[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

When we arrived, almost all the clansmen had arrived, and they all stood at the entrance of the main hall of the shrine and talked in low voices, making the scene crowded and lively.At the gate of the shrine, specially invited monks rang the bell. When everyone came, the monks shook the gavel, and the distant and simple bells began to ring.

One, two... The snow on the branches rustled, and the voice of the conversation gradually became weaker.

Three beeps, four beeps... At first, some people closed their eyes and put their hands together in front of their chests.

Five tones, six tones... The monk who struck the bell closed his eyes slightly, his face devoutly muttering prayers for blessings.

Seven, eight... From my perspective, the second brother, father, and mother all closed their eyes, and everything was quiet.It seems that all the people in the clan are praying with their hearts, and I am the only one looking around.

The bell rang a total of [-] times, which means that everyone has [-] wishes to come true in the new year, and the bell will also purify people's hearts.Faith is really a strange thing. Obviously everyone does not believe in Buddhism, but under the infection of the atmosphere, even the youngest baby stopped crying, as if feeling the solemn atmosphere.

People are really a kind of creature that is easily influenced by the collective. At first, only one or two people tell you a lie, and you will not believe it, but when everyone around you tells you the same lie and they all firmly believe that it is the truth, you will not believe it. Can't help but doubt myself.

After the monks rang the bell, they began to distribute a piece of white paper to everyone. The things that would happen in the coming year were pre-written on the paper. In fact, they were all kinds of blessings.For example, get promoted and get rich, no, it should be a great increase in strength, another example is having a new child, or opening the Sangouyu Sharingan, which is very Uchiha-like.The note I sent said that all my wishes will come true in the next year. This is a very general statement, and it is also a nonsense that cannot be realized.If people can really get what they want, the world will be destroyed.But it was a festive blessing, I pretended to be happy and laughed, and hung the note on an old tree at the gate of the shrine.

I don't know how old this tree is. It takes three or four adults to hug the thickest part of the trunk. Some branches are dead, and some new branches are covered with white paper soon.After all, they are all ninjas. Hanging a note is still easy. Even the top of the tree canopy has someone jumping up to put the note. For a while, the white paper and the snow on the tree merge into one, except for the cold wind blowing and scraping the note. Hulala sounded, and the rest of the time couldn't tell whether it was snow or paper.

After listening to the bell ringing and hanging the note, everyone was ready to go home. It was freezing cold, and it would be uncomfortable to stand outside without being afraid of being cold and stupid.It's just that among the crowd leaving one after another, someone squeezed over and grabbed me. The woman was wearing a black cotton kimono with a small round fan printed on her chest, holding a sleeping baby in her arms: "Master Jing, go and see Xiuzi Well, she didn't come to the shrine today because of her poor health."

I recognized the woman who gave me beans, glanced at my father, he nodded at me, and I followed the woman towards Auntie Xiuzi's house.

It wasn't until I saw Auntie Xiuzi that I realized how bad a woman's bad health was.

Compared with the last time I came to visit Aunt Xiuzi, she is now thinner, almost bony, with a lifeless face.Lying in the quilt several layers behind, groggy, even if we came in, there was no response.

When I saw her like this, I knew it was not good, I frowned and turned to go out: "I'll call the doctor in the clan."

"It's useless, I've seen it before." The woman put her child on her back, freed her hands and knelt beside Aunt Xiuzi, and helped her tuck the corner of the quilt. She sighed with sympathetic sadness on her face. "I called you here because I want you to see Xiuzi for the last time. She used to talk about you a lot, saying that you are the smartest kid she has ever seen, and you will definitely become a master at opening the kaleidoscope."

She raised her head and glanced at me: "Come, sit down here."

I walked up to Auntie Xiuzi and knelt down. She seemed to have sensed something, and opened her eyes, her eyes were chaotic.First she looked around aimlessly, and finally her eyes fell on my face. Aunt Xiuzi stretched out her hand from under the quilt: "Mirror..."

I held the hand that was as dry as a dead branch and fell silent.

When I was young, she held me in her arms and gently hummed nursery rhymes to lull me to sleep. At that time, she was just a woman with a vague face in my eyes, and the breath on her body didn't even make me miss my mother.When I was older, I felt my mother's indifference. At this time, her tenderness towards me was very precious. At that time, she knew everything in my eyes, the sand in the country of wind, the water in the country of rain, and the hot spring in the country of soup , she seems to know everything, and the major ninja families are also familiar with it.From her mouth, I knew the Sage of the Six Paths and the Nine Tailed Beasts. This strange world finally became familiar to me.Then when I grew up, she should practice ninjutsu and she left my house. My parents didn't mention her to me for a long time, and I seemed to have forgotten it.

Why did I forget... I am obviously someone I miss so much, I am like the kind of teenager who is fascinated by the colorful world outside, and when I return to my hometown after playing enough, I find that the relatives waiting there are no longer there.In my previous life, I read a saying that the son wants to raise but the relative does not wait. My parents are now in their prime and don’t need me to raise them at all, and Aunt Xiuzi...

"I'm sorry." I lowered my head, feeling that this sentence was too flimsy and carried no weight at all.

"The mirror has grown up." Aunt Xiuzi didn't seem to hear my apology, and her gaze on me gradually faded away. She tremblingly raised her hand to touch my face, her hand was like old bark rough.

