[Naruto·Itachi BG] Reverse Black and White II

"So, that's it..."

After listening to Feng Lan's narration, Itachi sighed softly. He clarified his thoughts and concluded: "Many years ago, there lived here a family of four, a humanoid master, his wife and their children. The humanoid master was too focused on his career and neglected his wife and children. It happened that the eldest daughter A Wu died of illness. The humanoid master planned to use secret techniques to resurrect his daughter and make her body into a puppet as the carrier of her soul. However, he was misunderstood by his wife and thought that the humanoid master had killed his daughter in order to make a perfect humanoid. So the wife collapsed and went crazy and sent him away. After having a son, he wanted to "avenge" his daughter. The husband was attacked by his wife at the critical moment of casting the spell. A Wu's soul failed to be recalled, but instead he freed countless resentful spirits behind the "Gate of Underworld". "

"Yes," Feng Lan agreed. She rubbed Zuma's legs and added after thinking for a while, "...I didn't see what happened next. But I guess that although the humanoid master was possessed by a wraith, The corpse, but there is still some remaining consciousness. His last obsession during his lifetime was to resurrect Ah Wu, and the key step was to make his penis into a puppet..." Feng Lan slowly stood up on the ground with his hands as he spoke. , shook his legs, but his thoughts were not affected at all, "Probably because of this obsession, he followed his wife, mechanically executed his last instinct, and made her into a leather puppet..."

Itachi didn't stop her and naturally withdrew his hand. He thought about it for a moment, and he could only lament the ending of the humanoid master's family.

All tragedies that begin with love end with hate. Obviously, there are countless forks on the road to tragedy that can be avoided, but people often make the choice of the end and never return, and finally inevitably lead to a desperate situation. It is even difficult to identify who the culprit is.

He breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the back of Feng Lan who had walked outside the bamboo curtain, and asked casually: "Then what's next? Do you know what we need to do to get out of here?"

He called several times, but saw no response from Feng Lan. Itachi frowned, stood up and walked towards Feng Lan holding the candle.

The blue candle shadow swayed with his steps, lengthening the bamboo curtain across the dense reflection, reflecting on Feng Lan's body like a prison shadow, binding her soul and freedom.

"Feng Lan?" Itachi stood quietly behind her and called softly through the curtain.

Still no response.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, he stretched out his hand to open the curtain. And just before his hand touched the bamboo curtain, Feng Lan suddenly said:

"...What I want is very simple..."

Feng Lan's voice came faintly, empty and insubstantial, but when she listened carefully, it had a slight accent, as if another person was speaking with her in unison.

Itachi's hand suddenly froze in mid-air, alarm bells blaring in his heart.

But Feng Lan turned around at this moment.

He was still the same person, but his eyes were not as agile and intelligent as Itachi was familiar with. There was a deep void in the thick purple eyes, with no reflection at all, as if even the soul had disappeared. "She" held the Ichimatsu figure in one hand and the wooden sculpture of the "Kyomatsu Miko" in the other. She spoke slowly, with a machine-like plain tone, and spoke word by word: "...I just want to be with my parents forever. Just being with others..."

As the words fell, the red cloud and black cloak Feng Lan was wearing instantly turned into a snow-white furisode, and the crimson blood-red sash tied around her waist hung down to the floor.

Itachi was startled by the change in this moment. Before he could make any response, the "Feng Lan" in front of him had already smiled seductively at him, and then a dark wind suddenly rose, causing the bamboo curtains to fly around, covering his eyes and blocking the way of people. . After the strong wind passed, when Itachi opened his eyes again, "Feng Lan" had already disappeared.

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Deidara leaned against the pillar at the door of the temple, his hands folded across his chest, his index finger tapping the crook of his elbows, obviously impatient. After a while, he finally couldn't help complaining: "It's too slow! How long do we have to wait for them? Hmm."

However, Xie, who was always impatient, glanced at him lightly, held the blubber candle and said calmly: "Why are you anxious?" His other hand was folded in his sleeve, and he touched something subconsciously, and he probably gained a lot. Feng, he was surprisingly patient this time, "How long have we been together? It doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

"I think we have to wait!" Kisame next to him also sneered and said meaningfully: "Don't forget, we are waiting for a certain young lady who is in a lot of situations. This haunted house seems to have a soft spot for her, and we don't know yet. How long will it take?" He didn't mention Itachi, and he also knew that when Uchiha Fenglan was in trouble, how could his Itachi-san just let it go?

Deidara was immediately furious after being rebuffed back by his companions. After he met A Fei before, they went to find his lost companions together. The layout of the ancient house shrouded in miasma has undergone strange changes. The duo who are afraid of ghosts encountered severe ghost attacks on the wall. Accompanied by screams and gasps all the way, they finally encountered each other and came out from between the fireplaces. Kisame, and then found Scorpion in the puppet master's studio to the northwest - he was lighting a blubber candle and leisurely and calmly reading the manuscript left by the puppet master, not at all affected by the lingering miasma. The effect was quite a bit like being at home, which made the other people speechless for a while.

Yes, you are really not from the same world!

Not getting the feedback he wanted, Deidara gave a "cut" sound, and with the last glimmer of hope, he went to find his exclusive fan, the first candidate for "Akatsuki", A Fei: "Hey, I said, you are okay anyway. Make a sound!" He used the unique tone of "senior" to hate iron and steel, and lectured, "It's not like you to be so quiet! What? Are you frightened by the illusion here? This is not okay! Why are you so timid? Can you become an official member of "Akatsuki"? Um. "

But A Fei, who was named by Deidara, still had no reaction. He was sitting on the veranda with his back facing in, one leg propped up and the other hanging casually in the air. He looked at the seemingly endless snowy field in the night miasma, silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Something is wrong.

