Ninjas should be dressed in meat

Chapter 280 New Game

"Someone is going to jump off the building?" Bai Mu was startled, did he go too far, someone was in too much debt and couldn't bear it and wanted to commit suicide?
"Where is the person who jumped off the building?"

"On the Sun Disk!!!"

……

The sun disc has been rebuilt with white wood, and its height is almost the same as that of the sacred tree. It is the tallest building in Loulan City. Someone actually climbed onto the golden disc and jumped off the building?How much do you want to die?
Came under the sun disc, looked up, and sure enough, I saw a person, wearing the same white robe as the male protagonist of Assassin's Creed, his whole face was covered by the shadow of the hood, so it was hard to see who it was .

"Who is this shit... Are you crazy about playing games? Do you want to learn Leap of Faith?" The corners of Bai Mu's eyes twitched wildly.

Before flying up to dissuade him, the white-robed believer had already leaped forward, falling like a predatory eagle in the air, surrounded by several black crows, and Baimu Sharingan locked on him, only then did he realize that , It's actually Zhishui! !

"Oh..." The audience covered their faces and dared not look at it, for fear that their faces would be spattered with blood.

Just as Bai Mu wanted to save him, he thought about it and forgot it. This is his belief, and he must respect it. Whether it is life or death, he should complete this ceremony.

Bai Mu thinks he owes no one anything, but he feels very guilty for picking Zhishui's eyes, and at worst he will waste some power of the Six Paths to save him.

a high-pitched eagle chirp
Zhishui's body rotated 270 degrees, calmly fell on the ground among a pile of leaves, the gentle wind only splashed the starting point of the leaves...

"Ahhhhh... dead! Where is the medical ninja!!!" Someone shouted immediately.

Ye Naiyu and Lin rushed up immediately to see if they could gather a whole body with a little more speed.

But I don't want to, that fool who is playing games and playing crazy, is lying peacefully among the leaves at the moment, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough... as long as you have faith, you can succeed in reality..."

"This is unscientific... Orochimaru, this is unscientific..." Shiraki murmured like a fool.

……

After Zhishui's successful jump, the whole Loulan became a trend of jumping from buildings. Every day, people wearing assassin white robes fell from the roof and were carried to the hospital on a stretcher.

Fortunately, they were not stupid enough to jump from a thousand meters in the air, otherwise ten Tsunade might not be able to save them in time.

The clothing store's business has exploded. All Assassin's Creed fans like to wear such a white robe to show off in the market. Now an Assassin's white robe has been reserved for a month.

At this time, everyone thinks that ninjas should wear it like this!What a green vest, it looks like a green turtle!
Sandals don't look fancy at all, of course ninjas have to wear boots!Cowhide!

Things like Kunai are too backward, and ninjas should use Hidden Blades!

With the unanimous approval of everyone's aesthetics, the assassin's white robe has been set as the future uniform of Loulan ninjas.

……

Zhishui, who was the first to complete the Leap of Faith, became the pioneer in everyone's hearts, and even established an organization "Brotherhood" half-heartedly. Only those who officially completed the Leap of Faith can join the core.

On this day, Zhishui came to the high tower of Queen Sara's palace again. This was his third check-in point, but he was no longer alone, and there were rows of assassins in white robes standing behind him. Some are people who have already taken a leap of faith in real life, and some are trying to take their first leap of faith out of the game.

"Instructor Zhishui, some newcomers are a little nervous, let's talk to everyone!" A white-robed assassin said.

Zhishui is the person who knows the beliefs of the Assassin Brotherhood best. He has been in the game for so long and has never done a mission. Instead, he has been discussing beliefs with his mentor in the Brotherhood, and even went to the Brotherhood headquarters to find the real master assassin. Tyre.

Everyone looked at the blind leader with admiration. He was the first person who had the courage to take a leap of faith.

"When the minds of men blindly follow so-called truths, remember that nothing is true.

When the behavior of the world is bound by morality or law, remember that everything is allowed. "

"When you take a leap of faith, you must have faith in your heart, not in gods, but in free will."

