[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

In an instant, I thought of what the clansman told me in private a few days ago: the four-member team going to the Land of Thunder was wiped out, and the murderer was the Asagiri clan. (The best novel reading experience is in 【】)

Now it seems that the eyes of three of the four people were gouged out by them. If I hadn't directly extinguished Zhaogiri this time, the secret of Sharingan might have been leaked out.

Walking down the stone steps, I lit a candlestick on the long table, and walked towards the three pairs of Sharingan placed above it.

As soon as the fire was lit, apart from the eyes that became redder under the candlelight, the murals around the secret room were also exposed.

I looked up and saw brightly colored murals painted on the surrounding walls, all of which were scenes of the distant ancestors of the Chaowu family fighting against the evil fish and monsters in the sea in the blue waves of the sky, one of which was as long as several floors The tall shellfish is obviously the Three Tails.The Asagiri ninjas in front of it were as small as ants, each holding a weapon, and the leader seemed to be holding a scroll, apparently trying to seal Sanwei.

On the opposite wall is a recent, not yet fully finished mural.The main body of the painting is still the three tails, but this one is different from the one just now. The previous one specially marked the pair of violent scarlet eyes in the curly waves, while in this unfinished mural, there is It's a pair of gray human eyes.

Seeing this, I realized that this is Asagiri Jin, or Mio after merging with Asagiri Ren.

Looking at the other people in the murals worshiping the Asagiri-like Sanwei, it seems that they worship him as a god.

I laughed, and the laughter echoed in the empty and dark secret room, and finally fell on the clean floor, splashing a layer of historical dust.

The god who protected the whole clan died together with the whole clan. From then on, the name Asagiri, like Yuyi, became an occasional mention in history books.

Thinking that I am the one who created these histories, I feel that I have sinned so much that I deserve to die.

I'm probably the kind of person who will go to hell after death.

Seal three pairs of jars containing Sharingan into the scroll. Originally, this scroll was used to seal Chao Wuren's head, but now he doesn't even have a human figure, let alone a head. Eye.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel down, and Antaro is also dead. He who did not inherit Uchiha's body avoided the bad luck of being gouged out.

Thinking of the child's rejoicing that he didn't have to suffer the pain of gouging out his eyes, I felt that those words were like a foreshadowing, and his bad luck of death was buried early.

Before walking out of this secret underground meeting room, I set a fire escape, burning all the long tables, chairs and bright murals on the wall in the secret room.

The Zhaowu clan is gone, and these things that carried their past glory don't need to exist.

After staying on the island for three days, Asagiri ninjas came back one after another as I expected.Of course, I was not polite and accepted the head they sent up with a smile.

Nearly everyone dies with constant curses, shouting my name and saying I'm going to hell.

I can only agree with them in a good voice, right right right, and harvest with a knife.I thought that if I accepted their curses so calmly, their resentment would be calmed down a bit, but everyone died with their eyes wide open, and their eyes were full of hatred for me and the world.

Madara arrived late on the evening of the third day.As soon as he saw me sitting in the ruins wiping my knife, with fresh or dry corpses lying on the ground beside me, he stopped abruptly.

Standing more than ten meters away from me, this young man said, "Third brother... did you kill these..."

I stopped wiping the knife and looked up at him: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

His frown can pinch a mosquito to death: "You..."

I wait patiently.

He hesitated to speak, and finally asked hesitantly before I lost patience: "Did you really destroy the Chaowu clan like the legends outside?"

"It's spread all over the outside world." I stood up, patted the ashes on my buttocks, and inserted Duan Poxuan back into the scabbard, "The news spread really fast."

"Really?" Madara was still stubbornly waiting for my answer.

"It's true." I confirmed to him with my own mouth, and saw the remaining hope in his eyes being snuffed out by my own hands.Walked over, put his arm on his shoulder, and stopped him from taking a step back: "Don't worry, you are my brother, I will not kill you."

Madara didn't speak, but I felt my shoulders relax.

"Going home?" After a while, he turned his head and asked me in a low voice.

"Well, go home."

The setting sun was half submerged under the sea surface, and the golden waves pushed towards the island one after another. After staying on the island for the past few days, I found that the island was gradually sinking, probably because of the impact of the battle between me and Asagiri Jin.It may not be long before this island will completely sink into the sea, and all the happy memories of bloody battles that happened on it will be submerged by the cold sea water.

