Ling retracted his blood qi state, returned to the white-handed state again, and directly ignored the surprised chatters and exclamations from the surrounding Uchiha clan, he walked directly to Itachi's side, stretched out his hand to help him: "It's okay." ”

"It's fine."

Itachi shook his head, gasped for a while, and regained his strength a little before he said sincerely: "I didn't expect Ling to be so powerful." ”

"Where, it's just that you don't know my abilities and use the wrong moves."

This is a fact, if it weren't for Itachi's use of illusion, and the result was counterattacked, the two might still play, but they shouldn't continue to play, so it's almost a real fire, and if it continues, it's going to use a killer weapon.

However, Ling's purpose was also achieved, and he found a sparring partner, and he didn't have to train on his own.

Then Ling pointed to the big tree on the back where the two of them were sitting just now and said, "Go to the side and take a rest!" ”

"Good!"

Itachi nodded.

"How's it going, did you vent it?"

The two sat down, and Ling was the first to speak.

“......”

Itachi shook his head, he didn't want to fight at all, it was purely Ling wishful thinking who pulled him as a sparring partner.

"Really? Looks like I've done a lot of useless work. ”

"No, it's just...... I didn't understand the real pain. The pain of losing one's life, only when you lose it, you know, no, no, it's the feeling of being forced to perceive it, and you don't want to lose something important, when you understand this sadness. ”

"That's how your writing wheel opens, isn't it?"

Ling looked at the weasel with a somewhat gloomy expression and said: "Life will be born, life will die, in this world, there is originally a chain of hatred, World War I, World War II, and the Third World War you have seen, countless people have lost their lives for it, war, that's it, everyone will fight for their own family, their own village, their own country, and you ......"

Itachi stared at Ling, waiting for him to continue.

Ling paused for a moment and continued: "You are also one of the people who were involved in this battle, and the death of your companion is because you have no strength, maybe many people say that you are a genius, I also admit that you are indeed very powerful, but now you ...... It's still very weak, and the writing wheel eye is the best gift your companion can leave you. ”

"You should use it to do more meaningful things, for example, to protect your family and protect the people you value, instead of being so immersed in grief and deceiving yourself every day."

Itachi said weakly: "No..... I didn't. ”

Ling interrupted his casual defense and continued: "Itachi, you are too good at deceiving others, even deceiving yourself, in the long run, one day, you will believe in yourself too much because of this power, so you will push away the help of others, and live alone in pain. ”

Itachi was stunned, Ling said too much, he couldn't digest it for a while.

"Ah~~"

Ling sighed and continued: "Think about it carefully, you should understand that since there is an intersection, then there will inevitably be feelings, if you trust your own judgment too much and push others away and become indifferent, then you will live in pain." ”

This is a true portrayal of Itachi, but also a true portrayal of Ling himself, recently, he believes in his own strength too much, he feels that he doesn't need the help of others, after the golden finger of poisoned milk powder, he swelled, but the same heart has become painful.

He pushed away anyone who wanted to help him, and he was particularly distrustful of others, to put it mildly, this is called a good sense of prevention, and to say that it was a glass heart, and he was afraid that he would be hurt.

This is also what he figured out after the war with Obito, if he really lived in a dream and abandoned this real world, to live an illusory life, is it what he wants?

No, that's not. Although living in a dream is an escape choice that many people dream of, it is understandable to escape from the pressure of life and the unhappiness of work, hoping to live the life they want, but for Ling, even if it is a dream, it is by no means a dream of infinite moonlight.

"So Ling, how did you do it?"

Itachi's question interrupted Ling's musings.

"Me?"

Ling glanced at the weasel who was seeking knowledge, and all kinds of coming to this world appeared in his mind, indifference, and warmth, which really existed in his mind, and it was also the warmth he wanted, and it was also a kind of luck to be cared for.

Thinking of this, Ling said categorically: "Of course, it is to protect the important things that are not easy to gain, just like you said, don't wait until you lose it to understand the importance of that thing to yourself." ”

"Hoo ......"

Itachi took a deep breath, then stood up and said sincerely, "Thank you." ”

"I hope you understand, Itachi."

Ling glanced at him meaningfully, this tragic figure had borne too much pain alone, but this was also the consequence of thinking too much.

The more he thinks, the more he thinks about what he does, which is a typical representative of the so-called how far he thinks, how far he can think.

So sometimes maturity is not a good choice, they have more concerns, hoping to get the best solution to the problem, but that solution is also easy to be distorted.

And what Ling said today was to correct his thoughts, he couldn't even protect his own family and clansmen, so how could he protect what he wanted to protect more?

Of course, Ling just wanted to save the Itachi, he didn't have so many thoughts about the Itachi, he just needed to protect himself and the people he wanted to protect, and the people he wanted to protect were only a few people, maybe there would be more in the future, but that was for later.

The most important thing is to install a b in front of the ferret, and you can also pretend to be the opponent's suit.

This can be regarded as using the prophet's plot to enlighten him, as for the effect, it will be known later.

"I see, thank you, Ling."

Itachi thanks again.

Ling smiled and said, "I hope it can help you, then I will be very happy." ”

"I see what you mean."

Itachi nodded earnestly, extremely sincerely.

"I hope to train with you next time."

Ling patted the dust off his body and exchanged a few words with Itachi.

Seeing that it was approaching noon, the two immediately parted ways and went back to their respective homes.

In the past, he was able to pass by, but now he is not on the way, Ling has moved out of the urban village in the main street area of the Uchiha clan and lived in a luxury bachelor apartment, so it is not the same.

When I returned home, I rinsed off my fatigue and then simply ate a little food, and the morning passed so simply.

As for the afternoon......

Ling was going to go to the village to take a look, after all, the assassination of the three generations didn't seem to have been dealt with yet, and Tuan Zang didn't actually send someone to find him, which really shouldn't be.

It seemed that the calm was a little too much, as if nothing had happened, and he was like a forgotten person.