The person who came should be a very self-disciplined guy who followed the rules of ninjas and secretly touched the mountainside behind Baimu, intending to launch a blow to kill in the dark.

But as we all know, assassins fear the most is tanks, and the damage is like scraping, and white wood is not weak at all.

"Uchiha's Leap of Faith!"

The attack launched by Zhishui is an absolute blind spot from top to bottom, while Bai Mu still leaned in the hot spring without any sense, enjoying the last lesson of life comfortably.

"End..." Like a silent eagle strike, a kunai hit the back of Baimu's head, and it made a sound of steel. Zhishui even felt a pain in his wrist, and quickly slapped the ground with a palm and retreated quickly to the back.

Bai Mu felt that he was hit by a stick, and there was a snowflake in front of him. When he recovered, he saw the attacker's three-topus scarlet Sharingan.

"Oh, I'll go, the curly Uchiha... is it Uchiha Shimizu?" Shiraki was startled and quickly counted on the eighteen generations of ancestors to confirm that he was still himself.

But I think Qing had fought with Zhishui before, so he must be on this battlefield.

"Trigger Mission: Win a pair of Maneidoscope Sharingans"

"Reward: All skills of Eye of Void"

"Although I have always wanted this... but you suddenly had such a task in the system, which makes me difficult to deal with." Bai Mu looked at the boy who already had a kaleidoscope and had a headache.

Don’t know how to tamper with human will for the rest of your life. I’m afraid that it can’t be purified. What if I accidentally fall into a trick and become a slut by Zhishui?

But the temptation of the Eye of Void... Who can resist it?

Then come! Let’s take a wave of mouth-hiding suppression first.

Zhishui rubbed his wrists and frowned at Bai Mu. He couldn't figure out what the back of his head would be so hard.

Baimu Gada twisted his neck, stood up from the hot spring, and whispered behind him without looking back: "Aren't you always curious about my identity? Then just listen without missing a word."

"???" Nonoyu was slightly stunned, with a yukata that he put on in a daze, and then hid behind the stone. The second rule of spy is to never die at the hands of his own people.

"Zhishui, we finally met. We deserve to be the Uchiha tribe member I admire. The move was really sharp." Bai Mu dusted her long black hair and said with a smile.

"Do we know each other?" Zhishui looked at the strange masked man in front of him strangely, and the sound seemed to be no bigger than that of him.

"Haha... Of course, it's your first time seeing me, but I've always controlled your life. Have you ever seen puppet show? I'm the matchmaker behind you... the child." Bai Mu looked at Zhishui with his arms jokingly.

"So it's a lunatic..." Zhishui muttered, feeling really unlucky, so he decided to turn around and leave.

"Well... I know, no one can accept that his life is a game at the mercy of others. After all, when you were four years old, who would have thought that he was not your grandfather at all..." Bai Mu's face was full of jokes.

Zhishui was stunned and slowly turned around.

"When you were six years old, you met Miss Shizuka who had sprained ankle in the forest. The weather was so good that day, everything set off the most peaceful atmosphere. You became good friends, and she also gave you a hyacinth flower. If you question it a little more, you might understand why an ordinary hyacinth has not withered for so many years." Shiraki continued to smile and said, "Do you still remember how she died?"

A trace of shock passed through Shimizu's eyes, as if she had returned to countless nightmares when she was young, woke up: "Shizuka... I took her to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise... She slipped down...I killed her..."

"No, she is not dead, or... Shizuka has never existed before. Everything you have experienced in life is controlled by me... It's funny to say that, who would have thought that the person I liked, the Sharingan that was opened for the first time, actually had only one guegu, which made me almost give up on you." Bai Mu laughed like a self-deprecatingly.

Nonoyu was confused when he heard it not far away: "What are he talking nonsense? Are he writing?"

"What...what are you saying..." Zhishui stared at Baimu tightly, his eyes trembling constantly.

"Idiot! Don't you understand yet? Your life is a script I wrote with my own hands! Your first love, your comrades-in-arms, how old are you able to fly, and everything you do is dancing to my silk thread on the stage!" Bai Mu sneered.

"Impossible! I have always been myself and have never obeyed anyone's mercy!" Zhishui's eyes were open angrily.

"The puppets on the stage couldn't see the manipulator behind the scenes, and they thought they were a free person." Shiraki snapped his fingers.

A Fei grinned, jumped down from his body, twisted a few times, and turned into a six-year-old girl with blood on the corner of her mouth, falling to the ground with a crumbling heart, reaching out to grab Zhishui, and murmured Zhishui's name in her mouth.

"..." Zhishui gritted his teeth tightly. Even though he knew it was fake, he still couldn't help but feel sad from the bottom of his heart.

