The leaves are fluttering

——Duplicity, the entangled Mr. Madara...

Akane woke up in Madara's arms, and the first thing she saw was Madara's concerned eyes.Telling Madara with her eyes that she is fine, Akine put Madara's arms around her and got up while leaving Madara's embrace and standing beside him.

"You see what I said is right? Mingyin is indeed fine." Completely separated from Mingyin's body, floating in mid-air in the form of a translucent spirit, Shezhi smiled and said to Madara.

"Hmph." Madara folded his hands on his chest and hummed softly, seeing that Mingyin had returned safely, he no longer suppressed his dissatisfaction with Shezhi.

Shezhi didn't pay attention to Madara's rudeness at all, which is also due to Shezhi's good temper, and after living with Indra for so long, she has long been able to skillfully use the skill of "selective ignoring". Most of her dissatisfaction came from worrying about Mingyin and Shezhi's intentional teasing, so Shezhi didn't feel offended at all.

"The long-cherished wish is over, and it's time for me to leave." As soon as Shezhi finished speaking, a white light fell on her body from the sky, and her body became lighter and more transparent.

Shezhi's eyes swept over the several people present one by one, and finally fell on Mingyin and Madara.

"The last and the last... Let me give you one more gift..." Shezhi, whose body was completely transparent, suddenly flew in front of Madara, and she raised her hand to cover Madara's eyes.

The moment Shezhi approached, Madara subconsciously wanted to block it, but when he felt the continuous chakra coming from Shezhi's hand, he stopped.The feeling is different from the awakening of Sharingan. It is also the chakra pouring into the eyes to enhance the pupil power, but what Madara feels this time is different from the purity of the previous two times.

Suppressing the doubts in his heart, Madara let the huge chakra pour into his eyes, and he vaguely guessed that Shezhi gave him a gift beyond imagination.

Shezhi doesn't have to do this at all, but...

The hand hanging by his side was clenched quietly, Madara felt upset inside, but he didn't say or do anything.

"... that's all I can do, and the rest will depend on yourselves." After saying the last sentence, Shezhi closed her eyes and let the light shining on her take her to the land of the dead. land.

When the light dissipated with Shezhi's departure, everything returned to the original silence and darkness.Standing in place, everyone felt unreal, but the ruins of the room under their feet told everyone that what happened just now really happened.

Summoning the elites who were hidden in the dark, Madara gave orders to find someone to repair (rebuild) the house and to call the tribe for a meeting tomorrow.The bedroom was destroyed, and Madara and Mingyin were destined to spend the night in a different place today. Fortunately, there are still spare rooms at home, so they will not sleep with Starry Night. Of course, the Uchiha people will not let their patriarch and patriarch Mrs. "sleeping on the street".

After everything was arranged, Madara asked Quanna and the three to go back to rest first, while she waited for Akane to pack up the temporary room for the night.

After everyone left, Madara was the only one left on the ruins. Until this time, he could think about what just happened.

Raising his hands to cover his eyes, Madara murmured, "Eternal kaleidoscope..."

In fact, it is not right to say that it is an eternal kaleidoscope. What Shezhi did was to raise Madara's pupil power to a level comparable to that of the eternal kaleidoscope, and by the way solved the problem of his kaleidoscope blindness, but after all, Madara has never seen a real eternal kaleidoscope.Only through the perception just now and the return to the original vision now, Madara can think of it as an eternal kaleidoscope.

"Hiss..." Madara put down his hand, and his eyes returned to pure black.

Stepping up to leave the ruins, Madara wanted to go up the corridor to find Akane, but when he passed a pile of wood that seemed to be the remains of a cabinet, he stopped in his tracks.

There is a touch of white looming in the dark brown pile of wood, and Madara reaches out to pick up the white in a mysterious way.It was a letter that had been opened, and it was still intact even if the house was destroyed, only a little dirty.

This is the letter that Madara has read before, and the trustee of Hashirama brought the hope of forming an alliance. Logically speaking, after reading it, Madara should throw it back on the ground, and when someone comes to clean it up the next day, it will be disposed of together with the ruins of these houses. Dropped it, but... Several times he put down his hand and raised his hand several times, Madara still couldn't throw it away.

Unfolding the letter again, Madara looked over the large paragraphs of text in front, and finally landed on the word "Alliance".It seems that Shezhi's calm and distant narration is still echoing in his ears, and there is something in Madara's heart that is about to move.

Sure enough, haven't you given up yet?I……

"Blade, what are you looking at?" Mingyin's voice came from a distance, and when Madara turned his head, he saw Mingyin standing in the corridor looking at him.

"Nothing." Putting away the letter, Madara walked towards Mingyin, "Is the house tidy?"

"It's almost there, it's no problem to live temporarily for a while." Nodding, Mingyin led Madara to their temporary bedroom.

Although the location of the room is not as good as the previous one, it was originally used for guests to stay overnight, so it's okay to stay for a while.