After all, Zhishui leaped and turned into an arrow that left the string and fell,

The high wind rattled his robes.Looking from a distance, the distant mountains are like a screen, and the quiet lake below the mountain is glowing with little phosphorescence.

I have to say that the feeling of flying freely in the air without any restraint and without any power to maintain it is really great.

The rest of the people followed suit one after another, jumping down like dumplings.

this day……

The hospital is very busy.

……

Watching the white-robed assassins who don’t use the Internet every day, run along the eaves all day, jump up and down in Loulan City, and take a leap of faith if they have nothing to do.

Shiraki understands that the popularity of a game cannot last for too long. As more and more people have cleared the level and developed several follow-up versions, he feels that this game should come to an end for the time being.

After all, it is his school's philosophy to teach through entertainment. The real purpose is to hide the ninja's Anbu skills in Assassin's Creed and let everyone learn in the game room.

Assassination is the foundation of ninjas, and the next thing to learn is knife skills and ninja beliefs.

"Sekiro Shadow Dies Twice"

This is a new game prepared by Baimu for them. The price is 5 taels. It is a trivial matter for Loulan residents and immigrants, but for Konoha and Yunyin's troops, the daily Internet fee alone will empty their pockets. Have spare cash to activate the game?
Can only continue to wander in the first act.

……

"No, this place is very good, I will stay here to play cards!" Sanshoyu Hanzo was dragged out of the casino by Shiraki.

Since his return, Bai Mu resurrected him with a death contract, showing him what is called an ideal country and what is called an emperor.

Hanzo didn't say anything, just stayed silently in the casino playing cards day and night, leaving behind the myth of the undefeated dead in the casino.

Bai Mu felt that he couldn't be allowed to go down like a salty fish, and he should go inside a wolf to see what an old man is.

"I won't go! I want to play cards!!" Hanzo was still resisting, until he was wrapped in the sacred tree, and his soul was forced into the "Sekiro" illusion, and he couldn't come out unless he cleared the level.

……

At that moment, Hanzo seemed to have returned to decades ago, when he was studying samurai in the Iron Country, everything around him was in the style of the Warring States Period, and he learned about his background through CG.

Warring States period.In front of a big snow-covered mountain, there is a small country called Weiming.Wei Ming Yixin, who is known as the "Sword Master", usurped power and established Wei Ming Kingdom, and he is the hero of the Northern Kingdom.However, the Weiming country is now in a crisis of survival.Zenichiro Ashina, the grandson of Yixin, the great general of Weiming, secretly summoned his own army in a difficult situation.

"This is the end, in order to protect Ashina, we have no choice", "Now, we need that prince."

In this way, the prince began to be imprisoned alone, with no family, retainers, or anything around him.Except for one elderly ninja.

This is the story of a lonely master and servant.

At the beginning, the protagonist is in a dry well. The aged Sekiro is a ninja with no reputation and scars, a samurai who recovered his life from the brink of death, as if he has lost the meaning of his existence, quietly in the well. He was imprisoned for three years until a letter calling for help came.

It is the young master whom he is loyal to, and in order to protect the ancient blood, he is asking for help from his old servant.

"How can there be so much nonsense, just cut through this world, and I can go back to play cards, right?" Hanzo glanced at the letter paper hastily, threw it away in a ball, and jumped onto the cliff three times, all the way up , slashing and slashing, killing everyone at sight, after all, the former ninja world peak, easily came to the meeting place with the young master.

"Wolf, you are here..." The young young master was dressed in white, kneeling on the ground, looking at his old servant calmly.

"How can a man be willing to be subordinated to a little ghost? Even if he wants to regain power, he should be my name! Kill!" Hanzo killed him with a knife, and the head of the young master fell to the ground.

"Those who betray their loyalty will surely die..." The old ninja under Hanzo's control suddenly lost control, coughing non-stop until he coughed up a big mouthful of blood, until he died of severe pain clutching his chest.

"You are dead..." bright red words.

Hanzo returned to the well, and nothing happened.

"Damn!" Hanzo cursed since he picked up the envelope again, chopped melons and vegetables all the way to kill him again, and found the young master.

