Saving Uchiha starts from being the patriarch Uchiha Zongxian

Konoha Hospital.

The single ward on the second floor near the corner of the corridor is the room belonging to Uchiha Sogen.

The life in the hospital was not as good as imagined. Zongxian still misestimated his current influence. When Shisui told the elders what he did in the Hokage Building, the elders exaggerated it and informed them. To the tribesmen.

then,

The clan is boiling.

That damn Danzo was turned into a vegetative state by the clan leader and was lying in the hospital. This was the happiest news they had heard in the past five years, especially those who were originally a little dissatisfied with Zong Xian's firm opposition at the rally. The radicals who declared the coup suddenly turned into staunch supporters of Zong Xian.

When they heard that the clan leader was also injured in the battle with Danzo and was currently hospitalized in Konoha Hospital, groups of clan members carrying fruit baskets and various gifts began to come to express their condolences, almost filling the threshold of Sogen's ward. There were so many gifts that there was no place to put them, so we had to ask someone to send the perishable fruits to the police department for digestion.

"Ugh!!!"

Leaning back on the bed, Zong Xian sighed helplessly.

"If I had known this, I would have just gone home. Those bastard brats in the clan would not go home to sleep at night, but had to patrol around the hospital, saying they wanted to protect me from being plotted... ··To be honest, if I end up being protected by them, I might as well just jump out of the window."

"Don't say that, this is also everyone's wish. Everyone knows that you, patriarch, are very capable and outstanding, but there is a saying that it is easy to hide from open guns and hard to defend against hidden arrows. Everyone does this because they love you!"

Uchiha Arashiyama was sitting on the chair next to the hospital bed, peeling an apple.

The small and exquisite fruit knife fluttered and danced like a butterfly in his hand, peeling off the red peel in the blink of an eye, revealing the plump and white flesh inside!

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense. Those little brats are too idle. I need to find something for them to do. How is the situation in the police department? Are there any troubles?" Zong Zong has been in trouble these days. Xiandu was hospitalized, and all matters in the police department were basically entrusted to Uchiha Arashiyama to handle, while he himself was hiding in the hospital.

"Not bad! The news that Danzo has turned into a vegetative state has made everyone's emotions quite high, and some of the recent harassment and attacks on the police department from overt and covert purposes are gone. It can be said that everything is fine!!"

Uchiha Arashiyama took a bite of the apple, and the sweet juice splashed out.

"It's fine."

Zongxian didn't bother to ask more questions.

Anyway, at present, Uchiha should be able to live a stable and comfortable life for a while. As long as he does not fall, the Sandaime and the others will not take action casually. Of course, once activated, it will definitely be a thunderous force... ···But that will happen in the future. For now, just worry about the troubles in front of you!

"Dong Dong!!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Again?"

Zongxian's eyes twitched.

He glanced at the piles of gifts placed on the table and coffee table, sighed tiredly, and said feebly: "Come in! The door is unlocked!" He secretly calculated in his mind, guessing who would come this time. , but when the guests push the door open——

Zongxian raised his eyebrows.

"Zongxian, is your injury okay?"

The man with an elegant face, an easy-going smile, and a strong bookish air walked in carrying a fruit basket that was exquisitely shaped and worth a lot of money at first glance.

"Senior Cong Yun."

Zongxian sat up straight.

I was a little surprised to see this familiar person, but the friendship was not that deep. Anma Congyun, the newly appointed leader of the Anma clan, had teamed up with Zongxian several times during the Third World War. Kurama Congyun, who was already a Jonin at that time, still took good care of Zong Xian.

But after the third battle was over, it didn't take long for the Nine-Tails Rebellion to break out.

The living environment of the Uchiha clan has been getting worse and worse since then. To be honest, Zongxuan has not met Kurama Congyun for two or three years... Wait, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zongxuan's mind, and he recalled it. In the meeting in the Hokage Building four days ago, after defeating Danzo, Sogen remembered that someone was peeping at him, and the owner of the sight at that time seemed to be Kurama Sogumo.

"It seems that your injury is recovering well!" Kurama Congyun glanced at the coffee table filled with gifts, and simply placed the fruit basket on the hospital bed.

"It's just a minor injury, but Senior Cong Yun, you are really brave. If others find out that you came to my ward... I'm afraid it won't do any good. On the contrary, if you anger those old people, It might be a very difficult time."

As the saying goes, go to the Three Treasures Hall for everything.

Kurama Congyun is not a bad person, but he is not a good person who helps him in times of need. Our previous relationship was just that, and we cannot say that we were close friends.

For him to step into Zong Xian's ward even if he brings risks to his family, there must be something that prompted him to make such a decision.

"Four days ago, Sogenu, you must have opened the Mangekyō Sharingan of your clan, right?" Kurama Congyun and Uchiha Arashiyama, who took the initiative to get out of the way, nodded their thanks and sat down peacefully on the chair while speaking. None of them have the consciousness to reveal other people's secrets.

"Lanshan, help me to watch outside the door. Senior Cong Yun and I want to have a good chat."

Uchiha Arashiyama took a deep look at Kurama Congyun, threw the core of the fruit that had been chewed clean into the trash can, pulled out a paper towel to wipe his hands, walked out of the ward, closed the door behind him, and leaned against the door. Guards were set up on the walls.

in the room,

Zongxian sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, looking at Kurama Congyun with interest, "Senior Congyun, Mangekyo Sharingan...where did you know the name?"

"This is not a secret!" Kurama Congyun replied calmly, "When we were at our most powerful, our Kurama clan was said to be on equal footing with Uchiha in illusion arts. There are ancestors in the family who had practiced magic with the Uchiha clan. The Uchiha of the Mangekyō Sharingan has competed with genjutsu, and thanks to this, I was lucky enough to know about the Mangekyō Sharingan."

"I see!"

Zongxian nodded,

In fact, it doesn't matter in my heart whether it's true or not, whether it's real or fake. Zongxuan doesn't mind showing his power to the outside world. As long as it's strong enough, what if he knows that Zongxuan has the Mangekyō Sharingan?Do you think you can still find a way to break Zong Xian's pupil technique?

Although Zong Xian had been having a headache the past few days due to being disturbed by the endless stream of tribesmen, fortunately he took some time off from his busy schedule to study his own pupil skills. Wanting to crack his pupil skills was not a problem... Something so easy to do.

"So, Senior Cong Yun, what exactly do you want to see me for?" After the greetings, Zong Xian went straight to the point.

"Zongxian, your temper is still the same as before!"

A bitter smile appeared on Kurama Congyun's face. He took a deep breath and said, "I came to you because I hope you can do me a favor!"