[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

A relatively independent space was formed between the two houses of the sister and brother, which was arranged into a small courtyard. The corridor outside the house is connected with the cobblestone walkway, which naturally follows the direction of the terrain from high to low. The slope is gentle, the steps are deep, and winding. You can reach the center of the courtyard directly by walking down the steps. A small stream passes through the courtyard, and the sound of gurgling water can be faintly heard.

Compared with the solemn and grand atrium outside, this private small courtyard is more exquisite and allows you to change the scenery as you move. Both sides of the stone path are planted with trees, fir trees and shrubs, including dwarf pine maple, forsythia tangdi and privet spirea. I recall that when the vegetation was lush and lush, the branches and shadows were slanting, the flowers and leaves were sparse, and the deep green, light green, reds and purples should be very pleasing to the eye. However, time has passed, and only overgrown weeds and dead branches are left in the unmaintained courtyard. Fortunately, the layout of the small courtyard is well-organized and the bones are preserved. Under the beauties and jade ornaments covered with winter snow, it actually has a unique charm. .

The snow in the small courtyard is not very thick, leaving only a series of shallow footprints along the way, revealing the mottled black stones underneath, like snakes meandering on the snow. At the end of the trail is an exquisite and elegant small arch bridge, which spans a small water stream. After crossing the stream, there is a small flat land with several stone piers of different sizes and shapes placed on it, which seem to be used as rest tables and stools; beyond that is a bamboo forest with dense pavilions and sparse shadows, as if You can't see the end at first glance. Only when you look carefully can you catch a glimpse of the looming fence.

Feng Lan saw that it was a cold day and the stream in the courtyard was still trickling, neither congealed nor stagnant. Curious, Feng Lan squatted down by the stream and stretched out her hand to explore the stream: "Well, it's not cold, and my hands are still a little warm. Maybe this end The ground is hot, no wonder there is less snow..."

After standing up, he trotted onto the bridge and stood at the highest point. He built a tent in front of his eyebrows with his hands and looked around. The courtyard is covered with snow, the grass is withered, and the eyes are desolate, while the water is flowing under the feet, which seems to imply that life has endless generations. There were once people here who drank tea from bamboo and drank from meandering water, which was an extremely elegant and enjoyable experience. Today, there are also people who wade through the vast snowfields, looking up and down for the buried past.

Feng Lan waited and watched for a week, but began to have difficulties: If the seal of "Xun Si" was here, it would be really difficult to handle. Although the courtyard has fallen into ruin, there are still many dead trees and debris, and they are densely packed and blocking the view. Coupled with the heavy snowfall, all clues were buried underneath.

With this thought in her mind, she pouted and muttered: "Where should we find this..."

Itachi couldn't help but feel funny when he saw that Feng Lan looked like a grown-up girl, but she was still so playful. The expression on his face was slightly relaxed, and his tone couldn't help but slow down: "First, walk around for a while, look at the terrain, and then Find details."

"Ok!"

With Itachi around, Feng Lan naturally obeyed Itachi's arrangements in everything. She responded crisply and jumped off the bridge in two or three steps, making way for Itachi. After crossing the bridge, Itachi slightly shook his head to signal Feng Lan to follow, and the two of them headed upstream of the stream.

Feng Lan followed Itachi, her hand hanging in the air as if hesitant and timid, but after a moment's hesitation, she naturally and firmly held Itachi's hand. The moment it was held, Itachi's hand trembled violently, as if he wanted to pull it out subconsciously, but then stopped abruptly, allowing Feng Lan to hold him so loosely.

The two of them walked upstream along the flying rocks on the river bank. The snow gradually stopped, and the white snow on the ground reflected the diffuse light. The courtyard shrouded in night was empty and peaceful, like an Eden where no one was intruded. It was isolated from the world, and the heaven and earth were quiet and indistinguishable. Feng Lan could hear every time he stepped up and set down, the broken snow was collapsing and countless ice crystals gradually melted into ice-cold snow water, seeping into the dark soil; there were also frozen dead branches that were piled up by the snow, making an overwhelming sound. The sound of pitter-patter; and the sound of tinkling, dong-dong, and rushing stream. She wanted to keep walking with Itachi like this, to the ends of the earth and to the end of the world together.

