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"Actually, you can look for them among the missing Uchiha clan members. You will find them eventually," Sasuke hinted.

"So far, the only body that Uchiha has not recovered is that of a man named Uchiha Obito during the Third World War," said Itachi.

"Then we can go to the place where he died and look for clues."

"He only has one eye, right?" Ling Yue suddenly said.

"Yes." Itachi nodded.

"Then Uchiha Obito gave the Sharingan to his companions before he died, right?" Lingyue suggested.

"So, you suspect..."

"That's right, if Uchiha Obito hadn't died, he should have only one eye, right? Besides, if a person dies, the Sharingan won't evolve further, right? After all, Kakashi Hatake is an outsider, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to evolve the Sharingan, but his Sharingan evolved, which means Uchiha Obito is not dead, and for some reason he did not return to Konoha." Lingyue continued to remind.

"So you suspect that the fake Madara is Uchiha Obito?" Tobirama said.

"That's right, they are both Uchiha clan members and have the same Sharingan. There are not so many coincidences in the world." Itachi analyzed.

"So, the clue is at the Kannabi Bridge." Tobirama said.

"But we have to make sure you guys get better first." Lingyue pointed at Jing, Shisui and Itachi.

"I'm actually in pretty good shape now," Itachi said.

"I'm not feeling well. It took a lot of chakra to revive you. Even a machine deserves a rest."

"Okay, okay, Yue'er needs to have a good rest. She has been very busy recently. Do you have any comments?" Seeing the smile on Hashirama's face, the people around him fell silent tacitly.

"Indeed, Yue'er has worked hard recently. Let's talk after Yue'er has had a good rest." Tobirama began to smooth things over.

"Take this medicine, you too, and you too." Lingyue urged the three to take the medicine. "And have your eyes adjusted well?" Lingyue looked at Itachi and Shisui, "And Brother Jing, yours too, have Brother Itachi's eyes adjusted well?"

"Fortunately, the cells from my uncle integrated very well." Jing stroked his eyes.

"That's fine, especially Shisui's. You haven't had eyeballs in your eye sockets for years (purely made up by the author). Fortunately, Brother Jing's eyes were chosen by himself, so there will be less rejection."

"Not bad, I can feel Dad's pupil power."

"And your brother Itachi, your body has been burdened by the Mangekyō for a long time."

"It's okay. You've been raising me for almost a year now, and I'm almost worn out."

"It took me a lot of effort to catch you back then. I was afraid that if I missed this opportunity, it would be difficult to meet you again."

"Now that I think about it, the techniques you used included entanglement and binding. If we really fought, I would definitely die."

"Just catch me. If it weren't for Sasuke (favorability), I wouldn't bother with so much effort (at most I'd just beat you up)."

"Thank you so much, sister-in-law, for showing mercy."

"Okay, take the medicine quickly." Lingyue reminded again.

Itachi frowned, but still drank it, "What a good boy." Lingyue said with a smile.

"Lingyue, you are really dedicated to your duties." Itachi said with a wry smile.

"Of course, I am a qualified doctor."

"Bang..." The whole house shook, and Ling Yue hurried out, "What happened?"

"Brother, what did you touch on me again?"

"I just, just..." Before Hashirama could finish his words, he saw a familiar figure appear, "Madara..." Hashirama's eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Hashirama, why are you here?" Madara was eating the tofu sushi that Izuna had bought. "No, what is this place?"

"Madara..." Hashirama hugged Madara, who was holding tofu sushi in his hand and looked confused.

"What's going on?" Madara was a little irritable. Anyone would be angry if they were interrupted while eating. Seeing Hashirama crying with a stupid look on his face, he was in tears. Although the two of them fought to the death on the battlefield, they still kept in touch privately.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

"Yu'er, come here quickly, look who this is?" Hashirama hurriedly called Lingyue over.

"Dad?" Lingyue's little head was filled with confusion. He was under an illusion. Didn't his father die long ago? Would he come out much later? "It's dad, and it's not dad."

"Who are you?" Madara looked at the girl who looked 90% like him, full of doubts. I swear to God, I'm not married yet.

"Mom, this isn't Daddy, at least not the Daddy you know."

"Huh? This chakra, this face, this figure, this height is Madara, right?" Hashirama gestured beside Madara. When he mentioned the height, Madara was obviously a little angry. What did Hashirama mean? Did he think I was too short?

"Is Uchiha Izuna still alive?" Ling Yue asked.

"Of course, my brother is still alive." Madara was a little angry. What a strange question?

"Look, Mom, at least it's not the dad you knew."

"Ah...it's not Madara..." Hashirama was a little disappointed.

"Who isn't Madara? I am Uchiha Madara."

"Don't mind me, my mother recognized the wrong person." Lingyue looked at Ban closely and felt as if he was looking at herself, as if...

"Didn't your elders teach you not to look at people like that?" Madara felt an indescribable intimacy towards this little girl, a little like Izuna but also a little different.

"I'm sorry, this is the first time I see my father in person, and I want to see him a little longer." Lingyue looked apologetic.

"I'm not married yet, where did my daughter come from?"

"But I am your daughter." Ling Yue said seriously.

"Who is your mother then?"

"Senju Hashirama."

"Hashirama is a man."

"Yeah, but she is my mother."

"Hashirama Senju, what is going on?" Madara was angry.

"Madara, she is indeed our daughter. This is a long story, let's go back to the house and continue." Hashirama pulled Madara, who looked confused, into the house, and the others followed him in.

"Um, Madara, how old are you now?"

"Huh? Don't you know how old I am?" Madara sneered. Seeing Hashirama's eyes, Madara said, "Nineteen years old."

"That's right. Madara hadn't made peace with him yet and established Konoha."

"What? I'm making peace with you?" Madara was shocked. "Build what?"

"I said, Dad has been dead for so many years, but he looks so young."

"Yes, yes. At that time, Madara loved to fight with me. Every time I saw him lose a move to me, he would jump up and down in anger, which was very funny and especially cute." Hashirama recalled.

"Hashirama Senju, who lost to you? Who jumped up and down? The key is, who is cute?" Madara asked these three death questions in a row. His fan and sickle were not around him, and he kicked Hashirama in anger.

"Ah...it's really cute..." Lingyue sighed.

"Is this killer weapon cute? Big brother, your filter doesn't need to be so thick, right?" Tobirama Juju complained.

"Senju Tobirama, do you want to die?" Madara was furious when he heard Tobirama say this to Hashirama.

"Uncle, just say less." Lingyue hurriedly pulled Feijian out of the door.