Blacksmith starting from Naruto

Cangji nodded and left.

Looking at the young figure, Mrs. Yamanaka sighed leisurely.

Kuroyoshi will come every year today, and she has known each other a long time ago.

Moreover, living on the same street, she often saw Kuroyoshi and knew something about him.

I lost my parents since I was young, and lived alone and strong.

Chapter 61—The Soul of Genius

Cangji returned to the street and followed the flow of people to the cemetery.

He likes to be quiet, so he slowed down and wanted to wait for the others to leave after worshipping.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on his head.

Feeling the strangeness, Kurayoshi raised his head.

Under the cloudy clouds, the drizzle continued to fall, forming puddles of water stains on the ground.

The people around speeded up their pace, coming and going, looking a little rushed.

Cangji opened the borrowed bamboo umbrella and walked slowly, seemingly out of step with the surroundings.

As if in a different world.

As it progressed slowly, the rain fell and heavier, falling on the roof, ground, and umbrella, making a "da da" sound.

The people around, fleeing with their heads, soon disappeared in the street.

People, just have a fluke mentality.

Kuroyoshi shook his head slightly.

The sky was clouded and it was obvious that it was about to rain.

But everyone wanted to go home as soon as they were done, so they didn't bring an umbrella, and the same goes for Kuroyoshi.

Fortunately, someone borrowed an umbrella on the way.

About half an hour, Kuraki came to the cemetery.

Only a pair of young couples who had finished worshipping hurriedly hugged their heads and left.

Cangji smiled, came to the tombstone of his parents, looked at the name on the monument, a faint sadness rose in his heart.

Father, mother, thank you for allowing me to be born in this world.

Bow deeply to the tombstone.

Kuroyoshi straightened up, let out a deep breath, then squatted down to clean up the surrounding weeds, and then carefully placed the flower in front of the tombstone.

After doing all this, his clothes were basically wet by rain.

The feeling of dampness was very bad, Kuroyoshi frowned and was about to leave.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the rain.

The sound is very loud, especially the sound of water stains from stepping into the mud, even in heavy rain, and it is getting closer.

Kuroyoshi stopped and looked in the direction of the voice.

On the way here, in the downpour, a vague figure appeared in his vision.

Very fast, it is a ninja.

While thinking about it, the visitor had already crossed his arms.

In the splashing rain, dressed in dark costumes, his body was covered with mud and dark red blood stains, and a touch of silver was extremely dazzling.

Kakashi!

Kuroyoshi suddenly appeared.

No wonder I haven't seen it before.

In the past, whether it was windy or rainy, Kakashi always commemorated Tu and Lin here early, and always took a long time to leave.

Kuroyoshi shook his head slightly and started again.

"Puff!"

It was the sound of heavy objects hitting the mud.

Kuroyoshi looked back and saw Kakashi plunged into the mud.

"Are you OK!"

Cangji was taken aback and hurried over to help him up.

At this time, he discovered that Kakashi's clothes on the left ribs were wet with bright red.

This guy came back from a mission injury and didn't even go to the hospital, so he just came here.

"I will take you to the hospital."

Kuroyoshi threw away the umbrella and was about to carry Kakashi on his back, but he reached out to stop it.

Kakashi opened a gap in his eyes, a little weak, but did not relax his vigilance.

"It is you."

Kakashi seemed to feel relieved after seeing Kuroshitsuji's face, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, it's just that the wound on the dressing is open. You can help me go to the cemetery over there."

Cemetery over there

Although it is not stated which piece it is, the two people who will meet here on October 10th each year have long known the objects of each other's worship.

Looking at Kakashi, Kuraki nodded when he saw that his eyes were weak but very firm.

"it is good."

Cangji picked up the bamboo umbrella, stroked Kakashi in one hand and held the umbrella in the other, staggering forward to the tomb with Tu and Lin.

Kakashi leaned on Kuroyoshi and looked at the name on the tombstone quietly. His dark eyes were dull, revealing sadness and guilt.

Bring soil, Lin