[Comprehensive] Tibetan Sword

Kakashi had a bad first impression of the first teacher he admired in the future.

At that time, he was immersed in the pain and sorrow of his father's death, unable to understand why his father changed overnight from a hero revered by everyone to a coward everyone despised. Three-year-old Kakashi only knew that he had to You have to straighten your spine, and you can't lose the Hatake family. Since those people said that his father failed because he failed to complete an important task, so he felt guilty and finally committed suicide, then he can only use his own blood and life to wash away this feeling. insult.

With such awareness at a young age, the future glory is almost obvious.

As a result, when the white-haired bastard in front of him came in, the first thing he did was to pick him up, and casually threw away the knife left by his father who was holding him tightly in his arms! ! ! !

At that time, Kakashi was heartbroken after eating this product! ! !

What made him most inexplicably sad and indignant was that Uncle Tang, who had always been on good terms with his father, flew out to pick up the knife, and said with a regretful face, "It's a pity to throw it away, it can sell for a lot of money..."

... My aunt can bear it, and my uncle can't bear it!

So Kakashi bit the arm of some white-haired bastard, even if he smelled the smell of blood like rust, he refused to let go.

Then he heard the man's slightly surprised voice, "Huh? There's still some bloodiness~"

"But...you're still a kid!"

In the next second, Kakashi felt a pain in the back of his neck, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Ye Shizhou carried the little Kakashi, and followed Tang Wuzhi into the Hagwood mansion. Tang Wuzhi was very familiar with the rooms here. He took Ye Shizhou around the front main house with ease, passed through the wing room, and came to a rather spacious room. in the room.

There is no decoration in the room, there is only a bed in the corner, the walls are surrounded by shelves, and there are large and small scrolls on the shelves. When Tang Wuzhi walked in, the candle on the beam jumped suddenly, burning faintly up.

Even if Ye Shizhou couldn't see it, he could still feel the cold and solemn atmosphere around him. He asked involuntarily, "This is..."

"This is the room where Shigeru Hatake practiced."

Tang Wuzhi's voice is very low. The friendship between him and Bai Ya these years is not fake. Hatake Shigeru is silent and rigorous, reliable and calm. He is a good big brother with a cold face and a warm heart. Without knowing it - and because he doesn't mind what other people like about him at all - he couldn't integrate into Konoha Ninja at first.

At that time, Hatake Mosu took him to drink in the tavern every day, and when he caused trouble, Hatake Mosu helped him deal with the aftermath. For the sake of Konoha Baiya, most people would be a little more patient with Tang Wuzhi. He went to the battlefield with those ninjas for several times, and was slowly accepted by Konoha, becoming Konoha's official elite Jōnin, and even barely regarded as a direct line of three generations.

"He helped me a lot." Tang Wuzhi's voice was very low, echoing in the secluded training room, with a trace of sadness for no reason, "Even these scrolls... the eldest brother also left it to me."

"Few people know that the Hatake family is also good at sealing techniques. Although it is not as powerful as the Uzumaki family, it is enough to be proud of the ninja world. The eldest brother has sealed all the scrolls he has obtained over the years here. Unless I come in personally, these scrolls It will always be sealed in the pattern on the wall, and eventually turn into ashes with dust." Tang Wuzhi covered his face with one hand, his back was facing Ye Shizhou, his voice choked up, "I wanted to save him...but I still failed."

Ye Shizhou didn't say a word. At this moment, he thought a lot. He remembered the blurred face of Feng Qingyang in his memory. He remembered the teachings of a big brother under the pagoda. of tea.

He took a step back, turned and closed the door.

Everyone has a door of memory, the door is locked tightly, and what is buried inside is not only memory, but also deep feelings.

Cutting constantly, unreasonable, like a gangrene attached to the bone, the pain penetrates into the bone marrow, but willingly, letting these traces of time submerge myself like a tide.

Like him, like Tang Wuzhi.

Ye Shizhou hugged the little Kakashi, sitting under the eaves corridor, the house was a bit cold, and the grass in the yard was overgrown and withered. He didn't attack very hard before, and Kakashi woke up after a while.

After waking up, Kakashi immediately turned over to get out of Ye Shizhou's shackles, but it was a pity that Ye Shizhou's hands were as strong as steel. Kakashi tried to twist his body, but in the end his wrist almost broke but failed. Kakashi stared stubbornly. Ye Shizhou, "Who are you?!"

