[Comprehensive] How to kill a rabid dog gently

Chapter 62 Sleeping With Flowers

The situation has become increasingly serious recently.

Even Cheng, who has been staying behind, is aware of this... Although Madara and Quanna don't want these things to increase her troubles, the more serious casualties, the more frequent clan meetings, and the silent The tension that spread was evidence that could not be concealed.

There are fewer and fewer people staying in the tribe.

Tajima, Madara, Quanna, and many other clansmen left here half a month ago. When they parted, everyone's expressions were not relaxed... For the past ten days, Cheng has not received any news. She knew that this might mean that the tense or intense situation had lasted for a long time, and the team going out had no room to send information to the clan...

In fact, this is already the most optimistic idea.

The weather is getting cooler.

Like every day in the past half month, one day while waiting, a leaf fell on Cheng's shoulder sitting in the backyard. She picked up the petiole and found that both sides of the leaf were completely soaked in yellow.

The pace of the arrival of autumn was finally gradually heard by her.

She sat there motionless, staring at the leaf for a long time, from the spots on the stalk to every tiny branch of the vein, to the tiny holes on the leaf surface that had been gnawed by insects and ants.

The calm was broken at this moment.

Cheng couldn't help being startled by the sudden uproar, she was keenly aware of the ominous meaning in the noise, Cheng stood up suddenly, the leaf was smashed by her eager action, Cheng had no time to pay attention to this trivial matter, she quickly Step out.

People gathered in one place in a clamorous manner, and Cheng saw a few faces in the crowd who accompanied her to leave the clan area half a month ago, but this not only did not make her feel relieved, but the feeling of uneasiness became more and more intense...

The people standing at the front suddenly became quiet, as if a sharp knife was splitting the crowd at a very slow speed, and people consciously separated to the two sides to make way.

Wherever this sharp blade touched, it seemed that even the sound was cut off, and the silence gradually spread, until finally there was only dead silence left.

Seeing someone in Madara's arms, Cheng walked solemnly to the middle of the crowd step by step, with Quanna following behind him.

Madara stopped, and gently put the person in his arms down.

Cheng saw that face clearly.

That is Uchiha Tajima.

He closed his eyes, his face looked calm, but the large bloodstains that had dried up on his clothes were still shocking.

"We had a very fierce battle with the Qianshou clan. In the decisive battle, we killed the patriarch of Qianshou, Qianshou Buddhajian..."

Cheng heard Madara's voice.

"At the same time, my father died in battle."

Madara raised his head, and in his blood-red eyes, the complex patterns that were different from the ordinary three-curved jade sharing sharing eyes were slowly turning.

Kaleidoscope writing wheel eye.

He said.

"From now on, I will succeed the head of the Uchiha clan."

Cheng seemed to be hit hard by something, she suddenly remembered the broken leaf that she held in her hand once.

Probably, this is the fate that everyone cannot escape.

——Tajima, Madara, Quanna, Cheng... Uchiha and Senju.

They are all a leaf of pain and confusion in the irresistible torrent, engulfed by the times.

This tragic battle will probably leave indelible marks in the hearts of all Uchihas.

Many Uchihas died.

Many thousand hands also died.

Uchiha lost the patriarch.

Uchiha got two kaleidoscope Sharingan holders, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Quanna.

In the case of heavy losses on both sides, both sides will get a period of recuperation.

The dilemma faced by Uchiha will be broken through because of Madara and Quanna's significantly improved combat power, but the gains and losses in it cannot be easily written off based on the final result.

In the hearts of human beings, if there is a gap, it will be very difficult to make up for it. After all, misfortune in the world has its own shape, and the missing piece of the puzzle may be the only piece that can be had in a lifetime... What's more, The pursuit of perfection is the real luxury.

Tajima's funeral is expected to take place on the third day after the team's return, followed by Madara's succession ceremony.

And now, although the ceremony has not yet been completed, as the eldest son, Madara must undertake the dispatch and arrangement of the internal affairs left behind by his father, including post-war revival and more importantly, the path that the future Uchiha clan will choose.

Quanna came to see Cheng during the night of the second day.

"Cheng."

She blinked her eyes, which were a little sore from long reading, and looked away from the open scroll.

"Quanna?"

"I'll come and see you." Quan Nai reached out and flipped through the pile of scrolls beside her, "What are these?"

"I tried to find records related to the kaleidoscope sharingan in the classics kept by the Uchiha family." She said a little hesitantly, "Quina, as far as the existing records are concerned, the kaleidoscope is the final form of the sharingan. It has a very powerful strength-enhancing effect on the user, but its side effects are also..."

Cheng stopped talking.

She suddenly realized that if she wanted to warn the other party about this, it would probably be a rather ridiculous and self-righteous move.

It is an insult to the sacrifices that most people have made so far when they are exhausted just trying to survive in the present.

"I'll find a way."

So, in the end, Cheng promised Quanna that.

She didn't know if Quan Nai thought he had made the promise seriously, but his expression relaxed a little.

