Ordinary People's Guide to Survival

The banquet was full of twists and turns. Some situations were expected by Xingjian, but some happened unexpectedly. Although the result was different from the original idea, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages in the end.

By the time everything has been dealt with, the moon is already in the sky.

Seeing that the matter was over, Uchiha Madara picked up Hoshimi and hugged him in his arms before walking out.

"Madara!" Xing Jian was shocked when his body suddenly hung in the air, and then he instinctively wrapped his arms around the other's neck, obediently letting him carry him away.

Uchiha Madara's footsteps stopped, he looked at Senshouban blocking the door, his eyes did not bring any warmth, "Get out of the way."

Qianshou Feijian remained unmoved, and also had a tough attitude, "Where are you going to take Xingjian?"

"Where should I report to you?"

"It doesn't matter where you go, just put Xingjian down!"

Uchiha Madara sneered, hugged the person in his arms and walked past Senshou Feijian, expressing his disdain for the other party with actions.

"Uchiha Madara!" Senshou turned around, suppressed his anger and growled at the arrogant back, "Can you stop doing your own way all the time, do you know that you will kill Hoshimi when you kill Genji Kuragawa?" How much trouble is coming!"

Behind Zangchuan Genji is a large aristocratic interest group. The aristocrats have been rooted in this land for too long. Some ancient families are even older than the history of the Fire Country. It is not an exception that the Yanagihara family can be passed down to this day.

No one can estimate how deep the water is behind an ancient nobleman, and how terrible the rebound will be if it arouses the dissatisfaction of the other party.

This is the case with the Zangchuan family. If they can't kill them all at once, they can only adopt a strategy of suppression and appeasement, and spend ten or decades to weaken the opponent without any trace without touching the opponent's bottom line.

However, Madara killed the head of the Cangchuan family as soon as he made a move, completely disrupting their plans.

Uchiha Madara paused in his footsteps, lowered his eyes and did not speak, but slowly tightened his arms holding the boy, his face was expressionless, and in the eyes of others, he did not feel apologetic for causing trouble to others.

Qianshou Feijian really didn't like his self-important look, "It used to be like this and it's like this now, do you think force can solve all problems?"

"If you kill people at the slightest disagreement, what do other great nobles think? They don't need to do it themselves, as long as they stir up social instability, it's enough to make their names burn. Not everyone is as stupid as Genji Kuragawa!"

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

As the patriarch, Uchiha Madara, how could he not understand the truth here, just let him admit that he accidentally killed someone by mistake, which is more unacceptable to him than admitting defeat in a fight.

He raised his jaw slightly, full of sarcasm, "If you dare to make trouble, you can kill it. If you can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it."

The two faced each other tit for tat, and the atmosphere became tense in vain.

Hoshimi and Hashirama looked at each other and sighed tacitly.

Thinking of the past, I'm really afraid that they will fight directly if they don't agree with each other.

Xingjian flicked his feet, and consciously came out to persuade the fight. Just as he was about to speak, a cloak fell from the sky, and the words on his lips turned into questions, "Itachi?"

"It's cold outside, you'll catch cold if you go out like this." Uchiha Itachi came over and tucked the gap in his cloak for him, his movements were gentle and delicate, revealing indescribable familiarity and intimacy.

It is simply a demonstration to other people.

Madara Uchiha frowned, "Itachi Uchiha? Slaughtered the wolf cubs of the Uchiha clan?"

Madara learned a lot of information after being reincarnated by Orochimaru.

Orochimaru's insight is not weak. Just based on the few words of Yanagihara Hoshimi and the two founders of Konoha, he vaguely guessed that the relationship between the two people is not ordinary. Wave Madara popularized Yanaghara Hoshimi's life experience, focusing on Uchiha Itachi and Hatake Kakashi, whom Madara had never seen before.

Uchiha Madara looked at the young man who was less than 20 years old but already showing vicissitudes in front of him, with a complicated look on his face. After a while, he snorted and said with an ambiguous smile: "For the sake of the so-called peace of Konoha, you actually slaughtered your own relatives. You are really not like Uchiha!" Wave."

Facing this legendary ancestor, Uchiha Itachi did not dodge or evade, his eyes were calm, his black eyes were as dark as an abyss, and half of the light could not penetrate, "Do you want to abandon your responsibilities and walk away like you? Leave countless troubles and shame to the tribe?"

"Weasel."

Xingjian pursed his lips and cried softly, with some disapproval on his expression.

It is precisely because of the defection of the patriarch that the proud Uchiha knew that he was wrong in the face of various suspicions and suppressions, so he chose to endure silently, but unexpectedly, in exchange for the exacerbation of Konoha's high-level officials, the Uchihas couldn't bear it, and finally embarked on the path of waging war. path of.

If Madara hadn't left at the beginning, the Uchiha clan would definitely not be as miserable as it is today.

But the shame is over.

"It doesn't matter." Uchiha Madara comforted the person in his arms, "I have nothing to do with other people's evaluation." He looked at the younger generation of this clan, and did not show anger because of the other party's rude words, Madara repeated what he said before, " You don't look like Uchiha at all."

The Uchiha clan is passionate and rebellious, and they value their own feelings more than the illusory things like the country and society.

Because of this, Madara decided to take his tribe away without much hesitation after realizing Konoha's ostracism. The tribe did not choose to follow him and left alone; later Uchihas would resolutely choose to resist after they could not bear Konoha's suppression.

