[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

Itachi slowly opened his eyes. Such a deep sleep with no sense of time made his temples feel a little swollen and painful, and also caused his memory to be fragmented for a moment. He pinched the root of his nose habitually to refresh himself, and then, the scenes before coma were replayed in his mind at an accelerated speed, and he could remember each frame vividly. He was startled and subconsciously jumped to take action.

But he could barely stand up, but the weight on his arms held him back. He looked back and saw Feng Lan curled up in his arms, her eyes closed, her breathing long, and she was sleeping soundly. Itachi's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he leaned back to his original position as if out of strength, letting out a long sigh of relief.

Looking back at Feng Lan, he saw that the girl was leaning on his shoulder, sleeping peacefully and peacefully, even snoring lightly, as if she was extremely tired, and her long eyelashes were curled along her closed eyes. Her eyelids drooped, casting a deep shadow like wet crow feathers, trembling lazily with the rhythm of her breathing.

Itachi's heart was wrapped in a softness full of guilt, as if the exposed atrium had been dipped in slightly sour fruit vinegar, making it soft and painful.

It seemed like he hadn't looked at her so seriously for a long time.

Feng Lan's skin is very white, but it is not the kind of bloodless paleness, but a healthy and lustrous pearly white color. There is also a light pink blush on her cheeks, as if she has accidentally touched the rose juice, which is natural and fresh. . Even at such a close distance, no flaws could be seen on her face, which was as delicate and smooth as a newly shelled egg. As she grew older, her facial features gradually opened up, and the outline of her eyebrows and eyes became more contoured than when she was young, as if the stamens of a flower had finally opened their curled petals, revealing the hidden brilliant colors.

It has to be said that some people are so favored by the Creator that they let time become a devout craftsman, carving out their features with unparalleled patience and meticulousness, and polishing the jade like drops of water piercing it until it is Revealing gorgeous and dazzling brilliance.

Itachi stared at her quietly, a smile hidden on his lips. He has traveled all over the world, seen the ups and downs of life, and seen all the fireworks. When he suddenly looks back, she is still the moonlight cinnabar that he treasures in his heart.

Itachi looked at her for a long time, then reluctantly withdrew his gaze and began to observe the surrounding environment. They were in a narrow cave, about seven or eight meters deep, and the bottom was slightly wider than the top, but it still seemed crowded when the two of them were sitting close together. There are no passages on all sides of the cave, but there is a circular opening directly above. Soft light leaks from above, covering the two of them like holy light falling from the sky. It seems that there are vegetation or other objects blocking the light opening, which makes the sporadic light less dazzling. The soil on the cave wall is damp and muddy. Although there are obvious traces of artificial excavation, these traces have long been covered by weeds and moss and are no longer obvious.

Itachi had no idea where he was, and he was a little confused about how he and Feng Lan got here.

Is it the power of the so-called "Shadow Miko"?

But as long as Feng Lan is fine, everything will be fine.

Itachi decided to wait and see what happens, waiting for Feng Lan to wake up before making his next plan. He lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep, but secretly paid attention to the movements around him.

And as if telepathically, not long after Itachi closed his eyes, Feng Lan, who had been sleeping soundly, twitched all over his body, like the tremor from the deepest fear when a nightmare is about to end.

She jumped up convulsively and cried out in pain: "Nissan!"

Itachi quickly held her down, patted her back, and comforted her softly: "I'm here. It's okay, Feng Lan, it's okay..."

Feng Lan gasped and looked at him blankly. It took a while before she regained focus: "Brother..." She licked her dry lips, swallowed, and asked in a daze: "... Where is this? Why are we here? Are you... okay? "

"It's fine." Itachi saw that Feng Lan's expression was natural and his words were clear and logical, and he secretly put his heart back into his stomach. But then, he became a little worried and frowned: "What happened at that time? What happened to those things underground?"

