The Fog Hidden Ninja Village, located in the territory of the Water Country, on an island shrouded in dense fog all year round, is nominally a military organization belonging to the Water Country.

But in fact, there is a very clear boundary between the ninja village and the country.

Not a true affiliation.

From a purely economic point of view, the ninjas' money is earned by their own tasks, and the state does not give them any preferential treatment other than going out to trade.

There is no deep binding of interests, but the superficial cooperative relationship is the key.

It's like having a pet, you also need to bring a lot of pet food.

How can anyone bring their own food and be willing to be a pet?

The Land of Water and the Ninja Village, in terms of population, also have a certain segregation.

Ninjas generally only intermarry with ninjas, and ninjas in ninja villages rarely have any extra-economic dealings with the people of their country except for their tasks.

It's a bit reluctant to call them mercenaries, at least the mercenaries' families are still in their home country.

To sum up, ninjas can be seen as independent and independent forces outside the state.

A strict definition of a ninja might be more appropriate to call it an independent armed group.

……

It was still raining in the Fog Hidden Ninja Village today, and the two or three pedestrians on the road were in a hurry.

Only the rain smashed against the bricks, the floor, the hats of pedestrians, and the silent music of the performers.

Under the sound of the uproar, the whole village was shrouded in "silence".

One of the few lively places in the village is the tavern.

Alcohol is something that can be used both to ward off the cold and to escape from reality.

Therefore, spirits are just needed for the current Wuyin villagers.

The owner of the Fog Tavern was a sturdy old man with triangular teeth like steel nails, and he spent his days wiping his equally dirty wine glasses with an oil-stained rag.

After seeing the guests come in, the tavern owner listlessly greeted: "Guest, what to order?" ”

"Two glasses of spirits, one for freedom and one for the distance." The man under the cloak whispered.

The tavernkeeper looked up at the man in front of him, then consciously peeked at the portal with his peripheral vision.

After that, he scooped out the liquor from the barrel, poured it into the two glasses he had plucked from the wall next to him, pushed it forward to the bar, and said casually, "There is no one in room two, if you want to drink, go there." ”

"Thank you!" Under the robe, a pair of white and soft hands picked up two glasses of wine, turned around and walked to the narrow passage leading to the second floor.

The cloak is very bloated, and it is a natural camouflage tool.

Even the most graceful posture looks extra ordinary under its shroud.

People dressed in robes walk around the wooden staircase that has been deformed and rattled due to perennial moisture.

Eventually, stay in front of the room where the door number says number two.

"I'm bringing wine!"

Beneath the robe, a delicate female voice rang out, echoing through the wooden compartment.

A pale golden eye appeared in the cat's eye at the door, and the gaze of the eye swirled slightly.

It wasn't until he looked out of the robe, the hands holding the wine glasses, that the people in the room pushed open the door and pulled the people outside the room in.

in the room.

"Those old guys should slaughter them all when they have a nest of snakes and rats!"

"If killing can solve the problem, then what is the difference between us and those people? Chojuro: What do you think should be done? ”

"They're right."

“……”

The inside and outside of the room seemed to be covered with a layer of soundproofing barrier, and the chatter and quarrel could only be heard when the people in the robes entered the room.

Zhaomei faded her robe, and there were still water droplets on her graceful body outlined by the light blue one-piece dress.

Every move exudes a unique charm of immaturity and maturity.

It's a pity that in addition to Yingying Yanyan in the room, there is only one child and an old man, the former still doesn't understand the difference between men and women, and the latter is past the age of understanding these, and he can't understand it.

The Blood Mist Incident left few men in the Mist Ninja Village, and almost all those who could escape escaped, leaving only the elderly and children left.

So much so that women of the right age no longer have any hope for such a thing as finding a boyfriend.

Older women of her age are lined up in the village.

After Terumi sat down, the voice of discussion in the room gradually faded.

She looked at the photos placed in the room and the various materials that had been put together, and frowned, "Do those people from the Blood Mist Sect still want to continue the matter?"

Do you want to restore the previous events in order to seize power?

But the village has fallen to the point where it is now, and they are not a little ashamed? ”

Yuan Shi nodded and sighed, "I'm afraid so!" They believe that the reason for the decline of the village is that the means of cultivation are not enough, and it needs to be more ruthless. ”

"There are no more men in the village!"

"To be more ruthless, do you want to include women and children in the same shroud of blood mist?"

"Could it be that the purpose of them and the four generations of Mizukage-sama is to exterminate the village?"

“……”

In the room, the women were angry, and after the impotent rage, they were left with fear and powerless sorrow.

A few years ago, the temperament of the four generations of Mizukage Yakura changed drastically, and they established the cultivation of ninjas in the way of raising Gu, and the time lasted until the generation of Zai Bu and Oni Shark.

It wasn't until a year ago that the Ninja Seven were collectively traitors that this farce could not be stopped.

Now, the four generations of Mizukage Yakura are closed, but the high-level officials of the Fog Hidden Village who followed Mizukura before are revisiting the old things and want to rebuild the order of the blood mist.

And the reasons for these high-level Wuyin Village are also very "reasonable".

The failure of the blood mist plan to cultivate, this is "completely" not a problem of the plan itself, if there is a problem, it must be not strong enough, and it needs to be increased and more ruthless.

If anyone refutes it, because of this plan, the men in Wuyin Village have already been killed and injured.

Then these Wuyin Villages will also give a reasonable explanation, this is "completely" not a matter of planning, the men are killed and injured because there are few births, as long as the strong are cultivated and the village is stronger, the people will definitely prosper.

Anyway, in the eyes of these high-level leaders, the blood mist plan is completely problematic and perfect, and it is also a matter of execution to have problems, and it is necessary to increase the intensity of implementation.

The biggest problem in Wuyin Village is not that it encounters powerful enemies, but that there are a large number of people in the village who come to destroy the village in the name of a powerful village.

Sitting in a chair, Terumi tucked her trademark long brown hair in front of her.

She reassured, "Don't worry about it first, if nothing else, the four generations of Mizukage-sama won't continue the Blood Mist Project." ”

"It would be great if that was the case!"

"Do you guarantee the authenticity of the information?"

"Lady Terumi, did you get any inside information?"

“……”

Originally, as a ninja, he was taught to keep it secret since he was a child, so don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

But they were too scared of the return of the blood mist.

"Let's stop for a while, in fact, it's ......" Zhaomei waved her hand, suppressing everyone's voices, she wanted to speak and stopped, and finally took a deep breath and chose to answer everyone's questions.

Just before she was about to speak, the old man in the room, Elder Elder Master Wuyin, asked, "Do you really want to say it?" ”

Zhao Meiming nodded: "It doesn't matter, everyone here can be trusted, there are many people with great power, this matter has always to be made public, we have to unite the strength of everyone in order to rebuild Wuyin Village." ”

"Maybe you're right, in a blink of an eye, you're already a ninja on your own." Yuan Shi smiled with a charitable and gratifying smile.

After Terumi smiled lightly, her expression became serious, and she said, "There is one thing I want to tell you, in fact, ......"

Bang bang bang!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Is there anyone in the house? Your takeaway has arrived! ”