Ninjas should be dressed in meat

Chapter 216 A Fake Life
The person who came should be a very self-disciplined guy, following the rules of a ninja, he sneaked up on the mountainside behind Shiraki, intending to launch a one-hit kill in the dark.

But as we all know, what assassins are most afraid of is tanks, and the damage is like scraping, and Baimu is not in vain.

"Uchiha Leap of Faith!"

Shisui's attack was an absolute dead end from top to bottom, while Shiraki still leaned unconsciously in the hot spring, enjoying the last lesson of life comfortably.

"Let's end it..." Like a silent eagle strike, a Kunai hit the back of Bai Mu's head, and there was a sound of steel. Zhishui even felt a pain in his wrist, and quickly slapped the ground with his palm, facing backwards Quickly retreat.

Bai Mu felt that he had been hit by a sap, and there was snowflakes in front of his eyes. When he recovered, he saw a pair of three-goed jade scarlet sharing sharing eyes of the assailant.

"Oh, let me go, the curly-haired Uchiha... is it Uchiha Shisui?" Shiraki was taken aback, and quickly counted up the eighteen generations of ancestors to make sure that he was still himself.

But thinking that Laiqing had fought against Zhishui before, he must have been on this battlefield.

"Trigger task: Get a pair of Kaleidoscope Sharingan"

"Reward: All skills of Eye of the Void"

"Although I've always wanted this...but such a task suddenly appeared in the system, which makes it difficult for me." Bai Mu looked at the boy who already had a kaleidoscope and felt a headache.

Other gods can tamper with people's will for the rest of their lives. I'm afraid they won't be able to purify it. What if they accidentally get tricked and become an old pervert by Zhishui?
But the temptation of the eye of the void... who can resist it.

Come on then!First come a wave of mouth suppression.

Zhishui rubbed his wrists, frowned and looked at Bai Mu, wondering what kind of back of his head could be so hard.

Baimu Gada Gada twisted his neck, stood up from the hot spring, and whispered behind him without turning his head: "Aren't you always curious about my identity? Then listen to me without missing a word. "

"???" Ye Naiyu was slightly stunned, and with a touch of bewilderment put on the bathrobe on him, he hid behind a stone and hid himself. The second commandment of being a spy is never to die by one's own hands.

"Shisui, we finally met. As expected of the Uchiha tribe I admire, his shots are really sharp." Shiraki brushed his long black hair and said with a smile.

"Do we know each other?" Zhishui looked at the strange masked man in front of him strangely, and his voice seemed not much louder than his own.

"Hehe...Of course, you are of course seeing me for the first time, but your life has always been controlled by me. Have you ever seen a puppet show? I am the one behind you...child." Bai Mu joked, crossing his arms Looking at Zhishui.

"It turned out to be a psychopath..." Zhishui muttered, feeling really unlucky, and decided to turn around and leave.

"Cough... I know, who can't accept that their life is a game at the mercy of others. After all, when you were four years old, the blind old man you met under the cliff, who would have thought that he is not your grandfather at all... "Bai Mu's face was full of jokes.

Zhishui was stunned, and slowly turned around.

"When you were six years old, you met Miss Shizuka who sprained her ankle in the forest. The weather was really good that day, and everything created the most peaceful atmosphere. You became good friends, and she even gave you a hyacinth Flower, if you question it a little more, you might want to understand why an ordinary hyacinth hasn't withered for so many years." Bai Mu continued to laugh: "Do you still remember how she died?"

There was a flash of surprise in Zhishui's eyes, as if he had woken up from countless nightmares in his childhood: "Jingxiang...I took her to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise...she slipped and slipped...I killed her ..."

"No, she didn't die, or... Shizuka never existed, and everything you experienced in your life was manipulated by me... Tsk, it's funny, who would have thought that the person I fell in love with, The Sharingan that was opened for the first time turned out to be only one gouyu, which made me almost give up on you." Bai Mu laughed self-deprecatingly.

No Naiyu was confused when he heard it not far away: "What nonsense is he talking about, is he writing a novel?"

"What... What on earth are you talking about..." Zhishui stared at Bai Mu, his eyes trembling constantly.

"Idiot! Don't you understand yet? Your life is a script written by me! Your first love, your comrades-in-arms, how old you were when you hit the plane, and everything you do is followed on stage. My silk thread is dancing!" Bai Mu laughed.

"Impossible! I have always been myself, and I have never listened to anyone's mercy!" Zhishui's eyes widened angrily.

"The puppets on the stage can't see the manipulator behind the scenes, and they think they are a free person." Bai Mu snapped his fingers.

Ah Fei grinned, jumped off his body, twisted a few times, and turned into a six-year-old girl with blood on the corner of her mouth, fell precariously to the ground, stretched out her hand to grab Zhishui, and muttered to Zhishui name.

