[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

When Feng Lan returned, he saw Xie and Deidara already waiting in the square.

"Too slow!" Scorpion, who had always been impatient to wait, saw that Feng Lan was late but still unconsciously strolled over from the other end like a retired old man. He suddenly became furious and scolded him.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I just met an old man from the village and I happened to get some information." Feng Lan was thick-skinned, so Xie's scolding didn't hurt her at all, and she apologized with a playful smile.

"Even if it's just asking for information, that's too much, right?" Deidara, who had no requirements for time, actually complained too. He pointed to the sky and motioned Feng Lan to check the weather, "Look at what time it is. ?Didn’t we say we’d meet when it was dark? Hmm.”

"Ah?" Feng Lan didn't react for a moment, and looked up at the sky in the direction Deidara pointed.

The winter nights in the mountains are dark and silent, with no stars or moonlight. It's like looking up at another space. Just one glance is enough to make people dominated by the unknown and fear. There are very few lights in the village, and scattered light is scattered everywhere. The fireflies are faint and weak, like the dim and weak lights in the tomb. There are only a few torches around the square, and the blazing fire penetrates the dark night, forming a A circle of chaotic and eerie dark red light, at first glance, seemed to be an altar for ancient rituals of some mysterious religion.

"Huh? That's weird..." Feng Lan looked away, feeling a little confused, and thought to herself in a low voice, "It was still bright when I came here..."

"Ah?" Deidara heard Feng Lan's chatter with his sharp ears. He stared at his half-moon eyes and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"Over there." Feng Lan pointed behind her and glanced back.

She was suddenly speechless.

This square is located slightly inside the village, surrounded by houses, forming a semi-encircled ring structure with the square as the center. There was only a large open space behind her, overgrown with weeds and desolate, without lights or lights. The cold night wind blew coolly from the distance of the dark hole, causing the weeds that were half a person tall to sway here and there and undulate like waves. It suddenly seemed like The wandering souls are wandering around, and the clothes are hunting, which makes people feel hairy in their hearts.

So how did she just crawl out of the wilderness and thorns in the dark and blind? Why does she have no memory at all?

Feng Lan felt that her expression at this moment must be wonderful.

"Okay, what information did you find out?" Xie interrupted rudely as he was impatient with the two people's bickering.

There were too many mysteries to figure out at the moment, and Feng Lan didn't dig into the details. He briefly recounted the encounter with the old man to Deidara and Xie, and concluded: "I think there will definitely be nothing good to do if you stay here. Today It’s just one night, let’s set off at dawn tomorrow.”

"The old man said that there is a righteous village in the village that is deserted all year round. We can go there." When the words came out, Feng Lan herself was stunned.

Did the old man mention Yizhuang?

But if not, where did this information in her mind come from?

"Okay, lead the way." Xie couldn't wait a moment and urged her, "Deidara and I have looked at other places in this village and there are no empty houses. We just agreed that if you don't have any empty houses there, After hearing the news, we randomly selected a house and moved in by force."

Feng Lan's mouth twitched. Well, using force to stay is really a gangster style.

Yizhuang is mostly a place where remains are stored, which doesn't sound so auspicious. Others may have some taboos, but these three people in front of them, if they take any one of them, they have more lives on their hands than the total population of the village, so they naturally have no scruples.

Feng Lan nodded, turned around and walked towards the grass.

The miserable wind comes from all directions in the wilderness, making people cry and whimper like ghosts and wolves, making people feel anxious. The grass spikes sway in the wind, and at a glance, they look like countless dead souls waving their hands to summon them. Feng Lan trudged forward in the tangled grass, his steps were as light as flying, criss-crossing the streets, avoiding rocks and climbing monuments, without any obstacles in the lush grass, twisting and turning, and soon he led Xie and Didara to a building. In front of a dilapidated old Japanese house.

The old house stands abruptly in the deserted night. The buildings are forbidding and leaky from all sides, satisfying all the ordinary people's imagination of a "yizhuang". There are a few rotten wooden boards standing around it, which are probably the remains of a fence that has been in disrepair for a long time. . There is an abandoned well in front of the house, and the stone edge of the well reflects the cold diffuse light in the dark night. If not for this, the traces would have been covered up by unknown creeping weeds. There were a few faint black scorch marks at the mouth of the well. Feng Lan felt that they looked familiar, but she couldn't remember when she had seen them before.

"It's hard for you to find a place like this." Xie's tone was still unpleasant, but judging from the content, it seemed that he was rarely satisfied with the results of Feng Lan's work.

Feng Lan was startled and came back to her senses. Her heart was slightly shaken, and just like before, she had no idea how she got here... But she still said with a smile on her face: "Haha, of course! Who am I! Hahahaha... "

"...Yes, yes, as expected of someone named Uchiha, he can indeed find what we can't find..." Although Deidara's relationship with her was not as tense as with Itachi (one-sided), it still got sour from time to time. She asked, "By the way, how long are you going to hold that piece of broken wood? Is it honorable to be slaughtered by the locals? And you still want to show off to us? Yes."

"Ah?" Feng Lan tilted her head in confusion, "What?"

After Di Lada buried her, Feng Lan realized that she had taken out the wooden carving of the "Shadow Miko" at some point. She held the base with one hand and supported her back with the other, lifting the wooden carving to the top. At the same height as the shoulders, it is as if it is a humble gesture like worshiping the gods or welcoming the Holy Master.

Feng Lan's heart sank to the bottom, and she didn't know what expression to use when facing these two people: "Have I been in this posture just now?"

Xie sighed softly and said impatiently: "You have been in this posture since we gathered in the square just now."

