Don't suffer the fate of Lao Tzu's family! [Master Ghost Extermination]

"Just like you treat Obito as a chess piece, you are also my chess piece. The death of Uchiha Yuge is the last straw that crushes you. It is just to completely cut off your connection with this world, let You threw yourself into the eyes of the moon without hesitation."

How long is a person's life?

A person's lifespan will last for several decades. If you are lucky, you may die and live to be a hundred years old.

People in the Warring States Period lived to a hundred years old, and they could count them with one slap of their fingers.The vast majority of people would aspire to a long life, or even a longer life.

The sky is dark ink, the moon is bright red, blood-like red, reminding me of sticky blood, cold blood flowing on the tip of a knife.

I looked up and saw the figure hanging on the moon. Compared with the huge size of the moon, his figure was very small.

The figure was frozen in my eyes, and countless pasts poured into my mind, and the fragmented fragments shattered in my mind like shattered glass.

Sometimes it's the black-haired kid who is babbling, sometimes it's the young patriarch who likes to keep a straight face, sometimes it's the father's cold expression, and sometimes it's my mother singing softly in my ear.

Ahhh.

all my life-

Maybe it's in there.

The fruit at the top of the huge sacred tree was already half-opened, layers of petals half-covered the bright red fruit, the air rubbed violently, and then there was a crackling sound like lava, and the sacred tree collapsed suddenly.

I stood quietly in the distance, with the noise of the wind in my ears, and the dust rising and falling in the distance.

I looked up at the dark sky.

Madara, our time is truly over.

The world will not always be dark, nor will it always be bright.

In a world that has been silent for too long, the dawn will eventually pierce the darkness, just like the sun will usher in the sunset at dusk. After the day passes, it will fall into a new round of darkness.

The world will not remain the same.

We are just a cog in it.

Countless, countless gears, there are countless lives, just like a galaxy full of stars.

"Madara, the world is big."

Among the red maple leaves all over the mountains and plains, I stepped on the fallen leaves all over the ground, Quanna walked in front and took my hand, and Madara followed behind with a small face holding her arms.

Madara told me with a straight face, "Of course I know the world is big."

No, you don't know how big it is and how cruel it is.

After walking through this world, the pain that needs to be endured is so heart-wrenching.

When you really feel heartbroken, maybe both the world in your eyes and you in this world will be completely overturned.

"It doesn't matter!" Quan Nai took my hand and stomped on the fallen leaves all over the ground, "No matter what, I will always be by my brother's side."

"I'll be by Yuge's side too!" Quan Nai smiled with crooked eyebrows.

All things change over time, and people are no exception.The maple leaves all over the field will follow the autumn, and there will be no maple leaves left on the branches. In winter, snow will pile up on the bare branches, and green maple leaves will grow in spring. In the spring of one year, the emerald green leaves on the branches will turn red like fire again.

I gradually changed from a little girl who knew nothing to an instrument of war, and my mother's singing voice went from being as beautiful as a nightingale until she could no longer utter a syllable.

If possible, I want to grow up slowly, grow up slowly in the singing of my mother, without being chased by the knife behind me, and keep running and growing up.

But things always backfire.

Faced with some unacceptable things, people will subconsciously refuse, at first they will be hysterical, then they will refuse to admit it, and then they will have to admit it.

I always sit in the courtyard of the Uchiha mansion, take good care of every plant in the courtyard, and take care of the garden. On the one hand, this is a hobby that I have cultivated to pass the time when I have nothing to do. , looking forward to the return of my two children countless times.

After the hysteria, I was denying their death for a long time, after I actually accepted their death, and at the same time realized that no matter how well I cleaned the yard, the people I loved would never come back.

So the courtyard became barren, and when the grass was growing up to the height of my head, I had no choice but to cut it flat with a sharp knife.

Eating, sleeping, waking up, repeating these things day after day, maybe it’s better to be in a daze. The more conscious you are, the more clearly you can know that many people and things have left me.

