[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

"Mirror, this is the mission scroll for this time, do you really not need other people's assistance?"

"No need, I'm enough alone."

"I didn't question your strength, it's just..."

"Okay, second brother, I can do it alone. You have become long-winded since you became the patriarch."

"..."

Putting away the mission scroll, I walked out of the patriarch's office (where the mission was released), squinting my eyes from the dazzling sunlight outside.

Raising my hand to block the too dazzling light, I walked towards the entrance and exit of the clan ground.The clansmen who met me along the way avoided and saluted. There was a group of little ghosts who were noisy and fighting with each other. When they saw me approaching, they were frightened and bowed their heads. They didn’t know how their parents introduced me to them. They saw me one by one. Scared like this.

I don't bother to ask anyone, I just feel that the clansmen are getting more and more boring.

The A-level mission I received just now is about ninjas from the Kingdom of Wind.A businessman's family was killed by a ninja hired by a business rival. The businessman was very angry and was willing to spend all his belongings to buy the opponent's head from Uchiha.

According to the information in the scroll, the guy who needs to be killed is just an ordinary person, but luckily, he escaped from the last assassination, and now he specially hired a group of ninjas from the Nation of the Wind to protect him from going to business.Our employer also had to find Uchiha in this situation after the last revenge failed.

Let me say that he should have asked us to assassinate him from the beginning, which would have saved a lot of unnecessary trouble.Although Uchiha's asking price is indeed higher than other families, but who told us that we are famous in the ninja world.You see, you failed to hire other ninjas, and you didn't want to find Uchiha in the end.

If you really want revenge, don't worry about the price.Whether it is life, money, or happiness, revenge can only be successful if you have the awareness to sacrifice everything.

I want to avenge my family, but I am not willing to sacrifice too much. How can there be such a good thing in the world.

According to intelligence, the businessman is preparing to enter the Land of Wind through the border of the Land of Fire, which is his hometown.If you really let him enter the Kingdom of Wind, it will be much harder to kill him.

Not to mention that it is easy to cause diplomatic problems in the enemy's country, but the fact that the strong dragon does not suppress the snake in the head determines that it is not a good idea to do it in the land of the wind.

Combining the enemy's advance route (Uchiha's intelligence is quite good) and the actual geographical situation, I finally decided to do it in a small town at the junction of the two countries.

Finding the location of the town on the map, I marked it with the charcoal at my feet, and I let out a sigh of relief.

Ambush the enemy, border town, these two factors are really familiar.

Familiar yet disgusting to me.

There is not a single former teammate left, but the enemy is still alive and kicking on the isolated island in the distant sea.

I once swore in front of Uncle Zhizhi's grave that I would kill any ninja named Asagiri in my lifetime. Now that Hui has been dead for five years, I don't know when my vow will be fulfilled.

Frowning, I took out three Bingliang pills and threw them into my mouth, crushed them, extinguished the bonfire, and jumped onto the branch to head towards the small town.Along the way, eating and sleeping in the open air, traveling day and night, and finally rushed to the destination before the enemy arrived.

It really deserves to be an important town on the border. It is not an exaggeration to say that the town is modest, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a "city" in terms of its prosperity and population.

Because it is a necessary place to travel between Fenghuo and Fenghuo, the traffic flow is very large, and the foreign population accounts for the majority, and the streets and alleys are full of bustling people.Commoners, businessmen, ninjas, nobles... Occasionally, ronin wearing plain clothes and carrying kimonos walked by.

To the west of the town is a vast expanse of yellow sand, while to the east is lush forests. With the small town as the dividing point, the east and west sides present completely different geographical features, just like the clothes of the city residents. The style is the same as the architectural shape, half of which is the unique wind and sand castle in the Kingdom of Wind, and the other half is the most common wooden building in the Kingdom of Fire.

After going around in a circle, I got a rough idea of ​​the situation in the town, estimated that the mission target would not arrive until tomorrow, and decided to find a hotel to stay in first.What is surprising is that there is only one inn in this bustling market town. It is a five-story wooden building standing in the center of the town. The boss looks like he is from the Land of Fire.Seeing that I was speaking alone and with the accent of the Fire Nation, he reminded me when I checked in: "If you are alone, you'd better be careful, people are coming and going in a mess in this town."

On this mission, I wore a loose combat robe as before and put a dark cotton cloak over it. I was wearing the hood on the cloak at the moment, which just happened to cover the broken woman on my back. Maybe the innkeeper In his eyes, he was just an ordinary person running around without knowing life or death.

I didn't make any excuses, and simply suppressed all the hostility on my body and smiled at the boss: "Understood, thank you for reminding me."

The boss picked a sunny room for me, and said that I can eat on the first floor, but I have to pay extra for the food. After running around for several days, my body is dirty and I eat Bingliang pills. At this time, I want to take a hot bath the most. Then eat something, I don't know how good the chef of this hotel is.

After taking a shower, I put on the black bathrobe prepared by the hotel, and after thinking about it, I took the Duan Po Whirling on the table before going out.This knife has been with me for so many years, and I have killed countless people. It is not visible when it is inserted in the sheath on weekdays. Once it is pulled out, it will reveal a fierce look, full of bloody smell. The middle-aged warrior said it was ominous. That's right, it likes to drink blood most when fighting, and it needs the blood of the strong to appease it, otherwise it will buzz and tremble and lose its temper.

