I don't want to dance

"What would you like to talk with me?"

The eyebrows between Qianshoufei unconsciously tightened, and he raised a little vigilance in his heart.

Some time ago, the matter of the first generation of Naruto was finally settled. The villagers overwhelmingly voted for Senjujuma and the Uchiha clan had nothing to say. No matter how dissatisfied they were, there was nothing they could do. Who made their patriarch No public opinion.

However,? Because of this, he must be more vigilant against the Uchiha clan, in case they cause any trouble due to their dissatisfaction.

In fact, for Uchiha Madara,? He is not worried about the other party's tricks.Although Uchiha Madara is not as naive as his elder brother, he is arrogant in his own overwhelming strength, and has always disdain to consider this kind of game strategy.Moreover, in the past, when Uchiha Quanna was still alive, these planning matters were all done by Uchiha Quanna. Now that Uchiha Quanna is gone, Uchiha Madara is equivalent to a broken arm.

However, he never thought that Akine Uchiha, who had "disappeared" for eight years, would come back suddenly, and he still came back with a whole body of mystery.He also saw it in his work during the period after the establishment of the village, Uchiha Mingyin is equivalent to taking over Uchiha Quanna's position and becoming Uchiha Madara's military advisor.

He didn't want to use the words "difficult opponent" to describe her,? After all, Uchiha is now an ally, a companion who built this village together,? And she did put forward many very constructive and even advanced insights.

However, she is Uchiha's person after all, and she is probably the most loyal person to Uchiha Madara in the world today, so he has to be on guard.

"Don't be nervous,? Don't be so hostile. I came to you today in my own name, and it has nothing to do with Madara." After seeing the guarded thoughts in Tokaima's heart at a glance, Mingyin responded with a smile, but Immediately, he became serious, "It's not so much that I want to talk to you, it's better to say... I want to make a deal with you. Of course, this deal is a secret between us."

He was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously thought that even Uchiha Akine and Uchiha Madara were at odds, but the guess was crossed out in the next second:

"You talk about it first."

……

In a tavern on Konoha Main Street——

The night was deep, and there were very few customers in the store. There was only a table in the corner, and the two men were still drinking with high spirits. There was a whole row of empty wine bottles on the table, but there was still no intention of stopping.

"Haha, Madara, it's been a long time since we drank so well together... hiccup..." Hashirama, who was talking, couldn't help hiccupping, and his tongue began to grow a little louder.

Madara next to him boldly finished off another bottle of wine, looking as if I could fight another thousand cups every day, and slapped Hashirama on the shoulder with a slap:

"What, Hashirama, can't this work!"

On the battlefield, only each other can let the other party have a good time fighting, so there is no need to be weak at the wine table, Hashirama also boldly agreed to the wine appointment:

"Come on, Madara!"

Not far away, the shop owner behind the checkout counter was trembling, and the two angry "hashirama-!" Adults at the level of destroying the world are about to fight in this small shop of his... His newly renovated shop!

Another round of drinking passed, even Hashirama and Madara were a little dizzy from drinking.

After a large amount of wine was wiped out in full swing, the atmosphere between each other also fell silent, just like the estrangement between the two during this period of time.

After a while, Hashirama finally broke the silence first and said:

"Madara...I'm sorry, at the beginning, I really wanted you to become Hokage, I..."

"Okay, Hashirama, don't talk about these things anymore... It's not that if you can't be Hokage, you can't protect this village. Am I the kind of person who cares about these titles?" Madara interrupted Hashirama, and again He slapped Hashirama's shoulder boldly with a slap, but bitterness and loneliness flashed across his slightly drunk eyes... only for a moment.

Hashirama knows too well what kind of person his best friend is, he is straightforward enough but also deep enough, he never hides his likes and dislikes frankly, but he is also deeply used to suppressing all bitterness in his heart.

Moreover, he had a faint premonition in his heart... this village was the last hope that could pull Madara out of the pain and despair.

"Hashirama..." Madara spoke again, her tone lacked the boldness just now, but more sighed and relieved, "Actually, you got the name 'Hokage', which is pretty good."

"……spot?"

"Fire represents light, which is the direction that everyone will follow. You deserve to be that light. However, where there is light, there must be shadows. 'Shadow' will do things for 'light' that 'light' cannot Do things, and then make the 'light brighter, so that more people are willing to follow... So, Hashirama, if you are the flame that brings light to this village, then let me be the shadow of darkness." Madara chuckled lightly, raised the cup in his hand, and handed it to Hashirama.