"..." Zhishui gritted his teeth tightly, knowing that it was fake, but still couldn't help feeling sad from the bottom of his heart.

In the blink of an eye, Ah Fei's whole body melted, and he turned into another boy with a bright smile. With a big hole in his chest, he fell backwards slowly.

This was Zhishui's former best friend, and also the opportunity for him to start Ergouyu.

Change again... Change again... Change again...

All the passers-by in life are all interpreted by A Fei. They are all actors, who touch the thread of Zhishui's life, and finally stop on a blind old man.

This is his grandfather, Uchiha Kagami, or at least that's what he calls himself.

He said that because of his willful arrogance when he was young, the second generation of Hokage was in crisis. A large number of companions sacrificed to save him. After exhausting his pupil power, he lost his sight and had no face to face the people of Konoha, so he simply hid in the countryside Be a blind man who plays the erhu in an ordinary way.

The two met by chance when they were four years old. Zhishui was still the tail of a crane that couldn't even put a fireball in. He was complaining dejectedly in the back hill. It was at this time that the blind old man appeared to encourage him, teach him, and teach him the will of fire. , teach him how to love others, train his teleportation, illusion...

Zhishui's childhood has run through his figure, and 90% of the credit for him being able to become the instant Zhishui is due to the careful teaching of the old man.

Zhishui, who lost his parents since he was a child, the blind old man was his most respected and loved person, and he also killed him himself.

That day was his eternal nightmare. The blind old man's old disease relapsed and he was about to die. It should have been a miserable parting.

But the blind old man exhausted his last bit of strength, cursing Zhishui with a hoarse voice, calling him a waste, and stretching out his dry hands to goug his eyes.

He also revealed his purpose that he had hidden all his life. He hid in the mountains not because of guilt, but because he failed to seize power, was severely injured by Hiruza Sarutobi and fell into a cliff, relying on Izanaki to live come over.

He is not reconciled, he wants revenge, he wants to regain the position of Hokage!

He needs Shisui's Kaleidoscope Sharingan. He has always given Shisui love and taught him to be a strong man, just to take away his kaleidoscope, restore the light, and then take revenge.

His love has always been hypocritical, he hated Zhishui for being a waste, he couldn't open the kaleidoscope until his old injury broke out and he was dying, he completely tore off the mask of hypocrisy, cursed with the last bit of strength, clasped his hands together Shui's eyes, claiming to take back everything he gave Shisui...

In a panic, Zhishui pulled out his ribs and stabbed to death the grandfather who was closest to him. He was in great pain and didn't understand why his grandfather became like this. He even hoped that he could change his grandfather's thinking and become that kind elder again.

So "Bie Tian Shen" appeared.

……

Why does Bai Mu know so much?It's what A Fei told him.

Ever since he knew that Hei Jue's real goal was Zhishui, Bai Mu has been paying attention to this matter, and often asked A Fei to inquire about Zhishui with other Bai Jue.

The group of Bai Jue are all extras from the Black Jue school who performed Zhi Shui's life in the past, and they are also a group of talkative people who can't keep a little secret. A Fei just shared a little joke, and they scrambled to drag out all the information they knew. .

Shiraki, who knew the truth, was also in a cold sweat. If he hadn't known everything about the ninja world, he would almost have thought that he was also a person whose fate was manipulated, and he also admired Heijue, the black hand of the ninja world.

Heijue originally planned to use this to blacken Zhishui, but who knew that Shiraki recommended Obito, and Madara Lord also liked him, so he used him as a backup.

It's just that since Shiraki inherited Madara's name, everything about Madara belongs to him.

"Who the hell are you!" Zhishui believed everything at this time, his eyes were bloodshot, staring at Baimu like a hungry wolf.

"Hahahaha..." Bai Mu suddenly laughed madly covering his mask, and roared in an almost crazy tone:

"Listen carefully, standing in front of you is a great dancer who, under the vicissitudes of fate, plays the dual roles of winner and loser at the same time. This mask is not only a vanity decoration, but also a An afterimage of an embarrassing voice that has now vanished.

However, my anger at those failures in the past is still vivid now. I swear that I will take back everything that I deserve. The seat of Hokage sits an incompetent, greedy, hypocritical and cowardly usurper who has stolen what we once exchanged with blood. of glory.

The only verdict for those poisonous insects is revenge, and the revenge with votive will not be in vain, because its value and authenticity will one day prove to those vigilant and noble people that I am right.

To be honest, my messy hydrographic-like wording is undoubtedly lengthy and cumbersome, so, in the end, please allow me to simply add, my name..."

"Uchiha Madara!"

Like a leader standing on the stage at the end of his speech, Shiraki bowed heavily towards the depths of the jungle. He knew that there were several other people hidden there who hadn't shown up.

Silence...absolute silence...