I think, think, think a lot.

I want to go to the mountain in the south of the Kingdom of Fire, hold the child's hand again, and an older child will follow behind, stepping on the fallen leaves all over the ground, walking forward unhurriedly.

But I know that this is impossible, time never goes backwards, it only runs forward desperately.

The fried-haired kid back then has turned into a Ninja Shura who single-handedly confronted the whole world, the kid who held my hand and called my name crisply turned into a bone, and even myself became a corpse bones.

Nothing is permanent in this world.

Time is really cruel. I am afraid that except for Quan Na who died early and stayed at the age of 24 forever, the rest of the people may have changed beyond recognition.

The world has been silent in the dark for too long. Perhaps when Uchiha Obito announced the official start of the Fourth Ninja War with Madara's identity, on the horizon where night and day meet, dawn has already risen, or maybe , at an earlier time.

I have a hunch that the moment when the dawn rises, all the dead here will return to the pure land.

We are all dead.

The dead lived in the past world, and the present world belongs to them.

When dawn came, Madara was going to die again.

When he died last time, I was extremely angry, what about this time?

I found that my heart was unusually peaceful.

What is the reason for the calm?

I found myself not quite clear.

Maybe decades have washed my heart.

Madara, have you lived well during these decades?

How long is your life?

You've been denying a lot of things, haven't you?

Reject Senju Hashirama who draws his sword at you in reality, reject Quanna's death, and reject the cruelty of this world.

I don't like the red moon in the sky, the color is as red as blood, which makes me feel that the color of the moon is watered with human blood.

The red moon acts as a huge mirror that refracts the illusion, and the moment the illusion is reflected, night turns into day.

"All people live happily in the dream world, right?" I asked.

Madara told me without hesitation, "Yes, at that time, you and Quanna will meet again in a happy world."

"Will you be there?" I asked him.

What I got was Madara's silence.

I know it won't happen.

Since it won't, it doesn't mean anything to me or Quan Nai. We have no way to leave the one we love and go to happiness alone.

The huge vines undulate like a group of snakes in the daytime light, and the white cocoons hang under the vines, casting huge shadows underneath.

After the shuriken cut off the bandage-like thing connecting the cocoons, the cocoon wrapped around the human body fell, but was dragged back by the stretched bandage halfway.

The only ones who are not affected are the dead, and we are not affected because we are already dead.

"What is this?" Even the well-informed Qianshou Feijian knew nothing about these things.

I frowned, tiptoed, and reached the vine after a few jumps, and the strange feeling under my feet came into my mind clearly.

I lowered my eyelashes, and the palm touched the surface of the vine, and the chakra attached to the palm disappeared bit by bit, no, it didn't disappear, but was 'eaten' by this plant.

I got up, looked down at the hanging cocoon from top to bottom, stared at it for a long time, jumped down suddenly, climbed on the vine with one hand, hung the whole person on the vine, and scratched the bandage on the surface with Kunai in the other hand, The cheeks of the little red-haired girl were exposed underneath.

Before the strap was wrapped around again, I lifted the little girl's eyelids, and took a quick look at the lifeless red eye in Sharingan.

The bandage was wrapped around the little girl again, and as soon as the hand on the vine was exerted, I swung to the top following the inertia.

Seeing this, Qianshou Feijian jumped up directly.

I stretched out my five fingers and stuck to the vine again, the feeling of chakra passing was clearly transmitted into my body again.

I raised my hand and looked at my outstretched five fingers, "So... this is Unlimited Tsukiyomi."

"Do you know this technique?" The Thousand Hands next to him had a serious face.

I paused, and stood up on my knees, "My kaleidoscope bloomed earlier than Madara's inscription on the Uchiha stele. I am the first eternal kaleidoscope of the Uchiha clan, and there is no reason not to know it."

"But I don't know, Madara actually believes in this thing." I looked at the day-like sky.

"Is this technique really left by the Immortals of the Six Paths?" Qian Shou asked.