Ye Shizhou reached out and touched Kakashi's head. His sky-high silver hair was a little prickly and itchy at the same time. He chuckled, "You should know the person who came with me. He invited me to teach you, and he has already I told the third generation, from now on, Atang and I will live in your house, of course, this is still Hatake House."

Kakashi's eyes widened suddenly, and strong unwillingness and fierceness flashed in his eyes, "I don't need anyone to teach me!"

"Don't tell me you plan to figure it out on your own~" Kakashi smiled slightly, he let go of his hand, Kakashi stepped back five meters like a rabbit, and stared at Ye Shizhou warily.

Ye Shizhou spread his hands, "You are my third apprentice. The boss will be a lover in the future, and the second child will be a lover now. I only hope that you will be satisfied if you don't mess around in the future."

"You are not my master! I won't let you be my master!" Ye Shizhou tilted his head, imagined Kakashi's appearance, and smiled, silver eyes, silver hair, small body, tight body, I don't know Why does Ye Shizhou feel that he looks like an abandoned cat.

But... Kakashi is not a cat!

Ye Shizhou waved to Kakashi, "Come here, I'm blind and can't see you."

Kakashi was taken aback for a moment, and then he carefully observed the teacher who suddenly appeared.

The long white hair was randomly tied behind the head by a long golden rope, and a few strands were wantonly left in front of the cheeks. The face was as white as jade, with a gentle smile on the corner of the mouth, the long eyebrows slanted into the brows like swords, and the black eyes were attached. A layer of gray mist, unable to see the truth in it.

He was wearing a pure white dark embroidered golden chrysanthemum gown, a belt with pinched gold silk and dark patterns of the same color around his waist, and dark embroidered gauntlets of the same color on his wrists.

This person was sitting lazily in the corridor, with the old tiles covered by golden fallen leaves, dark brown beams and light ocher wooden floor above his head, the sun was shining brightly above his head, and the obliquely falling golden light shone on this person , like the aging wine flowing with time, it is intoxicating and admirable.

Kakashi was silent.

He is not a fool, it is obvious that a person with such a demeanor will never be an ordinary person.

"Are you dumbfounded?" Tang Wuzhi came out of the training room at the back, and just as he walked to the front hall, he saw Kakashi staring at Ye Shizhou in a daze. He sneered, "The person who hides the sword can only see it with a little skin!"

Ye Shizhou raised his eyebrows, showing a dangerous smile, "What did you just say?"

Tang Wuzhi smiled wickedly, and threw Kakashi aside, "Speaking of which, we haven't had a PK for a long time, why don't we...have a match!?"

Ye Shizhou stood up abruptly, and suddenly a silver-white cold iron long sword appeared in his hand. He casually held a sword flower in his hand, and his whole body concentrated, and he said with a serious expression, "Please advise!"

Where Kakashi couldn't see, a huge battle flag appeared between Ye Shizhou and Tang Wuzhi. Tang Wuzhi moved his feet forward and backward, with his right hand resting on the Thousand Machine Crossbow at his waist. Narrowing his eyes, his eyes flashed, "Please advise!"

Kakashi's eyes widened. He stared blankly at the two people tossing and turning in the small courtyard in front of him. The vertical and horizontal sword aura and the strange and unpredictable Hidden Blade seemed to be the brightest light in the world, instantly illuminating His originally hazy heart.

When Tang Wuzhi's crossbow knocked off the beams of the Hatake main house, and Ye Shizhou and Tang Wuzhi crawled out from under the bricks in disgrace, Kakashi greeted him excitedly. He knelt down on one knee, willingly Ye Shizhou said, "Teacher!"

Ye Shizhou touched the abdomen stabbed by the Hidden Blade, grinning his teeth, and his white clothes were so gray, he curled his lips, "Are you willing?"

Kakashi nodded again and again, Tang Wuzhi sneezed, the dust floating around made his throat dry, he tightened the bandage on his arm, and before Kakashi could speak, he said angrily, "Since I have worshiped the teacher Just go to work honestly!"

He pointed to the roof that was still turning around, "Go and fix the roof!"

Kakashi: "..."