Chapter 157: It's normal for brothers to wrestle, right?

"On this day of spring and green, where heaven and man grieve together, we carry an incomparably painful mood to send off our relative, a beloved big brother, a family elite who died young..."

Uchiha Tajima's tiger eyes contained tears. He used his trembling hands to smooth the wrinkles on Uchiha Gin's "corpse's" clothes, his tone carrying a sob. On the surface, he looked extremely painful, but in his heart, he had a different face:

"Gin, how long are you planning to pretend? Uncle is running out of lines!"

Uchiha Tajima, who had just been pulled into the cast group, after a brief curiosity, gave Uchiha Gin's mental body a scolding.

"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon!"

Tsk, if he can be the clan leader with this little ink in his stomach, the Uchiha are truly declining.

Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes speechlessly, and the chakra that had been cooling for a long time in his body began to stir with his thoughts.

"Father, please restrain your grief. Cousin, if he has a spirit in heaven, wouldn't want you to be in such pain."

Uchiha Madara, who had quietly wiped away his tears, stood out and placed his hand on Uchiha Tajima's shoulder, comforting him in a low voice.

For Uchiha Gin's sacrifice, how could he not be sad? Even if he had opened the legendary Mangekyō, Uchiha Madara had no joy at this moment.

Lowering his eyelids, his pitch-black eyes were full of uncontrollable sadness. If it weren't for wanting to cheer himself up, Cousin wouldn't have organized special training. If it weren't for special training, they wouldn't have come to the Nanhechuan River. If they hadn't come to the Nanhechuan River, Uchiha Gin wouldn't have...

At this moment, Uchiha Madara's train of thought formed a closed loop.

It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, Cousin wouldn't have died!

Thinking this way, Uchiha Madara immediately became as depressed as Uchiha Tajima, and warm tears slowly welled up from his eye sockets.

I am the culprit who killed Cousin...

He then knelt on the ground, falling into deep emo, unable to extricate himself.

"Big Cousin..."

Don't even mention Izuna, this kid. He kept muttering Uchiha Gin's name, and his tears flowed continuously like the Water Release: Great Dam Break.

"Uh..."

Only Uchiha Zhili, who was standing blankly on the side, had her beautiful eyes half-open, her gaze drifting. She was struggling in her heart whether she should join in, otherwise, her expressionless self would appear so out of place in this sad atmosphere.

"Gin~~~"

Uchiha Tajima cried like a cuckoo, his high-pitched voice making the girl have goosebumps all over.

Forget it, the clan leader's acting is really too spicy for the eyes. I'd better hide quietly.

Hurry up, Mr. Gin, I can't hold on much longer.

Uchiha Zhili subconsciously clasped her hands and prayed in her heart.

"Little Zhili, don't be too sad, Cousin, he... Huh? Huh?? Huh!!!"

Uchiha Izuna, with tears streaming down his face, looked at the girl who was praying and comforted her, imitating his big brother's tone.

Following his words, his eyes subconsciously looked at Uchiha Gin's "remains," and the strange scene that occurred made him so surprised he lost his voice.

"Izuna, in such a serious atmosphere, don't make strange noises."

Uchiha Madara, who had recovered a little, heard his brother's strange cry and scolded him.

"No, no, no... you guys look quickly! The third eye tattoo on Cousin's forehead!"

Uchiha Izuna, who had finally closed his mouth, pointed tremblingly at Uchiha Gin's forehead, his eyes full of surprise.

"So what if it's a tattoo..."

Uchiha Madara, hearing this, frowned and looked up. He knew about the strange tattoo on Uchiha Gin's forehead that was red to black, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, it was normal to have some tattoos on the body in this day and age.

He might even tattoo his favorite pattern on his chest in the future.

"Huh?"

But when he looked at Uchiha Gin's forehead, he also made the same surprised sound as Izuna.

Everyone heard this and looked sideways, four pairs of eyes staring fixedly at Uchiha Gin, who was lying quietly on the ground.

Only to see Uchiha Gin, whose face was peaceful as if he were sleeping, had the black tattoo on his forehead actually flashing with red light. Several twisted tentacles seemed to sprout, spreading slowly along his fair skin with the pattern as the center.

Strands of black-red patterns climbed onto Uchiha Gin's face in an orderly manner, intertwining and advancing, drawing a bewitching pattern on his handsome face.

With the spread of the patterns, the stunned people suddenly sensed a powerful vitality erupting from Uchiha Gin's body. The people, shocked, opened their Sharingan one after another, trying to find the mystery within.

"That is?"

Uchiha Izuna, with his rough personality, was the first to speak. Under the enhancement of the Sharingan, he could clearly see the chakra containing majestic vitality gushing out from the patterns on Uchiha Gin's forehead, merging into Cousin's dried-up body along the meridians.

"This aura?"

