The wind stops the grass of the southern country

[Two]

In the dark night, there are very few people who pick up the car.The desolate Yinnin Village platform looked extremely empty, immersed in the dark blue night like the sea.

The black-haired boy leaned against the pillar with his pockets in his pocket, waiting for the driver to pick him up.The wind at the end of July lifted the hem of his clothes with the heaviest breath in summer, and it was as warm as the hands of relatives caressing lovingly.

Loved one

When thinking of this distant and unfamiliar word, the boy's body trembled uncontrollably.However, in the next second, his hands were tightly clenched into fists.There was a deep hatred in the eyes.

—Why do you hate so much?Hate the Bright World and them who live there?

Suddenly, inexplicably, the words of the girl who met by chance appeared in my mind.

"Sasuke-kun."

The unexpected strange voice jumped into my ears, and the young man, whose thoughts were almost drifting away, turned his head, his eyes adapted to the darkness were stung by the sudden strong light of the flashlight.

The person who picked up the car walked up to Sasuke and turned off the flashlight.Only then did Sasuke see clearly that it was a girl about his own age.The girl raised her face to him and smiled slightly, and said in a relaxed tone: "Sasuke-kun, Orochimaru let me pick you up."

Orochimaru.Instead of Orochimaru-sama.

At this moment Uchiha Sasuke already had a slight affection for this strange girl.He hated those people so much, Sakin, Tayuya, Kidomaru, and even Yakushito.Because they would just keep repeating Oshemaru-sama, Oshemaru-sama, as if the man with the pale and cunning snake was their god.

Looking at the ordinary-looking girl with interest, Sasuke said lightly, "Hello."

The girl smiled again: "Hi, my name is Lucky."

Lucky turned on the flashlight again, motioning for Sasuke to follow her.

"You don't have a more normal name?" Uchiha Sasuke, who was born in a famous Konoha family, probably find it hard to tolerate that a real person can be named Lucky.

"The name was given to me by Orochimaru. Because I forgot what my original name was. I'm really sorry. There's a deep ditch here, be careful."

Sasuke looked at Lucky's thin back thoughtfully. She walked on the endless dark field with a flashlight, occasionally bouncing around, humming intermittent nursery rhymes from time to time, and seemed to always be enjoying herself .

"Sasuke-kun, Orochimaru has been in poor health recently, so you may not be able to see him immediately in the past. Orochimaru let me live next door to you. If you have any questions, just ask me, and I can also practice with you."

Along the way, Lucky talked to Sasuke one after another.Sasuke was surprisingly fond of listening. He thought he might not have listened to someone seriously for a long time. Lucky has a strangely melodious accent when he speaks, kind of like singing.

Along the way, she talked a lot, but the taciturn he never thought she was long-winded.

"Can you practice with me?" Apparently attracted by the last sentence, the young man curled his lips, looking at the girl who was as thin as a leaf in front of him, and the rising ending sound could not conceal his contempt.

In the next second, there was only a "whoosh", Uchiha Sasuke just felt a trace of coldness passing by his ears, subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch it, and touched a faint trace of blood.He felt cold in his heart, and subconsciously touched the shuriken, but just as his right hand was raised halfway, Lucky, who was bouncing and walking in front of him, had floated behind him like a ghost, and the right hand holding the shuriken was backhanded by her With a twist, it pointed to his own neck.

The air was full of chakras flying in all directions and strong murderous aura, and finally fell into dust.

No Lucky's, only his.

In the next second, before Sasuke was completely offended, Lucky let go of his hand with a smile, and the figure was already two steps away from him in an instant, spreading his hands innocently: "I'm sorry Sasuke-kun, I didn't mean any harm. I just want to prove that I can also practice with you."

The unknown fire that had been kindled by her sudden offense was extinguished in such a dejected manner.The boy snorted in embarrassment and ignored her.

"Sasuke-kun is angry?"

"No."

"Really do not have?"

"Fuck off."

"Sure enough."

""

Lucky put away his mischievous smile and said lightly, "Have you heard of alfalfa?"

"Clover?" Sasuke blurted out.He still remembered that there were large swaths of clover planted on the large grassland in the north of Muye Village, which looked very lovable at the foot of the towering Hokage statue.When autumn comes, those clover will be covered with a bright red color, and then the children of the ninja school will flock to the grass in large numbers, competing to find a "red four-leaf clover."

It is said that the chance of finding a red four-leaf clover is only one in [-], and those who find it will be favored by the goddess of luck forever.

But these are just beautiful legends after all.

After listening to the beautiful stories Sasuke told, Lucky just smiled slightly.Sasuke couldn't quite see what her smile represented in the night.

"As expected of the leaf of fire, even a small alfalfa can be endowed with a legendary color."

"Isn't this the case in Tianzhi Country?" Sasuke blurted out.

Lucky's smile faded away, leaving only a pair of amber eyes shining brightly in the flickering light of the flashlight.

"In Tianzhi Country, there is only one rumor about alfalfa: there is a murder weapon in Tianzhi Country called the deadly alfalfa. The weapon is similar to Qianben. One end is a needle point, which can quench poison, and the other end is in the shape of a four-leaf clover. Anyone who is killed The deadly clover hits the victim, and the blood seals the throat." Lucky's voice fell softly in the dense night of the wilderness.With a certain sad earnestness.

Sasuke suddenly raised his head to look at her, he couldn't see the color of her hair clearly in the dark, it should be black, but it was different from his black jade-like pure black, it was the kind of black that would turn golden brown in sunlight.Not very long, barely touching the shoulders.

Sasuke suddenly remembered the long chestnut hair that was messed up in the wind.

"Not everyone can use that murder weapon, can it?" Sasuke said lightly.

Lucky smiled again, and gently continued the legend just now: "There is only one person in the whole country who uses the deadly alfalfa—a killer under Orochimaru, that killer seems to be born for this kind of weapon, or This weapon was made for this killer, and both are an inseparable part of each other. Because there is no other person in the world who can form such a symbiotic relationship with this terrible weapon."

"The killer's name is Lucky."

There were so many stars in the field that it was unbelievable. Sasuke raised his head and looked at a long river of light across the sky. The stars twinkled one after another, as if slowly falling down at an illusory speed.

The stars moved closer to the eyes, pushing the starry sky farther and farther away, and the night became darker and darker.

"Lucky, I came to Orochimaru to gain strength. Kill that man. And why did you come here?" Sasuke heard his own voice, as if it came from a far away place, knocking out a hollow space in the chest cavity and periosteum Echo, it sounds strange and strange.

Lucky's innocent smile is like a small flower in the wilderness, blooming inexplicably.

"I don't know, maybe it's to meet you."