Chapter 167: Diaomin, dare to kill my horse! ! !
That night, after a fierce fight with several young women, Shinji went to take a shower. When he returned, he was the only one left in the room.
Although Shinji likes women, he always likes to sleep alone.
Shenji, who was suffering from kidney overdraft, covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep immediately, and then woke up at around nine o'clock in the morning the next day.
This was his usual schedule, but for some reason, he woke up unusually early today. It was not yet dawn, and the light in the room was weak and gray.
"What? It turns out it's not daylight yet."
The bleary-eyed Shinji realized that it was still dark and planned to continue sleeping.
however.
But he suddenly couldn't sleep.
The body was slimy, and the air had a strong smell of blood.
Shen Er realized something was wrong, he felt no sleepiness at all and felt nauseated.
The sticky feeling came from his body. He first pulled back the quilt, and then the room was very dark, but he could still see clearly what it was.
He suddenly opened his eyes to their maximum size, staring like bells.
red liquid.
Full of fishy smell.
That is blood.
There was blood all over him.
His chest felt as if he had been hit hard by a hammer. Shen Er was so surprised that he almost went into shock. He yelled "Ah" and rolled down from the bedside, looking embarrassed.
His shouts quickly attracted the servants outside the door, who opened the door and hurriedly came to the master, saw that he was covered in blood, and asked about the situation.
When he woke up early in the morning, Shen Er was very frightened. His voice was trembling, and he pointed to the bulge covered by the quilt on the bed: "There is something there..."
He felt that the blood on his body was probably flowing from that thing.
One of the servants took a deep breath, plucked up the courage, cautiously approached the quilt, and suddenly lifted it up with his hand. He was shocked to find that it was a head with a horn on the head.
After seeing the head clearly, Shen Er forgot his fear for a moment, and instead filled his pupils with blood. The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and he cursed angrily: Damn it, who dares to kill my horse! "
The head of the unicorn was cut off, foaming at the mouth, and the blood-stained tendons were violently in the air. It originally had a pair of beautiful big eyes, but now they have become dull and lifeless, like the eyes of a dead fish. .
His liver was shaking with anger, and it wasn't until he took a shower that he calmed down a little.
What kind of person could kill a priceless unicorn without even a warning beforehand?
To take such an action without even negotiating beforehand, or saying that there is no need for negotiation at all, is a naked release of a strong threat.
Being able to do such a thing shows that the person behind the scenes did not take the noble name seriously at all.
No, compared to the fact that the person behind the scenes didn't take the name seriously, what's really scary is that this guy was able to ignore the protection of the name, and directly killed the horse in front of his eyes without alerting the guards, as if he was in an uninhabited land. Kill them and put them on yourself.
If the other party really intends to kill him, wouldn't that mean...
Thinking about this result, Shen Er couldn't help it, his bones were cold and his hair stood on end, and he was terrified.
No, at this point, he could only discuss countermeasures with that man.
On the surface, Prince Huang Ren is Shinji's uncle. In fact, his true identity is that Prince Huang Ren became famous and gave birth to an illegitimate son.
Since Lan Ren had an unfortunate accident when he went to Konoha, Prince Huang Ren has shifted his focus to this illegitimate son.
Prince Huang Ren thought calmly: "Have you offended anyone recently?"
Shenji was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know what to say. It wasn't that he didn't know, but it was just too much. In terms of the bad things he usually did.
Prince Huang Ren continued to ask: "Has anything special happened recently?"
Shenji shook his head: "Same as usual, the only thing different from usual is probably an interview with the Third Hokage."
"Did he want anything from you?"
"It's not that important." Shenji told him about the last incident.
Prince Huang Ren said thoughtfully: "I think I probably know the reason."
"What..." Shen Er was stunned, slowed down for a moment, and widened his eyes: "What the hell, the unruly people dare to kill my horse."
Calculating the time when the Hokage and the others would return to the village, it matched perfectly.
Prince Huang Ren shook his head: "You'd better stop worrying about that horse and think about how to deal with that kid in Ghost Lantern City."
Shen Er said with a strong voice: "What else can be done? Of course, we will detain him until death and release him. This is impossible."
Huang Ren sighed: "I advise you to let him go..."
"why?"
"This incident is most likely caused by the Uchiha clan secretly. They are all a group of unruly guys. If you don't let them go, the one who cuts off the horse's head next time will probably be you instead of the horse's head." head."