"Thank you, Cheng."

Cheng remembered another kaleidoscope Sharingan holder who was not here.

"By the way, Madara... are you okay?"

"The preparations that should be made have been completed, so I came here, but, brother..." Quan Nai's expression was slightly dim, "He still has pain in his heart."

"Brother, he is too gentle, so he always wants to bear everything alone, but even if he is a brother, he has to bear the fate of the entire Uchiha—"

"Quinai."

Cheng suddenly called out to him.

Quan Nai looked at her, the girl's dark eyes were shining like stars.

"It's going to be okay, Izuna," she said. "Madara and you and me—both of us."

"... Cheng."

The gloom gathered between his brows finally dissipated at this moment, and Quan Nai showed a shallow smile.

"You know, I will always believe what you say... even if you are lying."

Cheng retorted very seriously.

"I'm not lying."

"I know."

Quan Nai got up, and the shadow he cast on the wall also swayed.

"I still have some things to deal with... Rest early, you will also participate in the ceremony as a female family member of the patriarch's family tomorrow."

Probably because the girl nodded very well, Quanna couldn't help touching her hair, and when she touched the end of her hair, a strand of it gently wrapped around his fingertips before parting.

He suddenly felt an unknown throbbing.

"Izuna, see you tomorrow."

tomorrow……

He closed his eyes for a short while, and the words flitted lightly from his heart like a feather.

There are still many tomorrows, we can meet each other.

Quan Nai opened his eyes, and the girl was still in front of him.

After Quanna left, Cheng glanced at the night outside, and decided to end the night here.

She closed the window, put the scroll away, and put out the light.

But when she closed her eyes, she couldn't fall asleep for a long time. After a while, Cheng finally gave up trying. She sat up, stared at the faint moonlight reflected on the wall, then put on her coat and walked out the door. .

She originally wanted to go through the corridor to the other end, but when she passed somewhere, she saw a vague figure on the other side of the door.Cheng stopped there, then walked forward.

The moment she opened the door, the people sitting there also turned their heads... It was the first time that the two met alone in the past few days.

Madara lowered his gaze slowly.

"... Cheng."

"Aren't you sleeping, Madara?"

She took a few steps forward and sat beside him.

"..."

Seeing that Madara didn't answer, Cheng continued talking on his own.

"I'm sorry, Madara, I know you want to be alone, but you've probably had enough alone these days, right?" she said, "Because, before he left, Uncle Tajima gave me special instructions—"

Madara couldn't help turning her face away, and Cheng straightly met his gaze.

"He said, if I'm not here, Madara and Quanna will leave you alone."

Cheng smiled bitterly.

"Now I understand what it means. He must have had a premonition about today before he left... Anyway, Madara, I think he said this to me from the standpoint of a father, not a patriarch. of."

"So, although I often feel that my abilities are insufficient, since Uncle Tajima told me so..." she said, "So, to a certain extent, I am indeed someone who can be entrusted to?"

Cheng asked him.

"Please tell me something, Madara."

He didn't answer quickly, only the rustling of leaves under the moonlight for a while.

a long time.

"...I used to think that my father and I would not understand each other, because he never agreed with my ideals."

He said.

"However, I watched the moment when he died, and suddenly realized that at least at that moment, he was simply fighting to protect something, and now... I wonder if he also sat alone in the middle of the night Here, I have seen the same scenery as me."

I don't know if it was because of a gust of wind, Madara's voice sounded a little far away.

"Cheng, I dreamed of ending disputes by making everyone understand each other."

She listened quietly.

"But even my father and I couldn't quite pull it off."

Madara was silent for a while.

"Maybe it's just a fantasy."

"Madara, let people understand each other..."

Cheng said the second half of the sentence slowly but firmly.

"I don't think it's possible."

"It's not anyone's fault...it's just that it's really difficult." She said, "For example, you and I, no matter how much we want to show our hearts to each other, there will definitely be shadows Part—it’s not that we deliberately conceal it, it’s just that even we ourselves may not be able to truly understand ourselves, and the things we pursue are changing from time to time.”

——"But, Madara, even so, I don't think your wish is just a fantasy."

"This is by no means a fantasy."

"Even if there are many differences between people, I believe there will always be a common feeling."

Madara felt her body temperature approaching, and then, first her slightly curved little finger touched him, and then the girl held his hand.

"We all want the world to be kind to us and our loved ones to be happy...so we pray for peace."

"Peace……"

Madara said.

"It's so far away."

"That's not what you think, Madara, I know you're different."

"I can't think of anyone but you who can carry the will of the dead and still find a way to peace."

--"spot."

She seemed a little tired, the girl put her arms around Madara's arm and closed her eyes.

"I want to see the day you change the world."

"So, until that day comes, will you always be by my side?"

She did not hear.

Madara watched her, like watching a delicate flower resting by the lake.

It is so weak that people dare not pick it up easily, but for no reason, people feel that as long as they are by its side, they can get peace and sleep.

"See you tomorrow, Cheng."