[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

This sudden attack by Qianshou caused heavy casualties among the tribe.One is that almost all the clansmen were originally wounded and lacked fighting power; the other was that they were caught off guard by Qianshou's sneak attack and had no time to guard against it, so they were beaten badly.

I released Ninja Hawk to report the situation here to my father, and I led the rest of the tribe to start disposing of the corpses of the same tribe:

Whether the eyes were opened or not, the eyes were dug out and placed in special cloth bags, and the rest of the corpses were cremated to ensure that they would not be ruined by some carrion birds or wild animals.

Uchiha Teru was done by me, just putting him off the wood wasted a lot of time, and I was not happy even when the whirling was broken. Crowd in protest.

I patted the angry knife, calmed it down and inserted it back into the scabbard, I lifted Hui's bangs, and dug out the closed eyes with Kunai.

I remember that when I first started doing this job, I couldn’t do it at all. It was my father who forced me to do it, saying that every clansman should be able to do it. Gouging out eyes seems to have become a ritual, in order to let the living People remember the dead, and they also remember hatred.In the beginning, my hands were shaking so much that I couldn't even hold Kunai steady, but now I didn't even have a slight tremor in my hands. I have to sigh with emotion, time is... what kind of knife is it?I don't quite remember this proverb from my previous life.

Keeping my eyes closed, I squatted beside Hui, carefully sizing up his young and pale face, trying to engrave this face into my memory and never forget it.

During this time, other people had already placed the corpses of their dead companions side by side.They pushed and shoved each other to remind me of the cremation work, thinking that I didn't notice these little tricks behind my back.It wasn't obvious during the battle, but now that there are no external enemies, their awe of me is almost obvious. I don't know whether it's because of the brutal way I attacked just now, or the power of the Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

In the end, the crying child was pushed out by other people, and came to me tremblingly, stammering to remind me that the body should be cremated.

"Wait a minute." I suddenly remembered something, stood up and began to undo the armor on my body.

The silver armor is not new, especially the armor on the chest, which is covered with scratches, and there are slight dents in several places.This was given to me by my father two years ago, when I went to the front line of the battlefield against the kingdom of water.At that time, Hui saw me put on this armor for the first time, and I still remember the envious eyes he couldn't help showing.

His family is not considered poor in the clan. Although his father died early, he went out on missions to support the family when he was very young, and the clansmen sometimes helped his mother. This situation is very common. No one goes out to perform missions. At that time, those who stayed in the clan were old, young, sick, and disabled, and they all helped each other to live on - but even if it was on the average line, it didn't mean that he had spare money to buy a new set of armor. It is very expensive to protect the body with strong armor without losing flexibility.

Hui is still wearing the uniformly equipped armor of the clan, which has gone through countless battles, and it is much more shabby than the old and shabby one I put on him now.

The undamaged armor blocked the big hole in his abdomen. If it weren't for the blood on his clothes, no one would have imagined how painful he died.I picked him up and put him next to the others. The other living people gathered around the corpse. Everyone bowed their heads and silently mourned the death of their relatives and friends.

My eyes swept over the faces of the dead one by one, and then fell on the faces of the living people around me. I couldn't help but shudder, because of the numbness on everyone's faces.

Everyone is very, very tired.

I am also very, very tired.

Losing Morikawa Homura and Uchiha Teru one after another exhausted me physically and mentally.

The fire escape was released, and a group of bright, scorching yellow flames fell on the corpse and burned rapidly.

In the flames, faces, young or old, were reduced to ashes. I turned around and took a last look at Hui's face, which was flushed red by the flames, and followed the pace of the clansmen.

The ninja eagle that was released before flew back quickly, and at the same time brought back instructions from his father. He told me that reinforcements are on the way, so we don't have to rush back, ensuring safety is the most important thing, so as to avoid such surprise attacks again.At the same time, he also expressed his regret for the loss of his tribe and his comfort to me. I still remember a sentence in the letter:

I am very sorry for Hui's death, but you did a good job of killing the two sons of Qianshou Buddha, I believe Hui's spirit in the sky will also feel gratified.

Relieved?maybe?After all, he laughed when he saw Senju Itama die.

After taking off the armor, his body became much lighter, and he quickly jumped from the end of the team to the front.

The reinforcements came quickly after that, led by my acquaintance, Uchiha Kotaro.

The first thing he said when he saw me was: "Leader, I'll take over, you go back quickly, your mother is dying!"

As soon as I heard the last sentence, I didn't have time to correct his addressing problem, so I quickly explained to him, and then rushed towards the clan without stopping.

