When people are in Konoha, everyone awakens their past life memories

As Uchiha Madara's figure approaches Amegakure Village.

His thoughts couldn't help but go back to the life he spent in his dreams.

That year, he was only 12 years old during the war.

The rain was pattering.

Madara Uchiha laughed and returned home from the river with Chen Feng.

Ban was changing into clean clothes when Chen Feng opened the door and came in.

"Chen Feng!"

Uchiha Madara quickly put on his trousers and turned back to glare at Chen Feng: "You have to knock on the door first when you come in!"

"Didn't I come in like this before? Ban, you seem to be afraid of what I will see." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"You idiot! I've grown taller and I'm no longer the same as you!"

"What's different? I must see it!"

"You dare to try!"

With a bang, the door was closed.

Chen Feng's screams rang out in the room.

Madara Uchiha pushed Chen Feng to the ground, and Chen Feng begged for mercy.

"Chen Feng, speaking of which, I haven't seen that guy for a while."

Soon.

The two talked about the young man in white they met by the river a few days ago.

Madara's expression couldn't help but reveal a bit of joy.

The boy was the same age as Madara, and he was also 12 years old this year.

Slightly shorter than Madara.

In the past few years, Madara would take his five younger brothers, including Chen Feng and Quan Na, to the river to play.

At that time, they were learning ninjutsu and had not yet entered the battlefield.

The days passed and I was very happy.

In recent years, the war has spread extremely quickly.

now.

Of the five younger brothers who were originally alive, only Chen Feng and Quan Nai remained.

Quan Nai has a withdrawn personality. The beautiful memories of the six brothers playing by the river when they were young have become a shackles in his heart, making him unwilling to think about it again, and he does not want to go to the river again.

Madara Uchiha continued to chat with Chen Feng about the interesting things that happened by the river today: "That guy's skill at floating is always a little better than mine."

"Yes, he's a little better than me." Chen Feng said with a smile.

"More than a little better than you?"

Uchiha Madara glanced at Chen Feng and pulled up Chen Feng who had just been beaten to the ground. The two of them leaned against the wall and sat on the cold floor: "You can't even hit three spins, that guy can almost hit you." It's on the other side... By the way, I didn't remember the guy's name on purpose, I can't remember it, do you still remember it?"

"Remember, your name is Hashirama."

"Yes! Hashirama!" Madara said with a smile, "It sounds like a pretty good name!"

Smile and laugh.

His smile suddenly faded, he lowered his head slightly and sighed: "It would be great if he was a member of my Uchiha clan. I really don't want to see him on the battlefield one day in the future."

He placed the tile in his hand on the ground.

Holding Chen Feng's shoulders, he said to Chen Feng with a solemn expression: "Chen Feng, please promise me something."

"what?"

"We must not let the tribe know that we made an agreement with that guy to play by the river... I think Hashirama is similar to us. He also seems to hate war."

Chen Feng nodded: "Well, I promise you, I won't tell. This is our secret."

The two of them chatted for a while about interesting things about playing with Hashirama.

They chatted for a while about embarrassing things from their childhood.

Had a great chat.

but.

When the topic came up about the three dead brothers, Uchiha Madara's expression couldn't help but become a little solemn: "Chen Feng, I hate war, and I really don't hope that one day in the future, only the six of us brothers will be left. One alive.”

"Madara, you mean that you and Izuna will die in front of me?"

"Asshole! Curse me to death, you deserve a beating!"

Uchiha Madara glared at Chen Feng and cursed angrily: "Your ninjutsu is worse than Izuna, how could I die in front of you two! I will beat you to death now!"

The two men struggled together.

The screams of Chen Feng being beaten once again sounded in the room.

night.

Everyone in the tribe has fallen asleep.

yard.

Madara Uchiha, Izuna, and Chen Feng were practicing ninjutsu.

"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

Uchiha Madara completed the seal.

Chakra surges.

Waves of fire erupted, burning hot and lighting up the night sky.

Izuna smiled and said: "Madara, your power of the Fireball Technique seems to be very close to that of my father. Among our younger generation, you have the highest talent."

"Hahaha! Of course!" Uchiha Madara laughed.

Quan Nai was tired from practicing and went back to her room to rest.

Before leaving, he confidently said to Madara Uchiha: "If a bigger war breaks out in the future and we have to take the initiative to go to the battlefield, Madara, I think you will be able to kill many people from other families!"

The voice fell.

Uchiha Madara's laughter stopped abruptly.

The moonlight fell on his face.

His long hair obscured his vision.

Uchiha Madara reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "Of course..."

"Madara, when I was chatting with my father today, I talked about you." Izuna recalled the chat with his father, Uchiha Tajima, the leader of the Uchiha clan during the day.

Uchiha Madara's eyes flashed and he couldn't wait to ask: "How would father evaluate me?"