The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

Izayoi ran to the wild in one breath, picked up a broken branch, and whipped it out of the bush until it was messy.

Damn Senju Hashirama! Damn ninja god! The strength is amazing!

After letting out her bad breath, she let out a long sigh and hid in a huddle behind the bushes unhappily.

High force is great. At least in this cheating world, big fists are the last word.

Izayoi arched his legs, hugged his knees with his hands, and rested his chin on his knees, full of Heishenza's plans.

Inform Uchiha Senna and make an appointment at a time and place. He must be very happy to eliminate a powerful enemy for his elder brother. Or send a letter to Senju Tobirama, slandering his elder brother for not paying back the money he owes, and being classified as a dishonest person, and no longer welcome in Tanshu Street.

She even has Mito’s contact information!

Izayoi lay back. Thorny bushes stretched out through her body, pointing toward the stars in the night sky. The virtual body showed a transparent gray under the starlight, and the black mist gradually flowed from all around, like a river flowing into the sea, tracing its source.

The black mist found its way nearby, and a vortex-like seal appeared in her belly. Chakras of the five colors of fire, feng shui, and fire light up around the seal, pushing the vortex in the middle to spin. The black mist was sucked in by the whale, and Izayoi's body solidified. The branches that passed through the body turned into fly ash silently. It was blown by the wind and flew into the night sky.

Izayoi raised his right hand, the crimson beads were tightly wrapped around his wrists, and the gray beads hung down softly. This is the only object that exists next to her two identities. It is also where she uses her thoughts to resist death, and it is also a beacon for returning home.

For a moment, the death energy in her body was attracted by Senju Hashirama's vigorous vitality, and she couldn't help but want to kill him immediately. Fortunately, Zhu Chuan stood between the two of them, and she regained her sanity.

No more contact with Senju Hashirama. Let him be strong, but I won't interfere anyway.

Izayoi made up his mind to ignore it, closed his eyelids slightly, and began to figure out his next plan.

Butterfly has taken control of the gambling house and needs to control the entire short book street as soon as possible. The merchant's confidence is that ordinary thugs are at best just doing damage behind the scenes, and Hirata can do it alone. Just in case, let Tianshu send some more people. No, if they are dispatched from the settlement area, the newly absorbed refugees may take the opportunity to cause damage. What a headache.

Izayoi stood up from the ground, not a trace of dust on the back of his azure coat. She was thinking as she walked towards the secret passage.

As she thought of the solution, her whole face brightened up, and a smile appeared on her lips.

No matter how difficult it is to control the refugees, how can they be so tyrannical by the local snakes who hang out in Tuanchu Street? Why not just bring half of the people here, let them and the local die-hards from Tuanzhu Street consume each other, and eventually get some useful people.

As for the remaining people, they are docile, have families, and are the most hardcore people who maintain a stable life. These people prefer to guard the fields that produce food rather than travel around. It is enough to have one person to manage it.

She quickened her pace and melted into the secret passage. After traveling a long distance, I opened the top door and returned to the secret room specially reserved for butterflies.

Deliberately calling Butterfly up to tell her the good news, but there was a lot of people downstairs, the clinking of cups and plates, occasionally mixed with Butterfly's proud laughter, she must be busy at this time.

A great idea comes to mind, but no one discusses it. Izayoi felt a little lonely. She stared intently at a piece of wood scar on the wall, and gradually lost her consciousness.

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Early the next morning, the butterfly yawned and stretched into the backyard to find food. Hirata squatted beside the water tank and rinsed his mouth with a mouthful of water. Shikasuke, on the other hand, was holding a booklet and flipping through it.

She took a closer look and saw that wasn't the account book of the izakaya. This guy!

Butterfly angrily snatched away his things and spat, "Ji Jun asked me to take care of this place! You go and do your own thing!"

Shikasuke smiled and bowed repeatedly. "Don't you want to learn more from Sister Butterfly? Brother Tianshu said that you are the smartest girl he has ever seen."

Butterfly felt happy in her heart, and a blush appeared on her cheeks. When she saw Hirata puffing up his face and rolling his eyes, he immediately straightened his face. "By the way! Mr. Ji Jun is the smartest!"

hehe. Using Ji Jun as an excuse to change the subject did not refute what Tian Shu said he made up.

Shikasuke and Hirata exchanged a knowing look, and quickly responded: "Yes, yes. Didn't I forget it for a moment? Ji-kun's aura is so strong that people always forget that she is also weak. Where are the girls?"

After finishing the conversation, Butterfly secretly pointed upstairs and asked in a low voice: "You came back in the middle of the night. I was already asleep when I went up and didn't dare to go in. What happened?"

Shikasuke pretended to be confused and looked innocent. "What happened?"

Butterfly became anxious and poked him in the ribs with a cigarette stick. "Just last night."

"What happened last night? Didn't you just bring a 'tongue' back? Don't worry. You, the boss of Tuanzhu Street, are responsible for asking here. I'll go to the black market. It's impossible to let girls go to such a dangerous place. This is inappropriate. My principles for conducting myself in the world.”

"Who cares what principles you have? I'm asking that mediocre guy coming to see Ji Jun again? What on earth is he thinking?"

puff. Shikasuke couldn't help but squirted in his heart.

What does a mediocre guy mean? Is the Senju clan leader so shameless? When you walk onto the street, those people are ordinary. Senju Hashirama can be called upright and handsome after all.

