Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Chapter 23 Don't Cry

Itachi held a long knife and lowered his head.

One by one, the gates of the dungeon were broken open.

"Is Tsuruta Moriyoshi?" Itachi stood in the damp dungeon, staring at the bruised boy curled up in a corner.

Five or six years old.

His face was full of fear and uneasiness.

There is a slight deviation from the child in the black and white photo in memory.

"Hmm." The boy trembled.

"Don't be afraid, I was entrusted by your grandfather Tsuruta Juichi to rescue you." Itachi forced a smile.

"Grandpa. Grandpa" the boy suddenly cried loudly.

Itachi hugged him gently.

"It's all over." He patted Tsuruta Moriyoshi on the back.

woohoo-

Desperate cries resounded throughout the underground.

Itachi's sad expression gradually became fierce.

Whether it is a ghost or a human trafficker, they are essentially scum!

Damn it all! !

It's snowing again.

Chun Shi, who had just turned eight years old, stood blankly in front of the house.

Diamond-shaped, crystal-clear snowflakes fell on her disheveled head.

In spring, a mouthful of white mist came out, and he raised his cold red hand to draw a circle.

"You are not allowed to come back if you don't get the money today!" A stern voice came from the shabby house behind him.

Chun Shi trembled all over.

Grabbing the rusty iron box, he disappeared into the boundless wind and snow.

"Mom, that child looks so pitiful." The tightly wrapped little boy was holding the hand of the woman beside him, his voice worried.

"Xiaoyu, there is nothing pitiful about people like them. Remember to stay away from them in the future, otherwise bad things will happen." The woman frowned, pointing to the shivering girl squatting on the bridge.

"Oh." The boy nodded in a daze, and then left straight away.

In spring, the whole person shrinks into a ball.

Completely ignored their words.

She was tired of hearing similar words.

"Ha Qiu!"

Spring sneezed hard.

The passers-by who passed by her immediately looked as if they had seen a ghost, and quickly stepped aside.

She stared at the empty iron box in front of her.

Thoughts of a vast expanse of whiteness.

The heavy snow fell on Chunshi's shoulders, and soon wrapped her into a snowman.

At this time.

There was a loud noise.

Five or six brats wrapped in jackets played and walked over.

"Isn't that a little beggar? He's begging here again, hahahahahahaha!"

"Little beggar!"

"Little beggar!"

The children surrounded her one after another, mocking non-stop.

Spring is silent.

He covered his ears and buried his face in his knees.

Bang!

The crisp sound of metal falling to the ground.

Spring suddenly looked up.

I saw those brats kicking her iron box around on the icy road like a ball.

The bang bang bang bang sound pierced Chunshi's heart like a needle.

"Don't. Don't do this." Chun Shi wanted to stop him, but he was pushed down by someone.

She looked at the child who was having so much fun, crying sobbingly.

cold.

It's as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

Even the blood seemed to freeze.

Chun Shi hugged herself.

Walking tremblingly in the vast snow.

Surrounded by a deserted industrial park, there are abandoned factories everywhere.

She felt like she was going to pass out.

Even consciousness began to trance.

In the crumbling world, what sustains her in the end is her instinctive desire for life.

go further.

In spring, I smell a strong meat fragrance.

She faltered away.

Finally, he stood outside an abandoned factory building.

Cautiously stuck his head out.

The first thing I saw was a boy squatting by the fire, holding a barbecue.

He smiled and waved at him.

Very patiently waiting.

I have never seen such an expression in spring, like the first sunshine in winter.

"Shake hands, we will be friends from now on."

"friend."

Her hand was tightly held by the boy in front of her.

The flame hit him in the face.

Thrilling.

Inside the Kyogoku House.

Haruna Sakura tightly clutched the gorgeous skirt, her sad emotions rampant in her heart, she blinked hard, and said to herself in the bronze mirror,
"Don't cry, spring time, don't cry."

Itachi carefully cut the hemp rope binding my wife Zenitsu with Kunai in his hand.

At the moment the latter is in a coma, a preliminary examination of various vital signs showed no danger of life.

Itachi condensed the chakra in the palm of his hand and walked on the acupuncture points and meridians of Shanyi.

When he was at Ninja Academy, he dabbled in some basic medical skills.

What they are doing now is to speed up the metabolism of anesthetics in the blood.

"Let's go, Shouyi." Itachi helped Shanyi up and walked forward slowly.

