Scourge of Naruto

Perhaps it was a habit, but the old man would always wait until the last ray of sunset disappeared from the horizon before starting to prepare dinner.

He refused Ye Zi's help and slowly started to wash the rice and vegetables after slowly lighting up the firewood. The water after washing the vegetables was used to wash the rice. The water was only passed through once. Which vegetables and that rice? The old man took it in his hand and considered it for a moment. His expression was very serious, as if he was assessing the weight of the two people.

Ye Zi calmly watched the old man's movements and figure, remembering that after cleaning up the weeds for the old man, the old man invited them here, poured them a cup of hot tea, then took out a piece of yokan from the cabinet, and carefully and carefully The piece of yokan was divided into four evenly divided portions. It was the yokan in the lower room, and it was also the only piece of yokan at that time.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziping's straight eyebrows slowly raised. He didn't think about how the old man's behavior was related to spies. He just remembered the past. At that time, there was an old man who was very similar to the old man in front of him.

As night fell, smoke rose from the lonely house standing next to the field. After a long time, the smoke stopped rising. There was something extra on the table in the house, two bowls of rice, a plate of vegetables, and a plate taken out of the jar. Pickled radish, this is a meal, a simple meal.

Ye Zi, who was used to eating a lot, just took two pieces of pickled radish and finished a bowl of rice in a few mouthfuls. Then he said knowingly: "I'm full."

The old man glanced at the empty bowl without even a grain of rice left, smiled, and then slowly started eating.

Ye Zi stood up, took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen stove, washed them and put them away, and also washed the pot. Then he came to the yard, looked up at the moon and remained silent. His original goal was to test, but when he saw There was no mood behind that familiar figure.

He stared at the moon quietly, thinking about Kimura Takuyang in the room, and then thinking about the old man in his memory. Finally, a sparkle appeared in his silver eyes.

The old man in the room was very old. His movements were slow but steady, so steady that he didn't even tremble at all.

Ye Zi silently retracted his gaze towards the moon, turned around and walked back into the house. The old man was only halfway through his meal, so Ye Zi said goodbye to the old man naturally.

The old man gave him a kind smile, and Ye Zi waved goodbye to him.

After returning to the house, Orochimaru sat alone on the corridor.

Ye Zi walked to sit next to him, followed his gaze to the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and listened to the sounds of insects coming from the bushes.

Orochimaru glanced at him and asked, "Where are you going?"

Ye Zi replied: "Mission."

Orochimaru nodded and suddenly said: "I also joined the root."

Ye Zi's eyes widened for a moment, looking at him in surprise, and said in disbelief: "How could you join Gen."

Many people want to know the reason for this problem, but not many people know. Even the third generation does not know the reason why Orochimaru joined the root.

Listening to his disbelieving tone, Orochimaru's mouth showed a trace of ridicule. Naturally, he would not tell Ye Zi the reason, but simply said: "The root can bring a lot of convenience."

Ye Zi agreed with this statement, but he knew that this was not the reason why Orochimaru joined the root. There must be more critical reasons and reasons, but Orochimaru was unwilling to say, so he would not continue to ask.

In the following days, Ye Zi visited Kimura Tuoyang's home frequently. The old man asked him why, and he sincerely replied: "You are like my deceased grandfather."

This was not a lie, but a sincere truth, so even if the old man lived for so long, he did not doubt Ye Zi's words.

After spending some time with the old man like this, Ye Zi initially confirmed that Kimura Takuyang was different from ordinary old people. First, he was very healthy, then, he was very strong, and finally, he had no chakra.

He wrote some judgments in a report and gave it to the superior, who then sent a person. That person was a member of the Yamanaka family and someone Ye Zi knew.

"Mountains and wilderness." In a remote forest, Ye Zi looked at the visitor with a cold expression.

Shanzhong Yuanye looked at Ye Zi carefully, with a smile on his face. It is said that seeing is better than hearing. Now looking at Ye Zi's strong and powerful body, it is difficult to think of the scrawny child at first. After not seeing him for many years, that one was a bit special. The child has become stronger now, strong enough to take charge of his own business.

"Long time no see." Although he knew that he had to get straight to the point, Shanzhong Yuanye couldn't help but go off topic.

Ye Zi was not unhappy because of this, because the person in front of him was kind to him in a sense. Moreover, he wanted to know what he saw in his memory that day in the mountains and wilderness. This started after he became stronger and stronger. Things you desperately want to know.

