Orochimaru's Allah's Lamp

Chapter 159 Ma'am, You Don't Miss Your Husband...

Regardless of whether the Yunyin Mission knew about the Hyuga Sect's plan or not, it was conceivable that they would all show a look of ignorance.

It is impossible for Konoha to ask the Yunyin mission about this matter, and there is no trust between the two parties.

And whether to continue with this plan depends on whether the Hyuga clan doesn't care about the bargaining chip of Hyuga Higashi, and whether he can bear the worthlessness of his death.

According to Orochimaru's speculation, the Hyuga Clan probably doesn't care, and the loss of a Hyuga Nizashi will not do anything to the Hyuga Clan, and it will not hinder their status in Konoha.

But the incident of "being played by the Yunyin Mission, causing Hinata Hinata to die in vain" is very humiliating in itself.

And this is obviously unacceptable to the Hyuga clan.

Orochimaru once heard a story about "Kong Ming Sanqi Zhou Dudu" told by the lamp god, and finally pissed him off to death.

That 'dudu' is the commander-in-chief of one of the warlords, is he really immeasurable?Orochimaru doesn't think so.

What really made him unacceptable was probably because the three humiliating experiences were widely known.

In other words, it was the guy named Kong Ming who was good at manipulating public opinion and public opinion.

And this matter is the same for the Hyuga clan. The two ninja villages are hostile to each other, and Yunyin Village will definitely publicize it.

It's a pity that this generation of Hinata Clan doesn't have any super-talented figures, otherwise they might be like the Sages of the Six Paths back then, stimulated by the 'discredit' to open up another pupil technique, Blood Succession.

I have never heard of these stories before, but I can see that Orochimaru's strategy made good use of the mutual distrust between the two sides, simple but effective.

But if that's all, it's not what Ji Lai also asked for, and what worries him is not just keeping Rizai's life.

So he asked, "What should I do next? Could it be that Yunyin and those people are allowed to clamor?"

"I'll talk about the next thing later, let me keep it a secret for now."

Orochimaru smiled, patted Jiraiya on the shoulder and said, "I didn't want to intervene in this matter, it was your request, so I did it."

"So, no matter what I do and what I do later, you have to support me, understand?"

"I think you knew from the beginning that my methods are different from others."

Jiraiya patted Orochimaru's hand on his shoulder away, frowned, and nodded.

He does know.

But rather than just sit back and watch Hinata Hinata die, he would rather see Orochimaru's vicious methods.

"By the way, at the next discussion meeting, let Tsunade go too, and remember to persuade her to stand by us."

Orochimaru seemed to be thinking of something interesting, and the corners of his mouth curved to the sides.

……

Sungai tribe.

In the spacious indoor practice field, Ningji Hyuga stood barefoot on the tatami mat, punching, kicking... He put on a soft fist stance rigidly, shouting "Hum ha ha ha" non-stop.

Ning Ci's mother sat kneeling upright at the side, watching Ning Ci, seeing that his immature face was covered with sweat, and there was both relief and deep regret in her eyes.

In the ninja world, being young has never been a problem. Orochimaru was only 6 years old when he graduated from ninja school and went to the battlefield to kill enemies.

Neji is undoubtedly also a genius of the Hyuga family.

Ning Ci's mother witnessed her son's step-by-step growth, and she was very proud of it, but at the same time she deeply hated this talent.

A genius, a genius in the Hyuga branch, is not a good thing, the so-called genius will only lead to tragedy.

After sharing the same bed for so many years, how could she not know about her husband's heart disease.

More than ten years ago, Hyuga Nisai was also a genius in the clan.

Could it be that on Ning Ci, the fate of the daily difference will be staged again?
Thinking of this, Ning Ci's mother sighed.

"Mother, what's the matter with you?" At some time, Xiao Ningci had already arrived in front of her, his clothes soaked in sweat.

No matter how talented he is, after all, he is still young and his bones have not yet grown up. Just practicing posture will easily exhaust his energy.

Fortunately, children's energy is also very strong, excluding the frequent intermittent rest, the training time is not short.

"nothing."

Ning Ci's mother shook her head, wet the towel with clean water, and gently wiped the sweat off Ning Ci's body.

Ning Ci closed his eyes and let his mother fiddle with it, with a relaxed and reassuring expression on his face.

Seeing Ning Ci's ignorant and innocent expression, Ning Ci's mother trembled in her heart, holding the towel in her hand, she suddenly stopped, and a line of tears rolled down.

The fate that Ningci is about to face is even crueler than the daily difference.

Sharing the same bed, how could she not know what the day is doing and what the day is going to do?
"Mother, why are you crying..."

Ning Ci opened his eyes, saw the tears on his mother's face, and suddenly panicked, a little at a loss.

No matter how serious you are, no matter how you look like a little adult, you are still a child after all.

Ningci's mother wiped away the tears from her face, and forced a smile, "It's okay...it's just that my mother is very happy to see Xiao Ningci working so hard."

"Really?" Xiao Ningci trusted his mother, but instinctively, he felt something was wrong.

If you are happy, why laugh so sadly.

"it is true."

Ning Ci's mother said with a smile, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop.

She is not as talented as her husband, she is just a weak woman, no matter how anxious she is, she cannot resist the village and the family.

Now I can only watch my husband die for such boring things as family honor.

shuh...

Suddenly, the sliding wooden door suddenly opened, and the setting sun reflected a person's shadow in the house, casting a darkness that enveloped the mother and child.

Looking at the cold face hidden in the shadows, Ningci's mother was startled, wiped her face, stood up hastily,

"Master Orochimaru, it's really rude of you to come early, I'm going to prepare refreshments now."

"No need."

Orochimaru glanced at the tears on Neji's mother's face, and shook his head, "I have something to ask Neji, and you better be there."

When Orochimaru was speaking, Neji stood upright, with a serious expression on his small face.

Although the name has not been officially determined, he knows that the person his father fears will be his teacher in the future, and he dare not be rude.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time and disturbed you."

"How could it be, how could it be..."

Neji's mother was so respectful to Orochimaru that she was almost afraid, not only because of Konoha Sannin's prestige in the village, but also because of the suffocation she exuded.

Before, I could still feel that this was a dangerous beast, but now, there was no breath at all, as if I was facing some kind of indescribable creature.

Horror spread uncontrollably in my heart.

But if such a person intercedes for the day difference, can he save his life?

Seeing Orochimaru sitting cross-legged next to Neci, Neci's mother hesitated to speak.

As if seeing what she was thinking, Orochimaru smiled strangely.

　According to the data released by the Ministry of Health of the People's Republic of China: the average size of a two-year-old boy is 88.5cm, and the height can reach one meter. Is it so powerful?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)