Konoha: Reincarnated by Orochimaru in the beginning

Time passes forward, and on the other side, when I look up and see that the sky is getting late, Shi's expression has changed from irritable at the beginning to now completely hopeless.

He was very hungry now, but there was a man next to him who kept talking nonsense, and even took out a bunch of plants that looked like they were edible and earnestly persuaded him to try them.

Of course, it would be fine if it was just like this, but the problem is that after this person ate these unknown plants in order to demonstrate, his face suddenly turned blue and purple, and he didn't even dare to open his mouth and say a complete sentence.

Thinking of this, he grimaced, unable to run away or fight. He didn't understand why he had to suffer this kind of torture here?

"Ahem, um, um, I found something that tastes good and should be swallowable. Do you want to try it?" Hashirama's tone sounded obviously lacking confidence.

Shiki didn't want to pay attention to him, and suddenly stopped in front of a house and said to Hashirama: "If you don't want to sleep on the street at night, help open the door."

"Huh? Didn't you bring the key?" Hashirama asked doubtfully, but even though he asked this, his hand was already subconsciously placed on the door, and he pushed the door open without much force.

As soon as the door was opened, a figure suddenly came out and stumbled away, and within a few seconds his back was no longer visible.

Hashirama's expression was stiff: "...Isn't this your home?"

Shixu stared: "It is now."

Until he entered the house, Hashirama was still thinking about this, with visible guilt on his face. Although they had a place to live, thinking from another perspective, if they left this house, the person just now would have to sleep on the streets. , for special reasons, he couldn't leave that person behind.

Hashirama: "Where did you live before?"

Shi: "Well, I know what you want to ask, but I don't live here anyway."

The house is not big. It looks like it is only the size of a bedroom. There is only a simple bed, a cabinet with a missing handle, and some random things, such as sharp branches and sticks about half a person's height. , all the clothes were thrown on the bed, and under the bed wrapped in 'rags', there was a jar that looked like a pickle.

Hashirama looked at the surrounding environment. Since the bottom of the bed was empty, he subconsciously bent down and looked down. When he saw the jar, his eyes suddenly lit up and he was about to take action.

Shi Que suddenly said: "If I were you, I wouldn't choose to do this."

Hashirama was confused: "Aren't you hungry? There is a jar down here, and there is probably food in it."

"Do you remember what I said earlier?"

"Forehead……"

Seeing Hashirama like this, after thinking about it for a while, Shi felt that he shouldn't meddle in other people's business. He made a "please" gesture with his hand, then turned over and lay down on the bed to rest.

Hashirama frowned and looked under the bed again, but this time he was careful. After careful observation, he suddenly discovered that there were dark red traces on the surface of the jar. Because it was hidden in the darkness, it could not If you look closely, these marks are like the patterns on the jar itself.

"..."

Hashirama looked under the bed, then raised his head to look at the food lying on the bed. For a moment, he felt a great sense of absurdity emerge in his heart, as if he was whispering: "What on earth is this place?"

Shi ignored it, after all, he had already answered this question, and Hashirama's words were obviously not asking him, but more like talking to himself.

There was only one bed, and Hashirama didn't have the mentality of eating. Instead, he found a relatively clean corner, spread a few rags on the floor, and rested against the corner.

After a while, Hashirama suddenly said: "Do you know what that thing looks like?"

Faced with these words that seemed to have no beginning or end, Shi turned over and faced Hashirama: "I don't know, it seems that you are not in a good mood?"

"No...it's okay." Hashirama had heard of this kind of thing before, but when it actually appeared in front of him, his mind still felt like someone had suddenly hit him with a stick. Even after being hit, he didn't even know who the 'enemy' was. Do not know at all.

At this moment, their stomachs suddenly buzzed together, and they looked at each other.

Shi raised his eyebrows: "Didn't you eat something before?"

Thinking of the things he was looking for before, Hashirama looked away: "Ahem, I didn't swallow it, um - I'm going out." After saying that, he stood up and walked out.

Seeing this, Shi curled his lips and turned away: "No, just leave it like this. I don't like eating other people's leftovers either."

Hashirama paused in his steps and looked at the door in front of him that had been half opened by him. He murmured with his lips silently, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Leaning on the corner again, Hashirama sat on the ground in a daze. Yes, this place is fake, but - I said not long ago that illusions are based on reality...

After an unknown amount of time, Shi was lying on the bed and suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. What was strange was that there was no trace of sleepiness in his eyes, as if he had never fallen asleep at all.

Sensing the movement, Hashirama also opened his eyes and frowned subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

Shi did not explain much: "Let's go!"

After going out and arriving outside the house, Shi glanced around and ran directly to the right side of the door. Although he didn't know what was going on, Hashirama didn't ask more, but followed him and said directly: "Where are you going? ?I'll bring you."

Shi nodded slightly: "Run in a straight line in this direction. If there are obstacles, go around them."

"Is there something chasing you?" Hashirama asked, picking up the food and throwing it on his back.

"That's right, just hold on until daytime." Shi grabbed Hashirama's shoulders and spoke in an unhurried tone, as if he had been used to it for a long time, and he didn't feel at all aware that he was being chased.

What was also surprising was that even though he was on his back, he didn't feel much bumps, only the sound of the wind blowing by his ears.

After crossing a broken wall, Hashirama's voice came through the wind: "Are you really not an Uchiha source?"

Shi frowned: "No, that guy is just a lunatic."

Hashirama: "Crazy?"

Realizing that he had said too much, he paused for a meal. After thinking about it, he finally gave up his plan to change his story: "No, okay, you may not believe it, but he is the one who is chasing me now. For some reason, he wants to Kill me and I just want to live.”

"Can we stop and communicate? Maybe there may be a misunderstanding between you." After all, this illusion is most likely caused by Uchiha Source. Hashirama can only find him if he wants to find out the situation. Since Shi is not Uchiha Source, then that's it. It means that the food is fake. The caster wants to kill the characters in his fantasy, but it is unreliable no matter what he thinks. Worse still, even if something is really wrong, he has the ability to prevent it from happening.

"No misunderstanding. Of course you can stay and stop him. I'll take the first step." As he said that, he held up his hand and jumped off Hashirama's back, intending to continue running away.

However, just after he came down and ran a few steps, Shi's figure suddenly stopped, turned around and walked back with his head lowered, looking a little discouraged: "It's too late."