The Unholy Man of the Warring States Period [Naruto]

Uchiha Senna lived up to the praise given to him by later generations for his flawless character. After confirming the cooperative relationship, immediately lead people into the house to ask for a detailed action plan.

Izayoi followed him into the Uchiha clan mansion, looking around curiously.

"What are you looking for?"

"Head of the Uchiha clan."

Quan Nai paused, then pointed to the table and motioned for people to sit down.

"Unfortunately today, the patriarch is out on business."

As an excuse, the sound of his heartbeat changed, and the breath around him also fluctuated a bit. This is a sign of unstable mood.

Izayoi sat down calmly and straightened the beads and beads hanging on his wrists.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Quan Nai glanced at him and asked casually.

Uchiha does not believe in gods or ghosts, but only believes in the souls of their ancestors, so they built an internal shrine to worship their ancestors. But the Senju opposite seemed to believe this. When Senju Hashirama is fighting, he will also summon a wooden Buddha statue to fight with his brother's Susanoo.

"It just looks good."

Izayoi lifted the question lightly, hid his fingers in his sleeves and hooked all the remaining beads in.

Regarding her words, Quan Na nodded noncommittally. There are no scriptures engraved on the bead string, but there is a pagoda hanging below. But the existence of Fanta and the like is to suppress something. He won't completely believe her, and he still has to take necessary precautions.

"What are you going to do with the other party?"

"Of course the cleaner it is, the better."

"It's easy to kill them all, but it's also easy to cause panic. Uchiha can't appear as a bully."

Quan Nai thinks a lot. After agreeing to sit down and talk, he had already started from arranging task candidates to thinking about the permanent manpower list. If their reputation is ruined from the beginning, they will still have no choice but to do business with the trash on the black market. This did not improve the Uchiha clan's situation.

"Of course not. The image of my friend is too bad, and it will affect my own business. Even if you want to do this, I will advise you not to do it."

Izayoi fiddled with the tableware on the table, put the smaller wine cup on the serving plate, placed the smaller teacup on top of the wine cup, and finally picked up the three pieces of tableware and put them into the ceramic bowl. .

"This is my plan."

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Tanshu Street, Izakaya.

Butterfly took care of the cleaning up and down the izakaya as usual, while Hirata entertained the guests downstairs. Suddenly she heard the wind chime hanging in the secret passage ringing, and she hurried to open the secret passage.

"There's some water in the secret passage. Is it raining here?"

Izayoi came out of the secret door and took off the coat that was wrapped around him. The moisture in the tunnel was so heavy that water began to seep in some places. Must change one.

Butterfly took the wet clothes, put them on the hangers in the corner of the room, and asked, "Has it been done?"

"Yeah. Pretty much. Has anyone here taken the initiative to get in touch with you?"

Butterfly sat down next to Izayoi and explained in a low voice: "I just walked around. Those who own their own shops are more receptive to us, and we will know a lot of news after a few words. This street is not big, and the only problem is It’s a casino. I heard they have a noble guarantee behind them.”

"Keep asking. It's best to develop a few more hidden lines, so you don't come forward in person in the future."

"Yes." Butterfly bowed and saluted, feeling grateful in his heart.

When he was still in Yoshiwara, the boss of Yangwu also had a part-time job as an information dealer. But where does the information come from? He would have to rely on the girls to sacrifice their skin and flesh to get it for him.

But Miss Izayoi didn't know how to do it. She killed all the unruly guys from the beginning. Now in the village, everyone lives together harmoniously, all thanks to her thunderous means and bodhisattva heart.

Therefore, even if she needs to show off her color a little, she is actually willing. But Ji Jun thought of everything for her. If you don't try your best, why should you still believe the man's lies?

After sending the butterfly away, Izayoi began to rub her legs, feet and head.

The wind blew in the Uchiha area, and my head started to hurt. Maybe I had a cold. I remember that the Uchiha clan is good at fire, thunder, and wind attributes, and can live on cliffs. These three attributes are quite suitable.

There is only one chakra attribute in her body - Yin. Come to think of it, the God of Death cannot be lively and cheerful. After being sealed by the Six Paths, his resentment will only become greater.

Izayoi carefully observed the beads on his wrist.

This is the only thing that appears in the memory of the past life and in the present body at the same time. The clothes, mobile phones, bags, and suitcases in my memories all sank into the depths of the sea along with the shipwreck.

Sometimes walking through rocks and trees, she would wonder what kind of monster she had become. The inexplicable closeness of the four tails seems to prove this point. But after the Uzumaki clan sealed the Death Mask, they released themselves without saying anything.

The sequence of events hides the truth in the fog.

A few years ago, Izayoi might have been tossing and turning at night unable to sleep because of thinking about these things.

Think about it now. She must go back anyway, even if she fails and dies in the sea again, she has nothing to fear.

For this she needs a big boat! And lots and lots of money.

Izayoi put down his hands, put on a black cloak, and pulled up the hood to cover his face. The slender and tall figure gradually faded into a faint outline. If you don't look carefully, it seems like an illusion out of the corner of your eye.

The outline of the cloak trailing on the ground became deeper, and the solid corners of the clothes turned into running water, flowing over the tatami, sweeping past the edge of the table, caressing the corner of the wall, and then—Izayoi passed through the wall. .

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Late at night, Tuanchu Street is as bustling with people as it is during the day.

In an era when the name of the Fire Country was not worthy of its name, the orders of the daimyo sometimes could not even reach a single city, let alone such a temporary settlement located in a remote mountainous area.

Next to it is the Nanga River, with ninjas living on both sides.

The black market dug a hole in the nearby hills, no one knew how deep it was. There are many bandits on every hilltop, calling themselves factions. If a businessman hadn't hired ninjas, they would never risk staying here.

