[Comprehensive] See more beautiful Uchiha

"Because, I must die."

Not far away, large branches and leaves in the forest were rustling, and the water of Nanhe River was rushing and splashing, making a particularly loud sound in the quiet environment.The sky was covered with dark clouds, blocking the faint light from the moon and stars.A gust of wind suddenly blew, and the biting cold penetrated into Zuo Ji's heart.

"Why?!" She gritted her teeth, listening to her voice with a bit of forbearance.

"Didn't you see it? I don't have the eyes that Uchiha is proud of." Even so, Shisui still had a faint smile on his face.

Zuo Ji was startled, looked carefully, and found that his eyelids had sunken in.She never wanted to see such a miserable scene again.

She was furious in her heart: "Did Danzang do it!?"

A picture emerged in his mind - Danzo smiled sinisterly, reached out and shut Shisui's eyeballs abruptly.

simple!straight!No!able!Tolerate!

When Zuo Ji was gnashing his teeth in anger, Shisui said: "Saki, I didn't expect you to be right," he sighed, "Sure enough, people don't compromise easily. Danzo-sama doesn't believe me, and His selfishness is very serious, and Uchiha will inevitably have a battle with the village next."

"So at this juncture, you must not die!" Zuo Ji almost cried out.

You must know that those seniors regard Shisui as the most important step in the plan. His departure at this time will undoubtedly greatly weaken Uchiha's combat effectiveness, and will completely arouse everyone's anger.

"No, I have to die. If they know that I have no eyes, it will be a dead end. I can't do more for Uchiha. If I go back like this, it will only intensify the conflict between the village and Uchiha." Shisui calmly analyzing.

"So, you plan to use death to resolve the conflict?" Zuo Ji sneered.

Still too naive!Do you think the stubborn Uchihas will understand what you mean?Having been with you day and night for so many years, they still can't see that you are a thorough pacifist who believes in the way of sacrifice.

Zhishui let out a long sigh: "My death can serve as a wake-up call to the people. If they continue to rebel, they will end up worse than me..."

"They won't believe it," Zuo Ji was a little anxious, "You must survive!"

"Actually, my death has another very, very important function...that is to let you open the kaleidoscope." Zhishui said word by word.

Zuo Ji suddenly realized some details that he had missed: "Did you say the same thing to Itachi just now?"

Itachi didn't come to the clan meeting, could it be Shisui's arrangement?

"Ah, as expected of you, you can guess all of this." Zhishui smiled and admitted generously.

"I can see that you just want to throw the burden on me and Itachi and force us to continue walking. You are escaping," Zuo Ji squeezed his shoulders, "There is still hope if you survive, and there is nothing when you die. Already!"

Shisui closed his eyes, only feeling that he was shrouded in boundless darkness.

Having been a ninja for so many years, it was like walking on the tip of a knife. It's not that he didn't think about the way he died.

Maybe he will die on the way, and then honorably climbed on the village hero's tomb; maybe he will die of old age, although this possibility is extremely remote.

But he never thought that one day he would commit suicide.

Was his death inevitable?In fact, death is not the only choice, but he has always been very aware of the overall situation, and he deeply understands that choosing death at this time will create the greatest value.A ninja is a profession that keeps sacrificing himself, and he has long been aware of sacrificing for others.

Does he really want to die?In fact, there was still a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

He hasn't had a good relationship in so many years, and he and Chennai also get together less and leave more.He hasn't watched Itachi, Saki and Sasuke grow up, think they must be Uchiha as beautiful as him when they grow up.He hasn't watched peace come yet, and his ideals and ambitions haven't been realized. It's a pity no matter how he thinks about it.

But what can he do without eyes, and he can only live by idling.And Danzo will never tolerate him to live again, his existence will only be a fuse.

Maybe Zuo Ji guessed his little thoughts.

He is indeed running away.Escape from the self who has no eyes, escape from the dispute between Uchiha and the village, and escape from a future that cannot see peace.

"Death is inherent in a person, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. My death will leave reflections on the people of the clan, and it will also allow you and the ferret to open a kaleidoscope. To a certain extent, death is worthwhile." Zhi Shui sighed .

Although it is more miserable than imagined to a certain extent, it is impossible to go to the tombstone of the hero, and it will even be forgotten by others soon.

"Hehe, who the hell cares about that kind of thing, whoever wants the broken kaleidoscope will take it." Zuo Ji sneered.

"Girls, don't swear, Zuo Ji," Shisui laughed out loud, "This is the first time you have shown a distraught look in front of me."

It's a pity that he can't see it, a little, a little sad.

