Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

This time there was no unreasonable world interfering. After resting for a few days, I stepped into the life of a social animal again.

In addition to always being suspected by my colleagues that my strength has suddenly increased, and sometimes my aura suddenly becomes terrifying, and I have to wrap myself so that only a pair of eyes are exposed. It is inevitable to be asked why I suddenly become beautiful. Apart from trying my best to avoid showing unscientific medical technology in front of the leaders...everything is back on track.

After stumbling and concealing my work for a period, I found the rhythm of life and gradually let go of my vigilance.

Then during a certain rest period, I took the high-speed train home alone.

Like I said to my roommate earlier, I have a... mindful thought that I have to check.

About, blood inheritance.

I am still very curious, as a flower-growing citizen with traces of growth trajectory from birth to study to work, with a sound mind and positive attitude, materialist dialectical thinking is deeply rooted, and an unshakable sense of belonging to this land. There will be natural Uchiha blood.

Since there are traces to follow, time and space travel can be ruled out. Since there is a blood legacy in this body, reincarnation can also be ruled out. If these two most likely options are denied, then one can only look to the ancestors.

For example, the most direct——

"Genealogy? There are only a few people in our family. How can there be any genealogy? Your dad has a copy," recalled my mother who came to pick me up with a small electric donkey, "Let's collect dust in the attic of our house. What is this for?"

"I'm a little curious," I looked around, "This area of ​​our family has changed a lot."

"You haven't been back for a year, so of course you think so." The mother-in-law said flatly, "If you want to see it, I will take you back to look for it at night. We will go to your grandpa's house first. People have been talking about you for a long time."

"Okay~" I elongated my voice and responded, "Dinner is also at grandpa's house?"

"Otherwise? The whole table is full of dishes that you have been wanting to eat for a year."

"Yeah - I like it!"

"Hey, hey, it's awkward, how grown-up you are, please drive safely!"

"Oh……"

I forgot that this was an ordinary small eDonkey, and I shrank back resentfully, not daring to move again.

As the little electric donkey turned into the trail, the uneven stone road, and the crowing and barking of dogs one after another, I felt a sense of going home.

My family... is an ordinary rural family. My father's lineage is the same as every family in that era. Times and various factors have created a large family with many branches over time. Life is not rich, but at least the population is thriving, and this has long been an intricate network of blood relationships.

If there is really some kind of "strangeness", it is more reasonable to speculate that it should be hidden in a lush forest.

Unlike the huge relative structure of my father's lineage, my mother's generation has only one son and one daughter, and it is the same in my generation, and my mother, uncle, me and my brother are all severely myopic.

Of course, now I am not.

"Grandpa——" The bumpy little eDonkey hadn't come to a complete stop, and I flipped over in a vertical leap, creating a gust of wind and running faster than the leading dog at the door, "I'm coming—"

The old man who moved a ponytail and sat at the door basking in the sun reached out his hand very tacitly: "Hey, sweet flower, you're back."

Behind him was a furious roar: "Who taught you to jump off the car before it stopped, so die! Dogs can't run as fast as you!"

I grinned, unafraid.

Hey, this is also the feeling of coming home~

……

As a result, nothing was found.

Disappointed, I tiptoed and stuffed the yellowed book back, and went downstairs lazily: "Mom, I've finished reading it... um, I put it back... I'm so sleepy... Go to bed first..."

When looking for the name of a book, you have to use Sharingan to look for abnormalities. Although the workload is not large, it is quite a headache to control the fineness of power throughout the whole process. At least now I am dizzy. The visible and invisible objects in the line of sight have all been mixed together.

Typical overuse.

I squinted my eyes, fumbled out a bottle of special eye drops and dripped them on. The excess drops mixed with physiological tears flowed down the corners of my eyes and into my temples, which was cold and itchy.

Is it the wrong direction?

Or am I wrong to begin with?

"Ah, it's so annoying. I'm just not good at reasoning and finding clues." I was a little annoyed, and rolled around with the blanket in my arms. I was still upset, and then groaned and hammered the bed board. "Is there any answer that I can copy?" mom--"

【——】

"...?" I carefully withdrew my hand, pulled the quilt to cover the top of my head, and swallowed blankly and uncertainly.

Did you respond to me just now?

Misunderstanding?

I didn't even have the courage to poke my head out, so I just closed my eyes, maintained this awkward posture of being stuffed, and fell asleep shivering.

……Fell asleep.

Yeah, I should be asleep right?

Floating in the air, I pinched my face uncertainly—it didn't hurt.

It seems that it is a dream again?

And looking at the environment below, it seems to be Konoha again?

Dreams can not only be a series, but also evolve?

This time I actually have a body.

I tilted my head, and drifted down faintly following my feeling.

Let me be healthy, the point of this time is——

"boom--!!!"

Explosions, dirt and blood, and—

A thin figure wearing the tuanfan clan emblem jumped out from the edge of the smoke.

There is probably no such thing as excessive use of eyes in the dream, which has led to the fact that I can clearly see all the battlefields in this area.

Obviously, a small-scale war has just broken out here, and it is hard to say how many ninja wars will be held.The main battlefield should not be here, the conflict is mainly based on ambushes and interceptions, and the child who rushed out - the boy, almost all the children who survived on the battlefield look like him, but this height is also not enough. It's too short... Is it five years old?

