I Steal Development in Konoha

You sized it up, this clerk was not the one from last night, the girl with the round face last night, and the girl with the long face today, he nodded and asked, "I came here yesterday and wanted to buy the picture of the great roc spreading its wings in the middle of the exhibition hall. Your colleague told me to get the approval of the boss and let me come and have a look today."

Before the clerk could speak, the boss turned his head back, took a look at You, noticed You's forehead protector and what he was wearing, got up quickly, and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Ninja, I am the owner of this store. Boss, do you want the picture of the roc spreading its wings in the store?"

Advantages nod.

The boss of Huaniaoxuan showed a embarrassed expression, he hesitated to speak.

"Boss, you opened the shop to make money, right?" You replied with a smile.

"Naturally, I work hard every day, one is to earn a little money to support myself, and the other is to hope that I can make up for my shortcomings with diligence, gradually improve my painting skills, and become a painter who can be on the stage as soon as possible."

The owner of Huaniaoxuan knew that Yu was a ninja, so he spoke very politely. He didn't dare to neglect, and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Ninja, let's stop talking here, let's go to the reception room inside, some things are inconvenient Say it clearly."

The shop owner looked around, with a mysterious tone. Uchiha Yu always suspected that this guy was a spy. Could it be that there is something wrong with the shop owner?

Putting down the doubts in my heart for the time being, I nodded my head, walked through the exhibition hall with the boss of Huaniaoxuan, and entered the reception room.

The reception room of Huaniaoxuan is much bigger than you imagined. The area of ​​Huaniaoxuan outside is only about [-] square meters. Many paintings are crowded together, and the space is very tight. Even the clerk can only curl up behind the small counter. The reception room is unexpectedly large, with an area of ​​about seventy to eighty square meters, with two high-quality sofas and a low mahogany table.

The boss of Huaniaoxuan saw that You's expression was a bit unnatural, and smiled, "Please don't be offended, I occasionally create in this reception room, so the area is a bit bigger, you see."

With that said, the boss of Huaniaoxuan walked to the window at the end of the room, opened the curtains, and a row of easels appeared in Yu's field of vision.

There is a window behind the easel, through which you can see the corner of the commercial street. In the morning, there are no people in the commercial street, only some workers who carry goods are scattered on the street.

"My lord, please sit down, I still don't know how to address you."

The shop owner showed the easel a little, then quickly closed the curtains and asked with a stiff smile.

"Uchiha Yuu."

The answer was concise and clear, and Yu was not polite to the boss. He sat on the sofa, pointed to the opposite sofa and said, "You can sit too."

The boss of Huaniaoxuan moved his body, and his fat buttocks fell on the soft leather sofa. There were obvious dents on the sofa, "It turns out that you are from the Uchiha clan. You are really a distinguished guest. Please don't be offended by the poor hospitality."

You gave the boss of Huaniaoxuan a look to reassure him, "Don't flatter me, let's make a long story short, I have something to do later, just tell me, can this painting be sold?"

The owner of Huaniaoxuan hesitated for a moment, his face was troubled, and he finally sighed: "My lord, to tell you the truth, this painting is not actually my handwriting. The person who drew this painting is my friend and a strange person. I lived in Konoha for several years and left behind many paintings.

To be honest, his level is several grades higher than mine. If you use your ninja level as a metaphor, I may be a low-level ninja, and that person's drawing skills are at least high-level ninja.

Before he left, he left this painting to me, and told me that this painting can be used as a town house, can increase the source of blessings, and let me keep it safe.

Strange to say, since this painting was placed in the exhibition hall, my fortune has indeed improved a lot. The most direct manifestation is that I can occasionally pick up some loose change while walking on the road. Although it is not much, it can explain my My luck has indeed improved.

There are many other things that can show luck, so I won't list them one by one.

All in all, this painting is very precious, and it was left by a friend. Regular viewing is also very helpful to improve my painting skills, so I don't particularly want to sell it.

I think Mr. You is not the kind of unreasonable person. He should be able to understand me and hope to forgive me. "

"It's so exaggerated, can it really improve luck? When you say that, I think I want it..." Uchiha Yu rubbed his chin, showing an interested look.

The shop owner said with a wry smile: "Good luck is indeed good luck, but this good luck is not brought by the wind."

