The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

Two strangers in cloaks stood and watched under the high ground. Some unknown people wanted to drive them away.

Tianshu restrained the rash behavior of his subordinates and scolded him softly.

"Now that it's been built, we can't stop others from seeing it. Just keep your mind calm."

"Yes...but, could someone be jealous and come here intentionally to cause damage?"

"That's our responsibility. Before Ji Jun, we had nothing. Now that we have it, it's time to do something."

Tianshu's words are very simple, without too many twists and turns, but they can evoke the facts that people have always been unwilling to face.

Especially those people who have gone through untold hardships and survived in troubled times, more or less have had the experience of abandoning something voluntarily or involuntarily.

Everyone scolds the Holy Mother for being brainless, but everyone hopes that the person around them is the Holy Mother, who can help them at critical moments.

No money, no relatives, no family, no conscience. But life is always reluctant to part with it.

Someone has stepped on the final bottom line of their life, and it's time to see if they can step back a little. Just a little bit. Try to see if you can go back to the past.

We have endured so much hardship and shed so many tears just to survive. Our hands are no longer clean and our hearts are dirty.

But little kids don't.

Even if we don’t have to face the same situation again for the sake of future generations, we still have to shoulder our responsibilities as adults.

In the drizzle, the silent people no longer watched the miracle that happened overnight. They picked up their tools and went to their jobs one by one.

Yuzi came out with a huge iron pot in her arms. Seeing this scene, she shouted anxiously: "Hey! Where are you going? You haven't had breakfast yet!"

"Work."

"Aside from this strength, I have no other abilities."

"Yu Zi is more powerful. From now on, let the adults do the cooking. Aren't you Ji Jun's maid? Stay with her more and learn more skills. Maybe you can become a female mayor in the future!"

Yuzi turned up her nose proudly.

"The mayor is just the mayor, why do you add a female character? I won't leave out the meal distribution, and I will learn what I need to learn. You old men, don't worry about it."

"Hey, hey, hey. Save the food first. It's easier to pull out the grass while the ground is wet."

"Let's go!"

"Go, go."

A group of people walked together to the wasteland. Because the road was difficult to walk on a rainy day, they were stretched into a long snake formation.

Hashirama squatted on the edge of the high ground and looked at this scene in surprise.

Few people are willing to work on rainy days because of the inconvenience and to avoid disasters. In the past, these jobs were handled by ninjas. After all, ninjas have no blood or tears and are treated as monsters.

With his outstanding physical fitness, Qianju often takes it as a kind of subsidy, specially used to train the fledgling naughty children.

Ordinary people... can they really withstand the consequences of being exposed to the rain?

Or is it that if your faith is strong enough, you can defeat the weak?

If it's the latter, can ordinary people refine their mental and physical energy through exercise, and eventually have the same chakra as ninjas?

Hashirama was shocked by his own imagination. Without having time to think about the consequences, he concealed himself, jumped down from the high ground, and quickly rushed to Izayoi who was hiding in the shadows.

He eagerly held her shoulders and asked repeatedly: "You have thought of it, haven't you? You have long foreseen that ordinary people also have chakra?"

Izayoi frowned slightly. When Hashirama was excited, he unconsciously used some force on his hands. My shoulder hurts so much...

"Oh." She sighed, put her hand on his arm, and patted it gently in an attempt to relax him.

"Do you want to get the answer right here, or do you want to sit somewhere and talk slowly?"

"Of course, sit down and talk slowly!" Hashirama replied decisively.

He came closer to Izayoi and suggested in a low voice: "Look! I did what I promised you. Not only did I build two new townhouses, but I also built a building specifically for you. Does it look like a castle tower? I It took Tobirama to study for a long time before he was willing to help me draw the drawings."

Will Senju Tobirama still do this? Is he a jack-of-all-trades? Doesn't it mean that owning this person is equivalent to owning a research institute?

This news was even more shocking than Mu Dun getting up overnight.

We must bring Senju Tobirama to the same front!

