People are in Konoha, starting from the teacher Uchiha Madara

Chapter 124 Doraemon
"of course can."

Sitting on the soft cushion, Lu Sheng slightly twisted his ankles, adjusted his sitting posture to make his body more comfortable, his eyes swayed with his body, and glanced at the red scroll on the table without leaving a trace.

Cang Lu leaned forward knowingly, put the scroll in front of him, and said: "This is a local product in the moon, a blueprint related to the making of puppets."

The scroll was quietly put into the sleeve by Lu Sheng. He looked at the man in front of him and asked a strange question.

"Can you play dice Gu?"

Cang Lu, who took a sip of the tea, felt a little puzzled, but still answered seriously: "I know a little bit, I'm very unlucky."

"It's okay, Hokage's luck is worse than yours." Lu Sheng nodded knowingly, "People in the village call him a gambling monster."

If the opponent Chen Daozai met back then was Senju Zhuma, his record would be far more than the 700 million, and the position of the first Hokage might have to be replaced.

Therefore, the surviving gambling houses in Konoha Village all accepted the friendly suggestion of Qianshou Feijian, and thoughtfully arranged for the food addict Da Hokage to play with insiders and an amount that allowed him to have fun.

Seeing that Cang Lu seemed to have been hit and fell into a dull mood, Lu Sheng picked up the tea from Rina, sniffed the refreshing tea fragrance and said lightly: "There is a saying that gambling is like character."

"As one of the strongest ninjas..., he is comparable to a god. Every time he loses among ordinary people, he doubts his life, and he doesn't use the ninja's ability to cheat. You should be able to get a glimpse of his character."

Cang Lu shook his head with a wry smile, reluctantly accepting the new image of God of Ninja, he said to half a cup of tea, "As a gambler, I understand it very well."

Lu Sheng was playing with the scroll in his sleeve. Seeing that he was sincere, he stood up and walked to the bookshelf, and took out the album with the family emblem printed on it.

"You should be clearer than me about the grievances between Senju, Uchiha, and Yuromo." The boy's fingers moved on the gray paper, across the family crest mentioned just now, and moved to the other side of the eight-pointed star superior.

Canoru, who has been looking at the ninja world, of course knows their grievances. He once visited the grass-created Konoha Village, and learned from his population that the brothers Madara and Hashirama had died in the war between each other's families.

It was incredible for him to see a family with a blood feud shake hands and make peace, and move towards peace.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed thinking of the branch family who thought they had mastered Hamura's fate. Fortunately, after this battle, they could no longer turn up the wind and waves.

The culprit in the ninja world is the chaotic and disordered world, where ninjas regard life as nothing in order to survive, and the culprit in the moon is the so-called inherited destiny.

Cang Lu's thoughts broke away from the obsession of the authorities and became extremely clear. He looked at the corner of the boy's mouth and said softly: "What kind of relationship do you hope the Otsutsuki clan can maintain with Konoha?"

Lu Sheng, who was flipping through the album, suddenly froze his eyes, continued to look at the various family crests, and pointed out of the room without raising his head: "You can talk to the teacher later, this sounds like a headache. topic."

Steady and powerful footsteps sounded in the corridor, and Uchiha Madara, who was slightly drunk, punched the puppet who wanted to help him to the ground, stepped over the robe spread out on the wooden board, and walked into the room.

The warm-up exercise just now allowed him to stretch his muscles and flex his fists and feet heartily, feeling that all the alcohol flowing in his blood had evaporated.

Leaning lazily on the edge of the wooden door, looking at the two people sitting upright in the room, he smiled silently, picked up the cushion and sat beside Lu Sheng, and made himself a cup of tea.

Before he could speak, Cang Lu's actions caught his attention, and the colorful scrolls were neatly distributed on the table.

"Are these local specialties?"

With a smile in his eyes, Lu Sheng spoke briskly to Cang Lu who took out a scroll from his pocket.

"That's right." Cang Lu smiled knowingly and introduced from the left, the items sealed inside the scroll, "Wine and tea on the moon, rare minerals, rare wood, and high-quality ninja tools."

He paused for a moment, looked straight into Madara's eyes and continued: "These are all your trophies."

Good guy.

Lu Sheng looked at the rolled noodles spread out on the table, and slandered, the surname Datongmu is not suitable for you, it should be changed to Dora Canglu.

Madara reached out and picked up the scrolls that sealed the tea and wine, put them in front of his desk, and said lightly: "I only want what I promised before."

"And what about the others?"

Cang Lu looked at him suspiciously, his voice inevitably hurried.

Madara took a breath to blow away the smoke in front of him, his eyes stained with mist became deep at this time, he raised his elbow and touched Lu Sheng: "I still remember what I said when I faced Takumi on the battlefield ?"

The tool man Lu Sheng replied with a boundless face: "The ally is in trouble."

Madara's meaning is very clear, he doesn't want these trophies, the identity of the village he borrowed when he made the move, these things should belong to the village, and taking a step back, the current Uchiha clan is not short of supplies.

Cang Lu looked at Madara's uncompromising appearance, silently took them back, as if unaffected, and invited, "Stay a little longer in the moon?"

Madara shook his head and gave the answer to this question. He has already got what he wanted, and he has no intention of staying here. "The matter of the separation should not be finished."

Cang Lu slightly nodded his head to express his affirmation that the eyes that had not opened Sharingan's eyes were so insightful, "The impact of this rebellion is really too great."

"After all, a broken bone is still connected to a tendon, so deal with it lightly?"

Glancing at Lu Sheng who said sarcastic remarks, Cang Lu's tone was full of sighs, and his eyes turned to look at the lively world outside the window: "Most of the fallen ninjas are dying because of exhaustion of Chakra, let them be dealt with lightly and save some time." Be happy."

"Aren't you afraid of raising tigers?"

Cang Lu sat up straight suddenly, glaring at the boy who had been pouring cold water on him, his eyes from the corner of his eye made him instantly discouraged, "After this battle, they also did something meaningful."

Lu Sheng, who didn't break the stage this time, leaned back lazily, looked at the ceiling and said softly: "The test has found the base required for the fusion of Tenseikan."

He became interested when he mentioned Tensei Eyespot, and he looked straight at Cang Lu with complicated complexion and asked, "For so many years, the Otsutsuki Clan has not born a natural Tenseisan?"

This time Cang Lu's face became more embarrassing, sweat flowed from his forehead, brushed his painful brow, and said in a low voice: "Not really."

Madara pursed her lips and felt the fragrance in her mouth, and felt dull in an instant, and a gleam of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

The strange gaze on his face went straight to the bottom of his heart, making Cang Lu dare not be angry or speak, but could only swallow his grievances, and said in his heart: I have never heard of the Uchiha clan, some people are born with the eyes of reincarnation.

(End of this chapter)