Uchiha Madara's Journey to the Worlds

Chapter 255 8 A dream

"By the way, we need to help her lower her temperature."

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at a cold drink shop, Uchiha Madara immediately fell from the roof, and directly ignored the owner and customers of the cold drink shop, opened the refrigerator, and took out a large bag of ice cubes.

"This guest... Excuse me..."

As the shopkeeper of the male fox demon, he was naturally very annoyed when he saw this bandit-like behavior, but in order to maintain the superficial etiquette, he asked kindly.

But before he could finish his sentence, the human man in front of him just glanced at him, and finally said, "Let's go find your second boss" and quickly disappeared from his sight.

"This……"

Seeing the robber who fled blatantly in front of him, the shop owner could only call the silver fox guard angrily and helplessly.

"Well, I had a little accident here, a robber..."

Uchiha Madara landed lightly on the roof of the inn, but when he took a closer look, he found that in the room he was in before, a wooden wall had been forcibly destroyed.

"..."

Leaping into the room from the gap in the wall, Uchiha Madara looked at the safe Yakumo Zi and the Qiudaodama floating in the air, frowned slightly, and he glanced at the room again.

No dead bodies or blood.

"Did the intruder get away by chance? Or didn't even the body remain... Forget it, the primary purpose now is to take care of this guy."

Putting the medicinal materials in his hand on the table, Uchiha Madara shook the ice cube in his hand that showed some signs of melting, and put it together with the bag directly on Yakumo Zi's head. Unexpectedly, the bag directly covered Yakumo Zi's ​​entire face made the trembling of her body even more obvious in a coma.

"..."

He took the bag away speechlessly, stretched out his hand and took out a small piece of ice from the bag, thinking carefully.

To be honest, Uchiha Madara has no experience in taking care of others. Even the night when Quanna had a fever, he was in a hurry, and it was Jiuluo who helped him in the end.

"what should I do now?"

After thinking for a while, Uchiha Madara saw a dry towel in the bathroom, took it off, turned on the faucet, moistened the towel with tap water and covered Yakumo Zi's forehead, and took out a few pieces from the bag The ice was neatly placed on the towel.

"That should be fine."

The ice water melted from the ice cubes mixed with the water in the towel, and the comfortable cold made Zi Yakumo's frown slightly relaxed.

"The next step is to deal with these medicinal materials."

Uchiha Madara opened some cabinets placed in the room, and found that they were full of strange bottled liquids, put them in front of his nose and smell them, and there was a pungent and strange smell, even the necessary things such as pots and pans No.

There is no way, Uchiha Madara can only integrate his own chakra into the wooden wall next to him. According to the idea in his mind, the wood gradually squirmed from the wall to form a wooden round bowl and spoon with a different shape.

This method of controlling Mutun was told by Zhujian to him unintentionally, and it can be said to be very convenient and quick.

He opened the bag containing the medicinal materials, only to find that these so-called medicinal materials were all strange plants in this world, and they were slightly different from those recorded in the books he read 500 years ago.

However, since they are both demon power recovery and fever-reducing medicines, mixing them together shouldn't cause too much of a problem.

"Even if something happens, with her monster physique, she should be able to handle it."

Even if you can't bear it, if you really can't, you can use the technique of reincarnation...

This idea was abandoned by Uchiha Madara the moment it first appeared. Even if the power has been restored, using this level of jutsu will not consume much, but it is better not to use this kind of resurrected ninjutsu at will. Yakumo Zi is still her reincarnation.

"What's wrong with me recently?"

Holding the medicinal materials in his hand, Uchiha Madara found that his thinking about the problem had gradually changed. This subtle change did not make him feel any abnormal changes, which was the most suspicious.

"Is it the sense of self-confidence generated by the recovery of strength...?"

I always feel a little different.

Uchiha Madara used gravity to suck out some of the herbs in the bag and let it float above the wooden bowl. His palms were slightly closed, and the huge repulsive force easily squeezed out the juice of the herbs, and all of them fell into the bowl.

After Uchiha Madara poured a small amount of water into the wooden bowl, he gently stirred the concoction and water evenly with a wooden spoon in his hand.A crimson sphere slowly emerged from the void behind him, and flew to the bottom of the wooden bowl under his control, emitting a trace of heat to heat the medicinal juice in the wooden bowl.

After a while, the medicinal juice in the bowl boiled, and Uchiha Madara smelled the strong medicinal smell wafting out of it before he got close. To be honest, he didn't like this smell very much.

