Chapter 11 - story

If this scene was seen by Sakumo Hagi's soul, the scene would be unimaginable, I am afraid that he would be so shocked on the spot that he went directly to the pure Land.

You know, Sakumo Hagi's soul is in a delicate and unstable state, and anything extraordinary may be the last straw that pushes him to the extreme.

Kato said that this name is like a deep old wound to many people in Konoha Village. Once it is mentioned, it brings unspeakable pain.

Like Rope Tree, he is an extremely important person that Tsunade, one of Konoha's three Ninjas, cherishes with all his heart.

Kato is like a touch of gentle and distant moonlight, that unique temperament seems to penetrate the endless darkness, bringing hope and tranquility, but now, he has appeared in this incredible place, walking side by side with Aizen Soosuke, it looks as if they have known each other for a long time, and the tacit understanding between them seems to have been formed after years of precipitation.

Walking beside Lan Zhan, he slowly moved forward along the quaint masonry corridor.

This masonry corridor seems to be engraved with countless stories by the years. Whenever the surrounding lights flicker and disappear, Kato seems to say casually.:

"Do you have to use this method?Use strong obsessions and emotions for soul-body stimulation to maintain oneself?"

There was a faint doubt and worry in his tone, and there seemed to be a trace of sympathy for Sakumo Hagi's soul in his eyes.

"Ah, there is no other way.Shuo Maojun is still in an unstable stage, and it will take at least twenty soul operations before he can become a stable state.If you give up at this time, it would be a pity, wouldn't it?"

Lan Zhan's voice is gentle and calm, like a deep river flowing in the dark, calm on the surface, but inside there are countless complex undercurrents surging.

"It's too much to threaten with your son."

Kato Ken frowned slightly, with an indescribable condemnation in his eyes. He knew that although such methods might be effective in certain extreme situations, they were morally disdainful.

"The soul of suicide is inherently fragile and devoid of obsession. Sometimes, kind words are also necessary."

Lan Zhan put his hands in his sleeves and walked forward at a steady pace, every step seemed to have been accurately calculated, balanced and regular.

Their words to each other were clearly conveyed to the opposite side in the corridor, without the slightest ambiguity or ambiguity.

But what made people feel horrified was that the shadow on the ground was only Lan Zhan from beginning to end.

The lights are dim and mysterious, shrouding everything around in a strange atmosphere, and Kato is constantly shining under the lights, the ground is clear and translucent, and there is no shadow at all. He is like an illusory existence, and it is like a special existence that is detached from the material world.

"Now think about it, in fact, since you were a child, you have been vaguely expressing that you are different from Konoha, right?"

Kato, who had no shadow, followed Aizen's side, and said quietly as if chatting.At this time, his mind seemed to have returned to the distant past. At that time, Lan Zhan was still a sentimental but unique teenager.

"Yuori, who is different from Konoha ninja, has never worn Konoha's forehead protection, and he has never regarded himself as a ninja.And always do things different from ninjas.Lord Sanzaimu also had a headache for you at first."

As Kato said, he recalled the pictures in his memory. The young man who was always dressed in a different costume was like an incompatible piece of a jigsaw puzzle in the harmonious picture of Konoha Village.

"Ah, in a sense, it may indeed be so.After all, I am not very good at disguising myself, and it really makes people feel ashamed."

Lan Zhan responded, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if smiling or not, with an elusive depth in his eyes.

"Haha, so as long as you say what you think, many things will be clear. Why don't you just say it? I really don't understand you.Blue dye."

Kato Chuan smiled softly and shook his head, as if the blue dye in front of him was a puzzle that would never be guessed.

"That is, the shaping of the worldview is not something that can be done in a few words.Broken king."

Lan Zhan's voice was low and serious, and he seemed to have an unquestionable persistence on this topic.

Walked in front of a biometric verification door, which revealed a high-tech and mysterious atmosphere.

There are strict and complex protective devices all around, and various energy lines slowly flow along the edge of the gate, as if telling the high degree of confidentiality here.

Lan Zhan stretched out his hand and pressed the button, and the subtle touch was reflected in his fingertips, cold and real.

The multiple blocked doors slid silently towards the left and right sides, without making a creaking sound, as if they didn't want to break the already mysterious atmosphere in the corridor.

Kato followed suit, his figure like a ghost walking in a different world.

And the door closed quickly after Lan Zen walked by, almost as fast as a flash of lightning, and instantly cut Kato's broken figure in half.

But the huge body broke free from the door frame without hesitation, and the scene was like an invisible force tearing apart a seemingly solid but unhindered transparent barrier, as if matter could not have any effect on this man like Baiyue. The same.

Neither of them was surprised by this abnormal phenomenon. They already had a deep enough understanding of each other's particularity. This phenomenon seemed to them to be a normal thing.

So they continued their way forward, facing the lights on the corridor one by one, and slowly walked towards the scheduled position.

The lights lit up in turn, as if laying a path to the unknown for them, and as if silently revealing the mysterious story that was about to happen on this road.

Lan Zhan's voice was low and full of some kind of strong attraction. In this small corridor, the voice echoing was even more persuasive as if it was magical. His words were like an invisible wind, quietly penetrating into every corner, everyone's heart.

"It takes time to shape the worldview.Only when you have witnessed what the world is distorted into in the hands of the vulgar will you have the consciousness of resistance."