Uchiha's superpowers

Before him was a familiar sight.

The red and white Uchiha fan logo, the old walls splattered with solidified blood, the broken bricks piled up in the corners that have not been cleaned up, the Uchiha mansion exuding the fragrance of wood, and the copper wind chimes hanging under the eaves.

But what is strange is this deserted and dead atmosphere.

The entire Uchiha land is as quiet and barren as if it had really died. The weeds in the courtyard have grown unscrupulously without anyone cleaning them up. The water in the small pond is polluted by weeds and glows dark green with excess nutrients. The few fish kept had died long ago due to lack of oxygen, and even the corpses were completely rotting, exuding a unique rotten smell.

I ask Giorno to wait outside for a while.

Walk through the courtyard alone to the porch.

I can hear that there is no one in the Uchiha family land like a small block, my brother is not there, the fire crow who has stayed in this mansion where my brother and I have lived for many years is not there, and even those who like to wander in the Uchiha mansion The ghosts all disappeared.

The shoe cabinet in the entrance was already covered with a thick layer of dust, and there were five clearly visible finger prints when you touched it.

I, who don't like mess, lost the desire to clean the house for some reason, and walked into the empty mansion without even taking off my shoes.

There was a dull smell of dust in the air, and the inside of the room was not as messy as I imagined, on the contrary, it was quite neat, and every item was neatly placed where it should be placed.

——It just looks a little empty and unpopular.

Before my brother left, he obviously tidied up the whole mansion. The perishable seasonings and food in the kitchen were cleaned up, and the trinkets and tableware that were easy to fall into dust were also put in boxes, so they would be damp. The moldy clothes and quilts were folded and put into bags and placed at the top of the cabinet, leaving only large pieces of furniture, some useless scrolls and rusted blunt weapons.

For my elder brother who has been relying on me to take care of me, it is not easy to achieve this level. It can be seen that my elder brother has put in effort to preserve this mansion that we have lived in since we were young. We will live together again in the future.

Although I tried my best to convince myself like this, I couldn't control myself to feel resentment towards my elder brother who had tried his best to do his best.

Since he has the desire to live in again, why leave Uchiha's clan and leave alone?

This is the only place that remains the traces of the family that gave birth to me. If even my brother and I abandon the distant and gradually blurred past, who will remember the existence of Uchiha, and who will remember In this world, there used to be such a family with blood-red Sharingan.

It was like an immature tomato being squeezed by the teeth, the juice burst in the mouth, and the wonderful taste of sourness and bitterness spread in the mouth.

I touched the roof of my tongue with the tip of my tongue, looked at each room one by one without saying a word, and then used my thoughts to clean it hastily, completely cleaning out the dust and lint from the mansion.

The whole room has been completely new, tidy and clean, but there is still a dead air of emptiness.

This house has become an exquisite work of art, exquisite and beautiful, but it is just a dead thing, for people to appreciate and be admired, but no one will place emotions on it, make it alive, and let it bring warmth. atmosphere.

A few people will stop and sigh in front of the outermost round fan logo, but more people will not even set foot in this remote and deserted place, laughing and chatting on their own, living their ordinary and pyrotechnic life .

I didn't have the mood to stay at home, so I walked out of the courtyard. Giorno saw my silent expression, and was taken aback for a moment. After I passed by, he recovered and followed me.

I didn't continue to hold the mood that I didn't want to let people who have nothing to do with this world know more, so I let him stay where he was.

Because the place I'm going to go next really needs to use his stand-in ability.

There is nothing special about that place. It is as barren and desolate as Uchiha's family land. There are countless corpses and past buried there, and there is no official name. If you must give it a specific In terms of name, it can only be called Uchiha's name hastily, and it is called Uchiha's cemetery.

After passing through a grove filled with water vapor, after I returned to this world, this place was the first place I thought of except home.

Giorno saw the scene in front of him as I pushed aside the luxuriant bushes that were left unattended.

Gray tombstones are neatly lined up on the specially opened space, and the loess-colored tombs are raised like hills, and a lot of them have been drilled densely on the fertile soil of the country of fire. Green grass buds and small white nameless flowers tremblingly bloom all the way to the end of the cemetery. As soon as the wind blows, there is an illusion-like light fragrance spreading.

