Zhu Mie: This swordsman's surname is Uchiha

Evening clouds swept across.

The sky is getting darker.

The prosperity that belongs to the flower street is gradually revealed in the growing night.

It is colorful, decorated with lights and festoons, and neon lights are everywhere.

There is a constant flow of people.

The air is the collision and combustion of hormones.

Itachi walked forward with difficulty.

Some areas are simply squeezed from the chest to the back.

My wife Shanyi followed behind.

I really enjoy this slow pace, and enjoy the scenery along the road while walking.

Graceful figure, graceful dancing posture, a beautiful woman who is overwhelming.

For him, it is simply a fairyland on earth.

My wife Shanyi's eyes are full of fire.

I was addicted to it and didn't forget to share it with Itachi, muttering non-stop, the worn Weasel's ears were almost callused.

——Is this guy really here to perform a mission?

Itachi muttered in his mind.

On the way, they inevitably had a conversation.

My wife Shanyi was also very slow to realize that Itachi is also a swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad, and they are from the same group.

At this moment, my wife Shanyi found the node, crazily called her brothers, and said that she was old and wanted to be Itachi's big brother and protect him.

Itachi had a straight face.

I really don't know what to say to this guy.

You have completely forgotten about crying for your father and mother and being grateful in the big warehouse, right?

At that time, Itachi was afraid that my wife Zenitsu would kowtow to him twice and call him foster father.

As for why he appeared in Flower Street

My wife Shanyi's original words were, "The mission issued by the ghost killing team is to kill ghosts."

But Itachi went up, down, left, and right, back and forth, but he couldn't see that this guy had the slightest intention to perform the task.

What's more, how can the ghost beheaded go to the den of human traffickers?

Find another way!

Itachi looked at this guy, full of flaws all over his body.

"Itachi! Itachi! Look, that girl is simply the girl of my dreams!!" My wife Shanyi yelled while pulling on Itachi's corner, her face flushed.

So that the tourists around are looking at the expression of the monkey.

"Don't say I know you." Itachi's face darkened.

"It's too hurtful for you to say that. As the saying goes, if we are destined to meet each other from thousands of miles away, it's a great fate for us to meet each other." My wife Shanyi said nonsense without changing her face.

Itachi walked forward without saying a word.

He has been searching for the Buddha Dog in the northwest stronghold for a long time, but he still hasn't found anything.

Experienced the fierce battle at noon.

Buddha Dog seems to have been lurking.

And every minute and every second that passes is a countdown to life for Tsuruta Shouyoshi, whose life and death are uncertain.

"Itachi, speaking of it, I'm still a seventh-level swordsman, your superior, isn't it a little disrespectful for you to do this?" My wife Shanyi said casually.

"Don't you have a mission to kill ghosts? Why are you following me all the time?" Itachi coughed dryly.

"Oh, stop talking." My wife Shanyi drooped her head.

"To be honest, I didn't do anything at all in the battle of Teng Xishan. When I woke up, I became some kind of savior. I looked like I was crying for my father and my mother when I saw everyone, and they wanted to repay me." My wife, Zenitsu, was dejected.

"I really don't know which guy is spreading the rumors, it's simply ulterior motives!" He was indignant.

Itachi couldn't help laughing.

"You don't believe it either?"

"No, I just thought of something funny." Itachi nodded slightly.

"Hehe...hehe..." My wife Shanyi raised her eyes.

Accompanied by a burst of noisy gongs and drums.

He immediately refreshed.

Desperately squeezed into the crowd.

Itachi stopped.

Standing outside the high wall formed by the flow of people, the world is full of noise.

I met an oiran parading the street again.

The men shouted frantically.

The fire in his eyes was raging.

Itachi had a cold face.

Just about to leave.

That annoying guy followed up again, with a disdainful expression on his face.

Itachi stared at him.

It was a little strange for a while.

"Isn't that the fern girl from Jinggoku House? She looks really strange, and she has a special style!"