It was as if the sound of the battle in the thick fog below the mountain had dissipated.

Uchiha Madara... This name listed as Konoha's taboo name resounded in the land of fire again, and everyone couldn't believe it for the first time.

"Cheating... He must be lying again... How could the dead person be resurrected, it must be a lie..." Nonaiyu took a deep breath to comfort himself.

"Uchiha Madara? Impossible." Sarutobi Shinnosuke looked at his wife, and the two shook their heads at the same time. The younger generation may not know Uchiha Madara, but they, as Hokage's lineage, know clearly how terrible he is.

No matter what the truth is, try to kill it first.

"Why me...why did you choose me to bear this pain..." Zhishui knelt on the ground in pain, as if he had lost all his strength.

"After all, I am a descendant of Uchiha mirror, and there will always be some extraordinary talents... Stand up, Uchiha man, bet your eyes and fight me! Let me see how big the puppet I am pulling strings measure!" Shiraki threatened Shishui condescendingly with his arms folded.

"Even if I'm really a puppet...I will try my best to break free!" Zhishui suddenly raised his head, and the extremely fast spinning kaleidoscopic windmill was already imprinted in Bai Mu's eyes.

"The Art of Illusion Golden Binding!!!"

Bai Mu was instantly pulled into a blood-colored dusk, his body was locked by more than a dozen thick iron chains, and the desolate dead tree in front of him was full of red-eyed crows. Pounce.

"It's really disappointing. I taught you illusion to deal with me. Is this the only level? Using your poor other gods may still be a little threatening." The black crow vanished into thin air, and was controlled for less than a second.

"..." Zhishui is still hesitating. After all, if you use illusions of the level of other gods, once you use them, you will lose all your pupil power, which is equivalent to blindness, and the secrets you have hidden that no one has told you have already been told lightly by him. Come out, it shows that Uchiha Madara has nothing to fear. After all, no matter how invincible the gods are, it is also necessary to judge the gap between the spiritual energy of the two sides. In his state of ashes and depression, how can his spiritual energy be stronger than Uchiha who is actually full of fighting spirit? wave spots.

"Heh... really boring, don't you even have this bit of tolerance? Then I will show you what is the real illusion." Bai Mu suddenly opened his eyes angrily, and EX released fear and contempt at the same time.

In an instant, the world was illusory, and Zhishui seemed to see an extremely majestic man standing on the top of the mountain. The monstrous momentum surged like a tsunami, and behind him was a twisted and grotesque ancient fear.

The disgusting, muddy face seemed to be covered with a layer of cobwebs, dirty, filthy, dark, corrupt, desperate, all the evil words used on it could not be fully described.

Zhishui wanted to escape, but his legs were as soft as dough. He could only watch as his rotten and withered claws grabbed him and slowly pulled him towards its huge and ugly face. The breath of fire lingers.

It held Zhishui's body and gradually pulled it towards itself. Where it should have eyes, there is only a thin layer of scabbed skin covering the empty eye sockets. Where the mouth is, it is a deep hole. , there are illusory echoes constantly coming out: "Ancient...fear..."

A person's physical energy is constant, but mental energy fluctuates. When the fighting spirit is high, the spirit becomes high, and when the mood is low, the spirit is sluggish. This is why Kakashi can always think about it in times of crisis. Lin thinks about Obito and thinks about the continuation of Intimate Paradise that I haven't seen, and I can squeeze out more chakra.

It stands to reason that Shisui, as a phantom ninja, is definitely more spiritual than Shiraki, but from his series of second-hand operations in the original book, it can be found that this guy is a sentimental and indecisive person.

After knowing that I lived for 12 years, I suddenly discovered one day that my friends around me are fake, my teachers are fake, my relatives are fake, everything in my life is fake, and my life is a doll manipulated by others. His spiritual world completely collapsed.

So Bai Mu's two illusions took effect, and it was the weak point crit that took effect.

Zhishui, who was terrified by EX, was like a lost dog whose spine was broken one day, kneeling softly on the ground, his eyes trembling and full of fear.

"It's really disappointing...then give your eyes to me." Bai Mu stood in front of Zhishui, stretched out a tentacle to tightly strangle him around his neck, lifted him to the same level as himself, and slowly moved his right hand into his eyes.

"Huh..." Bai Mu was a little hesitant to let go, it was easy for him to kill a person, but just thinking about picking out the sticky eyeballs with his fingers really made one's scalp tingle.

"It's okay... Come on! Why don't you just dig out Sharingan, it's as simple as pulling out the USB plug..."

After finally making up his mind, a white light flashed in front of his eyes, the tip of Shiraki's tentacles broke instantly, and the other person withdrew while holding Zhishui's body.

"Damn it... why did Shisui fail all of a sudden!" Sarutobi Shinnosuke cursed secretly.

(End of this chapter)