When they change the script [Main Naruto]

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Maybe I have arrived in another world.

When Madara saw the walls of Konoha, this thought came to her mind.

They call this a village?

Even though he was well-informed, Madara had to remain silent for a while before hesitantly following them into the village.

An older ninja at the door looked at Madara for a long time. It wasn't until she frowned and wanted to echo the character's point out that the other party was rude that she saw him withdraw his gaze and ask the leader.

"We were originally going to make mine trucks, but the place where a batch of goods came from did not have mine trucks, so we had to go overland."

This was mentioned by the driver when he was chatting with Madara. At first, Madara didn't quite understand what a thundercar was, until she heard a strange sound coming from afar. The driver pointed to the direction of the sound and explained to her, Only then did she realize that the thunder car was like a string of noodles, and the smoke should be at the front of the car.

Sorry, her eyesight is bad and she really can't see what the car really looks like.

With this interruption, Madara did not notice the attitude of the ninja at the door who obviously wanted to stop her. She didn't know what the leader said to the other party. The middle-aged ninja, amidst the confusion of the young ninja, still gave it to everyone in the caravan. Released.

This village was not like the other villages Madara had visited before. Instead, it had a strange vitality and everyone seemed very busy.

Occasionally, you can see a few ninjas walking in the village with ninja bags on their waists, but they are not treated differently by ordinary people, which makes Madara surprised. She lowered her head to hide her emotions and followed the caravan to the hotel.

She gave a piece of jewelry she had left behind when she changed her dress to the person in charge of the caravan, and exchanged some money. This was the reason why she had not suspected that she had traveled through time before.

The currencies are all the same. No one would have thought that they would change the world in the blink of an eye.

"Madam, we have to change our route next, so we'll say goodbye here."

"thanks for your help."

Madara bowed in return. In their world, there were not many people with such kind intentions who were willing to help single women. After all, in that world, women who can appear alone outside are existences that people are wary of.

The proprietress of the hotel is a very kind woman. Although her husband is a bit unsmiling, it does not prevent her from smiling kindly towards the guests.

For the single Madara, the landlady can be said to be particularly enthusiastic. Especially after learning that Madara had an eye disease, she helped her arrange everything properly. In a daze, Madara thought that he had returned to his clan's land.

"Not far to the left is the village square. You can see the Hokage Tower and Hokage Rock there with a good view. Madam, if you are interested, you can go and have a look." Seeing Madara's confused look, the landlady concluded that she was being raped by a servant. He was heartbroken by the betrayal, but he still didn't recover for a while, and even more enthusiastically persuaded Madara to go out for a walk, "The Hokage Rock is a special feature of our Konoha, and it is not found in other ninja villages."

"Hooying Rock?"

"yes……"

Probably because there were not many customers, the landlady continued the explanation enthusiastically.

Madara just said a few words at the critical moment, and the landlady told her everything she knew about Konoha's situation, and attracted many people from out of town and children to join in the fun.

Of course, there are also many people who are interested and curious about Madara.

After all, in a ninja village, most of the people coming and going are ordinary people. When meeting a Madara who is so exquisitely dressed and looks like he is not an ordinary person, everyone will be curious. Children, on the other hand, are generally recognized as a curious group.

They didn't understand the material of Madara's clothes, they only knew that the clothes he wore were beautiful, more beautiful than the clothes they saw other people in the village wearing.

"Sister, are you here for a trip?"

"Sister, sister, where are you from?"

"Sister, sister, your clothes are so beautiful."

"Sister, sister, you are more beautiful than your clothes."

Madara stood there in a daze, letting the children surround him.

Because of their strong strength, the children in the clan rarely surround her in such a close manner. They mostly train hard in front of her and try to show that they are mature.

'If the children in the tribe can do this...'

Although she couldn't see their faces clearly, it didn't stop Madara from involuntarily bringing in the children she had watched grow up. Involuntarily, her voice became gentle.

Seeing her blending in with the children, the landlady smiled and turned back to work.

Others in the store couldn't help but smile knowingly when they saw this scene.

Konoha is a very peaceful village, or so it seems. Most of the people here have smiling faces. Even when everyone is gathered together, they treat ninjas equally and don't look strange.

Perhaps, this is the future that Hashirama wants?

Madara couldn't help but think like this. She climbed up the stairs to the top of Hokage Rock step by step under the guidance of passers-by. Her mind was filled with what she saw and heard along the way.

The landlady couldn't tell the names of the first and second generation, but she knew the names of the third and subsequent Hokage very well. This village, which has existed for nearly eighty years, is currently the one that most agrees with Hashirama's expectations.

Standing on the top of Hokage Rock, you can see the bustling and lively villages built around it.

Is this an aura that Madara has never felt before, or is this peace? A breeze blew, and a leaf was caught by Madara. She looked at the leaf in front of her in a daze.

"Hey, who are you?"

An impolite voice interrupted Madara's daze. Following the voice, he saw a blond-haired boy standing at the top of the stairs holding something like a barrel. At this time, he pointed at Madara like he was jumping, which was as rude as the words he said.

"You are this?"

Without answering his question, Madara asked directly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, obviously unable to react, but he quickly said in a confident tone: "Don't you see? This is paint, and soon the entire Hokage Rock will become my masterpiece."

Hearing what he said, Madara understood why the young man came here, but she didn't think there was any problem with what he was going to do.

Sure enough, when the young man saw that she didn't speak, he tied the rope with some sense and prepared to jump down.

"Are you a ninja?"

Just when he was about to jump, Madara asked.

The young man froze on the spot, looked at Madara with some confusion, and said, "This has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"I just happened to want to go to the Hokage Tower and ask the ninja to take me to the capital, so I couldn't help but ask. I'm really sorry." Madara still remembered his personality and maintained it well.

When she said this, she made the young man feel a little embarrassed. He raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, and said shyly, "Ah, there's actually nothing to be sorry for."

Of course, the boy gave up on his plan to create art because of this, and instead sat on the Hokage Rock with Madara and chatted.

At this time, in a corner of the Hokage Building, the middle-aged ninja guarding the door hesitated for a while and then knocked on the door in front of him.