[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

The second brother became famous when he was young. When he was young, he broke a hand and was depressed for a period of time. Later, he was thrown into the battlefield by his father and forced to wake up.

I know that many children in the clan follow him as a role model, and the name of Uchiha Jodo is passed down in the clan, and everyone knows that he will be their future patriarch.Therefore, when he took over as the patriarch, not only was there no objection, but the clansmen were all joyful, and specially celebrated for two full days and two nights.And he lived up to expectations, managed the clan's affairs in an orderly manner, and got along well with the elders. Internally, he was the leader of the clan and said he was deeply loved. Externally, he was one of the best masters in the world.It can be said that except for not marrying a wife and having children, everything else is the image of the patriarch that everyone wants to see.

On the other hand, I have repeatedly contradicted the elders for my bad temper. It is more appropriate for people in the clan to respect me rather than worship me.Compared with the good popularity of the second brother, I am a big bad wolf that should not be used to scare children. Usually, no child in the clan dares to approach me, but when they see the second brother, they will take the initiative to surround him.

Now that the Great Elder has announced that I will be the successor of the patriarch, I don't know what he and the other elders are thinking. At least when the news was announced, most of the clansmen had blank expressions of doubt on their faces.

Some people were discussing in low voices while looking at the Great Elder and other experts in the clan, as if they were questioning why it was me and not others.

I also doubted the reason why I was selected. After thinking about it, only Kaleidoscope Sharingan can explain it.

Because I was the only pair of kaleidoscopes at the time, the elders chose me.And what happened later proved that my guess was correct. Once someone opened the kaleidoscope, they would never support me in the slightest.

The second elder brother hadn't been buried yet, and I wasn't popular, so the patriarch's succession ceremony ended in gloom.According to the arrangement, in the afternoon, my second brother was sent to be buried in the grave. It was not compulsory to attend, but all the clan members showed up.Everyone spontaneously lined up in a long line, uniformly dressed in black and holding white flowers in their hands, and followed the coffin into the cemetery behind the village.

I carried the coffin and looked back at the clansmen. The sadness on their faces was sincere. Many people were still secretly wiping their tears. I don’t know how many people would feel sorry for me when I died.

Probably very few...

Countless flowers were thrown from the hands and landed on the lid of the coffin. The deserted white gradually covered the dark coffin face, and then layers of soil were sprinkled on the white flowers.

The tombstone was erected by Madara, carved with my own hands, with one stroke at a time.At the moment, I was thinking that my second brother is 27 years old this year. In the previous life, this age was the time to start a business vigorously, but here he has already lived past the average age line.

Fortunately, at least the second brother left behind his blood.

Looking up into the crowd, Sister Yingzi was wearing a long black dress, her hair was loose, and half of her face was hidden in the shadow of her hair.Her belly is flat, and there is no sign of pregnancy at all. If she hadn't told me about it last night, I wouldn't have imagined it.

It turns out that she still loves her second brother and has always loved her, but her pride prevented her from agreeing to his proposal of marriage.

I thought that when the child was older, the second brother would agree when he asked her again. Unexpectedly, the world is unpredictable, and the child's father passed away suddenly.Now it's too late for her to regret it, she only wants to give birth to this child with the blood of the second brother and raise him well.

When she said this to me, Sakurako carefully touched her stomach with a gentle and firm expression on her face, which reminded me of my mother.I stood in the corridor, watching the woman lowered her eyes under the starlight, just like the expression of the second brother when he announced that he was marrying Uzumaki Sakura.

"Have you ever wondered what the baby's name is?"

"Not yet. For girls, I want to call her Xiyan, and for boys, what about Jing?"

"...Why is it my name, shouldn't it be my second brother's?"

"I haven't forgiven him yet, and it's good that this kid is as strong as you."

When she said there was no forgiveness, Sister Yingzi seemed to be acting like a baby to someone who no longer existed, which made me feel sad and suddenly lost the ability to speak.

I am not strong, or rather, I am strong but not happy.

I hope that my future nephew or niece will be happy, at least not having to go to battle with kunai at the age of five like us.

I feel that I am old too, otherwise why do I always like to recall the past.

In my memory, my father took me to perform the first A-level mission. In the mission, an enemy begged me for mercy.It was a little girl with icy blue hair and icy blue eyes, like a pure snowflake that melted as soon as it hit the ground.