In the blink of an eye, A Fei's whole body melted and he became another boy with a bright smile. A big hole broke into his chest and slowly fell backwards.

This is Zhishui's former close friend and it is also an opportunity for him to start the second magata.

Change again...change again...change again...change again...

Passers-by in life were all interpreted by A Fei. They were all actors, and the silk thread that touched Zhishui's life was finally stuck on a blind old man.

This is his grandfather, Uchiha Mitsuki, at least that's what he calls himself.

He said that because of his willfulness and arrogance when he was young, the second-generation Naruto fell into crisis. A large number of companions sacrificed their lives to save him. After using all their pupils, they were blind and had no face to face Konoha's people. They simply hid in the countryside and became a blind man who played the erhu lightly.

When they were four years old, they met by chance. Zhishui or a crane that could not even be placed in a high fireball. They complained dejectedly in the back mountain. The blind old man appeared at this time. Encourage him, teach him, teach him the will of fire, teach him how to love others, train his instantaneous body technique, and illusion...

Zhishui's childhood has been through his figure. 90% of the reason why he can become the current Shishui is due to the careful teaching of the old man.

Zhishui, who lost his parents since childhood, was the blind old man who was the one he loved the most and also the one he killed with his own hands.

That day was his eternal nightmare. The blind old man's old illness relapsed and he was about to die. It should have been a miserable separation.

The blind old man used his last bit of strength to curse Zhishui with his hoarse vocal cords, scolded him for being useless, and stretched out his dry hands to dig his eyes.

He also expressed his purpose of hiding for life. He did not hide in the mountains because of guilt, but because of his failure to seize power, he was severely injured by Sarutobi Hiro, and fell into a cliff. He relied on Izhanaki to survive.

He was unwilling to give up. He wanted to take revenge and he wanted to regain the position of Hokage!

He needed Shishui's Maneidoscope Sharingan. He kept giving Shishui love and teaching him to become a strong man in order to take away his maneidoscope, restore his light, and then take revenge.

His love has always been false. He hated Zhishui as a waste. He could not open the kaleidoscope until his old injury broke out and died. He completely tore off his hypocritical mask, cursed with all his last strength, held Zhishui's eyes with both hands, and said that he wanted to get back everything he gave to Zhishui...

Zhishui pulled out the ribs in a panic and stabbed his grandfather to death. He was in great pain and did not understand why his grandfather became like this. He even hoped that he could change his grandfather's thoughts and become the kind elder again.

So "Don't Away" appeared.

...

Why does Bai Mu know so much? It was all Ah Fei told him.

Since he learned that Hei Jue's real goal is Shishui, Bai Mu has been paying close attention to this matter and often asked Ah Fei to inquire about Shishui with other Bai Jue.

The group of Bai Jue was all the extras who were sent by Hei Jue to perform Zhishui's life. They were also a group of silly words and could not keep the secret. A Fei just shared a little joke, and they rushed to drag out all the information they knew.

Shiraki, who knew the truth, was also in a cold sweat. If he hadn't been familiar with everything in the ninja world, he would have almost thought that he had been manipulated by fate, and he was impressed by Hei Jue, the dark man in the ninja world.

Hei Jue originally planned to use this to turn into Shimizu, but who knew that Shiraki recommended Obito and Madara also fell in love with him, so he hid him as a backup plan.

But since Shiraki inherited Matsuya's name, then everything about Matsuya is his.

"Who are you...the hell?" Zhishui had already believed everything at this time, his eyes were covered with blood, and he stared at Bai Mu like a hungry wolf.

"Hahahaha..." Bai Mu suddenly covered his mask and laughed wildly, roaring in an almost crazy tone:

"Listen carefully, standing in front of you is a great dancer, who plays the dual role of winner and loser under the change of fate. The mask he carries is not only a decoration of vanity, but also a afterimage of embarrassment that has disappeared.

However, my anger towards the failures of the past is still vivid now. I swear that I will take back everything I deserve. The incompetent, greedy, hypocritical and timid usurpers sitting in the throne, and even steal the glory we once exchanged for with our blood.

The rulings of those poisonous insects are only revenge, and the revenge with vocation will not be futile, because its value and authenticity will one day prove to those alert and noble people that I am right.

To be honest, my messy hydrological wording is undoubtedly tedious, so, finally, please allow me to add a simple sentence, my name..."

"Uchiha Madara!"

Bai Mu was like a leader standing on the stage and ending his speech, bowing heavily to the depths of the jungle. He knew that there were still a few other people who had not appeared there. They fought all the way, and they were stained with a lot of blood.

Silence...absolute silence...

It seemed as if the sound of fighting in the thick fog at the foot of the mountain had dissipated.

