[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

Boy, do you know that the nasty ninja in your mouth can kill you like crushing an ant as long as you move your fingers.

I looked at the expressionless Raikage with regret. Obviously, he would not let his two disciples crush this noble boy in fine clothes like ants.

However, the other party was not a nobleman.

I suddenly remembered where I had seen him before.

Seven years ago, at the banquet held by the daimyos of the two kingdoms of Thunder and Fire, it was rumored that he was the surname of the daimyo of the land of fire. Unexpectedly, seven years later, he was still very favored. He could even attend the daimyo's funeral without following the rules. He was not eligible to attend the all-nighter, so he didn't have to wear funeral clothes.

The young man obviously didn't recognize me, and after driving away the trio from Yunyin Village, he jumped to my side with great interest and looked at me with admiration on his face: "Master God Envoy, my name is Yunhewan, can you really get along with Pure Land?" Is the Great God talking?"

When I spread the rumors about attacking ninjas, I used the name of the gods. I claimed that these words were instructions from the gods to me as an envoy. The Pure Land God said that ninjas are filthy and should not exist in this world. , so we believers should act instead of God to remove these impurities.

"Ah, sort of." I answered vaguely, but the boy didn't care.

After hearing my answer, he held his face in his hands, two red clouds floating on his cheeks and screamed softly: "That's amazing!"

"..."

"Hey, they all said that my lord, you were resurrected by the Great God of Pure Land, so you should have seen him? What does the Great God look like? Does he have three heads, three pairs of wings and six hands? Or a human body with a fish tail and long hair floating Gone with the wind? Or is he a noble man in a white safari suit and a black hat like snow in the moon?"

"...No, the Pure Land God is a lovely girl."

"Hey? Hey?! Girl!!!"

"That's right," I said nonsense, "it's a girl with black hair and black eyes, she has two dimples when she smiles, she looks very cute."

"Ah, is that so..." Unkakumaru looked disappointed after hearing my description for some reason.The bright eyes dimmed in an instant, and the rosy lips were tightened, as if not very happy.

But soon he thought of something, his expression turned cloudy, he looked up at me and said with a smile: "But girls are fine, anyway, the Pure Land God is the best, and God Envoy is also the prettiest!"

...You seem to have some misunderstanding about gods and angels.

Did I not say cute girl just now?Should I cruelly tell this kid that in terms of appearance, the Pure Land God is just a humble uncle full of decadence and stubble?

If I could do it all over again, I would definitely tell him this, but unfortunately time cannot be turned back, I can only watch Yunhemaru hold his face in front of me and imagine the cuteness of the Jodo God, and goose bumps all over his body.

"King-kun." Luckily, Aokiji appeared in time to save me. She was wearing a black kimono, which made her skin as crystal clear as snow. neck.

Behind her were two rows of maids, with their hands folded in front of their lower abdomen, looking noble and dignified, very imposing of a daimyo's wife.

At least Yunhemaru, who jumped in front of me, stopped when he saw her appearing, looking very afraid of her.

Aokiji glanced at Yunhemaru, his expression and tone were indifferent: "It's Unhemaru, didn't father tell you not to run around?"

It seems that they have known each other for a long time, and that's right, one is the boy whom the daimyo of the Fire Nation loves, and the other is the princess of the Fire Nation before getting married, so it's normal for them to know each other.

Aokiji's eyes and expression were normal, and he didn't show a trace of reprimand at all, but I felt that Yunhemaru was more scared than before.

He shrunk his shoulders and lowered his head, the young man who was still in high spirits now wanted to hide himself in the crack of the wall, and wanted to turn around and run, but he didn't dare to take a step, and finally he could only answer in a low voice: "I said it. "

"This place is no different than the Land of Fire, you have to be careful." Aokiji stopped paying attention to him after saying this, and came over and put his hand on my forearm lightly, "There is something I need to discuss with you."

I followed her to leave, and when I walked around the corner, I saw that at the end of the line of maids, Unhemaru was still standing stiffly in place, not daring to move.

"He is deeply loved by my father. Even at this age, he has no signs of falling out of favor." After walking for a while, Aokiji suddenly said.

I was stunned for a moment before realizing that she was talking about Yunhewan.

"Oh, no wonder that arrogant look." I answered absent-mindedly, recalling the young man's attitude towards Lei Ying and his disciples. From disdain to hatred.