Suddenly there was commotion in front, this was the funeral of the second brother, who would dare to make trouble at this time.

Looking intently, it turned out to be Madara.

He covered his eyes and knelt down in front of the second brother's tomb. A little above was the grave of his father and mother. The left side of the second brother was the eldest brother's place. The right side is still empty. That's...my place.

A doctor came forward to check on the condition of the spots, but I seemed to have rooted my legs, stuck in place, and seemed to be a cold-eyed bystander who had nothing to do with me.

Seeing the nervousness of others, seeing the crowds of people moving, seeing Quanna kneeling beside Madara with a worried face, and then a powerful, familiar force erupted from the latter——

Madara put down his hands, raised his head, complex patterns appeared in his blood-colored eyes, the patterns that can only be found in kaleidoscope Sharingan.

The commotion grew.This time even the group of elders was shrouded in a cloud of uneasiness. For some reason, the atmosphere in the entire cemetery became tense.

I stepped forward—all the people standing in front of me voluntarily moved away, and a small road was emptied by a dark crowd—I walked past all eyes, came to Madara and stretched out my hand: "Get up, I will teach you about the kaleidoscope knowledge."

Madara glanced at me blankly, the sadness and hatred just now remained in her eyes: blood red eyes, black patterns, Sharingan has always been so beautiful and weird.

— Madara reached out and grabbed mine.

"Kaleidoscope Sharingan evolved on the basis of Sangouyu, so it has the ability that all Sharingans have. Copying the illusion of insight, these will be strengthened on the original basis, and it will also develop new ones. ability."

"Everyone's kaleidoscope ability is different, just like the patterns of each pair of kaleidoscopes are different. I can't help you with this unique ability, you can only explore it yourself..."

"The kaleidoscope is strong, but it also has a fatal weakness. Once you use it too much, your vision will rapidly decrease, and even lead to blindness. To avoid it, you can only reduce the frequency of using the kaleidoscope as much as possible, and reduce the number of times you use it. Other than that... ...Transplantation is also advisable. Before my second brother died, he gave me his kaleidoscope, and my eyesight was restored. Then my second brother who also received my eyes became blind. So this is an irreversible process, and the person who provided the eyes That person is bound to be blind, and according to the doctors and ninjas, eye transplants between non-blood lineages are doomed to fail, and writing sharing eyes below kaleidoscopes can't restore vision. Once you're blind, I don't know where Find another pair of kaleidoscopes, I don’t know if the second brother’s pair can still be used.”

I touched my eye sockets. These eyes from my brother are now allowing me to see the world clearly.

"I won't accept your eyes." Madara said to me, "Even if Quanna opens the kaleidoscope later, I won't take his eyes."

"Then don't be blind, one of the only kaleidoscopes, very precious."

"What is more precious than my eyes is yours. Third brother, you have to remember that you are the patriarch now, and these eyes were given to you by second brother."

"...Of course I know, I will take good care of these eyes."

This is a tentative consensus.Next, I began to teach Madara how to explore his own abilities, and taught me to think of another thing. So far, I don’t know the ability of my second brother’s kaleidoscope, and I have only seen its appearance by accident.Now my Sharingan has mutated, I wonder if there will be more abilities of my second brother?

Thinking of this, my heart beat faster, and when I thought of second brother's ability to reappear in this world through my hands, I had the illusion that he was still alive.

"Patriarch," someone knocked on the door, interrupting my train of thought. I raised my head and found that it was Kotaro Uchiha, who was still holding an envelope in his hand.

Seeing me looking at him, Kotaro walked over with a puzzled expression on his face: "This is... a letter from Senju Bashirama to you."

for me?Or the Senshouzhujian?

Now even Madara didn't care about his kaleidoscope ability anymore, he walked up to me and stared at the bold and neat calligraphy on the envelope with me.

It says "Uchiha Patriarch Uchiha Kagami's Personal Enlightenment".

The inscribed name below is "Thousand-handed Bashirama", and even stamped their thousand-handed badge, which is the family emblem in the shape of two pointed spears.

I really wanted to know what that kid would write to me, but just as I was about to open the envelope, I suddenly remembered Kotaro who glanced at the eyes and stretched his neck behind him.

I snorted coldly: "I have received the letter, you can go back. Madara, you continue to study, and it will be good for you and Uchiha to master the kaleidoscope as soon as possible."