Over there, Mingyin was spreading out the mattresses, quilts and quilts for sleeping, while Madara was sitting cross-legged in front of the only low wooden table in the room. The letter he had picked up was lying on the love table, under the lamplight. Under the reflection, it is dyed with a layer of warm color.

With his arms folded and his back straight, Madara sat there motionless. He neither threw the letter away nor put it away, but just threw it on the table, staring at it in deep thought.

"Madara, the quilt is ready, and you can sleep already.——What are you looking at?" Mingyin put her hand on Madara's shoulder, and following Madara's eyes, she saw the crumpled letter lying on the low table.

"This...isn't this a letter from Senju Hashirama?" Sitting down beside Madara, Ming Yin stretched out her hand to pick up the letter and unfolded it. After a casual glance at the contents, she knew that it was from Senju Hashirama recently. letter.Sighing inwardly that Senshou Bashima really persevered, Mingyin put down the letter and turned to look at Madara with a smile.

"Reluctance to lose it?" If she remembered correctly, these letters were stored in the cabinet in the original room, and Madame Dudu brought this letter, it seems that there is something hidden.

Faced with Akane's rhetorical question, Madara neither admitted nor denied it.

She didn't get an answer, and Mingyin didn't ask any further questions. She looked away, rubbed the letter paper lightly with her fingertips, and said with a half-smile: "You haven't forgotten, have you? That person, that friendship, that dream..."

This time, Madara finally responded.

"The alliance between Uchiha and Senju is simply..."

"...It's not impossible." Mingyin blocked Madara's words first.Pointing her index finger on the letter paper, Mingyin tilted her head and looked at Madara with a smile, there was a clear understanding in that smile. "……Is it right?"

Seeing the emotions contained in Mingyin's gaze, Madara closed her eyes and sighed softly, the cold aura surrounding her body dissipated.It wasn't until this moment that he revealed the true thoughts and feelings buried in his heart to Mingyin.

"Mingyin, I want to see him."

I want to see him...

Mingyin naturally knew who he was. The letter under her hand was different from the one sent by Senju Hashirama in the past. There was an additional request in this letter. Senju Hashirama hoped to meet Madara at the ... Nan Hechuan.

Mingyin didn't say anything, she reached behind her right hand and took out something, then retracted her hand and put the thing in her palm on the table.

"I think... it's time to give this back to you, too."

The sound of the stone hitting the table lightly caught Madara's attention. He lifted his eyelids and looked down, instantly shocked on the spot.Madara picked up the stone with a complicated expression, and when he saw the familiar words on the back of the stone, he could no longer maintain his composure.

Shock, indescribable shock appeared on Madara's face.Clutching the stone tightly in his hand, Madara turned his head to look at Akane beside him, his eyes were filled with emotions like surging waves.

"Mingyin... why is this here with you?"

"After that day, I happened to go to Nanga River, and I fished it up on a whim." Ming Yin's voice was calm, and she said it very simply, but Madara knew that it was not easy to find this special one among so many rocks at the bottom of the river. not easy.

The shock on his face had subsided, but Madara's heart was full of mixed feelings, he lowered his head and played with the stone in his palm.

"...Why did you do such a thing?" Madara asked Mingyin.

"Because... I believe you are willing to reconcile with the Thousand Hands Clan." The smile on Mingyin's face did not diminish, and even deepened a little. The confidence and determination in it gave her an indescribably shocking beauty. , "The dream of peace has never disappeared from your heart. The appearance of Shezhi, the distant past, the dreams of Indra and Asura... I believe that as long as Madara is willing, the dream of peace will definitely come true."

Madara raised her eyebrows noncommittally: "Are you so sure I will agree?"

In Madara's view, although he is determined to meet Hashirama, it does not mean that he really agrees to form an alliance.

Ming Yin smiled again, she answered Madara's question, taking everything for granted between the lines. "Just like you believe in me, I also have confidence in you! So...tomorrow, please take it with you to meet Senshou Bashirama."

At this point in the conversation, there was nothing to tangle with. Madara put the stone away with the corners of his mouth upturned, then blew out the oil lamp on the table, and the husband and wife got up one after the other and went back to the bed to rest.

It's past midnight, tomorrow...they still have a lot to deal with.

The author has something to say: ps: In fact, Mrs. Madara was quite miserable. After returning from the battlefield, he went through another bitter battle before he had time to rest. Then he stood on the ruins of his house and listened to a story told by a woman who had been dead for an unknown amount of time. Then, after not sleeping for a long time, I have to get up for a clan meeting, and after the meeting, I have to meet Zhujian without telling the clan members. . .

Recently, Uchiha has been stealing the show seriously... the next chapter?Next chapter?Just go to Mito?Ah... Recently, I have been busy with posting congratulatory pictures on the Qixi Festival. I couldn't stop coloring with the computer for the first time.

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