Hashirama was surprised for a moment, and then, his heart was filled with uncontrollable turbulence and emotion. After talking incoherently for a while, he finally uttered a complete sentence:

"Whether it's fire or shadow, this village will always be our village, and you, Madara, are the ones who named this village... In the future, there will definitely be many little 'Konoha' who will inherit our will Dreaming of becoming Hokage, at that time, as long as they mention the name 'Hokage', they will definitely think of the Uchiha family and Madara you."

While talking, Hashirama also raised the wine cup in his hand, touching the one held by Madara.

Needless to say, everything is in this cup of wine among comrades-in-arms.

"Blade, thank you..."

……

On the way to the Uchiha clan's place vigilantly all the way, Senju Fei kept thinking about what Akine had just said to him in his mind.

[Let's open the sky and speak frankly. I know that you are afraid of Madara in your hearts. This kind of fear will one day turn into an insurmountable barrier and eventually bear bad results... Therefore, the terms of the deal I offered are that as long as I Still alive, I will do my best to ensure that Madara will not do things that "harm" Konoha in your opinion. 】

[Of course, if you take the initiative to attack Madara, then all transactions between us will be void. 】

【In exchange, you need to do me a favor...】

[I did this just in case, and I wanted to keep the last hole card for Madara. 】

"It's here, it's here."

While thinking about it, Mingyin, who was leading the way in front of him, had already stopped in his tracks.

After the establishment of the village, it is not that Senju Feijian has never been to the Uchiha clan. Of course, he will only step into this Uchiha territory when he has to come.However, he has never stepped into the Uchiha family cemetery, and the Uchiha people will naturally not allow him to step in. After all, if he, the most hated enemy of the Uchiha family, comes here, the Uchiha people will only think that It is desecrating the souls buried here, and even many people here were killed by him, such as...

Toika turned his head and looked at Uchiha Izuna's tombstone not far away.

That old enemy who had been wrestling with him for more than ten years, the last time he saw him was when his Flying Thunder God Slash flew by on the battlefield.

The battle between him and Quan Nai has always been a life-to-life fight, but the amazing thing is that he never thought that it would be the last time he saw Quan Nai, and his old enemy really left just like that.

For a moment, Feijian's eyes became a little more complicated, and even he, who has always been extremely rational, couldn't figure out his mood at the moment.

Turning his eyes away from the tombstone, he threw those chaotic thoughts aside, and said:

"You brought me here secretly, aren't you afraid of being discovered by Madara?"

"Don't worry, I learned from Mito today that Hashirama is going to ask Madara to drink. These two people won't come back until midnight if they don't drink. Otherwise, how dare I put you, the Uchiha family, on the blacklist? The guy brought here." Mingyin explained, then pointed to the ancient well in the cemetery, "This is the well."

Tobima also approached the well, but just moved a step, suddenly noticed something and looked around:

"Did you just feel... someone nearby?"

He was not sure, just for a moment, he felt that something seemed to be moving nearby, but it was fleeting, and it didn't look like a person or an animal, so he was not sure if it was his own illusion.

After silently sniffing the surrounding smell with her nose, Mingyin shook her head and said:

"No, I didn't perceive anything... Are you too nervous and sensitive? Why, could it be that standing here, there is a kind of Uchiha who was killed by you all staring at you with their Sharingan eyes The feeling of asking for your life?"

"Tsk." Fei Jian pursed her lips angrily, and refused to accept her joke with a serious face: "Okay, let's get down to business."

What neither of them knew was that the strange feeling just now was not an illusion.

At this moment, in the Uchiha family shrine not far from the Uchiha family cemetery——

A strange creature wrapped in its entire body floated into the shrine, skillfully opened the mechanism in the shrine, and came to the basement where the family stele was enshrined.

Here is a stone tablet that has been handed down from a long time ago. It is said that it was left by the legendary Sage of the Six Paths, and it has been enshrined by the Uchiha family for generations.

It's just that no one has been able to decipher the words on the stone tablet so far.

No one knows what enlightenment the Sages of the Six Paths want to leave to future generations.

I saw that strange creature standing in front of the stone tablet, muttering to himself, with a long-awaited madness in his tone:

"Finally, it's almost time, it's really been a long, long time..."

After the sound fell, the creature floated forward, stretched out a mass of black hands, and caressed towards the stone tablet...

The author has something to say:

That weird creature at the end...you get the idea.

In fact, it can be seen from the memories of the original work that in the early days of the village, Madara loved the village wholeheartedly, or regarded this village as his last sustenance, and it was his last hope for the world.And after this sustenance is gone, there is really no one or anything that can make him turn back.