Although from the perspective of the overall atmosphere, it does not match the appearance of this room, but the writing room of Aizen Soosuke is indeed turned on with electric lights.
The electric lamp is not an ordinary style, but a retro-style lamp. The glass lampshade is slightly yellowed, as if telling the long years it has experienced.
The light emitted by the light bulb shed a bright light in the room, reflecting every corner of the room clearly, forming a strange contrast with the old layout of the room.
There are many old items in the room. There are carved bookshelves that exude the aroma of old wood. On the bookshelves are some ancient books that have been turned over and are somewhat damaged. The text on the spine of those books seems to have a sense of the vicissitudes of history; there are also old wooden tables and chairs in the corner. The corners of the tables and chairs have been somewhat worn out, showing a round trace.
Sometimes, especially in the dead of night, Lan Zhan can be seen here alone.
In the dead of night, the entire Konoha village seemed to fall into a deep sleep, and only a few occasional insect noises broke the silence.
Aizen Soosuke was in the writing room, surrounded by silence.
He may have some hard-to-dispel depression in his heart. This depression may stem from his troubles that are difficult to break through in his pursuit of a higher level of art, or he suddenly has a whim. Perhaps at a certain moment, the scenery in nature or a small detail in life triggered the inspiration for creation, so he wrote alone in this writing room with the lights on.
He sat in front of the chopping board, which was a thick wooden board, and the desktop was polished extremely smoothly, reflecting a soft luster under the light.
He sits upright and focused, holding a brush in his hand, leaning forward slightly, his focused appearance as if everything around him has nothing to do with him, his eyes are staring at the paper in front of him, his focused eyes seem to see through the paper, only the pen and ink in his hand and the paper in front of him are his whole world.
What I have to admit is that Aizen Soosuke is a master of calligraphy and painting in Konoha Village.
His calligraphy and painting skills are extremely high, and hundreds of exercises have been exchanged for a stroke that is now perfect.
His reputation has long been well-known, like the seeds of the dandelion, floating in the wind to various places.
Even the great monarchs of other countries, those with noble status and well-informed dignitaries, occasionally come to ask for the purchase of the authentic blue dye.
Because the words written by Aizen Soosuke are full of a mysterious charm, every stroke seems to contain a soul, and the lines are full of a deep thought, as if telling an ancient story or containing a prophecy of the future.
There is always an indescribable charm. That charm is like the mist that permeates the mountains and forests in the early morning. It is hazy and fascinating, and it is like an invisible magnetic field. I want people to unconsciously get close to the world behind those words. There is a strange power that can make people feel surrendered after witnessing it.
Even for people like Kakashi who seem to have an inexplicable hostility to Aizen Soosuke, they have to admit that the words written by Aizen Soosuke really look good.
The characters of Aizen Soosuke seem to have a unique magic power. Every stroke is like a carefully carved work of art. The lines of the strokes are smooth and rhythmic, and the font structure is rigorous and does not fail to move. Whether it is regular script or running script, they all show a very high level, like an elf walking out of an ancient copybook, exuding an irresistible charm.
Every time Kakashi saw the words of Aizen Soosuke, a complicated emotion surged in his heart.
Among them, the admiration for his artistic attainments is particularly strong. That admiration is like a clear spring in his heart, gurgling uncontrollably with respect for the talent of Aizen Suzuke.
He admired the concentration of Aizen Soosuke when he was writing. The ups and downs of the brushstrokes seemed to contain the soul of Aizen Soosuke. Just looking at the words, he could feel what Aizen Soosuke was thinking when he was writing, as if there was an invisible force rushing through the paper.
However, at the same time, Kakashi still had an unspeakable feeling of inexplicable hostility in his heart.
This unspeakable feeling is just like a fishbone in the throat, unable to spit out and unable to swallow, making Kakashi as uncomfortable as if he was stuck in his throat.Kakashi himself is sometimes very contradictory, and he doesn't understand where this emotion comes from.
Is it because of the mysterious aura on Lanzen Soosuke's body, or is it because of other deeper reasons?
He has also tried to analyze his emotions, but every time he delves into it, he seems to be in a fog and can't find an exact answer.
It's just that this time, the person sitting in the brightly lit writing room is not Aizen Soosuke.
From the outside, it was a young man who looked like he was in his twenties.His figure is straight and strong, and it is obvious that he has undergone long-term hard training.
His muscle lines were looming under the clothes, and every muscle seemed to be full of strength, which was the result of countless hard exercises.
As he walked around, his posture was light and steady, like a cheetah ready to pounce on food at any time, full of a kind of wild charm.
He wears Konoha Village's iconic forehead guard on his forehead. That forehead guard is like a special medal, a symbol of honor and identity, and also like a special symbol, representing his Konoha ninja identity.
The forehead was slightly reflective under the light, and there were some traces of being scratched by the battle. On the contrary, these traces added to its sense of vicissitudes and heaviness, as if silently telling the master's combat experience.