I shook my hand, "It's written on the stone tablet."

"On the stele?" Senshou Pai paused, "Uchiha's ancestral stele?"

"That's not necessarily true," I said.

As soon as the words fell, I immediately felt the strange eyes cast from Qianshoupan.

I frowned, "You don't want your eyes anymore?"

After being reincarnated from the dirty soil, this person really became more and more bold. Before, he would never dare to think about the current situation, and his attitude is to talk to me peacefully.

I haven't heard anyone say that the attitude will change after death, right?

Uchiha has a high degree of confidence in his family, and he has no doubts about the things deciphered from the stone tablet. A person like me is completely out of the ordinary among the Uchiha clan.

No wonder Qianshou Feijian looked at me like this.

Qianshou Fanjian immediately moved his eyes away, "Yuge."

I put my hand down and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

Qianshou took a deep breath, "Why... did you let Big Brother and me go at the beginning?"

Let go of your brother and you?

I frowned into a pimple.

Is there something about it?

I didn't turn my head around for a while, I frowned and said back to him, "It's just a whim."

I think what he should be talking about is when Senjujuma still had a watermelon head on his head.

Can we not mention this matter?

I still regret that I didn't burn Senju Bashima's hair clean back then.

The brow between Qianshoufei directly twisted into a pimple, "Why?"

"What why?" I said, "Didn't I already answer you?"

"You are different from most Uchihas." The words of Senshou Feijian were beyond my expectation, "Your hatred for Senshou is not that strong."

The pads of my index finger and thumb touched each other, and I rubbed my fingers lightly.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, thinking he was going to ask something, but it turned out to be such a stupid thing, is it important?

"Because no one taught me to hate Qianshou." I said, "Oh no, the group of old oranges in the back did, but I heard it in my left ear and heard it in my right ear."

When I go to the clan meeting, I must be fishing. In the past, I seldom participated in the clan meeting. Almost all my fathers participated. Except for some necessary matters, the clan meeting emphasized over and over again that we should not forget the hatred. Besides, Pop hardly ever told me anything other than that.

He just told me: "You have to see with your own eyes."

"What people do is often dominated by their own cognition."

"The world is different in everyone's eyes." He said, "You can try to deny some things, but you must have the ability."

Then I want to deny the fact that you beat me.

Dad paused and told me that it was okay, but the premise was that I had to beat him, otherwise I would still be beaten by him.

So I was beaten by him, and I was beaten badly.

The old man's training was simply torture. Looking back on some details now, so many things can be omitted, maybe the old man was also a good fisherman in the clan meeting back then.

As a daughter inheriting my father's business, my ability to fish in the clan meeting has long been comparable to that of my father.

After my father passed away, I inherited his position in the Uchiha Clan, and the Clan Association naturally had to participate. The habit of fishing cannot be changed no matter what. Anyway, Big Brother Tajima gave me a note to copy, important figures of the Clan Association Well, Big Brother Tajima told me the key points in a picky way, otherwise I might give those old men a hard time nagging me to death.

I remember one time I was caught fishing by an old man on the spot. The old man stared at me for a long time, and then he said to me after a long time: "Uchiha Yuge, you are indeed the daughter of Uchiha Ryusuke. At the meeting, he was just as defiant as your dead father."

Uchiha Ryusuke, for a long time, this name was taboo in the Uchiha clan, and there are only a handful of people who can say his father's name so blatantly.

Well, the matter of my father fishing at the clan meeting was confirmed, and all the parties involved jumped up and down in front of me.

No one can mention my father in front of me, because no one here is qualified.

In the afternoon of that day, I directly challenged that old man. In full view of everyone, I beat up that defiant old man on the training ground.

Since then, no one dared to mention my father in front of me, and no matter how I fished in the clan meeting, no one dared to control me except Big Brother Tajima.

After Madara took over as patriarch, I basically fished at the clan meeting. After the old injury recurred, I rested for a long time. I didn’t go to the battlefield for a long time. I was in a state of paid vacation for a long time without performing tasks. , No one cares about me when I touch fish.

