[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

When I walked out of the village where there were no survivors, it was obvious that other people were more afraid of me.They were so obvious that Senju Hashima called the white-haired Tomona aside, chatting in low voices, and glanced at me every now and then.

I didn't bother to think about what those two people said, so I went straight to Heng Taro. He was sitting under a tree to rest. When he came out, he saw several corpses of Yuyi people at the entrance. He probably handled them.He was so tired that he was panting, seeing my face sinking like water, he couldn't help admiring him: "Captain, you are so strong!"

I slapped his thumbs away and kicked him: "Get up when you have enough rest, we should go home."

Senshou Zhujian also came to say goodbye to me. Although the two families are separated by Nanhechuan, and the routes back are similar, no one thought of going together.Senju Hashirama will report the results of this task to the fire country daimyo, and the rest of the bounty will be sent by the daimyo to Senju and the Uchiha clan.

After explaining this, he dug the pit dug by others, and a few thousand-armed ninjas carried the corpses into the pit and buried them. Thus, a once brilliant ninja family was destroyed by our group of executioners.

However, during the massacre just now, I clearly felt that the strength of the Yuyi clan has declined greatly in recent years. Killed by me, it's no wonder that woman put all her eggs in one basket and wanted to get a daimyo's child. With the help of a nobleman, the Yuyi family did have a chance to become strong again, but unfortunately, the chance was cut off by the child's father himself.

Senju Hashimama and others left first, and I felt that my little chakra was slowly recovering, and now I might bump into the Senju family who left not long ago, so I just sat down next to Kotaro, Lean back and lean against the tree trunk.

Kotaro looked at me and realized something belatedly: "Captain, why are you wearing this suit, where is your combat uniform?"

I looked down at the blood-stained dark blue kimono on my body, sighed that the dress was scrapped, and replied indifferently: "I threw it away, this dress is more comfortable to wear."

He opened his mouth and hesitated.

I squinted and looked over: "If you have something to say, just say it."

"You don't wear armor or combat uniform...you will be scolded by the patriarch."

I smiled nonchalantly: "If you scold me, you can scold me. Besides, there are so many things in the clan, how can he care about me?"

Kotaro looked at me without speaking for a long time, and finally said suddenly: "The captain hasn't worn armor since Hui's time."

I am silent.

"Captain, you are..."

"Shut up." I interrupted him, "No one will be dumb if you don't talk."

I was very afraid of what he would say. I was afraid that he would point out that not only was I not afraid of death now, but I had a tendency to seek death.

No, I don't want to die.

No matter how painful it is, I want to live.

I told myself this, constantly repeating and brainwashing, as if this was really my desire from the bottom of my heart.

Ever since I told Kotaro to shut up, he really shut up.

After that, no one spoke for a long time, I closed my eyes, and smelled the bloody smell when I killed people just now, and the faces of those Yuyi people who I killed appeared in front of my eyes again.

Distorted, frightened, terrified, begging for mercy, desperate, scolding at me, trying to kill me, trying to run away...

Life is so fragile, I can cut it off with my hand.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the black smoke hovering over the burning village had disappeared. It was estimated that the fires would be extinguished after they burned everything that could be burned.

I stood up and found Kotaro was already squatting beside me, waiting for me.

"Captain, don't be sad, we're going home soon."

I looked into his eyes and told him very seriously, "I'm not sad at all."

On the way back, I passed the village I passed by when I came here. Those villagers knew nothing about the massacre that happened not far away, and they still buried their heads in farming.It's just that when I walked past them, these villagers just looked up at me and bowed respectfully to me, instead of kneeling down directly like before.

I paused, and Heng Taro who was walking beside me immediately felt: "What's wrong, Captain?"

I shook my head at him: "Nothing." I started walking again.

Senshou Zhujian, what an amazing fool.

As soon as he returned to the clan area, Heng Taro disappeared, and he didn't know whether he was going home or where he went.

I first went to the second brother to hand in the task, and then I was going to go home and change my clothes.Fortunately, we didn't pass through the town in order to hurry on the way, otherwise, with my bloody murderous appearance, I would have been stopped by the guards to question the situation.

When I saw my second brother, just as Kotaro said, I was severely reprimanded.

One is because I don’t wear armor when I go out on missions, and the other is because I don’t wear combat uniforms but wear this kind of rest clothes. The second brother trained for a long time, and seeing that I still have the dead look of my left ear coming in and the right ear coming out, I was so angry No, at that time, I was carrying a flame fan and wanted to turn out from behind the table to teach me, but was stopped by the elder who was next to me.