Izayoi decided to arrange a multi-party meeting as soon as possible after the last group of people migrated over. Even if we have to endure humiliation, we have to put the grievances of Senju Uchiha on the bright side and resolve them!

After thinking for a while, she discovered the omission. Did Hashirama not tell the whole story?

"No. Tobirama agrees with you studying this without doing your job?"

Hashirama lowered his head and smiled sheepishly. "It's nothing. He helped me perfect some details. But Izayoi, you didn't notice that I made it! Wooden Release! It's amazing! It's formed in one go! It takes a lot of effort!"

He took her arm with his back and pressed it against Izayoi's temple, rubbing it coquettishly: "Look at my eyes and hands, they are all blue from exhaustion."

Izayoi raised her eyelids and glanced sideways at him. She was indeed quite haggard. But looking at those dark eyes, it was clear that he was asking for comfort again.

"Hey. Okay. Your room and board will be compared to the highest level of hospitality. I will make it clear to Butterfly."

"Eh? Is that all? I want to eat food cooked by Izayoi himself."

"I'm very busy. There is still land reclamation over there. It also takes time to arrange disaster prevention, treatment, and personnel settlement after the rain."

"I can help you! Just let me do it. It can be done in half a day!"

Izayoi couldn't help but hit him lightly with a cane whip.

"You do everything, so what do others do?"

"Eh?"

Hashirama covered his forehead and stared at her blankly.

"You need to pay attention to methods when arranging work. It doesn't mean whoever is more capable should bear all the burdens. What if that person can't support it one day? Wouldn't it be a waste of hard work? Also, this involves team building. Problem. Only things done by one's own hands can give people a sense of accomplishment. No matter how good the things are, they will always feel that they are not their own. Even more serious, it is possible to waste them at will. Only things obtained through labor The result is the most appropriate..."

Izayoi continued to spread the knowledge about the other world to Hashirama, occasionally mixed with a few complaints about how iron cannot become steel. Don’t expect him to know how to use it, just understand it a little bit. In the future, don’t always let others take advantage of you and suffer the consequences.

If you give the tailed beast to someone else, wouldn't they turn around and use the tailed beast to attack Konoha if they take it?

If there were one, two, three, four, five, six or seven tailed beasts in Konoha, how could Tobirama be killed by two Kumogakure rebels who had a little bit of the Nine-Tails coat?

Even if it is a siege, the four major powers still have to weigh whether they can afford to fight a war of attrition.

The four tails said that the tailed beasts are immortal and will not be weakened by attacks. They will always maintain the top combat power before disappearing.

Hashirama took Momoka's place and walked next to Izayoi while asking his questions.

It's not that he hasn't thought about similar problems, it's just that his younger brother is too capable, and ninjas still rely on their fists to speak most of the time. He is the strongest and has encountered few setbacks since childhood. Once was the break with Madara, once was the failure of Senju's private reclamation, and again was the person in front of him.

Hashirama responded to Izayoi's accusations with a smile, giving full play to his good character of never fighting back when hit or scolded, and kept her words in his heart carefully. Later, he would write another letter to Tobirama and tell him everything that happened today. He wanted to tell Tobirama that his elder brother's vision was absolutely correct. Izayoi was so outstanding, smart, and beautiful. He also understood him very, very well. He was simply a soul mate.

Maybe you only have one chance in your life to meet someone who is so perfect for your heart.

And he happened to be in the right place at the right time and found the exact right person.

Hashirama lowered his head and smiled silently.

Fortunately, he didn't offend the beauty. Fortunately, I lost the bet that day.

If this is the compensation given by God for his pity, then there is no problem in losing for the rest of his life.

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The three newly built buildings on the outer street are credited as miracles by nearby residents. I went out overnight and found that the road had changed, there were more buildings, and there was even an extra piece of high ground. It’s definitely enough to shock them for a whole year, and they can brag about it for a long time.

The businesses in the inner street were quiet, with no doors or windows open, let alone open for business.

According to Butterfly, those guys are dirty behind their backs. The deeper the background, the more you understand the gold content of this hand. Not only does it solve everyone's urgent needs, it is also a silent deterrent. When she went out to play cards and drink with others, it was always a smooth sailing. Not to mention talking about it, winning money becomes easy.