However, there was only a distance of more than ten steps, and a bamboo fence blocked their way. This traditional bamboo fence is as tall as two people. In order to drain water smoothly from the outside, a small square hole was opened under the fence, which is large enough for a child of seven or eight years old to pass through. Probably for safety reasons, large lattice bamboo fences were used to seal the cave entrance to the river bed. Clear water springs gurgled from the entrance of the cave and slowly flowed down the artificial river. The water flow is unobstructed, but people are determined not to cross it.

Itachi searched around for a while and found nothing else, so he said to Feng Lan: "There is no way, let's turn back."

He knew that Feng Lan would not object, but he just informed her symbolically. Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around, I felt my wrist tighten. It was Feng Lan who held his hand.

Itachi no longer insisted on moving forward, he stopped and turned around to face Feng Lan. She was silent, and the wide brim of the bamboo hat covered her eyebrows, so Itachi couldn't see her expression at this time. Itachi was not in a hurry, he just lowered his head and stared quietly, waiting patiently for Feng Lan to speak.

"Brother, I know..." Her low voice came from under the eaves, with a faint nasal sound, so vague that it was hard to hear, "You don't want others to see us walking too close. Let us become each other's restraints and constraints; we also don't want them to think that we are strangers, so we must divide and conquer and defeat them one by one... I know, I know..."

She stood right in front of him, close and distant, close and distant, just as they restrained each other and carefully maintained a reasonable distance.

Itachi neither confirmed nor denied. He just nodded and lowered his eyebrows in silence.

Feng Lan waited for a long time, but didn't even wait for Itachi's feedback. Finally, she couldn't help but raised her head as if she mustered up all her courage, and said loudly: "So, when there is no one else..."

She opened her arms and threw herself into Itachi's arms, wrapping her hands around his waist. She hit him so hard that Itachi had to take a small step back to relieve the momentum. The large hat was also thrown away due to the excessive movement, and it fell upside down into the snow.

There is no sound in the world, the weaving wind is like a needle. The snow on the eaves melted silently, turning into ice tears and dripping decisively, hitting the dripping stone heavily, re-moisturizing the dry stone surface. Not far away, the tough bamboo branches bent under the weight of heavy snow finally straightened their waists and shook off the pure snow. They felt relieved and landed safely.

Itachi stood there blankly. Her body was very warm, burning against his heart like a small fireball, warming the coldness in his heart. He remembered that she was like this when she was a child. As soon as she saw him, she would rush into his arms unscrupulously and roll around like a baby, calling him "Oh Ni-chan, Oh Ni-chan" sweetly; unlike now, she couldn't even give a simple hug. To test and consider.

Has he become too afraid to even get close to her?

The comparison between the past and the present is particularly sad and ironic. Even if he was as determined as he was, he couldn't deceive himself or others at this moment and pretend that he didn't care. At that moment, in his mind, the towering snow peaks collapsed and fell, raising dust and mist all over the sky.

After a moment of being at a loss, Itachi finally let out a long sigh of relief, put his arm around her shoulders, and put his other hand on the back of her head, pressing her deeper into his arms. The freezing coldness slowed down her sense of smell, making the familiar orange blossom scent in her hair feel a bit cold; she was still a small, soft ball when held in her arms, as if she had always been by her side and had never grown up or grown up. Never left.

"It's not me." Itachi said suddenly, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

Feng Lan didn't understand what he meant, and looked up at him. Her almond-shaped eyes were like a deer that bowed its head to drink water and was disturbed by the birds in the forest.

Itachi's heart softened a little, and his voice returned to normal when he spoke again: "The fact that the remnants of Sansho Hanzo colluded with Root to sneak attack the base was not the information I disclosed. "

He didn't have to explain this, but inexplicably, he didn't want her to misunderstand, and he didn't want her to be deceived. He paused and said, "...Although Danzo gave me a secret instruction, I will get rid of you at all costs."

