Chapter 172 Uchiha Madara

When Yeshan returned to Kikyo Castle, the ninjas in the castle were having breakfast.

Because of the impending war, the food at this time is much better than usual. Breakfast not only has all kinds of staple foods, but also a lot of eggs and meat, which looks quite tempting.

When the Konoha ninjas who were queuing saw that it was Yeshan who came, they came forward to greet him and gave the first position to him.

Ye Shan smiled slightly and without delay, he walked forward, took some of his favorite food, and sat at the open-air table to eat.

Not long after, Nara Shikatani also sat opposite him with a plate in his hand, looking somewhat sad: "Is Kuramadani Hisashi dead after all?"

Ye Shan nodded without saying anything, picked up a greasy chicken leg and started chewing it.

"Although it is inevitable for ninjas to die during missions, I still feel a little sad. Tani Shouzhi's father and I were good friends. We spent six years of carefree life together in the ninja school. I didn't expect that his last bloodline left in the world would also die because of my order."

A look of self-blame emerged on Nara Shikatsugu's face. He was already 42 years old this year and was at the end of his ninja career. It was inevitable that he felt a little sentimental about the changes in the world.

Ye Shan was eating chicken, and he glanced at the compassionate Nara Shikasho and said calmly: "What does Tani Shouzhi's death have to do with you? Judging from the traces at the scene, this was a premeditated ambush. His death is inevitable, unless he never leaves Konoha Village."

Nara Shikasho was shocked when he heard this. He thought Tani Shouzhi's death was an accident, but he never expected that someone was deliberately targeting him. He asked hurriedly, "Who did it?"

The ninjas who are chosen by the village to be stationed in Kikyo Castle are all very powerful. Especially the ninja team responsible for patrolling has at least one senior ninja leading the team. Even if a team with such configuration is completely wiped out, some traces should be left behind.

But Yeshan's answer was bound to disappoint Nara Shikasaka.

"do not know."

"From the traces at the scene, three patrol ninjas were killed by a wind-style ninjutsu. Ninjas of this strength are rare in the Sand Village, but I can't be sure who did it."

The ambusher may not be a Sand Ninja, but there is a high chance that a Sand Ninja will use that kind of powerful wind-attribute ninjutsu.

"Alas," Nara Shikasho sighed, "Even if I knew who did it, I couldn't do anything. The most I could do is curse the other person a few times."

"But then again, Kuramatani Hisashi has always been honest and has never offended anyone in his ninja career. How could he be killed for no reason?"

This is also the question that Yeshan wanted to ask. Kuramadani Hisashi is just an ordinary Chunin of Konoha. Even if he has made some achievements in illusion, he is still a Chunin. What's the benefit of killing him?

Things became confusing, but Ye Shan didn't care. After all, Kuramatani Shouzhi's life and death had nothing to do with him. What he cared about was the safety of the people around him. He was definitely not a saint who could protect everyone.

Ye Shan ate up all the food in front of him, and then handed the collected relics to Nara Shikatsugu as an explanation.

"The Sand Village will arrive at Kikyo Castle by noon tomorrow at the latest. As the supreme commander, you should do your best to perform your duties. The death of a Chunin should not affect your emotions, even if he has a close relationship with you."

"Once Kikyo Castle is lost, you and I will be sinners of Konoha Village. There is no doubt about that."

Ye Shan stood up, stared down at Nara Shikatsugu, and his tone of voice was not very good.

"The ninjas in the city seem a little flustered. They haven't been on the battlefield for a long time. They need your encouragement. This is what you should do."

After saying that, Ye Shan stopped looking at the other person's increasingly embarrassed expression and walked away with the plate.

All we can say is that people’s joys and sorrows are not the same, and the ones who died were not Ye Shan’s relatives or friends, so of course he didn’t care.

Besides, time is of the essence right now, so how can we have the leisure time to lament that things have changed? The dead are dead, and the most important thing is to take good care of the living.

...........

The Land of Rice is a small country, so small that it does not have its own ninja village. There are only a few small and unknown ninja clans in the country, and their presence in the ninja world is very weak.

However, everything has its pros and cons. Although the Land of Rice is much weaker than the neighboring Frost Country, it has always been peaceful. The reason is that it is located directly north of the Land of Fire and does not border some major countries, so the two Ninja World Wars did not affect it.

The only role of small countries is to serve as a buffer zone. The big countries do not want the war to burn in their own countries, which will cause irreversible damage, so the territories of small countries become the best battlefields.

In the last Ninja World War, the Land of Grass, as the battle site between the two major ninja villages of Konoha and Iwagakure, was almost beaten to pieces. It is worth noting how painful it was.

