Take a look at the blind Uchiha

"Then I'll set off." Madara packed his luggage, "Don't worry, I will definitely complete the mission and come back successfully."

"Well, it's Ban after all." Ling smiled and rubbed Ban's hair, "Be careful."

Tajima also nodded slightly, "If something unexpected happens, it doesn't matter if you give up the mission. The important thing is to come back alive."

Izuna also picked up the hem of Tajima's haori, looking quite reluctant to part with it, "Madara, please come back soon. You promised to teach me the throwing technique."

Madara reached out and rubbed the top of Quan Na's hair as if Ling had just done it to him. The smile on his face was so gentle, "Well, don't worry, but Quan Na's own practice can't fall behind, right?"

"Ok!"

After saying goodbye again, Madara stopped staying and ran to the team waiting at the door to follow him. When Madara's back was no longer visible, Tajima turned around and took out the prepared ninja bag from behind the door, "Ling, this is your."

Quan Nai on the side suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her voice sounded aggrieved as if she was about to cry, "Brother, are you leaving too?"

Ling first thanked him and took the ninja bag and carried it behind his back, then turned to Quan Nai's direction and rubbed the top of his brother's hair, "Well, after all, my brother has recovered from his injury now, and it's time to start rehabilitation training."

Izuna was still holding onto the hem of Tajima's haori, but her cheeks slowly swelled, "Madara is gone, and brother is gone too... without me."

Ling suddenly laughed, "Quannai, my brother is in the back mountain. If you want to see your brother, you can always find someone to take you there."

But Quan Nai just turned her head to the side with a sullen face, "...No, you better not take me with you."

Tajima also laughed in a low voice, bent down and picked up the awkward young son, "Then let's take Ling to the back mountain, shall we?"

Quan Nai's eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?! Father is the best!"

Ling was a little worried, "Father, a battle has just ended. It is a time when there are many things. You..."

"Don't worry, Ling," Tajima patted his eldest son on the shoulder with his free hand, smiling gently, "As a father, I still have time to send my son to the training place, and it's good for me to know where you are. Let Madara lead Quan Nai to see you, so don’t refuse and let’s go.”

Ling let out a helpless sigh, but when he tapped his blind stick to keep up with Uchiha Tajima, a smile couldn't help but appear on his lips, and his originally tense shoulders relaxed, "Yes, I'm causing you trouble. ”

Quan Nai held her father's shoulders and looked at Ling. After a while, she said, "Brother, haven't you already adapted? Why do you still want to practice?"

"It's just the initial adaptation now," Ling Yang raised his face in the direction of Quan Nai, "There is still a long way to go before we can truly adapt...

The most basic thing is to stay away from the crowd and rely on my own strength to survive. Only when I stay away from the comfort zone provided by family and friends can I truly become familiar with my physical condition again. "

Quan Na nodded in understanding, "Then will I need this kind of exercise in the future?"

"...No, neither Izuna nor Madara need it." Ling's smile faded a little, but his voice remained gentle, "If possible, I hope you will never need this kind of adaptation training in your life."

Quan Nai stared at the scar on Ling's face, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his eye sockets. After a brief silence, tears fell down, and he buried his face in his father's shoulder and sobbed quietly.

"Quanna?" Ling started to panic, "Are you crying? My brother is fine. You see, not having eyes has little impact on my daily life. This training is just to return to the battlefield. I can't say that. I don’t mean to blame you, I just don’t want you and Madara to get hurt... Izuna? Stop crying, okay? My brother is very worried about you."

Uchiha Tajima sighed softly, raised his hand and patted the younger son on the back, "It's okay, Ling, Izuna was probably just frightened by his own imagination. I will coax him well later... Can I speed up the next mountain road? ?”

Ling looked a little worried when he heard Quan Nai sobbing quietly, but after hearing Tajima's words, he still responded respectfully, "Yes, I'm fine."

Uchiha Tajima reached out to protect the back of his youngest son's head and nodded slightly to Ling, "Well, I will slowly increase the speed."

As the group's speed increased, Tajima also found that Ling's movements, which were easy at the beginning, became difficult. He would always lose his balance when falling due to the rugged mountain road.

However, every time he lost his balance, Ling would react quickly and open his palms to touch the ground lightly, and then quickly adjust his movements to stand up with the blind stick, without ever falling behind - but obviously this way of moving forward that requires constant preparation for changes makes Ling was very troubled, and a thin layer of sweat soon broke out on his forehead, and his breathing became rapid as the distance he advanced increased.

Uchiha Tajima saw all this, but he did not help Ling. He just maintained a speed that Ling was tired of coping with but not unable to keep up with. Finally, he stopped at an open space near a water source suitable for camping. pace.

But Ling failed to stop in time. He rushed forward a few steps before stopping and standing up straight. Even if he adjusted intentionally, his breathing still seemed messy and heavy.

Uchiha Tajima looked down at his eldest son, who was still upright even when he was extremely tired, and sighed slightly in his heart, "Then I will send you here...can you still get it back?"

"Yes..." Ling took a long breath, suppressed the discomfort caused by uneven breathing, and smiled, "Please don't worry."

"Well, he is indeed my son." Uchiha Tajima stretched out his hand to rub Ling's sweaty hair, "Come, Izuna, say goodbye to my brother."

Quan Nai then raised his head with red eyes, waved his hand to Ling, and said with a strong nasal voice, "Goodbye, brother... please stay safe."

"Yes, I will." Ling followed the voice and took a few steps forward, gropingly holding Quan Nai's hand. "When Madara and I are gone, Quan Nai is the man in the family. A man can't just cry. ...Our Izuna is a strong child, right?”

"Well, I won't cry anymore." Although he said this, Quan Nai still pursed his lips and couldn't help raising his hands to wipe away his tears. "When my brother comes back, I will definitely increase my current chakra level by a lot." When the time comes for your brother to teach me ninjutsu, I will fight as handsomely as your brother."

Ling then laughed, "Well, brother will definitely finish his training and rush back as soon as possible... After all, I still want to take my Quan Na on his first battlefield mission."

Quan Nai stretched out her little finger aggrievedly, "...then let's pull the hook."

"Okay," Ling's smile widened and he also extended his fingers, "Let's pull the hook."