No one cares about me.

Regarding the matter of me fishing, Madara has always turned a blind eye to it.

Family hatred doesn't mean anything to me, if it does, it's after Senju Hashima and Senju Tomona killed Madara and Quanna.

My world is small, and unlike Madara and Senju Hashirama, I have ideals that can change the world.

My world is so big, and there are only a few people in this big world, and the rest of them are not in my life, so naturally I don't have such ideals as 'let the whole world be happy'.

I glanced at Qianshoubeijian, "History is a thing that comes from different people's mouths. It's not the same. You can't understand."

Senshou Pai paused, "You are right, but with the nature of the Uchiha clan, you would doubt the authenticity of the content on the stone tablet."

I sneered, "You really like to generalize."

"The Uchihas I've seen, except you and Kagami, are all like this." Senshou Feijian said bluntly.

I sneered, "Then why don't you treat me as a kind of person?"

Qianshou Feijian seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then said: "Why do you doubt the things on the stone tablet?"

I looked up, the day-like sky, bright, but not bright, this is not real light.

"My father told me not to trust something or someone too much." I said softly, "So I won't believe in any Immortal of the Six Paths. I haven't seen him, and I don't need to believe him. Naturally, I won't believe it. What he carved on the stele."

"At present, it seems that this technique is really not trustworthy." I said, "Generally speaking, it is to give everyone a happy dream."

"A dream of happiness?" Qian Shou Fei thought for a while, "It really is a super-large illusion."

"It's not just that." I said, "No matter how sophisticated an illusion is, it has a time limit for its effect on people. The time limit of infinite monthly reading is probably a person's lifetime."

"Immerse yourself in illusion for the rest of your life." Bai Mao Miao understood.

"People will be immersed in a dream of happiness for a lifetime." I said, "In the dream, people can be happy forever."

"False happiness." Thousand Hands said coolly.

"I'm afraid it's more than that."

The moon in the sky is as dazzling as the sun in the daytime, and the eyes of the unclean earth reincarnated will not be stimulated by the strong light. I can see in any way, and the jade on the moon is clearly reflected in my pupils.

Some people say that the moon in the sky is a huge meteorite, but now, in my eyes, the moon is more like a huge... Sharingan than a meteorite.

"The price of letting everyone immerse themselves in a dream of happiness forever may be everyone's life and Chakra."

"My eldest nephew is really... so easy to lie." I sighed.

Do you believe this kind of thing?

Qianshou Tobirama: "..."

Is there something wrong with your perception of your eldest nephew?

Uchiha Madara remembers that Uchiha Yuge died on a rainy day.

Uchiha Madara originally thought that Uchiha Yuge would not go to the battlefield again. During the decades of getting along, he and his younger brother Quanna knew well that although his aunt liked to beat others, she didn't like to kill people.

Beating and killing are two different things, but killing must be done on the battlefield.

But unexpectedly, after the outbreak of the first ninja world war, in the news sent back by Bai Jue, he heard the news of Yuge, the Rakshasa of the Warring States Period, after many years, returned to the battlefield again.

why?

Don't you dislike killing people?

Why not have a good rest?

You are very tired.

Rest, rest.

In this way, live quietly in Konoha, live quietly until old age, and do what you like to do quietly, isn’t it good?

Uchiha Madara did not expect that after the war, Uchiha Yuge would go to the Land of Thunder.

Thousand Hands is also in the Land of Thunder, and it seems to be a post-war peace talk between the two ninja villages.

Uchiha Madara doesn't think that this peace talk will be successful, even if it can be successful, it will be temporary. Suspicion, hatred, malice, these things will never stop.

But he did not expect that his aunt would go to the Land of Thunder.

What are you doing in the Land of Thunder?

Konoha's ninjas now go to the Land of Thunder and plunge into the tiger's den!

