[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

"Oops!" Feng Lan felt a little irritated when she saw the ghost doll's head on the ground, "I accidentally dropped it again, what should I do?"

She walked to the head with the belt and squatted down, put its body aside, picked up the head that fell on the ground with both hands, looked left and right, as if she was carefully inspecting the damage to the human figure. The treacherous plan of bringing the belt failed, and now he was demonstrating to Feng Lan angrily, glaring, baring his teeth and sticking out his tongue. Feng Lan turned a blind eye to her fierce and inwardly threatening threats, and just thought to herself: "There is no other way, I can only stick to it again..."

Feng Lan was very worried. With the help of the shadow clone, she had just managed to tie the humanoid's head with tape. Now that she was alone, it was really difficult. Although she can call the shadow clone/body again, she has already used the shadow clone/body technique twice today. Although her Chatara content is comparable to Naruto, this does not mean that she will waste it as much as Naruto. . The most important thing is that her shadow/body has a temper! If you call her around like this, she must have a fight with herself first. Feng Lan didn't want to lose face in front of his colleagues.

"Well," Feng Lan turned around and decisively asked for help from her friends, "Can any of you come over and help me? Can you help me hold its head?"

Looking at the doll's head with teeth and claws, Deidara and Afei both took three steps back.

Feng Lan: "..."

"How about helping to tie the tape." Feng Lan lowered her request.

The two men took two steps back.

Feng Lan: "..."

She almost yelled, "Are you two cowards still considered men?"

Just when Feng Lan was distressed, the head she was holding in her hand rose into the air without warning, shot through the sky like a meteor, and automatically flew back to her neck to catch it.

Crowd: "???"

This change happened suddenly, with an expression of disbelief on even the strapped face. They were so surprised that they opened their mouths into a perfect "o", and Deidara and A Fei were even more frightened and screamed.

Feng Lan stared attentively, and saw a few almost negligible, shimmering chakra threads attached to the strapped head. Looking for traces, she saw that the end of the threads ended at a stretch of white From the fingertips, looking further up, there is a slender hand with distinct knuckles. Scorpion's hand was raised casually, with his fingers slightly bent, which was the most leisurely posture of the puppet master when operating the human form. His eyelids were still lazily drooped, but his face showed an extremely impatient and arrogant look.

"Hurry up, don't make me wait too long." Xie Xie's tone was still unkind, and one could tell that he was in a very bad mood.

Feng Lan nodded hurriedly, and immediately took out the packing tape and started tying up the person. But I don’t know if she used too much before, or if she was stingy and picked up the leftovers from others. The bottom of the tape was not even tied twice, and the head with the tape only had time to do the most basic fixing, and it was trembling. The ground hangs around his neck, as if he will fall off if he lets go.

Feng Lan felt a headache, but for a moment, she felt so happy that she took her hand into her pocket and took out a large stack of talisman papers. She shook it twice triumphantly and patted it with her palms. It was very show off. mean.

Crowd: "???"

Why do you get what you want? Is Doraemon reincarnated?

When Dai Tie saw the talisman, his expression changed instantly, and even his head and body jumped up, just like a monster that saw an opportunity and wanted to break away from its possession and run away. But before she could reach the top, Feng Lan had quick eyesight and raised her hand to take a picture of a talisman.

One person and one puppet confront each other, and time stops at this moment.

The lamps and candles on the wall are shining, reflecting bright circles in the dark shadows, which are warm and comfortable; there is a faint sound of howling wind and snow coming from outside the wall panels, which is hazy and less realistic, like a quiet tea room. distant background music.

Feng Lan squatted with his knees bent, one hand on his knee, and the other hand remained on the head of the belt in the posture of clapping the talisman; while the latter was frozen in an upward stretching movement, and the expression on the face looked at death again. The ferocious and unwilling expression did not change, as if someone suddenly pressed the pause button on a cartoon, stopping at a certain frame of the ghost.

Feng Lan waited for a while before tilting her head slightly. She blinked and saw that the belt was completely fixed by her. She couldn't help but clapped her hands and cheered: "Okay! It worked! I finally became an Onmyoji!!!"

Crowd: "..."

"Where did your talisman come from?" Xie half-lidded his eyelids, the corners of his mouth twitched, and there was a hint of gritted teeth in his voice, "I just wanted to ask, you picked up only one talisman, right? So just now Where did the talisman on the wall cabinet and the one in your hand come from?"

"Ah, this..." Feng Lan looked around and found that the other two people were also staring at her. There was no possibility of her diverting her attention, so she had to tell the truth, "I was thinking, if that talisman is useful, , but the quantity is not enough to support us to pass the customs; I happened to find pen and ink in that room again, so I just traced it on the paper according to the original pattern on the talisman paper. …”

Feng Lan spread his hands and blinked innocently, with a hint of slyness in his innocence: "After all, I'm not a professional, and I don't know if it will be useful, but I didn't expect that at the critical moment, he would actually come in handy." use!"

"Is this kind of thing effective if you just paint on it?! Hmm." After hearing her words, Deidara didn't know how to complain, and pointed at Feng Lan and yelled angrily.

"The Sharingan can completely copy the pattern on the talisman paper." Feng Lan answered matter-of-factly.

"Can it be useful if they are exactly the same?! How can a witch, a psychic, a magician, or something else earn money?" Deidara's patience bag exploded completely, and he roared in Feng Lan's ears, spitting all over her face. , "Besides, I don't know when you secretly traced it!!!"

"Just when we were conducting an independent search in the house..." Feng Lan covered her ears and ran away, pouted and said aggrievedly: "You said he was a magic stick, so it doesn't matter whether the talisman is useful or not. What? How did I know at that time that I could slay demons with just a simple drawing? I am so talented, can you blame me? I didn’t mean to be so powerful..."