"How do you say this?" You felt a little strange. Could it be that this good luck has something else hidden?

The boss of Huaniaoxuan got up and walked to the door, locked the door, turned around and sat down, his expression gradually became serious.

Chapter 353

The clock on the wall was ticking, and the atmosphere in the reception room became a little delicate.

"Hurry up, I'm really in a hurry." Yu was a little impatient, he only went to work the next day, and he didn't want to be there too late, although Anbu didn't say that he was late, but Yu didn't want to leave a bad impression on the leader and colleagues.

The boss of Huaniaoxuan sighed, "To tell you the truth, this painting will indeed bring good luck, but luck does not come out of thin air. Every time a good thing happens to me, my close friends or relatives will A bad thing happened.

It can be said that my good luck is plundered from those close to me.

I didn't notice it at the beginning, but as time went by, things happened to my friends and relatives one after another. Some people suffered accidents, were injured physically, and some people lost business and everything went wrong.

It must not be a coincidence that so many people were unlucky at the same time, so I observed carefully and finally found a pattern. Once a good thing happened to me, a friend or relative of mine suffered a bad thing to a similar degree.

If I pick up money, one of my friends will lose money, and the difference between the two amounts is not too big.

I don’t have many friends, and their backgrounds are not very good. Except for my father who passed away early, there are only two cousins ​​left. One of my cousins ​​was killed by bandits when he went out to deliver goods last year, and his body can’t be found. .

Another cousin went blind early and disappeared inexplicably a few years ago. Fortunately, the luck brought to me by this painting is not particularly exaggerated. Most of my few friends are just a few minor illnesses. Worrying about their lives, they should have been used to it over the years.

But I still feel a little guilty, so every year I will take out some money and find various reasons to give it to them or spend it on them. "

I'm used to it... being your friend is really a high-risk job.You couldn't help complaining in your heart, and continued to listen to the boss of Huaniaoxuan.

"I say that, you should understand. I don't have any relatives or friends. This painting doesn't have much influence on me, but if it is bought by others, I can't afford it, and I can't guarantee that this painting will fall into someone else's hands, if the bad luck is worse, then it won't be a minor illness or disaster, maybe I will die."

The boss of Huaniaoxuan took out a wet wipe from his pocket and wiped the cold sweat off his face.

"Are you making up a story for me here? The more you say it, the more unreliable it is. If this is the case, why don't you burn this painting and what are you keeping?"

Yu leaned forward, and a powerful momentum pressed forward.

The owner of Huaniaoxuan trembled all over his body, and his hands were shaking violently. He looked at Uchiha Yu in horror, and hurriedly said: "My lord, everything I said is true. After all, that painting was left by a friend. No matter how you say it, it can't be destroyed. drop!"

"In that case, you can give me this painting."

You sat upright, with two pairs of eyes fixed on the boss of Huaniaoxuan under the black hair.

The owner of Huaniaoxuan was slightly suffocated, and the veins on his face were exposed: "I understand, my lord, I will draw it for you, here you are. Let me go."

Yu lost his momentum, and the boss breathed heavily, devouring oxygen greedily.

The boss speaks half-truths and half-false words. The things in the paintings should be true, but the things about friends and relatives should be fake. Although Sharingan is not turned on, You's dynamic vision is still very strong, and he can keenly capture the boss's eyesight. Some facial details.

When the boss told the truth, his eyes were forward, and his facial features did not move extraneously.

When telling lies, the nose will shrink slightly, and the eyes will sway from side to side unnaturally.

If you guessed well, the boss had quite a few friends and relatives, but under the influence of the painting, many of them lost their lives.

As for whether the guess is correct or not, you just need to ask the security team in charge of this area, and you should be able to find some clues.

As Anbu, Yu still has more intelligence channels. If you want to investigate a civilian, don't be too simple.

"How much did this painting earn you?"

You asked in an interrogating tone.

The boss of Huaniaoxuan had just struggled from the death line, and he replied tremblingly: "My lord, no, I really didn't make any money."

With erratic eyes and fluttering nose, you don't need to guess that the boss is still lying.

You didn't talk nonsense with him too much, walked to the opposite side, grabbed the sleeve of the owner of Huaniaoxuan, pulled him up from the sofa, took him out, and came to the center of the exhibition hall, in front of the picture of Dapeng spreading its wings.