"Have all the ninjas of the Asagiri Clan come back?" Before leaving, I asked Madara, who was much more informed than me on the island.

Hearing this, he stared at me with a complicated expression for a moment, then hummed through his nose.

It's good to rush back all of them, although I'm not afraid of the Avengers, but it will be annoying.

The vow I made more than ten years ago at the tombs of Captain Zhizhi and Uncle Shi was finally fulfilled by me.

On the way back, Madara pestered me to ask me how I traveled so fast before, and I told him it was the power of the kaleidoscope.When his eyes lit up and he asked me how to get the kaleidoscope, I was silent again, and finally got annoyed and dropped a sentence: "You will know when you get it."

Madara was very dissatisfied with such obvious perfunctory words, and ran to the front angrily.

I shook my head, thinking that he still has a childish temper. If I really want to say it, I don't like Madara and is not suitable for handling family affairs. Apart from the second brother, Quan Nai is the most suitable position for the patriarch.

Just as I was wondering which clan leader would be the head of the clan after the death of my second brother, I suddenly felt a blur in front of my eyes, and the branch I was optimistic about under my feet split into two or three in the blink of an eye.

I didn’t see any of them clearly, so I stepped into the air. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, grabbed the branch I was looking at again, and turned to another tree, avoiding the tragedy of falling from the tree when I was on my way.

Madara in front heard the movement, thought the enemy was coming, grabbed Kunai and rushed back, but saw me standing on the branch alone, put away Kunai and sneered at me: "Childish!"

"..." He seemed to think I was putting on a show, to get his attention.

This is really wronged, it was all a trick I played with him when he was a child, now that he is so old, of course I would not do it, let alone such a stupid performance.

In short, I made up my mind to never let the second person know about my embarrassment just now. Seeing that Madara misunderstood me, I simply made a mistake and jumped beside him with a smile.The branches under his feet were very thin, barely bearing the weight of the two of us and crumbling. He had to reach out to support the thick trunk next to him, and gave me a bad look: "What are you doing?"

I smiled at him: "Talk about me?"

He snorted, "Are you naive or not?"

I didn't speak, I reached out and rubbed his hedgehog-like hair.

As Zebra grew taller, his hair also grew rapidly. His bangs fell from one side, covering one side of his eyes. His hair was long and warped, and looked a little messy, but it actually felt good to the touch.

The facial features are still young, but it can already be seen that he will look handsome and handsome in the past few years.

My younger brother is the best, and there will be countless beauties throwing themselves at him by then.I thought so proudly, and I touched it harder.

"Hey, let go!" Madara managed to escape from my hand, taking the opportunity to get rid of this branch that could no longer support it.

As he jumped away with his strength, the branch broke, and I had to find a new foothold to jump on. Fortunately, my eyes were not dazzled this time, and my feet were very solid.

Except for this small episode, the way back was uneventful, there were no sneak attacking enemies, and there were no additional tasks sent by Ninja Hawk.

Because we were not in a hurry, the time to go back was delayed by the two of us to five days. When we stood at the gate of the village again, nearly ten days had passed since I set off earlier.

The guards stationed at the entrance saluted respectfully as soon as they saw the two of us, and turned sideways to let me pass without even looking at the mission scroll I was about to hand over.

If their attitude is not obvious, when they enter the clan land and meet other people, the sense of disobedience will be even stronger.

All the clansmen who met my gaze immediately moved their eyes away, and then felt that this was not good. They met my gaze again, moved away in a panic, and finally stopped struggling, and closed their eyes. Bow at ninety degrees: "Welcome back, Master Jing!"

It's okay for one person to do this, but I can't bear to meet several people one after another, including many veteran ninjas who have been in the field for a long time.

The third time to scare away a group of children gathered together, I turned my head and asked Madara: "Do I look scary?"

He squinted at me: "The terrible thing is your behavior, if you don't agree with me, the whole family will be exterminated."

I raised the corner of my mouth to correct his words: "It's not a disagreement, it's a long-planned plan. There is a deep hatred between me and Chaowu."