The Hengduan Gorge is a famous dangerous place in the Land of Fields. It is known for being sparsely populated and having many species of ferocious creatures. The two huge mountains on the left and right seem to be torn apart by someone, and the exposed rocks are all bare and look quite monotonous in color.

However, no one could have imagined that there was an underground base in this dangerous place, let alone that in this base there existed a super powerful man who had shocked the ninja world for decades.

During the battle outside Konoha Village that day, Danzo Shimura clearly felt that all the bones in his body were crushed by Hayama's punch. He lost consciousness before the severe pain reached his brain. When he woke up again, he came to a dark underground place, where a humanoid creature dressed in white was looking at him in surprise.

Shimura Danzo felt that he had probably gone to hell, otherwise there was no reason why he could not see his mentor, Senju Tobirama, and his expression became gloomy. Then, waves of ecstatic pain interrupted his thoughts. It seemed that he was not dead?

"What is this place? Who are you?" asked Danzo Shimura.

“Wakaka~ Wakaka~, the corpse is resurrecting, it’s really resurrecting!”

"That creature that can't poop spoke, Master Madara, he really spoke."

The white creature was screaming and shouting, and its voice echoed in the empty and dark underground base, making Danzo Shimura's head hurt.

"Shut up and get back to my question!"

Who is Shimura Danzo? He was a high-ranking official who had been in charge of the dark forces of the village for many years. He was used to being domineering and arrogant, and his words unconsciously revealed his majesty.

However, the white creature really didn't know what majesty was. It just felt that it seemed to be offended, so it picked up a small stone and put it in front of its eyes and aimed at Shimura Danzo, as if planning to hit him.

"stop."

An old but heavy voice interrupted the white creature's actions, and also made Shimura Danzo alert. Now he was at the mercy of others, so of course he had to be careful and alert.

"May I ask who you are? I will repay you for saving my life when I return to the village."

"A big reward?" The voice was full of joking: "Who do you think you are?"

"I am Danzo Shimura. As long as you send me back to Konoha, I will give you everything, whether it's money or ninjutsu."

"Hahaha"

Laughter spread throughout the entire underground base: "How can a homeless dog like you be qualified to promise so many benefits?"

Shimura Danzo's heart sank. He heard the other party's hidden meaning and couldn't help feeling sad.

The battle that day ended in his defeat. Danzo Shimura could not figure out any reason why his good friend Hiruzen Sarutobi defeated Hayama, so he naturally knew his own ending.

Everyone can sacrifice the pawn to save the king, and they will only become more skilled at it each time.

"Your Excellency seems to know everything that happened outside. Can you tell me in detail?"

"What you should care about now is your own life, not those unimportant things."

The voice was very calm, but it was filled with absolute certainty: "Whether your life can continue to survive depends on your value. What I need is a tool, not a piece of trash."

Danzo Shimura was extremely angry. He usually scolded his subordinates like this, but who would have thought that today it would be his turn to feel the same way.

"You have been hiding in the dark all this time. Is it possible that you have some unspeakable secret that you cannot reveal to the public?"

"There is nothing wrong with my face, you should have seen it."

"Who are you?" asked Danzo Shimura in shock and anger.

"Bai Zetsu, go turn on the light and let him see who I am."

"Hehehe, yes, sir."

The white creature walked forward with a laugh, took a small kerosene lamp, lit it, and placed it next to a seat.

The orange flame flickered in the darkness, illuminating the face of the person sitting on the chair. This was an old man with snow-white hair, and his face was covered with layers of wrinkles. He looked as weak as the flame, but it was extremely dazzling in Shimura Danzo's eyes.

Even though Danzo Shimura had witnessed countless storms and waves, he was still horrified at this moment. He struggled to support his body with all his strength and tried to move his body forward to see more clearly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, weren't you dead a long time ago?! Why are you here? And you look like an old man?"

It's no wonder that Shimura Danzo was confused. What was happening before his eyes was beyond his understanding, because the face that was deeply buried in his heart reappeared.

That’s right, the man sitting on the chair with a frail appearance is none other than Uchiha Madara, one of the founders of Konohagakure, who once dominated the ninja world, the strongest man in the Uchiha clan!

"You still remember me saying that the world has not forgotten me. This makes me feel relieved and a little sad at the same time. This feeling has not appeared in me for a long time since Hashirama's death."

"thump"

It was Danzo Shimura who lost his strength and fell to the ground. He struggled to crawl on the ground, enduring the severe pain, and came to the chair with difficulty. He stared at the face that he once feared so much with his eyes wide open.

"Are you really Uchiha Madara?" There was a note of disbelief in Shimura Danzo's voice.