Chapter 167

Wuyin village.

Four generations of water shadow in power, did not appear in Qiyu's memory of the "blood fog of the government.".

And as a human pillar force, yakura more understand the importance of those blood after the family.

This world is not the world of ordinary ninjas, but the world where blood is the master and blood is the master.

Of course, among all the shortcuts to becoming a strong man, renzhuli is the first level, and the second level is Xueji ninja.

As a result, Yancang, which is dedicated to rectifying the village, has not added any policy to persecute the blood following ninja. Instead, it has set up many preferential policies, so that the blood following family can get enough preferential policies.

However, people can not be too kind, you are always so tolerant of a person, so magnanimous, but there will be great hidden danger.

Always good to him, he will feel that all this should be, when you no longer continue to be so good, he will feel uneasy, even dark born mustard.

Water shadow building.

Yancang sits on the seat, beside him is Zhao Meiming, who is a water shadow assistant.

They have known each other since childhood, and they are even childhood friends. However, yakura is older and plays the role of elder brother.

At this time, the arrow warehouse turns over to look at the document on the table, but the color of impatience on the face, who can see.

"Alas..."

For a long time, Yancang really couldn't bear it. He put down the document and sighed.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Meiming looked at the manicure she had done yesterday and asked absentmindedly. She didn't think there was anything she needed to worry about. Anyway, there was big brother yakura.

Wuyin village, in this life, has not been closed.

After the truce with Muye, they soon began to communicate with the whole forbearance community normally, with constant business contacts.

Because there is no large amount of money to maintain the daily expenses of Daming, Wuyin village also attaches great importance to self-development.

Compared with shayin village, Wuyin village is much better.

The name of the country of wind directly assigned all the tasks that should have been assigned to shayin village to Muye village, and usually no longer allocated funds to shayin village to maintain their daily life.

Although the battle between Wuyin village and Muye village failed, he was also very unhappy. However, the funds that should be given to Ren Village were not cut off. Instead, they were reduced to show his dissatisfaction.

Yancang, as a human pillar, is dissatisfied with Daming's practice, but he has nothing to do.

Rencun is a tool for Daming to serve. Daming has absolute capital control.

"When this month's financial report comes out, don't you look at it?"

Yancang claps his right hand on the table. His purple eyes catch a glimpse of zhaomeiming's fiery red manicure. Suddenly, his teeth hurt for no reason.

"Aren't you brother yakura Zhao Meiming raised her head and showed her mature face. Her wine red hair gave her a certain charm.

"Let's not talk about that. The atmosphere in the village is very strange recently. Keep an eye on it."

Yancang nodded. He knew that the woman didn't like the tedious work of reading documents.

"Well, I know why. Maybe you've been busy lately."

According to Meiming, he began to take it seriously. He sat up and looked at Yancang.

"That race, can't be avoided?" Yancang looked at zhaomeiming, and the light in his eyes became deep.

"Hum, a group of mentally retarded people whose brains are filled with bones can't reason at all!"

Zhao Meiming snorted coldly, like disdain, and his face was full of coldness.

"Tell the secret department to be ready. I don't like to see unnecessary casualties!"

Silent for a long time, Yancang goes to the window and looks at the prosperous village outside.

No one can destroy such a peace. Anyone who dares to stretch his paw will blow his head!

Yancang is also ruthless. As Shuiying, he is also decisive and dare to think and do!

……

It's a dark dungeon. Damp and cold are the main themes here.

In the deepest part of the dungeon, there is a narrow cell.

The prison gate is a strong iron pillar, which makes people feel that it can't be destroyed.

In the shadow of the cell, there was a thin figure. He squatted in the corner, holding his knees and burying his head in his thighs.

This child has white hair, but because of staying in such a place for a long time, many hairs stick together and look very embarrassed.

As a child, he is seven or eight years old, but due to long-term malnutrition, his development has been limited.

Perhaps it was because he was used to such an environment that junmalu held himself and did not make any sound.

For a long time, junmalu raised his head and showed his pale face. There were two red dots in the center of his eyebrows, and the uncommon green pupils.

"It's time for dinner, isn't it?" Jun mariu's eyes were full of thinking, and he seemed to be looking forward to it.

From a very young age, he showed his family's unique blood boundary and was locked up here.

So when he was very young, he began to think about himself, why he was locked up here, and what he should do, which were some irrelevant questions.

Creak! Thinking time, the prison door was opened, into a very rough man.

Men's dress is very similar to junmalu's, and there are two red spots in the center of eyebrows.

At this time, the man was carrying a big plate with some food in it, something that junmalu had never eaten.

In this cell, junmalu ate only one kind of food, rice balls with damp and musty smell.

He had some difficulty in swallowing, and his eyes were fixed on the uncle who was delivering food to him.

"Junmalu, this is your food for today. After eating this meal, you should have enough strength to participate in the carnival at night!"

The man threw the plate in front of junmalu, with indescribable Madness on his face, just like a mental patient, knowing that he would be able to leave the hospital immediately.

Junmalu didn't speak, his eyes were on the food on the plate.

He doesn't care what's going on tonight. As long as he has food, he feels happy.

"As a weapon of the bamboo taking clan, tonight is the time for you to show your sword. Eat all the food and have a big fight!"

The man looked at junmalu, turned his mouth up, and finally turned and walked out.

This time, when he left, the door was not locked.

Jun mariu was stunned and looked at the man leaving. He had some doubts in his heart.

Why have never seen delicious, why not continue to lock him this time.

These two problems were soon covered up by the smell of the food in front of him. Junmalu grabbed the delicious food on the plate and began to put it in his mouth.

No matter what is next to meet him, he will finish all these things.

At this moment, there was a relief in junmalu's heart.

……

Outside Wuyin village, a snake coiled in the grass, sniffing its letter.

The whole body is snow-white, with delicate scales all over the body. This snake is not big, which is very similar to the pet snake in Qiyu's memory.

This snake has a golden vertical pupil, through which it can read out the humanized look in its eyes.

"After waiting so long, is it time to start at last?"

The snake began to climb far away, and the night began to fall. The drama about Wuyin village also began to enter the orbit.