[Zhongzhu Hokage] There are always people who use mouth escape on me

Homura sent Rei Murashita back to her room,

"Is there anyone else who wants to go with you?" Homura looked at the size of Murashita Rei's room, and she was sure it could accommodate some people, but she couldn't take too many people with her because the goal was not obvious. "Including you, the five Personally, there is no way to do more.”

Rei Murashita was silent, and looked up at Homura for a long while, her eyes were firm and unquestionable, "Master Ninja, can you create a mess?"

Homura tilted her head, "What are you going to do?"

"There are thirteen of us." Rei Murashita showed rare tenderness and a little regret on her face. There were originally more than 20 of them. "If it weren't for them, I might not be able to survive, and I couldn't give up on them."

Homura's voice was soft, but the question she asked was cruel, "Even if you lose your life?"

"Even if you lose your life!" Rei Murashita's voice resounded. She was obviously a weak girl with no fighting power, but she had a firmer belief than a man with so much strength.

Rei Murashita took out a purse from a hidden compartment, "This is a reward, if it's not enough—" Rei Murashita gritted her teeth, as if she had made a decision, "I can stay with you for one night."

She had seen too many ninjas at Nakata's house. Those ninjas pursued money and beauty, and their obscene and evil eyes lingered on them more than once.

Trading one night for a lifetime of freedom is still a good deal.

Murashita Rei looked at Xiao Homura with burning eyes, watching every subtle expression on his face——except for her younger brother and her dead lover, she didn't trust any man, or she couldn't believe it.

Homura picked up the purse that Rei Murashita handed her, and weighed it, "You are much richer than your younger brother." Homura put the purse in her arms, and she accepted the money. Take it easy. "I'm not interested in women, and I don't mind if you ask for more money."

When Rei Murashita breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Homura gasp, "But..."

Rei Murashita held her breath.

"Don't show your hole cards when you're negotiating business with others next time." Homura raised her chin to Rei Murashita, "Tell me about the guarding power of the Nakata family!"

Rei Murashita looked at Homura, silent for a long time, then smiled softly, "Although I don't know your name, you are a good person."

Rei Murashita picked up the teacup, dipped her finger in the tea, and drew a picture on the wooden table, "This is the structural drawing of Nakata House, you can touch it with your finger, or you can allow me Draw a picture on the palm of your hand?"

"No, I can feel it." Homura's mental power can even distinguish the difference between ink marks and paper, and the tea drawn on the table can naturally feel it too. "The means of a ninja."

Murashita Rei didn't ask any further questions. Knowing that Homura could understand the map she drew, Murashita Rei quickly drew a few points on the wet tea map, "This is the distribution of guard ninjas."

Rei Murashita said what she knew with an expression so calm that it was almost cold, "I have tried, these points are the blind spots of their guards, if you want to kill Nakata, you can use these points."

A simple sentence of "trying" does not know how much effort it will take.

Homura feels that such a decisive and calm young lady, if she can refine chakra, she should also be an excellent ninja!

"Here." Rei Murashita tapped her finger on the desktop, "It may be the treasury of the Nakata family."

"Maybe?" Homura listened carefully.

When Rei Murashita heard Homura's question, she sighed helplessly, "I've never been close to it. It's just my guess that this is the treasury."

Homura nodded, burning the treasury was indeed a good way to divert attention, but she didn't intend to do it, the death of the head of the family was enough to cause riots.

"This is all the information I know, I hope it can help you." Rei Murashita straightened her back.

"After I create chaos, where are you going to gather?" Xiao Yan dipped her fingers in a little tea, and completed the gradually drying map on the desktop.

"Here." Rei Murashita pointed to a courtyard near the corner gate.

Homura nodded, and handed Murashita Rei a badge of "I am" that she researched together with Charles, "Here, take this. If my voice suddenly appears, don't be afraid."

Rei Murashita kept the "I am" badge close to her body.

"After leaving Nakata House, I will pick up your brother, and then..."

Before Homura finished speaking, Rei Murashita continued, "We will leave here and start a new life in another place."

Homura smiled softly, "Well, start a new life."

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According to the map provided by Rei Murashita, Homura successfully avoided the ninjas guarding the outside, slipped in quietly, and took off the blindfold. As long as her eyes were opened for a long time, the whites of her eyes would be covered with blood. It looks a little scary.

Homura's plan was to—

Pretending to be a ghost.

That Nakata, it's too cheap to kill him, she won't let him die in peace!

When Nakata was playing, those ninjas were guarding outside and would not come in at all.

Homura turned her clothes into beautiful furisodes, her hair was coiled up high, and all kinds of accessories were complete—it was not a fruitless few days in Youkou—then Homura hid on the beam, She watched Nakata play with a few women, throwing Senbon, which was barely visible to the naked eye, and extinguishing all the candles.

At the same time, the emblem of "I am" was quietly hidden in the women's clothes.

The "I am" emblem can control the behavior of the mentally vulnerable.