"It's great, the mirror has grown up." She repeated it with difficulty, her voice became softer, and her hand slowly slipped from my cheek.

No matter how I hold her hand up, I can't hold it, just like holding a handful of sand in my hand, the more I try to hold her hand tightly, the faster the sand leaks.

"My Jiajing is a genius, and I will definitely be able to open the kaleidoscope Sharingan in the future..." Auntie Xiuzi seemed to be saying to me, to the woman next to me, and seemed to be talking to herself, "He is a genius. He must survive..."

With her hands down completely, Aunt Xiuzi stared at the ceiling with half-opened eyes, but the light in her eyes had already dissipated.

At this time, the child behind the aunt next to him burst into tears. He didn't know why he was crying so hard that no matter how his mother coaxed him, he couldn't stop.I saw him crying hoarsely and his face flushed, feeling a little dazed.

There are two black and white posthumous photos quietly placed on the cabinet behind the back. In the photo frame, a man of one size and one size has a serious expression and deep eyes.Many places in the room were covered with dust, and it seemed that Auntie Xiuzi was unable to clean it that day.

The son wants to support but the relative does not wait.

Auntie Xiuzi's neighbor managed to calm down his child, and looked at me with a guilty look: "I'm really sorry that Master Jing still saw dead people during the New Year..."

She seemed to be used to death, and it should be said that everyone in this world was used to it.Whether it's someone else's death or their own, they face the passing of life calmly, so calmly that it scares me.I have gradually assimilated the things I fear more, and death is not as scary to me as it was at the beginning.Just like now, I should be crying bitterly, but I am incredibly calm, but my consciousness is a little erratic.

"...No, let Auntie Xiuzi be buried as soon as possible." I heard myself say this after a long time.

Originally, I planned to watch Aunt Xiuzi's coffin go into the ground, but as soon as I followed the tribe to the family cemetery, I was chased and informed that my mother was about to give birth.

I was stunned when I heard that the people around me were even more nervous than me. When I heard that the patriarch's wife was about to give birth early, they hurried me home.

Compared with the morning, the sky was much darker, and scattered snowflakes began to fall.I didn't open an umbrella, couldn't hear the sound outside, and couldn't feel the cold wind. I walked home in a daze, and a lot of snow had fallen on my head.At this time, the snowflakes outside were already the size of goose feathers, and they kept falling.

The room was steaming hot, the snowflakes on the top of the head and clothes melted, the scalp felt cool, and the kimono had glistening drops of water.The second brother and his father were kneeling in the living room facing each other. Seeing me enter the room, the second brother frowned and stood up: "Where did you go?"

I opened my mouth and saw that his face was full of anxiety. Even my father, who was always moody and angry, rarely showed a little worry, and he also frowned and looked at me.Under his gaze, I finally came back to my senses completely. The silence of the whole world seemed to be shattered by glass, and I vaguely heard shouts from the bedroom behind.

"Auntie Xiuzi passed away." I went to sit down beside my father and said to him softly.

Only then did he loosen his brows, and after thinking about it, he tried to comfort me: "There's no other way. I remember that her husband has passed away." The implication was that she was reunited with her relatives.

My mother was still screaming, and I was shocked to hear it. Although I couldn't see it, I could imagine the tension in the back room: "Why did mother give birth early..."

"I don't know." This time it was the second brother who answered me. He knelt down again and took a deep breath to suppress his anxiety. "It may be due to the weather. This winter is much colder than before."

Fortunately, both the mother and child were safe despite the early delivery.When the news came through, my father stood up excitedly and walked quickly to the back. My second brother and I looked at each other and trotted behind him.

When they arrived, father and mother were already holding a swaddling baby in their arms. Although mother was pale, she was in good spirits. She didn't care to remove a few strands of hair sticking to her sweaty face, and concentrated on looking at the clothes in her hands. baby.

Seeing my second brother and me, my parents happily beckoned us to come and see my younger brother. Both are boys. The one in my mother's arms was born first named Ye, and the one in my father's arms was a twin brother named Madara.This was the first time I saw a newborn baby with wrinkled and red skin, not as cute as I thought.Ye has already fallen asleep in his mother's arms. Although he is an elder brother, his body is obviously much weaker.But Madara is much stronger, doesn't cry or make trouble, and looks around energetically with his glass-like black eyes. Even though I know that the baby is short-sighted, I can't help but join my second brother and rush to introduce myself.

"My name is Uchiha Jodo, and I am your second brother."

"I'm Uchiha Mirror, your third brother."

Madara stared at the two strangers who came up to him, blinked and blinked for a while, and then his mouth shrunk and he burst into tears, the cry was full of breath and deafening.

My parents looked at me looking at each other, and couldn't help but also laughed. My father coaxed Madara while laughing, and he was in a hurry.

The room was very warm, but the snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger. A twig of the cherry blossom tree in the yard could not bear the weight of the snow and broke. The branch and the snow fell, making several holes in the snow.

Ye An was quietly lying in his mother's arms and fell asleep, while Madara struggled and cried in his father's hands. The second elder brother squatted beside him with a sad face. He wanted to touch this younger brother but dared not reach out. I looked at these relatives and couldn't help but hold them tight. Fist: I want to become stronger, stronger enough to protect them, so that each of them can become a grandpa and grandma, and finally die peacefully surrounded by their loved ones...