Day and night, thousands of trips were made, and the two-day journey was shortened to one day. In the end, there was still no time race.

When I arrived, my mother had completely stopped breathing.

I walked towards the coffin step by step, and when my eyes finally came into contact with the familiar face in the coffin, I couldn't hold it anymore, and my legs softened and I knelt down in front of my mother.

My eyes widened, holding the coffin in disbelief:

Obviously she was fine before I left, obviously showing signs of improvement...

why why……

why?

Why why why why!

Why on earth did you want me to lose three of my dearest people all at once!

Childhood friend, lover, and mother.

Teru Uchiha, the little fox and the face in front of him seem to overlap.

They all had their eyes closed, their faces pale, stuck in the past time.

Madara and Quanna next to me couldn't hold back their tears, but I couldn't shed a single tear.

I want to cry, but my eyes are dry; I want to shout, but I can't make a sound.

A large piece of my heart was cut off abruptly, and I even lost the ability to cry.

The temples were throbbing desperately, the blood inside jumped out as if trying to break free, and the headache was terribly painful.Worst of all, the headache seemed to spread to other nerves, and the eyes, including around the orbits, ached.

It hurts.

I raised my hand and covered my eyes, not knowing who to tell this pain to.

Like when I killed someone for the first time, I didn't know who to confide that fear to.

Swallow it, swallow the pain, get through it.

My reason told me this, but my emotions were screaming wildly in my head, I couldn't make it through, it was too painful, I really couldn't swallow it.

Hate, love, regret, happiness, joy, pain, hope, despair...

It all intertwined and weighed down on me, taking my breath away.

Putting down my hands, I heard my own voice so clear that I was so calm that I was surprised: "Okay, Madara, Quanna, it's time to bury my mother."

Meeting the astonished red eyes of my two younger brothers, I looked at them blankly and said, "Let mother rest in peace."

"Jing is right. It has been delayed until now just to let Jing see her mother. Now that she has seen it, let her be buried." I don't know if it is my father or my second brother who agrees with me. Anyway, under their affirmation, I waited outside. The clansmen walked in, covered the coffin, lifted it, and walked to the cemetery behind the village.

The tombstone has already been erected, and the pit has been dug, just waiting for the coffin to be put in. At the same time, Hui is also buried, to be precise, Hui's eyes.Perhaps it was a coincidence that his grave was not far from his mother's. My father guessed that I was keeping his eyes, and had already asked others to prepare his grave and tombstone in advance.

When I took Hui's eyes out, his mother who was waiting by the side rushed forward, snatched her son's eyes, and burst into tears.

The old man with gray hair and wrinkled face knelt down on the ground and wailed loudly. This heart-piercing scene caused many tribesmen to turn their backs and wipe their eyes with their hands.

The wind blew, and my hair was blown to cover my eyes, and I realized that my bangs were long, but no one smiled at me and said, "Why do boys have such long hair?" I held Kunai in my arms and killed the enemies who rushed over.

When I died in my previous life, the world was blood-red, and it was the same when I was born in this life. The difference is that no one protected me when I died in my previous life, and it was my relatives who forced me to die.And in this life until now, I have lost the person who protected me.

Everyone else left. At first my second brother wanted to call me home, but my father stopped him. He sighed and looked at me and shook his head: "Let the mirror stay for a while."

I'm grateful for his decision to let the others leave first, and the cemetery has returned to its usual calm without the noisy footsteps and messy breathing.

The wind picked up, and the surrounding leaves made a rustling sound as they rubbed against each other.

There was a cry from above my head, and I raised my head to find that it was a ninja hawk domesticated by my family hovering above my head.

The sky is very blue and clear, with almost no clouds, which makes the sky look high and far away.

I closed my eyes, but my heart did not become calm because of the peaceful scene in front of me, but became more agitated.

All kinds of past lives flashed before my eyes, and the scenes of this life also flashed through my mind quickly.

It is said that people will see all the things they have experienced before they die, like a revolving lantern. I am not dead yet, so I have seen so many past events.

I am still young.

I opened my eyes and looked around at the tombstones everywhere——

Many of those who lie here are young, and they will always be young.

Including little foxes, including Uchiha Hui.

And my mother, I can hardly remember her as terminally ill and emaciated.I just remember her with loose hair, sitting in the corridor in a home kimono, gently stroking her tall belly.The sun is warm, casting a shadow under the corridor, the cherry blossom trees in the yard are like a canopy, and a koi is resting in the pond.

I knelt down in front of my mother's tombstone, tears bursting out of nowhere.

I hugged the brand new wooden sign and burst into tears.