"Hmm." The boy standing at the entrance of the dungeon looked at him blankly.

out of the dungeon.

Itachi became the focus instantly.

More than a dozen disgraced children stared at him.

There are strands of hope in the eyes.

Itachi let out a long breath.

"Follow me first."

Came to the dungeon where I was imprisoned in the first place.

Itachi dragged Yang Xiongye up like a dead dog, and the latter looked as if he had seen a ghost.

"Don't kill me. Don't kill me!"

Yang Xiongye's voice trembled violently.

"Take me to the potter's wheel!" Itachi said coldly.

"Pooler's wheel?" Yang Xiongye's pupils shrank.

"You're going to die! You're crazy!"

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't go, you're going to die now!" Itachi grabbed him and rushed out.

"You guys wait here for a while, wait until you hear me yelling to come up, you come up again, understand?" He looked at the children behind him.

"Yeah." He responded with a nod like garlic.

in their eyes.

Itachi is a great hero covered in stars.

Push off the wooden baffle.

What is exposed in front of your eyes is a brightly colored world.

Bright light dazzling.

Itachi climbed up with Yangxiongye in one hand and my wife Shanyi on his shoulder.

The surrounding scenes are undoubtedly the back kitchen of this noodle restaurant.

This so-called winter udon restaurant was turned into an underground prison by Yang Xiongye.

Itachi's hands are sealed.

In Yang Xiongye's jaw-dropping eyes, a clone split out.

They agreed and nodded at each other.

Then Mami walked out of the noodle shop with Yang Xiongye in his arms.

The avatar took my wife Shanyi and a group of children to find a temporary shelter.

"Are you a human or a ghost?" Yang Xiongye wondered.

"Lead the way honestly, don't ask about irrelevant things!" Itachi's eyes were sharp.

Yang Xiongye had no choice but to obediently lead the way.

Flower Street is as prosperous as ever.

But the fun is all theirs.

Itachi has nothing.

He is preoccupied.

My mind was in a mess.

All kinds of wild thoughts ensued.

Sitting on the pear blossom table by the window in spring.

A face without joy or sorrow turned towards the colorful lights downstairs.

The constant flow of people.

The noise that came through the ears.

The whole world is buzzing.

But she is sad for spring and autumn.

My mind is full of the voices and smiles of the people I am thinking about.

It's been a long, long time since we saw each other again.

Everything about him seems to be a thing of the past.

Thinking about it, the tip of the nose felt sore again.

Sniff in spring.

Immediately dissipate that emotion.

Looking at the noisy crowd, she let out a long breath.

The bright moon hangs high.

The thin and cool moonlight fell on her clear pupils, making her feel desolate and lonely.

suddenly.

From the corner of his eyes, he noticed a thin figure.

Deja Vu.

so familiar.

Look at it more clearly, in spring, the whole person is thunderstruck.

The ear seems to open up the world.

She will never forget that high-necked dress embroidered with cattail fans.

Itachi!
It's a ferret!

"Shit!!"

Chunshi shouted loudly, exhausting all his strength.

But the figures in the crowd didn't stop.

Blink disappeared.

Haruna Sakura didn't hesitate at all, she climbed onto the window sill and was about to jump off.

"Spring time!" a harsh voice.

The door opened in an instant.

A gust of wind passed by.

Her neck was tightly strangled.

It turns out that this is the oiran of Kyogokuya, Warabihime.

"I warned you, don't even think about running away! Otherwise, I'll have to lock you up!" Fern Ji's face was fierce.

Sakura Naharu's mind is full of Itachi's figure at this moment.

Desperately moving his eyeballs towards the street.

"Little bitch, are you deaf?" Fern Ji was angry.

At this moment, that alluring face actually had two strange tattoos for no reason, and the bright pupils were bloodstained, and then rolled out the three characters "Shang Xian Lu".

Chunshi felt suffocated and struggled to open his mouth.

"I'm sorry, Fern Princess Oiran, I won't dare again."

"You know my tricks!" Fern Ji gradually calmed down her anger, and threw her to the ground.

cough cough-

Chun Shi clutched his chest, gasping for breath.

"Take care of her." Fern Ji left gracefully.

Then there was a bang.

The door was closed by two trembling maids.

Leaning against the corner of the wall in spring, out of mind.

must.

Get out!
　I went to q reading to test the water, but there is no way, the saved manuscript is completely g.Again, happy new year!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)