The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

When Izayoi took one step from the cliff, the butterflies were threatening the remaining merchants in Tanshu Street; Hashirama was sitting alone in the woods, thinking about something; and on the cliff on the other side of the river, Uchiha Izuna excused himself to check The defensive line rechecked the mental status of the remaining ninjas.

"Why did you suddenly think of checking them? Is there anyone else in the clan who has a problem with me?"

Hearing her brother's question, Quan Nai smiled warmly.

"How could that be? I'm just sorting out the housekeeping while I don't have any tasks at the moment."

Madara, not doubting his presence, patted his younger brother on the shoulder.

"Don't push yourself too hard. No one in the clan can compete with me now."

He only has one brother left, his only relative.

Quan Nai is very pleased that her brother cares about her so much. Sticking to Madara's side for a while, he slowly told his brother what had happened inside and outside the past few days.

Madara frowned upon hearing this. "The clan has enough funds, so there is no need to take this risk. Do you have any money left? Wait, I will do a few tasks and the money will be back."

Quan Nai smiled helplessly. My brother is always so naive. I really don’t know what would happen if I didn’t watch him.

"Last year was considered a good year. So since the beginning of spring this year, the clan has been relatively wealthy. But what will happen next year? Besides, I heard that the client chatted and Qianju seemed to have entered into their choices. If they entrust the battle this autumn to Qianju , not us, this winter will be difficult."

"No way." Madara said hesitantly. "Didn't they choose our two tribes separately? One side chose Uchiha, and the other side chose Senju to fight."

"Hey! The aristocratic forces are divided and combined, combined and divided. Today they may be in opposition, and tomorrow they will unite for other reasons. The country of fire has much more aristocrats than the country of thunder. If you become friends with one party, you will definitely offend the others. Human. The client is just a subordinate of the nobles and won’t talk too much to me.”

"So what do you think?"

Izuna thought for a while and replied: "No matter what they are doing inside. We have to find a way to make money without being discovered. Tanshu Street is the closest to us. It's not that the town has no governor. It is located close to the Ninja clan. Ordinary people I don't dare to come here. When the war is raging, the nobles can't spare the time to send people to clean up places like this. In the short term, they can run it well. Gambling houses are also a business that makes money quickly. If we don't come forward, find an agent... "

As Madara listened, he couldn't help but touch his hair and clothes. This... emmm... let Quan Na do this.

Yeah, okay, okay, you said it great!

Madara's series of unthinking praises made Izuna unable to help but smile bitterly. Fine. Brother Ban has so much confidence in himself, so he will handle this matter well and safely. I’ll take a trip to Danchu Street after a while.

But the urgent thing now is to find out where the ninja came from to ambush him.

Because he only found traces of the other party's escape, Quan Nai decided not to tell his brother for the time being. After he was caught, he would explain to his brother in person. Save him from worrying about himself.

Izuna and Madara said goodbye and returned to the path down the mountain. Retracing the path he took from Tuanchu Street in reverse direction, he looked step by step for signs of an ambush and attack when he returned home.

The palm of his hand grazed the rough bark, and the mark left by the long knife was deep enough to see the bone. Jumping off the tree trunk, there were no obvious footprints on the grass on the ground.

A brilliant ninja. However, he still left a trace of omission - a vertical hole only as thick as a wrist, which went deep into the ground and was so dark that it was difficult to see the bottom.

Quan Nai squatted beside him silently and measured the size with the handle of the long knife he carried.

It doesn't look like Thousand Hands is causing trouble. Their bones are too big, and they haven't heard of them practicing ninjutsu like breaking bones. That's not the style of Senju Tobirama.

Who would that be?

He was lost in thought.

In the woods, Tobirama took the injured Sentinel back for treatment. The other people they brought were divided into two groups and dispersed to both sides to inspect the route from which Yuyi came.

There is only one person in the middle, Hashirama. He declined the invitation to go back together and investigated the scene of the incident alone.

Tobirama was pleased with his eldest brother's reliable behavior of not letting go of his chain at critical moments, but he didn't notice that his belt had been replaced with an ivy whip, and a rough wooden spinning top was hanging on it.

Hashirama sat on the armor that was broken by his hammer without any care. The soil underfoot has not yet dried. On the dark brown humus leaves, there is a faint red liquid that has not been completely cleaned and an unknown white tissue.

It's mid-spring now, the rain is falling, and the spring seedlings have just sprouted. In the gaps between the leaves, new seeds absorb the nutrients of flesh and blood and thrive.

After a while, the rain stopped and the sun came out.

The sunlight is cut into pieces by the tree crowns, casting hazy beams of light in the dark forest from thousands of miles away. Countless tiny dusts were flying up and down in it.

Just as the plains of battle often produce the brightest flowers, the forest of Senju has the most fertile fields.

As long as this forest is bulldozed, even if they change jobs as farmers, they will not be suppressed to death by the nobles.

Give it a try, dominate the mountain and become the king. The force and logistics are absolutely tough. As long as you are still alive, you can protect the safety of one party.

