Hokage: I became Hinata Hinata

The black mist spreads along the sea surface, and countries near the sea will inevitably be covered by the black mist. The Kingdom of Iron is such a country.

A mysterious black mist rises from the sea, swallowing up all the ships on the sea. As a result, various countries have issued sea bans one after another, and no ships are allowed to sail into the ocean without permission.

The sea ban did not have much impact on the life of the Iron Country. Their land was connected to the Fire Country, and their economy could always remain intact. Even when they were shrouded in black mist, they could rely on the Fire Country's support to get through the difficulties.

In the third month shrouded in black fog, Mifune, the general of the Iron Kingdom, was leisurely drinking wine at home, and his elderly wife was sitting beside him gently and kindly, adding wine to his glass.

Suddenly, a warrior rushed open the door in a panic and reported to him with heavy breath: "Second uncle, someone is dead!"

Upon hearing this, Mifune turned around and asked him, "How did you die?"

The samurai was hesitant and speechless, with an unspeakable meaning in his eyes. Seeing this, Mifune immediately lost his mood to drink, put on his samurai armor and carried his katana at his waist, hurriedly said goodbye to his wife and ran out of the house.

The Kingdom of Iron is a country of samurai, and the people here believe in the law of force, that is, whoever has the bigger fist is justified. Logically speaking, the death of an individual in such a country is not worthy of alarming the strongest samurai in the country, Mifune-sama.

However, this is a special order during the black fog period. The black fog obscures the sky, and people cannot distinguish between day and night. They are also deeply anxious about the unknown fear brought by the black fog. If this continues for a long time, the people of the Iron Kingdom may riot. .

If a samurai kills civilians in this tense situation, it will definitely become a fuse to ignite the people. Therefore, the smart Mifune has already issued an order: During the Black Mist period, private fights are not allowed, not even discussions, let alone taking action. Beat people to death.

Just a few days after his order was issued, a samurai came to report the death of someone. Wasn't this a slap in the face?

After leaving home, Mifune slowed down and asked in a deep voice, "Has anyone else seen it?"

When the warrior heard this, he knelt down and kowtowed and shouted: "No one, no one saw it. I really pushed him accidentally. Who knew he would break as soon as he touched it!"

It turned out that the reason the warrior was speechless was because the dead man was his own hand.

Mifune turned around and kicked him and shouted: "Take me to the scene and eat soft food without fear of hard food. If I hadn't been here, this country would have been completely defeated by you."

The warrior repeatedly begged for mercy and said: I didn't mean it.

Mifune ordered him to shut up, and the two of them walked in silence until they reached a trough. The samurai bent forward and pulled out the haystack, but unexpectedly, he fell to the ground with a sudden sound, and the straw in his hand was scattered all over his body due to fear.

Mifune flew forward and looked up. There was nothing under the haystack, except for a drop or two of blood left on a few weeds.

The warrior trembled and murmured to himself: "Why is it missing? Why is it missing?"

Mifune stared at the scene of the crime. There were only two people who had just stepped on the footprints here, and there was no third person. Looking sideways at the frightened face of the samurai, it didn't look like he was teasing him.

So, where did the body go?Was he taken away?Or go away on your own?

If someone takes you away or wakes up and leaves, what about the footprints?Mifune lit the fire and carefully inspected the scene. Sure enough, he found something wrong behind the small pile of weeds. There were a few bent weeds that were separated from their original places. Based on the traces of dragging on the weeds, Mifune predicted that this should be some kind of There are traces of reptiles, but why is there only this one?And, where is the body?Was it eaten by this unknown creature?

The two investigated again for a long time, but found nothing. Mifune frowned and asked the samurai seriously: "Are you really sure that man is dead?"

The warrior nodded wildly and replied: "Second uncle, it's absolutely true, my intestines are coming out!"

Mifune ordered in a deep voice: "Go to the scene of the incident."

The samurai got up and led the way. Mifune looked at him and shook his head. If he was not a blood relative, how could such a person be qualified to become a samurai?

Arriving at a hot spring house, the samurai turned around and walked into a nearby alley. It was in this alley that the samurai met the civilian. The drunk samurai used his status to speak rudely to the civilians, and even more It was to push him in the humiliation of the civilians who kept apologizing.

The warrior was dumbfounded by this push. What kind of person would be disemboweled by a slight push?But this happened to him, and he saw the civilian staggering and falling backwards under the force of his palm. The moment he fell to the ground, his whole stomach suddenly exploded, and something like intestines flowed out of his stomach.

The samurai was so frightened that he immediately ran away from the alley in fear. He didn't see clearly that the intestines crawling out of his stomach were actually tentacles like octopuses.

After the samurai relieved his fear, he was afraid of being severely punished by Mifune, so he returned with a straw mat, wrapped the body and hid it behind the haystack, then pretended to be a coward and went to plead guilty to Mifune.

Mifune walked into the alley, and the blood stains on the ground that had not been cleaned up indicated that something had happened.

"Strange." Mifune whispered, and the samurai's scream suddenly sounded in his ears again, and he looked up impatiently.

The warrior stood there, pointing with trembling fingers at the entrance of the alley, where a civilian carrying a wooden basin and his head lowered passed by.

The warrior trembled with trembling lips and said intermittently: "Second uncle, that's him, that person is him."

As soon as Mifune heard this, he tapped his toes on the ground, and in just a blink of an eye, he came to the civilian, raised his hand and tore off the civilian's clothes without any explanation.

The civilian covered his body with a stupid look on his face, bowed his head humbly and asked: "Sir, is something wrong?"

Mifune looked at his body up and down to make sure there was no trace of injury. He turned back to look at the samurai and shouted angrily: "Are you really sure it's him?"

The warrior shrank his neck in fear and ran forward to carefully look at the lowered civilian in front of him. The more he looked at him, the frown became tighter. He turned back cowardly and said: "Second uncle, the black fog is too thick, I actually didn't see clearly. His face, but they are really similar, and they feel exactly the same height.”

Upon hearing this, Mifune snorted with suppressed anger and walked home, and the samurai could only follow him in fear.

When they walked away, the civilian with his head lowered turned his head strangely 180 degrees to look at the two people's retreating figures. Not only him, but also the civilians on the street made the same action.

On the way, Mifune couldn't help but slapped the samurai. After his skin was beaten, Mifune shouted angrily: "Stay at home and don't go out these days."

The samurai endured the pain and kowtowed in thanks, and receiving this beating meant that Mifune had forgiven him.

The samurai got up and returned home alone. On the way, he touched his blossoming butt and cursed, not paying attention to the civilians walking in front of him with their heads lowered.

The two of them bumped into each other, and the samurai covered his buttocks and yelled, "That bitch without eyes!"

He was about to puff up his chest and bully others, but when he saw the face of the person opposite, he was so frightened that he didn't know what to say.

The warrior's pupils reflected: the head of the civilian opposite was split in all directions, and more than a dozen tentacles swayed towards him from the split head.

The samurai's eyes trembled. He recognized this person, the body he hid, and the civilian whose clothes were taken off by Mifune. Unfortunately, he recognized it too late.

A scream of terror failed to spread far from the black mist.