[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

Feng Lan had seen this fantasy before after tearing off "Xun Si"; but the difference was that at that time, she had seen his experience from the perspective of a little boy. She clearly remembered one detail at that time. When the little boy approached the door, the red-clothed Ichimatsu figure next to him just happened to lean down and face to face with him.

The plot that seemed familiar now, she just changed into a new body and relived the past from the perspective of Ichimatsu human form.

So the question is, last time she was in sync with Jie Ren's memory, but this time, who is it? It's obviously the intervening sister, A Wu. At this time, Feng Lan appeared in the belted body at the same time. So, there is only one reasonable explanation: Awu died, and his soul was attached to the belted body, resulting in immersive empathy with Awu. Feng Lan can know what happened in the past from the perspective of wearing a tape.

So the haunted belt is actually caused by Ah Wu's ghost. She perseveres and bullies her, but it turns out to be Ah Wu!

I didn't know who the real master was before, but Feng Lan still had a clear conscience, and the bully bullied him with confidence. Now that the truth is revealed, Feng Lan feels a little guilty for no reason.

Ah, bring a belt... No, Miss A Wu, I really didn’t know it was you! I thought it was some bad evil spirit that wanted to hurt people and kill them! So no matter what happens, suppress it first and then talk about it...

Feng Lan was reciting silently when she felt a touch of disdain pass through her heart. Feng Lan was startled by this feeling that was completely not hers, but before she could catch this abnormality, she was attracted by the sound of the couple arguing behind her.

"...How could you do this, how could you do this?! A Wu is your daughter, your daughter!!"

My wife's voice was as sharp as I remembered, and she was sobbing loudly, as if she had experienced the most devastating despair. Against the background of her excitement, her husband's defense seemed so insignificant.

The side with the belt was facing the door, so Feng Lan couldn't see the movements of the couple behind him, and could only judge their situation by their voices.

"Calm down! Liangzi, I didn't, didn't do anything to hurt A Wu!" Listening to the noise, he seemed to have grabbed his wife, trying to explain and comfort her, "A Wu is my daughter, how could I hurt her? ?She wasn't breathing and she was dead before I did that!"

"Excuses, they're all excuses!" Liangzi pushed her husband away, and the reaction made her retreating footsteps hurriedly. But she couldn't wait to regain her footing before accusing her husband, "I know, you are Such a person, you are such a person! For the sake of your art and your pursuit, you can ignore anything... You don't care about Ah Wu, you don't care about others, you don't care about this family...

"You must be thinking: 'A Wu is going to die anyway, let's make her death more valuable!' Right?" right! "

"Liangzi!" He interrupted his wife with an unbearable anger. The reverberations of the dispute echoed faintly in the huge room, making the moment of silence even more unbearable, like a sultry afternoon before a storm, so oppressive that it was impossible to breathe.

It took a long time for the husband to find his voice. He suppressed his trembling and asked his wife who misunderstood him deeply: "In your eyes, am I really so heartless and inhumane?"

The wife also slowly calmed down from her excitement: "Isn't it true?" She asked calmly, almost coldly, "Sooner or later, our whole family will be made into puppets by you!"

As if being hit by these words, the husband took a step back suddenly, trying to hold himself up, but the fluctuations in his voice became increasingly uncontrollable: "Liangzi, it's not like that... Liangzi, listen to me, I did it to save Ah Wu. ah……"

"I don't believe it! You lied to me, you must have lied to me!" As if her endurance had reached its limit, Liangzi screamed hysterically again. She pushed her husband away and turned away, "I can't sit still and wait for death. I must keep my husband." people!

The bamboo curtain was roughly pulled open and then fell down, making a crackling sound. Feng Lan heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, then was kicked away and rolled around on the ground again.

Feng Lan: "..."

Hey!

However, Liangzi didn't even notice that he had kicked something. He bowed and picked up the person standing by the door and ran out.

"Liangzi, Liangzi!"

Perhaps the belief in protecting the child burst out with infinite power, and Liangzi walked away quickly. Her husband yelled several times but she didn't change her mind. He hesitated for a moment and then chased her out.

The noise soon faded away, leaving only a dull dull sound coming from a distance through the wooden house. Feng Lan was left behind. She was knocked over by Liangzi's kick before leaving the door, and she looked into the bamboo curtain through the gap. This angle allowed her to completely see the bulge of the human figure lying behind the curtain.

It was really a person. To be more precise, it was a "person" before.

The girl in white clothes and scarlet belt lay on her back on the tatami, her stiff body motionless, her long hair spread all over the floor. Her dull eyes were wide open, staring straight at the ceiling without focus, never blinking again. Her face retained the beauty and youthfulness of her life, but it could not avoid the stiffness and lifelessness of the deceased.

Feng Lan, who had spent some time with the contemporary humanoid master Red Sand Scorpion, recognized it at a glance. It was a human puppet.

Feng Lan suddenly felt a shiver run down her body: A Wu's father made her a puppet!

No wonder, no wonder her mother would be such a gaffe. Anyone who goes out for a trip and comes back to see their living daughter in this state will collapse, right? Not even if the daughter had passed away before. Besides, my husband is a person who pursues the ultimate in art. It is not impossible to use his own children as raw materials for humanoid forms...

While Feng Lan was thinking wildly, the door to the master room creaked open again. The husband who had not recovered his wife came in in despair, muttering to himself in a daze: "Liangzi, I will bring Ah Wu back to show you..."

He walked into the curtain, picked up A Wu's human form, and walked out of the curtain. Inadvertently looking down, he saw the Ichimatsu doll lying on the ground. Not knowing what he thought of, he squatted down, picked up the doll from the ground, and put it into A Wu's arms, just like he did the moment before his daughter died.

"...A Wu...are you lonely? Let him stay with you for a while...wait, wait, you will come back...our family can be together again..." His eyes straightened, It was gloomy and creepy, as if possessed.

Feng Lan lay in the arms of A Wu's body and was taken out of the house together.

That feeling is really mysterious...

Feng Lan couldn't even say the word "扌忿".

Thank you, it was a great experience and I don’t want to come here again. I don't want to give it a single star.

At this time, the sky outside the house was already dark, the setting sun had gathered its last desolate glow, and the thick twilight took advantage of the opportunity to cover my head, like an upside-down paint bowl, suppressing the night without leaving any gaps. Feng Lan looked at the sky, which was dyed golden gray bit by bit, and felt a little despair and sadness as if he was feeling it.

The living ghosts of the world walked into the Buddhist hall along the dark shadows on the corridor. The kind-faced Buddha statue in the hall was also obscured by the shadow of memory. Only the light leaking from the zenith illuminated the head of the head with a square of light. Feng Lan used the dim light to see Ah Wu's father turn the candlesticks on both sides of the altar, and the floor in front of the pedestal under the lotus platform slowly opened, revealing the dark tunnel entrance and the direction extending to the end of the darkness. Go down the stone steps.

Without hesitation, her father carried Ah Wu into the long corridor, and Feng Lan's consciousness fell into disorderly darkness.

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