watched them towards the center of the clan with a smile on his face.

“He left this to us, so what is he going to do?”

Baru, who removed the chain from the handle of the fan, said to the two people around him who were carrying the fan together.

“It doesn’t matter to him, it has nothing to do with us.”

Gouyu replied with Naka looking at the fan with blurred eyes.

“Yes, anyway, we make blood!”

Balu, holding a sickle, looked at them with a smile, and walked towards the destination full of energy.

Lu Sheng, who finally got rid of his little tail, saw the purple shadow under the shade of the tree from a distance, and ran all the way.