Feng Lan blinked her bright eyes as if they had been washed by ice and snow, and looked at him innocently. Then she raised her eyebrows and showed a silly and confident smile: "I know, brother, you will never hurt me." mine."

This was quite beyond Itachi's expectation. Feng Lan didn't show any surprise, surprise, doubt or sadness at all, as if everything he did was just as she thought.

She trusted him and understood him. What could be more gratifying for him than this?

Itachi's arms unconsciously tightened a little more, and he also lowered his eyes to look at her, with mixed emotions in his eyes.

Feng Lan looked away with some guilt, her cheeks burning. What she really wanted to say was: Brother, if you want me to die, that's okay.

But thinking about Itachi's attitude when she revealed that she was willing to be stabbed by Sasuke, she still swallowed these words in a timid manner. If she dared to challenge Itachi's bottom line so recklessly, she would probably be thrown directly into Tsukuyomi's world and brainwashed for ten days and a half, right?

Feng Lan couldn't help but shudder when she thought about Sasuke's crooked eyes and crooked mouth and drooling when he was hospitalized, like a facial paralysis patient who had failed plastic surgery. She felt a little aggrieved in her heart, and she shifted her attention tremblingly and carefully: "But, after thinking about it for a while, I can't think of anyone else who has contact with Danzo."

Itachi pondered for a moment, and then said calmly: "Duanzo gave me very clear instructions, and it seems that I am sure that I will meet you, but I have never revealed it to him before. After thinking about it, you leave Konoha After that, although your whereabouts became a mystery, it was not traceable. Especially when you went to find Sasuke, there was a lot of noise..."

"You mean, Orochimaru revealed to Danzo that I joined Akatsuki? "Feng Lan suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment. She overturned Orochimaru's lair and beat up his baby Sasuke. Orochimaru didn't dare to provoke "Akatsuki" in the open, but secretly gave her some shoes. It can be done.

emmmmm... It seems that if she finds an opportunity, she has to attack Orochimaru's lair again.

But then she thought about it and felt something was wrong, so she asked Itachi: "But isn't Orochimaru also an S-class traitor? He is also a member of Danzo's wanted list and took the initiative to contact "Gen". Isn't he afraid of being exposed?" "

Itachi looked at her with a deep look, and took the trouble to answer: "The relationship between Orochimaru and the root is much more complicated than you think. Danzo not only wanted to get rid of him, but also needed him to do some dirty things that he couldn't do conveniently. So even after they rebelled against the village, their contact was quite frequent. When I have time, I will tell you in detail. "

Itachi didn't want Feng Lan to know too much about the dark side of Konoha. But now, Feng Lan has also embarked on the path of rebellion and has completely offended Danzo. His original protection of Feng Lan may become a sharp blade that hurts her. Instead of doing this, it is better to tell Feng Lan all the inside information that she knows, so that she can be mentally prepared for what kind of opponent she will face, so as not to be caught off guard when things happen.

Feng Lan immediately understood what Weasel was referring to. She snapped her fingers happily and said bluntly: "Is this the so-called collusion and a nest of snakes and rats?" ! "

Great, I finally learned to use idioms correctly.

Itachi suddenly felt very relieved, and slightly curled his lips, revealing an arc that could be called a "smile".

But before his smile could overflow, Feng Lan said with emotion: "...What a pair of adulterers and adulterers who have a fierce relationship with each other and steal a female prostitute!"

Itachi: "..."

Itachi immediately straightened his expression, reached out and poked her forehead heavily, and said sternly: "Where did you learn these messy words? Don't say them again in the future!"

Feng Lan let out a low cry, rubbed his forehead, and whispered aggrievedly: "Do you believe what I said Kakashi taught me?"

Itachi didn't think Kakashi would teach such a thing to a little girl.

Itachi sighed, feeling that it was necessary to educate Feng Lan.

After being distracted for a moment, he suddenly felt a tightening in his waist, but Feng Lan continued to rub into his arms, looking up at him with her little head raised and saying, "So, brother, will you carry out this order?"

