Eternal Calamity: From Naruto

The beautiful trees are verdant and cover the sky, the old vines as thick as buckets are coiled like dragons, the mirror-like streams are crystal clear, and the green grass and fragrant wild flowers are full of vigor and vitality. This place is undoubtedly a peaceful and pure land.

At this time, the two teenagers standing on the bank of this clear stream were happily engaging in a water float competition.

slap, slap, slap

The flat stone jumped on the surface of the water, floated three times, and fell into the water with a plop.

Seeing that there were still five or six meters away from the opposite bank, Madara Uchiha looked unhappy, picked up another piece, threw it in his hand twice, and said angrily: "Next time, we must throw it to the opposite side."

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the sky, and a stone flew out behind him, drifted into the river, undulated three times quickly, and landed on the opposite bank with a bang.

Madara Uchiha squinted his eyes and looked back. A boy about his age was maintaining a posture of throwing stones. He was wearing a light green and white shirt, with a triangular white sweat towel around his neck, especially the watermelon hair style on top of his head. , impressive.

"When you throw it, remember to lift it up a little bit, that's the trick."

The watermelon head showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled brilliantly.

"Tsk."

Uchiha Madara turned his head with a displeased face, and said: "Of course I know this kind of trivial matter. As long as I throw it seriously, I can definitely throw it. Who are you?"

Watermelon head pinched his waist with both hands, and said with a smile: "Me, at this moment, it should be your opponent who is in the water. I threw it to the other side."

Uchiha Madara shook the stone in his hand and asked, "I ask who are you?"

Watermelon head chuckled, and was about to answer, when suddenly the tip of his nose moved slightly, and he said solemnly: "There is a smell of blood, coming from upstream."

"Um?"

Uchiha Madara's eyes froze, and he looked upstream, and immediately saw a figure lying on his back on the stream with blood on his chest floating slowly from upstream.

"this person"

Uchiha Madara frowned slightly, for some reason he felt a touch of familiarity with this figure, but as the figure approached, his expression changed instantly, but he could see the figure's face clearly.

"Song Moon!"

Uchiha Madara exclaimed, and was about to run towards Geyue, but someone was faster than him.

"I saw it, he's still breathing, and he's still alive!"

The watermelon-headed boy let out an exclamation, then took a step and ran towards Ge Yue.

"Hey, you bastard."

Uchiha Madara didn't know what to think of when he saw this, his expression changed for a moment, and then he quickly chased after him, shouting in his mouth: "Wait for me!"

"Hey, are you okay!"

The watermelon-headed boy turned a deaf ear, jumped into the water and quickly ran to Geyue, and was about to bend down to pick it up, but Geyue, who had closed her eyes, suddenly opened her daunting double pupils.

Zheng!

The next moment, a beam of bright horses soared into the sky, and lay between the necks of the watermelon-headed boy with icy murderous intent.

"Ge Yue, stop!"

Uchiha Madara was shocked when he saw this, and shouted anxiously: "If he has no malicious intentions, don't kill him!"

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Geyue turned her head to look at Uchiha Madara in a daze, and then at the watermelon-headed boy. After shaking his somewhat confused head, he silently put away the blade, and slowly climbed up with the head tied to his wrist. shore, leaning against a tree to rest.

"Are you OK!"

Uchiha Madara came to the watermelon head boy quickly, and he was relieved when he found that the other party was just a little frightened.

"I'm fine, I'm just scared."

The watermelon-headed boy touched his neck with lingering fear. At that moment just now, he really thought that he was about to be beheaded.

"It's a fool, I told you not to be so impatient!"

Uchiha Madara tapped the watermelon-headed boy's forehead with his hand, and said with a bit of hatred: "Ninjas who are dying are beasts at the end of their lives. God knows what means they will prepare to die with the enemy. You are lucky this time." Well, if it was someone else, it would have been gone."

"Hey, I see, I will pay attention next time."

The watermelon-headed boy touched his head in embarrassment, and then exclaimed: "Is his name Geyue? He's really strong. Is he a member of your clan?"

"Well, his name is Geyue, and he belongs to my tribe."

Uchiha Madara hesitated for a moment, and said with some squeaks: "He is better than me."

"correct!"

Suddenly, Uchiha Madara seemed to have thought of something, and quickly ran in front of Geyue, seeing his weak complexion and the deep bone wound on his chest, a look of shock appeared on his face.

"Ge Yue, why did you appear here and suffer such serious injuries?"

Uchiha Madara took out two Bingliang pills from his pocket and stuffed them into Geyue's mouth, and took out the wound medicine and bandages he carried with him to treat Geyue's wound simply.

"I went out to do a mission, but I met a strong enemy. I jumped into the water and survived, and then I met you...and him."

Ge Yue looked up at the cautious watermelon-headed boy, and gradually had some guesses in her heart.

This time period, this place, this appearance, let's play together.

The young man in front of him most likely came for Senju Hashirama, the god of ninja who is as famous as Uchiha Madara, the shura of the ninja world.

"Ah, that, my name is Hashirama, my surname can't be said for some reason, nice to meet you."

The watermelon-headed boy named Zhuma touched the back of his head and said carelessly.

Uchiha Madara heard the words and looked at Geyue, and after seeing that there was no abnormality on Geyue's face, he took a step forward and said, "Hashirama, right, my name is Madara, and his name is Geyue, he is a brother of my family. The last name cannot be said for some reason."

"Oh, then we'll be friends from now on, let's play water and float together in the future."

Senshou Zhujian smiled innocently, showed his big white teeth, and boasted with a thumbs up: "When it comes to fighting for nothing, I will not lose to anyone."

"whispering sound!"

Madara Uchiha pursed his mouth in displeasure, picked up a stone, and said arrogantly: "Isn't it just a waste of time, see clearly, this time it will definitely succeed."

call out!

Uchiha Madara raised his right hand lightly, in a standard throwing shuriken posture, threw the stone out of his hand, jumped a few times on the water surface, and fell into the water with all his strength when he was about to reach the opposite bank.

Forehead.

Uchiha Madara looked at the stones that fell into the water, maintaining his throwing knowledge, and the whole person froze in place, as if he couldn't accept his failure.

"This throwing method is shuriken technique!"

Seeing this scene, Senju Zhuma froze for a moment, feeling a little curious about Uchiha Madara's identity.

But before he could ask, Uchiha Madara suddenly turned his head, made a very exaggerated gesture, pointed at him and said angrily: "You bastard, you deliberately stood behind me to distract me, right? I'm sensitive , Some people can't pee when they stand behind them."

"Huh!"

Senshou Zhujian was obviously taken aback, and immediately sat down on the ground with his knees hugged. He was extremely depressed, and there was a strong sadness all over his body.

"Eh!"

Uchiha Madara obviously didn't expect Senjujuma's reaction to be like this, and he comforted a little at a loss: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be so forceful, and you don't have to be lost like this."

"Hahaha!"

Senjujuma stood up suddenly, patted Uchiha Madara on the shoulder and laughed loudly: "Since you apologized sincerely, I will forgive you."

As he said that, he gestured to the movement of still floating, and said with a smile: "Anyway, it is clear that I am better at swimming than you."

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Uchiha Madara looked at Senju Hashirama, who had regained his vitality in an instant, and after being dazed for a moment, he roared angrily: "You bastard, how dare you deceive my feelings!"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Seeing this, Senju Zhuma's face froze, and he apologized quickly, but how could Uchiha Madara let him go like this, a tiger pounced him to the ground, and wrestled with him.

For a while, there was endless laughter.