【From the Snake】Go back and come
Chapter 12
Jilai didn't know that Orochimaru hadn't been doing well these years.
Maybe Orochimaru will be happy, this is Jiraiya's cognition, after all, he can do everything he wants.
Orochimaru said that as long as he can achieve his goal, he will use all organizations and individuals.
Joined the Akatsuki organization, and then left.Establish Yinnin Village, recruit war orphans and family orphans, use them for experiments, use them as containers, and use them as combat tools.
Orochimaru is a controller, he controls everything around him.
But precisely because they are all being used, there is no absolute trust and real approval, and no one can really stand by his side.
So when he dreams back at midnight, he will still be in pain.Because of the nightmare of loneliness and the pain of reincarnation, he often cannot sleep well.
Orochimaru always thinks of that person in times of pain.
With dazzling white hair, he always has a hearty smile.
Just like the sun.
Snakes are cold-blooded, so they always yearn for sunlight, because their own heat production is too little, and only by bathing in the light and heat of sunlight can they obtain the warmth necessary for survival.
He felt like he missed Jiraiya like a snake needs the sun.
He felt that he must be sick.
When he was looking for available children, the village he passed was holding a festival.
He didn't care about this kind of lively activity, he just hurried on his way, but when he heard the sound of fireworks exploding, he subconsciously looked up.
The colorful fireworks in the night sky reminded him of the Konoha Summer Festival that year, and the kiss of Jiraiya under the sparkle of fireworks.
He felt his heart beating against his chest distinctly and strongly, he felt the warmth of Jiraiya's embrace surrounding him after a long time, he even felt a trace of sweetness of apple candy spreading in his mouth.
His footsteps could not help but slow down until they stopped.
He stood alone among the bustling crowd and looked at the night sky until the fireworks ended.
He stood for a long time, until the roadside pavements began to be closed one by one, and he regained his senses belatedly, sorted out his emotions and set off again.
He was terrified by this strangeness, and he felt that he had to cut off something in exchange for the firmness of his heart.
He wants to go back and destroy Konoha, the place with a common past.
Is it possible to cure this disease by removing the root of memory?
Konoha also has Uchiha's orphan, the power of Sharingan, it's better to keep it as your own container.
He began to prepare for the Konoha destruction plan, he wanted to lay out a big chess game, and he wanted to use this victory to heal his wavering.
You know, scientists are afraid of perfection, because perfection means no goal, but there is no doubt that the ultimate goal is perfection.For this goal, you can strive for your whole life; for this goal, you can eliminate all distractions.
Many people cannot achieve that ultimate goal because of the limitation of life and the interference of ordinary things.
But I can, because I've broken the limit, and now I'm going to remove all distractions.
Jiraiya, I heard that you survived and have been following my news.
Are you still trying to take me back to Konoha?
If the sun stands in my way, then I'll put the sun out and embrace the cold polar night.
I don't need warmth, all I need is strength and immortality.
Put away your innocence, Jiraiya, if you appear in front of me when I destroy Konoha, I will never show mercy.
I will definitely... kill you.
Orochimaru doesn't know, and the past ten years have not been good.
He followed his trail, almost all the mountains and rivers in this world.
He has seen many landscapes, met many people, encountered many things, and walked through one spring, summer, autumn and winter after another.
For more than ten years, he traveled, wrote books, searched for his news, and looked for all the clues about him.
Always passing by, always unable to face, always unable to touch.
Now I seem to have nothing to lose, right?
Just let me bring you back with these hands that I can't keep, so that I still have the chance to regain what I lost.
At least when you are old, there is a story that you can tell others.
It has a happy ending, runs through my life, and I dedicate my best years to it; it has ups and downs, even killing, betrayal, deceit, conspiracy, it can have many dark and ugly elements, and it can lack many bright and beautiful elements element.
There is no love left alone.
On this day, Jilai also came to a bustling town.
He walked into a shop in Kabukicho, a small town, and the boss warmly invited him to sit down.The kabuki on the stage are painted with pale makeup, wearing complicated headgear, flamboyant clothes fluttering with the movement of the dancing fan, and singing songs with gentle and slightly sad tunes.
"The road ahead is bumpy, don't look back.
The past is like smoke, don't forget each other.
Time is like a flying shuttle weaving thousands of worries, and hair is empty and thin like a white snowman.
Flying alone from the south to the north, the green pines and the snow at dusk cross the thousand rivers.
Come back, come back, come back, don't know that life is bitter.
Sing wildly and drink [-] times, and never sue Lishang again in this life..."
He was drinking and enjoying music, when he suddenly felt that the years were passing by, like quicksand passing through his fingers.
For more than ten years, he has been wandering outside.
I was an orphan since I was a child, but important people left one by one, so I was homeless.
But there is still such a place, which is his shelter.
Jiraiya himself never imagined that he would pursue it for so many years, to no avail, but unswerving.
Why can a person love another person for so many years from young to no longer young?Why can some people forget each other so quickly, don't care about each other, and find their own life?It's really unfair.
But love itself is unfair, so I still want to bring you back, and this will never change.
Orochimaru has made some moves recently, and the target seems to be Konoha.
Ji Lai also drank the last glass of wine, paid the money and walked out of the shop, looking up at the rainy sky.
