[Hokage] Terukawa

Turns out, no matter what world I'm in, I shouldn't expect too much from a place called a "dormitory".After all, a dormitory, literally, is a house that can be used for accommodation. Most dormitories can meet this condition, but they only stay at the level that can meet this condition.

Fortunately, there are only four people living in a dormitory, so it's not too crowded.

I rearranged the photos of the team that had fallen on the table at some point, and sorted out a stack of books that were about to fall, before I lowered my head and opened the drawer that belonged to me.

It was quite dirty.I wiped it with a paper towel I found handy, and as expected, I saw the contact surface becoming dirty - ok, normal, if there is really no dust in it, then it really means I need to be careful Nope—after all, I haven't opened the drawer since the first time I put that box in.

There's a wildfire burning in here.

I slapped the lid of the box twice to remove the dust accumulated on it, and the surface of the box that had been dusty for more than a year showed bright red paint again, and the slightly rusted machine spring shone with metallic luster——I think It's probably older than me.

I took a deep breath.

Okay, okay, Zhaohe, things are already in front of your eyes, you don’t need to be so nervous... Yes, relax, although the ninjutsu in this world is magical, it’s not so magical that it can make dead things The point where you grow your legs and run.

It's really interesting to say, before this, I never thought that one day I would sigh at a bunch of dead things from the past, nostalgic and shrinking, trying to get out of their corners and corners. Find fragments and shadows that reflect the past.It is always said that the past cannot be chased... It is true, but who in this world is not chasing the shadow of the past in vain?People walk across different bridges, or look for the shadow of the past in the scenery along the way, or carry the expectations and desires of the past, and look forward to the vast and unknown future.Everyone has a past and a future, which means that everyone has burdens and longings. No one is an island, and there are very few people who seem to have no roots. Even I——

The sudden knock on the door made my fingers resting on the spring tremble violently, and the voice that followed made me reflexively try to cover it with my arms, and then I used my fastest The reaction speed raised his head, raised his eyebrows and stared at the door——

"Zhaohe?" No one came in, only Yue's voice came into the room through the door, but fortunately he was not reckless enough to push the door directly, otherwise I had to consider whether to use "kinetic energy paralysis" on him Physics)" this skill, "What are you doing with the door closed?"

Well, scare me.

I exhaled lightly to calm myself down, and wasted a few seconds thinking about the tone I should use: "I was tidying up my things just now, and it turned out that there was a lot of dust... so I now I was cleaning, and the dust in the house was flying all over the sky."

This answer can be said to be a bit nonsensical. Cleaning should always be a little noisy instead of being quiet all the time. But fortunately, Yue is not a person who is full of curiosity. My vague answer is enough for him to understand me. Attitude, at this point he has always been considerate.It's just that after I sent him away, I didn't have the mood to continue to sigh, thinking that it would be better to clear things up as soon as possible, so I opened the box directly.

To be honest, I don't remember exactly what was in the box.Already on the way back from the river I tried to remember the contents of the box...well, failed.Fire, in a house full of fire, how can I remember what I put in it?I remember pulling out of the grip of the righteous a wet but cold key, the key to the attic door.That was the first time I entered the attic, and it should be the last time I entered the attic.There are... bookshelves... a lot of bookshelves, full of scrolls. After I left the attic, I went to the yard, bedroom, study... where else?There should only be these few places, so did I put a bunch of books in the box?

...Probably not.I thought uncertainly, weighing the weight of this box doesn't seem like it's packed with several tomes?And that key, it should still be there, right?And if it's really a box of books... Could it be moldy?Then the first breath I took with my head down would contain an unknown amount of old spores...

Okay, after freaking myself out, I managed to make myself sick again.

I opened the case.

Luckily, instead of a spore-laden musty smell rushing up my nostrils, I was replaced by a faint smell of burnt paper, wood, leather, or whatever shrank and rolled in the blazing fire. The smell it emits makes people feel panic and heart pounding, and it also makes people feel hot in the eye sockets, and they want to forcibly look away.I suppressed the desire to directly cover the box and continued to look at it, and felt that the space inside was really not big, but it was precisely such a small box that I filled up with various things, and some were in a state of preservation Good, even a neat and clean sentence, and some were so charred and blackened by the smoke that it was almost impossible to identify what it was—or the fire was so fierce at the time that I was so flustered that I could easily see anything Put it in your arms?I wanted to laugh, but I couldn't. All of a sudden, I felt like my chest and throat were filled with... soot?In short, it was as if the thick and hot thing was blocked, so I couldn't breathe, but there was really no one else in the room except me, and it was not easy to do something stupid like making a sound from my throat, so in the end I could only continue to squat on the ground and take a few deep breaths, feeling uncomfortable on my own.

