What are the elements of a book? According to the information found on the Internet by the Thousand Hands Pillar, there are at least three elements: the character image, the storyline, and the typical environment.

Character image, this needs to be said? He scribbled down Madara Uchiha's name with a brush, then his own name next to him, and finally began to expand around the names of the two of them.

Brother, of course, it's Kazuma and Naruto, and then Madara and Sasuke. He saw that the six names took up a small part of the paper, and he continued to write meaningfully, followed by his obnoxious father and Uchiha Tajima. Madara seems to have a left and right hand called the Uchiha Fire Core? You have to write it down, and then it's Taohua on your side......

By the time he finally put down the pen with satisfaction, the large piece of paper had already been written for him, and the important people related to Senju and Uchiha had been written, and there were even some closely related alliance families and rival families with a high appearance rate, if it was someone from the Hokage world, they would be surprised when they saw this drawing, which included almost all the families that had a place in the Fire Country during the Warring States Period and the important members of each family.

Storyline? A thousand hands between the pillars used a pen to draw a circle on this one word.,Does this need to be said?,Of course, it's 15 years since he and Madara met each other and finally got together.,You have to pick a memorable typical plot to write.,Their common ideals must be emphasized.,Conflict or something can be weakened? No, no, it's still written according to reality, after all, the more intense the conflict comes, the more touching the reconciliation will be, and he still remembers the way he wanted to kneel on the ground and cry, so it's great to be able to reach a consensus with Madara and reconcile!

It's like using up all the luck he's been saving up in his lifetime!

Finally, there was the typical environment, and he didn't even think about lifting the pen and putting two big words "ninja" on the paper.

Just record it as it is, anyway, no one in this world knows what the world they are in is like.

Where should I start? He wrote the three big characters of "Chapter 1" and began to struggle again, and sure enough, it should be him and Madara who met on the edge of the creek and played together in the water, right? But wouldn't it be nice to explain what happened before?,Ahhhhh

He put the pen down, and then he fell on the table, looking decadent. No, although if he is asked to talk about his love history with Madara, he can talk about it for three days and three nights, but once it is put into words, it is very nonsensical, and he doesn't know where to start, and he is also very hesitant whether his literary level can support the description of Madara, although he suddenly released bold words all of a sudden, but there seems to be no specific method until now, so it seems that writing a book is much more difficult than him and Madara realizing their ideals.

Saying that the average writer does something when he can't write something, he silently hits the table with his forehead, and sure enough, at this time, he still goes out to collect materials!

Before a word was written, he ran out to collect materials because he was stuck in a bottleneck, and it is estimated that there is no one except for the Thousand Hands Pillar.

The Thousand Hands Pillar is running around in the Eight Plains in the name of the material, but the Thousand Hands are anxious because of the text message sent by his brother, no, it's not a mess, if you really want to say it, his current state is still a little more appropriate.

What is his eldest brother going to write? When he first saw this text message, he scoffed, after all, his brother knew that his eldest brother's literary accomplishment was very clear, and as a younger brother, he really knew it very well.

But to write the story of him and Madara Uchiha? Thinking of this, his face froze, and his face changed faintly, as the younger brother of the Thousand Hands Pillar, he had to follow his eldest brother many times, and naturally he was forced to become his eldest brother's most loyal listener, you really don't want to say that as long as he talked about the story of himself and Madara Uchiha, his eloquence was simply first-class, if he didn't know what kind of person Madara Uchiha was, then maybe he might really be moved by him, after all, his description can be called emotional and interesting.

But "15 Years of Entanglement with Sticky Men"? Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer twice, he felt that his idiot big brother was quite self-aware, and he also knew that he and Madara Uchiha were entangled? Thinking of this, he was angry again, and why did he use "sticky men" to describe himself, in fact, if he really wants to say it, he and Madara Uchiha are obviously two-way, and no one can do without anyone, of course, this is actually the point that makes him the most unhappy.

The face of the thousand hands went from white to black and then from black to green, and in a short period of time, it brought together all kinds of colors, just like a palette, if someone watched the whole process of his face change, he would probably be labeled as "Yan Yidi", this face change skill is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Do you want to talk to Izuna Uchiha? This idea flashed in his mind but was immediately rejected by himself, or forget it, he should be able to solve this matter, after all, his eldest brother wrote this article and had to find a place to publish it, right? According to his understanding of this world, he will never know to run to the publishing house, when the first draft is not in his hands as a younger brother, it is easy to solve it unconsciously, if I let Izumi know that it is not beautiful, he will definitely kill from Tokyo and try to tear his brother, according to the combat effectiveness of these two people, it must not be his brother who is unlucky in the end, but he is more likely to become a punching bag, thinking of such an ending, the idea in his heart becomes more firm, I must not let Izuna Uchiha know about this!

But it's hard to say whether things will really happen as Thousand Hands imagined.

