Traveling through Naruto: I am the strongest rotten person!

Several masterpieces were produced one after another, all the plots that should be used were used, and for a while, nothing new could be drawn.

Kagura sighed while making dumplings in the kitchen. Sure enough, for artistic creation, staying in the same place all day long cannot inspire creative inspiration. This is why Jiraiya always travels out to collect information about the Akatsuki organization and search for information. Of course the child of prophecy is the main reason, and the second reason is probably to inspire inspiration and find creative materials.

"How about I go out for a walk too?" The idea came to Kagura's mind as she squeezed the dumpling wrapper.

So, when he saw Hashirama leaving the village for the casino again, he entrusted the Chinese cuisine to Kagura, and Kagura disguised herself as a man and followed him out.

Watching Kagura follow step by step, like a tail, Hashirama felt very embarrassed.

"Isn't this bad? If Tobirama finds out that I took you to gamble, he will have to strangle me to death."

"A kunai can't even stab you to death, are you still afraid of him strangling you to death?"

Uh, that's right.

After figuring this out, the two people happily left the village. When Tobirama found out, the two people had already lost track of time playing in the game hall of the next village.

Kagura is not a person who is good at playing games, but coming to the ninja world is really boring, and now even Snake is playing with gusto.

Hashirama is not interested in these. He likes to play dice and guess the size with others.

I don't know if it's because he's unlucky or because there's a trickster on the other side, but Hashirama is always the one who loses, but he just happens to be a very addicted person, and the more he loses, the more he gets into trouble.Kagura was thinking that maybe Tsunade, who was known as the famous big fat sheep, didn't inherit any of the blood inheritance limits. If this ability to lose every bet was considered a blood inheritance limit, she had perfectly inherited it.

"At least you have to win once. Are you going to keep losing?" As long as no one does anything, shouldn't the probability of winning or losing be [-]-[-]? How do you manage to only lose but not win?

Hashirama burst into tears and looked at his wallet, losing all the money he had defrauded from Tobirama.

Kagura holds her forehead, Nanaru still thinks about running to the casino every day. What kind of charity spirit is this?

Well, it's probably similar to ordinary people buying welfare lottery tickets. They obviously can't win a bottle of soy sauce but they still buy it every day. On the other hand, the two are the same.

Sitting at the door of the game room, Hashirama became depressed again.

Kagura sighed, the God of Ninja is really different from what he imagined.

Not only did Hashirama lose all his own money, he also lost all the money he borrowed from Kagura. Kagura stuffed the empty wallet into the bag he was carrying and looked at the sky speechlessly. Why did he feel like he was following? Where's Naruto with Jiraiya traveling around?

If you have money, you can travel all over the world, but if you don't have money, you can't move anywhere. Now, sitting on the steps at the door of the game hall are two poor guys.

"How about... let's go back to the village." After thinking about it, Kagura suggested.

Hashirama shook his head, "I have to hang around outside for a few more days. I lost all my money so quickly. If I go back, I will be beaten to death by Tobirama."

"We can't just sit here all the time." Not far away, a vendor was selling Chinese steamed buns. The aroma floated along the wind. Kagura swallowed a mouthful of saliva, she was so hungry.

"I'm fine……"

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Kagura was speechless. As expected, most people who are addicted to gambling are unreliable.

With no money to continue playing and unwilling to go back to the village, for a while, neither of them knew where to go.Since there is no place to go and we are out of the village at least, let's go look for Madara together. After all, we are idle and we have to do something. If we travel through time without seeing Uchiha Madara, then it is not a trip in vain.

"Sir, first generation, how about... let's go to Kusakure Village."

"What are you doing there?"

"Well...just think of it as finding friends."

……

There were people following her. Kagura didn't have to worry about getting lost this time. This time she wasn't acting alone like last time. She also brought a bodyguard and a navigation system. It only took two days to walk slowly from the village where they were staying to Kusagakure. , two days later, Kagura and Hashirama met Madara Uchiha in front of a small hidden house in Kusakure Village. At this time, Madara had not yet moved underground and was living a normal life like ordinary villagers.

Madara's house is isolated from the world, far away from villages and towns, and is located in a forest. It may be because his reputation is too famous and there are many people who know him, so it is better to hide his identity if he lives in a remote place.

When Hashirama and Madara met, neither of them expected that at that time Madara was pulling vegetables in the ground outside the house. It hadn't rained for many days, the land was dry, and it was not easy to pull vegetables. Madara spent a lot of effort to pull vegetables. Pull out a few small green vegetables.Looking at the few green vegetables in my hand, one meal is not enough, so I need to pull out some more.

