[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

Compared to my excitement, the second brother was surprisingly calm as the person involved. He had been thinking about something with his head down, but when he heard the question, he turned his head and looked over: "Mirror, sit down."

I held my breath in my chest, unable to get out or swallow it, and gritted my teeth to see his cold eyebrows and eyes, standing stubbornly and refusing to admit defeat, just looking at me and recalling his gentle and calm gaze before yesterday's banquet, I couldn't help feeling Once soft, he sat down slowly.

Seeing me sitting down, the second elder brother turned to his father: "It seems that Jing does not agree with me marrying Uzumaki Sakura."

"Of course I don't agree." I muttered, but the two people in front of me stopped talking to me and started discussing on their own.

"What about your own opinion?" my father asked.

"Where's father?" The second brother asked back.

"I naturally hope that you can agree to this marriage. Firstly, it will have the opportunity to change the problem that the tribe Chuck has less vitality than Qianshou. Once our two clans become allies, it will be very difficult for the Uzumaki clan to stand behind the Thousand Hands clan."

The smile on my father's face was full of malice, the second brother was silent, and I was silent too, no Uchiha wanted Senju to feel better, thinking of my fourth brother who died young, my hatred for Senju is day after day increasing.

Seeing that the second brother didn't speak, the father understood and sighed: "Oh, I know this choice is very difficult for you, but I respect your choice, whether you agree or refuse. Think about it carefully and make a decision Come tell me again." He waved his hand, indicating that my second brother and I can leave.This man who used to dominate the battlefield and wave Uchiha fans to make the enemy fearful is now old, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and mouth, and deep scratches between his brows, which seem to be caused by frowning for a long time. With gray temples, I realized that my father was really old.This man who could easily kill five enemies with a wave of his hand when I was a child is slowly being eroded by time.

My second brother and I bowed our heads to him and left the room silently.

Before I could speak, the second brother gestured to me: "Leave me alone." Then he left alone.

I stood in the corridor and watched his back at a loss. He walked farther and farther, and finally disappeared around the corner of the corridor.This long corridor left behind by him is full of traces of time:

There are a few scratches engraved on the second pillar from the left, which is Madara's height line. We were keen to record his height for a few years when we were young.On the wall on the right hand there is a sooty mottled spot, which was burnt by fire once when I made fun of it. The floor I stepped on with bare feet was very smooth, covered with natural grains of wood, after countless generations Walking around, until now it has turned into this appearance against the natural light.The sunlight outside hit the bushes in the yard and the dry pond, but not the shadows under the eaves.

"Third brother." A small head poked out from the corner where the second brother disappeared, and Quan Nai called me cautiously.

I walked over and rubbed his head: "What's wrong?"

He looked at me with half understanding in his eyes: "I met my second brother just now, and he seems very unhappy."

Of course, one side is a lover and the other is a family. You can only choose one of the two. This choice is too difficult for anyone, not to mention that he is still so young, only 21 years old this year.

I knelt down, looked at Quan Nai and told him seriously: "Quan Nai, we need to become stronger."

"what?"

"When one day we are strong enough to do whatever we want and no one can stop us, then we will be able to do whatever we want, and we won't be unhappy."

Quan Nai's expression was indescribable, looking at me as if saying what you said was nonsense.

I just remembered that this world is different from the previous life. Ninjas have been taught to become stronger and stronger than anyone since they were young. At first it was to survive, and later it was to stand at the peak of power. I felt sorry for it. It is a matter of course for those who have been instilled with this kind of thinking.

I laughed, laughing at myself that I didn't understand it earlier than a child.

"What happened? The second brother is unhappy, and the third brother is also weird." Quan Nai asked.

I patted his head, straightened up and put down my hand, still didn't tell him: "You will know in a few days."

In a few days, if there is no news that the second brother has chosen his lover, and if the father announces that he will form an alliance with the Uzumaki Clan, by then...

"Where's Madara?" I didn't want to think about it anymore, so I mentioned another younger brother instead.

Quan Nai thought for a while: "It should be at my mother's place."

It was only then that I remembered why I came to find my father, to tell him that I like Morikawa Homura!It's a pity that I have already exited the room just now, and I will go in now...and it is still such a sensitive time...I decided to wait until the second brother's matter is over.However, on my mother's side, I can talk to her first.

Thinking of this, I said to Quan Nai: "I want to see my mother too, are you coming?"

When Uchiha Teru rushed in, my mother was pulling me to ask Morikawa Homura what he looked like, if he had a good personality, and how we met. Quan Na and Madara listened happily, and even the latter abandoned his usual reserve Tsundere, eyes full of light of gossip.

I was describing in detail how cute Morikawa Homura was to my mother, how powerful the fire escape she used (let’s call it that, and now I have a vague suspicion that the fox god she is talking about is the legendary Nine Tails), and how powerful Hui’s loud voice is. It came from afar: "Uchiha mirror! Come out for me!"