Seeing that he was fighting for others, Butterfly sneered.

"To say he is mediocre is enough of a courtesy. He has no money to eat the King's meal and wants to run away. He refuses to use his belongings as collateral. If Ji Jun hadn't come to his rescue, I would have asked Hirata to skin him clean and sell him on the black market. ”

"You're right." Shikasuke nodded repeatedly, his expression so sincere that he used his shadow to stretch his facial muscles.

The God of Ninja almost got kicked out after eating the King's meal - big gossip!

And Ji Jun, it turns out that Ji Jun has known him for a long time? Then why did it feel like she didn't want to meet him yesterday? Do you really dislike eating Overlord Meal? Do you want to remind her later that that person is a heavyweight? Just give him some face and turn a blind eye.

Hirata's throat throbbed, he threw up his head, spit out the last mouthwash, and quickly intervened in the topic.

"Sister Butterfly is right about this. Compared with the other two who came here a few days ago, this one is indeed very ordinary. Even his younger brother is more handsome than him. Not to mention that noble man. .That figure, that style... As a man, I hope I can be like that."

"His biological brother is here too?" Lu Jie asked in surprise.

"He's here to pay back the money. Otherwise, how could he have been allowed to leave safely?"

grass! Senju Tobirama also came.

Shikasuke was shocked for a while, then asked: "Who else is coming?"

Hirata thought about it and found that the man didn't say his name, just ate some food and left.

Butterfly found flint and steel, lit the pipe, took a deep breath of the fairy air and exhaled it. "I'm not a guest. I'm here to talk about something. Lord Ji Jun brought me here personally. Here."

She tapped the end of her cigarette rod on the opposite side of the room. "It's thanks to him that we were able to win the gambling house."

Shikasuke quickly extracted the information he wanted from their words.

His thoughts were spinning rapidly in his mind, and he continued to chat with Butterfly Hirata with a smile on his face. No matter what, I must tell Jijun some common sense in the ninja world.

Just pick up people randomly. Hinata announced to the outside world that Hinata Tianshu was dead, and just asked him not to come forward in the future. Although he was born in Nara, he is a rare principled good person among ninjas! I just want to hang around and earn some extra money for the clan.

But Qianju, and the guy who managed the gambling house all by himself...

Tsk. He could, too, but not so quietly and quickly. Another difficult character!

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"What are you talking about down there?"

A window on the second floor opened, and Izayoi's voice came from behind the big tree blocking the window.

Butterfly immediately put on a smile and said, "I'll bring you hot water!"

"No need. It's already packed and I'm going out for a walk."

"I will accompany you!"

"Then why are you so anxious? Be patient, there will be good news waiting for you."

Butterfly blinked and tried to coquettishly ask what the good news was, but then heard Ji Jun continue to give instructions to others.

"Hirata, do you remember the guest with black clothes and black hair?"

Hirata immediately jumped up from the ground. "certainly!"

Izayoi threw him the token to contact the ninja cat.

"Catch it and keep it safe. Take this bell and go to the shabbiest building in Ichimachi and ring it inside. Naturally, a messenger will come to you. When the time comes, just hand over this letter."

Eh? Ichimachi is a ghost! I heard that there are endless incidents of hauntings there, and even the black market doesn’t go there.

Hirata's legs were shaking a little. It's not that he's timid, he's not afraid of blood and sweat, he's just afraid of things that can't be seen or touched.

Shikasuke smiled and said he could do it for him. Izayoi refused.

"We'll talk about your business later. Hirata, come up."

Hirata was stunned for a moment, and Butterfly gave him a wink.

go!

Oh oh oh. He held his head and got into the house. After a burst of footsteps, there was no sound.

Lu Jie asked Butterfly seemingly unintentionally: "How do you think Ji Jun will persuade him to come over? This guy looks very strong, but in fact he is very timid. It doesn't matter if I make an extra trip, anyway, the black market is not far away. .”

"Persuade?! Why should we convince him? Ji Jun's words are orders! He has to go even if he doesn't want to!"

Butterfly's categorical attitude blocked Shikasuke's little thoughts of gathering information.

well. This is not something you should discuss with a woman who is in a frenzy. This woman has obviously worshiped Ji Jun as a god. But Ji Jun is obviously a human being. Has she forgotten that Ji Jun is actually not as old as her, and she is a girl who needs more protection and understanding.

Forget it. Men have to be more tolerant.

Let’s mention it to Ji Jun alone later.

Shikasuke scratched his forehead a little irritably, and the few hairs on his hairline became even bald.

After finally going out for a walk, why do I still have to worry about this and that? Is this all he has to worry about in his life?

"Shikasuke, pack up and bring the people with you. Let's set off."

Hirata was dismissed, his face looked normal, and he seemed to have accepted the mission assignment.

Shikasuke patted him on the shoulder to cheer him up. He responded with a sheepish smile, not pretty, but very real.

Looking at this young man, Shikasuke couldn't help but think of the children in his clan. Although Hirata is already fourteen years old, this is his first real mission. And his nephews, less than ten years old, are already fighting with the enemy on the battlefield.

It was only thanks to Ji Jun's protection that this child was able to find his own way of survival in troubled times.

So what else can be done? He can't just sit back and watch!

Slapping his cheeks hard, Shikasuke cheered up and responded: "Hey! I'll be fine soon!"