People In Konoha, Starting From Apprentice Uchiha Madara

Chapter 3 Konoha Dance King (Part 1)

After finishing the training, Lu Sheng and Zhili walked slowly along the forest path towards the clan land.

The morning light of spring rose slowly from the horizon, leaped over the branches, and shone on the newly born Konohagakure.

The golden sunlight shone on Zhili’s shoulders, and the purple hair draped behind his shoulders was stained with light and sparkling.

The familiar scene made Lu Sheng a little dizzy, and the dusty memories in his mind began to wake up.

Uchiha Zhiri.

Like Mangekyō, which is similar to a clover, he wears two Short Swords around his waist with purple hair.

This is not the founder of Yixie Nami.

Lu Sheng was in a bad mood in an instant, and he began to think wildly, maybe the world line won’t be confined to him.

Zhili lifted the hot hair in his ear, turned his bright eye pupils, looked at the boy’s pale face in surprise, and said softly: “It must be when the weapon was disarmed. The handle of the knife was twisted. Let me see. Look.”

Involuntarily speaking, Zhili took up the boy’s right hand, lowered his head and drew his fingers across the meridians to check carefully.

Holding the back of the boy’s hand in his left hand, he felt the warmth coming from him, and the index finger of his right hand swam along the meridians and felt everything was normal, and his eyes were full of doubts.

It seems… this posture is too intimate.

Zhili was stained with red clouds on his cheeks, and slowly moved his fingers away, turned around and took a deep breath, and said calmly, “It’s nothing serious, let’s go.”

The regained Lu Sheng followed the girl’s footsteps and walked on the streets of the family land. The crowds gathered from their homes along the way walked in the same direction with them.

Something’s wrong.

During this time period, there is no reason to gather so many people.

Lu Sheng was about to ask the girl around him.

A hurried shout in front of him attracted his attention, and some reckless boys came retrograde through the crowd.

Uchiha Kagami stayed steadily, breathing in fresh air, his chest was slightly ups and downs, panting and said: “Today’s clan studies are cancelled, and the clan assembly will be held later.”

“Is it gathering at the entrance of the village?”

Incomprehensible Zhili glanced at him curiously.

Lu Sheng also knew that he had made a mistake, and changed his words: “Is it all right to follow the direction of the crowd?”

Uchiha Kagami nodded and motioned for them to keep up.

The Clan Conference, the meeting room in the Uchiha clan where ninjas are usually held, can’t accommodate so many people.

The conference venue was chosen on a wide flat ground, and the simple wooden platform that was temporarily erected was visible at a glance. That’s right here.

When Lu Sheng and the others arrived, their eyes were full of Uchiha robes with flame fans.

On the left side of the line, Ray waved his right hand at them with a smile.

After Baru and Lu Sheng on the side looked at each other, they turned their heads angrily and whispered something to Naka.

Lu Sheng in the crowd saw the front of the queue at a glance. The silver-haired mother-in-law shook her fan and chatted with the second uncle.

The number of tribesmen on the rear streets is decreasing.

Uchiha Madara at the front of the queue saw that the number of people was almost the same. With the clash of armor pieces, Uchiha Madara, who boarded the wooden platform, stared quietly at the tribe below with angrily.

Lu Sheng could clearly see that the mirror and Lei’s eyes were filled with a sense of admiration from the heart.

Madara moved.

Slowly took out the note from behind and held it in his hand, with a solemn expression in his left eye under his long hair.

If he were asked to make an inspiring declaration on the battlefield, it would be almost handy, but this kind of thing is also the first time to participate in this kind of thing, and be careful with every word written on the note.

The crowd listened silently, Uchiha’s current patriarch declared war on the Senju clan.

Madara finished reading the manuscript written by Huo Nu and Setsuna, and stared at the cheering crowd blankly.

He keenly discovered that someone in the crowd looked the same as him.

Um.

He is worthy of his disciple, and he must be able to maintain this state of mind even when he is about to face a big battle.

Zhiri’s expression of excitement appeared in the same way, which made her a little curious about the calm appearance of the boy next to her. She thought that the square dance that was popular among the whole family was his proposal. It is not surprising that he must have expected what it is today. scene.

The girl couldn’t help sighing inwardly, it was amazing, Lu Sheng.

Listening to the endless cheers in my ears, Lu Sheng, who seemed to be calm on the surface, was already tender in his heart. How could I hear someone shouting, ‘Recast the glory of Uchiha, it’s our duty. ’That’s how the joke he once told Madara was spread.

With Madara’s wave of her hand, the crowd instantly calmed down.

Then the mother-in-law, shaking the fan, stepped onto the stage, and was about to hand over the note in her hand to the patriarch, but was interrupted by the lively shouts below.

The crowd with their headbands in front of them all raised their hands and waved together.

“Chili! Chili! Chili!”

The old voice seemed to be contaminated with the breath of youth, and the rhythmic shouts were full of enthusiasm, which made people put themselves in the place and returned to the era of war when the results were flying.

Lu Sheng behind the crowd clearly distinguished that it was his second uncle who was waving the flag and shouting.

Is there any mistake? How come my mother-in-law has become the most popular existence among middle-aged and elderly people.

The mother-in-law waved her group fan shyly, smiled at the hustle and bustle of the crowd, gave the list of names in her hand to Madara and turned away.

Listening to Madara reading the names on the list one by one.

Lu Sheng was so familiar with them, he almost swept all the people he knew.

Uchiha Rongmo Dayan, who was named, looked at each other excitedly.

Just as Madara was about to say a few more words, the ninja who came in an instant murmured a few words in his ear.

Madara looked into the village with warlike eyes, curled up the corners of her mouth, and waved her right hand in a loud voice: “Sarutobi and Shimura have also participated in the war! But they are hopeless. Victory will ultimately belong to the Uchiha clan!”

“That’s right!” Grand Elder Uchiha Huohu replied loudly as he walked up to the stage, waving his hands, and the tribe with various musical instruments from the side blew and beat them onto the stage.

After the instrument group was standing, Huohe clapped his palms and said, “The clan association can be disbanded, and the patriarch named it and left it.”

The excited crowd gradually dissipated.

Lu Sheng sighed at the overjoyed Lei and the others, and walked towards the queue.

“Big brother, you shouldn’t have promised them.” Tobirama sat on the table, pressing the table with his hand, and said with a serious face.

“Well, isn’t it better than dancing.” Hashirama felt nothing, and looked at the rules written on the paper with enthusiasm, and said: “On neatness and dancing, who are we Senju afraid of?”

“I’m not worried about this.” Tobirama reluctantly got off the table, pulled the chair, and took the paper and said: “There are too many loopholes. Ninjas have unlimited possibilities.”

“But the rules have been published.” Hashirama said hurriedly, who reacted.

Tobirama waved his hand and said that the problem was not big. He would be optimistic about his eldest brother as a deputy lead dancer. Don’t let him get too excited and start Wood Style to summon the big Buddha and mess up the newly built good village.

“So what about Sarutobi and Shimura?”

“Time is too late. Unexpectedly, the finals should be Uchiha and Senju.” Tobirama relentlessly answered the older brother’s question.