Perhaps it was a habit for the old man to wait until the last rays of the setting sun had faded from the horizon before preparing dinner.

He refused Ye Zi's help, and slowly raised the firewood before starting to wash the rice and vegetables, the water used to wash the vegetables was used to wash the rice, the water was only passed once, the vegetables and the rice, the old man took it in his hand and weighed it for a moment, his expression was very serious, and he seemed to be estimating the weight of the two people.

Ye Zi calmly looked at the old man's movements and figure, remembering that after cleaning up the weeds for the old man before, the old man invited them to come here, poured them a cup of hot tea, and then took out a piece of yokan from the cabinet, and carefully divided the piece of yokan into four small portions that were so even that they could not be more even, which was the yokan in the lower house, and it was also the only piece at that time.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziping's straight eyebrows slowly raised, without thinking about what the old man's behavior had to do with the spy, 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, the smoke rose from the lonely house standing beside the field, and after a long time, the smoke no longer rose, and there was something more on the table in the house, two bowls of rice, a plate of greens, and a plate of sour radish fished out of the jar.

Ye Zi, who was accustomed to a large amount of rice, took two pieces of sour radish, solved a bowl of rice in three or two bites, and then said very familiarly: "I'm full." ”

The old man glanced at the empty bowl that didn't even have a grain of rice left, smiled, and then slowly began to eat.

Ye Zi got up, took the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen stove to wash and put them away, and washed the pot by the way, and then came to the yard, looked up at the moon and was silent, his initial goal was to test, but after seeing the familiar back, he was not in any mood.

He stared at the moon quietly, thinking about Takuhiro Kimura in the room, thinking about the old man in his memory, and finally, a gleam appeared in his eyes full of silver.

The old man in the room was very old, and his movements were very slow, but very steady, so steady that he did not tremble at all.

Ye Zi silently withdrew his gaze looking at the moon, turned around and walked back to the house, the old man was only halfway through the meal, and Ye Zi naturally said goodbye to the old man.

The old man smiled kindly at him, and Ye Zi waved goodbye to him.

After returning to the residence, Orochimaru sat alone in the corridor.

Ye Zi walked to him and sat down, followed his gaze, looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and listened attentively to the sound of insects coming from the bushes.

Orochimaru glanced at him and asked, "Where did you go?" ”

Ye Zi replied: "Task." ”

Orochimaru nodded, and suddenly said, "I've joined the root too." ”

Ye Zi's eyes widened for a moment, he looked at him in surprise, and said in disbelief: "How could you join the root." ”

Many people want to know the reason for this problem, but not many people know about it, and even the three generations don't know the reason why Orochimaru joined the root.

Listening to his tone of disbelief, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Orochimaru's mouth, he naturally wouldn't tell Ye Zi the reason, but said lightly: "Roots 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 for it, but Orochimaru was unwilling to say it, so he would not continue to ask.

In the next few days, Ye Zi went to Kimura Takuyang's house very frequently, and the old man asked him the reason, and he replied sincerely: "You are like my deceased grandfather." ”

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

After getting along with the old man for a while, Ye Zi preliminarily affirmed that Takuyang Kimura was different from ordinary old people, first of all, he was very healthy, secondly, he was very strong, and finally, he didn't have chakra.

He wrote down some judgments in the report and handed them to the top, and then the top sent a person, that person was from the mountain family, and he was also a person that Ye Zi knew.

"Plains in the mountains." In a remote forest, Ye Zi looked at the person who came, and his expression was cold.

In the mountains, Nakano looked at Ye Zi carefully, with a smile on his face, saying that it is better to see than to hear, now looking at Ye Zi's strong body, it is difficult to associate the original skinny child, I haven't seen him for many years, that somewhat special child, now he has become stronger, strong enough to be able to take charge of himself.

"Long time no see." Although he knew that he wanted to go straight to the point, Nagano in the mountains couldn't help but digress.

