Blind Uchiha and Platinum Star

Chapter 222 Chapter 220: 'Lie' and 'Gift'

Crazy. Evidence?

"What are you talking about? Seiichi"

How to understand this sentence?

Which side is it?
Is it what you think?

Obito has never felt so uncomfortable in the body wrapped by Bai Ze, as if being bitten by insects.

He scratched his back vigorously as if a little manic.

"Seiichi! What on earth do you mean!"

But the teenager who was questioned by him did not reply.

After a long silence, the young man leaned slightly under the rising sun.

He lifted the big bowl wrapped in oiled paper.

Inside are sesame seed cakes without much oil.

The appearance is much worse than the ones sold in Konoha Uchiha Street, and the fragrance is also very weak.

Picking up a sesame seed cake in the bowl, he lightly bit it down.

For the first time, some didn't even bite.

He chewed carefully.
There is no filling in the biscuits, and the taste is extremely rough.

Maybe I didn't even use enough clean flour.
It is rougher than the marching rations generally used by ninjas.

"It's cold. It's not delicious."

"Boom!!!"

The sesame seed cake with a corner missing flew out of his hand.

Like a wheel, it rolled into the valley where the twilight faded under the big sun.

The boy with a distorted face pinned the insensitive guy to the ground.

He grabbed the corner of another indifferent young man's clothes with one hand, and clenched his fist like a stone with the other hand, but he couldn't help shaking.

Streaks of bright red trickled down from the cheeks of the young man below him.

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"I was the one who was beaten and hurt"

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"why are you crying?"

The boy who swung his fist seemed to be trembling and crying.

The bloody boy seemed fearless and felt nothing.

"Why would you do such a thing?"

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"Why are you so indifferent! What does your appearance mean!!!"

Every word and every word of the young man covered by the distorted mask is like a murderous heart.

He was crying... because the guy he trusted the most didn't seem to have any remorse at all.

"Don't you feel pain?"

His numbness was the real reason for the heartbreak of the beating boy.

The Seiichi he knew was definitely not such a guy.

At least it shouldn't be.
"Of course it hurts."

The young man who was knocked down on the ground did not resist at all, allowing the bright red blood to slide down from his cheeks.

"and then?"

However, his expression remained the same.

"Do you want me to cry?"

"Will you feel better if I cry?"

After a little silence, he asked again.

"Or would it be better for me to apologize?"

"no!!!"

Obito growled at him, but there was nothing he could do.

Just ask for help, like that old man. Ask and pray.

"Why are you."

"Don't save her?"

"I can't save it!!!"

The numb boy's voice became intense.

But the anger faded quickly, and his face became numb again.

"I've told her both."

"This area has long since ceased to have any villages, nor any other living people."

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"I can't save her."

It was meaningless to save her crippled body.

Everything she owned, and everything she expected...had been destroyed long ago.

Perhaps only in the dream, she can be satisfied.

Just like everyone knows that there have never been gods and Buddhas in this world.

But he will believe in gods and Buddhas.

After another long silence, Obito's voice became lower and lower.

"Why do you want to attack them"

"Aren't they innocent?"

It's clearly a question, but it's more like a plea.

He couldn't understand that a guy who would only become more and more perfect in his eyes would become like this.

"Of course innocent. Of course I didn't shoot them."

The corners of his mouth under Obito's mask became more and more bitter. He couldn't bear to look around at the tragedy, so he just closed his eyes and shook his head: "Do you know what you're talking about?!"

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"I didn't shoot them. It's just that I didn't stop because of them."

Inexplicably, Obito once again remembered the gloom on Seiichi's body that seemed to have never been faked when the two of them were on the training ground.

It seems to be obsessed and difficult to express the 'regret'.

"Aren't the things you said before lying to me to encourage and improve your spiritual power!"

"I never said that was a lie, Obito."

"I'm literally...crazy."

"Everything you see is proof of it."

After a long period of sluggishness.

"Why are you like this"

".yes."

"Why am I like this?"

