[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

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I shook my head and showed my Sharingan: "Just based on this, I can guarantee that they will come after me instead of you and the captain. [Feng/Huang/Update please search //ia/u///] "

"... There are two people on the other side, what if they track them separately?" Hui is still unwilling, so I don't understand. What's so arguable about this kind of sacrifice? Is it not good to live?If it wasn't my fault this time, I wouldn't take the initiative to die like this.

As for his question, I have also considered it: "Do you think they will take the risk of letting go of a pair of priceless Sharingan?"

I think it's ironic. When the little man wanted to goug my eyes, he said that he was coveted because Sharingan was very valuable. This reason made me very unhappy. Now I have to use this reason to persuade my companions to let me die. .

Both happened on the same day before and after, but the plot could not be reversed any faster.

Hui fell silent, picked up the captain on his back, raised his eyes, tears welled up in his eyes: "You must survive!"

I'll never understand how these people's tears can come out like that, and isn't that bullshit, and if I survived, of course I would.Ignoring him, I took a deep breath and prepared to step out of the dark alley with the determination of a strong man breaking his wrist.As a result, at this moment, I heard footsteps behind me.Hui heard it too, because he and I turned around at the same time.

Now the nerves of both of us are tense to the extreme. When we first heard the unexpected noise, we took out the kunai one after another and almost threw it out.

Fortunately, I have quick eyesight and quick hands, and found that the person who came was someone I knew, so I immediately pressed Hui's hand next to me to prevent a tragedy from happening when his hand trembled.

Sure enough, Hui, who was slow to recognize the other party, yelled, and the hand I held down trembled subconsciously: "It's you?!"

Standing behind us turned out to be the little beggar who begged Hui at first!

I saw that he was still dirty, wearing a vest made of rags, his hair was long and messy, and his body was small and thin.But I believe that Hui and I are no better off than him right now, maybe worse, after all, we just walked through the garbage dump once.

The little beggar obviously recognized the two of us, showing a hesitant expression: "It's you...are you hiding from someone?"

It was really a life-saving situation, and I saw hope in Hui's eyes: "Can you help us?"

Ten minutes later, Hui and I huddled together in a dark and cool cave, with the still unconscious captain lying beside us.The little beggar stood at the exit of the cave a few steps away, and told us: "Don't poke your head out, I'll go out and see if the two ninjas you mentioned have left."

Hui was so grateful that he almost cried, nodding his head again and again to promise that he would never poke his head or run around, so he almost made an oath together.The little beggar walked away cautiously.I saw his thin and small back blending into the light outside, and then I looked away to look at the temporary shelter.

This should be some kind of underground storage room in disrepair. The stairs leading to the house above are sealed off, and the wall on the left has collapsed and a large hole has been opened through which we entered just now.In the corner of the storage room was a bed made of straw, and a quilt that was so tattered that the gray-black cotton inside was exposed.Opposite the bed was a wooden table with two broken legs that fell to the ground. The captain was leaning on the table now. There was nothing else, except that the big hole was surrounded by walls made of stones. Overgrown with moss.The whole room was dark and damp, and the stone slab above the head still had crumbling drops of water. I even saw a few white mushrooms at the bottom of the wall. It is a miracle that the little beggar is still alive and kicking in such a poor place.

Hui sat down next to me, leaned his head back on the stone wall and smiled at me triumphantly: "My decision before was correct."

"What?" I didn't respond for a while.

"It's the one who gave the money, and the captain wanted to kill him. Fortunately, I gave the money, and now I really got a reward." Hui smiled happily, "There are still many good people in this world. You and the captain should not think of a commoner. So bad."

I snorted, folded my hands around my chest, closed my eyes and fell asleep: "This time it's a real beggar, what if it's a fake next time?"

Hui paused and sighed: "Why do you have to think about the situation so badly?"

I didn't answer, and he didn't know what to say for a moment after he sighed, and the room fell silent.

Before I could close my eyes and relax completely, I felt a strange movement. When I opened my eyes again, I found that Hui opposite me had the same reaction as me.That proves that we heard correctly, there are indeed footsteps getting closer, and the sound is coming in our direction.

Just as he became nervous, there was another coughing sound behind him, and the nervousness was replaced by excitement.