"Yes." But not now, he replied, ending the greeting.

Yamanaka Yuanye gave a slight wry smile, and then said seriously: "Once confirmed, leave the rest to me."

Ye Zi nodded silently. It seemed that the village took the task of purging spies very seriously, and even the people directly under the Hokage were involved in the matter. In itself, such matters in the shadows were always handled by Gen.

In fact, cleaning spies doesn't have to be so troublesome. Since you can find out the suspect, as long as you stick to the approach of preferring to kill the wrong one, everything will be much simpler. However, this is Konoha, and these things are not in the darkness, but in the shadows. , so it’s very troublesome.

A few days later, Ye Zi came to the old man's house again, this time not at dusk, but at the moment when the smoke from the house stopped.

Walking into the house, the old man was slowly chewing rice. If the remaining time of his life begins to become precious, then he will really waste it like this.

The moon is very round and bright tonight, and the moonlight shines through the doors and windows into the house.

The old man was a little surprised when he saw Ye Zi walking into the house. He swallowed the rice, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and then asked: "Have you eaten?"

Ye Zi sat in front of him and did not answer the old man, but said: "I lied to you. I don't have a grandfather, let alone parents."

Astonishment appeared in the clear eyes of the old man. He looked at Ye Zi with some confusion, but the latter did not look at him. He just stared at the shabby food on the table and said calmly: "I am an orphan. I have a sister who is three years younger. We I was adopted in an orphanage. When I was six years old, I escaped from the orphanage with my sister on my back. Then when I was about to collapse from hunger, I met a very thin old man. He...you look a lot like him."

Kimura Takuyang released his hand holding the chopsticks and looked at Ye Zi quietly. His face, which had been worn away by time, was full of worry. He said, "My child, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Zi suddenly looked up at him, his eyes a little cold, and said: "You look like him, but you are not him. He is very real, and you are a little fake. Maybe you are tired of it, which makes your life seem a bit difficult. It’s not like an old man who is waning but still healthy.”

At this point, the worry on Kimura Takuyang's face immediately receded like a tide, and he became expressionless, with some clarity in his old eyes. He sighed softly and said, "I am really tired of this same life. So, do you think you can learn something from me?"

"I think you can, you don't have chakra." Ye Zi said lightly.

Kimura Takuyang's hand touched his chest hastily. This sudden move did not make Ye Zi react in any way, and he still stared at the old man calmly.

Kimura Takuyang touched the spell written on his chest through his clothes, and said with some emotion: "Yes, I don't have chakra." As he said that, he put down his hand and suddenly seemed uninterested.

"Sorry." Ye Zi suddenly apologized.

Kimura Takuyang's expressionless face couldn't help but show surprise. Then, he smiled faintly and said calmly: "Even in the dead of night, I will faithfully be an old man, even though I know that there is no one else around. Recently, I began to I am very dissatisfied with my current life, so I want to leave, but I can only think about it. I know very well that I can only die in Konoha in the end, so I have found a place, not far away. Under the willow tree not far from my field, bury me there if you can."

"Okay." Ye Zi agreed simply.

"Thank you. Also, I have to say sorry to you. You may be disappointed. Even people from the mountain clan can't know anything from me." Kimura Takuyang smiled.

Ye Zi said calmly: "This has nothing to do with me."

Kimura Takuyang immediately smiled even more happily when he heard this, which was in sharp contrast to his previous expressionless face. Then, he slowly said to Ye Zi: "Don't look down on people without chakra."

"I will." Ye Zi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Kimura Takuyang nodded, suppressed his smile, and turned to look at the door, where Yamazaka Yuanye stood.

"Goodbye, funny boy."

Ye Zi was silent, watching Kimura Takuyang being taken away by the mountains and wilderness.

A few days later, Ye Zi buried Kimura Takuyang's body under the willow tree, with his back to the small lake and his face to the fertile fields. A plate was placed in front of the monument with three pieces of yokan in it.

Suddenly, there was a faint fragrance in the wind blowing from behind, and a familiar and sentimental voice sounded from behind: "Some time ago, Grandpa Kimura looked so healthy."

Without turning around, Ye Zi knew who the person was. He looked at the name engraved on the tombstone and thought that the name was just a false code name, and couldn't help but sneer.

"He could have lived a few more years, but I killed him."

Kushina's expression slowly changed, and she looked at Ye Zi's back in shock.