If it was Yuge Uchiha decades ago, Madara Uchiha would not be as worried as he was then, but Yuge Uchiha today has old injuries all over his body.

Uchiha Madara knew that it was raining, and those parts that had been injured were painful and uncomfortable, tormenting Uchiha Yuge's body from the inside out.

Uchiha Yuge's ability to lie has never failed in front of Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Quanna, even though he carefully concealed it, it still fell into the eyes of him and his younger brother.

Can't do anything but watch her hurt.

It's raining again.

The moment Uchiha Madara walked out of the cave, his heart beat wildly, the heavy rain covered the world into black, and everything was shrouded in darkness.

His heart was beating wildly, and an ominous premonition filled his whole body in an instant.

When he arrived in the Land of Thunder, Uchiha Madara was looking for the bones of Uchiha Yuge.

The clothes were soaked in the blood-mixed rain, the skin was soaked white by the rain, and the black hair stuck to the cheeks.

No more, no more.

His brother, his aunt, his friends, he has nothing left.

Uchiha Madara carefully carried Yuge out of the water, put it on his back, carried her step by step, and returned along the original road. The rain hit his face, it was very cold, and the person on his back had no temperature at all, even more cold.

If she was still alive, she would be chattering happily when she was carried on his back like this, but now she was very cute on his back.

He would rather Yuge be noisy.

Speak, you speak.

It's ok.

Uchiha Madara walked forward slowly with the people on his back, and the majestic heavy rain fell and fell continuously.

It's ok.

Wait for me, wait until the moment I realize my dream, you can go from death to a happy world, and you will reunite with Quanna in that happy world.

Just wait a little longer.

hold on……

"Just like you treat Obito as a chess piece, you are also my chess piece. The death of Uchiha Yuge is the last straw that crushes you. It is just to completely cut off your connection with this world, let You threw yourself into the eyes of the moon without hesitation."

Until the hand pierced his chest, the owner of the hand laughed at him without any effort.

The black liquid flooded the whole body, and the huge chakra poured into the body. The body was like an inflated balloon, constantly expanding and on the verge of bursting.

It turned out that the person who killed her was himself from beginning to end.

The world before dawn is dark, the sky between the mountains is thick black, and there is a faint glimmer of light on the undulating curves of the mountains.

Day is coming.

Someone was lying on the ground quietly, even the usually rebellious fried hair became docile and fell to the ground obediently.

Even weaker than the Battle of the Valley of the End that year.

I walked over slowly, walked to his side, slowly sat down on the ground, gently lifted his head, and put it on my lap.

Madara's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes, and the pupils were tired like I had never seen before.

I stretched out my hand, put my index finger and middle finger together, and pressed lightly on the center of his brows, trying to rub away the indissoluble pimples between his brows.

"Tired?" I asked him softly.

Ban paused, then told me softly, "A little bit."

I wanted to laugh, but couldn't, "Your mouth is so hard."

I lowered my eyelashes, the faint silhouette hit my eyes, "It's still the same as when I was a child."

Madara pursed her lips, before speaking again after a long time, "I'm sorry."

"Why say sorry?" I said.

"I...didn't do anything." Madara told me, "You want to rest, I didn't even let you die, you like maple leaves in the northern part of the country of fire, I let you be trapped in Konoha."

I shook my head, "If I want to go, no one can stop me."

At that time, Senju Hashirama was already dead, and Konoha's highest combat power was not my opponent. As long as I wanted to leave, I could leave at any time.

But I don't want to go, and I don't know where to go.

"You think I can't fight Thousand Hands?" I said, "I will go to the battlefield because I want to."

"You know?" I gently stroked my mottled temple hair.

I have hugged Quanna when I was a child, but I seldom hugged Madara when I was a child. At that time, Madara was an awkward child, like a old-fashioned little old man at a young age, and refused to let me hug him anyway.

I held Quanna, who was still a baby, and gently stroked the soft fetal hair on the baby's head.

The man resting on my knee is already a nearly hundred-year-old man, but now, in my eyes, he seems to have turned back to the child he was back then, even a little softer than before.