He was wearing a pure white feather weave, and the material of the feather weave was the kind of extremely comfortable and light fabric.
When he walks around or makes some movements, the clothes pendulum hangs neatly on both sides of his knees like soft clouds, swinging gently with the wind, and occasionally it is slightly adsorbed on his legs due to static electricity.
The fabric looks as bright as new, but it has a soft and thick texture to the touch, as if it is woven from the world's top silk.
He knelt quietly on the ground, his face clearly chiseled, as if he had been carefully carved by the best sculptors.
His eyebrows frowned slightly, like two little black snakes entangled together. This frown did not seem to be because of anger or dissatisfaction, but more like endless sorrow hidden in his heart. The sorrow is like a dark cloud that envelops his heart, and it can't go away for a long time.There was a numb and miserable expression on his face. This expression was like a mask, deeply engraved on his face, so that people could see at a glance that he seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life but couldn't talk. .
The years seemed to have left some less obvious traces on his face, and there was a trace of imperceptible fine lines at the corner of his eyes. The fine lines were like the marks left by the carving knife of the years.
There was a kind of confusion and helplessness in those eyes, like a traveler who had lost his way in the dark.
Those eyes were like two bottomless ancient wells, and they couldn't see how many secrets were hidden inside.
There was a little bloodshot on the whites of his eyes, which was caused by a long period of sleeplessness or by experiencing great pain.His eyes occasionally turned unconsciously, but soon returned to that sluggish state, as if he was trying to find something, but he didn't know what he was looking for.
It's just that unlike the pure white Yuori on the back of Aizen Soosuke, this man's Yuori has the unique group fan mark of the Uchiha family on his back. The mark is unique and eye-catching. There is also a huge'liu' character under the group fan.
The lines of the Tuanfan mark are very clear, as if they have just been drawn, and there is nothing rough about the edges.
The word'liu' seems to be written with a special pigment, the color is bright and deep, and it blends just right with the mark of the group fan, just like it should have been there in the first place.
In Konoha Village, the logo of the Uchiha family is very valued. Everyone knows that no one dares to use the Uchiha family's fan logo casually.
After all, the Uchiha family is not an ordinary family.
The Uchiha family has a long history, dating back to before the establishment of Konoha Village, the legendary six immortals are inextricably linked to the Uchiha family.
It is rumored that there are many powerful blood succession boundaries in the family, and that kind of power is awesome.
The blood succession boundary of the Uchiha family seems to be full of mystery. The appearance of each blood succession boundary will cause an uproar in the ninja world. Other families are either in awe, envy, or jealousy. Various emotions are mixed together.
Most of the Uchiha people live in an area specially set up for them in Konoha Village, which is a unique place.
The architectural style there has the characteristics of the Uchiha family, mostly dark-toned pavilions, giving people a mysterious and low-key beauty.
The eaves of the pavilion have a unique shape, like an eagle spreading its wings to fly, and like the forbearance posture of an ancient ninja.
Occasionally, there are some ancient patterns engraved on the walls. Those patterns are like some kind of mysterious charms, but no one can tell exactly what they mean.
And family members hold important positions in the village's guard. They guard the peace of the village, and their vigilant eyes are always watching every corner of the village.
They patrolled in the dark, like ghosts in the dark, their footsteps were light and silent.
They always hold weapons in their hands, and as long as there is any wind and grass movement, they will react as soon as possible.
The ninjas of the Uchiha family are extremely vigilant, and their gaze glances at everything around them like a real thing, even the scurrying of a mouse can't escape their eyes.
As one of the largest families in Konoha Village, the Uchiha family generally has eyes above the top or extreme minds.
They seem to be born with a sense of superiority, strutting their heads when walking, and looking at people with a kind of scrutiny.
The minds of many of them are like deep underwater whirlpools, complex and elusive.
Their red eyes seemed to contain a power different from ordinary people. That power was like a volcano that would erupt at any time, which not only made people in other families jealous, but also curious about it.
Those eyes are like a door to another mysterious world, and others always want to spy on the secrets but dare not get too close.
When the Uchiha people opened their unique eyes, the surrounding air seemed to become tense, and a depressing atmosphere permeated.
Kakashi wandered around the village. Today's village looks no different from usual, but Kakashi's sharp eyes quickly caught an unusual figure.
It was a Uchiha clan, and the sad expression on his face was particularly abrupt against the peaceful scenery of the village.
Kakashi has been in the village for so long, and it is the first time he has seen the Uchiha people with such a sad look.
His gaze seemed to be attracted by a magnet, and he was involuntarily attracted by the man, staring closely, and looking twice more.
As if to penetrate the other party, the gaze wandered carefully on the man, from his messy hair to the slightly shabby corners of his clothes to his lifeless face.
In the process of this careful examination, Kakashi suddenly discovered a very strange phenomenon.
Under the bright light, this man didn't even have any shadow under his feet.