Uchiha Madara... This name listed as the forbidden name of Konoha sounded again in the Kingdom of Fire, and everyone was disbelief at the first time.

"Lie... He must be lying again... How could the dead person be resurrected? He must be lying..." Nonoyu took a deep breath to comfort himself.

"Uchiha Madara? Impossible." Sarutobi Shinnosuke looked at his wife, and the two shook their heads at the same time. The younger generation may not know about Uchiha Madara. As the Hokage lineage, they knew clearly how terrible he was.

No matter the truth, try to kill again and again.

"Why is it me... why did you choose me to bear this pain..." Zhishui half-kneeled on the ground in pain, as if he had lost all his strength.

"After all, it is the descendant of Uchiha Miracle, and there will always be some extraordinary talents... Stand up, Uchiha's man, bet on your eyes to fight me! Let me see how big the puppet I matched is!" Shiraki held his arms and threatened Shimizu.

"Even if I am really a puppet... I have to struggle to break free!" Zhishui raised his head suddenly, and the kaleidoscope windmill that was rotating at an extremely fast speed was already imprinted in Baimu's eyes.

"Illusion? The Golden Binding Technique!!!"

Bai Mu was instantly pulled into a bloody dusk, and his body was locked by more than a dozen thick iron chains. The desolate dead trees in front of him were covered with red-eyed crows. In an instant, he screamed loudly and rushed towards Bai Mu overwhelmed.

"It's really disappointing. I'm teaching you the illusion to deal with me. Is it only that level? You may have a little threat to use your pitiful god." Bai Mu smiled with a crooked mouth, and a purification was eliminated in seconds. The black crows in the sky disappeared, and they were controlled for less than a second.

"..." Zhishui was still hesitating. After all, if the illusion of the God of Heaven is used, it will lose all the pupil power, which is equivalent to blindness. Moreover, the secrets he hidden that no one told had been told by him were already told lightly, which means that Uchiha Madara is fearless. After all, no matter how invincible the God of Heaven is, it is necessary to determine the gap between the spiritual energy of the two sides. His state of depressed heart is as strong as his mental energy, and in fact, Uchiha Madara is full of fighting spirit.

"Ha... it's really boring. Don't you even have this kind of demeanor? Then let you see what the real illusion is." Bai Mu suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and he released his fear and contempt at the same time.

In an instant, the world was illusory, and Zhishui seemed to see an extremely towering man standing on the top of the mountain. The surging momentum surged like a tsunami, and behind him was a distorted and weird ancient fear.

The disgusting face is as if it is covered with a spider web. It is dirty, filthy, dark, corrupt, despair, and the evil words used cannot be fully described on it.

Zhishui wanted to escape, but his legs were as soft as dough. He could only watch his corrupt and dry claws grab him up, slowly pulling towards his huge and ugly face, entangled by the breathing sounds that seemed to be able to blow out the fire of the soul.

It held Zhishui's body and gradually pulled towards itself. The place where it should have eyes was covered with a thin layer of gray scabs, covering the empty eye sockets. The place where its mouth was located was a deep hole, with illusory echoes constantly coming from it: "Ancient... fear..."

The human body energy is constant, but the mental energy fluctuates and fluctuates. When the fighting spirit is high, the spirit becomes high-pitched, and when the mood is low, the spirit becomes listless. This is why Kakashi always thinks about his father, thinks about Lin, thinks about Obito, thinks about the intimate paradise that he has not seen, and can squeeze out more chakra.

Logically speaking, Shishui is definitely more spiritual than Shiraki, as an illusion ninja, but from his series of erotic operations in the original work, we can find that this guy is a sentimental and indecisive person.

After knowing that he had lived for twelve years, he suddenly realized one day that his friends were fake, his teachers were fake, his relatives were fake, everything in his life was fake, his life was a doll controlled by others, and his spiritual world was completely collapsed.

So the two magic tricks of Baimu took effect, and the weak point critical hit took effect.

Jishui, who was frightened, was like a stray dog ​​who broke his backbone for one day. He knelt softly on the ground, his eyes trembling with fear.

"It's really disappointing... Then give me your eyes." Shiraki stood in front of Shimizu, stretched out a tentacle and tied his neck tightly, lifted him to the same level as him, and slowly stretched his right hand towards his eyes.

"Huh..." Bai Mu felt a little embarrassed. It was easy to let him kill someone, but using his fingers to pick the sticky eyeballs, it really made his scalp numb when he thought about it.

"It's okay... Come on! Just dig the Sharingan, it's as easy as pulling out the USB plug..."

After finally making up his mind, a white light flashed in front of him, Bai Mu's tentacle tip broke instantly, and the other person hugged Zhishui's body and retreated backwards.
Chapter completed!