When the pain was over, I started looking through my box.

The key to the attic is made of fine brass, and it is also something that the righteous hold tightly in their hands and protect.I took a lot of effort when I took it out, so I almost got burned by the fire, but because of this, it didn't suffer from the smoke and fire, and it is still cold after several years And bright look.I don't know if this key has a chance to play its role when the whole attic is in danger, but I can't throw it away just because of the righteous man's desperate protection of it.

A few old books that I don't know if I can still read them.I silently took out the travel notes with the author’s pseudonym Huozhao and put them aside so that I could read them carefully later. As for the others, they were...a half-new "Princes’ Separation Map and Detailed Evolution in the Warring States Period" and a worn out old one. "Brief Notes of Blood Succession Boundary", which has become hairy to the corners of the pages, and... a "Health Preservation" that looks like a completely new book? ?

What is this thing?It's a bit of a collapse of your iron-headed baby who refuses to accept it and does it, righteous man.I twitched the corner of my mouth, and stuffed this pile of unknown books into the drawer on the upper floor—it looked like a popular science book in the ninja world. If I had time to chat, I would open it and read the growth What about knowledge?

A bunch of gadgets.Night lights, ocarinas and wind chimes.I just put them back on after just one look.

Four scrolls.I recognized them as the lucky ones I picked out from the bookshelves placed in the middle of the attic and took them away.They were all scorched black by the fire and thick smoke, so the choking smell seemed to be brought into the box to seal it up.What's interesting is that two of the volumes have been completely damaged, and the content written inside is completely invisible, while the situation of the other two volumes is completely opposite - no matter how messy and tattered the surface is, their corners are not damaged at all , the outer layer is scorched black, and the inner layer is still the pure white of the scroll paper. It is not a simple thing at first glance.

I gently opened the two scrolls, and there was nothing long and lengthy written in them, but only one word was written, one scroll was written "blade", the other was written "picture", and a word outside the big character The circle of red lines looked familiar to me, and when I thought about it carefully, I thought of the Chakra sealing formation that sealed Dongming and me that day-the two drawn in the scroll are much more complicated than those of that day, but from the strokes and structure Looking at it, the general idea and level seem to be almost the same.

So it's not necessarily a coincidence that Dongming unlocked the sealing technique that day, right?I raised my eyebrows, what is this, homeschooled?

Putting aside this irritating question, the sealing technique back then has long been out of the question after my research. It's like giving you the answer steps of a math problem and then studying it in reverse, but what's interesting is that this set Sealing technique... This is a system that is fundamentally different from the popular sealing technique. I can definitely practice the sealing technique on these two scrolls first, and then think about it further. If the two kinds of scrolls really have such a difference in material, there may not be other surviving scrolls in the attic.

I put them away with great care, and at the same time put further study of the sealing technique on the agenda.

Hmm... Kirigakure's forehead was scratched horizontally, the scratch was so deep that it almost split the iron plate in two.

So how much do righteous people hate Kirigakure?I don't know, but I know that I hate Kirigakure now too, so whatever the reason is it doesn't make a difference to me, and my thoughts and his certainly don't conflict.

As far as these things are concerned, there are not many, but the amount of information is still quite large. As far as the things I rescued are concerned, my luck is probably not bad... At least it solved a lot of my confusion.

But the most important thing is what you left behind... my dear Mr. Huozhao, my father.

I flipped the pages of the travel book, and after pressing it under the pillow, I built a seal array on it for concealment-I haven't eaten dinner yet, although I don't feel hungry, but I have to do it for tomorrow's morning training Prepare.

I put the box back in its place, but I couldn't help looking at it for a while longer—then I finally remembered that we didn't even have a cheap wind chime in this cramped dormitory.

So there was another wind chime lingering in the breath of flames at the head of my bed. It jingled in the night wind, waiting peacefully for the day when the flames dissipated.

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