The Thousand Hands Pillar wandered around Hachihara again, and since he made the decision to write a book last time, he had been bored in the B&B for several days, and he hadn't gone anywhere for the past three days, just to lie on the tatami mat and grow mushrooms, and now he decided to put aside a distraction and concentrate on collecting materials.

Should I find a bookstore to study now? As he walked aimlessly down the street, he thought that out of the corner of his eye, he saw an old bookstore with the words "Three Cocoons" written on his head, probably the name of the bookstore.

"Excuse me." He pushed open the wooden door, and it creaked and creaked, and the Thousand Hands Pillar couldn't help but be speechless, as if the door would crumble into sawdust if he pinched it.

Although it looks like this bookstore has been a long time from the outside, it is still clean inside, the pear wood bookshelves are neatly stacked, there are old books from nowhere, and there are new literary books that have just been published, and the boss is a man over 50 years old, who looks kind and kind, and is fiddling with an old-fashioned TV at the moment.

Hachihara is probably like this, compared to the distant city of Tokyo, it doesn't feel like an era, and such a small town close to the mountains and forests still retains the legacy of the previous era, and old but neatly organized objects can be seen everywhere. Looking up, he saw a slowly spinning fan hanging from the boss's head.

"The winner of this year's Naoki Award is Miss Mina Mishima." The TV came from the host's clear voice, today is the day of the annual Naoki Awards, because the Thousand Hands Pillar is determined to be in charge, these days can be regarded as finding a lot of related information, so he is very clear about the meaning of the Naoki Award, he listened to it for a long time, only to know the name of this year's award-winning work, it is the newcomer Mishima Mina's "Call of the Wilderness".

"Sounds like pure art, right?" The boss noticed that Senju Tsuruma was listening carefully and began to talk to him, "But isn't the Naoki Award generally awarded to the public, and there should be something special about this, right?" ”

"Ahh Senjutsu answered, and then turned his attention to the small screen, the image of the rookie writer named Mishima Mina and her name were simply very different. She has a neat short haircut, with a very classic Japanese-style thin eyebrows, the raised eyebrows add a heroic spirit to her delicate face, and what is even more commendable is that this girl does not have the pretentious style of women nowadays, and the whole person shows a vigorous vitality in both speech and action.

She is probably easily admired by men of the same sex or herbivores, after all, her image is like a handsome samurai boy in a comic book, and she instantly exudes a neutral beauty in her body.

Speaking of unisex beauty, didn't he see one a few days ago? The Thousand Hands Pillar couldn't help but pass through the image of Ah Lu and his soft and gentle smile, soft and delicate like a girl.

"This is our child raised in the countryside." The store manager sighed, "I heard that she grew up in Hachihara when she was a child. ”

"My original intention and ultimate goal in writing this book is to make an appointment with one person." The handsome young man who looked like a samurai softened his eyebrows when he said this, and a trace of warmth appeared in the corners of his eyes, "I hope he can see me and see my books." ”

"This book was written for him." I wrote it to keep him alive, and it was written to show my heart.

Senju Tsuruma and the boss stood and quietly finished reading the speech of the heroic girl, and only looked away after the Naoki Award ceremony, "So what kind of books do guests want?" The boss asked gently, lifting his glasses from the bridge of his nose.

"I guess I want to." Senju Tsuruma replied, but then he paused again, "But I don't want it after watching her speech." ”

Because no matter how wonderful it is, it's someone else's story, and what he wants to write is his own story.

He doesn't need to deliberately carve it, he just needs to follow his heart.

Because the relationship between him and Madara does not need to be carved, it is the most precious treasure that really exists.

"I see." The boss nodded with a smile, still gentle, "If you have something on your mind, I'll build yì You go forward and go to the Nanatsunaya near the station." He probably saw the entanglement in the heart of the Thousand Hands Pillar and said, "That steamed bun is famous in the whole of Hachihara, and it is said that even youkai can't help but swallow their tongues. The last sentence he said was obviously a humorous analogy, but it hit the nail on the head, "And there's a tavern next to that steamed bun house, so if there's anything boring, go and have a drink or two." His eyes contain the unique insight into the world of the elderly and the warmth of the younger generation, "There is no trouble in this world that cannot be solved by wine." ”

"Thank you, uncle." Faced with the relationship between the shopkeeper, Senjuju shows a hearty smile, and receiving kindness from others, no matter what kind of person he is, he will become happy.

The dark clouds that had shrouded him in his heart before because of his poor writing had been blown away, and he even vaguely thought of something, as long as he had a little more touch, he could see the sun and see the sun hanging in his heart.