"Yes, but with her status, most of the time, she will only receive distinguished guests, and small characters like us will never have the chance to get in touch with her in a lifetime."

"Forget it. Haven't you heard? The Kyogoku House has become very evil recently. Geisha often disappear, saying that they have escaped, but I have hardly heard of a geisha fleeing in the years I have been in Huajie." Someone said. Whispering.

Itachi listened to everything.

A thoughtful look.

He pondered for a moment, then squeezed into the crowd.

Get ready for a glimpse.

Accompanied by a sound of cursing.

Itachi stood outside the human wall.

The team walking along the road sings and dances, and at the front of the team is surrounded by women of ten thousand styles.

Her long black hair was tied high in six buns, her delicate face was covered with gorgeous makeup, and her colorful kimono supported her elegance and luxury.

Itachi stared at her.

This alluring woman gave her an uneasy feeling.

There seems to be a beast waiting for an opportunity under the skin.

Fern Ji's gaze was always looking straight ahead, with a high-ranking attitude that completely disdained to fall on top of the tourists in the lane.

And tout and cheer.

Deafening!

Itachi really can't understand the psychology of these guys.

A few words of disdain were written on the opponent's face, and these guys were still full of enthusiasm.

He backed away.

while dying.

Fern Ji cast her eyes.

The thin figure falling straight into the wall of people.

She raised an eyebrow.

The look is very meaningful.

Itachi didn't notice this.

The moment you squeeze out of the crowd.

My wife, Shanyi, just hit the head and killed her, with a mean smile on her face, "I didn't expect, brother Weasel is also a fellow, he has such awareness at a young age, and he will become a great talent in the future!"

Itachi clenched his fists.

Resisting the urge to give this guy a knife.

"However, that oiran should not be contaminated, she looks good, but it gives people a very bad feeling." My wife Shanyi murmured.

Itachi was noncommittal, and walked forward quickly.

Another long road.

The world has been completely plunged into darkness.

And the lights of Huajie became more and more brilliant.

——Where is it?Where is it?

Itachi's face became more tense.

I have been walking along the northwest direction of Huajie for a full three hours, and I didn't find anything suspicious in such a large area.

Could it be that the woman lied?

probably not.

When death is imminent, this gang of mobs should not continue to lie.

Itachi's thoughts raced.

"very hungry..."

"I'm going to starve to death..."

"Itachi...I'm so hungry..."

My wife Shanyi drooped her head, as if she was dying.

Itachi frowned.

Looking at this guy who was a head and a half taller than him, I really didn't know what was going on in his head.

This guy babbled on and on all the way here.

From astronomy to geography, and then to life ideals, he then muttered about his damn love history, no, he probably never started dating.

Just foolishly cheated by the girl he had a crush on, and eloped with other men, and what's more, my wife Shanyi knew it and was willing to be cheated!

Itachi has never seen such a nonsensical guy in his age, and his life experience can be called a model clown.

He suddenly stopped.

Seeing my wife Zenitsu howling with hunger, she shook her head helplessly.

"Let's go, let's eat first."

"Yeah! Long live! That... that..." My wife Zenitsu was immediately resurrected with full health, and then huddled next to Itachi, looking as shy as if she was about to say our vows to each other.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Itachi pressed Shanyi's face.

"I...have no money...can you..."

"it is good."

"I treat you." Itachi drooped his head.

My wife Shanyi was ecstatic.

Then the two came to the nearest winter udon noodle restaurant.

The boss is a middle-aged uncle.

With a towel on his shoulders, a welcoming smile on his face.

"Two guests, what would you like to order?" He led the two Itachis to the dining table in the back room.

"A bowl of winter noodles." Itachi casually glanced at the menu.

"A bowl of winter udon...and...Sixi meatballs...well...another barbecued pork...a sashimi...another..." My wife Zenitsu stared at the menu. The words in his mouth were broken.

Itachi froze in place, clutching the coils in his pocket, and for a while, wanted to distance himself from this guy.