The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

Jingxiao, who was originally a village chief, is very suitable to take up this responsibility again. Whether it's helping the refugees with low levels of education arrange their lives, or making up for the damage done to his village by bandits, this half-century-old man has found a reason to get back on his feet here.

The people gathered here were all the half-dead people she had picked up one by one. Either they have lost their family members, they have lost their property, or they are poor people who have nothing left and half of their bodies are buried in the ground.

A few years ago, Hirata was still a half-grown child. He was so hungry that he collapsed under a stone without a breath. It is said that the family was too poor to feed all the children, so they had to leave the weakest one to the gods.

Izayoi who was passing by found him, and a few mouthfuls of gruel brought him back to life. Later, I relied on the chicken soup literature from my previous life to cheer me up again.

Butterfly ran away with her lover the night before she became an oiran. I thought he was a samurai from a wealthy family, but he turned out to be just a servant who poured night fragrance for others. She posted it in vain for so long and ended up with nothing. Frustrated, he planned to jump into the river to end it all.

It was Izayoi who was passing by again who grabbed her and exchanged her lover's head for her loyalty.

Tianshu is the most special. He had chakra and stood on the edge of a cliff for a whole day.

Izayoi hesitated for a long time whether to intervene, and then he was discovered half a mile away by a blind man with bleeding eyes.

"Dig some more ditches around the fields to drain away the excess water. This year's weather is a bit abnormal, and the egrets haven't flown over yet. Is it blocked by the heavy rain outside the mountains?"

"It's possible! I hope the rain clouds will come over, otherwise there won't be enough rain in the spring and the autumn harvest will be reduced by more than half."

"I don't understand this very well, but I would like you to pay more attention to it."

Being treated politely by Mr. Ji, the old face in the well smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he quickly bowed in humility.

"As long as you trust me, please organize people to start digging wells. The water channels may be dried out when the sun is hot. If there are no wells, just a stream will not be enough."

Izayoi generously left him in charge of the affairs in the fields, turned around, picked up the newly fired porcelain on the table, and observed it.

"Still unable to control the heat?"

Tianshu shook his head helplessly. He is not from the Ninja clan who is good at Ninjutsu. He was able to rack his brains to come up with this, thanks to the kiln entrance built under Ji Jun's guidance.

If the temperature is not well controlled, the quality of the baked goods will be uneven.

Izayoi thought for a while and then ordered: "There is nothing we can do. Pick out the good ones and let Shikasuke sell them. In addition to using the rest for yourself, can you recycle the rest?"

Tianshu replied: "On this point, Lu Jie thought of a way. He thinks that good things can be sold to rich people and the like, but what we think are of poor quality are actually good decorations in the eyes of ordinary people. If you press The cost can be recovered by selling it at the price of ordinary porcelain.”

"Oh? This kid's mind is really fast."

Izayoi praised him affirmatively.

"I have a suggestion. Let the workers find a way to apply a layer of glaze on these cracked ones, and say they are one-of-a-kind masterpieces. Let Shikasuke find a way to sell them. As long as he can sell a high-quality one. The price of the product, I will take him with me next time I go out."

Lu Jie is a young man who is curious about everything. He is smart and clever. He was brought back by Tianshu after being separated from his family.

Tianshu nodded. "I'll tell him later."

After leaving the errand business to Tianshu, Izayoi closed his eyes and wanted to find a backrest to lean on. Halfway through, I remembered that wing-back chairs are not popular in this world, and there aren't even high stools that can straighten your legs.

"You must be tired after walking so far."

Tianshu seemed to be able to see without using his eyes, and sent his subordinates' concern in a timely manner. It’s just that straight men’s concerns are always particularly biased. The following words reveal his straight and upright nature.

"The cow I bought the year before last has calves, and it can be used for farming this year. The old cow has no merit but hard work, and no one is willing to sell it. Last time Hirata made a presumption before leaving, I took it upon myself to trap you. Bullock cart.”

oh? Ox cart! A car that only nobles could afford was much more stable than a carriage.

Izayoi's drowsy nerves suddenly perked up. "Let's go! Take me to see it."

Tianshu coughed in embarrassment and advised in a low voice: "The last process has not been completed, so we have to wait for a few more days. How about you rest more in the village?"

It turns out that the real purpose is here.

Izayoi straightened his back with a half-smile, his hands folded and resting on his knees.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

Tianshu was silent for a while, and after a long time he slowly said: "There are traces of exploration nearby. I can't stay here anymore, it will bring disaster to you."

The slender eyebrows were raised slightly, and the expression on his entire face gradually became more public.

"I thought you were finally willing to confess your origins, but I didn't expect you actually chose to escape."

Without waiting for Tianshu to retort, Izayoi raised his right hand, slid down the prayer beads, pushed down the flat cuffs, and raised his palm to express his objection.

It's a pity that the blind man can't see it and fails to live up to this beautiful scenery.

"Now your life doesn't belong to you alone. You don't want to repay me, but you plan to just walk away?"

Tianshu's bandaged face looked very tolerant. Perhaps he had long been accustomed to a life of patience. Even though Izayoi's speech was tantamount to controlling him, he did not show any obvious resistance.

He fell to the ground, begging for forgiveness.

The smile on Izayoi's face gradually disappeared, and his tone was cold.

"You should have died under the cliff, but I saved you. Then your life is no longer yours, but mine. Tianshu, I am very disappointed. Pingtian is so young, he is so hungry that he is struggling to survive even if he is skin and bones. Come down. Even butterflies know that they must seek revenge first and then seek death. How come you just run away and dive into your own world when it's your turn to escape reality."