Ye Zi didn't dislike it, because the person in front of him was kind to him in a sense, besides, he wanted to know what Nakahara saw in his memory that day, which was something he began to desperately want to know after his strength became stronger and stronger.

"Yes." But not now, he replied and ended his greetings.

Nakano in the mountain smiled slightly bitterly, and then said with a straight face: "Once confirmed, I'll leave the rest to me." ”

Ye Zi nodded silently, it seems that the task of cleaning up spies is very important in the village, and even the personnel directly under the Hokage have joined in this matter, itself, this kind of thing in the shadow has always been done by the root.

In fact, there is no need to be so troublesome to purge spies, since you can find out the suspect, as long as you uphold the practice of preferring to kill mistakes and not letting go, everything will be much simpler, but here is Konoha, these things are not in the dark, but in the shadows, so it is very troublesome.

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

Walking into the house, the old man was slowly chewing on the grains of rice, and if the rest of his life began to become precious, then he would really waste it.

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

The old man watched Ye Zi walk into the house, a little surprised, swallowed the rice, put down the dishes 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, and I have never had parents." ”

Stunned appeared in the old man's Qingming eyes, he looked at Ye Zi with some puzzlement, but the latter didn't look at him, just stared at the shabby meal on the table, and said calmly: "I am an orphan, I have a sister who is three years younger, we were adopted in an orphanage, when I was six years old, I escaped from the orphanage with my sister on my back, and then when I was about to fall down from hunger, I met a very thin old man, he... You're a lot like him. ”

Takuyang Kimura let go of the hand holding the chopsticks, looked at Ye Zi quietly, but his face was full of worry on his face that had been worn away by time, and he said, "Child, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ye Zi suddenly looked up at him, his eyes were a little cold, and said: "You are very similar to him, but not him, he is very real, you are a little fake, maybe you are tired of it, so that your life seems a little coping, this is not like a twilight but still very healthy old man." ”

At this point, the worry on Kimura Takuyang's face receded like a tide, and he became expressionless, and his old eyes were a little clear, he sighed softly and said, "I'm really tired of this cookie-cutter life, so, do you think you can know anything from me?" ”

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

Takuyang Kimura's hand touched his chest very hastily, this sudden move did not make Ye Zi have any response, and he still looked at the old man calmly.

Takuhiro Kimura touched the technique written on his chest through his clothes, and said with some emotion: "Yes, I don't have chakra." As he spoke, he lowered his hand, suddenly looking uninterested.

"I'm sorry." Ye Zi suddenly apologized.

Kimura Takuyang's expressionless face couldn't help but show astonishment, and then, he smiled faintly and said calmly: "Even in the dead of night, I will be faithful to be an old man, although I know that there is no one else around, recently, I have begun to be very dissatisfied with my current life, so I want to leave, but that can only be used to think, I know very well that I can only die in Konoha in the end, so I have found a good place, not far away, under the willow tree not far from my field, if you can, bury me there." ”

"Okay." Ye Zi simply responded.

"Thank you, and I have to say sorry to you, you may be disappointed, even the people of the mountain clan can't know anything from me." Takuhiro Kimura smiled.

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

Hearing this, Takuyang Kimura suddenly smiled even more happily, in stark contrast to his expressionless face before, and then, he said slowly to Ye Zi: "Don't despise people who don't have chakra. ”

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

Takuhiro Kimura nodded, restrained his smile, and turned his head to look at the door, where Harano was standing in the mountains.

"Goodbye, funny boy."

Ye Zi was silent, watching Takuyang Kimura being taken away by Nakano in the mountains.

A few days later, Ye Zi buried the body of Takuyang Kimura under the willow tree, with his back to the small lake and facing the fertile field, and a plate was placed in front of the monument, and there were three pieces of yokan in the plate.

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

Without turning around, Ye Zi knew who was coming, he looked at the name engraved on the tombstone, thinking that this name was nothing more than a false code name, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

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

Jiu Xingnai's expression slowly changed, and she looked at Ye Zi's back with a shocked expression.