The two of them still wanted to struggle, but they had to give in after being stared at twice by me. One walked away dejectedly, and the other continued to study dejectedly.

Walking into the room, I opened the envelope and unfolded the neatly folded letter paper inside.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the hairs all over my body immediately exploded when I saw it.

It turned out that in the letter Senju Zhuma confided to me his dissatisfaction with the status quo of ninjas, especially the concern that children who are too young to go to the battlefield will not be adequately taught and protected.He said that he wanted to join hands with Uchiha to build a ninja village to protect the women, children, old and young of the two races, and the rest of them would take on the task as before.

Different from the current situation where families rule independently, in Senjujuma's conception, Ninja Village can resolve the hatred between the two clans and protect the safety of their children.

He also said that this idea has been around for a long time. As early as when my second brother was the patriarch, the letter was written, but it was never sent.Now that I am succeeding the patriarch, Senju Hashirama feels that he cannot wait any longer...

Simply nonsense!

I slammed my fist on the table and slammed the teacup on the table. Madara outside the door heard the movement and turned to look at me.At this time, I couldn't care about him, and my heart was filled with anger.

Thousand-hand column room!This hypocritical fellow!

It was clear that he and his younger brother had killed the second elder brother, and in the end they pretended to come forward and say that they wanted to turn hostility into friendship. How could the hatred between the two clans be resolved!

If he wants to resolve it, unless he...

I thought of the sentence I just scanned, and grabbed the letter paper to find that sentence again: "If the Uchiha patriarch thinks that I am responsible for the death of the former patriarch of the nobles, Senju Zhuma is willing to commit suicide to appease the anger of the nobles."

……

No, I will never accept it.

Saying about suicide must be the rhetoric of Senshou Zhujian. How could he commit suicide for a dead person, and how could his clan members agree.

The letter paper was held into a ball, and my hand trembled slightly due to excessive force.

Speaking of resolving hatred, it is impossible for Uchiha and Senju to resolve hatred. Countless people from the two races have died at the hands of each other for so many years.Just my family, my father, second brother, Ye, the deaths of the three of them are all related to Qianshouzhujian!On the other hand, Senshou Zhujian, his father died with my father, and his two younger brothers died in his hands. I don't believe he doesn't hate me!

This must be a conspiracy by Senshou Zhujian!Yes, it must be his conspiracy.

In a fit of rage, I tore up the letter paper, threw it into the trash can, and stormed out angrily.

I bumped into the Great Elder who came to deliver the flaming fan at the door, and he was startled by my aggressive look: "What are you going to do?"

"Find out if there is any mission related to Senju, I want to send out a mission!" Let Senju Hashirama see that the hatred between the two races is endless, Uchiha's mission room is full of mission scrolls to kill Senju, I Believe that their family is the same, we have long been the end of immortality.

"Stop joking!" The Great Elder's face changed drastically, he put the flaming fan into my hand, and blocked me with one hand, "Don't forget that you are the patriarch now!"

Seeing this scene, some clansmen outside who had attended the funeral of the second brother stopped and stared at the scene of the confrontation between me and the great elder.

I glanced at the onlookers, and said grimly, "Are you all free?"

The crowd dispersed like a flock of frightened birds, leaving only the elders staring at me nervously: "Uchiha Kagami, don't mess around!"

Recklessly?

Of course I won't mess around, looking at their expressions, it seems that I am going to kill the Great Elder in the next second.

"Get out of the way." I squeezed this warning through my teeth, "Otherwise, don't blame me for doing it."

The Great Elder stood still, but I gritted my teeth angrily, but there was nothing I could do about this stubborn old man.Just at this moment, two voices sounded one after the other:

"Third Brother!"

"You calm down!"

The former is Quan Nai, who probably rushed over from the direction of the cemetery after receiving the report.And the latter is Madara - he realized that something was wrong and walked out of the house.

Seeing so many people being terribly nervous about me, I suddenly felt very depressed.

In their eyes, I am just such a lunatic who disagrees with me and wants to attack the tribe if I don't agree with a word.

Forget about other people, even my two younger brothers think so, I can't help but feel a little disheartened.

The hand holding the handle of the flame ball fan tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again, and finally I pushed it to Madara behind me, turned around and hurried into my room.

The author has something to say: Although the flaming ball fan is a special weapon for the patriarch, the mirror uses a gun.