Itachi and them are completely two extremes.He forbears, he is so gentle that he has no edges and corners, he is born with a spirit of dedication, and he binds himself firmly with a sense of responsibility and mission. As long as it is good for the world, he will do it, even if it means sacrificing himself.

Speaking of this kind of words from Madara, the old ancestor, is like denying Itachi Uchiha's identity, even those who are familiar with him know that he doesn't mean it, but Madara has the ability to turn ordinary statements into sarcasm .

Uchiha Itachi's body color fluctuated for a moment, and the hands shrunk in the sleeves were silently clenched.

Senshou Paijian reached out and pressed the young man's thin shoulder, "If the Uchiha clan were all people like Itachi, Uchiha wouldn't be where he is today."

"Hmph, that's ridiculous, isn't it Konoha who made the Uchiha exterminate the clan? As the second generation of Konoha, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing!"

Uchiha Madara glanced at the third Hokage who was standing aside and wearing a Hokage robe, his eyes were cold, "Let Uchiha kill each other internally, and Konoha sit back and enjoy the benefits. Tokaima, your heir really perfectly inherited your despicableness."

Seeing the stars: ...

Between the pillars: ...

The two sighed tiredly.

Madara, you're unpopular for a reason.

Uchiha Madara's words successfully attracted everyone's attention to the only old man present.

Although the cause and effect are not clear yet, Hiruzaru Sarutobi's age is not in vain. Being watched by so many people, he said calmly: "Because I have repeatedly backed down, which eventually led to such a tragedy, sorry teacher, I failed your expectations."

"The people you're apologizing to should be victims like Itachi and Kakashi!" Hoshimi snapped back unceremoniously.

In the past, although Hoshimi did not agree with Sarutobi Hiruzen's ruling philosophy, if he could be tougher, many tragedies in Konoha might not have happened, but for the old man himself, Hoshimi still respects him very much, but just now Sarutobi Hiruza Blatantly blaming Itachi for Konoha's benefit, this gave Hoshimi a new perspective on the man.

Anyone can belittle Itachi, only he, the creator of the tragedy Sarutobi Hiruzen, is not qualified.

Hoshimi was indignant, "Itachi took Konoha's place to bear the sins that did not belong to him. That was Itachi's own choice, and others are not qualified to comment, but you, as a beneficiary, did nothing to do nothing, and did not hesitate to seek benefits for Konoha. Squeeze out his remaining value, and eat such human blood steamed buns, don't you feel guilty?"

"Hoshimi!" Kakashi dissuaded: "Stop talking about it."

Glancing at Sarutobi Hiruzen with a gloomy face, Hoshimi puffed up his cheeks and shut up.

Uchiha Madara glanced back and forth at Hoshimi, Itachi and Kakashi, squinted his eyes, and said to the person in his arms, "It seems that you are having a good time now."

"Ah?" Xing Jian was a little dazed, not understanding why he suddenly mentioned this.

But when Madara asked, he said, "It's really good compared to before. Now technology has improved a lot, many convenient tools make daily life much more convenient, and there are more delicious and fun things to eat. Little, let me tell you..."

So you're doing fine without me, aren't you?

Madara listened quietly, and suddenly asked: "I do my own way, am I causing you trouble?"

Tomona raised his eyebrows in disbelief when he heard this, and turned his head to check whether the person who said it was Madara.

Xing Jian was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Ban, are you taking medicine? Why would you suddenly ask such a question? It doesn't look like you at all." Seeing the seriousness in the other party's eyes, he subconsciously thought about it seriously, " It's really troublesome."

Before Madara could react, the young man laughed, his eyes were light and soft, like a stream of clear water soaking into his heart and spleen, "But you are good like this, who is not unique if you are capable? The stupid ones are the minority."

Hashirama: "...Xingjian, I heard it."

Hoshimi made a face at him, then patted Madara's arm, "You do what you want, and I'll take care of the rest."

This man is really...

Intense emotions rolled in Uchiha Madara's cold eyes, and they were pressed into his eyes at the next moment. He glanced provocatively at Togama, and walked away.

No one stopped this time.

Xingjian shook his dangling calf and asked Madara, "Where are we going?"

"Go back to sleep."

Xingjian said "oh", and said good night to the people in the hall, "It's so late, you guys should go back and have a rest."

I'm afraid you are the only one who can fall asleep today.

Tomona looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi and Kakashi with a cold face, motioned for the other party to follow, and then turned around and walked out the door first.

Hashirama followed closely behind, and he walked a few steps. Seeing Itachi standing alone in the same place, he greeted: "Why are you still standing there, let's go, the things in the village must be resolved, let's talk about each other first. idea."

Is our village...

The corners of Itachi's lips curved out unconsciously, and followed without hesitation.

On the other side, Madara, who came back to the room, put Hoshimi on the bed, poked his forehead, and half-jokingly said: "You heartless guy." But only he knows how much sadness is contained in this.

"I hate you so much, stop poking!" It didn't take long for the delicate and fair skin to turn red from being poked. Xingjian held his forehead to prevent the poking, but he couldn't avoid the finger no matter what. He was so angry that he rolled into it. The innermost part of the bed, ignore people.

Madara stretched out his long arms and forcefully pulled Renpa into his arms. His chin rubbed the top of the young man's smooth and smooth hair. After a while, his magnetic voice was somewhat low, piercing the eardrums in the quiet night, "... …I miss you."

Hoshimi couldn't help tightening the hand holding Madara's sleeve, he buried himself deeply in the other's arms, no one could see his expression at this moment, Hoshimi took a deep breath, only the cold, damp muddy smell in the nose .

"I miss you too," he said.

Want it so so much.