Remnant bones

In the early morning of the next day, two figures, one tall and one short, were walking on the official road leaving the town.

The masked man carrying the beheading knife was the "ghost man hidden in the mist" who came to pick him up after "hearing the news" early this morning--Tao Di Zai Fu Bu Zhan.

And a few steps behind him, Bai was still dressed in his usual clothes, carrying an extra small backpack, trying to take big steps, keep up with the pace of the person in front, and not be left behind.

Since he didn't want to disclose the fact that he had been following Bai's side all the time, Zabuzhan deliberately stayed overnight in another hotel in the town after receiving Jun Mai's notice yesterday.The next day, he acted as if he had rushed here, and a certain person in the know cooperated very well, and after a simple farewell, he and the other two little ghosts sent the two of them outside the town.

Without too much reservation and reluctance, they have already been used to all kinds of parting and breaking up after experiencing all kinds of bloody storms.Soon, Bai ended this month-long "outing", bid farewell to his other master, and two friends, and set foot on the way home with Zaibuzhan.

However, not long after he was on the road, his face was always full of displeasure.

Squinting at Bai behind him, he forcibly restrained the urge to bruise, and said in a cold voice full of hostility: "Bai, put away that idiot smile on your face!" Since then, the stupid expression on his face has not changed!What could make him happy like that!

Inexplicably looking at the bright smile on his face, he didn't cut it off, directly ignoring the unsightly sorrow and pain in his heart that was rolling with anger, and subconsciously found excuses for this reaction that was not at all like his own.By his side, Bai had never smiled so happily.Why those brats...

Bai, who was belatedly aware of it, touched the corners of his slightly raised lips that he had never smoothed, and tilted his head in confusion at Zabuzhan's strange anger: "I'm just very happy...is there anything wrong? No more Kill your lord."

"Because of those brats?" The palms on both sides of the vertical body were clasped tightly, and if he didn't want to cut again, he suddenly had the urge to go back and chop those brats, and he couldn't help but reveal a trace of murderous intent.

It's a pity that Bai, who is rarely dull, didn't notice it at all, nodded very simply, and said with a cheerful smile: "Well, it's the first time Bai has friends of the same age, so I'm very happy." Even though they only got along for a short time Less than a month.

The extremely satisfied and happy tone suddenly turned into a basin of cold water, and poured it directly on Zabu's head.

The "ghost man" in the blood mist has never had so-called friends.At Bai's age, he had already beheaded his so-called classmate with his own hands, and took over the forehead guard that symbolized the identity of a ninja with his blood-stained hands.He didn't understand, and never thought that no matter how precocious, Bai, who is still a child at heart, would desire to have friends-this existed like a taboo in his heart.

"...Bai." He had called his familiar name countless times on weekdays, but at this moment, even pronouncing a single syllable was so difficult and bitter.

I can't tell what I feel in my heart. For the first time, I feel that I have never really owned anything, and I am not qualified to leave Bai, that pure child who has not been stained with a trace of blood: "I can... send you Go back." Go back to where you really want to go.

"No." Unexpectedly, without the slightest hesitation, Bai chose to reject his proposal: "Belongs to my family, and will always only be by Mr. Zabuchou's side. I am the tool of Mr. Zabuchou, since I choose to follow you From that moment until the end of my life, it will never change.” The existence of friends provided him with the courage to strengthen his belief and never give up.

Bai never doubted his own belonging, he was gentle, but not weak, the position of the person in front of him in his heart, no one could shake it until death.

He is more grateful and cherishes his friends.

Brother Kaguya taught him how to have the power to protect Zabuza-sama, and when faced with a crisis, he is no longer just blindly protected, but can fight side by side with him.

The sincere friendship between Junmalu and Chongwu made up for his longing for friends and the regret of lost childhood.So that he can concentrate on following the most important person with all his heart.

In the small rucksack are gifts from his teachers and friends.Another pair of hair buttons given to him by Brother Kaguya; the dagger carved and ground by Junmaro with a bone knife; the ninja pocket carefully selected by Shigego after spending a day.

Taking a deep breath, these things seemed to give Bai Wuxing great courage. For the first time, he took the initiative to hold the big hand that would never cut again.

The soft touch from the palm made the subconscious body stiffen, but forcibly suppressed the physical instinct to throw the opponent away.Different from his scorching, rough and callused palms, Bai's hands were smooth and white, slightly cold.This is a natural characteristic of the Minazuki clan.

Gradually, the restlessness and uneasiness were completely calmed down by this ordinary but extraordinary little action.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time, just holding hands like this, contradictory, yet unusually harmonious.

"...It won't be long..." Although he showed disdain for the so-called friendship, he said something completely opposite to his expression: "...see you again." That old-fashioned Kaguya clan Kid, it's not so easy to die from a small genetic disease.Two other alive and healthy brats, not to mention.

What's more, his promise to Bai, to him...has not been fulfilled yet.

