This is a very mysterious feeling that cannot be clearly explained in words.

Ye Zi and Kushina looked at each other silently, countless pictures were entangled and reflected in their respective minds.

There is only silence, no conversation, no contact here...but the memories experienced enter the other person's mind, although not very complete, but very clear.

Ye Zi frowned slightly. The feeling of sharing memory ideas with others was not good. It was to show honesty and to completely present the secrets in his heart. Including his deep thoughts, it would also be exposed.

He consciously stopped it, but it was useless.

This is a necessary process, or a method used by the six realms of immortals?

Ye Zi didn't know that now he was forced to accept the memory scenes from Kushina, as well as the emotions and moods under each picture, and they all went deep into his heart.

It was an era that was tortured by war. Night fell, the village was trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and the fire illuminated the sky, and a shuriken would fly from the darkness anytime and anywhere.

The little red-haired girl with a little gray face was confused, and followed the fleeing crowd and led to the distant night.

Ye Zi followed the little girl. The distance he took was a few steps away from the little girl, so he walked a long way, while the little girl trotted in panic.

Whether it is movement or expression, there is a strong contrast between the two.

A stranger passing by was passing by Ye Zi straight through the body. After seeing the little girl, hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and picked up the little girl, and ran out of the village together.

Ye Zi became a completely bystander. He looked at the little girl who was picked up by the villagers, his eyes darkened slightly and his steps slowly slowed down.

It was not until the fleeing crowd disappeared into the night that he stopped completely, looked up at the village surrounding him that had been trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and figures jumped up from the air, and under the reflection of the fire, they passed by and splashed sparks.

"Kushina..." Ye Zi's mind appeared in his mind that the little girl fled in panic, with a blank and fearful expression on her face. She couldn't get rid of it for a long time, as if she had touched the memory she had sealed in her heart.

Suddenly, the scene presented around is twisted into the darkness, and the picture is switched, from one scene to another, only a few seconds.

Three seconds ago, the harsh main theme of war was still playing in my ears, and there was a sea of ​​fire in front of me, with corpses everywhere.

Three seconds later, the sunshine in early spring warms people's body and mind, and the delicate pink cherry blossoms flutter in the wind, and young children run in the pink rain, heading towards the ninja school that can determine their future journey.

A little red-haired girl with a stiff face seemed a little nervous. She stood under a cherry tree and watched her peers disappear in front of her, then she raised her feet and walked towards the school.

Ye Zi followed the little girl silently. He could only follow this way to move to the next scene until the "farce" ended.

He could clearly feel the little girl's fear and helplessness in the sea of ​​fire. Now, he could still feel the little girl's nervousness when she came into contact with new things.

Loomingly, he began to resist for some reason, but this could not change anything, so he could only passively accept it.

The little girl came to the classroom, and then she saw the black-haired boy who was leaning on his cheek and looking out the window.

Ye Zi followed the little girl's gaze and saw the black-haired boy, and was immediately silent.

After a while, he looked at the other children in the classroom who were laughing at the little girl's speech. Most of them graduated and became ninjas, and then they were eliminated by the turbulent situation at that time, including Beixingye...

Standing in the past as a familiar person with the future results, then looking at the people who were as good as before, I felt like I was back to the past, and I felt deeply that the people who smiled without burden were really a very ironic scene.

"Your results are not good...Do you know..."

Ye Zi walked down from the podium, crossed Sawamaki who was injured and retreated behind the scenes to teach, crossed Kushina with a blushing face, crossed Minato with a gentle smile on her face, crossed Beixingya, crossed the little kids who had been beaten to cry when bullying Kushina, crossed the laughing people, and then came to the front of the black-haired boy.

Ye Zi squatted slowly and looked at the little boy's side face looking out the window.

"If you can never, you have a better choice, do you know..."

Looking at the unresponsive little boy, Ye Zi stood up expressionlessly, looked back at Kushina, who was standing on the podium with a red face, and the scene switched again.

"Yes, you don't know..."

In the deep night, the panic and helplessness of being kidnapped, tied up and walked for a long journey, and the grief arose when I saw the boy leaning against the trunk of a tree with a faint breath of blood all over the body.

Ye Zi stood by, looking at herself, Kushina, and Minato.

That feeling was something that I had ever had and was engraved in my memory, just like the feeling of being afraid of losing someone who was important in a long and cold snowy night.

"Six Paths, is this your deliberate act?"

Ye Zi looked up, his eyes passed through the branches and leaves, and looked at the night sky.

No one responded.

Scene switches again.

Beixingye's death.

In the night, I looked at the figure who rushed forward to fight all the damage and fought out a bloody path.

In the war with Iwa Ninja, it was like a demon, tearing off the enemy's flesh and killing the enemy's vitality, which was frightening, but this was to protect them who were on the verge of despair.

In the heavy rain, he watched Ye Zi pass by him expressionlessly, and then gradually drift away.

When the news of death came, the experience of scolding loudly in the face of rumors and tears fell and sad.

I was delighted that when Ye Zi was not dead, he fell into deep conflicts and pain due to the change of his identity.

Pictures and experiences flashed quickly and quickly.

Kushina's all the joys, sorrows and sorrows were all inside, like elves, who were stuffed into Ye Zi's head through vivid and real memory images.

If these joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness that arise from him are all living elfs, then they are born and die because of him.

I have been confused and painful.

I have hesitated and struggled.

When everything is futile, there is no choice.

The heart is alive and dead.

It was resting and jumping.

Ye Zi followed in silence. Before he realized it, his every move hurt Kushina, deeply.

Some people are injured for a lifetime, while others can never look back once they miss it.

Even if these pictures can deeply touch Ye Zi's heart, they cannot change what he wants to do next.
Chapter completed!