"How dare you say it!"

The two funny men chased and fought, but they didn't dare to run away, they just circled dizzyingly around the scorpion. Xie Xie stared with half-moon eyes and allowed the two naughty boys and paper pig teammates to make trouble, but in his heart he was wondering if it would be easier to make these two living treasures into puppets.

Feng Lan was focused on not being caught by Deidara, but ignored his feet. When he raised his foot to step forward, his toes stumbled on something. Feng Lan stumbled and lost his balance. The other foot subconsciously stomped forward to maintain his balance. She probably stepped too hard, and the strength of her feet was not restrained. A strong momentum was formed in mid-air. The autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves and kicked out the object that was holding her. It was like a billiard ball between the walls. Bouncing, it miraculously bypassed countless obstacles and corners, and ejected towards the depths of the house. It rushed and swept past, smashing and destroying countless bottles and cans, and the harsh and shattering sound echoed endlessly.

The Sharingan has an unexpectedly powerful ability to capture dynamic affairs. Even though the thing was flying very fast, Feng Lan could still see it clearly. She was a little dazed, and turned to ask her teammates: "Ah! Did someone's head fly out just now?"

"Yes." Xie answered simply and concisely, "You kicked it."

"Nonsense! How could I do such a cruel thing?!" Feng Lan turned pale with fright, as if a high-society socialite had done something inappropriate, and refuted Scorpion's accusation unceremoniously.

Deidara also stopped and asked Xie: "Is it the head we just encountered? Yes."

"Probably." Xia replied, but his tone was affirmative.

"Hey, wasn't that head sealed by Feng Lan Jiang?" A Fei made a fuss.

Feng Lan thought for a moment and quickly came to the conclusion: "Probably because there is no sealing talisman on the back of the cabinet..."

Everyone was silent.

Hey! This guy is pretty good at taking advantage of loopholes!

While he was speaking, something whizzed past his eyes, creating a dark afterimage under the dim light. After a closer look, he realized that it was the head that had flown deep into the house and was flying along the original route. When I came back, there was another burst of excitement.

Crowd: “…???”

Feng Lan was stunned: "Ah, does this resentful spirit have an automatic navigation system?"

Xie glanced at her with contempt and said coldly: "What are you thinking about? It was thrown back by someone."

Feng Lan suddenly remembered the seal that had been torn off not long ago and was affixed to the door, and the messy footprints at the intersection of Guangjian, and her heart sank.

The person who appeared in this place at this time must not be a simple person.

"Come on, let's go meet and see who he is." Feng Lan buried the scattered hair behind her ears, Shuixing's eyes slightly narrowed, her lips curled up in a smile, and she spoke lazily with a smile, typical She looked like a big sister ready to start a big fight. Then he picked up the broken belt, turned around and flew away in the direction where the head came from.

Chakra adheres to the soles of her feet, which enhances the forward thrust and reduces the friction between the soles of her feet and the ground when she lands. This makes her move quickly and quietly, like one of the ghosts lingering in the house. She didn't go very far when Xie caught up from behind, still half a body ahead of her.

"The situation is unclear now. Don't rush too fast like the two idiots behind." Xie's voice was full of disgust, and he didn't even bother to give Feng Lan a look.

Feng Lan agreed deeply and slowed down slightly without moving her expression.

The two of them hurried for a moment and saw figures floating in the corner of the corridor, reflecting the candlelight. Xie, who was in front, noticed it first and shouted in a low voice, "Here he comes!" After saying this, Feng Lan didn't wait for Feng Lan to react. Summon a small puppet, throw out the chakra wire, and control it to come forward and say hello.

The visitor also reacted quickly, taking action the moment Xie summoned the puppet. The shadow moved the candlelight and the wind roared. At this moment, Feng Lan clearly saw the tall figure projected on the wall by the candlelight, as well as the iconic short straight hair standing up like a torch and the huge weapon like a club and pestle.

Feng Lan's eyes widened in disbelief.

At the moment when she was lost, she didn't have time to stop her feet, and she suddenly collided with another person who turned around the corner. This man also made ruthless and precise moves. He immediately grabbed Feng Lan by the back of her neck, turned her around and held her in front of him. His arms went around her shoulders and pinched her throat, lifting her up forcefully. chin, and the other hand immediately pressed the kunai against her carotid artery. Feng Lan's mind was still on the figure she just saw, and she lost the opportunity without noticing. This man was obviously very experienced, and his restraint method made it almost impossible for the hostages to resist. But Feng Lan is different from ordinary people after all. She doesn't need too many movements, just eye contact can determine the outcome.

Feng Lan held the belt with both hands, trying to fool her opponent into relaxing, but the three magatama had quietly spun out from the blood in her eyes. She suddenly looked back, and her eyes met a pair of equally bright red Sharingan eyes. Lowering their eyes and raising their eyes, both of them were startled. The man's hand that was holding the kunai suddenly moved away a bit, and the hand that was holding Feng Lan's neck loosened, falling weakly on her neck.

Scorpion was also in close combat with his opponent and separated them with one blow. Under the control, the puppet flexibly retreated with him, turned over and landed in front of Scorpion. The man on the other side also put it away when he saw it, put the huge weapon back on his back, and said with a sneer: "Oh my, isn't this the Red Sand Scorpion? I didn't expect to meet you here."

Xie snorted coldly, smiled lightly, and responded mercilessly: "Ha, Nanzhu Group? What a coincidence..."

Feng Lan:......

What a coincidence? The world is so big, but to meet him by chance in a haunted house, this guy is outrageous!