The current Great Elder took over after Elder Saiki abdicated. He is very optimistic about my second brother and thinks that under his leadership the Uchiha clan will go to a higher level. He also thinks that Madara is a malleable talent.But for me, his exact words are this:

"Master Jing is strong if he is strong, but he is not strong enough spiritually. At least not enough to lead the Uchiha clan."

Hearing others relay his evaluation of me, I had only one thought in my mind at that time - tsk, damn old man, what are you doing so sharply.

I scratched my hair, only to find that a few strands of hair were stuck and knotted with blood, I took a look at it, cut off this strand of hair with kunai, and threw it aside.

Turning a corner and going around a house, I saw a group of children gathered together, not knowing what to do.

When I got closer, I heard them spitting and cursing:

"A bastard with no father or mother!"

"Catastrophe!"

"Get out of Uchiha, trash!"

I raised my eyebrows and walked over, and as expected, I saw a sudden icy blue in the circle surrounded by these black-haired brats.

The kid who was facing me had sharp eyes and saw me right away. He quickly pulled the clothes of the other companions and ran away before I got there.

Seeing them running away like birds and beasts, I didn't chase them, they were all children of the same race, if I really beat everyone up, the Uchiha who came to the door the next day could form a football team.

I lowered my head and looked at the crying child with my head buried in my knees, and I sighed.It's useless for me to stand out, the most important thing is to let him live up to himself.

Yasutaro Xunno, my younger brother, the son of Makoto Uchiha.The only ordinary person in the entire Uchiha tribe who does not have the surname Uchiha and does not have Chakra.His ice-blue eyes and hair are like a banner, which has clearly separated him from other children since he was a child.

I don't know when it started, the children in the clan began to alienate and isolate Antaro, and the children's emotions were straightforward and cruel.In their view, Antaro, who has no Chakra hair color and eye color and is different from himself, is a monster, and he should not exist in this village.

It turned out that I also raised this question with Makoto Uchiha, but the guy was silent for a while before saying: "He is my son, and he doesn't need others to play with him. So what if he doesn't have Chakra, his talent in swordsmanship is better than anyone else's." Qiang, look in the mirror, he will become a swordsman who is stronger than you and me."

However, a sword master is not a ninja after all.

I looked into his eyes at that time, and I couldn't say the words.

Because it feels too cruel.

Human beings are so afraid of rejecting existences that are different from themselves, and children's nature is doomed that they will not pretend, so it is extra cruel in the matter of exclusivity.

In fact, I really want to tell Makoto Uchiha that you are his father after all, and children need a playmate of the same age.

But I still didn't say it in the end, because I knew that in Antaro's situation, he couldn't find a playmate of the same age.But if Uchiha Makoto is asked to send him out to ordinary people, my proud teacher will not agree.

Perhaps in Makoto Uchiha's view, it is a waste to have an outstanding talent and not use it, so he must keep his son by his side and teach him sword skills by himself.

In the past, when Makoto Uchiha was around, people in the clan would more or less dare not push Antaro out for his face, and the children would not spit around him like today, so the situation just now represents with...

"Antaro," I knelt down and squeezed the child's neck forcibly, making him look up at me, "Where's your father?"

The child who was already in tears burst into tears when he saw my face clearly, rushed over and hugged me, and wiped all the tears and snot on my dirty clothes: "Senior brother! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo My father is dead, woo woo woo..."

He was wearing the same outfit as other little ninjas, with a blue T-shirt with a high collar and white shorts, and a red and white fan emblem embroidered on his chest.The only difference between him and others in appearance is that he has a small special-made penis strapped to his back, which was custom-made by his father for him.

Now he is hugging my neck and crying loudly: "Dad was killed by the enemy to protect me."

I touched his head, picked him up with one hand and held him in my arms, turned around and walked towards the cemetery behind the clan ground.

"Let's go see your father."

The large and small tombstones in the cemetery are still the same as the last time I visited. It seems that it has never changed. The only thing that is different from my last visit is that a new tombstone has been erected. .

The tombstone made of wood is very rough and not polished very smooth. You can feel the wood thorns under your fingertips scratching the skin. Uchiha Teru's name is written in black ink on it.

His tomb was erected next to Uncle Zhizhi.The difference is that the words on Uncle Zhizhi's tombstone are already somewhat blurred.

I put Antaro down, found a stone nearby, and re-engraved the blurred name. During this time, the child was rubbing his eyes and sitting in front of his father's grave, sobbing.

The person who loved him the most in this world died.I looked down at the hair on the top of his head, and it was rare to have a trace of sympathy in my heart that has been tempered and hardened. From now on, no one will love him like his father loves him.