Government orders cannot be delivered here, and subsidies have no chance.

But people have to survive. The surrounding predators will not eat the food all at once. So Duanzhu Street came into being.

In this kind of zone where no one cares, various edge industries often operate best. Gambling is not allowed in the capital, but there is it here; the nobles are not allowed to make moonshine, and there is also it here; the Yoshiwara courtesan who entertains distinguished guests will not appear here, and the lowest wandering girl is not willing to risk her life, but the ones rocking oars on the tributaries The boat girl kept shouting about business all night long.

In the capital or in the villages, you will never see so many people spending a lot of money. It seems that their money comes easily and the chips they throw out are worthless. Whether they were well-dressed or shabby, the faces gathered around the cushions were distorted into ghostly expressions by the flickering lights.

The wind passed through the crowd, crossed the last obstacle, and arrived at the gambling house. A white palm stretched out from the void. The palm moved slightly and opened the door bolt.

Uchiha Izuna walked in from the door, his scarlet eyes immediately locked on the shadow behind the door.

The girl hiding in the cloak stepped out of the shadows and pulled back the hood with both hands. Izayoi nodded slightly to Uchiha Izuna.

"I didn't expect you to come in person."

She thought someone of Uchiha Houra's level would be arranged.

Of course it had to be him. Once Uchiha decides to step into the world of ordinary people, he will inevitably attract the attention of intelligence ninjas. Those people's noses are sharper than those of dogs. If there is any trouble, they will immediately alert and alert them.

Either don’t do it, or you must seize the opportunity to do it.

"Humph."

The proud Uchiha tapped the room with his chin, and the three black magatama gradually began to rotate. The real illusion gradually unfolded along the direction of his sight.

It turned out to be an illusion. Shock or fright?

She didn't know.

The person in front of me obviously wants to handle it alone. Staying here will only increase the embarrassment. It is better to go in and find enough chips.

Izayoi put on his hood and disappeared into the shadow behind the door again.

Quan Na was performing an illusion, and he could only catch a little bit of her movements with the corner of his eye. He watched people enter, but there was no breath of life behind the door.

interesting!

He withdrew his distracted mind and focused on weaving highly targeted illusion dreams for every gambler and dealer in the room.

The people who come here are not good people, they have dark hearts and weak wills, just like a sieve.

He kindly gave everyone the right to complete their dreams on their own, and watched with his own eyes as the terminally ill fanatics who were hollowed out by wine and sex were trapped in self-constructed nightmares.

If you have done something wrong, don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

Several of those who were not strong-willed enough were so frightened that they were frothing at the head and leaning against the wall unconscious. There were also some lying on the flowers in random directions, with hideous faces, and their bodies twitching from time to time, and they looked like they were about to die.

Izuna watched all this with an expressionless face, and with the help of Sharingan, she precisely controlled the intensity of the genjutsu.

The stairs in the casino are made of expensive wood, unlike the stairs in the izakaya, which always creak when you step on them.

Izayoi deliberately slowed down his steps to indicate that he was done. Quan Na downstairs received the message and immediately withdrew the illusion effect.

A basement was dug down from the first floor of the casino. The basement was not capped, but was surrounded by a layer of railings. Oil lanterns made of red cloth were hung on the four railings. There was a staircase without handrails leading down.

The red light shone from the filthy lantern cloth, illuminating the basement a bloody red. Izayoi who walked up the stairs seemed to emerge from the sea of ​​blood. Even with a gentle smile on his beautiful face, it was chilling.

"What's down there?" Quan Nai asked.

"It's a gamble with a larger amount." Izayoi briefly introduced.

She took out a cloth bag she found from the basement and handed it over. "Ledger. There are two volumes in total."

Quan Nai opened it and flipped through it, then sneered. "really."

Izayoi didn't ask what he really meant, but smiled and began to divide the benefits of this operation.

"This gambling house will belong to Uchiha from now on, and the assets on the books will also belong to you. I only want the money that I have actually accumulated so far."

Quan Nai had enough time to turn to the last page. After confirming that the account book was correct, he said slowly: "Why? I brought down everyone by myself, and also solved the subsequent troubles. What did you do?"

I knew it wasn't going that smoothly. Unexpectedly, Uchiha refused to pay even after negotiating. What's the difference between this and the previous life when I signed a contract and then filed a lawsuit? !

Fortunately, the deadbeat ninja god taught her a lesson in advance. Uchiha is no better than Senju. Izayoi anticipated this scene and was cautious.

"Really? The information provision and entrance introduction are worth some credit. Not to mention that the subsequent troubles will not only be caused by the incontinent guys in front of you."

She raised her hand and pointed in the direction of the black market.

"The big fish is still behind."

Izuna closed the account book with a snap and stretched out her hand. "Bring it!"

Izayoi immediately understood that the transaction was successful.

"It's almost dawn. Why don't you go to my wine room and talk in detail?"

What to talk about? Of course, we are talking about the chain reaction that may be caused by taking back the casino in addition to cash.

The ultimate goal of this plan was finally achieved - to pull the Uchiha clan onto their own chariot.

The girl in a cloak walked up from the lower level, which was immersed in the blood-red light, pushed open the door of the gambling house, and politely extended her hand to guide the distinguished guests.

"My wine is pretty good. Do you want to try it?"

be cheated!

Quan Na pursed her lips, opened her robe sleeves, and strode in the direction she pointed.

Butterfly and Hirata were already prepared. They were guarding the door, one on the left and the other on the right. They diligently lifted the navy blue door curtain painted with waves and shouted in unison.

“Welcome distinguished guests!”