It's time to go back to Konoha.
Maybe Orochimaru will be happy, this is Jiraiya's cognition, after all, he can do everything he wants.
Orochimaru said that as long as he can achieve his goal, he will use all organizations and individuals.
Joined the Akatsuki organization, and then left.Establish Yinnin Village, recruit war orphans and family orphans, use them for experiments, use them as containers, and use them as combat tools.
Orochimaru is a controller, he controls everything around him.
But precisely because they are all being used, there is no absolute trust and real approval, and no one can really stand by his side.
So when he dreams back at midnight, he will still be in pain.Because of the nightmare of loneliness and the pain of reincarnation, he often cannot sleep well.
Orochimaru always thinks of that person in times of pain.
With dazzling white hair, he always has a hearty smile.
Just like the sun.
Snakes are cold-blooded, so they always yearn for sunlight, because their own heat production is too little, and only by bathing in the light and heat of sunlight can they obtain the warmth necessary for survival.
He felt like he missed Jiraiya like a snake needs the sun.
He felt that he must be sick.
When he was looking for available children, the village he passed was holding a festival.
He didn't care about this kind of lively activity, he just hurried on his way, but when he heard the sound of fireworks exploding, he subconsciously looked up.
The colorful fireworks in the night sky reminded him of the Konoha Summer Festival that year, and the kiss of Jiraiya under the sparkle of fireworks.
He felt his heart beating against his chest distinctly and strongly, he felt the warmth of Jiraiya's embrace surrounding him after a long time, he even felt a trace of sweetness of apple candy spreading in his mouth.
His footsteps could not help but slow down until they stopped.
He stood alone among the bustling crowd and looked at the night sky until the fireworks ended.
He stood for a long time, until the roadside pavements began to be closed one by one, and he regained his senses belatedly, sorted out his emotions and set off again.
He was terrified by this strangeness, and he felt that he had to cut off something in exchange for the firmness of his heart.
He wants to go back and destroy Konoha, the place with a common past.
Is it possible to cure this disease by removing the root of memory?
Konoha also has Uchiha's orphan, the power of Sharingan, it's better to keep it as your own container.
He began to prepare for the Konoha destruction plan, he wanted to lay out a big chess game, and he wanted to use this victory to heal his wavering.
You know, scientists are afraid of perfection, because perfection means no goal, but there is no doubt that the ultimate goal is perfection.For this goal, you can strive for your whole life; for this goal, you can eliminate all distractions.
Many people cannot achieve that ultimate goal because of the limitation of life and the interference of ordinary things.
But I can, because I've broken the limit, and now I'm going to remove all distractions.
Jiraiya, I heard that you survived and have been following my news.
Are you still trying to take me back to Konoha?
If the sun stands in my way, then I'll put the sun out and embrace the cold polar night.
I don't need warmth, all I need is strength and immortality.
Put away your innocence, Jiraiya, if you appear in front of me when I destroy Konoha, I will never show mercy.
I will definitely... kill you.
Orochimaru doesn't know, and the past ten years have not been good.
He followed his trail, almost all the mountains and rivers in this world.
He has seen many landscapes, met many people, encountered many things, and walked through one spring, summer, autumn and winter after another.
For more than ten years, he traveled, wrote books, searched for his news, and looked for all the clues about him.
Always passing by, always unable to face, always unable to touch.
Now I seem to have nothing to lose, right?
Just let me bring you back with these hands that I can't keep, so that I still have the chance to regain what I lost.
At least when you are old, there is a story that you can tell others.
It has a happy ending, runs through my life, and I dedicate my best years to it; it has ups and downs, even killing, betrayal, deceit, conspiracy, it can have many dark and ugly elements, and it can lack many bright and beautiful elements element.
There is no love left alone.
On this day, Jilai also came to a bustling town.
He walked into a shop in Kabukicho, a small town, and the boss warmly invited him to sit down.The kabuki on the stage are painted with pale makeup, wearing complicated headgear, flamboyant clothes fluttering with the movement of the dancing fan, and singing songs with gentle and slightly sad tunes.
"The road ahead is bumpy, don't look back.
The past is like smoke, don't forget each other.
Time is like a flying shuttle weaving thousands of worries, and hair is empty and thin like a white snowman.
Flying alone from the south to the north, the green pines and the snow at dusk cross the thousand rivers.
Come back, come back, come back, don't know that life is bitter.
Sing wildly and drink [-] times, and never sue Lishang again in this life..."
He was drinking and enjoying music, when he suddenly felt that the years were passing by, like quicksand passing through his fingers.
For more than ten years, he has been wandering outside.
I was an orphan since I was a child, but important people left one by one, so I was homeless.
But there is still such a place, which is his shelter.
Jiraiya himself never imagined that he would pursue it for so many years, to no avail, but unswerving.
Why can a person love another person for so many years from young to no longer young?Why can some people forget each other so quickly, don't care about each other, and find their own life?It's really unfair.
But love itself is unfair, so I still want to bring you back, and this will never change.
Orochimaru has made some moves recently, and the target seems to be Konoha.
Ji Lai also drank the last glass of wine, paid the money and walked out of the shop, looking up at the rainy sky.
It's time to go back to Konoha.
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