Hashirama wanted to take her to the high ground to enjoy the breeze and see the castle tower he had specially built for her. Izayoi Shi refused.

Very good, really very good, beyond imagination.

But the backlog is really huge.

The reason why it was relatively idle before was because the development of settlements had come to a standstill. Hashirama's arrival is tantamount to the strongest helping hand, helping Izayoi solve the long-term stagnation problem in all aspects.

The resettlement point in the outer street is almost established, and the next batch of residents can be considered for relocation. The migration of people also involves security issues. The village chief does not need to be the first to be forgiven. The men led by Tianshu are all strong adult men, and even thieves will not rob them easily.

The rest were brought with their families, including many old, weak, women and children, so ninjas had to be appointed to escort them here.

You also need to consider how to plan the commission fee. Although Hashirama is generous, she can't always take advantage of him. Mutually beneficial coexistence is the best way to develop.

Izayoi planned to install two bodyguards for Butterfly who looked fierce at first glance, and held another trading meeting to secretly announce that Tanshu Street had an owner. The taxes that should be paid, not counting those in the past, must be paid in full starting from this month.

look! Isn’t the money coming now? What can you earn from small business just by doing tasks? Those who truly own the means of production are the ultimate beneficiaries.

Halfway through writing the plan, Izayoi held his forehead and rubbed it in annoyance.

"What's wrong?" Hashirama asked.

"It's nothing. The oil lamp is a bit dim and my eyes hurt."

Hashirama counted the time in his mind and advised distressedly: "You have been lying down and writing all day. It is almost dark. This will definitely be uncomfortable. Let's rest first."

"I can't help it. When inspiration comes, I feel like I'll forget it if I don't finish it all at once."

"Then you have to eat something before continuing. I can smell the aroma of the kitchen!"

Yes. Hashirama gets hungry easily, and he seemed to hear his stomach rumbling just now.

"Okay. Let's go eat first and then come back and continue."

Izayoi stood up and stretched comfortably.

The slender waist was tied by an emerald green vine. As the body stretched, the soft curves slowly unfolded.

Hashirama's gaze moved upward along the slender legs, climbing along the undulating lines on both sides to the sleepy face.

Izayoi raised his hand to cover the corner of his mouth and yawned lazily. Looking out of the corner of his eye, he found Hashirama staring at him without blinking.

She frowned and asked, "Still not getting up? Aren't you hungry?"

Hashirama suddenly came to his senses and nodded in agreement.

"Ah, yes, yes! I'm hungry. I'm so hungry that I'm dizzy. I'm so hungry that I could eat a person!"

exaggerate.

Izayoi shook his head helplessly, packed up the scroll and tied it to his belt.

"Let's go."

"Follow your orders. I no Ji Jun様~"

Hashirama smiled and took off the hanging cloak, covering Izayoi tightly underneath.

"rhetoric--"

Soft complaints came from beside him, and he expressed in detail why he needed to wear a cloak when going to eat.

Hashirama said with an honest face that it was all for her good health. She exposed herself late at night and protection from the cold was the most important thing.

"Think about Butterfly, think about Taohua. They quarrel now when they are nervous."

Izayoi couldn't resist him, so she had to mumble and comply with his wishes.

The night was already deep, and two oil lamps hung under the eaves and turned quietly. The bright lights cast a halo in the courtyard, guiding the two people who came down from the front room.

Long silhouettes are projected behind them, criss-crossing and overlapping.

Hashirama laughed happily and vividly described the interesting tasks he had done. Izayoi lowered her head and listened to his bragging. She couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Liar. No one has six eyes and eight legs."

"Me. They are spreading the news like this. I'm scared when I hear it."

"Liar."

"I really didn't lie to you. I would never lie to you if I lied to anyone..."

The two people's voices weakened, and as the wooden door of the kitchen closed, the noise in the courtyard disappeared.

A weak light lit up inside the room, and through the white paper on the grid, two figures very close to each other were reflected.