The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

In the next few days, there were no unexpected disturbances, and Izayoi finally felt a lot cleaner.

Tianshu is in charge of the outer street, and I heard that no one dares to cause trouble. This depressed her for a while. The prepared means could not be used, and the mood was not comfortable.

Why. Just ordinary people. They only dare to show off their power in front of similar people, but they don't dare to act arrogantly in the short book street where the environment is worse and the people are more complex.

This proves from the side that big fist is the truth of hard power.

The gambling house was handed over to Uchiha Kaura. In order to prevent others from recognizing him, that guy used the Sharingan illusion to fool people every day.

Izayoi thought that this was not a long-term solution, and took the person back to the izakaya.

"Butterfly! Butterfly?"

Hirata, who finally recovered, ran in from the backyard. When he saw Ji Jun holding a man in his hand, his face twitched and he meowed, forcing Huo Pu away from her.

Huopu gave up his position to Shan Ruliu, and then watched Ji Jun send him to find someone else.

After listening to the meowing and meowing in one ear, people began to hallucinate and thought they were back in their tribe. This is how the elusive ninja cats meow every morning when dinner is served.

Izayoi covered his forehead in confusion. Just a trip to the abandoned house, why did Hirata become like this? Did those ninja cats do something to him? No way. Wasn’t it nice to go by yourself last time? There are obviously yin mint balls stuffed in the bell, so they should like it more.

Huopu looked sympathetically at Hirata who was tricked into going out, and once again confirmed that this person was not very smart. The arrogant Uchiha disdained being on the same level as him.

"You are such a good person." He sighed sincerely.

If there is a shortage of manpower, just post a notice and there will definitely be a lot of people applying for the position of a waiter in the izakaya. But this Ji Jun chose a young man with an intellectual disability who could not live outside for three days.

If this is not a good person, who else can be considered a good person?

Izayoi was stunned for a moment by the praise. But seeing as it was a rainbow fart coming out of a handsome man’s mouth, she would happily accept it.

I didn’t need to explain much, just smiled and turned over the previous chapter. Izayoi led people to the single room on the second floor.

"Wait here while I go find some tools."

Huopu smiled uncomfortably. He had already judged from the smell that this was the room of the guy who just had a bad brain. The house next door is rich in makeup and powder, and is probably a butterfly's house.

Izayoi rummaged through the next door together and found the rouge used for butterflies. They happily held it in their hands and returned to the cubicle.

"Look! I found the artifact!"

Huopu's heart skipped a beat and he refused at all.

"I think genjutsu is safer. Ordinary people can never see through it! I promise! Use Sharingan to guarantee it! Ah - don't come over here!"

Izayoi pressed his forehead with a palm and forced it to the front.

"What if the illusion is seen through? What if the person here is a ninja? Your credibility with me has not been established yet. If you use the Sharingan too much, you will go blind. Didn't your clan leader tell you? You are just a part-time worker, Uchiha Quan Nai and I are the bosses. If he is gone, your boss will be me!"

Kaura was stiff and motionless. If it weren't for the support of Uchiha's glory, he would have raised his hands too high.

Sometimes the relationship between people is so delicate that the strength and weakness can be determined at the first meeting. Huopu took a step back at that time, but he can't be tough now. The image of Izayoi in his heart was already mysterious and powerful, almost as important as Master Senna. In addition, the energy surrounding her makes her particularly good at illusions, which always makes her feel suppressed.

Izayoi slowly took out the facial cream and applied it layer by layer on Houra's face in the order of water and cream.

"Although I don't understand illusions, there is an old saying that has been said - there is no perfect scam, only flaws that have not been discovered."

Hesitantly taking out a box of white powder, Izayoi put it under his nose and smelled it. What a pungent smell of lead powder!

Next time I will buy good rice noodles for Butterfly. This price is cheap, but it will be poisonous.

She held her forehead in pain, gave up on applying powder, and switched directly to colored rouge.

While Huopu listened to her with his ears straightened, he couldn't help but move his eyes along the various strange-shaped boxes. Long live! That thing is poisonous just by looking at its color!

Mushrooms or something! The brighter they are, the more toxic they are!

Izayoi shook the shell rouge in his hand and assured him patiently: "This box is precious. It is rouge ground from the coral polyps I brought from the Kingdom of Water."

"I don't think I'm worthy of such a precious thing." Huopu flatly refused.

Izayoi picked up a ball, pointed it on his forehead, and pushed down the person who wanted to escape.

"So you have to run the casino well, make more money, and buy it back from me next month."

"But this is for you, and you still have to pay for it in the end! You made all the money in the end!" Huopu couldn't resist, so he simply gave up and stretched out his legs, complaining.

Anyway, no one here knows him, image or anything like that - just go with the wind! Hahahahaha!

"It's good to know. I ask for money, and you take advantage of the situation. If we work together, we will be invincible, but if we divide, we will be free and easy."

Izayoi's fingers came down from the center of his eyebrows and drew along the lines at the corners of his eyes towards his cheeks. The bright red rouge penetrated deeply into the skin, dividing the handsome face into three fragmented pieces.

I don’t know what method she used, but something doesn’t look right when looking at a complete living person.

