Ninjas should be dressed in meat

Chapter 4 Extubation
Uchiha Madara lived four words in his life: Senjuzhuma.

It even surpassed his younger brother Quanna.

From the acquaintance when they were young, to the acquaintance and killing when they grew up, and then they created Konoha together, and because of different ideas, they reluctantly left.

The shadow of Senju Hashirama completely carried through Uchiha Madara's life, for which he even tattooed Hashirama's face on his chest, even if he is dormant in the base now, I am afraid that his dreams are full of points with Senju Hashirama bit by bit?

……

After Shiraki figured this out, he began to design a plan for how to extubate without injury.

In his previous life, he was a very dedicated secondary actor, and his acting skills can be described as hardcore. And those big stars have professional makeup artists, and every stroke is a magic hand. The pancake fruit changed jobs, like smearing sauce, just smearing it on the face indiscriminately is enough.

As a trump card player, if he wanted to stand out in the crew, he naturally couldn't be fooled like this. In his previous life, he secretly learned a lot of skills from those makeup artists, and often gave himself makeup.

In the next half-hour modeling process, Shiraki used the white ash precipitated from the tree, using the same craftsmanship as a magician, but lightly powdered it, and in addition, his appearance was originally similar to that of Senshouzhu. There is a bit of similarity, the thin cheek outline immediately reveals his appearance in the anime when he was young.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to paint your face as white as ours, trying to join us? It won't work, you have to cut off your rectum first." Scroll Baijue spread his hands, completely unable to understand what Baimu was doing .

The damn ghost wants to become a person who can't poop like you!
"Madara-sama... happy." Shiraki pretended to be Mengxin.

"Oh oh oh! You are so sensible, Xiao Shiraki is trying to make Mrs. Madara happy? It's a pity that Mrs. Madara is sleeping, even if he is awake, he doesn't understand our jokes at all." Scroll Baijue was helpless Spread your hands.

Shiraki walked to Uchiha Madara's side, took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and gently stroked the oxygen tube behind Uchiha Madara. There were three in total, and he only planned to pull out one.

"Xiao Shiraki, this is the pipe that Madara-sama depends on for survival. You are so thousands of thousands..." Wuzuo Baijue's words stopped at this moment, and he could never finish.

slap...

A milky white pipe disconnected from Uchiha Madara's back and fell.

"Ah!!!!" The whirlpool Baijue was so frightened that his body separated instantly, and the entire swirl-shaped body exploded like a flower, turning into earthworms crawling all over the ground.

Scientific name: fried hair.

"Oh, why are you calling like a little bitch." Spiky Baijue was watering the flowers.

turn around
"what!!!!"

The spiky Baijue was also directly exploded into a ball of sea urchin.

Uchiha Madara opened his eyes suddenly, one empty eye was like a deep abyss, and the other Sangouyu Sharingan slowly turned, an aura of contempt for everything in the world erupted instantly.

"Banbanban... my lord! Don't be angry! My cub is ignorant, kill me if you want to! Don't hurt Xiao Baimu!" ​​The whirlpool Baijue chick kowtowed on the ground like pecking rice.

Spiky Baijue rushed over in the blink of an eye, picked up the oxygen tube from the ground and connected it to Uchiha Madara.

Uchiha Madara's neck was like a gear that had lost its lubrication, rattled, twisted dryly, and his one-eyed gaze fell on Shiraki Sunshine's face.

It's the silly smirk of Senju Zhuma's childhood in the anime, which was vividly expressed by Shiraki.

"Hashirama...?" Uchiha Madara, who had just woken up from hibernation, slowly wriggled out such a noun with his dry, toothless lips.

"Madara! Why are you sitting here and not moving, let's get up and play together!" Even though the back of Shiraki's head was covered with cold sweat, he still put on the sunniest smile.

"It's nothing..." Uchiha Madara even suspected that he was still immersed in a dormant dream.

In the dream, he reincarnated countless times from the first meeting to the valley of the end. What he misses the most is the days when he was carefree when he was a child by the river.

The second most painful thing is the day when Senju Hashirama married Uzumaki Mito.

"You're not Hashirama..." Uchiha Madara was so tired that he could barely open his eyes, but still kept his gaze on Shiraki's face.

The palms of Shiraki's clenched hands were covered with sweat, for fear that Uchiha Madara would kill him instantly with a single look.

"Hashirama doesn't know how to wear women's clothes... I persuaded him many times, but he was unwilling..." Uchiha Madara's mouth barely raised an arc.

"Huh... Since you laughed, you probably won't kill me." Bai Mu was so nervous that he didn't even care about the system's task completion prompt.

"But... who the hell are you?" Uchiha Madara turned his face faster than he could turn a book, and his eyes instantly filled with murderous intent, which made Shiraki's mood drop to freezing point.

"Ahhhh! Madara-sama, he is my cub, the Hashirama clone cultivated by Heijue, the one I kept after the failure! He really didn't do it on purpose, he just wanted to coax you Happy..." Wujuan Baijue knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"So it's that thing..." Madara naturally remembered that during the limited waking time, the two Baijue picked up a failed experimental child because they were too bored in the underground cave, and he kept feeding and playing with it, and he didn't care about it. They didn't expect to really wake up.

"Master Madara... I'm sorry, after I woke up, I had some memories about Master Madara in my mind, and it ended when I threw stones by the river." Shiraki also bowed and apologized at the right time.

At this time, Shiraki was also panicked and yuppie in his heart, just in case Madara said something out of his mouth, our memory is only for me and Hashirama to share, and then it would be over if I killed myself at a glance.

"Is it the deepest memory imprinted deep in the gene... even transmitted to the clones, could it be that this is also the time that Hashirama misses the most..." Uchiha Madara breathed slowly, and his eyes gradually closed.

Once a person gets old, he will start to indulge in memories, and his killing heart will be weakened by time.

"Unless the right person appears, don't bother me anymore, I don't want to feel this decayed body anymore." Madara closed his eyes completely and returned to his dream.

"Huh..." Bai Mu breathed a sigh of relief, his back was already drenched in cold sweat, it was terrible, the feeling of being able to kill him with a single look at any time, this is a domineering feeling that he can't imitate.

I have to remember this feeling, man, it should be so!

"I want to be a ninja king who is more domineering than Madara Uchiha!" Shiraki has found his purpose in life.

"Huh... it's really dangerous... I was almost killed." Scroll Baijue almost softened into a puddle of mud.

Bai Mu looked at the scrolling Bai Jue, his eyes gradually softened, Bai Jue actually pleaded for him just now, what a good mother.

"Ding!"

"Mission: Unplug Uchiha Madara's oxygen tube, complete!"

"Reward: Randomly draw a hero skill once"

"Remarks: In the sky and on the earth, you are the one with the fattest guts"

"Ding!"

"Get a new mission: Dance with Uchiha Madara"

"Reward: randomly draw a hero skill once"

"Remarks: No.1 dancing with Konoha Dance King"

"...Crap, this is!!! If you want my life, just say so?" Bai Mu roared wildly in his heart.

(End of this chapter)