The Samsara of Konoha

Chapter 35 Growth of Hashirama and Madara

Half a year has passed since Hashirama and Madara met each other last time.

This day, a person from Tianzhujian came to the river, sat quietly by the river, watching the flowing river, but his mind was full of the faces of Qianshou Wajian and Qianshoubanjian, Wajian and Banjian were his His younger brother died in the war when he was less than ten years old.

He hated the war, it was the war that caused him to lose Wajian and Banjian, and even lost so many relatives. He hoped to stop the war, so he told his father Qianshoufojian about his thoughts, but he was ruthlessly beaten by Buddhajian. He was taught a hard lesson, lost his close brother, and had no one to confide in his beliefs. He felt very lonely in his heart, so he could only stand here alone, staring at the river in a daze.

"Yo, long time no see, that, your name"

When Hashirama was in a daze, a boy in black kimono slowly walked up behind him, greeted him with a smile, and this boy was Madara.

"Between the columns."

Hashirama said his name without looking back.

"Hashirama, why are you so downcast when you come here today? What happened?"

"Why do you ask this, I have nothing to do." Hashirama said in a suppressed voice.

"Stop lying, tell me, what happened?"

"I'm fine"

"Okay, let's talk."

"No, it's really okay."

"Don't be stubborn, tell me quickly."

"I said it all, I have nothing to do."

As Hashirama said, he turned his head, revealing his face full of tears.

"I told you to speak as soon as you have something to say!"

Looking at the pitiful Hashirama, Madara suddenly complained helplessly.

However, when he heard his words, Hashirama just lowered his head and sobbed for a while, and still didn't speak. Madara suddenly realized that something serious must have happened to him, and quickly recovered his serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"My brother died"

Hashirama said in an extremely suppressed voice, his voice was full of sadness, after he finished speaking, he wiped the tears off his face with his sleeve, and then looked at the river in front of him.

"So I came to look at this river, as if looking at this river, the troubles in my heart would be washed away by the river."

"That's it"

"Your name is Madara, I guess you should feel the same way"

Hashirama wanted to express his inner thoughts, but he hesitated in the middle of speaking.

"Do you have brothers and sisters?" Hashirama suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"I had five brothers. Once."

Madara bent down to pick up a stone from the ground, and said lightly, but Hashirama was stunned when he heard the words.

"Ever?" Hashirama looked at Madara and asked suspiciously.

"We are all ninjas, and we don't know when we will die in battle. If there is any way to avoid death, it is to communicate with the enemy, to be honest with each other, and to become brothers, but this is fundamental. Impossible, because people have ulterior motives, no one knows what the other party is thinking, you want to live in peace with the enemy, but maybe the enemy is just pretending to kill you and then quickly."

Madara looked at the river in front of him, naturally expressed his inner thoughts, and then threw the stone to the surface of the water forcefully.

"Is it really impossible to be honest with each other?" Hashirama murmured.

"I don't know, but I've been looking for a way to communicate with each other."

Madara said confidently, obviously he has been thinking about this problem for a long time, although he has not found a solution, but he will not give up easily.

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After the stone thrown by Madara danced three times on the water surface, it flew steadily to the opposite bank, but Hashirama couldn't help being stunned seeing this.

"It seems that this time, I finally found the right direction. Not only you, I also threw it over." Madara said with a smile on his face.

Hashirama turned his head to look at the black-clothed boy standing beside him, couldn't help standing up, and looked at him solemnly, he was shocked and joyful in his heart, he finally found someone who shared his thoughts This can't help cheering him up.

Madara turned around and saw that Hashirama finally got rid of the disappointment, a smile appeared on his face.

"In other words, even if I can't see through your heart, I will understand when I see you"

"what?"

"You, whether it's the clothes or the hairstyle of the pot lid, it's all dirt."

"Uh!"

Hearing Madara's complaints, Hashirama, who had just recovered, suddenly had a bunch of black lines in his head, and fell into a lost mood again.

In this way, in this troubled world, two teenagers with the same dream finally reached a bond. They have a common dream, a common topic, and a common direction of endeavor. Although they come from different families and have different surnames Dare to tell each other, but they still became the most intimate friends.

Since then, the two have been in frequent contact, often discussing each other, or talking about how to achieve their dreams.

"How to change this situation in the future, we must first have a plan!"

After another sparring session, the two sat on a big rock, Hashirama took the initiative to speak, and began to talk about how to end the war.

"First of all, we must strengthen our beliefs, and then become stronger, become as strong as Ninja God, so that people will listen to what we say, and no matter how much the weak bark, no one will pay attention." Madara crossed his arms, While thinking, while talking.

"Well, but even a strong ninja like the underworld god may not be able to determine the future of the ninja world, so we have to become stronger, so that all ninjas will not ignore our opinions."

"Yes, first of all, we have to overcome our shortcomings in ninjutsu that we are not good at, but well, I have no shortcomings in this regard."

Madara said proudly, then jumped off the rock and walked towards the river.

"Really, then you are still really good."

Hashirama looked at his back and said noncommittally.

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Having drank a lot of water just now, Ban was a little anxious, so he ran to the river to relieve himself.

As the torrent in his body slowly flowed out, Ban Li immediately showed a cheerful expression, however, he suddenly felt a gaze behind him, his whole body suddenly tensed up, and the water gate couldn't help but close automatically.

"Hey, really stop!" Hashirama said with a smirk.

"Bastard, I told you not to stand behind me!"

"Hey, I found your weakness."

"Asshole, I'm going to throw you in the river where I just peed."

"hey-hey!"

"Try my water escape!"

"Ah, it's so dirty, don't come here."

In this way, the two often discuss, talk, and play together, growing rapidly together in this pleasant environment, and time is also passing by quickly in this situation, and soon, three years have passed like this, and Both of them are already twelve or thirteen years old, and they have become powerful ninjas. However, before they can take revenge together, a conspiracy has quietly descended.

(End of this chapter)