Chapter 60 The flapping wings of a butterfly

Uzumaki Osamu really found it difficult to understand the strange thoughts of his reliable comrades like Senju - they extremely hated Uchiha but at the same time they extremely protected Uchiha, and there were not just one or two of them like this.

To put it simply, the two families may fight or curse each other, but if you dare to question an Uchiha's behavior, Senju will quickly give you at least thirty reasons to prove that you are wrong, and the most commonly used rebuttal is [He is an Uchiha].

Looking at the two people who had already discussed everything from [How reliable are the Uchiha brothers and sisters] to [How cunning are the Uchiha on the battlefield] to [How would the Uchiha respond if this operation was carried out by someone from the Uchiha family] and listed more than ten plans, Uzumaki Osamu wisely joined the discussion about sealing techniques between the miko and Uzumaki Medo after a brief silence.

When the few of them had gathered their equipment and set out according to the instructions of the miko, Uzumaki Osamu finally realized what was wrong - the expression and tone of Uchiha Ling when coaxing the child was exactly the same as when he treated the Senju!

He actually treated Qianshou like a child!

Uzumaki shuddered, subconsciously stopped and looked at the palace behind him, and couldn't help muttering to himself, "...Can this also be explained by the phrase [He is an Uchiha]?"

"What are you talking about? Let's go."

Hearing Uzumaki Muduo's voice, Uzumaki Osamu quickly came back to his senses, rubbed his arms and jogged to catch up with the team - forget it, instead of spending time thinking about these trivial things, he might as well think about whether he should cooperate with Senju to kill the two Uchiha after the mission is over.

……

Tong sat obediently in Ling's arms, her light purple eyes staring at the silk band covering Ling's eyes. Finally, she couldn't help but whisper, "Are you really not dead?"

Ling laughed when he heard this, and turned his head to face Tong, with a helpless smile on his face, "Why does Your Highness Tong think so?"

Tong lowered her eyes, "...many books record stories of the return of dead souls, and such things have also appeared in the history of the Ghost Country."

"Is it because of that ghost?" Uchiha Hong took a step forward and looked at Tong, "That ghost has the ability to resurrect others?"

Tong looked up at Uchiha Hong, pursed her lips and remained silent.

Uchiha Hiro tutted his words, "It's really annoying to leave things half-finished. If this little girl wasn't the target of the mission..."

"Okay, Hong, stop scaring the kid."

"Tsk, children don't remember things," Uchiha Hong curled his lips, "Besides, what can a child of that age understand?"

"No, it's not that children don't remember things. On the contrary, they are much more delicate and sensitive than us. It's just that they were born not long ago and haven't had time to learn how to express themselves and understand the behavior of others, so they do some confusing things."

Ling followed Ying slowly, "So the best thing to do is never underestimate anyone at any time."

Tong raised her head and stared at Ling again. After a while, she spoke again, "I really saw you die. I didn't lie to you."

Uchiha Hong narrowed his eyes, and felt that the brat was more and more unpleasant, but Ling remained expressionless, "I remember that Your Highness Tong said that there was a person whose eyes were destroyed and whose body was covered in blood and who was buried in the ruins... Could Your Highness Tong please describe it in detail? For example, the person's clothes and hairstyle, or weapons, etc."

"I... can't remember clearly, but I saw that your hands, feet and neck were abnormally twisted." Tong lowered his eyes and stared at the vivid origami in his hand. "It's impossible for a human to survive with such injuries. If that was your past, it only means that you are no longer human after that."

"I really can't bear to hear this any more," Uchiha Hiro said with a somewhat unfriendly expression, "Ling was indeed seriously injured at the time, but his hands and feet were intact. It wasn't like what you said at all - is this the prophetic power of the miko? Stop making people laugh."

"I'm not lying." Tong's voice was weak, but firm. "If it's not the past, then it's the future. The prophecies of the witch lineage have never been wrong."

"You little devil—"

"Hong, I said, don't scare the child."

Uchiha Hiro's voice paused, but soon raised again, "Don't you understand what this brat said? He decided the life and death of others with just a touch of his upper and lower lips. You are in the mood to coax a child even after being cursed like this?"

"Well, after all, the predictions of the witches of the Ghost Country are famous because they have never been wrong in hundreds of years," Ling said with a gentle smile, "but nothing in the world is absolute.

Your Highness Tong is confident in the prophecy of what he saw, and I am also confident that it was a scene from the [past]. After all, if it was the future, I don’t think I would have to destroy my eyes again... So Your Highness Tong’s prediction may not be very accurate. "

Tong stared at Ling's raised mouth, and her slightly tense body relaxed a little, "But I really saw it, I didn't lie to you, and the power of the witch won't lie to me either."

"I know. I didn't say you lied to me." Ling chuckled. "I just want to say that maybe His Highness Tong only saw the me who was supposed to be dead, not the me who is now."

Hitomi tilted her head in confusion, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"In my opinion, the so-called prophecy is nothing more than a statement of the possibility that is closest to reality according to the changes in the world. Even an absolutely true prophecy will have slight errors," Ling said in a gentle voice. "Can you give an example that is easy to understand?

For example, I want to go home, and my home is on the left, but when I reach the fork in the road, I am attracted by the dessert shop on the right - so will I go to the dessert shop or go home directly? Maybe at that time, even I don’t know what I will do next.

Your Highness Tong, this world is not a book with pre-recorded records. No matter how you turn the pages, there is only one result. The thoughts of everyone in this world are not static, and every slight change will make the final result completely different.

What you saw may be an unchangeable fact in another time, but there is no doubt that in the present moment I live in, what you saw was just [I almost died so miserably], not [the fact]. "

Tong still looked calm, but her expression had obviously become dazed. Finally, she silently lowered her head and stared at the origami in her hand without saying anything else.

Uchiha Hiro couldn't help but look at Ling twice more, and said unhappily, "Is it because of your study of philosophy with that guy Akihiko that your brain started to degenerate?"

"Although I am a little depressed, Hong, you are going too far..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Can't you use this time to develop your own ninjutsu?! What's the point of studying this absurd philosophy of "I am not me"? Can it help you become stronger or help you regain your sight? It's a complete waste of time! If you really die someday in the future, you can only blame yourself!"

But Ling just chuckled when he heard this, "If I have to say it, it's because I want to prevent my people from falling into the cycle of tragedy."