[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

In the master room on the west side of the ancient house, the faint blue light of the blubber candle falls gently, forming a barrier-like aperture, which generously envelopes the two figures leaning against each other in the corner, resisting the erosion of darkness and danger.

The sobs in her arms gradually became less audible, replaced by long and steady breathing, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep after being tired from crying. Itachi did not disturb her, but naturally put his hand on her back, hugged her gently, and gently tolerated and cared for the girl in his arms in the manner of a guardian.

He half-lidded his eyelids, staring unfocused somewhere on the tatami. The flickering candlelight reflected a cluster of small blue flames in his dark eyes, flickering and flickering, making his expression even more mysterious and unpredictable. He remained motionless for a long time, seemingly turning into a silent and resolute stone statue.

The flame melted the whale's blubber, and the white and greasy wax condensed into clear dew-like wax tears under the purification of high temperature. It slowly slid down the straight body of the candle and dripped on the knuckles of the Itachi holding the whale's blubber candle. Somewhat Burning pain. Although the pain was not worth it, Itachi still turned his head slightly and looked at the knuckles.

He was visually measuring the length of the candle.

He was not mistaken. The blubber candle was about half a centimeter shorter than the original one. According to his understanding of blubber candles, this is equivalent to the loss of burning blubber candles continuously for a day and night. This shows that although the blubber candle can dispel the miasma in this house, its consumption is much greater than normal.

Itachi had calculated carefully, and the remaining blubber candles were probably only enough to sustain them for about three hours. I wonder who owns the other blubber candle? Did the holder notice its special usage? But no matter what, there is not much time left for them, and they must find a way out as soon as possible.

As if sensing Itachi's anxiety, Feng Lan, who was lying on his chest, moved, and finally crawled out of Itachi's arms reluctantly. She probably realized that she was being unreasonable just now, and now that she had calmed down, she couldn't help but feel guilty. She didn't dare to look at Itachi, she just lowered her head and looked away.

However, the small movements could not hide from Itachi's eyes. Then, with the light of the blubber candle from below, Weasel saw Feng Lan's pretty face, crying like a little cat. Her face was covered with dirty tear spots, her eyelids were slightly swollen, and the ends of her eyes were as red as rouge. mark. A pair of apricot eyes, like rain in the azure sky, as clear as crystal, as if water is dripping from the delicate ground.

Itachi's heart instantly softened, but his face still only asked lukewarmly: "Are you ready to cry?" It was more indulgent than harsh.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I was willful..." Feng Lan sniffed, apologized timidly, and buried her head lower in embarrassment. Then he realized that he was still holding on to Itachi's sleeve, which he used as a face towel, and he quickly let go of it cowardly.

Itachi didn't pay much attention, and signaled Feng Lan to take the blubber candle, then took his own handkerchief, squeezed a handful of water from the water bag, and used it to clean Feng Lan's face. He seemed to want to comfort her, so he said casually: "Don't be sad, at least I'm with you now."

Feng Lan felt sour in her heart when she heard this, but she didn't dare to cry anymore, so she had no choice but to wipe away her tears, silently took the handkerchief, wiped her face carefully, and folded the handkerchief inside out. Apply to eyes to reduce swelling. After all, she was waiting to meet up with Xie and the others, and she didn't want others to see anything wrong.

The soreness in her eyes subsided slightly, and Feng Lan heard Weasel say: "If nothing happens, let's set off. The blubber candle won't last long."

After hearing Itachi briefly explain the limitations of the blubber candle, Feng Lan immediately calmed down her sorrowful thoughts. Venting out all the grievances that had been suppressed in her heart at once, Feng Lan instantly cheered up. She climbed up from the ground, straightened her slightly wrinkled clothes, and said enthusiastically, "Well, let's go! Let's get this place done quickly, and then go out to find a new home!"

Feng Lan was first interested in the other side of the shoji, and Itachi told her that he had just come from there because the space was folded by the miasma. Even though it looked from the map that his destination was in the guest room next to hers, Itachi It still took a lot of time to reach Feng Lan smoothly.

There are doors on the east and west sides of that guest room, leading to the atrium and the small courtyard here respectively. The door to the atrium seemed to be sealed by some force and could not be opened, so he had to take a detour from the other side.

Feng Lan secretly nodded. According to the characteristics of Japanese horror games, after the mini-boss, all other passages except for a specific prop will be closed. This is usually to prevent different characters in the same place from meeting each other and allow the protagonist to run through the plot...

Well, of course, this is not a game, but the routines are still interchangeable. So now that she and Itachi have reunited, they should be exploring the next scene, right? Where should we go?