I hung the knife casually on my waist, and I tucked my hands in the belt, and swayed downstairs with my wooden clogs.

When I walked to the first floor, I found that it was just time for dinner. The hall was almost full of people. Through the wooden window, I could see the red sky outside and a fire cloud burning in the west.The afterglow of the sun behind the clouds emits golden light, and the red and gold are intertwined, which is a very magnificent scene.

I didn't notice it when I was on the road, but now I realize that the air here is much drier than in the ethnic group, perhaps because of the desert, the wind has a sharp and dry breath.

Kicking and walking down the stairs, I folded my arms and looked around. It was full of people, and foreign guests kept coming in.In the end, the boss found out that I was looking for a seat, so he took a seat for a customer who had just left the table for me, and asked me to sit down and asked the waiter to clean up the table.

The other three people who shared the table with me were dressed as entertainers, and so was the table next to me. They seemed to be the type who walked around to win business. Everyone was dressed in bright clothes, and their high buns were black and shiny. Flower hairpins that match the color of the clothes.The person sitting across from me is wearing a red-faced and white kimono, the flower hairpin is correspondingly red and white, a thick layer of mascara is applied on the face, and bright red cinnabar is painted on the lips. With jet-black pupils, I really can't tell whether she is pretty or not.

I have always been in contact with female ninjas with plain faces. It seems that they have completely lost their ability to appreciate normal women. In my heart, the lovers who died five years ago are the most beautiful. Other men applaud various types. It looks pretty much the same to me.

The woman on the opposite side noticed that I was looking at her, lowered her head, and turned her heavy black hair to me.Her companions covered their mouths and laughed, and one of them, who was more lively, asked me, "Are you a tourist here?"

I looked at my attire, the hair that had just been washed and hadn't been dried was hanging wet on my shoulders, the kimono was not neatly dressed, the skirts were a bit messy, the broken waist was blocked by the table, and I squinted my eyes with my hands in my sleeves. The appearance of waiting for food may really look like an idle tourist.

Seeing that I was silent, the artist girl Zhi exchanged glances with her companion, and introduced herself, "My name is Xuezi, and this is Mengzi and Hanako."

Hanako is the woman sitting across from me, she hasn't raised her head until now, she seems very embarrassed.Compared with her, her companions are much more cheerful, even a little too cheerful.

I heard these two women chattering, and the girls at the next table noticed the commotion and came over to join in the fun. They opened and closed their mouths at the same time, and suddenly this place became the noisiest place on the first floor.

And because they were all beautiful girls, the men at the other tables couldn't help but turn their eyes to this side.

I gradually recalled that these women seemed to be talking to me, but in fact they were undoubtedly flirting with all the guests. Seeing them flamboyantly flaunting their heads and posing, I couldn't help feeling that I really deserve to be a person who makes a living by doing this. Professionalism Really high ah, always do not forget to do business.

I heard the old man say before that since ancient times, there have been two professions that have endured for a long time, one is a prostitute and the other is a killer.Really speaking, our ninjas should be counted in the latter subcategory.In this way, it can be seen that human beings are basically composed of *.

Hate is also a kind of *, and there are many others.

I sighed, and the other women were so happy to chat that they didn't notice, but the person sitting across from me who had kept his head down suddenly raised his head and looked at me: "Why are you sighing?"

I froze for a moment, I didn't expect that she would take the initiative to talk to me.

"It's nothing, just sigh if you want to sigh."

"You are still so young, do you have a lot of worries?"

I looked at her, feeling a little funny, what kind of person am I in her eyes?How can a person be carefree at a young age.

The answer is clear.

"I thought a kid from a rich family like you could always get what he wanted without any worries." Said the woman with heavy makeup sitting in front of me.

For a while I was dumbfounded.

Taking advantage of the time when the other men were being led away by the attracted men one by one, I smiled at her: "I'm not a son of a rich family, I'm a poor man who works for the rich."

She opened her mouth and before she could speak, the boss brought out a large bowl of steaming noodles.

I clasped my palms together, held the chopsticks in front of my chest, and said, "I'm starting."

In the hot air, the face of the woman opposite seemed to change. She looked at me, hesitated to speak, and finally sighed.

It looks very sad and sad.

But what does this have to do with me?I lowered my head and concentrated on eating my noodles.

It wasn't until the crowd around me cleared up and the woman on the opposite side also went upstairs that the boss came over and joked to me: "Guest, you are so charming."

"What?" After eating the noodles, I ordered another small bottle of sake and drank it slowly.Hearing this, he looked up at the boss, and he winked at me: "Don't pretend to be stupid, I've been here for so many years, and I haven't seen many handsome men like you. Hehehe, you may not believe it, I'm young It was also very popular with women at that time."

I didn't expect that one day I would be evaluated as being able to please women. Speaking of which, I have heard others evaluate that the appearance of the Uchiha clan is quite good.

But ah, what's the use of looking good.I raised my head and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

When it's time to die, it's still time to die.