Pirate's Infinite Wings

Wow, wow.

Unlike in the past, it started to rain today.

The pouring rain, smashed down the eaves, and crackled the ground, making people worry about whether it would hit the mud.

Rain is a good thing, good rainy season.

Fang Lang, wearing a kimono on his shoulders, sat in the room slowly looking at the scroll, but the sliding door facing the courtyard was open.

Fang Lang just let it go. If these scrolls are only important ones, they will have to be read for at least a week.Even if there is a plot to give him a general direction, the actual days are calculated day by day.So these scrolls are still a must.

So, now, he is reading carefully without any pressure.

In the words of Uchiha Tajima, Yangbing has not been "raised" yet for a thousand days. Of course, he is not in a hurry to "use". In addition, Uchiha Tajima is currently planning to let him get closer to clerical work. Be tolerant to him in time.

What Fang Lang didn't know was that he was the first guest to be treated specially by Uchiha Tajima, the current Uchiha patriarch, and he was treated in a place where Fang Lang could not see.

"Teacher," Uchiha Madara knocked on the opened wooden door, "Are you looking for me?"

"Well, Madara, come here."

Fang Lang raised his head and waved to Madara who was still standing at the door, motioning him to come in and talk.

"I am looking for you because we have to visit Nanga Shrine tomorrow."

Fang Lang put the book on the table and said.

"Nanga Shrine? Why?" Madara wondered.

"I have to confirm something first," Fang Lang seemed to think of something, and held his chin to look at the spots. "In addition, I also started training your Chakra's mastery by the way."

Madara seemed to be shocked, and then immediately reacted. The child seemed very happy. Madara tried to suppress his excitement, but the child was a child after all, and he showed his big white teeth towards Fang Lang: "Okay!"

"Well, then you will come here early tomorrow morning." Fang Lang had just arrived in this world not long, and he would not recognize the road. Besides, even if he went before, he would be accompanied by someone so he didn't bother to remember the road.What's more, Nanga Shrine, he doesn't even know where it is good.

The two were speechless for a while, and Fang Lang was unconsciously immersed in the book. Once the matter was resolved, Fang Lang would not consciously fall into the matter at hand.

"Who is the teacher?"

Madara sat quietly and didn't know how long it had passed. He naturally knew that Fang Lang had already plunged into the sea of ​​books, and he didn't bother loudly. But if it was before, Madara didn't allow him to have a little leisure time at all. Used to do the sitting thing.

He can go to his brother Senna, instruct him or train himself, he would never stare at a man for so long.But this time is different, Madara can't say it, but he thinks it's worth it.

Madara couldn't help muttering.

Madara can feel that his teacher is very unusual.Even now, he hasn't had the ability to see the teacher with his own eyes, and the conversation with the teacher is not much, and the days of getting acquainted are even rarer.

It is a natural instinct.

Let him involuntarily believe that his teacher, Fang Lang, is an undoubtedly strong man.

Madara thinks he is a genius, so he will be aware of it when dealing with people of the same type, despite this thought, he has not told anyone.

That's why he was able to immediately admit Fang Lang as his teacher.

"Well……"

The rain outside the house has not fallen much, but it is still pattering.

It wasn't that Fang Lang didn't know that Ma was still there. After all, he just stayed as long as he likes to stay, and Fang Lang didn't care much.

It’s just that the child has been staring at him with a torch. The ability to look at is too strong to be ignored, so Fang Lang couldn’t concentrate 100% of his energy on the book. He couldn’t help it when he heard Ban’s whispered question. Laughed.

"Curious? About who I am."

Fang Lang spoke, and then saw that Madan quickly stained his face with two small blushes.

Fang Lang said inexplicably with emotion, it is obvious that his son is so innocent, why is his father so fine?

"I, I... yes, I'm curious!"

Bad, bad!I was heard!

Madara suddenly felt a strong sense of shame as if he had been caught for doing a bad thing. He stammered and finally confessed.

If Fang Lang knew a sentence and could see that a person's face could become so red in a short time, would he pretend not to hear it~

"Hehe, didn't the old rabbit tell you?"

It's not the first time that Madara has heard the term "Old Rabbit". After a little scrutiny, he knew that he was talking about his father, the majestic and serious patriarch father. Madara didn't know how to say the relationship between the two of them.

It seemed to suddenly become a year-end acquaintance.

"No." Madara answered honestly.

Fang Lang was not very surprised by this answer. It was only a few people who knew about it.

"Really? Forget it."

Fang Lang retracted his eyes and continued to look at the scroll, just to see the description of the scattered ethnic groups in the current period.

Just like this another few minutes passed.

and many more?No more?

Ban waited for a long time, Fang Lang said, forget it, what's the matter?

Bullying!

When Madara was unaware of it, Fang Lang's expression of grievance made him see at a glance.

"puff!"

Then Fang Lang laughed.

???

Before Madara could react, he saw the teacher smile happily.

That's it, why tease a kid?

It's just that Fang Lang is not used to saying that he is a stranger when he meets people.

This is too risky, of course it is mainly troublesome.

"You just need to know that I am your teacher, that's enough."

Fang Lang moved forward, stretched out his long hand, and rubbed the black head of the opposite spot.

"It's getting late, and the rain has stopped. Take a rest early and leave on time tomorrow."

"Hmm!" ..