[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

After finally getting away from the group of enthusiastic women, I was sweating profusely from the heat, but I didn't care to wipe the sweat, and rushed back to my room as if I was running away.I can't help feeling that this is harder than asking me to do an S-level mission, these terrible women...

I silently adjusted my collar to prevent the tragedy of being almost stripped of my clothes just now.

When I went downstairs the next day, I found that the parading artist girls hadn't left yet, and my steps froze down the stairs.Fortunately, it seemed that Hanako had said something to them. When they saw me, the artist girls didn't pounce on me as they did yesterday. They just stared at me for a long time before looking away.

As long as they don't fight in person, everything else is fine. Even if I feel that my clothes are being ripped off layer by layer with their eyes, I feel that I can stand it.

The hotel owner didn't seem to notice the weird atmosphere in the lobby at all, and the old god was sitting at the door basking in the sun.It's not meal time, there are very few people on the first floor, except for two or three businessmen, those artist girls are lazily eating breakfast and chatting.

Many of them were holding long bongs. Thin blue smoke rose from the head of the bong, curled and curled, and finally disappeared in a spiral.

The air is full of the aroma of shredded tobacco and the smell of women's powder, giving people the illusion of being luxurious.

I walked downstairs cautiously, and after confirming that those women really had no intention of standing up again, I breathed a sigh of relief.Called a bottle of sake, I propped my head in a daze.

No quests, no killing, and all of a sudden I don't know what to do with myself.Is it necessary to drink wine every day and wait for Senju Zhujian and Quanna to build Ninja Village?

Glasses and bottles were brought up, but instead of the innkeeper, a woman brought them up.

I watched the artist girl named Hanako put the wooden tray on the table, put the wine glass and wine bottle on it, and pour the wine for me herself.

The thin liquid flowed from the porcelain bottle into the glass, and finally stopped at just the right moment - the glass was just filled with liquid, and the clear wine trembled slightly, as if it would be spilled in the next second.

"Thank you." I thanked her in a low voice, not knowing what she wanted to do.

Hanako sat down next to me, which made my body tense uncontrollably—because the stranger was too close.

Fortunately, she didn't lean her body up, otherwise I would have drawn the knife directly. The instinctive reaction of the body is sometimes faster than the speed of the brain.

Looking at her out of the corner of my eye, I found that she was staring at the red jade on my neck.

I thought I was careless, I put down the wine glass, and hid Gouyu in the skirt of my clothes.

"A very beautiful red gouyu." She admired softly.

I huffed noncommittally, watching her refill the wine for me before I could do it myself.

"I haven't seen you for about two years. I didn't expect to see you again." Putting down the wine bottle, Hanako lowered her eyes and smiled.

She didn't know why she didn't wear makeup today, and her dress was much more elegant than yesterday. There were no complicated flower hairpins in her bun, and only a simple and simple wooden hair comb.Without the cover-up, it can be seen that she has thick dark circles under her eyes, the deep blue color contrasts sharply with the plain white skin, and the fine lines around her eyes make her much older than when she put on makeup.

For a moment, I was a little uncertain about her age. She looked like a woman who was nearly 30 years old, but her movements and eyes were like a girl's.

Perhaps this is the ability to settle down.

I took a breath and realized that I was observing a woman I had never met so carefully.

After taking a sip of sake, I laughed secretly in my heart that I was really bored, and at the same time, my vigilance was stronger than before—why did this woman take the initiative to come over?Does she know who I am?She won't fail to see that I'm so indifferent, so why pretend I don't know?What is she trying to do?

Countless answers came out of my mind, all of which prompted me to pick up a knife and nip all uneasy factors in the bud.

The woman lowered her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking. While I was drinking, I had already put my hand on the handle of the knife calmly.

"I'm very happy." She said suddenly just before I was about to draw the knife, "I'm glad to see you again."

She raised her eyes, a pair of clear and clear eyes like spring water made my action of drawing the knife aborted.

When I looked into her eyes, I thought of the little fox, and thought of her coming all the way from home to the Land of Fire, looking at me from the cliff behind the Uchiha clan.

The murderous aura couldn't gather for some reason.I sighed, and moved my hand from the handle of the knife to the table: "What do you want to say?"

Hanako glanced at the long knife on my waist and smiled slightly: "Did you just want to kill me?"

"...so sharp." I sighed.

"After all, it is very dangerous for us to travel around the world to do business. If you don't have any vision, you will die." She suddenly tilted her head, "Did the jade just now be given to you by your lover?"

"Can you guess this too?"

"It's not guessing, it's with your eyes." She pointed to her beautiful eyes, "The rope tied with jade has faded, and you still refuse to take it off. The way you looked at me just now reminded me Who is it? Only a man who thinks of his lover will show such a gentle expression, let alone someone like you who often kills."

"Maybe it's a relative?"

"Well, it's also possible." Hanako smiled again, "But my first reaction was a lover, probably a woman's intuition."

I sighed, picked up the wine glass—she filled it up for me just now—raised my head and drank it down: "You are such a sensitive woman."

"After all, it's a business." She pinned a strand of her bangs behind her ears, stopped looking at me and stared at the floor under her feet, and said softly, "Even if it's a flesh and blood business, it's still a business."

"..."

"Ah, I'm not complaining about anything. Compared to those women who have nothing to eat and have to starve to death, I'm already very lucky." Hanako touched her face, "I'm already lucky to be able to survive with this face." Very very happy..."

I blinked and smiled at her side face: "Me too, it's God's blessing that I survived safe and sound."

"Oh, then why are you still so sad?"

I didn't expect that a random joke from my mouth would attract such a comment.Hanako rolled her eyes and looked at me again.

This old and young woman said softly to me, "You look even sadder than you did two years ago."