Shenji said proudly: "How dare they? Aren't they afraid of causing a breakdown in the relationship between the village and the Country of Fire?"
"Why don't you dare? Have you ever thought about it, if someone uses the Sharingan to control you to release that brat next time, and then kills you, who will you talk to?"
Shen Er took a breath of cold air and said, "I'm not willing to give in..."
Prince Huang Ren sighed: "Just wait."
"What are you waiting for?"
"Wait until we find the right opportunity to launch a war to weaken Konoha's military strength, especially the Uchiha's."
"Then why not just cut their military spending."
"Forget it. If pushed too hard, there's no telling what those ninjas will do. If you cut their military spending today, someone might behead you one day."
Shinji:......
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The country of grass, the city of ghost lights.
Prison No. 9527.
Qing Pheasant lay on the hard bed. Before dawn, Qing Pheasant had already woken up.
With a clanging sound, the iron door was opened, and then a man's voice came: "Come out."
Qingzhi sighed and walked out of bed. I really don't know when this hard life of imprisonment will end.
"follow me?"
Aoki didn't think much and followed him silently, not daring to make any mistakes. If he dared to push more, this place was no better than Konoha. This stupid jailer really knew how to beat people.
He has seen the whole process of how many newcomers who have just come in have their edges smoothed out.
Following the jailer, Qing Zhi found that today's path was a bit strange, so he couldn't help but say something extra: "Where are we going?"
"I don't know, I'm just responsible for leading the way."
Qing Pheasant sighed, when can he come out?
Although the village will rescue him, how come it has been so many days and there is still no news.
I heard them say that as long as the murderer is caught, he will be released.
But the question is, where are you going to find the murderer?
How about I sell all the corners?
Qing Zhi thought about it and decided to forget it.
Kakuzu knows his secrets. If he betrays Kakuzu, not to mention that all his secrets may be exposed.
He might have lost all the emotional resonance he had gained from Kakuzu, and he would have lost a powerful shadow-level person who might have been tricked into working for him.
Just as he was thinking about it, Qing Zhi unknowingly followed the jailer into a door. The interior was neatly decorated.
This is the city lord's room.
The solemn man sitting in the office chair at the moment is the main person in charge here.
He saw Aoji coming and smiled slightly: "Congratulations, Uchiha Aoji, your village has come to pick you up."
A man's voice is by no means deep and pleasant, but at this moment, in Qing Zhi's ears, it is like the sound of nature, like a spring breeze.
The solemn man walked up to Qing Pheasant, cast the seal, and untied his restraints.
Suddenly, Qing Zhi felt his body light up, as if something was slipping away. At the same time, his body was filled with strength.
"I'm back, I'm back. I feel everything is back." Qingzhi cried with joy, opening his hands and embracing the sky.
"These are the clothes you came with." The city lord handed over a set of clothes, which were the same ones when Qingzhi arrived: "After changing, you can prepare to leave here."
Qingzhi took it with both hands, thanked him, and swore that he would never come to this ghost place again.
as well as……
A trace of cruelty flashed across Qingzhi's eyes.
He clearly remembered that when he met the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, the Daimyo clamored to commit seppuku and confess.
At that time, Qing Pheasant wanted to spray it directly.
He committed hara-kiri at every turn. He was just doing a part-time job while performing his duties. Those who didn't know better thought he was going to sell human organs himself.
Fortunately, he still endured it and came.
A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.
Qing Pheasant is a person who must be punished.
The level of the guards around the daimyo is too high, so it would be difficult to abduct him directly without exposing all his abilities.
But this does not mean that Aokiji will give up on becoming a famous person.
If the name is not good, then replace it with his favorite son.
After being released from prison, he went to Kakuzu to plan to kidnap the daimyo's son and extort payment.
For a daimyo's son, extorting 50 billion taels shouldn't be too expensive, right?
ps: The illustration explains the price.
In the dressing room, Qing Zhi changed his clothes and tightened his collar, which felt a little tight.
I have been here for a while, and my hair has not been cut for a long time. My bangs cover half of my face, and my hairstyle is gradually becoming patchy.
I don’t know if it’s because he’s caught up with his growth period, but Aoki’s clothes feel a little tight.
The weather when we left was the same as when we arrived, grey.
After leaving Ghost Lantern City, Qingzhi took a deep breath. This was the sweet taste of freedom.
