Naruto: Itachi Hears the Bell

It’s the annual Hungry Ghost Festival, also known as the Winter Clothes Festival. On this day, people usually put out river lanterns to pray for blessings and pay homage to their dead relatives.

On this day, Feng Chime guided Hanabi to practice as usual, but she, who was always serious, was obviously absent-minded. She was distracted several times, and she didn't notice when the time for practice came.

"Master" Hanabi called her softly.

"Oh, the time has come. Let's stop here today." Feng Chime finally came back to his senses.

"Wind Chime-sensei" Hanabi called to Wind Chime who was getting up and about to leave.

"Well, is there anything else?"

"Teacher is worried today"

"Uh, haha, it's nothing." Feng Chime was embarrassed.

"Teacher, today is the Ghost Festival."

"Oh, I know, what's wrong?" Feng Chime was puzzled.

Hanabi smiled: "The teacher came back to Konoha for the first time, so he definitely doesn't know the traditions of Konoha."

"Isn't the traditional Ghost Festival just a ghost festival? There are also traditions." The wind chime also laughed.

"That's right, according to tradition, every night of the Ghost Festival, Konoha will hold a large-scale lantern festival, and on this night, every household will not turn off the lights and stay up all night to prepare for the Night Parade of the Hundred Demons."

"Prepare for the Night Parade of Hundred Ghosts" Feng Chime was confused.

"Yes, in the middle of the night, the dead souls will come back from that world to visit their relatives and friends. Thousands of various lamps are lit to guide them, but when the sun rises the next day Before the death, these undead people returned to the world over there." Hanabi explained with a smile.

"I have heard of the Night Parade of One Hundred Ghosts, but I have never encountered it before. The undead will really return from that world." Feng Chime was a little excited.

"It's true." Hanabi nodded affirmatively, "But it's not necessarily true. If the undead doesn't care about the world here, it won't come back."

"Is that so?" Feng Chime lowered his head, thoughtfully.

Hanabi stepped forward and took her hand: "Teacher, let's go to the lantern festival together tonight."

"Going to the lantern festival" Feng Chime hesitated.

"Yes, let's go put out lanterns on the river to pray for blessings. I know Mr. Feng Chime is thinking of Mr. Itachi. Maybe Mr. Itachi will also be in the team of Hyakki Night Parade. If he sees the lantern set up by the teacher, he will definitely find the teacher. Then you can We met."

The wind chime was so moved that she agreed.

"Well, Wind Chime-sensei, see you there or not" Hanabi was very happy.

After Hanabi left, Fengchi stood there stunned for a long time.

"Hyakuki Yakou, Mom and Dad, Itachi, will you come back?"

That night, Feng Ling made dinner early, fed Si Nian, and then carried him into the cradle: "Si Nian, be good. Mommy is going out. You stay at home and don't move around."

Missing smiled and made a vague hum.

Feng Ling walked to the agreed place and saw Hanabi waving to her from a distance: "Teacher Feng Ling"

It was early autumn, and the night was a bit cold. Hanabi was only wearing a singlet, and the autumn wind made her sneeze.

Feng Chime smiled and took her cold hand, held it in his arms, and asked, "You came so early, wasn't it eight o'clock as promised? There's no need to come so early."

Hanabi smiled and replied, "I've only been here for a little while."

In fact, Hanabi has arrived a long time ago. Since she started practicing with the wind chime, she has developed a habit of always arriving before the appointed time and never being late.

The two of them followed the flow of people and walked towards the lantern festival. There were so many kinds of lanterns along the way that it was overwhelming.

They chose two lotus-shaped river lanterns at a stall, walked to the river in the night, put the two lanterns into the water one after another, put their hands together with the wind chimes, and silently made a wish.

Someone was setting off fireworks in the distance, and the brilliant sparks bloomed slowly, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

The wind chime looked far away, and she was waiting for the person she wanted to see. But time passed by, and the number of pedestrians on the road gradually decreased. Under the bright lights, the person she was waiting for did not appear.

End of this chapter