Feng Lan's face twitched fiercely, but within a second, she touched the back of her head and giggled heartlessly: "Haha, no wonder my hands are so sore! Haha..." She gathered the wood carving incomprehensibly. He picked up his sleeves, pointed at the house, and said with great interest, "Then it's still the same old rules. Xiao Di will patrol the sky, Xie Dan will set up traps for defense, and I'll prepare dinner!" After that, he jumped into the house. went.

"I know, I know." Deidara glared at him and reluctantly responded, "I know how to summon people...I want to eat Oden fried eggs for dinner. Hmm."

"There is no such thing!" Feng Lan had already entered the house at this time, and her clear voice floated out from the house, sounding a little distant, "I will supply you with supplies in the next town!"

"Tch~" Deidara snorted heavily, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction with Feng Lan's perfunctory attitude.

However, his expression darkened in an instant, and he leaned close to Xie Dan's ear and said, "Hey, Xie Danna, there seems to be something wrong with that girl ever since she came back... The place she took us through just now was clearly a cemetery! Why? , Did she not notice it at all? Also, how did she find this place in such a remote place? Hmm. "

Scorpion turned his head and glanced back and forth at Deidara, his eyes clearly saying: Nonsense, can't you see it now?

Deidara didn't care about Scorpion's attitude and continued to chat with him: "...I think there is something wrong with the wooden sculpture she brought back. Is she being controlled by that junk thing? Should we..."

Xie Lili interrupted him with a sharp look, and lowered his voice: "Observe first and see if she does anything detrimental to us..." He moved his head in a very small way, but with great force and extremely fast. The speed caused a sharp and fierce light to pass through his eyes, and the murderous intent was hidden.

Deidara understood and lowered the anger in his eyes.

The two of them were on guard, and naturally they would not follow Feng Lan's arrangement. They went directly into the house without going on inspection.

At the same time, Feng Lan was busy setting up a stove and lighting a fire. The year when this yizhuang was built is unknown. It may have been in disrepair for a long time. A lot of the walls inside the house have peeled off, and some of the wooden frames inside can even be seen. Feng Lan didn't look inside, but found a place in the spacious hall to place the cook.

Thanks to her valuable experience in Kaiban, Feng Lan learned many wild camping skills from Tiantian, as well as various pots and pans and food preservation methods. In addition to her experience as a cook at Orochimaru's place, Feng Lan took care of every day's meals since she teamed up with Di Xie.

At this time, the pot and stove had been taken out of the scroll in the storage space and set up. The fire under the pot was burning brightly, and the soup in the pot was bubbling. The chopped dried beef was thrown into the soup and was already cooked through. The distinct shreds of meat floated and floated with the boiling water, exuding an alluring aroma of meat. Feng Lan cut up some more potatoes and carrots and threw them into the thick beef soup, added five spices, pepper and salt to taste, covered the pot, and waited for the potatoes to simmer and the soup to reduce its juice.

After working for a while, Feng Lan finally had time to sit down and rest. She lowered her hands slightly, and the "Shadow Miko" statue slipped out of her wide cuffs and fell into her hands. She stared down at the statue, the firelight in the pot making her face a mixture of red and dark, making it difficult to tell what she was thinking at the moment. The simple face of the statue also showed a somewhat paradoxical gloominess under the bright light of the flames, like the eyes of an evil creature peeking out with malicious intent.

Feng Lan was silent. Her hands suddenly exerted force and pinched the wooden sculpture. Her sharp nails left a half-moon-shaped scratch mark on the skirt of the miko's skirt.

Both Deidara and Scorpion noticed her abnormality, and she herself couldn't possibly be unaware of it. What's more, Feng Lan understands her own situation better.

She was caught in something.

It's something on another level besides Ninjutsu. And the medium is probably this wood carving.

Okay, let's see who does it in the end. Maybe you don't know what Mo Qinglan's family did before she traveled through time, right? 【Note】

She curled her lips and smiled carelessly. He threw the wooden sculpture into the fire. The tongue of fire licked, and the wooden sculpture was swept up in an instant. A crackling sound was heard immediately, and it turned into a piece of black coal in a short time.

This scene happened to be seen by Deidara and Xia who came in. It seems that someone has also noticed the crux of the problem and has already taken action to solve it. The two looked at each other vaguely, and both lowered their guard slightly.

"Ah, you came just in time!" Feng Lan greeted him enthusiastically as always, as if nothing happened, "The soup is thick and the potatoes are rotten. It's ready to eat!"

The sky is big and the earth is big, dry rice is the biggest.

This theorem also applies to S-class rebels.

No one can resist the temptation of fragrant beef stew with potatoes. So the three of them sat around and ladled out the hot beef soup and whole grain cakes. It was simply heaven on earth.

Deidara complained while eating: "You even have potatoes and carrots in reserve, why don't you prepare some Oden fried eggs?"

Feng Lan secretly rolled her eyes and said to herself, this is what you like to eat and not what I like to eat. Why should I prepare it for you?

The three of them finished their dinner in a hurry and found a quiet place to sleep.

All night without incident.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning fell on Feng Lan's eyelids, she woke up completely. She lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the thread tied to her finger and the hidden needle in case she woke up were all intact.

She slept lightly that night and was alert. She knew very well that if she did something extraordinary, the two teammates who had no friendship with each other would definitely blow them up first without saying a word. After the bombing, they might even be taken away. Being made into a puppet is quite tragic when you think about it.

So Feng Lan took some precautionary measures. If she sleepwalked and danced in the middle of the night, she would be awakened immediately by the pain of acupuncture.

But it seems that the night passed peacefully, but she was worrying too much...

Feng Lan was in a relaxed mood and was about to get up. She slightly moved her arms that were stiff from sleep, only to hear a soft "bang" sound and something fell out of her sleeve. Feng Lan lowered her head and saw that it was the wooden sculpture of the "Xingyu Miko" that she had burned in the fire last night.