No, he entered by mistake and got involved!

I swooped down suddenly, the aftermath of the explosion was still there, and the young child was overturned directly, and at the same time, from the depths of the dense forest, a dull hidden weapon shot out!

"boom--!"

Another explosion sounded, and the immovable prey obviously had nowhere to escape. It was at this time that the form changed again!

A child who is at most five years old, his facial features have not yet developed, and he can't distinguish his identity. He is avoiding the attack entirely by memory and instinct. When he was unable to avoid it, I saw his hands with the seals raised——

It is Uchiha's standard fireball technique.

At this age, it is really amazing to have such a reaction in a desperate situation. Even if the child's hands are pierced by Kunai in the next second, the huge fireball he blows out has already taken shape, winning him a second of survival.

One second is enough!

0.5 seconds.

I rise up against the rising smoke and descend.

"catch--"

The translucent hands passed through the collar covered in mud and blood, and grabbed nothing.

0.9 seconds.

I turned my head angrily and stared at the desperate child.

What, whether it is a dream or a reflection of reality, whenever you appear in front of me, I will never allow meaningless death to appear!

No matter what method is available, it will work for me—!

For a moment, I really felt the smell of fire and nitrate, and a flame spread out and licked from the bottom of my feet. It was more violent than the explosion in front of me, and the pain that exploded from the depths of my eye sockets burst out suddenly , The black vortex that also exploded appeared from behind the fainted child, and I didn't even have time to take another look, and fell into the darkness directly.

"—!"

I sat up abruptly from the bed.

"It's...a dream again?" I touched the corners of my eyes with lingering fear, where the phantom pain left by the dream still remained, "Nightmare...is it the reason why I was scared before going to bed?"

Sitting blankly hugging the blanket for a while, I touched the cold sweat on my head that had completely cooled down, and lay back down again talking to myself: "Forget it... it's not yet dawn, I'll sleep again... I hope Don't have any more nightmares this time."

……

After that, I did not dream again, whether it was a lucid dream with unclear meaning and indistinguishable reality and illusion, or an adventurous dream of time travel that could be controlled.

Three days of vacation and nothing.

As a result, after going home for this trip, the conjecture was not confirmed, and the backlog of questions became more.

"So what are you looking for, Huahua." My mother packed the last bag and stuffed it into the bulging suitcase in an orderly manner, "It's rare to see you look so preoccupied."

"...I don't know." I lowered my head, raised one foot and hooked it up and down, "Maybe I was wrong."

"Speaking mysteriously." She glanced at me, picked up the towel that was put aside and wiped her hands, "Okay, that's all the clothes and specialty products to bring, and I won't pack the rest of the big ones for you , It was sent by express delivery in advance yesterday, and it should arrive about the same as you, remember to pick it up... remember?"

"Remember." I took the suitcase from her and picked it up with one hand, "Then I'm leaving?"

As he said that, he was about to step into the car quietly waiting beside him.

"Wait, why do you still say that the wind is the rain?" She held me helplessly, "Every time you leave so simply, when you go back, you should say you are homesick. With your slow-moving personality, Others don’t know what to say about you.”

I obediently stopped and listened to my mother's words.

"Listen to me, little wood." His head was knocked, "You're so big, don't stay alone all the time, go out more often, and meet some people?"

"Hmm." I thought for a while, and felt that my recent self had fully met the above requirements, and added: "I listened."

I have traveled well and met many people, but these people can only bloom in my memory.

"Have you met anyone who wants to bring it back for me to see?"

I am silent.

"I'm not urging you, don't always think mom is annoying." Under the sun, my mother who was already aging looked at me with deep worry in her eyes, "I lost weight, I became more beautiful, I have gained a lot of strength, and I am also more beautiful." It’s a good thing that I suddenly returned to the vivaciousness I had when I was a child.”

The suitcase in my hand hit the ground, and the bottom slipped and slid away.

"But I still can't hide what's on my mind." She touched my face, just like when I was a child, and smiled: "It's like the expression now...it's okay, needless to say, my vision and your dad's are just like this It’s a bit big, you said maybe we have to quarrel, that’s fine, you’re happy and comfortable—are you happy?”

I said in a daze, "Happy."

"That's fine," she smiled, and pinched my face with her hands that didn't let go, "So is someone chasing you?"

"..." Turning around and returning to the original starting point, I no longer know what expression to make: "I don't know."

"Hey, that's the truth." In the end, she nodded with satisfaction, "Then I'll ask you again, the one I asked at the beginning, is it true that you haven't had it at all?"

"I……"

"Beep—" the harsh siren sounded, and the mother who was still waiting patiently for the answer had a solemn expression, and forcibly pressed my shoulder and turned around.

"Okay, the car is rushing, think about this problem yourself, and go fast."

"?" I was very confused, and I went to grab Huayuan's suitcase, "Mom?"

"What are you asking, hurry up and go," she urged her to wave her hand. "Anyway, I don't expect you to be tempted first, and you don't allow me to urge you. If you have doubts, you want to go."

Until I got on the return high-speed train, I was still thinking about saying goodbye.

... Am I really so widowed that I haven't been tempted at all?

Nope.

I rested my head on the side glass window and responded softly:

"Yes, yes."

It's just that everything from here to there is like a big dream, and I don't want to, and I dare not.

It's better not to think about it, to deceive yourself and others.