"Let's go back too." Uchiha Madara said to his wife.

"Yeah." Uchiha nodded, and then said with a smile, "Ah, wait a minute--" She stood up as she spoke, and then, under the gaze of the man, walked down the wooden corridor and put on her clogs.

Immediately afterwards, I walked all the way to the landscape of the "dry landscape" in the courtyard, took off the wooden crickets and stepped on it.

She has wanted to do this since she saw Hashirama-sama walking all the way~

The white sand in the landscape is carefully selected and is soft and delicate when you step on it. It absorbs the temperature of the sun all day long, so even if it is evening, it is very warm when you step on it.

She stepped on the white sand along the way, leaving a small series of small footprints on it.

Uchiha Madara also walked down the corridor, standing aside and watching with soft eyes. When the person came back, he said evilly: "Didn't you hear Hashirama? You are not allowed to enter this landscape without permission, so, after that

The temple monks will be angry."

"...Huh?" Uchiha immediately panicked, "Ah, hug, I'm sorry, I forgot about this, I will clean up immediately, I..." Then she saw the cunning look on the big cat's face

Smiling, he suddenly understood, "You're scaring me!"

Madara Uchiha looked at his wife who was jumping around when she was angry, and felt deeply that this was a cute little kitten. He hugged her, lowered his head and said, "Be careful, don't fall."

"...I told you not to hug me when it's okay!" Uchiha pushed him away and stood still, complaining, "Be more serious."

Uchiha Madara chuckled, that was really embarrassing, he was not born to be a decent person who followed the rules.

Although the attitude of the person in front of her told her that it didn't matter if she walked more, the Uchiha belt did not destroy too much of this "Zen-like tranquility". She only stood very close to him and stepped back and forth.

Shasha, with a smile on his face, asked by the way——

"Madara-sama, does the seaside... feel like this too?"

"Do you want to go to the beach?" Uchiha Madara asked.

Uchiha was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and then nodded again.

Uchiha Madara grabbed her wrist and said in a deep voice: "Tell the truth." He didn't like her hiding things from him. He had already disclosed his biggest secret to her, so what did she have to hide?

?

Uchiha looked up at the man's persistent eyes, hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said softly: "In the past... Haichuan-kun seemed to like the sea very much. He told me many times about the appearance of the sea, and said that he would take me to see it one day.

, so...I'm a little curious."

Uchiha Madara clicked his tongue and said in a bad tone: "Don't think about other men when you are by my side." He was so kind to her, but he still couldn't forget the dead ghost from the past. What a heartless person.

What else would a woman want him to do?

Besides, she is his wife, so this is very immoral, you know? If it had been another man, he would have dealt with her long ago, and he would not have been grateful for his magnanimity.

The Uchiha boy looked at the person speechlessly, and complained wildly in his heart: If you don't tell the truth, you will be angry, and if you tell the truth, you will be even more angry. Why are you so difficult to serve? And... how can you control things like thoughts? I just like it.

Mr. Haichuan, so from time to time you will think of, what's wrong with this? It's up to you to quickly give up your "widower and widow theory", it's so weird!

Uchiha Madara took his wife's wrist, lowered his head and asked, "Do you remember?"

The Uchiha belt didn't want to talk to him.

Uchiha Madara then "threatened" her: "If you dare to do this again..."

Uchiha raised his chin and asked, "How?" Did he still want to beat her?

"I'll kiss you." Uchiha Madara chuckled again, lowered his head and nibbled on his wife's tender cheek, "I want to kiss you once."

"Hey!!!!!" Uchiha raised his hand and pushed the man's face away, then wiped his face with his sleeve, showing an extremely speechless expression.

Uchiha Madara, who has long been accustomed to this kind of treatment, did not feel dissatisfied, and only said: "If you like the beach, I will take you there in a while." As he spoke, he squatted down and used his hand with black leather gloves.

He grabbed a handful of white sand from the ground and slowly ground it in his palm.

"...Really?" Uchiha Ouzhi immediately couldn't care less about being angry, or she was really used to it. She also squatted down and grabbed Baisha curiously and asked.

"The premise is that you are well-behaved enough." Uchiha Madara said slowly, and then he was very speechless when he saw his wife suddenly showed an expression of "I am very well-behaved", tsk tsk, touch or not touch, pretending to be nice is the best.

Right? A cunning woman typically has no cat virtues. But who told him to do this? Then he can only continue to pamper her? He shook his head and continued, "This sand is not very similar to the sand on the beach.

, the latter will be rougher, with many small stones, shells and other objects mixed in. This sand, on the other hand, looks like it has been carefully screened, delicate, but not as rough as nature."

"That's it." Uchiha nodded.

"Then," Uchiha Madara stood up, clapped his hands, and then hugged his wife, "Walking near the beach, the sand is also moist, and it is particularly comfortable to step on. Well, you will know after you actually go there."

Then, while she was struggling, he carried her all the way back to the corridor, sat down, laid her on his lap, lifted one of her feet, and took out the handkerchief from his sleeve to help wipe it.

soles of feet.

"I, I, I, I can do it myself!"