There was a slight pause in the pace of advancement, Bai held his head up, and showed a bright smile that he had never seen before.Because of this sentence, but also because of the person who said it.

And that smile that belonged to Zabuzhan was deeply engraved in his heart.In the face of countless difficulties and dangers in the future, in order to see Bai's smile again, he never thought of giving up. That is an existence that can support his entire life more than realizing his ambition.

"I'll see you again..." Bai firmly believed, so he never looked back: "If you don't behead your lord, let's go home!"

"Hmm..." With a soft hum, the two closely connected figures disappeared at the end of the narrow official road.

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After checking out, I stood at the door of the hotel, casually lifted the bamboo hat that replaced the eye-catching black gauze during the day, and called out: "Maro, Chonggo, let's go."

"Okay." On the roof, looking at the two figures who had disappeared outside the village for some time, the little guys agreed.Withdrawing his hidden gaze, straightened the wrinkled cloak on his body, jumped down, and followed the footsteps of me leaving.

I walked in front, carefully recalling the description of the hidden place of the "Otomo Clan" in the information sent by Yae.It's not too far from here, but it's quite hard to find.No wonder it took so long with the power of that butterfly... It's not that the base that specializes in intelligence can't grasp the situation, it's normal.

Recently, the relationship between Orochimaru and Akatsuki has gotten worse.The experiment has come to a critical juncture... If it weren't for the ability of the "Yinmo Clan", it would have come in handy in the experiment.I'm afraid he has already mobilized people to monitor Xiao's all-round movements in a concentrated manner.

At this time, the pocket is not there... Thinking of the piles of reports and documents that I will face when I go back, I have an urge to run.No matter how much you love research, facing so much information most directly... I am afraid that people will have an unbearable sense of powerlessness.

From the looks of it, Orochimaru might have been tormented enough!Thinking of this, I couldn't help speeding up my pace, but at this moment Junmalu's voice suddenly came from behind, interrupting my thoughts.

"Hey, brother..." In the cold tone, there was a hint of disappointment, Jun Malu couldn't help pulling the corner of my clothes, and asked uncertainly: "Will we see Bai again?"

Jun Malu knew much more about his elder brother's illness and his own hidden dangers than Bai, who knew little about his blood successor.

I have given him the psychological preparation he deserved, even though his talent in research and medical treatment is not higher than ordinary people.But at least you must know your own situation better than others, so that you can truly control your own destiny.

From a long time ago, or in other words, from the moment I became Jun Mai, I made all the plans.Whether it's good or bad... as long as I think he needs to know, I never hide it from him.Unlike other children, the precocious Jun Ma Lu reassured me firmly, but couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

He had never been terrified by the knowledge that he was likely, or in other words, destined to die young.Compared with death, what he fears more is the loneliness of not being needed.

The existence of his brother has become the pillar for his survival.

The teachings of Master Dashemaru and Mr. Dou taught him the value of living as a person.

However, Chongwu and Bai are different... The warmth of friendship makes him feel unwilling for the first time that he will die in the future.

He can choose to face the irreversible fate of the Hui Ye Clan with his brother without hesitation.But he can no longer be free from worries... He doesn't understand whether this is a betrayal of his brother, or an escape from the future.

Anxiety and uneasiness that could not be described in words spread inexplicably in his heart, and his usual rationality was also hard to stop.This was the first time in his life that he faced the separation of the people he cared about.It was like an invisible needle piercing through the thin paper screen, causing the fear and fear that had been buried for a long time to surge out uncontrollably.

"Junmalu..." Chongwu, who is simple in nature, has never had such deep emotions.It's just that I'm worried about my friend's abnormality.

Stopping, I turned around.

Looking at the delicate face that has a seven-point phase with me, there is no expression that a child should have.Since no one knew when, this child never seemed to have any smiles or sadness in front of outsiders, but only a mask of indifference to disguise his heart.

But the pair of hands tightly clutching the corners of my clothes are trembling helplessly at this moment.

Forget where I heard it... In front of relatives, children will always only show their truest side.To get to the bottom of it...he is still a child, he will be afraid, lonely, and frightened.

Growing up means losing something and gaining something.

Maro... You are afraid, does that mean you have found something that can survive without me?I couldn't tell where the loss in my heart came from at that moment. I touched his head and held his hand: "I will see you again, for sure." This is my brother's promise... no matter what the price is.

Jun Malu tightened my little hand, as if he still couldn't believe it.Zhong Wu's actions made him completely get rid of the hesitation in his heart.

"I believe that Big Brother Hui Ye never lies." Holding his other hand, Chong Wu smiled embarrassedly, and his simple words were extremely unshakable: "As long as we are still alive, we will definitely meet again."

The slender figure was slightly startled, but Jun Malu didn't answer.The emerald eyes were unprecedentedly clear, without the slightest bit of confusion.

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Because holding hands, we never had any hesitation and confusion on the dark road of life.