"Fog?"
Uchiha Madara was walking in the forest. Although he hadn't returned to Konoha Village for many years, he didn't remember the forest around Konoha Village having so much fog.
"No, there's chakra in the fog," Uchiha Madara said calmly, seeing through the essence of the fogin just a few breaths.
But he still walked unhurriedly. He was extremely familiar with this forest, and even if thick clouds and mist obscured his vision, he wouldn't get lost.
"When did the ninjas of Konoha Village learn the Hiding in Mist Technique?"
The Three-Tomoe Sharingan was activated, but it couldn't see through the forest under the mist at all.
"The Hiding in Mist Technique can block the Sharingan, but this is a bit too thick."
Then, the figure of an old man flashed in his mind.
"Is it the old man from the Kumotsuru Clan? But he should have been old and dying when I left."
Uchiha Madara walked and analyzed who could have created this thick fog. He had no other thoughts, just pure boredom. Although Madara left the village early, he knew all the important figures in the village very well. Of course, he also knew that the Kumotsuru Clan's old man's son was a good-for-nothing.
So he didn't think about Kumotsuru Yama. Madara would never have thought that it was Kumotsuru Yama's son, a mere seven-year-old child, who created this thick fog.
Walking to a location not far from Konoha Village, Uchiha Madara stopped. He wanted to look up at the moon tonight, but it was blocked by the thick fog.
"Then... Summoning Technique!"
...
Hashirama was sitting on top of the Hokage Rock, enjoying the evening breeze. At this time, everyone was preparing dinner, and Konoha Village was filled with cooking smoke, a peaceful scene.
"Where are you now, Madara?"
A few leaves were blown by the wind and danced randomly in the air. Hashirama casually took one down and played with it in his hand. Suddenly, he noticed that there was a hole in the leaf that had been eaten by insects, so he picked it up and held it in front of his eyes.
"What kind of belief did you hold back then?"
Remembering when the two of them were high-spirited and established their own village under this cliff, Hashirama couldn't help but feel a little regretful. The village was still there, but unfortunately, he was the only one left.
Hashirama was not a pessimistic person. After a brief moment of reminiscing, he returned to his usual state of mind. Even if he was alone, he could still protect the village and everyone.
At this moment, a few white birds slowly flew from a distance. When they flew in front of him, Hashirama realized that they were the Cloud Release ninjutsu of Torifū.
The little birds hovered around Hashirama's ears, carrying a hint of coolness, and then turned into clouds of mist and drilled into Hashirama's ears.
"Sensei."
"Uchiha Madara is back."
Hearing this, Hashirama stood up with a whoosh, his face full of joy. For a moment, he forgot how Torifū knew Madara.
"Madara is back!"
His good brother, who had been separated for several years, was finally back. He had to prepare well. Just as Hashirama was about to go home and ask Mito to make a good meal.
Torifū's next sentence made his heart drop.
"Uchiha Madara is coming from the forest."
"He's not here with good intentions."
How could this be? This was Hashirama's first thought. This village was created by Madara and himself; how could he come with bad intentions? But no matter what, Torifū's words did calm Hashirama down. After not seeing each other for many years, although he believed in his brother.
But he also had to prepare for the worst.
Without much hesitation, Hashirama jumped off the cliff, landed steadily on the ground, and then quickly ran towards his home.
"What's wrong, brother? Why are you in such a hurry?" Tobirama asked in confusion.
Seeing her husband like this, Uzumaki Mito had a faint feeling that something was wrong. She rarely saw her husband in such a panic.
"Mito! Quickly put on my armor, Madara is back!"
These words exploded in Tobirama and Mito's ears like a bolt from the blue. They hadn't heard the name Uchiha Madara for a long time. It seemed that they were intentionally omitting this name to avoid making Hashirama sad.
"How did you know, brother?" Tobirama asked in disbelief. A ninja who had been away from the village for many years suddenly returned. He couldn't possibly want to come back for a cup of tea, right?
"Torifū sensed it. He said Madara wasn't here with good intentions."
While the two brothers were talking, Mito was not idle. She took out the armor that had been idle for a long time and quickly helped Hashirama put it on. This armor had accompanied Hashirama throughout his life. He thought it would never be used again, but he didn't expect to wear it again today.
"Then I'll go and summon the ninjas!"
Tobirama turned to move, but Hashirama grabbed his hand: "Ordinary ninjas can't do anything to him, only I can. Besides, he may not necessarily harm the village."
Hashirama put on a strained smile. He still believed in Madara in his heart, but he had to prepare for the worst.
"You order the clansmen to patrol the village. Don't let anyone with ulterior motives do anything to harm the village at this time!"
Tobirama nodded and immediately set off. He understood that he was not Uchiha Madara's opponent. Protecting the village was his responsibility. Those hawk factions of the Uchiha clan might take action tonight!
"Evil Uchiha clan! You better be honest!"
Suddenly, a loud bang came from outside the village, and a burst of intense white smoke erupted! Then, nine orange-red tails swayed wildly in the white smoke, and a ferocious Nine-Tailed Giant Fox appeared outside the village, roaring angrily at the sky!
"Nine-Tails!" Hashirama stood on the roof, gritting his teeth!
At this time, Uchiha Madara's purpose had been revealed. Summoning the Nine-Tails outside the village was undoubtedly a declaration of war against Konoha Village!
"Madara, how could you make such a choice! This is our village!"
Hashirama jumped off the roof and soared into the air.
Uchiha Madara stood on top of the Nine-Tails' head, controlling the Nine-Tails to approach Konoha Village.
"Wood Release - Wood Dragon Technique!"
A giant wooden dragon suddenly appeared in mid-air, steadily catching Hashirama and flying towards the Nine-Tails.
The people of Konoha Village heard the Hokage's voice and went out to check, but at this time, many Senju clan members were warning the residents from house to house not to go out no matter what happened. The Senju clan had a high reputation in Konoha, and people guessed that something was going to happen tonight, so they returned home and locked their doors.
Uchiha Madara couldn't help laughing when he saw the wooden dragon in the air: "Hashirama! You're finally here!"
"Why." Hashirama stood on top of the wooden dragon, his voice questioning. "Why do you want to attack the village! Do you want to destroy this hard-won peace!"
Uchiha Madara smiled contemptuously: "What village, what peace, they are just false things."
The three-tomoe in his eyes rotated and deformed! A pair of eyes with strange patterns appeared; it was the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan!
At this time, Madara looked at Hashirama calmly without joy or sorrow and said lightly: "Hashirama, I have already seen the real path to peace with these eyes!"