He decided to eat the best steamed buns in the whole Eight Plains as the uncle said, and then drink one or two jars, the men of the Thousand Hands family are already bold and informal, and the three ninja bans are regarded by them as nothing, when the people of the Uchiha family are still drinking a cup or two with exquisite wine plates, they probably have a few jars down, so a large number of wine heroes, and the Thousand Hands Pillar is the leader of this group of people, and no one in the Thousand Hands Clan can compete with him except for the Thousand Hands Clan.

He first filled a whole bag of steamed buns, and then shouted to the owner of the izakaya at the top of his voice: "Boss, don't come to the bottle, give it according to the altar." ”

The boss lifted the curtain and looked at him from top to bottom a few times, then smiled: "Very drinkable?" ”

The people of Yahara are different from Tokyo, where the people are always cold and shrunk, always tired of their own personal affairs, they never trouble others, and others do not take the initiative to trouble them, and they always maintain a standard distance between people.

But Yahara is different, in the end, it is the land of monsters and forests, the folk customs can even be said to be simple, the owner of the izakaya is a middle-aged man, and when he heard the words of the thousand hands between the pillars, he simply carried a jar out and put it on the ground.

"Drink?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Drink!" The Thousand Hands Pillar smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth.

The seal of the jar was lifted, and the aroma of the wine, which had been precipitated for many years, overflowed from that small opening, and the aroma drifted in the wind, occupying every corner of the street.

As soon as he wanted to get a wine spoon, he heard a "meow meow" from far and near, and when he looked up, he saw the beckoning cat that had just been separated before rushing desperately towards this place with his fat body, and the speed was extremely fast, and it looked like a big leather ball that was constantly rolling from a distance.

"Teacher Cat!" Natsume was in hot pursuit behind him, but he couldn't outrun the four-legged lucky cat.

"It's the cat again." The boss smacked his lips, "Stealing my wine several times." ”

"Meow meow-" The cat teacher's eyes turned into the symbol of the wine bottle, and saliva flowed from the cat's mouth, and he now only saw the wine jar that was close at hand, and nothing else could be seen.

He leaped sharply, and prepared to pounce on the king's jar of wine.

"Meow?" He felt like he couldn't move, what held him tightly, and he couldn't move even half a minute no matter how hard he struggled, but the experience was somewhat familiar, as if it had only happened a few days ago?

"Meow!" He was startled, his hair exploded, he remembered, he was killed by a human at Ah Lu a few days ago, doesn't that smell seem to have a bit of a forest breath, maybe it's a half-blood?

"No, fat cat." Thousand Hands Pillar smiled, but the word fat cat pierced the cat's heart like a sharp sword, "This is the wine I bought, and you can't drink it secretly." ”

"I'm so sorry!" At this moment, Natsume finally arrived, he was running out of breath, but he kept apologizing, "I'm really sorry for you." "It's like a journeyman.

With a partner like the cat teacher, he is also quite miserable.

"Yo, meet again." He suddenly heard a familiar male voice, and when he looked up, he saw that it was an acquaintance.

"Mr. Thousand Hands." Natsume's eyes widened.

The result of meeting old acquaintances is that they walk side by side, carrying the wine jar between the pillars of a thousand hands, while Natsume is holding a bag of steamed buns, and the cat teacher is fluttering on the side to add to the chaos.

They were going to run into the forest, after all, the cat teacher was too conspicuous.

"By the way, Mr. Senju, do you know?" Natsume spoke, "Alu, he's getting better now. ”

"Huh?" A little silly between the Thousand Hands Pillars, so fast? Why?

"That's what I just knew." Natsuki smiled, "It's the winner of the Naoki Award that was only announced in the afternoon is Mina in Alu's mouth!" ”

"It turned out to be her." The Thousand Hands Pillar suddenly realized, but when she thought of the appearance of the heroic girl, she didn't feel a trace of disobedience, she and Ah Luhe should be together.

The two of them talked as they walked, and it couldn't help but become Natsume talking about his experience, he thought that Mr. Senju and him were the same people who could be seen, so they would have similar experiences.

"But have you been chased by all kinds of youkai since you were a child?" Senju looked at Natsume's small arms and calves and sighed a little, "That's a little too hard." ”

"Well, that's exactly what I thought before." Natsume smiled, "But it seems that I have a new idea lately. ”

"I always feel that those experiences, whether good or bad, are part of the encounter, and in this case, they should be cherished."

"Are good and bad encounters?" Senju Tsuruma read the words slowly, his eyes lit up, and he ran back as he put the jar on the ground and threw his legs, "Thank you, Natsume." As he ran, he shouted, "The jar of wine will be a thank you gift for your fat cat!" ”

"Who's the fat cat, idiot!" Teacher Cat is fried again.

Natsume looked at the back of the Thousand Hands Pillar and said, "Did you encounter something happy, Mr. Thousand Hands?" ”

Rushing into the B&B by a thousand hands, he sat down upright at his desk, and he took a pen and wrote the following passage on a piece of paper:

Whether our experience was good or bad, I thought it was great to have you.