"Who!" I was startled, drew my sword fiercely and turned around, only to see a gray-haired old woman standing in front of me, looking at me excitedly.
Her face is covered with wrinkles, her long silver-white hair is almost dragging to the ground, and her skin is very dry, giving people the feeling of a mummy, as if she had just been poured out of a coffin. But judging from her face shape and facial features,
She must have been a gorgeous beauty when she was young.
"I'm sorry, old man, I must have scared you." I quickly put the sword away and apologized.
As if she didn't hear what I said, the old woman came over excitedly and held my hand tightly. It felt like being rubbed with sandpaper.
"Old man, what's wrong with you?" I said softly, because the old man in front of me was as fragile as paper, and I was afraid that I would blow her down if I wasn't careful.
"Don't you recognize me?" The old woman finally reacted and stared at me closely, her eyes filled with tears.
"I'm really sorry. Everyone I know here must have passed away. I really don't recognize you." I was a little confused, and a bold guess arose in my mind.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could she still be alive after more than a hundred years?
"I'm so excited because I'm here. Look at my memory. I'm so old now. How could you possibly recognize me?" The old woman smiled awkwardly, her voice as hoarse as a horse's neigh. She took out something from her clothes.
A purple gauze scarf was put on his face, "This way, can you remember who I am?"
"Zisha? Are you really Zisha?" I widened my eyes and stared at her in disbelief, muttering to myself, "Impossible! Impossible! It's been more than a hundred years..."
"Sure enough, I still can't convince you, so what about this?" Zisha pointed to a clay pot on the window sill, and then stared at it.
Bang! The clay pot shook for a few seconds and exploded. I could detect the fluctuations in the space. This is definitely not a bluff. This is Zisha’s eye of time and space!
"You are really Zisha!" I was stunned on the spot, completely stunned.
"I didn't expect that you could still remember me after more than a hundred years. It seems that I still have some weight in your heart." Zisha smiled and said, "I have not waited in vain for more than a hundred years."
"Oh my god! This is a whole hundred and fifteen years! Zisha, if I remember correctly, you would be one hundred and thirty-three years old now." I shook my head in disbelief, "This is incredible.
, you actually..."
"I have lived to such a long age?" Zisha smiled like a child, just like the girl more than a hundred years ago. "Shouldn't I be the one who is surprised? I have lived to be one hundred and thirty-three years old.
, it’s just a rare longevity at most. But you, more than a hundred years have passed, and you haven’t changed at all, Xie Qi.”
After saying that, Zisha pointed to the statue. Indeed, I have hardly changed from what I was a hundred years ago.
"This is a long story. Listen to me and tell you slowly. In fact, I..."
"No need to explain, I can probably guess something, it has something to do with dragon veins, right?" Zisha waved her hand, "I don't have much time, I don't want to waste my time listening to this, I want you to listen to me
s story."
"Yeah." I nodded, helped Zisha to her bed, and then watched her lie down.
"You must have been waiting for a long time after I left. What happened next? Did you get married?" I asked anxiously. If Zisha really waited for me for more than a hundred years, then I'm afraid, I won't be able to wait for me for the rest of my life.
It will add a sense of guilt to my heart.
"No, after I have you in my heart, how can I care about others. But more than twenty years have passed since you left, and two outstanding figures have appeared in the ninja world. One is Senju Hashirama of the Senju clan.
The other one is Uchiha Madara from the Uchiha clan. I think their strength is not inferior to yours, but in my eyes, you are unmatched." Zisha smiled bitterly, "I thought so.
You will come back in three to five years, or at most ten or eight years. I didn’t expect that it would take more than twenty years. Everyone in the clan advised me to find a young and promising young man to marry.
Hurry up and give birth to offspring so that you can inherit the throne..."
Zisha's voice gradually dropped, and she shook her head vigorously to wake herself up.
"I ignored them, but the throne must be inherited by someone, so I adopted a little girl whose parents died. A few years later, in order to protect the safety of Convenient Dragon Vein, our entire tribe moved out of this valley, surrounding
At this time, more than thirty years have passed. I think it is impossible for you to have no reputation in the ninja world with your ability. But the news about you is like nothing. Even me
My daughter also advised me, but everyone said, you must be dead. Later, when I was sixty years old, I passed the throne to my daughter, and then I came back here alone, guarding the Qingfeng Sword.
The only hope you left for me was like this. Until more than 20 years ago, something happened in Longmai. My great-granddaughter Sarah led all the villagers and left this place completely. "
After listening to Zisha's story, I felt very uncomfortable. I didn't expect that just because of a promise I made back then, Zisha had to wait for a full hundred and fifteen years.
"Sorry, I am late."
"I didn't expect what I said back then would come true. No matter ten years, thirty years, fifty years, or even a hundred years, I will wait for you." Zisha could no longer hear my voice at all, and was just minding her own business.
He said, "But, I finally waited for you. But, Zisha is very tired, Zisha... needs to rest..."
After saying this, there was no movement from Zisha for a long time.
"Zisha?" I tentatively called out softly, but Zisha ignored me, "Did you fall asleep?"
No, why is there no breathing sound!
I quickly picked up Zisha’s pulse.
"No! My heart has stopped!" I quickly opened my Sharingan and prepared to use medical ninjutsu to rescue her.
"I can't do it anymore..." I sighed, and when I saw Zisha's physical condition, I realized that she had run out of energy. Over the years, she probably used her faith to support her and fulfilled her last wish.
, and could no longer support it.
"Zisha..." Looking at Zisha who seemed to be sleeping, I didn't know what to say. Another good girl gave up her good years and life because of me.
"Well, Zisha has been waiting for me for so many years, it's time to let her rest." I thought about it, moved my statue over, and placed it next to her, "I still have a mission, so I can't accompany you, so
Let him give you some comfort."
"Ashes return to dust, soil returns to soil, rest in peace." I half-clasped my hands and formed the seal, "Dust escapes and the original realm peels off." (To be continued)