Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

"You are finally awake."

The man with the smell of sunshine stood in front of the dungeon. The iron door lock was opened by the guard, and there was nothing left between the two of them except air.

Uchiha Madara's voice did not sound excited, and he met the boy's confused eyes.

The cloth used to cover his eyes was thrown into the open space that night and disappeared without a trace. His pure white eyes were exposed, a color completely different from that of Uchiha.

The Hagoromo clan split, and the largest group changed their surname to Hyuga. Just by looking at the appearance of the child in front of him, one can tell that he is definitely a Hyuga child.

As delicate as the porcelain doll in my father's study.

When Hagoromo existed, Madara was still very young. Although the separation of the family happened three years ago, the last time he saw a member of the Byakugan tribe was when he was three or four years old.

Were the White-Eyed People I met at that time so good-looking?

Even though the dungeon was dimly lit and the boy looked haggard, it couldn't hide Hinata's excellent genes.

Different from the flamboyant beauty of Uchiha, her appearance gives people a sense of tranquility at a glance.

"Cough cough..."

The blood got stuck in Neji's throat, making it impossible for him to speak normally.

Uchiha Madara was kind enough. He grabbed the shackled boy and turned him upside down, then shook him hard. He made the boy spit out another breath before putting him back to his original place.

This is too light, Uchiha Madara thought - not even as light as the younger children in the clan.

Hyuga Neji felt that he would be killed sooner or later - the understanding of medical treatment in this era was too limited. When faced with a patient with gastric bleeding, he only treated the external injuries.

Judging from Uchiha Madara's performance, the understanding of medical care here is still limited to colds, fevers and most injuries.

Ningji vomited blood at Uchiha Madara with great effort. If he had not learned some basic medical ninjutsu during the Fourth War, he would probably have died soon.

"Uchiha...?"

Uchiha Madara saw the white-eyed boy looking up at him and asked tentatively.

He did not have too many doubts or fears, like a dandelion that takes things as they come.

"Did you kill Uchiha Miki?"

This gets straight to the point.

Madara saw the young man shaking his head in confusion: "Uchiha... Miki?" He seemed to be trying his best to think - he was someone who could see the situation clearly.

"Is it that man? Uchiha Madara released some murderous intent. This man had better behave himself. He doesn't have the hobby of using the Sharingan to force a confession from a child who doesn't know ninjutsu.

Nora was illiterate, and whether or not he was illiterate, he could only think of the last man who died at his hands.

"I do not know."

Madara saw the boy lower his head again, as if he was a little afraid of him.

He was shivering slightly, not sure if it was because of the damp and cold dungeon or some other reason.

"I don't know his name."

The boy in front of him was the killer without a name. Uchiha Madara held his chin and tapped his fingertips again and again.

How could a boy without a name know the name of his target?

How can a homeless child who has no one to take care of him learn to read?

He came with great momentum, but the moment he saw people, his momentum was reduced by half, and now, it was reduced by half again.

A tool who is ignorant of the world and a pitiful victim between the Senju and the Uchiha.

"This man looks familiar to you."

The scroll with Miki's portrait opened in front of the boy. Madara saw him nod: "He is my target, as long as I kill him... ahem..."

Just kill him?

"Didn't you kill him? And who was your employer?"

The young man trembled and shook out the purple-gold purse from his clothes: "I don't know, I don't know, I'm just too hungry..."

The purple purse was still stained with horse blood - the blood had long since dried up and formed a hard lump on it.

"I was kicked out by Senju-sama...I met him outside. He said he would give me more money if I killed this man."

The purple purse was not uncommon among the nobles of the two clans. A few years ago, a wandering merchant passed by this place and brought this batch of cloth. Not only did the Uchiha like it, but many Senju people also bought it.

"Is it from the Thousand Hands?"

"have no idea..."

"I don't know who he is."

Uchiha Madara opened his Sharingan, and the boy didn't seem to be lying.

"But he has a fan... with a thousand hands on it..."

Nora would only think that anyone with a Thousand Hands fan must be a Thousand Hands person.