I turned around and saw the captain standing up halfway, looking at me: "Mirror? Hui? Where is this?" His lips were very pale, probably because he lost a lot of blood when he was seriously injured before. Not fully recovered.In the past, he would definitely jump up and take out the unguarded as soon as he woke up.

I walked over to help the captain up, and briefly introduced him to his coma situation, of course I concealed the part about the little fox.

The captain frowned after hearing this, with puzzled expression on his face: "There are only daily necessities in the car, so why did they use such a big force...why..."

At first I thought the little fox was the "item" they really wanted to transport, but because of the arrival of the pursuers, I began to suspect that it was with the enemy, and of course it might have both.

I couldn't help but smile wryly. It's rare to be a good person once. Is it necessary to lose face like this?

I just thought this way, and the facts seem to prove my idea, good people really don't get rewarded.Because the footsteps that Hui and I heard before revealed Lezhen's face, it was the little beggar and...

The two Jounin of the Asagiri clan who followed him.

Pointing at the three of us, the little beggar said to the two ninjas behind him, "That's them."

The two jounin threw a bag of coins to the little beggar, who took the bag and ran away without even looking at us.

Seeing this, I turned my head to look at Hui. He was obviously dumbfounded, his expression was blank, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open. He wanted to shout but couldn't.

What can I shout, I helped you before?Asagiri's Jonin helped him more, more than ten times the money he gave.

This time it was my turn to sigh.Standing up on my knees, I was stopped when I took a step forward, and the captain also stood up: "I'll go."

I said nothing and looked up at him motionless.

The captain didn't even look at me, and all his attention was on the two jounin standing at the door, his voice was very calm: "I accidentally got hit by the Asagiri jōnin who had the blood continuation limit, but this time it won't happen. Go back and tell the clan that the Chaogiri Clan’s blood succession boundary can atomize a part of the body, and if you inhale a little of that mist, you will be unconscious for a long time.”

Before I could answer, a person on the opposite side laughed bitterly: "You told them all the news, do you think we'll let them go?"

The captain also laughed, he is a very serious man, very similar to my father's personality, usually calm, but now he smiles with a sneer, with a vicious expression in his expression: "You can try to stop it live."

After saying this, they fought.The speed is extremely fast, and I can't keep up with the movement without opening Sharingan. I can only feel the figure shaking in the air, and the kunai jingle. As soon as I pull Hui, I rush towards the door from the side.The journey was extremely smooth, and the captain stopped the two jounin with his own strength.

I don't know how long he can last. After all, he still has a wound the size of a bowl on his back, so he can only rush out of the town with all his strength and flee to the clan.

I don't know how far to go in one breath, I just know that I dare not stay, I can only try to hurry up and hurry up.

The wind made my eyes sore, and physiological tears filled my eye sockets. I gritted my teeth and ignored my body's protest, and increased the speed again. This time, it was so fast that I even had the illusion of difficulty breathing.

The two jounin never came after them, but the captain didn't show up until we saw the guard at the gate of the clan.I stopped, holding on to the trunk next to me, my legs softened and I almost fell off the branch.Hui also stood beside me panting heavily, and asked me while panting: "Did the captain sacrifice himself?"

I heard that his voice was hoarse and abnormal, and when I turned my head, I saw his eyes were red and tears were streaming down his face.

Hui stared at me, cried and asked again: "Is the captain dead? I killed him?"

I turned my face to the other side, and my eyes were accidentally blinded by the sand, otherwise I would have burst into tears: "No, I killed him."

"Stop!" Another voice sounded at the end of the corridor, it was Hui.The next chirping sound was Yazhi's voice, and she gave a short drink, a silver light streaked across the darkness, and the crisp sound of metal impact was heard far away in the quiet night.

Seeing that my companion had made a discovery, I didn't delay any longer. I stepped on the wall next to me and jumped into the air to cut off the thin line above my head. As expected, the red kimono in front of me fell to the ground.

Holding Kunai, as soon as I landed on the floor, I saw a man rushing towards me in a panic.Judging by his attire, he wears a battle armor on the outside, is lined with civilian clothes, has bandages on his legs, and holds a strange gun in his hand. He should be called a wandering warrior.