"This is...?" Giorno guessed something, but he didn't dare to say it easily, but asked cautiously and suspiciously.

[It's my people. ]

I didn't have any sentimental emotions, I just simply answered Giorno.

I believe Giorno saw this too, because he didn't say any meaningless comforting words, he just asked, "You brought me here, do you need me to do something?"

[That's right. ] I raised my hand, randomly selected a cemetery and opened it, like peeling the outer skin to take out the seeds, liberating the coffin from the dark and heavy underground.

As I said before, this forgotten mansion has been completely silent, and even the ghosts have disappeared. If I search slowly one by one, I can certainly gather the original ghosts again, but That would be time-consuming and inefficient, not to mention that my patience has been exhausted by the huge changes that have taken place in the Uchiha mansion. After solving the clansman's affairs as soon as possible and sending Giorno back to his original world, I still have to look for my brother, and ask the questions that are simmering in my heart clearly at once.

When Giorno helped me inject life energy into my body before, I realized that the body has a strong attraction to the soul. The stronger the life energy of the body, the stronger the attraction to the soul, just like A key with a certain shape will only fit best if it fits into a matching mould.

Therefore, if I want to know the reason why everyone left the Uchiha clan, I just need to use the attraction between the body and the soul that acts on causality to call back a ghost at will.

In addition, I also need to confirm the current status of the clansmen.

It is for this reason that I did not go to my brother immediately, but chose to settle the matters of the clansmen first.

I can't even guarantee what the clansmen will look like without me to clear up their grievances. The only good thing is that before I left, I went to Danzo to return all the Sharingans that the clansmen had stolen. Without them, the sharing eyes provided by Chakra can no longer be used by them except to make their remains a little more peaceful.

The clansmen whose bodies are dead and only their souls are still wandering in the world, after they can’t even use Sharingan, are already people from the other world, unless they are forcibly summoned back from the Pure Land by using Dirty Land Reincarnation as written in the comics. Generally speaking, it should not interfere with the order of this world.

My mind was full of thoughts, but my hands didn't stop. After I used my thoughts to lift the coffin lid, which was hard to open after years of oxygen corrosion, an unpleasant rancid smell came out of the dusty airtight space.

I stretched out my hand to caress the clansman who had already turned into a pale skeleton, and with a thought, time quickly flowed backwards on this corpse.

I usually rewind objects to a state they were in a day ago, not because I can't do better, but because even I can't fully control the flow of time backwards.

Just like when I retrace the time of an object, I often accidentally retrace it with the surrounding environment. If I devote my energy to retrace the object to the specified time, the surrounding objects will be involved in the first place. This superpower may be more unstable when it is used, or it may simply go back to the entire land boundary.

So generally speaking, I will only use this dangerous superpower in the most extreme state. The shortest time I can go back is one day, and the longest is seven years. I can only use this ability on the same object twice a day. According to this According to the time of the world, eight years have passed since the year of the Genocide Night.

What an inappropriate time.

While watching the pale corpse gradually covered with flesh and soft skin again, I thought to myself somewhat dejectedly.

If only it had been a year earlier, eight years, with such an embarrassing time, I wouldn't be able to use a second time regression on the children who died when they were young.

But I quickly adjusted my mentality. After all, even the concept of time will be blurred after becoming a ghost. The words of young children are still hazy about everything in this world, and they don’t have much understanding of the fact that they died. Waiting a few more years is not too difficult.

In the short time I was thinking, the clansman who I didn't know who was lying in the coffin had gradually revealed his original face.

Hmm... a bit familiar.

I thought about it carefully, dug out the memory of this peaceful face from the depths of my mind, and suddenly realized.

Isn't this Uchiha Yuma.

If you have forgotten, I will re-introduce it, it is not an important person, as long as you know that he is my cousin's cousin's cousin's uncle's cousin nephew, it can be called cousin for short, died at the age of 24 , is a passerby character who is so noisy that I want to send him directly to reincarnation.

All in all, as soon as I recall the scenes related to him, words like chanting sutras will automatically play in my ears. If I write all these words, I can easily make up [-] words.

I stared at the face that had a quiet atmosphere after I closed my eyes, and the hand that I stretched out to go back in time for the second time hesitated slightly.

How about... change the coffin...