Uchiha Madara raised an eyebrow, turned the person on his lap over, forced her to lie on his lap, and wiped the two behinds like a cat who resisted taking a bath.

claw.

"Okay." He let go of his hand, slightly raised the corners of his mouth and patted someone's buttocks, "I'm done wiping."

The next second, the person in his arms jumped out with a "whoosh", then turned around and sat on the floor with a slightly red face, kicking him as hard as he could.

Bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard!

Uchiha Madara didn't stop him, he just laughed, "There are even more bastards, do you want to try?"

She ignored him.

"Okay, let's go back." Uchiha Madara stood up and said, "Otherwise, Izuna, Hui and Yao will be worried. By the way, what I brought you here today must be kept secret, you know?"

"Izuna-sama..." When it came to business, Uchiha Oichi once again forgot what happened just now, or she was really getting used to it. She asked in surprise, "I didn't know that you and Hashirama-sama were good friends.

Something?"

"He knows, but he doesn't support it." Uchiha Madara replied with a headache, "I am always worried that I will suffer a loss if I make friends with Hashirama." However, how can you consider these things when making friends with others? In other words, be careful in your heart.

When we start to calculate the gains and losses, we are actually no longer friends, so it is better to part ways as soon as possible and at least leave a last good impression.

"Hmm..." Uchiha rubbed his chin, "Hashirama-sama does look smarter than you."

Uchiha Madara was immediately laughed out of anger. He stepped forward and pinched his wife's chin, "warning" and said: "You are not allowed to praise other men in front of me, except for Izuna and my sons." Even Zhu.

He would also mind it, or in other words, he would mind it especially because it was Hashirama. Who knows, he had such a strong desire to win against that guy.

Uchiha stuck out his tongue at him.

Not long after...

The two left the temple.

The Uchiha belt turned his head, looked at it from a distance, and said with some hesitation: "The snacks here are really delicious."

"I know." Uchiha Madara raised his hand and patted her head, "I'll bring you to eat next time."

"Speaking of which...Madara-sama, why did you come here in the past?" Ochiha asked curiously, "You don't seem like someone who believes in these and would come here to meditate."

Uchiha Madara was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Yeah... I don't believe this..." Before his younger brother Zhenhong died, he was still very young and was helpless. He also knelt down and prayed with all his heart, if Zhenhong could be cured.

If he got up, then it would be okay even if he believed in it for the rest of his life. However, it turned out that these things were useless and not worthy of him believing in them at all. However, due to some special circumstances... He continued to whisper, "Remember what I told you?

Is there any way to grow hair?"

"...Hmm." Uchiha was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately. She remembered what he said when she washed his hair that time, growing your hair means extending your life.

"This statement was told to me by a monk here in the past."

"Yeah." After the Uchiha heard this, he immediately said, "It's rare to come here. Do you want to pay a visit? Just, just as a return of your wish?" Although something seems to be wrong, Mr. Izuna can live well to this day, even if

It was just a coincidence, Madara-sama must be very grateful to the other party in his heart.

Seeing her nervous and concerned look, Uchiha Madara suddenly smiled: "He has been dead for many years."

"...Oh." Uchiha nodded slowly and added, "Then, if we are free in the future, let's come and sit down again, as a return of our wish."

"Okay." Uchiha nodded speckly, then raised his hand and touched his wife's face, and said half-jokingly, "It'll be fine in the future, so don't pull my hair." His hair was now saving the lives of four people in one go.

But it's very precious.

"...As long as you don't make me angry!" Uchiha bulged his face and said angrily, "Otherwise, why would I pull your hair!"

"Then there's no guarantee."

"……"Hello!!!

Afterwards, the two returned home together, and as always, they did not forget to bring small gifts for Uchiha Izuna and the two children.

the other side.

After Senju Hashirama returned home, he also entered the study room to look for books related to Soul Leaving Syndrome. After rummaging around, he suddenly remembered that his younger brother always liked to study these weird things, and even touched some taboos.

Although it was a bit risky, after careful consideration, he took the initiative to go to his brother and ask for these books and research materials.

"...Brother, what do you want these for?"

"I've been studying Buddhist scriptures recently," Senju Hashirama said seriously, "I want to further develop my True Thousand Arms. This involves the soul level, so I want to study it carefully."

Thousands of Hands Feijian was startled at first, and then he felt that this was not unreasonable. After all, his eldest brother was quite knowledgeable about Buddhism, and the moves he used also had some insights. For example, the main body of Thousands of Hands was a huge

Guanyin Buddha statue. Therefore, it seems possible to derive the soul...

But then again, if one blow can tear all the opponent's souls away from the body or knock them away, does that mean it's more demonic than Buddha...?

Hmm, interesting.

Thinking of this, he smiled and nodded and said: "Sounds like a good direction." Then he happily said, "Brother, please wait a moment, I will go back and clean up, and then send it to your room." The stronger the elder brother is, the more he does this.

The younger brother, the happier and prouder he is. Therefore, he is willing to cooperate in any way. And, wait and see.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Tobirama." Senju Hashirama replied with a guilty conscience, thinking to himself——

Sorry, please forgive me this time, Tobirama!

...although it probably won't be the last time.

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