She picked up a scroll and stood up.

Tianshu lay on the ground without saying a word, waiting for the final words.

He is blind, has no eyes, has chakra, and is a ninja. Although Kuronaga Nao is a little whiter, he has a strict and upright character. Others may not know that in the Sengoku ninja world, they are nothing more than the two blood-step families who play tricks on their eyes.

Uchiha? No. Their tempers are not so gentle.

Then there is only one answer left - Hinata.

"Raise your head!" A tone that could not be refused.

Tianshu hesitated for a while, but still followed the instructions.

"They have special tracking methods and cannot be isolated."

"Who do you think I am?"

Izayoi held the scroll upright and raised his chin.

Very good, there is no ugly mark on the forehead for later generations. Oh, he’s still from the same family.

He lifted up the bandage covering his eyes, revealing the sunken eyelids underneath.

It's really good! Hinata actually has a tradition of gouging out her eyes? transplant? spare? Is it possible that he is still planning to use the earth’s cannon to counterattack his true family on the moon?

"Who dug those white eyes of yours?"

"I volunteered."

The position of being forced to raise her head was very uncomfortable, but the energy on Ji Jun's body became more and more violent, almost forming a branch behind her with teeth and claws.

Tianshu was born in the Hyuuga clan whose blood succession limit is the Byakugan. When it comes to insight, it is even better than Uchiha's Sharingan.

Although he was blind, his past ninja experience kept him from being blind. Invisible to the human eye, but visible to the heart.

"Oh?! Then do you still want to thank them?"

"If I don't keep my eyes open, my brother who let me go privately will be sent to a separate family."

Izayoi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who is your brother?"

"Hyuuga Tennin. He should take over as the clan leader now. Hime-kun, your power is mysterious and strange and does not belong to this world. Don't expose your trump card to me. Don't want it to anyone."

Rixiang Tianshu took a step back and leaned down to salute. The long black and white hair is spread on both sides, looking old and sad.

"In this world, etiquette has collapsed. If you are not a king, you cannot be a human being. Ninjas are independent from everyone and are treated like monsters. Only you can maintain a trace of peace here. I really don't want to let the disputes from the outside world ruin your life. Hard work."

Rixiang Tianshu thinks that he has tried his best to express his concerns clearly. It would be great if Lord Ji Jun could understand. He has survived for three years in this paradise-like valley. enough.

No matter how strong Ji Jun is, there is only one person. After all, there is only a limit to how much a person can protect. He cannot and should not drag everyone's hopes into the pursuit of the ninja clan for his own selfish reasons.

The caged bird can't only be engraved on Hinata's head!

Forced by the situation, there is no way to avoid it.

Tianshu lay quietly on the ground, folding his hands and placing them under his forehead.

Anyway, he has given in many times, and there is nothing he cannot give up.

"Shikasuke is not from our side. Although he tried his best to cover it up, I can still tell that his accent has the habits of the Western Ninja clan. The village chief Inoshita is very responsible and is assisting you wholeheartedly. But he is old and weak. , management based on prestige alone will make some mistakes. I have trained a young guard team specifically to deal with this situation. When you have time, walk in front of them to consolidate your majesty. Butterfly, Butterfly... She is smart and Be strong and you will definitely find a better one..."

"Stop. Tell her these words in front of her. I won't be the messenger."

Turning the scroll in his hand, Izayoi asked: "I'll ask you again. Do you want to live or die."

The temperature in the room is getting lower and lower, and the light is getting darker and darker. The man lying on the ground had his shoulders and back arched and his body was shaking. Around Tianshu's empty eye sockets, protruding veins continued to bulge.

He seemed to be fighting against some invisible pressure, but he couldn't resist.

The ground beneath the pressure of his palms was as cold as snow, constantly absorbing the warmth from his body. Chakra was running wildly in his meridians, roaring and trying to rush out of his eyes.

He was reminded again of what it felt like to jump off a cliff. It was clearly early autumn, but the evil wind blowing from bottom to top made my soul feel frozen.

Frost spread from the darkness just like that time, covering his feet, legs, palms, and forehead. Until it reached around his eye sockets, he finally couldn't help but make a sound.

"I beg God to show mercy!"

"I forgive."

Flat, emotionless voices surrounded him from all directions.

The almost freezing temperature slowly rose, and the ice that trapped him receded, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Being so cold that he lost consciousness and lost control of his limbs, Tianshu held on for several times before he knelt down and sat upright again.

Izayoi looked the same as before, without any change, except that the tassel of Buddhist beads on his wrist turned black again.

"come over."

She waved forward.

Tianshu knelt and moved in front of her, raising his face submissively.

Cold, porcelain-like palms gently touched his face. Izayoi smoothed away the long hair that blocked his face, and whispered pitifully: "If fate comes, it will go; if fate gathers, it will disperse. When fate arises, life will come; when fate falls, fate will fall." Then it will be destroyed.”

The veins in the corners of his eyes disappeared one by one under the touch of her fingers. Tianshu's hands gripped his trouser legs tightly, trembling continuously.

He chanted in a low voice: "By keeping your mind calm and determined, you will reach the path. If you give up desires and have no desires, you will receive your destiny."

A calm smile appeared on Izayoi's flawless face. She took off the two red beads from the bead string and lightly pressed them into Tian Shu's empty eyes.

"Sow the cause, reap the fruit. Everything is created from the heart."

"Open your eyes. You are no longer Hinata Tianshu."