Obito's Sharingan narrowed imperceptibly behind his one-eyed Uzumaki mask. He and Deidara walked for a long time just now, almost circling the entire house. During this period, they also met Scorpion and Kisame, but there was no news about Feng Lan and Itachi.

Where did the two of them go? Did he really live in a different space?

He rubbed his fingers unconsciously, thinking about whether he should activate his divine power and use the mark on Feng Lan's "empty" ring to transfer it. However, Feng Lan might not be able to deal with her sudden appearance. That girl looks heartless, but she's actually very smart. What excuse should I use? …

"Hey! Ah Fei!! Are you listening? Uh-"

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Deidara's nagging and yelling at him. It wasn't until the hot-tempered "senior" roared into his ears that he came to his senses belatedly.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" He entered the persona in a second, covered his ears and shouted, "Ears, ears are going to go deaf!!! Senior Deidara, please keep your voice down!"

Seeing this absent-minded look, Deidara became even more furious. He held up his collar and shook it wildly: "Shut it down, can you hear me? What the hell are you thinking about, you bastard!!! Uh-"

"..." Xie looked numbly at the two funny guys tearing their hips apart, feeling indifferent in his heart. He doesn't have any ideas, he just wants to be a puppet.

And just when he was about to speak out to tell the two people to stop, a gust of wind suddenly blew and extinguished the blue flame of the blubber candle. His eyebrows suddenly jumped, and a high-voltage electric current suddenly hit his body. The hairs all over his body stood on end, and numbness and pain ran from the soles of his feet straight up his back. This was a ninja's instinctive perception of danger.

"Shut up!" Xie shouted in a low voice to stop the two of them, and turned around at the same time, warily turning towards the direction from which the danger was coming.

"What are you doing, Xie Dan? Hmm." The two of them were stopped by Xie Bao's roar and couldn't react for a moment. When they stopped, they still kept pulling each other's hair, looking at Xie in confusion.

Xie ignored them, his fingertips flickered slightly, and Fei Liuhu was already standing in front of him. At this time, Kisame also sensed something was wrong, and reached out to hold Samehada, ready to take action at any time.

The two of them looked at the southwest side of the house together, and saw that the miasma that had been uniformly covering it suddenly began to stir and riot, and it seemed like thousands of ferocious ghost faces were struggling to emerge from it. Thick black death gas rolled in, like an out-of-control deadly poison gas, advancing at a speed visible to the naked eye, sucking out all the life force of the devoured living creatures, just like the slow pace of death when it arrives.

"...Hey, what's going on?" The strong sense of oppression made cold sweat break out on Kisame's forehead. He said, not knowing whether he was asking Scorpion or just talking to himself.

"There's something, it's about to come out..." Xie had already entered Fei Liuhu, and his low and hoarse voice revealed an indescribable solemnity, "Be careful, this time is different from the miasma illusion we encountered before, whale blubber Candles have no effect on it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mist rolled in front of him, and then a person stepped out of the mist. She was wearing a black cloak with red clouds, holding a red kimono-like figure of Ichimatsu in her arms, and holding a wooden sculpture of a "Katamiko" in her other hand.

It turned out to be Feng Lan!

All four were shocked.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" When Deidara saw Feng Lan, his vigilance turned into anger. Although he knew that the situation was different, he couldn't help but yell at Feng Lan.

But the latter didn't react at all. Surrounded by the black miasma, her skin was as white as a porcelain doll, and her deep purple eyes were like glass beads, as transparent as a lantern. Then, she suddenly smiled miserably, which was extremely strange.

Xie Xing's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that it was not good, what she was most worried about had indeed happened.

At this time, the black energy following her surged up again, roaring towards them. Everyone was unprepared and was caught off guard, and was blown around for a while. I only had time to glance at it with the corner of my eye, and saw a figure swept past by the crazy wind and mist, flashed into the Buddhist hall, and disappeared. Then the wind calmed down and the night became quiet, and everything was as peaceful as before.

"W-what's going on?" Deidara shook his head and sat up, speechless.

Xie, who was protected by Fei Liuhu, was the least affected. He quickly stood up and snorted: "Sure enough, Uchiha Fenglan was still controlled. I said that the wood carving is not a good thing!"

"Then what should we do next?" Kisame then asked.

"Do you need to say more?" Xie glanced at Kisame and said in a matter-of-fact tone with great impatience, "If she wants to trap us all here, of course..." He narrowed his eyes and said neatly, " Kill her!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kisame on the opposite side became strangely silent. Scorpion is a little strange. Logically speaking, these S-level rebellious ninjas are all self-interested and murderous people. When their interests do not conflict with each other, they will give each other a little favor. If their own safety is involved, it is common for them to turn against others. This is an unspoken understanding among the members of "Akatsuki". He didn't think that the cold-blooded and conceited Kisame would have any deep affection for Feng Lan, whom he had only met a few times, which made him hesitate in such a critical moment.

"I know that Uchiha Fenglan is very strong, and it will take a lot of effort to kill her." Xie continued, "But with so many of us, we can kill her..."

Xie was persuading him tirelessly when he saw that Kisame didn't look at him, only looked behind him, smiled unnaturally and said, "Itachi-san, how is the situation over there? Why did you come here so late?"

Scorpion's eyebrows twitched and he turned around, only to see a trace of a figure slowly appearing from behind the pillars. It was Itachi who had also disappeared for a long time.