But in the Uchiha family, a person holding a Senju fan and a person with Senju are two different concepts.

The Senju and Uchiha clans were at odds, and the Uchiha clan emblem was a fan, so the entire fan system was disliked by the Senju clan.

Printing the Senju family crest on a fan is something the Uchiha would do.

Look, you Senju will be defeated by our Uchiha sooner or later! Become a part of the great Uchiha!

The scarlet eyes stared at the boy motionlessly, trying to get some clues from him.

The other party was a little fearful - but it didn't look like he was afraid of the Uchiha.

"Do you remember what happened that night - how those Uchiha died?"

It was still an interrogation. Even with the Sharingan opened, Uchiha Madara had no intention of using it to force a confession.

Just observing is enough.

The young man seemed to recall something bad, and his already pale face became even paler. He struggled hard, as if he was afraid of something.

"Don't kill me...I don't know anything...I don't know those people!"

If he could be considered calm before, now he is filled with utter fear.

The Byakugan seemed to be looking at something through Uchiha Madara.

At least Madara knew that the boy was definitely not begging for him. He should kill five Uchiha in the open space - and maybe also Uncle Miki's men.

What could be more terrifying than yourself emitting murderous intent and activating the Sharingan?

"Who killed them?"

The boy still shook his head: "They said I killed that man, so they wanted to kill me - I know stealing is not good, but I can use that head to exchange for money..."

The boy's eyes were evasive. There are often legends among the people that stealing will bring retribution.

“But I gave it back to them in the end.”

Things are getting more complicated.

Uchiha Madara frowned. Could it be that Miki was really killed by the Uchiha clan? Then it would make sense that the Uchiha clan's hemostatic powder was used on his neck.

The samurai sword with the curled blade also belongs to the Uchiha family.

"continue."

The boy bit his lip, hesitated for a moment, and then answered obediently: "I don't know what happened afterwards... I just blinked my eyes, and they all vomited blood and died. After that... I woke up here."

The boy's story ended here, and Uchiha Madara did not intend to continue - even if he was tortured, he would not get more information.

Only a madman would do that.

"Qianshou has also fallen over the years."

Even if he is a homeless child, if he becomes like this, you can imagine how he is treated in the Senju tribe.

The Hashirama brothers were not lying. They had indeed never seen this child.

If I had seen it, I wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

Uchiha Madara doesn't like Tobirama, but that doesn't mean he will judge Tobirama subjectively. Tobirama always calls him "evil Uchiha", but even if it is an evil Uchiha child who has to wander in the Senju clan, he will not sit idly by.

"The Uchiha aren't much better on this point."

"Forget it, just follow me first."

Uchiha Madara waved his hand, signaling the guards to take him downstairs to change clothes.

He was busy dealing with Uncle Sanmu's funeral, and just as he had some free time, this kid woke up. He really didn't give him a moment to breathe.

After giving the order, Uchiha Madara left in a hurry.

"Host... he can clearly use the Sharingan to read your memories!"

001Unbelievable.

"He could have just looked at your memory, but he insisted on asking questions!"

"No torture, just questioning!"

"At most, I opened a Sharingan!"

System 001 always felt like he was reading a fake novel - in the stories, which of the protagonists who were caught by the other party did not go in vertically and come out horizontally! Even his former hosts, which one of them did not curse and scream in pain? !

"But if he uses the Sharingan, we will be dead! The host will disappear into thin air!"

There is no doubt that all the people there were the creation of Hyuga Neji.

"He wouldn't do that."

If Uchiha Madara was such a person, he would never let Madara take him away no matter what - more importantly, he would not kill those people.

Living a miserable life will become the best option.

But Uchiha Madara is not.

"He is a person who will spend his entire life, even across time and space, to accomplish his goals."

"It's called 'peace', a goal that sounds too good to be true."

Neji was cleaned up by the guards, and the boy was caught by the guards and sent directly to Uchiha Madara.

Standing against the light were not only Uchiha Madara, but also his father Tajima, and his younger brother Izuna.