Hearing this, Feng Lan rubbed her nose in embarrassment. How could she have the nerve to tell Itachi that she had just experienced one hundred and eighty times of life and death with Itachi in her dream, and she had carried out all the BE aesthetics to the end. Therefore, when Itachi asked her about the situation underground, she told everything about the Kiryu family; of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, she concealed the part about Saka.

After all, Itachi had missed the first tens of thousands of words of the plot, and it was related to the task he was taking on, so he listened very seriously. When Feng Lan finished speaking in a vivid and colorful manner, he lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said to Feng Lan: "What is the origin of that "high monk"? From your tone, it sounds like you know him? "

Feng Lan: "..."

Ah, how could she explain to Itachi that she and Shaka actually traveled through time from another anime?

Moreover, Brother Itachi, you are a little too sharp, aren't you? She had obviously tried her best to avoid mentioning her involvement with Shaka, so how did Itachi spot the flaw?

Feng Lan just felt that she couldn't figure it out even if she thought about it. Seeing Itachi looking at her with deep and firm eyes, Feng Lan became even short of breath and said haha: "Haha, brother, what are you kidding me? That "high monk" appeared at Kiryu's house. He was seven or eight It was ten years ago, how could I possibly know him. Am I right? Ha ha ha ha……"

Looking at Feng Lan, who couldn't stop laughing, Itachi silently lowered his gaze, and the doubts in his heart became more certain. He was convinced that Feng Lan was hiding something from him. There is nothing wrong with Feng Lan's statement, and the time and role of the "eminent monk" in the entire incident is also reasonable.

However, what made him suspicious was Feng Lan's tone when talking about the "eminent monk". Although Feng Lan carefully concealed it, the loose and even teasing tone that was revealed unintentionally was all intended to cover up Feng Lan's familiarity and unashamed trust in the other party, as if they had known each other for a long time. Like an old friend reunited after a long absence.

Itachi knew very well that after experiencing so many ups and downs in life, Feng Lan was no longer as heartless as she appeared on the outside; on the contrary, her heart was hidden very deep, and it was built with thousands of people and thousands of faces. The shield protects oneself layer by layer. If there was anyone she could trust and rely on wholeheartedly, to put it bluntly, Itachi felt that he should be one, and probably the only one among the living.

He thought he was suspicious at first, so he asked casually. Unexpectedly, Feng Lan's guilty reaction confirmed his suspicion.

Feng Lan has his own little secret, but this secret is beyond his reach.

This feeling made him uncomfortable, even though he knew it was unreasonable.

Maybe it's just worry?

Itachi tried to convince himself: Feng Lan was familiar with the "eminent monk", and the power that finally appeared underground was inextricably linked to Feng Lan. Upon closer inspection, there was always a sense of conspiracy. But Feng Lan was right. She had never left Konoha Village before, how could she know the monks who wandered around seventy or eighty years ago?

Itachi was silently meditating, while Feng Lan watched from the side with fear, fearing that her Itachi god would suddenly open his mind and ask sharp questions, and she could not resist and completely expose her old boss. She tried to divert Itachi's attention, turned sideways and tugged on Itachi's sleeves, feigning fear and timidity and said: "Nissan, it's so dark and scary here, can we leave quickly?"

Feng Lan has been well versed in the key to acting coquettishly and cutely since she was a child: her eyes should be pure, her expression should be innocent, and her movements should be subtle, just like a delicate flower that cannot resist the gentle breeze. Based on her past experience, this trick was tried and tested, and as long as this ultimate secret was presented, there was nothing that Itachi would not agree to.

She had just grabbed Itachi's sleeve to coyly prepare to be a demon, when something fell from her own sleeve and fell to the ground with a "snap".

Feng Lan and Itachi both followed the sound and saw that the object that fell out was the wooden carving of the "Shadow Miko". As if all the strength had been exhausted after completing the final mission, the originally hard wooden sculpture became decayed, weathered and fragile, and was suddenly broken into pieces. Among the debris on the ground, there is a thin light, which is still shining and cannot be seen in this dark environment.

Feng Lan glanced at the thing curiously, and her expression suddenly changed.