Nakata is a brutal person, most of the people around him are trembling, such people are the best to control.

Homura jumped down from the beam without a sound, and her mental power controlled everyone through the emblem at once, and no one screamed out of control—including Nakata.

Chakra's radiant light flashed around Homura, and in the darkness, only Homura's face was pale, his lips were as red as blood, but his eyes were closed and shed tears of blood stood out.

A piercing smile appeared on Xiaoyan's lips, looking at the immobile Nakata, she released her own slightly sweet original voice, "Master Zhongtian, Master Zhongtian..."

The woman under Homura's control echoed her voice with high and low.

In an instant, two dim candles lit up, but the people under control swayed like ghosts one by one and slowly walked towards Nakata. The flickering candles elongated the woman's shadow, forming layers upon layers on the wall. reflection.

Nakata wanted to scream, but it was useless. Homura was facing him, and slowly opened his eyes, but his blood-red eyes couldn't reflect Nakata's reflection. Homura looked like a fierce ghost who wanted his life .

"Master Nakata, are you afraid?" Homura said in a resentful tone, "You said that you like my eyes the most, and you want to keep them forever, but now I don't have eyes..."

Homura's voice suddenly became sharp, "I don't have eyes anymore! I don't have eyes anymore!"

As he said that, Homura stretched out his hand to Nakata's eyes, pinned his sharp nails on Nakata's eyes, oozing a little bit of blood and said, "Can you give this to me? Give it to me!"

The woman controlled by Homura laughed bitterly, and following her words, the whole room was like purgatory.

"Master Nakata, what's wrong with you?" A ninja's voice came from outside.

Homura tilted her head, still looking at Nakata with a gentle smile, but her mental power instantly controlled him. "My lord can't let others disturb us!"

Then Nakata found himself shouting uncontrollably to the ninjas outside, "Get lost! Don't disturb my interest!"

The ninja left soon - it was not like this before, the aristocrat's methods were so perverted that the ninja who was licking blood from the edge of the knife was in a cold war.

"Master Nakata, it's really cold down there! Come and stay with me!" Homura smelled a stench as he said that, this guy was so frightened that he lost control of himself...

Nakata fainted.

"Cut, useless guy." Homura raised his foot expressionlessly, and stomped on Nakata's lower body and torso. Nakata screamed miserably but couldn't make any sound, but woke up from the pain. "When I was eight years old, Ah Yin told me that if I met a wretched uncle, I would kick his counting stick! Don't you think so, Mr. Nakata?"

Nakata couldn't answer, but Homura didn't want to hear any more from him.

Homura controlled the girls to quietly leave Nakata's room, and then the shrill screams resounded throughout the Nakata house.

Homura retired.

Because of the bizarre death of the head of the Nakata family, the Nakata house was not at peace overnight. The ninjas running back and forth, the terrified butlers, and the heirs fighting for power and wealth plunged the entire Nakata house into chaos.

The next day, a bizarre rumor came out of the Nakata family. The arrogant and domineering Master Nakata died in his home wearing women's clothing. His eyes were gouged out, his fingers were broken off, and he was in a distorted state.

After inspection, it was found that the scars on Zhongtian's body were made by himself, without any external force.

However, according to the servants of the Nakata family, the wounds on Master Nakata's body are exactly the same as those of the dead girls.In this era of advocating ghosts and gods, people began to keep silent about Nakata's death.

As for those missing girls, who will pay attention to them?

Even if they noticed, no one had time to bother with them.

Xiao Homura left Nakata House with Murashita Rei, and all the girls realized that she couldn't go back—although Nakata died, the clansmen who sent them out would not have a good impression of their return, and even Because of Nakata's death, they would think she was causing trouble.

Homura wants to bring Masahiko Murashita out, and the group wants to leave this place where they were born, grew up, missed, but desperate.

Homura was peeling beans with Masahiko when Homura returned to the village, and a big man was sitting on a small stool with his legs curled up, looking a little cute.

Sensing Homura's presence, Tobima immediately raised his head, stood up immediately, and changed into his usual angry look, "Give me back the glasses!"

"Did you complain?" Homura asked curiously, and asked Masahiko to pack up quickly.

Feijian sneered, "Who would have such a strange hobby?"

Homura was a little disappointed and put the glasses in her little baggage. It seems that Tomona is the kind of person who won't complain about wearing glasses!

However, Homura still stubbornly added, "You think so much every day, you will lose your head if you don't complain! Then you can only use your fur collar as your hair, such a good fur collar as your hair That would be such a pity."

Feijian: Didn't you say that you will be abnormal if you don't complain, how did you become bald?

The author has something to say:

Flame: I worry every day that my future partner will be bald.

: melting

Flame: After nine years, I finally realized my dream of petting an orangutan!

I have to go home on weekends, it’s quite far away, there is something at home, the small theater will be suspended for the past two days, I want to save more manuscripts, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to update it in time.

After I come back, I will write more small theaters for everyone to make up for.

Sorry everyone~Bow~