People are in Hokage, start dancing by grabbing Madara's neck

One night after a while.

moonlit night.

Thousands of hands.

Located in the patriarch's residence in the center of the clan land.

Creak——!

Tokaima, who had already fallen asleep a long time ago, quietly opened his eyes, and he watched a sneaky figure slowly open the door in the dark.

Click!

The figure closed the door softly again, tiptoed and walked softly to the side of his bed, ready to lie down and sleep.

call!Everything planned so far is perfect!

Hashirama quietly breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the clone who was hiding under the quilt instead of himself to prevent being discovered and left, and made a seal with his hands to untie the clone.

Boom!A puff of smoke exploded on the ground, and the avatar of Hashirama, who was originally hiding in the bed, turned into air.

Toikama watched as the clone technique was lifted, then heaved a sigh of relief, and lay down in Hashirama under the blanket, feeling a little suspicious in his heart.

During this period of time, the eldest brother actually came back after the sleep time stipulated by his father.

This is not the style of the big brother before.

Although it is indeed before the access control every time I return to the clan.

But every time he only left a crude clone and ran out again, let himself cover for him every time, wipe his ass...

It's too suspicious!

During this time of thinking, he could already hear Hashirama's steady breathing coming from beside his ears, and he couldn't help but feel even more puzzled.

at this time!

Tread...tread...tread!

A sound of heavy footsteps came from outside the door, and Feijian could clearly feel the breathing of Zhujian beside him becoming a little more rapid, it was obvious that his heart was very unstable now.

Bang——! !

Snapped!

The bedroom door of the brothers was swung open, and the oil lamp in the room was lit up with a snap.

Hashirama was startled by the sudden light, and he sat up from the futon in a panic.

Then quickly adjusted his expression and mentality, immediately pretended to be calm and rubbed his eyes, and then looked at the figure standing at the door with hazy eyes:

"Father... Father?"

The current patriarch of the Thousand Hands Clan, Thousand Hands Buddha Jian, the father of the three brothers, is standing at the door, looking into the house with a serious expression.

Zhu Jian was very flustered at the moment. He made an agreement with Madara and Lu Chuan to conduct expedited training at night.

After the expedited training, it has exceeded the access control and sleeping time stipulated by the family!

At this time, Tomona turned his head to look at the lit oil lamp, and shook his head expressionlessly.

Alright, I'm going to wipe his ass again...

bother……

what! ! !I'll have to figure out what Hashirama did when he went out in the middle of the night later!

Still lying on the floor between the doors, he sighed secretly, and he sat up slowly, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and complained lazily:

"Brother! Don't practice ninjutsu in the room in the middle of the night... Father... Dear Sir?!"

There was a pause between the doors for a while, and then it seemed as if he had come to his senses. His sleepy eyes widened and he looked at the Buddha room standing at the door, and shouted in surprise:

"Did something happen?! Father!"

The extremely nervous Hashirama secretly gave his younger brother a thumbs up. He looked at his father with a serious expression and swallowed.

Zhu Jian now wears the illusion wooden sign that Lu Chuan used on him to shield his breath, so even if his father finds out that something is wrong.

It can only be aware of the chakra fluctuations caused by the lifting of the clone technique!

Tokaima pretended to be practicing ninjutsu in this wave, which perfectly explained the cause of Chakra fluctuations on the surface.

In the connotation, he also showed his father that he was still working hard to practice ninjutsu in the middle of the night!

The last sentence diverted my father's attention and made him careless to think about the details of whether he was really practicing ninjutsu!As expected of my younger brother!Between the doors!

Thinking about it, Hashirama couldn't help but nodded, and then when he found that his father, Senshou Buddha, was touching his chin and looking at him suspiciously, he scratched his head embarrassingly.

Fojian shook his head at Toikama, then slowly withdrew his suspicious gaze at Hashirama, and took the oil lamp from the three-person room by the way.

Bang-!

Holding the oil lamp in his hand, Fojian looked at Zhujian's simple and honest appearance, turned around and walked out of the house, closing the door behind him.

But it was not fully closed. Fojian stood outside the house, turned his head slightly, and taught to Zhujian sitting on the floor through the gap exposed by the door and the door frame:

"I know you want to become stronger, but when you perform ninjutsu at night when other ninjas are no longer practicing, the chakra fluctuations you generate are like a bright light in the dark night."

Thousand Hands Buddha paused for a while, although he was very confident in his family's defense, after all, even in this war-torn era.

The Thousand Hands Clan is also an existence that can dominate one side!

However, this cannot prevent some lunatics from performing some crazy operations of one-for-one or even one-for-one.

Fojian turned his face sideways, lowered his eyebrows, and faced the dark room, three sleepy children taught sharply:

"So, if you don't want to die aggrieved at home, just sleep honestly at night!"

Bang! !

After finishing speaking, Qianshou Buddha jerked the door frame behind him violently, slammed the horizontal door on the door frame, and then left quickly.

Inside the room, Itakama and Hashirama looked at each other in blank dismay, but Higama, who had already felt drowsy in his heart, didn't care so much.

He threw his head back on the floor covered with bedding, closed his eyes and began to rest after a tiring day.

Hashirama next to him was still sitting on the floor after Fubanma fell asleep. He looked at the moon outside the window, and reached out from his pocket to take out the wooden sign that Lu Chuan had given him.

Hashirama raised his head, carefully observing the shape and appearance of the wooden sign under the moonlight shining through the window.

According to Lu Chuan, this wooden plaque is a prop that all members of his family will wear, and it can perfectly hide the breath.

"It's really so amazing..."

Hashirama was holding the thread on which the wooden sign was hanging, he looked left and right, and then thought of how his father didn't seem to have any doubts about him just now.

Can't help but sigh the magic of this object.

Thinking about it, Hashirama lay down holding the wooden sign, and then fell into a very peaceful and deep sleep.

And in the corner of the room, a standing figure is gradually dimming.

The moonlight shone on the standing figure, and the three people sleeping soundly in the room didn't notice the existence of this person at all.

His body is gradually merging with the wooden house, and then slowly sank.

Yes, this figure that is turning into wood is Lu Chuan's wooden clone.

Where does Lu Chuan know how to hide his breath for others, he can only hide his own figure.

The so-called illusion wooden sign is just that Lu Chuan released a wooden clone and cast illusions on the Qianshou clansmen who discovered Zhujian along the way.

Just call it artificial intelligence.

After complaining like this, Lu Chuan lay on the bed, yawned, and slowly fell asleep.