Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 157 It’s normal for two brothers to wrestle, right?
"On this day when spring is in full bloom and heaven and earth are in mourning, it is with great sorrow that we bid farewell to a loved one, a beloved brother, and a family elite who passed away at a young age."

Uchiha Tajima Tiger's eyes were filled with tears. He used trembling hands to smooth out the wrinkles on Uchiha Gin's "corpse" clothes. His tone was choked with sobs. On the surface, he seemed extremely sad, but in his heart, he was showing another expression.
"Ah Yin, how long are you going to keep pretending? Uncle is almost out of words!"

Uchiha Tajima, who had just been pulled into the crew, was curious for a moment, and then he started to scold Uchiha Gin's spirit body.

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

Tsk, he can still be the clan leader with such little knowledge, the Uchiha clan is considered to be in decline.

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

"Father, I am deeply saddened. My cousin would not want you to suffer like this if he were still alive."

Uchiha Madara quietly wiped away his tears and stood up, put his hand on Uchiha Tajima's shoulder, and whispered to comfort him,
He was very sad about Uchiha Gin's sacrifice. Even after opening the legendary Mangekyo, Uchiha Madara did not feel happy at all at this moment.

He lowered his eyelids, his dark eyes were filled with uncontrollable sadness. If it wasn't for him to cheer himself up, his cousin wouldn't have organized special training. If it wasn't for special training, they wouldn't have come to the Nanga River. If they hadn't come to the Nanga River, Uchiha Gin wouldn't have...
At this moment, Uchiha Madara's brain circuit formed a closed loop.
It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, my cousin wouldn't have died!

Thinking of this, Uchiha Madara suddenly became as depressed as Uchiha Tajima, and warm tears slowly flowed out of his eyes.

I am the culprit who killed my cousin.
Then he fell to his knees, lost in a deep emo mood, unable to extricate himself.

"Big cousin"

Don't even mention this kid Izuna, he kept muttering Uchiha Gin's name and his tears kept flowing like the Water Style Dam Shuha Jutsu.

"Forehead"

The only one standing aside was Uchiha Jiji, his beautiful eyes half-open and his gaze wandering. He was struggling in his heart whether he should join in or not, otherwise his expressionless face would seem so out of place in this sad atmosphere.

"Ah Yin~~~"

Uchiha Tajima cried like a cuckoo, and his high-pitched voice gave the girl goosebumps all over her body.

Forget it. The clan leader’s acting is really too bad. I’d better just hide quietly.

Come on, Mr. Yin, I can't hold on any longer.

Uchiha Jizhi subconsciously closed his hands and prayed in his heart,

"Xiao Zhili, don't be too sad. Your cousin... ah? ah?? ah!!!"

Uchiha Izuna, with tears streaming down her face, looked at the girl who was praying, and imitated her elder brother's tone, saying to comfort her,
As he spoke, his eyes subconsciously looked towards Uchiha Gin's "body". The strange scene that happened surprised him so much that he lost his voice.
"Izuna, in such a serious atmosphere, don't make any strange noises."

Uchiha Madara, who had recovered a little, heard his brother's strange cry and scolded him.
"No no no, look! There's a tattoo of the eye of heaven on my cousin's forehead!"

Uchiha Izuna finally closed her mouth, trembling as she pointed at Uchiha Gin's forehead, her eyes filled with surprise.

"What's wrong with tattoos?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara frowned and raised his head. He knew the strange tattoo on Uchiha Gin's forehead that was red to black, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, getting a tattoo on the body was a normal thing to do these days.

Maybe he will get his favorite pattern tattooed on his chest in the future.

"Ugh?"

But when he looked at Uchiha Gin's forehead, he made the same surprised sound as Izuna.
Everyone looked sideways upon hearing this, and four pairs of eyes were fixed on Uchiha Gin who was lying silently on the ground.

Uchiha Gin had a peaceful face, as if he was sleeping, but the black tattoo on his forehead was actually flashing red light. Several twisted tentacles seemed to sprout, and began to spread slowly along his fair skin with the pattern as the center.

Black and red patterns regularly climbed up Uchiha Gin's face, interweaving and drawing a pair of seductive lines on his handsome face.

As the lines spread, the stunned people suddenly felt a powerful life force bursting out from Uchiha Gin's body. They were shocked and opened their Sharingan one after another, trying to find the secret.

"That is?"

The rough-mannered Uchiha Izuna spoke first. With the help of the Sharingan, he could clearly see the chakra containing tremendous vitality gushing out from the pattern on Uchiha Gin's forehead and merging into his cousin's dried body along the meridians.

