Naruto: I used illusion to play with the ninja world

Qian Zhihui took out a small paper bag from her ninja tool bag. This was the poison prepared by Shimura Danzo for her.

There was a ferocious look on her face, and she was about to add all the poison in her hands to the chicken soup.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered something, quickly turned the paper bag over and read the words on it.

I saw the word "antidote" written neatly on it.

After seeing this, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly fumbled in her ninja tool bag again.

Then he took out another paper bag and felt relieved when he saw the word "poison" written on it.

Fortunately, I had written the label on the paper bag in advance, otherwise it would have been embarrassing if I got the wrong medicine.

He immediately put the entire bag of poison into the chicken soup, then took a chopstick and stirred it.

And this chopstick is the same chopstick that Okawa Zhiyong used to stir chicken soup.

Finally, he looked at the thickened chicken soup and frowned.

This chicken soup is now the same as rice porridge. What will happen if it is discovered?

In the end, she gave up thinking. Who would stare at the chicken soup without any problem? She seemed to be thinking too much.

After administering the poison, she poured a glass of water just like Okawa Shiyong did, and then slipped the antidote down and quietly walked out of the room.

Just when she was about to get out of the tent safely, a person ran towards her, and they bumped into each other.

"Ouch! It hurts me so much. Who is it?"

The person who was hit was none other than Daisuke Yamashita. At this time, he was rubbing his forehead and cursing.

Qian Zhihui endured the pain on her forehead and apologized to Daisuke: "I'm sorry, Daisuke-kun! I didn't raise my head when I was walking. Please forgive me."

Seeing Qian Zhihui's sincere apology, Daisuke was embarrassed to complain.

I had no choice but to change the subject: "What are you doing here? Have you finished patrolling?"

Qian Zhihui was a little nervous and said in a trembling voice: "Not yet... not yet, I'm about to go now.

Daisuke-kun, please rest first and I'll be back as soon as I finish my patrol. "

After saying that, she hurried out and Daisuke was filled with doubts.

But he didn't think much about it because he still had important tasks.

I saw him sneakily looking around, and he was relieved to find that Qian Zhihui had gone away.

Then he came to the dining table, reached into his arms, and took out a paper bag with the same style as Okawa Zhiyong and Qian Zhihui.

Seeing the paper bag in his hand, Yamashita Daisuke was extremely excited.

The third generation Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen, who died last night, entrusted him with a dream.

He said that he was killed because of a mole in Konoha Village, and told him that these three moles would team up with him to do the task tomorrow.

The Sandaime Hokage begged him sincerely to get rid of these three ghosts and protect the peace of Konoha.

If he succeeds in getting rid of these three moles, he will become the Fifth Hokage.

When I woke up the next morning, I found a bag of poison and a bag of antidote on the table.

This made Daisuke Yamashita extremely excited.

Becoming Hokage was his lifelong dream, and for this dream, he would give everything he had.

At this time, his eyes were firm.

Even if your hands are stained with blood, you must protect the peace of Konoha and become the Hokage of Konoha.

He looked down at the dining table, which dish should he put the poison in?

Looking left and right, he chose chicken soup.

For some reason, he felt that this bowl of chicken soup had a special affinity with him.

He immediately tore off the paper bag in his hand and dipped into the chicken soup in one breath.

He frowned as he looked at the thick chicken soup that was almost turning into batter.

This doesn’t look very good!It won't be discovered!

He casually picked up the "outstanding" chopsticks just now, put them into the chicken soup and stirred vigorously.

As a result, the chicken soup became more and more sticky as it was stirred, and finally the chopsticks could stand upright when placed in it.

Daisuke Yamashita looked at the bowl of chicken soup with a frown. Will anyone drink this?

Just then there was movement from the door.

Yamashita Daisuke was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled out the chopsticks from the soup, put it in his mouth and shook it.

Instantly, the hairs all over his body stood up, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

It's over, what should we do now?

I'm such a mean-mouthed person, why do I habitually put chopsticks in my mouth?

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he still had the antidote.

He immediately took out the antidote and tore it apart with all his strength.

With a hiss, the paper bag containing the antidote was broken in half by him, and the antidote was scattered all over the floor.

Daisuke's mouth twitched, he had used too much strength.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and lay on the ground and started licking.

Nobuhiko walked into the tent humming a song, but the scene in front of him made him open his mouth.

I saw Yamashita Daisuke lying on the ground and licking the floor like a wild dog on the roadside.

Even when Nobuhiko walked in, he didn't stop, as if there were delicious food on the ground.

Nobuhiko silently exited the tent and rubbed his eyes.

Could it be that he has used illusions too much and is hallucinating?

He took a deep breath and entered the tent again.

At this time, Yamashita Daisuke had licked all the antidote on the ground and sat on the ground contentedly, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

He waved hello after seeing Nobuhiko.

"Hey~ Is the patrol over? Nothing unusual!"

Nobuhiko looked strange and said: "There is something abnormal! I found that you are mentally abnormal. Do you need me to help you treat it?"

Daisuke giggled awkwardly a few times, then laughed and muddled through.

Not long after, Captain Okawa and Qian Zhihui also returned from patrol. The four of them gathered around the table, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

As the captain, Shiyong Okawa spoke first, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"It's been a busy day today, everyone must be tired!

These dishes are so rich. Please eat them quickly. They won’t taste good if they are cold. "

After he finished speaking, he was about to reach out to pick up the food, when he suddenly thought of an embarrassing question.

Which chopsticks did you use to mix the soup?

He gently looked at the chopsticks in his hand with the corner of his eye, and then looked at the chopsticks of the other three people.

They all look alike!Forget it, never mind!

Anyway, I took the antidote in advance, so even if I drink the chicken soup, I won't...

Thinking of this, he glanced at the chicken soup on the table, and then his jaw dropped to the table in shock.

Is this chicken soup?

It’s almost like ice cream!

Danzo Shimura is too unreliable. Why does this poison solidify so quickly when poured into chicken soup?

Who else would drink this?Oh no, who will eat it?

Qian Zhihui and Yamashita Daisuke on the side also frowned.

The shape of this chicken soup is too abstract, whoever drinks it will be a fool!

At this moment, a white and slender hand picked up the spoon on the table.

Then, everyone was surprised and dug into the chicken soup.

"Drinking soup is a beautiful thing. Don't worry about me drinking it alone. You guys also...eh?"

Nobuhiko was about to hold a spoonful of chicken soup, but he didn't expect the chicken soup to be so hard that he couldn't hold it with one hand.

He quickly held the chicken soup basin with one hand and dug hard with the other hand.

I scooped out a spoonful of chicken soup like ice cream and poured it into my own bowl.