Stirring with a wooden spoon for a while, Uchiha Madara picked up a small spoonful and let it flow into his mouth in the air. There was no sign of his tongue being scalded by drinking boiled water, and the strong-smelling medicine had no taste.

Not only the food from the previous world, but even the food from this world has no taste after he eats it. Has his body really changed?

And recalling carefully, in the worlds he traveled through these days, he seldom ate, and Hashirama always ate and drank beside him. In this way, does his body no longer need these foods to provide energy?

This is also a good thing, at least you don't have to waste time eating things that don't matter.

"The medicine has been prepared, the problem now is how to let this guy eat it."

When Uchiha Madara turned his head to look at Yakumo Zi on the bed again, he found that she had changed from a relaxed expression to nervous and anxious, with five fingers tightly grasping the edge of the bed, as if she was having a nightmare.

"Yakumo Zi, what are you doing?"

.........

"What the hell happened? Why..."

Beside a woods along a stream, a young man with long black hair holding a firewood in his arms had a panic expression on his face, and the pupils in his eyes shrank to the extreme.

"Why are you all dead, I just went out for a while..."

The boy's arms became weak due to fear, and the firewood in his arms fell to the ground messily. He walked forward step by step tremblingly, stepping on sticky blood. He looked at his familiar clansman Turned into mutilated corpses, the severed heads were wide-eyed, as if they had seen something unbelievable.

"Why? Why? Aren't you powerful onmyojis and warriors?"

The young man stepped over one corpse after another, looking at the ferocious faces of those individuals full of resentment, he kept muttering in his mouth as if losing his mind, and the fear on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

"Why did you die on your own and leave me alone in such a dangerous place..."

"why?!!"

The young man's heart-piercing roar spread throughout the forest, but only a few startled sparrows responded to him, and the surrounding jungle soon returned to tranquility.

"Hahahaha..."

"vomit!"

The chest rose and fell sharply, the young man was gasping for breath, but the air he inhaled had a disgusting smell of blood, and the stench of the digested matter that flowed out from the corpse's abdomen, which made the young man subconsciously retch stand up.

"Uh……"

Suddenly there was a slight and weak moan, which made the retching boy subconsciously turn his head, only to find a black-haired petite girl lying in a pool of blood, her body wriggling slightly.

"Great, there's still one alive!"

As if he had seen a savior, the boy ran up to the girl, grabbed the little girl's shoulders and slowly lifted her up.

"Hey, are you okay, is the injury serious? Can you still stand up by yourself?"

"Cough cough!"

The black-haired little girl spat out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the bright purple pupils in her eyes looked at the boy in front of him full of coldness and killing intent, but he didn't notice it at all.

"You have a lung injury, so you can't speak? But don't worry, I still have some healing talismans!"

Looking at the little girl who didn't respond to him at all, the boy didn't have too much doubt, but turned his head to search his backpack.

And at the moment when the boy turned his head, the little girl grabbed a long knife that fell on the ground, and her slender hands tightly held the huge handle that didn't match it. In the body of the defensive boy.

"puff!"

The sharp blade pierced the skin, cut the flesh, and directly pierced the boy's heart, and the joyful smile on his face froze in an instant.

"Whoa..."

A dozen talismans in his hand fell to the ground and were stained red with blood. The young man's smile gradually disappeared. He turned his head incredibly stiffly, looking at the hateful look of the black-haired little girl in front of him.

"You bastard...why..."

The body fell to the ground weakly in an instant, and the face of the black-haired boy covered by the long and narrow bangs was finally revealed, and it was reflected in the eyes of the little girl.

"Go to hell, damn onmyoji..."

After doing all this, the little girl's trembling hands gradually came off the handle. At this time, she was unconscious and just made this blow according to instinct. Looking at the painful blurred face of the young man in front of her, she always felt that she seemed to be somewhere I've seen this human...

"Onmyoji... so... so... so you are... the murderer..."

The black-haired boy felt the loss of blood in his body, his pale face could only fall to the ground helplessly, his originally pitch-black pupils gradually became lifeless.

"All onmyojis will die..."

After uttering these words in a low voice, the little girl also collapsed in a pool of blood exhausted.

After that, the surrounding scenes gradually became blurred...

…………

Yakumo Zi opened her hazy eyes, just after waking up, what came into view was a slightly blurred face.

Have you seen this face before?
As if in that dream just now...

PS: 3000 words. (I worked hard tonight)
(End of this chapter)