After leaving such specious words, she stood up and Shi Shiran walked away, leaving me staring at her back in a daze.

After a while, I raised my hand and touched the corner of my mouth, and turned to the innkeeper who had been sitting at the door basking in the sun: "Hey, do I look sad?"

The innkeeper didn't even open his eyes, his expression was serene under the golden sunlight.With his eyes closed, he said, "I don't understand. Only you, the guest, can know whether it's difficult or not."

I put down my hand and the corner of my mouth at the same time.

Me, are you sad?

Looking at the dust flying in the sun, I was lost again.

Three months later, the first ninja village was finally established——

Led by the Senshou and Uchiha clans, several other ninja families including the Hyuga clan, the Inuzuka clan, the Yume clan, etc. also joined in.

The name of the village is Konoha, which was proposed by Madara, and finally decided by Senshou Zhujian, implying that the trees are endless and the leaves are constantly growing.

I waved the Ninja Hawk to fly into the sky, and I burned the letter in my hand with the fire escape.

The white paper turned yellow and bent in the yellow flame, and Quanna's delicate and straight handwriting was finally reduced to a mass of ashes.

Sitting on the window, I blew off the embers in my hand, watching the gray dust fly up in an instant, and was blown into the air by the wind.

Ninja hovered above his head for a while, and found that I really didn't intend to call it anymore, so he could only scream and fly away helplessly.

Watching the psychic beast belonging to Quanna disappear into the sky, I jumped off the window sill, took out my clothes and changed into the kimono I was wearing in the hotel, with a kimono hanging around my waist, I shook the cloak over my body, turned and walked out of the room.

When I was looking for the boss to check out, he raised his eyes and looked at me: "Isn't the guest staying?"

I smiled at him: "No, it's time."

He didn't speak, and gave me the change, and just said slowly before I was about to leave the house: "Guests are welcome to come again next time."

I put on my hat, waved my hand behind me, and walked towards the Uchiha tribe.

According to what Izumi Shinri said, Konoha Village was built on the original site of the Senju and Uchiha tribes. When I was on the road, I was thinking that those Uchiha ancestors who were sleeping in the cemetery would never think that they would be a hundred years later. , there will be the Senju clan living in the Uchiha clan.

It wasn't until I saw the newly established Konoha Village that I realized that Quan Na's description was off.The village is not built directly on the land of the two ethnic groups, but new houses are built along the lower reaches of Nanhechuan.Thinking about it, there are so many people. Except for Senju and Uchiha, other ninja families have to move their addresses here. The original house is not enough.

When I arrive, the village will build a prototype, and this is with the help of Mu Dun's Senshou Zhujian. His ninjutsu is really necessary for killing people at home. A beautiful small wooden building was built.

Everyone was preparing for the founding ceremony of Konoha Village in full swing. A mixed patrol team of Uchiha and Hyuga clan passed in front of me. The people in the team were talking and laughing, as if their relationship had always been good.

Pulling down the brim of my hat and making sure that my transformation technique is fine, I mixed in with other ninjas who came to join in the fun and participate in the ceremony, and walked along the crowd to the village.Some houses along the way were still being built, and the newly erected wooden frame was surrounded by a few ninja's earth caves. Soon walls were formed, but one of the walls forgot to leave a window, and the ninja was laughed at by his companions.There are also some ninjas who are pushing a wheelbarrow, transporting cement and bricks. They run fast, and sometimes hit the crowd head-on to block the road. The house, running along the wall.

There was a string of black footprints on the freshly painted white wall, and the ninja who was in charge of painting the house waved the roller angrily, chasing after the ninja who had pushed the unicycle and shouting loudly.

A ninja from the Inuzuka clan walked past me with a group of large ninja dogs, each carrying a bag of tiles on their backs. Seeing us outsiders, the ninja dogs couldn't help barking , was scolded by the ninja of the Inuzuka clan.

In short, there are busy people everywhere, all of them have smiles on their faces, and their eyes are full of light, which is the light of hope.

I also noticed that every ninja who was busy building was wearing a weird thing - a rectangular iron piece was tied to a dark blue cloth strip, and a pattern was engraved on the iron piece, much like the existence of a family emblem.This thing is worn by ninjas on their heads, tied around their arms, around their necks, and some even wear it on their heads as a headband.

"What's that?" I casually grabbed a ninja from another country who also participated in the ceremony, and I saw that he was dressed as someone from the Land of Winds.

He glanced at the iron plate on my finger, and curled his lips: "The thing they made in Senshouzhujian seems to be called a forehead guard. It's to distinguish the ninjas of Muye Village from other people. Cut, it's really boring." Even so Said, but there was deep envy in his tone.

Forehead protection... To distinguish the ninjas of Muye Village from other people... I stared at the small piece of iron for a while, and then followed the direction of the crowd to the middle of Muye Village without knowing it.

There stands a tall building impressively, because of its tall floor, it is clearly distinguished from other surrounding buildings.

Senju Bashima was standing under the tall building, talking to a group of people dressed as nobles. I saw Madara holding his arms beside him at a glance, stopped immediately, took a few steps back, turned and walked in the other direction .

What I didn't know was that behind me, Madara suddenly changed his bored expression, stood up straight and looked at the place where I was standing just now.

His unusual behavior attracted the attention of Senshou Bashirama. He stopped talking with the envoy sent by the Daimyo of the Fire Nation, and turned to ask his friend, "What's wrong?"

"...No, it's nothing. Is the village safe?"

"Of course no problem. Led by Hinata Chiki and Quanna, ten ninja squads are constantly cross-patrolling to ensure the smooth progress of the celebration."

"Hey, why are you calling Quanna so intimately?"

"Hahahaha I called you by your name too, Madara."

"...Tsk."