Originally, before Ninja appeared, ninja and samurai were two hired professions that went hand in hand. Even because samurai had a higher positive attitude than ninjas in combat, they were more popular among daimyos on the battlefield.Until the Sage of the Six Paths appeared and passed on the method of refining chakra to the ninjas, the strength of the ninjas has grown by leaps and bounds, and the strongest among them has the power to move mountains and seas, and the balance gradually tilts towards the ninjas.One goes up and down, the profession of samurai gradually declines, except that the asking price is cheaper than ninja, and they are more unscrupulous in order to achieve their goals. They can't find a better way to attract employers.Despite this, there are still a large number of samurai who can't find employment and wander around every year. These wandering samurai are collectively called ronin.

Rogues don't do production, and don't settle in any place. They usually roam the world with their sword skills and guns. When they have no money, they take simple tasks.But no matter how drunk they are, they will never forget that their current tragic experience is mainly due to ninjas.That is us.

The ronin rushing towards me should have been planning to run away.As a result, after seeing my attire clearly, his face changed, and the anger of hatred was ignited in his eyes.This anger ignited his rationality, prompting him to stop, spread his legs apart, and point his arms at me: "Brat, how dare you trouble us..."

I turned my wrist, turned Kunai in a circle, shrugged my shoulders and stretched my muscles and bones: "Obviously you are the ones who cause trouble for others first. It's fine if no one lived in it before, but now the new owner wants to move in, you still have to play tricks , Even the Onmyoji was injured."

I would say it's the stupidest thing to do.They thought they could continue to live in this house by driving away all the onmyojis?Without Onmyoji, there are still ninjas. Even without us, there are other people. Master Shancha bought this mansion not to keep it beautiful, but to keep his lover!

I heard that his father, the daimyo of the Fire Country, never valued his son, and probably wouldn't give him much money. The money to buy the house is not too much, and probably not too little. How could Mr. Shancha be willing to put this Throw the money into the water without even a splash.

If I were them, I would choose an onmyoji to cooperate with him, take a sum of money and fly away, there will always be another place to live in the world, when the time comes, the onmyoji will get the name except "evil ghosts", and they will be in the village Li ate and drank for a while and got rich, and Master Shan Cha got the mansion to make his lover happy. Isn't this a happy scene for everyone.

Obviously the ronin didn't know what I was thinking.He stared at me warily, and when he looked at me, he flew into a rage: "What kind of eyes do you have! Are you looking down on me? Ah!" Then he rushed over.

I smiled, turned over and rolled over his blade: "Uncle, you are very angry, I'll just talk about it."

The three Kunai Chengpin shot straight at the opponent's door.

Ronin seemed to be quite strong, so he took down my three kunai with a knife, but just after he finished, several shurikens came spinning and piercing through the air.

In fact, he still has the upper hand. The task only says to find out the cause of the haunting, and if it can be solved, it will be solved. If it can't be solved, it will not affect the completion of the task, so killing the other party is not necessary for me.The most important thing is that ninjutsu, which is the most lethal to ninjas, cannot be performed here at all. If I burn down the house with a fire escape, wouldn't the employer want to kill me in turn?

Thinking about it this way, the movements of his hands became a little slower, but the other party's eyes were good, and he found this flaw right away.

I saw a cold light flash in the bearded ronin's eyes, and his face was cold and solemn: "Here!" The blade deflected, and a cold light like autumn water enveloped his head towards me.

I raised my head, and the blade as thin as a cicada's wing in my sight was getting bigger and bigger in front of my eyes, and I immediately raised my hand to seal——

With a puff, □□ split a piece of wood in two.

I stared at the neck and the position of the main artery on the neck, which was close at hand, and greeted the person whose back was facing me with a smile: "here."

Then, taking advantage of the moment when he turned his head subconsciously, he waved his hand and chopped it down.

I wiped the blood off my face, picked up the gun that fell on the ground and weighed it.This knife is quite sharp, but it is a bit heavy for me.The body of the knife was covered with the blood of the original owner, and the guard on the handle was also old, covered with dirt and sweat, making it look dirty.Although I was picky in every way in my heart, I held it in my hand and waved it in the air, and the sound of piercing the air was rustling, but I couldn't help seeing Lie Xinxi, sheathed the knife and carried it behind my back.

As soon as he adjusted his position, Hui jumped from the yard to the corridor, and without taking off his shoes, stepped on the smooth wooden board all the way to the dirt, which made my heart hurt a little.He didn't notice it, and when he saw me and the corpse under my feet, he jumped back in fright: "Jing, what are you doing!"

"What?" I was baffled, feeling that my face was still sticky and uncomfortable, so I wiped it again.