Yunhemaru's attitude towards ninjas also represents the attitude of nobles towards ninjas to a certain extent. No wonder Raikage rushed to tell me to stop. The ninjas who are so hated and hated by all nobles should have a very difficult life now Bar.

Just as I was thinking about it, the woman beside me suddenly stopped and turned to stare at me seriously: "He is not worth paying attention to at all. If you think about it, I have many children who are more suitable and more beautiful than Yunhewan."

"...Where did you go?" I couldn't help rubbing my forehead, "I was just thinking about that kid's attitude towards Lei Ying just now."

Aokiji froze for a moment, her cold face softened, her cheeks flushed, she lowered her eyes and looked to the side with some embarrassment: "I misunderstood..."

"It's okay. What do you want to discuss with me?"

"The believers in the capital of the Kingdom of Thunder captured a ninja spy tonight. The other party seemed to be trying to sneak in under the name of a believer, but was discovered." Speaking of business, Aokiji quickly retracted his little woman's posture, Zheng Se said to me, "The believers are so excited that they ask you, a god, to come forward and punish the ninja who has tarnished the glory of the god in place of the great god."

"Public execution? This is a good opportunity..."

"what?"

My voice to myself was too low, and Aokiji couldn't hear me and asked me back.After thinking about it, I decided that I don't need to let her know about such a bloody incident, so I shook my head at her: "It's nothing, I'll be there early tomorrow morning. I should be able to catch up with the daimyo's farewell ceremony after finishing."

"...It doesn't matter if you don't attend." Aokiji stepped forward again, with a perfect and calm profile, "Those nobles know that you are going to punish sinners, and they won't have any complaints."

She has a good point.

With my encouragement and Aokiji's help, the nobles' tolerance for ninjas has reached its peak.For those who hold money and power, ninjas are no longer handy weapons, nor are they dispensable. They are the most annoying nails under the aristocratic rule, and they must be corrected on gorgeous embroidery. wrong pin.

With such an attitude, not only nobles, but also ninjas are superfluous to many ordinary believers.

When I arrived, the hapless captured ninja was being held in an underground storage room, guarded by circles of samurai.

It was a tavern owner who provided the place of detention. When he saw me appearing at the door of the tavern, he was so excited that he was about to faint. In the end, his son stepped forward to lead me the way.

The owner of the tavern took a deep breath for a long time before he recovered, followed us, rubbed his hands and greeted me behind my back: "My lord, have you eaten? Are you drinking, my lord? How are you going to deal with that ninja, my lord? grown ups……"

"Father." The young man leading the way turned around and looked helplessly at the tavern owner: "You should go to the upper hall to rest for a while, what if there are guests coming at this time?"

"It doesn't matter what the guests are." The boss waved his chubby arms, "The tavern will not close for a day, and the most important thing now is the envoy."

"What if," I said, "what if other ninjas take the opportunity to sneak in?"

I looked at the boss and thought calmly: "Ninjas are very cunning, since there is one, maybe there will be a second."

The middle-aged man was stunned, slapped his thigh suddenly under my cold eyes, and suddenly realized: "Yes! I'm going up!" As soon as he said that, he turned around and climbed up the stairs at a speed that was not commensurate with his body size. , disappeared behind a wooden door.

The young man sighed: "I made you laugh, my lord."

"It's nothing." I turned around and continued to walk down the stairs, passing the young man, "Your father has already left, so just speak up if you have anything to say."

The footsteps behind me hesitated for a few seconds, and then followed me: "That... the envoy is going to deal with that ninja in this way?"

I didn't speak, because the stairs made of wood have come to the end. In the dark basement, there is only one candle flickering on the wooden table. In the flickering candlelight, a female ninja wears the forehead of the sand ninja village and is tied up and locked in a room. Behind the wooden fence.

The air is filled with cold humidity and the faint smell of wine. There are wooden barrels for wine piled up on both sides. It seems that this place is usually a wine cellar.

Why is there a special cell in a wine cellar?

I asked the young man casually, and he scratched his head in embarrassment: "This house used to belong to a custom shop, and this basement was also used to imprison some disobedient wandering girls..."

Hearing the voice, the ninja who was lying on the ground with her eyes closed opened her eyes, and her eyes shot at me and the young man like knives.

Facing her hateful and cold eyes, I didn't care, but the young people around me were startled and stopped abruptly.