"Little bastard dares to put a curse on the uncle, quickly undo it, or the uncle will kill you!!!" Hanzang held a broken knife and put it on the young master's neck.

"Wolf... why are you... I have never put any curse on you..." The young young master was obviously a little flustered, he didn't expect that his most trusted old servant would actually put a knife on his neck.

"Then why did the uncle cough to death just now?" Hanzo said viciously.

"Just now?... I only know about dragon cough. People like you who can be resurrected will be infected with dragon cough after dying many times, and their strength will be weakened by dragon cough." The young master said in a panic.

"What the hell, I don't believe I can't kill you!" Hanzo made another stab.

Cough, cough, cough... Hanzo died again after he coughed up a big mouthful of blood clots.

In the dry well, Hanzo was still revived cursingly. Unwilling to be manipulated by others, he rushed out again, killing the young master without saying a word. How could a person like him be willing to serve a little devil.

So in the past ten times.

Hanzo realized something was wrong.

On the way to find the young master, there are a few vegetable chicken and salted fish warriors. They have always swung one sword at a time, but now they have to swing three swords, and their bodies are getting weaker and weaker. Even if they don’t kill the young master, they will often cough .

His body has weakened, no, he is dead, without a body, it is the soul that has weakened.

The memory of sword skills is also fading rapidly, and now only a few tricks of three-legged cat kung fu remain.

The figure of Hanzo gradually overlaps with the protagonist "Sekiro" in the story, becoming an old ninja who has lost his memory, lost his faith, and his body is declining.

Hanzo stopped cursing, he realized that Shiraki was serious, if he didn't help the young master to restore the country, he might sink into this illusion all his life, becoming a trash who didn't even have a card.

For the first time, he had a serious and peaceful communication with the prince and young master.

"Hey kid, can you play cards?"

The young master was stunned for a moment: "Know some flower cards..."

"Then you will follow me from now on, and I will take you out, but don't get in the way."

"Well, wolf, this is the knife you used to use, Xie Wan, and I have been keeping it for you."

……

So Hanzo took the young master and the little ghost and started their escape.

He lost most of his strength because of his death, and he was very uncomfortable with this illusion. He didn't have any fancy ninjutsu, and he only had a knife at the beginning.

In a fight with the boss, he was accidentally shot in the body by an archer from a high place, and he was still dead. After being revived, Hanzo yelled at him.

It's just that the current him, apart from his impotent and furious temper, has completely lost the capital of arrogance.

He is just a waste that has lost all his reputation and power. If he wants to escape this illusion and regain his reputation, he must show enough fighting spirit.

The reinvigorated Hanzo showed 100% fighting spirit, took every enemy seriously, broke through the siege all the way, and finally succeeded in taking away the young master, left Weiming City, and came to the field outside the city that was full of reeds.

"Little devil, we escaped, and then, you find a place to live, and leave it to me for revenge." After spending so many days together in Weiming City, Hanzo's attitude towards the young master has become normal. .

"But, I want to personally..."

Before the young master finished speaking, a tall and handsome young warrior general unexpectedly appeared among the reeds, as if he had been guarding here for a long time.

"Xianichiro-sama...!" The young master hid behind Hanzo in fright.

"It's been a long time, Your Highness, do you want to go with this crippled old wolf?" The young general in gorgeous samurai armor turned around and said.

"Huh? A crippled old wolf? You are a demigod!" Hanzang was furious, and without saying a word, he drew his long knife and ran towards the young warrior.

Unexpectedly, Genichiro met the enemy with an unmoving posture, and with only one blow, he couldn't even hold Hanzo's knife stably, stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Hey! So much strength?" Hanzo was stunned while holding the painful tiger's mouth.

"Wolf, you are old and you can't even hold a knife steadily, so don't meddle in our affairs anymore." Genichiro looked at Hanzo indifferently.

"Old? In the ninja world, who would dare to say that I am a demigod?" Hanzang got angry, jumped up again, and swung the long sword with all his strength.

Kenichiro Ashina slashed calmly, and immediately a big word "Danger" appeared on Hanzo's head, which meant that he had no choice but to dodge this move.