Their eyes met, numbness and confusion collided.

"Now, do you still think that I will save you because I have other plans?"

"All of this is a reason."

all of these.
Obito finally looked around again, looking at the shimmering light under the sun, at the pile of white bones, at the old man in the pool of blood
for no reason
He thought of the red-soaked soil under another blood moon, and the bloody truth
What right do I have to blame you
There is a word 'slander' echoing in my mind.

That sentence made him sad, and he spurned him, and made him suffer from the vicious 'slander' that was treated coldly.

'The Uchiha clan is inherently evil. '

He was a little bewildered.

Suddenly, I didn't know why I was angry at Cheng Yi.

Some don't understand why they cry because of his 'evil deeds'.

Looking back, there is a broken mountain forest behind, as if trampled and destroyed by countless wild beasts, like a blank place in the mountain forest savagely rushed by a tailed beast
He finally understood where Seiichi's so-called 'another train of thought' came from.

This valley was his 'end' at that time.

Just follow the 'road' that was broken and dug by the old man's god.

It was enough for them to find the 'cause' at that time.

The thoughts in Obito's mind are like a group of exploded spider webs, random and sticky.
I can't understand anything, I can't understand anything.

Yes. Disappointed?
It seems that I am not qualified to say such things to my benefactor.

Finally, Obito let go.

"That's enough. I don't want to bother with your business."

He stood up from Seiichi's body, and let go of Baiji's protection of his head.

Obito wiped his face vigorously, completely erasing the traces of tears from it.

With a slap on his cheeks, he seemed to regain his strength in a short period of time.

"What next? Let's go along this way?"

"No" Chengyi slowly supported his body from the ground, as if this body made him feel tired.

"no need."

"Let's go directly to the country of Sichuan."

".why?"

If it was planned long ago to enter the country of Sichuan, then what was the purpose of all the previous work?
Does Seiichi not want to take 'them' home?
"Don't you think that the sinner who caused all this shouldn't have such a perfect ending?"

"Seiichi, I don't mean that."

"I know"

The corner of Seiichi's mouth seems to be smiling, laughing at how a guy like himself still wants to pursue his own 'perfection'.

"I just didn't expect it to end like this."

He never thought of deliberately harming these innocent creatures. But they died because of him, there is no doubt about it.

"Give me some time to calm down, let's continue the mission."

For him, carrying out a mission with a stated goal compares to this entanglement that makes his stomach cramp.

On the contrary, it will only make him feel calm.

Don't think about right and wrong, just think about the feeling of success and failure. It's actually very relaxing.

He was even a little envious of the powerful spirit like Madara who never repents and even needs to die twice before repenting.

It's not a kind of happiness to be such a simple-minded guy.

Before leaving, Chengyi once again looked back at the valley where "miracles" were recorded and his crimes were told.

He seemed to be looking for the biscuit he bit into in his vision.

but he couldn't find
Without the help of Sharingan, and without the words of Platinum Star.
How much better is his vision compared to ordinary people?
Uchiha Seiichi stood in front of the 'sacrifice' and pointed like a sword, as if lightly touching his forehead.

He also seemed to be praying, just like those people who prayed to the gods.

That's not god.

that's me.

I am not a god.
I am powerless to save, I am powerless to make up, and I am powerless to bestow upon you.
but your wish, your sacrifice
I do, have received it.

This is not a gift from God.

this is only.
my confession.

It is I who will go down the road of redemption.

I will make this world free from disputes.
give me some time.

I assure you.

In the valley, there seems to be a slight breeze.

The twilight covered by the big sun is like the sun in the sky, and it also emits bursts of warmth.

The biscuits missing a corner, as if attracted by some kind
It stumbled and rolled into the pool of blood.
It's missing a corner and saw it
There seemed to be a hint of a smile on the old man's face.

What kind of gift did her "Master God" give her?
What kind of scene did she see before falling into the dream?
Her lips seemed to squirm slightly, as if she was talking in her sleep
like saying
'It's so warm.'

(End of this chapter)