"This breath?"

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 as the chakra flowed, the lifeless body was actually slowly recovering.

The wounds on Uchiha Gin's body began to heal rapidly. The hideous wound on his chest disappeared without a trace after a puff of white smoke, and there was no sign of injury on his fair skin.

"thump!"

!!!

A slight beating sound rang in the ears of several people. They were all elite ninjas whose five senses far exceeded those of ordinary people. When they heard this familiar sound, they all subconsciously held their breath, and their usual panting covered up the beating sound. "Plop! Plop!"

The four men held their breath and pinched their hearts to stop beating temporarily. The beating sounds in their ears became more and more obvious and stronger.

"Whoo~"

After hearing the regular beating of the heart, the four of them breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Uchiha Gin's peaceful face, they discovered that his lips, which had been pale just now, were now dyed a deep red, which indicated vitality.

Uchiha Izuna leaned down and put his ear to Uchiha Gin's chest, feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest. His surprise was beyond words. He raised his head excitedly, his voice trembling.

"Big cousin, he seems to be alive!"

Uchiha Tajima flashed and instantly moved to Uchiha Gin's side, put his hand on his head, pretended to investigate, looked at the seductive patterns on his nephew's face, and said in his heart,
"A Yin, this move of yours looks quite intimidating!"

"What do you mean by bluffing? This is definitely the ceiling of medical ninjutsu. Have you heard of creation and regeneration? Even if you chop it in half and put it back together, it can still survive!"

Hearing the ridicule from his cousin, Uchiha Gin was furious. Previously, because he didn't have the Yin Seal, many of Tsunade's supporting skills could not be used. The Creation Regeneration he was using now was one of them.

"Haha, that's really amazing~"

Uchiha Tajima started to act weird.

"Okay, carry me back quickly, this matter is over."

Uchiha Gin didn't want to endure this humiliation any longer, and urged Uchiha Tajima to run away quickly. It was not advisable to stay here for long. The noise just now was so loud that if they alarmed the Senju clan, his script would be exposed.

"Father, how is my cousin?"

Seeing Uchiha Tajima open his eyes, Uchiha Madara beside him asked with a worried look on his face,

"Ah Yin's mind is fine, and his body has just recovered, but for some reason he fell into a coma. The specific situation needs to be sent to the tribe for examination by a professional medical team."

Uchiha Tajima's frown slowly relaxed, revealing a smile that reassured everyone.
"Then let's go!"

The ecstatic little cousin picked up Uchiha Gin and felt the warm breath on his body. A feeling of joy at having lost something and regaining it filled his heart.

Hi! My cousin is not dead, so I get my lucky money again!
"Be careful, Izuna."

Looking at Uchiha Izuna's rough movements, Uchiha Madara frowned and reminded him, then walked over to help. The two of them stood on the left and right, driving Uchiha Gin to the middle, and flew towards the clan's land.

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

Just as they were leaving in the opposite direction, two figures slowed down their pace. The upper-body naked Senju Tobirama threw the disheveled Senju Hashirama to the ground with a look of relief.

"Ah, the performance is finally over. I was almost dead from exhaustion."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm still injured! My stupid Ou Doudou~"

Senju Hashirama, who was sitting on the ground, rolled his eyes, not showing any of the serious look he had during the battle just now. He said to Senju Tobirama in a teasing tone,

"Shut up! We've come this far, why are you still acting?"

Senju Tobirama's face was dark with a look of disgust.

"Hey, maybe we should cancel it. The master specifically told us not to let anyone else see us."

Senju Hashirama stood up from the ground, with a hint of worry on his honest face. This direction was not far from the Senju camp, and if they happened to encounter someone from the Senju clan, they would be exposed.

"Humph! How could you be so mean? This might be the only time we get out in this life, so shouldn't we have some fun?"

Senju Tobirama obviously inherited some of the charm of the person he imitated. His scarlet eyeballs rolled around and he didn't seem to want to disappear just like that.

"My stupid Ou Doudou, you can't do this."

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

"Ah! Chief? Second in command? You guys..."

At this moment, a suspicious voice sounded in their ears, and their hearts sank suddenly.
It’s over. Whatever you fear will come true.

A group of women came out of the jungle not far away, led by a tall, long-haired woman with a stern face.
Her narrow and long eyes were filled with doubts. The sound just now must have been made by her.
"Ahem. We are. Wrestling! Don't you agree, Tobirama?"

(End of this chapter)