He watched me walk over and stand at the front of the wooden fence looking at the ninja, hesitantly said: "Well, Lord God Envoy..."

The ninja has fallen into my Sharingan illusion, and her eyes have become dazed.I looked up and down the clothes of the ninja, and heard the young man behind me ask me: "You haven't said, what are you going to do with this ninja?"

I thought about this question, pondered for a moment and turned to ask the young man: "What is the most convenient and direct way to purify the filth?"

"Of course it was burned with fire... You... Her crime doesn't seem to be that serious..." His honest and honest face showed obvious intolerance.

That's right, apart from the fanatics, there are also rationalists among the believers. These people still have some brains. No matter how brainwashed by me or encouraged by the people around them, they still retain basic rational thinking.

Is this young man in front of him one of them?Even if his father was a fanatic, would he still sympathize with ninjas?

"Then how do you think we should deal with her?" I threw the question back, and heard the breathing of the person hidden in the darkness increase a lot.

The young man didn't know that there was another person besides the three of us. Facing my kind inquiry, he scratched his head and suggested with uncertainty: "Why don't you tell her our teachings and ask her to join our team?" Bar?"

"Stinky boy!" The tavern owner, who had sneaked down again just now, suddenly came out of the darkness, grabbed the young man by the collar and slapped him a few times, "Damn you brat! So you sent me away just to Plead for this girl!"

The middle-aged man was merciless at all, and the strength he used so hard made my teeth ache.

However, even though his cheeks were red and swollen by his father, the young man still insisted on his original idea.

He tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of blood foam. The tavern owner grabbed his collar and said with difficulty, "She didn't hurt anyone... There's no need, there's no need to be burned to death, right?"

The tavern owner became even more angry when he heard this, his whole face was purple with anger, the veins on his temples were exposed, the blood vessels protruded and his eyes were cracked, and he yelled at his son: "It's a capital crime for her to spy on the envoy! It's an unforgivable crime! Ninjas are despicable and disgusting, they deliberately pretend to be soft in front of you to deceive you! Don't forget that they took our land and usurped our wealth!"

The young man was so yelled at by his father that he couldn't lift his head, but he still wanted to refute.

I watched the scene with cold eyes, and when I had enjoyed it enough, I asked the tavern owner: "What's your opinion? How do you think this woman should be dealt with?"

As soon as the tavern owner heard my question, his whole face lit up: "Just follow what God Envoy said, burn her to death! Get rid of this filth! Completely wipe it out from this world!"

"Father……"

"Shut up! You should worship God, not be bewitched by heresy!"

What a silly farce.

I curled my lips and opened the fence of the cell. The female ninja inside had already got up from the ground under my control, and walked out of the simple cell with blank eyes and a dumb expression.

The quarreling father and son discovered the abnormality of the prisoner they were in charge of guarding.

The son panicked about this, but his father was even more excited: "This is, is this the power of the gods?"

I didn't speak.

The tavern owner who didn't get a response continued to say: "That's right, this is the ability of the envoy, that is, the power of the Pure Land God! Only the power of the gods can make these heretics submit. Really, really worthy of being a god." make your lord."

I glanced at him, and just one glance silenced the middle-aged man who still wanted to continue praising the envoys and gods.

I suddenly noticed something, smiled at the tavern owner, and said slowly: "Just now I got an oracle."

"What, what..." The boss's eyes lost focus, and his excited face calmed down.Like a puppet, he opened and closed his mouth, and finally made an unwavering, inorganic voice: "God... the instructions of the great god... yes, give your life..."

His son sensed something ominous in his broken words.

The young man covering his face was let go by his father, who was already standing there with his hands down, in a trance.

"My lord, my father, this is..." The young man asked me for help in a panic.

I looked into his eyes and told him: "The god gave me an oracle just now. She said that she heard your heart pleading for this girl, and the merciful Pure Land God agreed to this request. She can let this girl Survive the purification of the flames and live."

Without waiting for the young man to smile, I continued: "However, she asked your father to sacrifice his life. The Great God loves your father and hopes that he can go to the other world and enjoy eternal bliss by her side."

The smile faded from the young man's face, and he opened his mouth wide, letting out a miserable gurgling sound from his throat.

I smiled: "So, choose. It's your father, or this ninja."

The author has something to say: At the end of this chapter, I can't help but tremble at the coldness and blackness of the mirror

QAQ My son is so scary now...