Hanzo was really like an old dog, being run around by Genichiro, but unable to catch any of his stabs, but the pride of the demigod would never allow himself to die in the hands of such a brat.

After countless trials and defeats, Hanzo was finally too impatient and wanted to cut off his arm with a strong attack. In the end, he was short of strength, and Genichiro cut off his left hand and fell into the reeds.

Xianichiro Ashina raised his sword and said contemptuously, "You are too weak now."

"Xianyi Langqing! Let the wolf go, and I'll go with you!" The young master hurriedly said.

"Hmph, an old wolf is not even as good as a dog. From now on, you'd better not call it a wolf, call it half a dog." Xianichiro snorted coldly, took the prince's hand and turned to leave.

"Wait!!" Hanzo struggled to get up, but Genichiro continued to leave as if he didn't hear it. Only the prince turned his head and looked at Hanzo with a worried expression on his face.

"I fucking told you to wait!!!" Hanzo raised his remaining right hand, and raised the wedge ball with all his strength, aiming at his heart.

"Wolf!!! Don't!! If you resurrect too many times, you will die too!" the prince said in horror.

"Remember! Brat, uncle is a wolf, not a half dog!!!" Hanzo ruthlessly thrust the long knife into his heart.

With a whirl of soul, Hanzo returned to the place where the ghost Buddha was resurrected, and immediately coughed violently, and blood clots spit out from his mouth.

"Wolf, your dragon cough is serious again, did you come back to life just now?" The young master patted Hanzo on the back lightly, he was one of the few people who knew that a wolf could be resurrected.

"A guy named Genichiro Ashina is waiting outside the city...I'm going to kill him!" Anger was already in Hanzang's eyes, what he hated most was when people called him a half-dog.

"Xian Yilang Qing!! He is the descendant of the sword master... Let's run through another city gate!" The young master was startled.

"Hmph, no matter where we go, he will always catch up with us. This battle will be fought if not fought!" Hanzo stood up and strode out of the city gate.

……

The sound of clanging irons continued throughout the night.

The coughing sound became more and more intense that night.

Countless challenges, countless deaths, Hanzo ended up with a broken left hand every time, no matter what he could not defeat Genichiro, he was too strong, he could only watch helplessly as the young master was taken away.

After being resurrected again, Hanzo coughed violently on the ground with a bloodless face.

"Wolf... This is how many times you have been resurrected... If you really can't beat me, send me out... You will die if this continues..." The young master said distressedly.

"Young master, don't worry, my wolf...even if I die, I will take you out!" With more and more deaths, Hanzo's soul has gradually merged with the wolf.

Pushing open the city gate and stepping into the reed field, Hanzo started a duel with Genichiro again. This time, with the belief that he would win, he kept his voice down.

At this moment, he is not only a wolf who vowed to protect the young master to the death, but also a demigod who has regained his fighting spirit.

Half an hour later, Kenichiro Ashina fell down, leaning on his sword and unable to get up again, Hanzo was about to swing his sword to chop him off.

"Wolf... don't kill Xianyilang Qing, he is also for Wei Mingguo, but the method is wrong." The young master persuaded.

"Hmph, you're lucky, I'll spare your life...cough cough...cough cough..." Hanzo's cough broke out again, and he couldn't even straighten his waist. The young master quickly took out a gourd to feed Hanzo the medicine.

Just when Hanzo raised his head to drink the medicine, Genichiro moved. As a defeated loser, he even launched a sneak attack while recovering his life, which Hanzo couldn't believe.

A samurai who regards honor as his life will do really despicable things.

"Weiming is everything to me... For this, I am willing to... give up everything, including my reputation!"

Unprepared, Hanzo's left arm was cut off, and he watched helplessly as the young master was taken away.

Even if Hanzo committed suicide again, when he was resurrected, he would wake up from a dilapidated and abandoned monastery.

"Damn! Do I have to cut off my hand?" Hanzo cursed as he looked at his empty left hand.

Until the Buddha carver, who was even more sloppy than a beggar, fitted him with a prosthetic leg...

(End of this chapter)