Feng Lan subconsciously opened the shoji sliding door in front of her, and saw a long courtyard outside. One side was built with a high bamboo wall, and the other side was connected to the corridor, connecting the two rooms next door. At the end was another It's a bamboo wall. Perhaps because of the oppressive feeling of the semi-enclosed structure, this courtyard seems much smaller than the one next to the siblings' room, and the vegetation, trees and rocks are smoother and more atmospheric, so after being covered with snow, nothing can be seen. There is a large fish pond in the courtyard, and there is a stone lantern next to it. Like the uneven stones surrounding the pond, they are all covered under the snow, and only a rough outline can be seen. Feng Lan stood on tiptoe and looked around, only to find that the water in the pool was very turbid, and there probably weren't any living things left. After a quick glance, she lost interest and closed the door decisively.

She thought that if she were a game designer, she would not let the character go back after a scene. At most, she would go back to get useless supplies. The focus of the search should still be the new map.

After closing the door tightly, Feng Lan turned to Itachi and shook his head, indicating that he found nothing. Itachi also nodded kindly, and then motioned for Feng Lan to follow him to the other side.

What they didn't see was that at the moment Feng Lan closed the door, a flash of white furisode and crimson belt...

The bamboo curtain that was originally lowered in the room was pulled up by someone unknown when, leaving a passage for one person to pass through. Itachi felt something was wrong in his heart, as if it was a rough trap set by ghosts, just waiting for them to fall into the trap dominated by curiosity. He held the candle in front, lowered his head slightly to avoid the rolled-up bamboo curtain, and entered the tent first.

Feng Lan followed closely.

As soon as he entered the tent, a disgusting smell of blood hit his face, carrying the rancid smell of red blood cells that had deteriorated over the years. It was very irritating to people's sense of smell, and was particularly unfriendly to someone like Feng Lan who was sensitive to smells.

She frowned and covered her nose, standing beside the intersection without moving, only squinting her eyes to observe the scene inside the curtain. The ground was a mess, all traces of dried blood that spurted out, and there was not even a place to stand. There were also splashes of blood on the inside of the surrounding curtains. It was obvious that the entire space was sealed when the crime occurred. This bloody and brutal ruins, obviously the desperate scene at that time, caused people's psychological discomfort.

They had seen this row of barriers from the "Lijiu" sealed passage before, but unfortunately the light was too dark at the time and no one saw what was going on here. Feng Lan thought to herself, if this was an RPG game, then the BGM would have changed by this point, becoming very scary, eerie, ethereal and profound, for fear that the players would not know that something big was about to happen.

There was a quilt spread in the middle of the compartment, and the blood spread around it. The compress underneath was soaked in blood so that the original color could not be seen. What was strange was that the quilt covering it bulged into the shape of a human being lying on his side. , which makes people scared but also can’t help but want to find out.

Itachi looked around the inner room and already had an idea. When she turned around, she saw Feng Lan squatting beside the quilt with her nose in her hands, a look of disgust on her face, while she secretly stretched out her little hand to lift the quilt.

Itachi sighed silently in his heart. Sure enough, he was still the same as when he was a child, always wanting to make trouble.

He strode over, held down Feng Lan's little hand that was about to move, and said to Feng Lan: "I'm here, you stay back, be careful of traps." Although his tone was undeniably stern, there was a little helplessness in his tone.

Feng Lan knew that she couldn't argue with Itachi at this time, so she retreated to the corner obediently and hid her whereabouts.

Seeing Feng Lan avoid it, Weasel stretched out his hand to grab the corner of the quilt, and then lifted it up violently. The moment he lifted the quilt, he jumped to the side to avoid possible traps.

The quilt raised up the churning air current, and the condensed blood clots attached to the fabric turned into fine dust, flying and falling one after another, turning into filthy dust mist in the air, which was very choking.

Other than that, nothing happens.

Feng Lan had walked out of her hiding place. She waved away the blood ash in front of her eyes. When she looked around, she couldn't help but say "huh". What was wrapped under the quilt was not the unrecognizable human remains they had expected, but a lying human figure of Ichimatsu.

She stepped forward curiously, leaned over and picked up the human figure, and said to herself: "Hey, doesn't this have a strap? Why did Xie Dan hide it here?..."

She glanced at the belt and suddenly felt something was wrong. After taking a closer look, I discovered that the sealing talisman around the neck with a belt had been torn off by someone. Feng Lan secretly yelled "Oops" and immediately wanted to throw the humanoid out. Unexpectedly, it was still a step too late.

Daitie suddenly turned her head, narrowed her eyes, her little cherry mouth stretched to her cheek, and smiled maliciously at her. Feng Lan's eyesight went dark, and she suddenly lost consciousness.