[Hokage] Scales

He squatted down and looked at me at the same level, and explained my situation in one sentence, "The traitor who was hunted down by the village?"

The words used, the tone of voice, and the high-pitched tone at the end of the sentence are all questionable, but overall I feel that he is very sure.

I'm too lazy to think about how he came to this conclusion. The brain circuits of geniuses are hard to understand, just like I have never figured out why he has not restricted my actions before. He is very confident in his own strength and I will not have a chance Escape or another reason.

If it is the former, he is not always there. My sense of time is invalid. Using the healing speed of the wound—the former speed plus the effect of the soaking liquid—rough calculations, he disappeared for eight or nine days in a row. Rare; if it's the latter, then I'm even more clueless.

Orochimaru kept the same posture and looked at me for a long time—maybe not long, I don't know, I just know that he laughed a couple of times at the end.

"Let's go."

He stood up and looked down at me, probably because I showed the expression of "where are you going?" He smiled again, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was not straightened.

"Do you have somewhere else to go?"

Even if not, why should I go with you?

I kind of wanted to take a mirror to see what I was showing, because Orochimaru seemed to understand it again, and slowly listed the advantages of walking with him in a soft and low voice.

"Are you looking for a hiding place? Hiding here with me is more hidden than hiding in a strange village and town. You don't need to spend your time trying to cover up your whereabouts." He paused, his eyes were meaningful, and the shadow on his cheeks caused by the smile became deeper, " Don't you...don't want to know if you have any clansmen?"

That mermaid that Yao Suo couldn't see but couldn't hear broke into my mind like this, together with the words he kept repeating.

where are you?

I lowered my head and thought for a few seconds, and when I looked up again, I found that Orochimaru was still staring at me patiently, waiting for my response, without changing his posture.

Standing on the ground, I got up without patting the dust off my body - my body was already so dirty that I couldn't clean it with just a few pats. Although I still didn't make a sound, I made a gesture of following.

Orochimaru received it, and I seemed to read the word "satisfied" from his golden pupils, and he turned and walked ahead.

The sound of regular footsteps echoed in the not-so-spacious tunnel, and I followed behind Dashemaru, deliberately controlling the frequency of my steps to coincide with his.

The only light source in the tunnel was the small lantern in his hand. He held it in front of him. The outline of his upper body was covered with a halo of light, and a long shadow was drawn backward on the wall.

His long black hair swayed slightly with his steps, and occasionally caught the glimmer of light that was missing from the front, which made me want to grab a handful.

The right forearm was empty, and the momentum of the fall helped me complete what I was going to do. The broken flesh and skin were completely separated, and the separated part was being held by my left hand at this moment.

As I walked, I thought about what Orochimaru had just said.

Orochimaru Sannin’s reputation is not due to his soft-hearted and fondness for doing good deeds. I understand that I probably won’t be able to avoid lying on the operating table and being stabbed a few times in the future.

The tunnel is very long, and there is no fork along the way. After walking for about half an hour, I looked back and saw that it was completely dark to block all prying eyes. My night vision ability is excellent, but if there is no light source at all, I will be fine. Orochimaru’s lantern has a very wide range Small, I can't see anything beyond five meters.

I feel like I didn't take the curve, but after walking such a long distance, I can't feel it even if it's a little bit off.

After walking for another ten minutes, Orochimaru finally stopped.

He leaned towards the wall and touched somewhere without hesitation. I waited for him to press or pull or do something to activate the mechanism, but he didn't continue, but turned to look at me instead.

"What's your name?"

I was taken aback by the question.

This is not a difficult question, I opened my mouth, and the one I was used to was indeed faintly overshadowed by another one that came out to be entangled recently.

After struggling for a while, I answered.

"Qinglin." I didn't speak for a long time, and it was uncomfortable to rub my throat, so I answered again in a hoarse voice, "My name is Qinglin."

The author has something to say:

In order to celebrate the heroine of this article speak for the first time after nine chapters

I decided to break the chapter here [-]