But no one wants to see a ninja living so easily.

The Uchiha from the Land of Thunder were placed on the other side. Senju's number of commissions has always ranked first in the ninja world.

Even if we trace it clearly now, it will be of no use. There are too many enemies, and it doesn’t matter whether you know them or not, they will all be solved in the end.

The broker who issued the task was sincere and friendly, and his attitude towards him was comparable to meeting a famous person. But he understood that this look could only be seen in front of him. Even if Tobirama came forward on his behalf, he would not be able to receive the same hospitality.

Just like the boss of a gambling house, he will always be particularly happy when he sees himself.

Hashirama chuckled, crossed his fingers, put his arms on his knees, and buried his head under his shoulders.

He lowered his head, thinking about the future of his family, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the wooden top hanging by his thigh.

This is a gift. Among the many souvenirs presented to him, it is the most common one. If it weren't for the bright color of the matching whip, it could even be called shabby.

He strangely took off the top and threw it to the ground. The soft soil cannot support its rotation. So Hashirama pressed the ground with one hand, and the ground rolled like an earthworm, forming a solid flat ground on its own.

The top began to spin as he wished, and as it spun, its center of gravity became unstable and it fell to one side.

That's why the wood is uneven, one side is light and the other is heavy.

Hashirama took out the ivy from his waist and pulled it down playfully. The top stood up again, resting on one foot and spinning tirelessly.

One whip after another, he whipped unconsciously, and the crisp sound of the whip echoed in the woods. The top spins faster and faster. The last whip fell, the ivy broke, and the top was smashed to pieces with a snap.

Hashirama looked at his masterpiece in astonishment and looked around nervously. After thinking about it, I finally produced and sold it myself, made a wooden escape, and made a new spinning top. The whip takes a little more time, and you have to turn the branches over and over to soften them before rolling them into a long strip.

But in the end it was not the original natural cyan color. His Wood Release was a creation that even Uchiha's Fire Release couldn't burn. It has become a lot harder and can be turned around for a long time with just one pump.

Hashirama sighed and cleaned up the mess, stamping his feet to make the tamped ground soft again.

The next time you see Izayoi, kneel down and ask her for forgiveness.

Through the black mist under the cliff, a man-made path appeared in the deep valley at the bottom. The wind blowing from nowhere blew away the cloth strips on the curtain and hat, revealing a beautiful and dignified face.

Izayoi held the brim of his hat with one hand, and the Buddhist beads on his wrists emitted a faint red light, forcing the fog away.

The hard wooden clogs hit the stone pavement without making a sound. The beads swayed gently as he moved forward, sweeping back and forth on his porcelain-white forearms.

She is so beautiful, like a spirit and monster walking out of a painting, that people dare not look directly at her, and even a blind person can detect the aura emanating from her body.

Tianshu, who was waiting at the intersection, couldn't help but sigh softly.

His eyes were tightly tied with black cloth bands, and his long black and white hair was tied at the end and hung down behind him. Uninformed people may think that he is an old man over fifty years old, but in fact he is less than thirty and in his prime.

Izayoi smiled when she saw him.

"Before leaving, Butterfly kept complaining to me that I wouldn't let you help her. When I came back, I happened to see you here. Is it because I sensed her resentment?"

"Stop joking."

Rixiang Tianshu still couldn't adapt to Ji Jun's bold words. Things between men and women are private exchanges, but in her eyes, they are as normal as eating and drinking.

"Didn't we make a reservation and come back yesterday? We didn't expect you, so everyone was a little worried."

"The earth will still rotate without me. You are too nervous." Izayoi waved his hand mockingly.

After walking the last section of the path and passing through a cave entrance, the scene in front of me suddenly became clear.

A large green field appeared in front of us, with green rice growing vigorously, and some of them were still green.

"This year's breeding has been done well, and the seedling rate has improved a lot. Everyone is very vigilant and will not let last year's root rot disease ruin your hard work again."

"Why is it my hard work? This belongs to everyone."

Tianshu nodded gently. Without this person who travels around and brings back good seeds, the village chief would not be able to grow enough food to feed everyone, even if it turns upside down.

From a distance, Inoue Village Chief noticed a figure walking on the field ridge, and immediately greeted him loudly.

"Ji Jun is back!"

The people who were still working in the fields raised their heads with big smiles on their faces.

"Miss Izayoi! You are back!"

"Miss Izayoi, did you bring anything good this time?"

"Let's go on a walk! How can you bring good things with you every time? Lord Ji Jun, it's good to go out for a walk once in a while!"

"There are so many bad people out there, what should I do if they get separated?"

"Ji Jun will be fine after you leave!"

Jingxia scolded the noisy villagers and pushed them away. Izayoi did not interrupt him at this time. If you want to make this group of refugees who were still struggling on the line of life and death a few years ago obey, a combination of kindness and power is more appropriate.

Gather by people and fix by management. If there are too many people, there must be rules and regulations.