He stopped—it turned out that he had reached the door of the mission room—turned to face me, and said seriously: "Everyone has deep hatred, but no ninja single-handedly wiped out the entire family like you."

I expected that killing Asagiri would cause a big sensation, but I didn't expect it to be so big. Even the clansmen who grew up with me were terrified of me, let alone other ninjas who didn't know me well.In their eyes, I must have been passed down as a monster with three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs.

Banara opened the paper door and walked in first, followed by me.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing wrong with him going in. As soon as I entered, the originally quiet mission room suddenly exploded. Everyone focused on me, buzzing and discussing with each other in low voices.

A few clansmen who were handing in the task saw my wide-eyed eyes with different expressions on their faces.

Some were excited, some admired, some rejected, and some were indifferent, but behind everyone's faces, there was a trace of fear that they didn't realize.

One step beyond is a genius, and one hundred steps beyond is a monster.

I don't know where I saw this sentence, but it popped into my mind at an inopportune moment.

The only ones with normal faces were three people, Madara, Second Brother and First Elder.In the end, the person still hated and loathed me as always, and in this case, this loathing actually brought me a little comfort.

The second brother knocked on the table, signaled everyone to be quiet, and asked me to step forward to hand over the task.

I took out the scroll that sealed the eyes of the three clansmen, unsealed it, and let three glass jars appear on the table.

When the three pairs of Sharingan appeared, the room that had finally quieted down was full of discussions. This time, the second brother didn't care about them. He looked at Sharingan and asked me, "What are these?"

"The team that was wiped out in the Kingdom of Thunder earlier, I found it in a secret room of the Asagiri Clan and brought it back together." Then I explained to him that Asagiri and Sanwei had merged into one, and there was no way to take him with him. The head back thing.

The second brother groaned, and signaled to an elder next to him to put away the three pairs of Sharingan for burial later.

As a result, at this time, the Great Elder challenged me again: "Since Zhao Wuren has merged with Sanwei and was killed by you, why didn't you bring Sanwei's body back?"

I glanced at him: "Sanwei's body is more than ten meters high, you want me to bring him back? How to bring him back? Will you put it in a truck?"

With a puff, someone laughed, but before being stared at by the elder, that person quickly put on a straight face and pretended that the laughter just now was not from him.

I actually despised the prestige of the great elder in my heart.

"Sanwei's corpse is also of great research value, Uchiha mirror, although you have completed the mission this time, but you just left Sanwei's corpse on the island, didn't you never think that the tribe could use that corpse to do many things?" The elder continued to question me.

I became impatient: "The person I killed, I can deal with it as I want. If you have the ability, you can kill it, and then bring it back. Oh, I forgot, Sanwei has been killed by me now, if the Great Elder If you want to prove your strength, you can only find other tailed beasts. Let me think about it, how about Nine Tails?"

"Mirror." The second brother called my name, his eyes were deep and oppressive.

I shut my mouth.

Even so, the Great Elder was still so angry that I couldn't speak, his chest fell to the ground, as if he was taking a deep breath to control his anger.

Before he quarreled with me again, the second elder brother spoke first: "Forget it this time, remember to use Ninja Hawk to contact the clan next time, even if you can't bring it back alone, we can send other clansmen to help you."

"Okay, that's it for this mission. The entire ninja world knows that Asagiri Jin was killed by Kagami, so it's considered complete. Do you have any opinions?"

His prestige is higher than I imagined. Others said that they have no objection or objection under his glance. The patriarch is whatever you say. Even though the elder's face is not very good, he no longer refute or make things difficult. I.

Only then did the second brother retract his gaze and sign my quest scroll to indicate the end of the quest.

I thought the matter was over, turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped again.

The second brother's usually calm face also showed a complicated expression this time. He sighed and pulled out the drawer-this action is so damn familiar-he took out a scroll from it and threw it to me: "I wanted to Let you take a break, but because of your previous feat, the Fire Nation daimyo asked you to lead the team by name."

I unfolded the scroll, and it read: The Nation of Hot Spring will hold a banquet, and all the nobles from the Nation of Fire and the Nation of Thunder will be present. To ensure the safety of the daimyo, the Uchiha clan is hired as banquet guards to cooperate with the Hyuga clan.Also note that the daimyo requested Uchiha Mirror to lead the team for this mission.