I went to pull out another tree, but this one seemed to have claws on its roots, clinging to the soil and unable to pull it out.Madara increased the strength on his hand. The strength suddenly increased and he couldn't control it well, causing the green vegetables to break from the stem.Everything happened too suddenly. Due to inertia, Madara failed to stop the car and sat down on the ground.

"Kagura-san, look at that person. He can break his butt when he pulls out vegetables. Hahahaha, ha-ha?" Hashirama smiled and suddenly stopped laughing. How does that person look like him? Dear friend...

Even if he was alone, it would be a bit embarrassing to fall because he couldn't control his strength when pulling vegetables. Madara comforted himself and said, it's okay, no one saw it anyway, but what was even more embarrassing was that he inadvertently raised his head. , and saw Hashirama in the distance with his mouth wide open and his jaw almost falling to the ground in shock.

Madara didn't react, thinking he was dazzled, and stayed there until Hashirama made a sound.

"You, you, you, aren't you dead?" Hashirama ran towards Madara in three steps and two steps at a time, and grabbed his arm.

Old swan, this is simply a large-scale social death scene!

Bambi was a little thinner when he saw him in the Valley of the End. Looking at the green vegetables on the ground, Kagura thought, vegetarianism is indeed a great tool for losing weight. For someone like me who can't live without meat, he is very plump. He looked down and looked at it. , uh, my eyebrows twitched unconsciously, except for certain parts.

Madara also panicked and hurriedly broke away from Hashirama and got up from the ground.

His expression was very unnatural, and there was a blush on his fair face. He was so embarrassed that he was almost gnashing his teeth. Madara said: "You'd better delete the scene you just saw from your brain, otherwise I will hit you today." Until you lose your memory, hum!"

"Ah," Hashirama's expression paused and he said with a smile, "I almost forgot about it just now, but now that you reminded me, I remembered it again."

"Hey, you want a beating, don't you?!"

Hashirama hurriedly waved his hand, "Where are you? I haven't seen you for more than a year. Madara, you have become fierce."

"..."

"Speaking of which, why don't you go back to the village if you're not dead? I always thought I killed you. I spend every day missing you and repenting. I feel so guilty that I rarely even go to the casino!"

On the edge of the vegetable field, Kagura couldn't help but curl her lips and said in her heart, I believe you, a man's mouth is a liar!

"Hmph, do you want to go back to the village so you can kill me again?"

"You know I didn't mean to kill you. We built the village together, and our clansmen are all here. You..." Hashirama became talkative as soon as he met Madara, muttering non-stop.

Madara secretly thought to himself that when he climbed out of the coffin and ran away with a substitute, he thought he had done it perfectly, but he didn't expect that this simple-minded guy actually found him. Looking around, he wondered, isn't this place hidden enough? ?

"Madara, why don't you speak? Are you still angry? I can't help it. After you calm down, think about it and switch identities. What would you do if I brought the tailed beast to fight with you and threatened to destroy the village? ?”

"..."

Madara didn't speak. He had never thought about this issue. However, from beginning to end, he never thought about killing Hashirama. He just wanted to defeat him and make him agree with the path of peace he had found. That was all.

However, he didn't want to say this kind of thing to Hashirama anymore, because this guy had changed. He didn't learn from the good and the bad, and he actually carried out sneak attacks from behind!

For a moment, the two grown men looked at each other, looking at each other in silence.

Logically speaking, after such a big fight before, the friendship between this friend was gone, but seeing Madara alive and well, Hashirama actually felt very comforted from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing tears welling up in Hashirama's eyes, Madara frowned in disgust and shouted, "Don't cry!"

duang~

The sound of his voice made Hashirama instantly depressed. He didn't cry, but he was too depressed.

"I said you..." Why are you still the same as when you were a child?

Madara sighed, and the handful of small green vegetables in his hand suffered. He clenched his hands unconsciously, and the leaves of the green vegetables were broken by him.

"You thought I was going to cry, right?" Hashirama raised his head with a mischievous smile on his face, "Actually, I lied to you, hahahaha!"

Kagura stood by the vegetable field and looked at the two men. The wind was messy, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a moment. This is the so-called mentally retarded middle-aged man who is happy, right?

Hashirama is a simple-minded person, or he doesn't want to overcomplicate things. He didn't dwell too much on why Madara was alive, and quickly accepted the fact. For him, this might be one of Madara's techniques. Let him escape his own fatal attack and be alive and well.

At least, he saw his best friend again.

In front of Madara, Hashirama was like a child who hadn't grown up. If it weren't for Kagura's presence, he would probably be jumping up and down with joy.Hashirama and Madara, one was silly and happy, the other kept frowning and looking disgusted, but his eyes were always on Hashirama, looking very brainless and unhappy.