"Hehe," Zuo Ji continued to sneer, "Listen, you must not die. After you left today, Kawamura announced their plan. Everything was designed with you as the core. If you leave, the plan will collapse. I was the one who was arguing with them at the meeting, and of course, Itachi, who didn’t attend the clan meeting and had enough time to commit crimes, was the number one suspect.”

"And the two of us are currently in Anbu, what will they think?! They will never reflect on their mistakes when they are angry, they will only point the finger at me and Itachi! If this continues, the conflict will only intensify, and those who are vacillating will also Will join the main battle team!"

"If I go back in this state, it will only intensify the conflict. At least my death will give them a chance to reflect." Zhishui sighed.

"And then you want to say that you believe they will reflect?" Zuo Ji sneered, "You said you were willing to believe in Danzo, but you paid the price. Are you still stubborn and choose to believe in your tribe this time? We discussed that people are very It's hard to compromise easily, just like I'm begging you so much now, you're like a cow that hit the wall and doesn't look back, you have to die."

"Is this what you call begging? The sharp words made my heart bleed, brother." Zhi Shui couldn't help but wryly smiled.

"Do you believe me?" Zuo Ji ignored Shisui's teasing.

"What?" Zhishui was a little puzzled, "When did I never trust you?"

"If you care about the eyes, I will try my best to help you fix them. There may be no other gods, but Sharingan should be available." Zuo Ji said seriously.

She has never given up on getting back in touch with July, and she has a premonition that she won't wait too long for this day.If she can be contacted, the eye matter is not enough.

"Hearing what you said, it seems very reliable." Zhishui chuckled, and Zuo Ji slapped him angrily.

"When did I become unreliable!? Trust me once." At the end, there was even pleading in her voice.

"It's not that I don't believe you. Zuo Ji, you seem to like to complain, but in fact, your mood swings are not great. You always look like you have seen through everything, but you have not seen through one thing—"

"Uchiha is doomed to a rough fate."

Zuo Ji laughed angrily: "You can control your destiny in your own hands!"

"You are sometimes naive. I actually believe in fatalism. With such eyes, we are destined to be extraordinary. After all, the more powerful we are, the more disputes we will face."

"Aren't you afraid that I will join the main combat faction and fight against the village?" Zuo Ji felt that he had done his best.

I'm sorry, great-grandfather, it's a pity that you didn't inherit the art of escape by mouth. You can talk about the dead with your mouth, but she can't bring back a person who wants to die.

"At least I'm not mistaken about this." Shishui paused, "Itachi will inherit my will, but he is more stubborn than me. And you, who have always been gentle, can probably make up for the mistakes he made."

Zuo Ji felt Shisui's less and less chakra breath, and his weaker and weaker breathing, feeling a sense of sadness in his heart.

In order to save him just now, her lower body was soaked in the water of Nanhechuan, and now it was blown by the cold wind, which made her bone-chilling.

The body is cold, and the heart is even colder.

You can never save a man who is determined to die, any more than you can wake a man who pretends to be asleep.

Stubbornness is a unique attribute of Uchiha, and Shisui, who seems gentle, also possesses full paranoia.In fact, Zuo Ji himself is also like this. If someone uses mouth to escape to her at this time, telling her not to worry about these crap things and live her own life, she will definitely only get a cold look from her.

In fact, she could choose to force Zhishui to accept his treatment, but then what?Zhishui, who is determined to die, can also use his own method to end his life.

"My biggest regret is probably not being able to see Chennai before he died." Zhishui sighed, his tone full of sadness.

Zuo Ji was a little reluctant to see Zhishui like this, and slightly turned his head away: "If you feel guilty for her, just live well."

Zhishui shook his head: "Sometimes, living is more painful than dying, and I can't face her even if I live like this."

Zuo Ji felt sad.

Why doesn't she know?Today's Zhishui, even if he still has eyes, can never be with Chennai again.Hinata Seina is always on Konoha's side, but Shisui is Uchiha who is opposed to Konoha, even if he has a peaceful heart, it won't help.

"Zuo Ji, you must...live well...I...believe in you." The chakra with still water in his arms gradually weakened, like a candle in a strong wind, the flame struggled and flickered, but finally failed. To escape the fate of being extinguished by the wind.

After feeling that Shisui was completely breathless, Zuo Ji raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky.

Unexpectedly, after she witnessed the death of her teammates, she would face the death of the closest person again.

Zhishui entrusted her with all the final trust.Looking back, he believed in sacrifice, perfectly inherited the will of fire that belonged to his grandfather, and lived in his mind like the people in Anbe with the "loyal to Konoha" fungus.

