[NARUTO][Pillar Madara] His Country

Chapter 34

The consequences are confessed.

--and it turned out that Madara started avoiding him.

Hashirama had no choice but to suppress the bitterness back to the bottom of his heart.He stopped disturbing Madara's life, and gradually stepped out of his friend's life.

As if to compensate for this, he began to dream about things from long ago...

"I'll go back if you're okay." Madara stood up from his bed, "I'll explain to the real estate company, don't go to that place again."

ended.

Their eyes exchanged this.

Just say goodbye to each other, go back to their respective lives, forget those wild dreams, forget those desires that cannot be filled.

Go back to "normal".

Madara looked away.He nodded as a greeting, and then walked towards the door.

The next moment, Hashirama hugged him tightly from behind.They were so close, it was as if two hearts were throbbing in one chest, as if all the barriers of all these years had never existed: they were so closely connected from the beginning and never changed.

"I like you."

A muffled voice came from between the pillars.

"... between the pillars."

This voice does not sound optimistic.Hashirama lamented his ignorance in his heart and continued: "I'm sorry, although this must have troubled you... But if I let you leave now, I will definitely regret it."

Madara broke away from his arm, but turned around and grabbed his collar before Hashirama's heart sank completely.The young man's eyes were rounded, and compared with the usual Madara, they looked a little cute.Hashirama immediately made a gesture of weakness: "Madara..."

"are you serious?"

"I've always been serious about your business."

"Six years ago too?"

"Don't you believe it?" Hashirama suddenly realized that they might have made a mistake from the beginning, "Didn't I tell you that day at the festival? I knew it was you at the first sight."

"I didn't hear that."

Spotted said in a low voice.

Hashirama felt a little dizzy.The distance between the two of them was so close that he couldn't think of an explanation - and by then Madara had already kissed.

It was a jerky and rough, passionate and direct kiss.

"...I never knew you were so stupid." Madara whispered after finally separating.

Hashirama froze for a moment before laughing: "I thought you hated this kind of thing."

Baba snorted.He was not used to keeping such a distance from people, and when he was about to reopen the distance, he was hugged by Hashirama again.

Madara was a little stiff when he was hugged at first, but gradually relaxed, and even reached out to hug him.Hashirama buried her head on his shoulder and let out a low laugh.

"We're kind of stupid."

"It's mainly you. Don't get involved with me." Madara whispered.

"Yes.... By the way, I probably already know what is in that house by now."

Seven

Although there were various twists and turns in the middle, Hashirama finally proved through rigorous historical research that the haunted house was actually the other courtyard of Guan Bai, the first generation of the Warring States Period.When people from the Department of Archeology came to explore, they unearthed a Taidao from under the statue of Jizo in the courtyard.

It seems that because it was packed in a sealed lacquer box, the contents of the box are still intact: the brocade knife jacket has become fragile, but the blade is still intact.

Hashirama and Madara saw this knife but it was in a traveling exhibition of a museum in Tokyo.According to the inscriptions on the knife and the remaining scabbard restoration graphics, scholars have determined that this is the first long knife used by the ruler who achieved a short-term unification of the world in the Warring States Period. It disappeared after being inherited by the first generation Guan Bai. .Madara read the description on the side of the exhibition:

"'It is said that there used to be a famous knife named Konoha by the side of the ruler. But after he left, that famous knife never appeared in people's field of vision again, so that people in later generations believed that this knife was just a It's just a false rumor. And through the research of local scholar Senju Hashirama, this knife was able to reappear 600 years later...'That sounds amazing, local scholar."

"Ahaha, please forgive me." Hashirama sighed, "Recently, I have been driven crazy by related papers and reports... The time is not in touch with yours."

The two left the display case for the knife and wandered casually in the exhibition hall.Some materials related to the two masters of the sword are also placed in this exhibition room, such as the ruling black military flag, and the armor of the first Guan Bai.

"Like a lobster shell."

Madara made this comment bluntly.

"Master Guan Bai will be sad."

Madara smiled, looking at the red armor.On that day, what appeared in front of him and Zhujian were really the ghosts of samurai 600 years ago?Of course no one can answer this question.He turned aside to a photograph of the excavation site: it was the courtyard they had seen.