My mother was leaning on the cushion, listening to my description with a smile, but the smile widened when she heard Hui's voice.Her body has improved a lot in the past few days, and she looks more energetic. She has loose hair and a plain face. She has black hair, white skin and a gentle smile. How did the name of the first beauty come from?

Under the contrast of such demure beauty, it looks more and more rough and rough.He knocked on the door without waiting for an answer, and then hurriedly opened it. When he saw the three brothers and my mother inside, he was immediately embarrassed. He froze at the door, hanging in the air with his hands unsteady: "Auntie..."

His mother smiled at him: "Are you looking for a mirror?"

Hui answered vaguely, and I saw that he had long since lost the aggressive look just now, so Madara and Quanna asked Madara and Quanna to take care of their mother, got up and dragged Hui away by the collar, and closed the paper door.

After closing the door, I signaled to follow me to go out, squinting at him as I walked: "Don't you know that my mother is sick? Disturbing the rest of the patient is a death penalty."

He muttered a few words, but I couldn't catch them: "What?"

"Ahem, let me say," he cleared his throat, "isn't that your room?"

He grew up with me since he was a child, and he came to my house quite a lot. Over time, he became as comfortable as being at his own home, and he didn't expect such a joke to come out now.

"My mother is not in good health. My room sees the most sunlight, so I let her live in it."

This is the bad thing about old houses. Some rooms with bad orientation are very gloomy and cold. The kind of coldness is like maggots on the tarsus bones.

Uchiha Teru oh a few times, it seems that he has not recovered from the embarrassment just now.But when I put on my shoes and walked out of the gate of my house, he regained his spirits, dragged me and yelled that I was not mean enough.

I pretended not to understand: "What is not meaningful?"

"You still pretend! Did you throw me to those drunkards yesterday!" He pointed at my nose and shouted.

I looked up and down but didn't look at him: "I thought you just came back, and I really hope to catch up with the clansmen."

"Fart! You just treat me as a scapegoat, don't you think I don't know that the group of drunkards were going to catch you! But you just threw me out. The two of us have been playing since we were young. , have you ever heard the saying that not being a real brother is better than a real brother? How could you sell your brother like this! Without hesitation!"

Grip blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.

I dug my ears and automatically blocked Teru Uchiha's accusation against me.

He said a lot, and when he stopped to catch his breath, he found that I was careless with my hands in my pockets, and I wasn't listening to him at all, so he suddenly became angry, and rushed towards me with a loud cry.

Although I didn't listen to him, my attention was still on him, and just like what this kid said, we two have played together since we were young, and to put it bluntly, I can tell what fart he is doing when he lifts his butt , as soon as he saw that his movements were wrong, he immediately dodged to dodge.

Uchiha Teru jumped at nothing, and even more frowned, rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, you still dare to hide. If I don't beat you to the ground today, I will take your surname!"

I yawned: "Your surname and mine are also Uchiha."

"I'm serious!" Hui roared, and rushed towards me again.

"...What are you two doing?" A calm, unwavering voice sounded above Hui's and me's heads. We both looked up at the same time, and saw our father's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and several clansmen behind him.

I let go of my hands silently, and got up from Hui, and he also got up silently, patted the ashes off his body, and stood in front of my father with his head down like a quail.

His eyes, as cold as the north wind, blew from my face to Hui's, and then back from his face, and when my father spoke again, his voice was so cold that it was about to drop icicles: "Are you two just so idle? As a ninja, you can't relax all the time. Look at you, what you look like."

I peeked at Zonghui out of the corner of my eye, and found that he was disheveled, and there were shoe prints on his face. I guessed that I was not much better, and immediately lowered my head: "I was wrong."

"I was wrong too, Patriarch." Hui's voice sounded at the same time.

Father snorted coldly, glared at us a couple of times, didn't say anything, turned around and took those clansmen with him, and was about to leave. I saw one or two people inside pursing their lips and holding back their laughter, so I looked at them a few more times , firmly remember their appearance.

After walking a few steps, my father stopped suddenly, turned to Hui and said, "Come with me, I have a task for you."

Hui suddenly wailed: "No, I just came back yesterday, Lord Patriarch, I was wrong, I will never fight with Jing again."

My father was twitching from the corners of his eyes when he howled, and I quickly smacked Hui with my elbow, telling him to stop in moderation so as not to really annoy him. My father will then connect several A-level missions so that he has no place to cry.

"This mission is relatively simple. It is to go to Jiaming Mountain to pick up our clansmen. They have just completed an A-level mission. The journey is far away to prevent any accidents." Father managed to calm down, took a deep breath and returned to his usual majestic expression. Patriarch looks like.

As soon as I heard Jiaming Mountain, my eyes lit up: "Okay, father, Hui is fine, I will go too to ensure the safety of the clan."

My father glanced at me, hesitated to speak, but finally agreed to my request, took out a scroll from his sleeve and threw it to me, and then he left with his tribe.

After his figure completely disappeared from sight, Uchiha Teru grabbed the quest scroll and was very puzzled by my automatic request for the quest, and asked me if I was idle.

I smiled at him mysteriously: After all, I also have a girl, how can a single dog like him understand my mood.