The clerk standing behind the counter looked at Youhe and the shop owner's strange posture with a strange face, and didn't dare to say much. He watched his nose, nose, nose and heart, and his breathing became lighter.

When Sharingan was opened, Uchiha Yu found that there was a cloud of black mist on the painting. This black mist was swimming back and forth in the painting. It was so unpleasant. Suddenly, there was a feeling of being watched. It stopped moving and spun for a while. Yuu Uchiha.

It floated out of the painting and rushed towards Uchiha Yuu.

"How courageous!" Uchiha Yuu's three-hook jade eyes spun quickly, forming a straight-blade windmill, a powerful pupil force gushed out, and hit the black mist.

Heiwu let out a scream that only Uchiha Yu could hear, and suddenly shrank into the picture of the roc spreading its wings, and evaded everywhere like crazy.

"It's interesting, what is this thing? It seems to have self-awareness..." Yu observed for a while, and the power of his eyes and pupils was released again, rushing towards the picture of the roc spreading its wings.

"Don't..." There was a begging voice in Yu's mind.

It seems that we can communicate.You's thoughts fluctuated, his mental power unfolded, and he tried to communicate with the black mist: "What the hell are you?"

"I... I don't know either. I was born from the painting and coexisted with the painting." Hei Mist responded weakly.

The voice of the black mist still rang out from his mind, and the boss and shop assistant next to him didn't respond at all. It seemed that it was indeed a spiritual communication.

Born in the painting, survive in the painting, is the painting spirit?You thought silently.

"Hua Ling? Yes, I am Hua Ling." Hei Wu heard Uchiha Yu's inner voice and quickly responded.

"You are really climbing up the pole, let's treat you as a painting spirit first, what ability do you have?"

"ability?"

"Just what would you do?"

The black mist floated slowly in the painting for a while, and its voice sounded in Yu's mind, "I can only eat, eat the black mist on top of people's heads."

"Ah?" Uchiha Yu was stunned for a moment, and said, "You perform."

The black mist leaped out from the painting and landed on the head of the boss of Huaniaoxuan. Originally, there was nothing on the boss of Huaniaoxuan, but under the unremitting absorption of the black mist, strands of black mist with a lighter color floated out from the boss's head, melting Into the body of the black mist in the painting.

After absorbing it for about 1 minute, the color of the black mist in the painting became slightly darker. It hiccupped, and its body wriggled quickly, spilling out some pale white powder that only You could see.

The powder floated into the distance. The female shop assistant standing behind the counter got a little powder and suddenly sneezed. She touched the clerk's thigh, and she gritted her teeth slightly in pain, covered her mouth and cried out in pain.

The full black mist began to condense gradually, turning into a small ink-colored roc bird. You took a closer look and found that it was exactly the same as the roc bird in the painting.

Chapter 354

The black mist it ate should be bad luck, but what are those powders?Looking at the clerk's appearance, does it mean that it will be unlucky if it is stained?Looking at the direction in which the dust is flying, it seems that there is a purpose, is it directional?

You thought for a while, and asked Hua Ling: "How much can you eat a day?"

The painting spirit who turned into a bird opened his mouth, and the voice sounded in You's mind: "That point just now is enough for me to digest for a day."

"What good will you gain from eating that black mist?" You continued to ask.

"It can keep me in shape, and when I'm hungry, I'll gradually change back to my original shape." Pengniao finished speaking, vibrated her wings, left the head of the boss of Huaniaoxuan, and returned to the painting.

"What are those powders that you sprayed out after eating the black mist?" You kept following the Pengniao, and found that it was moving faster than in the black mist state.

"Powder... It's made from the black mist scattered on my body. After eating, the black mist on my body will overflow, revealing my original appearance." Hualing in Pengniao state replied.

No wonder it makes people unlucky. From this point of view, the black mist is a symbol of bad luck. Whoever touches it will be unlucky.Yu roughly figured out the number of ways to draw the spirit.

But there is another question, You asked: "Is the powder you spilled directional?"

"Yes, if I eat someone's food, the black mist that I spill will float to those who are close to him." Hua Ling's voice sounded in You's mind.