"When I saw Mirror, I thought of you and Quanna back then." I said softly, "When I was young, a senior took good care of me, and Mirror was his offspring."

"You have longed for what senior longed for, and Kagami has longed for what you longed for. Quan Nai likes to laugh very much, and when she smiles, Kagami is very gentle. Uchiha's smile is so gentle, there are very few people. "I touched his hair, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, many things, many times, the happiness you want can only be obtained by yourself."

"Happiness that is easily received from others is not so precious." I said, "You can only find your own happiness by yourself. You are not obliged to give happiness to everyone, even if you hold all the happiness in your hands." The world must also leave everything to the younger generation."

Banchi laughed, "You really like those two brats, you are still the same as before, stupid."

I pressed the fingers between his brows a little harder, as if it hurt Madara, Madara frowned.

"Actually, I wanted to tell you a long time ago." I said seriously, "If you talk too much, you can donate it to others."

Madara smiled slightly, closing her eyes.

I froze for a moment, opened my mouth, and called his name hoarsely, "Blade?"

"I'm not dead yet." Madara closed her eyes, "Go on, Yuge, I haven't heard you speak for a long time."

I breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't scare me if I'm not dead, it will scare people to death."

"Are you still alive?" Madara closed his eyes.

The veins on my forehead popped up, and I wanted to smash my big nephew's forehead with a punch the size of a sandbag. The moment the fist was raised, the person in my eyes was quiet and obedient like a big cat. I paused , lowered his fist.

"Those two brats, can they really do it?" Madara asked.

"I do not know."

"..."

"But I've heard a saying." I said, "It's the same for those who are poor."

The Breath of the Sun has no heir, and no one can practice it except Yuanyi who created it.

Almost everyone is worrying about the successor of Sun Breathing, but the person involved is leisurely, what to do, what to eat, what to drink, and a group of people who want to cry.

"Aren't you worried?" I poked Yuanyi's face, "Your Sun's Breath is no longer passed on."

Yuan Yi bent the corner of his mouth, "Actually, there is no need to worry. I am not that important. I am just a passer-by in the long history. Children who are more talented than me may have been born in this world long ago."

"Those who are poor will return to the same place. One day someone will reach the same level as me, and even surpass me." Yuan Yi put down the thick porcelain water glass in his hand, "Even if the times change, even if the things you experience are very different , they will eventually reach the same realm.②”

I paused, then poked his cheek again, the soft skin was sunken a little by my poking, Yuan Yi obediently did not move, and let me poke.

"You might be right." I continued poking, "So I'll take my time, before the curtain falls on my life."

Yuanyi held my hand, "I'll watch it with you."

"The unfinished journey between you and Senjuzhu, someone will finish it for you." I said, "This world cannot be static, Madara, you have to be patient."

I see it now, Enichi.

"Will you hate me?" Madara asked me suddenly.

I was stunned, and stretched out my hand to flick his forehead lightly, "Was Sasuke or Naruto broke your brain?"

I can hate everyone, but there are only a few people, I can't hate, you are one of them.

Ban smiled slightly.

"I'm going to sleep." He said softly.

"Then go to sleep." I lowered my eyes, "I'll sing for you."

"...The wind misses light and love, just like a whirl, flowing gently around, and yearning flows on the Big Dipper...③"

I was humming a song, and gently stroking Madara's hair, the fringed hair that was always prickly, was extremely docile at this moment.

The light and shadow in the sky flowed, and the undulating curves of the mountains seemed to be lit by fire, bursting out with dazzling light.

Its daybreak.

Go back to sleep, Madara.

Good night, Madara.

Ah, maybe I should say good morning.

But it doesn't matter anymore, the world is already theirs.

The author has something to say:

It's over, time to go back and beat ghosts.

After crossing a world, Ban Ban heard the teachings from his uncle.

①②: The original words come from the original work.

③: From "Xiabei むつの子守歌"

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