Who in the end buried the famous knife cherished in the other courtyard in the countryside?It seems that there is no need to ask.The first generation of Guan Bai abdicated shortly after he ruled the world. He handed over the heavy responsibility to his brothers and lived in seclusion in the countryside by himself. He passed away not long after.There is no clear record of his place of death.

But maybe...the people who lived a long time ago looked at such a scene, buried their knives in the courtyard where they once met, prayed for peace in the world and greeted their final expectations.

When they left the exhibition hall together, Madara sighed: "I didn't expect that the house under the mountain would be the residence of such a famous person."

"On the one hand, there is indeed a lack of records. On the other hand, because Nanhe Township is quite far away from the city where Guan Bai lived in the first generation, no one would make such an association." Zhu Jian said, "But no one noticed this place. is the closest to the governing domain."

Madara glanced at him.Hashirama smiled and continued: "Although there are different opinions on the relationship between the two of them - some say that the first generation Guan Bai participated in the battle to assassinate the ruler, but some people think that they were close friends in the early years..." Shake Hashirama Shaking his head, "I believe the latter statement."

"Have you inherited your friend's ambition to unify the world..." Madara whispered.That dream—was that the idea that the soul attached to the knife was trying to leave him?

"That's exactly what I believe."

Hashirama said, holding his hand.

What is solid in the world will be blown away.The sword will be forgotten, the samurai will die in battle, and the love and hatred of the past will sink into the river of forgetfulness without leaving any evidence.

But no matter how far -- no matter how long it took.

What is sought is always found.Those who wait will eventually meet again.

And now they no longer need to hold a sword.

"...so, do you want to move in with me?"

The End.

Fanwai Mountain Sleep

一

Rena

It is not advisable to travel on the day when the Buddha dies.

If it weren't for the lack of food at home, Linnai would not have gone to a town five miles away.He exchanged the last valuable thing hidden at home for money and bought rice grains, but thought that his younger siblings would meet a wandering wild samurai on the way back in a hurry.

It would be miserable if caught.Not to mention whether they could escape with their lives, even if the rice grains were robbed, what would the brothers and sisters in the family do?Thinking of such a thing, Linna ran desperately, the strap of the straw sandal broke, and the foot bag that had been patched and patched slipped on the snow, she wobbled and rolled down the slope.

This fall was not easy.Panting for breath, she tried to struggle regardless of the pain in her waist, but she lost strength for a moment and couldn't stand up. She raised her head and saw a man sitting on the boulder in front of her.

The man was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face, only the sickle behind him.He sat cross-legged on the stone, the hem of his black robe hanging down motionless.

Linnai didn't know where the momentum came from, she forced herself to get up, and stepped forward to grab the man's skirt.

"Please, sir, please save me...!"

The man's gaze swept over her indifferently.Rena was startled, and immediately let go of her hand.

At this time, the wild samurai from behind had already yelled and caught up.

"You little girl dare to run again!"

"This guy, doesn't he want a piece of the pie?"

"This guy is our prey—"

The shouts of the wild warriors were muted the moment they met each other's eyes.

"The things here have nothing to do with me." The man in black said, his voice was as cold as a winter spring, "However, your posture is too ugly. Step back."

That was just a simple command.But those lawless wild warriors trembled like frogs that saw a snake, and couldn't move the hand that was already on the handle of the knife.The man didn't even bother to glance at the group of wild dog-like losers, he got up and simply dusted off his body, then passed through these wild warriors and left.

Linnai quickly got up in a panic, and chased after him.

"Benefactor, please come to my house to have a rest." Thinking about the possibility of those wild samurai pestering her, Linnai trotted all the way to catch up with the man in black, "Since you saved me, please let the little girl more or less Let me entertain you as a reward."

However, the man with the sickle on his back didn't cast a glance, but just strode forward.

"I didn't drive those people away to save you."

"But you did save me. Seeing that the snow is about to fall, there are no villages along the way. You can go to my house to hide from the snow for a while."

Hearing this, the man looked up at the sky.It was getting dusk, thick gray clouds rolled in the sky, and a snowstorm was waiting.

He seemed to be thinking about something in his heart, and finally nodded.

"Great." Linnai said happily, trotting all the way