Her eyes were always filled with tears, as fragile as brittle glass, as helpless as ice crystals under the scorching sun, and as hesitant as scattered clouds. Itachi suddenly remembered that she had looked at him with such eyes before: when she was kidnapped by the "root" that stole Shisui's body; when she was a child, when she was escaping on the night of the Kyuubi attack; when she was thousands of insignificant things moment. Such a look made him uncomfortable and overwhelmed, as if the softest thin blade was cutting into his heart with thousands of knives.

He didn't understand why she had such a look in her eyes before. It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized: Feng Lan had actually been afraid of being left behind by him, right?

He suddenly felt depressed. Why did she always feel that she was the one left behind? She obviously trusts him the most, but also trusts him the least. Why is she so conflicted?

Itachi stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, unable to bear to look any further, and said with a sigh-like tone: "His orders have no effect on me."

Years of exposure to the wind and sun had made his palms rough, but they were extremely warm. The warmth flowed from her eyebrows to the bottom of her heart, making her whole body feel warm. Feng Lan was so excited that she plunged into Itachi's arms, nuzzled him, and sucked Itachi hard twice.

Itachi hugged Feng Lan, indulging her rare wantonness. What he didn't tell Feng Lan was that Danzo threatened him that if he didn't complete this task, he would lose the highest level of confidential identity protection, become a true traitorous ninja, and be hunted down by the "roots". After he got the news, he only felt that Danzo was childish and ridiculous, but had no other emotions.

Danzo was also at the end of his rope, and he only had such useless chips to trade with him. The so-called "identity protection" has long been a blank check in name only. Danzo wanted to kill him all the time and shut him up forever with those dirty secrets. But facing Feng Lan, who was even more crazy and uncontrollable, he chose to keep Itachi, an enemy he knew well, and continued to draw this pie to hang him. Itachi sometimes really didn't know whether Danzo was shrewd or naive.

"You have to be careful." Itachi raised his hand and covered the top of her hair. The long hair had been drying in the ice and snow for a long time, and it was also dyed with a layer of coldness. It was as cold as ice silk. "The "root" attacked "Akatsuki", the target is you, which means that in "Akatsuki", besides me, there are people who are secretly communicating with Danzo. " His voice became lower and lower, and the Sharingan unknowingly appeared due to hidden anger, "The person who can accurately know your specific movements must have been very close to you during that time. "

The masked figure immediately appeared in his mind. Feng Lan had been getting close to Feng Lan since he came to "Xiao". What was his intention? !

"Yeah! I know!" Feng Lan was happy and obedient, but her tone was extremely perfunctory.

Didn't listen at all...

Itachi was worried, and when he saw that Feng Lan still looked indifferent, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Brother, we've been wasting a lot of time, let's go." Feng Lan had finished sucking on Weasel, and then she remembered the business. After getting Itachi's approval, she was about to run away, but was dragged back by Itachi's wrist.

"Come back!" He raised his hand and took off his bamboo hat and put it on Feng Lan's head. Then he picked up the bamboo hat that Feng Lan had dropped on the ground, shook off the fine snow on it, and then put it away.

"Akatsuki"'s work clothes are all issued uniformly, so there is no difference in appearance between Feng Lan and Itachi's hats.

The wind curtain carrying Itachi's warm breath wrapped around him. Looking at Itachi's hair blowing slightly in the cold wind, Feng Lan suddenly felt guilty and stretched out his hand to return the bamboo hat to Itachi: "Brother, look at this snow It has stopped. Whether I wear a hat or not actually..."

Before he could say "It's okay", Itachi stopped him by saying: "Put it on." Although his tone was not very tough, it was undeniable.

Feng Lan gave in very spinelessly, but then she quickly stepped forward, held Itachi's arm as if nothing had happened, and leaned against his side, holding hands with him affectionately, and walked to the stream together. Walk downstream.

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Feng Lan: The more I thought about it afterwards, the more wrong I became. Nissan, did you want a new hat before giving me the old one?