Saki looked up at the sky.This time, she didn't cry as heartbreakingly as when Qingya died, but silence was far more sad than crying.

Zhishui is dead.

Just like that, he passed away quietly.

He won't have a lavish funeral, or a hero's tombstone.Obviously he is someone who bears the burden of humiliation for the sake of his family, but apart from Itachi and her, he will be forgotten by others in a short time.

He is just a tiny speck of dust in the torrent of history, and he is rarely mentioned even in history books.His death was even just a wave in the vast ocean, which disappeared before it could turn over a huge wave.

Is he willing?Zuo Ji is worthless for him!

Before Shisui died, she said that she seemed to see everything clearly, except for one thing that she didn't see through, and that was Uchiha's doomed fate.It seems that every Uchiha who wants to gain power is destined to stumble.

She hated the shackles of fate, but suddenly she also found that she was being shackled in a cage.

At this moment, severe pain burst out from the eye sockets, Zuo Ji only felt a stream of heat slowly flowing down the corners of his eyes, dripping drop by drop on the skirt of his clothes.

The scene she saw suddenly changed, and the world fell into gray and white.

A gust of wind whizzed past fiercely, screaming in the air, and the breath of death gradually spread.

Zuo Ji suddenly felt two people falling from the sky in front of him.The black robes are fluttering, and the white cloak is flying. One of them is holding a large white banner with the appearance of a ghost printed on it, while the other is holding a black and red sickle with a sharp sword.

"Oh, the death rate in this world is really high, isn't it?" The voice of the man in a black robe was somewhat frivolous.

The man in the white coat just responded lightly: "Yes."

"Look at the color of the soul, this person committed suicide," the black-haired man sighed helplessly, and glanced at the body of Zhishui in Zuo Ji's arms not far away, "He actually committed suicide in the arms of a living person. People really know how to play."

The white-haired man also turned his head, looked at Shishui's body, and met Zuo Ji's blood-red eyes.

"I'm not dazzled, am I? This living person can actually see us?" The black-haired man obviously also noticed Zuo Ji's gaze, and cried out in surprise.

The white-haired man shook his head, his face became serious: "You read that right."

After that, he took the flag and walked towards Zuo Ji step by step, and the black-haired man followed quickly.

Zuo Ji looked at the two strangers in front of her vigilantly. Although her eyes had stopped bleeding, they were still in great pain.If the two of them hadn't spoken, she would have thought it was an illusion.

"Wow, her eyes are bleeding, she's scarier than a ghost!" the black-haired man yelled.

"Don't forget that you are a ghost." The white-haired man complained lightly.

The black-haired man touched his head, and his tone was full of surprise: "This is the first time I have met a living person who has no yin and yang eyes, but can see us in this state! Hey, her eyes seem to be different from ordinary people!"

Although the white-haired man was quite speechless about his frivolity, he observed it carefully: "It's not Yin and Yang eyes."

"Who are you?" Zuo Ji was full of doubts.

How would you describe the scene in front of you?In addition to the two people in black and white, she actually saw Zhishui not far away whose soul state was almost transparent!

"Since you can see us, it means you are not an ordinary person," the white-haired man said seriously, "I am a ghost who makes white, he is a ghost who makes black, and we are the guides of the underworld."

"Yes, yes, the death rate in this world is too high. I haven't rested today, and I feel like I've been hollowed out!" The black-haired man, also known as Ghost Messenger, said with a smile.

Ghost Messenger Bai glanced at Zuo Ji who was kneeling on the ground, although she was puzzled why she could see them, she still felt that work was the most important thing: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense, we should also lead this soul on the road gone."

After saying that, he waved the white flag, and was about to leave with his soul as usual, when his body suddenly couldn't move, and he lowered his head to realize that he was being tightly bound by black chains.

Looking up, I saw the faint expression of the girl in front of me, and saw her slightly part her lips, with a bit of ruthlessness in her tone: "Do you think I will let you take him away from my eyes?"

The author has something to say: For Danzo, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

In Japanese mythology, "Bietenshin" are all "alone gods" (unmarried) and "gods of invisibility" (regardless of worldly affairs, they live in seclusion after their bodies are formed).Here I still want to follow his original setting.I was surprised to see a speculation that Shisui became a shikigami below the article...

Next, let’s compare the gods. Many of the shikigami’s characters and backgrounds are secondary settings. Please treat them as originals, and don’t tell me that you don’t fit or anything.The author finally had the heart to recharge, so Zuo Ji's link will be online soon!