Naruto: Become Uchiha Madara’s mobile health pack

With Kakashi gone, Kai had nowhere to vent his energy and was about to run fifty times around the village. Obito sent the old lady to her destination very persistently with dots of green paint.

Kamui and Madara sent a few people away, but Madara's brows still didn't relax.

Kamui stretched out his index finger and rubbed it for him. Madara was speechless and asked him: "How come the Konoha brats are so virtuous a few decades later?"

"Well..." Shenwei couldn't answer.

Kamui raised his head and looked at the clean big head on the rock. The carved head was not a mess, but Naruto still didn't get rid of the habit of scribbling everywhere. He didn't know how many people's walls had this bad luck. .

It seems that something has changed, but it seems that nothing has changed. Generally speaking, it has changed. At least, it seems that everyone is living happily now, and it doesn't look like there is a war.

"By the way..."

"What?" Kamui raised his eyes to look at Madara, and saw Madara staring in the direction where he had already disappeared and saying: "That kid just now... Kamui, don't you think that kid just now looks familiar?"

Kamui scratched his head, "Which child? There were many children passing by us just now, some of them were holding pacifiers."

Madara rolled his eyes, "I mean the kid in the blue top and white shorts."

"Oh~" Shenwei understood, he nodded with a smile, "It's indeed very similar, luckily you can see it."

In fact, for a moment, even though it just flashed before his eyes, Madara still felt that he saw Senna in his youth.

But the temperament is different. Quan Nai has loved to laugh since she was a child, and she has a smile on her face most of the time. But the child just now has a cold temperament, which is completely different from Quan Nai.

"He is angry. Who can laugh when he is angry?"

"..." Madara stopped talking.

The sun is gradually heading south, and the wind is gradually getting warmer on a mild spring day.

"Don't you want to see Quan Nai? Let's go home."

After meeting so many new faces and seeing so many outrageous scenes, Madara had completely calmed down.

Shenwei invited him to go home, but at this time he felt afraid.

Madara didn't move, just standing there like a mountain. Kamui didn't understand his abnormality and asked, "Aren't you anxious to go back to see Izuna? Why are you not moving?"

Madara slowly raised his head and looked at Kamui. After looking at it for a long time, he said slowly: "It's already sixty years later, Izuna... Izuna is really still alive in the world?"

If when he first entered the village, he was convinced that Quan Nai was still alive, now, after experiencing the scenes before him and seeing that these young people did not recognize him, he really began to fear for Quan Nai's life and death. .

Madara suddenly did not dare to face it. He had witnessed the death of his mother, the corpses of his father and two younger brothers, and also experienced the death of Ashue, who had been with their brothers for a long time. Losing a relative was really painful.

Madara didn't know whether this world was real or just a figment of their imagination. Even if it was a figment of his imagination, he didn't want to hear about his brother's death here again.

Madara's soles seemed to have roots, firmly anchoring his feet to the ground.

Shenwei turned around and looked at him, vaguely understanding what he was afraid of.

"Death is inevitable. Everyone will die one day. The end of birth is death, isn't it?"

"..." Some things cannot be accepted calmly just by understanding the reason behind them.

"That's right. After all, in the original time, Quan Nai was still alive and well. It's really difficult to accept that it's sixty years later to let you know that he may be dead."

Kamui walked back to Madara, looked up at him slightly, and asked gently: "When we arrived sixty years later, didn't we just want to see what the village looks like now? Don't we just want to know in advance what the original village was like? Is there a future that we may not be able to see? If we are afraid, why should we follow? "

"I just……"

"Let's go," Kamui grabbed Madara's wrist without any scruples, grabbing the white wrist exposed between the wide sleeves and black gloves. This was Madara's absolute domain, and only Kamui could touch it.

"As long as I am here, even if you are sad, I will be sad with you."

Madara looked at Kamui's back, and he felt as if he was really filled with strength in an instant, the strength that could be used to face the worst news.

Kamui and Madara were walking on the shopping street. They followed the path in their memory. Their outstanding appearance attracted a lot of attention, but no one recognized them.

Madara found it a bit funny, "I am the first Hokage after all. Doesn't anyone remember me?"

Shenwei sneered and laughed at his naivety, "Even if someone knows us, we are all dead in their eyes. Who would think that a person who has been dead for a long time would appear in the village in his youthful state?"

"They probably just think that we look alike, and they won't think that we are their own."

The two of them walked slowly, and when they reached the corner of the shopping street, they passed the fork in the road and headed south. They walked along the tree-lined road until they came to the Minamiga River. After reconstruction, the bridge over the Minamiga River has been transformed from being able to accommodate only two people side by side. The width of the passage has been expanded to allow five people to walk side by side.

"The bridges are widened, which means the Uchiha are doing well."

After crossing the bridge and walking southeast for a few minutes, we entered the Uchiha clan. At noon, there were not many people on the streets of the clan.

Coming here was filled with memories. Knowing that home was not far away, the two of them immediately felt like returning home.

The patriarch's mansion is still the same mansion. Sixty years later, except for being slightly dilapidated, it is no different from the one in his memory.

During the day, the door was open, and since there was no gatekeeper, the two of them entered easily.

There is a wide courtyard with a straight path lined with stone lanterns on both sides that leads directly to the main entrance of the main house. There are well-tended flowers and plants in the courtyard. The varieties of these flowers and plants are the same as before, all of which my mother liked when she was still alive.

It was obvious to them that they had just left home not long ago, but when they traveled back in time sixty years and walked into this courtyard again, it seemed as if there were really sixty years and countless days and nights in between.

The people in the main house heard the footsteps outside and walked out slowly. Kamui and Madara turned their heads to look together, and then saw the person standing at the door, holding on to the door frame and looking out.

When their eyes met, the person at the door was stunned for a moment, showing a confused look.

Kamui heard Madara next to him swallow a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, but then, he felt that Madara's muscles relaxed in an instant, and even his shoulders slumped a little. .

"you……"

"Izuna," Madara called Izuna's name first. He murmured in a voice that only those around him could hear, "Great, you are still alive."