My brothers have big problems

Sometimes the body recovers suddenly, which is also a very scary thing.

Asakawa Chen woke up and found that his right hand had grown back, all the wounds on his body had disappeared, and his broken leg could support him to stand on the ground again.

He didn't think the previous injuries were just a dream—because of those injuries that would definitely disable him for life, Madara Uchiha thoughtfully fed him for a whole week, which made him accept this brother convincingly.

Wouldn't it be so sad if all of this was false?

Asakawa Chen got up and found that people were not surprised by his recovery, so he immediately understood that someone had cured him with some kind of ninjutsu.

But what kind of price does the practitioner have to pay for using ninjutsu that can heal injuries instantly?

"what happened?"

Asakawa Chen subconsciously grabbed a clansman and asked him, and that person told him sadly: "Go and see the former patriarch, he will be buried soon."

Asakawa Chen took a deep breath.

He actually didn't know who the former patriarch was, but his body rushed towards home first.

The scenery along the way is more pure white than usual.The color that originally represented holiness is now heralding irreversible death, which is so dazzling that it is disgusting.

He remembered that these days, Qing Zhi, who had come to see him several times in the clinic, was always talking about something, but he just thought it was an old man who had a habit of being long-winded.

Who would have thought that this was the old man's final farewell?

Who would have thought that everyone was hiding from him?

"My injury was healed by Grandpa Qingzhi at the cost of his life?"

He asked the stranger standing beside him, who shook his head.

"Many people can't tell that Mr. Qingzhi is covered with old wounds, and he has already run out of fuel. If it weren't for your appearance, maybe he would have died earlier."

Asakawa Chen was silent, and asked again: "Then what kind of forbidden technique did he use to cure me?"

"Do you know Izanagi? This is the ultimate pupil technique we launch with Sharingan. It can record the state of the caster at the moment of activation."

"During the effective time of the spell, any damage or even death can be physically restored to its original state. The price is that the eye that uses Izanagi will also be permanently blind."

Asakawa Chen frowned: "But Izanagi is acting on himself, right?"

"You know Master Qingzhi has a kaleidoscope Sharingan, right?"

Asakawa Chen said sadly: "It's sort of."

Even if it is Sangouyu and presbyopia, it is not enough to pet a porcupine as a cat, and the degree of damage to his eyes is no different from blindness.

"His kaleidoscope Sharingan can just record the damage of subject one and transfer it to subject two who is looking at him at will. The damage suffered by 'one' will be healed instantly. Similarly, he can also It is the subject of surgery."

Asakawa Chen felt that this ability was strong enough - if the enemy wanted to deal with this move, they could only ignore his face at all, or try to blind him.And when he wanted to attack, he could just slash himself and transfer the injury to the enemy, but self-torture hurts too much.

When the old man was young, he must have opened a kaleidoscope to save his clansmen, so that he could live in the house and enjoy his old age.

"So he transferred my injury to himself and healed himself with Izanagi?"

The clansman nodded, and looked at Asakawa Chen with a delicate expression: "But he fainted for a long time due to the pain, and it was too late when he woke up to use Izanagi again. Excessive pain will directly affect the spirit and brain, he realized This point, I took care of my own affairs in the last few days."

"That's it." Asakawa Chen raised his head, and suddenly felt that he still knew too little about Uchiha Qingji, "What was Grandpa Qingji's previous family like?"

If nothing else, he may be the only one present as a relative.

"Lord Qing Zhi's wife passed away very early, and most people in the family don't have much memory. He once had a son and a daughter. The son died on the battlefield, but the daughter fell in love with her assassination target, and later abandoned the family and fled. Qingzhi was devastated and abdicated from the position of patriarch."

Asakawa Chen said nothing.

He didn't know when he ran to the kitchen.There is still the red bean cake that Qingzhi made for him, and the will written to him is under this.

He bit the red bean cake and watched it while eating, but no matter how he ate it, he didn't find it sweet.

"To Uchiha Tatsu-

Don't be sad, this is my own choice, it's my life anyway, it's best to help you.

I, like you, will not regret it.

I would have liked my grandson to be the patriarch, but this is a distant dream and should not be forced upon you.Forget what I said.

After learning about your xinxing, I only hope that you can continue to stay in the clan... But now think about it, if staying here will make you painful, go to the place you like.

You can see the wider world, and you should be free to soar in the sky.

Thank you for being with me at the end of my life. "

Asakawa Chen continued to look down, the following are some entrustments to the tribe and explanations on important matters.In addition, it is also mentioned that most of the property will be left to him, including a kaleidoscope Sharingan.

Asakawa Chen choked up and finished eating the red bean cake. When he saw the end, he couldn't help cursing in his heart that the Uchihas had mental problems. Hobby?

On the day when the funeral was officially held in the clan, the sun was so strong that it was hard to keep one's eyes open, and the cicadas continued to sing continuously as usual.

When the funeral was over, Asakawa Chen was still standing in front of the tomb.

The shadow of the tree gradually extended over time, and the sunlight hit his face through the branches and leaves, and the spots of light swayed and connected.

He closed his eyes, feeling the alternation of light and shadow.The light illuminated the delicate veins of the eyelids like budding branches of a tree.

He thought, after the dead have no eyes, can their souls still see such a scene?

Will their consciousness and soul still communicate with this world?

Will you continue to watch yourself move forward?

In fact, he is not as shrewd as people think, on the contrary, he is clumsy.

He'll be Uchiha for a few sweet treats.

In order to improve the food in the future, they will open up a large area of ​​land and cultivate it by themselves.

For the dreams of Hashirama and Brother Ban, he worked hard to extend his hand to the future peace, reducing the sacrifices of the two races...

When he looked back again, he had lost many cherished people, just like a stupid bear who lost corn.

He was too proud and too frivolous.

Uchiha Izumi: "Achen, will you come to live with us in the future?"

Senna and Madara walked up to him.The two seemed to have planned to ask his opinion for a long time, and it was not easy to disturb him, so they dragged it until now.

Uchiha Madara: "Even if you come to our house for a meal. You will have a lot of inconvenience alone, right?"

"Although it's not now, I will move here slowly."

Asakawa Chen understood what they meant, and nodded without rejecting the kindness.

When people remember enough, they must move on.

Life withers easily, but it is also heavier than imagined.

The lives he took away must be the same as him, and there are important people waiting for them to go back.

They will be as angry and sad as they are, but the world will not change because of it.They can only taste the pain and despair and grow.

If the carnage cannot be avoided, let him carry the burden.

He will always remember the dead and end this war once and for all.