Uchiha Madara's eyes were full of horror. He also saw the chakra merging into Uchiha Gin's body, but what shocked him even more was that with the flow of chakra, the body that had lost its vitality was actually slowly recovering.

Uchiha Gin's wounds began to heal rapidly, and the hideous wound on his chest disappeared without a trace after a burst of white smoke, leaving no trace of injury on his fair skin.

"Thump!"

!!!

A slight beating sound rang in the ears of the few people. Everyone was an elite ninja whose five senses far exceeded ordinary people. Hearing this familiar sound, they all subconsciously held their breath, their breathing covering the sound of the beating.

"Thump! Thump!"

The four people held their breath and pinched their hearts, letting them stop beating temporarily, and the beating sound in their ears became more and more obvious and powerful.

"Hoo~"

After hearing the regular beating of the heart, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Uchiha Gin's peaceful face again, they found that the lips that were pale just now had been dyed with a crimson that indicated vitality.

Uchiha Izuna leaned down, pressed his ear to Uchiha Gin's chest, felt the slightly rising and falling chest, and his joy was beyond words. He raised his head excitedly, his voice trembling:

"Big... Big Cousin, seems to have come alive!"

Uchiha Tajima flashed, moved instantly to Uchiha Gin's side, pressed his hand on his head, and while pretending to investigate, looked at the bewitching patterns on his big nephew's face, thinking in his heart:

"Gin, this move of yours looks quite bluffing!"

"What do you mean bluffing? This is the ceiling of medical ninjutsu, Creation Rebirth. Have you heard of it? You can live even if you're chopped in half!"

Hearing the uncle's sarcasm, Uchiha Gin was furious. Previously, because there was no Yin Seal, many supporting skills brushed out by Tsunade couldn't be used. Now, the Creation Rebirth he was performing was one of them.

"Hehe, that's really amazing~"

Uchiha Tajima began to be sarcastic.

"Alright, hurry up and carry me back. This matter is considered over."

Uchiha Gin didn't want to endure this humiliation anymore and urged Uchiha Tajima to run away quickly. This place shouldn't be stayed in for long. The movement just now was so big; if it alarmed the Senju clan, wouldn't his script be exposed?

"Father, how is Cousin?"

Seeing Uchiha Tajima open his eyes, Uchiha Madara beside him asked with a worried expression.

"Gin's spirit is fine, and his body has just recovered its vitality, but for some reason, he has fallen into a coma. The specific situation still needs to be sent to the clan for examination by a professional medical team."

Uchiha Tajima's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, revealing a smile that made everyone feel at ease.

"Then let's go quickly!"

The overjoyed little cousin picked up Uchiha Gin. Feeling the warm aura on his body, a joy of regaining what was lost filled his heart.

Hey! Big Cousin didn't die, my lucky money is continued!

"Be careful, Izuna."

Looking at Uchiha Izuna's rough movements, Uchiha Madara frowned and reminded him. Saying this, he also walked over to help, and the two of them, one on the left and one on the right, drove Uchiha Gin to the middle and flew toward the clan land.

Uchiha Tajima and Uchiha Zhili, who followed behind, had their own thoughts, especially the purple-haired girl, who looked at the patterns on Uchiha Gin's face with a thoughtful look.

In the opposite direction from where they left, two figures slowed down their pace. Senju Tobirama, with a bare upper body, threw the disheveled Senju Hashirama to the ground with a look of relief.

"Sigh, finally finished acting. It almost tired me to death."

"Hey hey hey, I'm still a wounded person! My stupid little brother~"

Senju Hashirama, sitting on the ground, rolled his eyes, not seeing the seriousness of the battle just now at all, and said to Senju Tobirama in a teasing tone.

"Shut up! We're already here, what are you still acting for."

Senju Tobirama had black lines all over his face, showing a very disgusted expression.

"Sigh, shouldn't we dispel it? The main body specifically warned us not to let others see us."

Senju Hashirama stood up from the ground, his honest face carrying a bit of worry. This direction was not far from the Senju camp. If they ran into someone from the Senju clan, wouldn't they be exposed?

"Hmph! How could it be such a coincidence? We might only come out once in our lives; shouldn't we have a good time?"

Senju Tobirama clearly inherited a bit of the charm of the person being imitated. His scarlet eyeballs rolled around, looking like he didn't want to disappear just like that.

"My stupid little brother, this kind of thing can't..."

Senju Hashirama's chakra clone inherited some of the personality of the chakra owner. He immediately frowned, grabbed Senju Tobirama's arm, and tried to stop his overstepping behavior.

"Ah! Clan Leader? Second-in-command? You guys..."

Just then, a suspicious voice rang in the ears of the two. Their hearts sank.

It's over, what we fear comes.

Only to see a team of women walking out of the jungle not far away. The leader was a cold-faced, tall, long-haired woman.

Only to see her long, narrow phoenix eyes filled with doubt. The voice just now should have been made by her.

"Cough, cough... we were... wrestling! Tobirama, right?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 158 =====