Beauty makeup is originally a charming and beautiful scene. But after the main subject was changed to Izayoi, Houra sat upright, his heart was dead, and his peach blossom eyes were wide open. If it were a cat, its pupils would have shrunk to a straight line by now.

The cold force moved along her fingertips on her face, like a sharp knife sliding its tip against the skin. Although not a drop of blood was shed, it seemed as if the cold-blooded executioner had accurately cut it into different small pieces.

Corresponding to this is the brain that has finally become empty. Especially the forehead, since I opened my eyes, I have never enjoyed peaceful relaxation.

The cold power moistened the meridians around the eyes, and the withered meridians were gradually repaired in the flesh and blood. The overloaded brain finally got a chance to breathe, and the chakra that had been concentrated around the eyes flowed to the limbs.

The long-lost sleepiness swept over him, and Huopu's eyes blinked. Every time he opened them, he was more tired than the last time. Gradually, he could not resist the call of sleep and fell into a dark and sweet dream.

Izayoi raised his hand and admired his masterpiece with satisfaction. After many years, the craftsmanship has not declined, but the painting style is a little different. But it doesn't matter, it's better this way.

Butterfly pushed the door open and came in, followed by Hirata who was looking for her. When he saw the unconscious Uchiha Uchiha who was sleeping, he became angry and angry.

"What? Such a good opportunity, let me come."

Izayoi returned the rouge shell to her and said with a smile: "I just tried it, but I didn't expect it to work well. This is an Uchiha ninja. Although he is usually gentle and gentle, he is really scary when he is angry. It's me. Let me clear the air for you."

"What now?"

"Let him continue to sleep. The gambling house only opens at night. It's so pitiful. He must not have had a good night's sleep in a long time."

Butterfly just complained. She was always the most supportive of Ji Jun's orders. Looking around curiously, she looked at the gentle and delicate Ji Jun without words. Her long, silky hair is draped obediently over her shoulders. Under her emerald green outer coat sprinkled with gold is a tan lining, with golden twigs winding along the skirt, looking gorgeous and mysterious.

How could such a normal Ji Jun wear makeup like a dead man on the battlefield?

She held her forehead and sighed, then turned to Hirata and said, "Go and take out the baggage at the bottom of my cabinet. It's wrapped in gray satin. Yes, go quickly!"

After Hirata meowed out, she turned her head and saw Izayoi tilting her head slightly, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Butterfly picked up her makeup box and sat in front of her, pretending to be ready.

She seriously laid out a row of various brushes. "In the past, I didn't dare to tell you directly. But seeing that you also understand this, starting from today, I will prepare suitable clothes and makeup for you every day."

"No, thank you, I suddenly remembered something else..."

Izayoi refused, got up and wanted to leave.

Things are changing. Huopu couldn't walk away, and she was pushed back by Butterfly's palm. Her long, snow-white legs stretched out from the hem of her kimono, and one leg blocked her way.

Butterfly opened his posture, exuding a sparkling professional temperament, and his eyes were almost filled with stars.

"Come on! I must establish the correct sense of beauty for you!"

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It was dusk, and Izayoi finally escaped from the butterfly's den.

She straightened the hairpin in her bun and learned from the pain. How about leaving all the makeup to her next time, and no outsiders should get involved. I almost got myself in there too.

"Women are too scary." Huopu muttered to himself.

"Yeah. It's terrible." Izayoi agreed without realizing it. "It's time for you to go to work!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. The black-hearted nobles squeezed the poor people's last drop of blood without mercy." Huo Pu shook his head and put on a look of compassion.

Izayoi pushed him to the door of the casino unceremoniously.

"I can be more rude. If you don't come up with enough income tomorrow, I'll give you two less."

"Why two copies?!"

"Because of your negligence in your work, you caused me losses, wasted equipment, and wasted a day's land rent. If you don't charge three copies, it would be considered generous of me."

"Sounds meaner than nobles, Lord Ji-kun."

"Just understand. Keep your eyes bright and take action when it's time to take action."

Huopu threw the towel over his shoulder, smiled and nodded his eyes: "Then I have to prove it."

Watching Huopu enter the casino from the side door, bright lights gradually lit up from the rear window until the whole house was illuminated brightly.

A renovated two-story machiya fully demonstrates its new appearance. Black tiles and white walls, wooden windows and blue door curtains, a pair of tall garcinia lanterns with hollow three-link magatama painted on them.

Still couldn't help it, I had to decorate it with similar materials.

Fortunately, Quba is also a decoration of the shrine. If anyone asks for information, you can give a hint in this regard.

As for whether it is true or false, it depends on the details. She stayed in the shrine for a long, long time.

Izayoi held up his hands and admired the revamped casino. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Uchiha's aesthetics closely matched his own. Black, white, gray and blue, large color blocks are formed, clean. Ha ha ha ha!

The darkness of the night was dispersed to the outside by the lights on the street. Izayoi stood under the lantern, with the golden vine embroidery shining on his brand new red robe.

"Sixteen nights?"

Is anyone looking for her at this time? Izayoi turned around after hearing the sound.

Senju Hashirama stood behind her covered in mud, his red armor stained with a deeper red.