Sato relied on his ninja intuition to conclude that this was extremely useful news. He hurried back to the Zhenhai base camp and told Hattori Zenkura this information and what he saw and heard at the martial arts field.
After listening to what Sato said, Hattori Zenkura was not interested in the big formation and the bamboo poles. He only listened to the meeting in the Kowloon Tavern and suddenly became interested.
Of course people go to a pub to drink, and when two people drink, it is inevitable to say something. The more they talk, the more they drink.
Once this person drinks too much, he will inevitably become drunk, and when a person is drunk, his mind will inevitably be a little confused.
"Sato, your news is very useful. This weekend we will go to Jiulong Mountain Waterfall to ambush and recruit twenty of our best players." Hattori Quancang paused and continued, "Sign up forty of our best players and then send them out."
It's better to lay an ambush in the tavern, this time I'm going to bring a piece of wormwood in the snow with me."
Sato was startled and asked, "Teacher, is it really necessary to bring a piece of wormwood to the snow?"
"That person is not simple, we have to be sure." Hattori Zenkura said, looking out the door, two cold rays of cold light shot out from his small eyes.
This piece of artemisia on the snow is the most bizarre and cruel poison in Fuso country. This poison grows on the top of the inaccessible snow-capped mountains of Futu Mountain. Legend has it that it blooms once every hundred years, and only one flower grows on a piece of artemisia. And this one
There are only three petals on the flower, and each of these three petals is highly poisonous. The poison made from these petals is colorless and odorless. It can be dissolved in water or hidden in the incense burner. It can be fatal if taken internally or externally.
No method will affect the properties of this medicine. It can be called the king of medicines on Fuso Island.
It's just that although this piece of Artemisia on the Snow is poisonous and mysterious, its quantity is extremely rare. The entire hibiscus has Hattori's whole warehouse with two petals in his hand.
This time, in order to kill Yan Zhuo, he had to use a strange poison that was rare in this world!
Sato was thinking about the strange poison when he suddenly thought of the whirlpool. He glanced left and right but saw no sign of the whirlpool. He hurriedly asked: "Teacher, where is the whirlpool? How is his practice of the secret technique of fire going?"
Hattori Zenkura withdrew his gaze, looked at Sato, and said, "I sent Uzumaki to perform a secret mission, and he won't act with us."
Hearing what the teacher said, Sato nodded and said, "That's okay, the students will leave."
"Please step back." Hattori Zenkura nodded.
As soon as Sato came out from the teacher's room, he looked around and ran towards the large tent of Zhongbu Tooshort. He described the large formations and bamboo poles he had seen in the martial arts field and Zhongbu Tooshort one by one.
Said it once.
Sato wanted to rely on this information to gain some benefits from Zhongbu Taishou. He knew the conflict between ninjas and samurai best. He knew that sooner or later, there would be a battle between samurai and ninjas, and he had to fight in advance.
Bet on both sides.
After listening to Sato's information, Zanebu Taichan smiled disdainfully and said: "Five thousand Jiangzuo soldiers, even if they are heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals, they can't stop my 50,000 army. You ninjas are always so fussy and short-sighted."
Guy."
Listening to Zanebu Taisho's insult to the ninja, Sato took a deep breath, raised the corners of his mouth, walked up to Zanebu Taishou like a slave, and said: "Yes, ninjas are all short-sighted guys, how can they
You can see the light of a samurai."
"What? You're not a ninja? Can you see the glory of a samurai?" Zanebu Taicho looked at Sato with interest.
Sato knelt down in front of Zanebu Taichan with a "plop" and said: "I have admired samurai since I was a child, but I was temporarily tricked into becoming a ninja. For so many years, I have always wanted to be an upright samurai. I hope
General Zhongbu can give me this opportunity!"
Tanbu Taishou listened to Sato's bragging and felt very happy. After all, there is nothing more useful in this world than the recognition from the enemy. He said: "Then do you have anything to say to me? We samurai
Don’t raise waste.”
Sato looked at Zhongbu Taishou, his eyes were startled, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment. Suddenly, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhongbu Taishou, and said: "The whereabouts of ninjas are mysterious. I think the general must want to be in Ninja.
An informant is placed inside, and Xiaoxiao is willing to serve the general with all his might, even through fire and water!"
Zhongbu Taishou laughed loudly and said: "Very good, very good. I never thought there would be someone as smart as you among the ninjas!"
Meet Kowloon Tavern.
This tavern is different from a restaurant, winery, or restaurant. A winery must be big, luxurious, and grand. This restaurant or winery must not only have wine, but also tea, dishes, private rooms, and seats, as well as
Got the hard food on the table.
But this tavern is different. As long as it has one room, four or five tables, and several vats of strong liquor, it can be called a tavern.
Huijiulong Tavern is such a small tavern. It only serves home-brewed soju, as well as some braised peanuts, edamame, eggs and beef. Most of the customers are porters in the mountains and some who admire the waterfalls of Jiulong Mountain.
Visitors coming.
This is Jiulong, as the name suggests, it is the place where the nine waterfalls of Jiulong Mountain meet.
These nine waterfalls are like nine dragons flowing from the sky into the sea. Although they are all beautiful scenery in the world, they are all different in their own way. Some are extraordinary, some are huge, some are clear and handsome, and some are rough and majestic...
Yan Zhuo and Wang Zhanjin were already familiar with the journey to this tavern. With a wave of their hands, the waiter who looked after the shop came to greet them.
"You two masters are here again?" the waiter asked enthusiastically, "or four small jars of soju, one plate of flower hair and one plate of beef?"
Yan Zhuo looked at the waiter and said, "You have a pretty good mind."
"Not only do I know this, I also know that two guests are coming soon. You come every weekend. I remember you." The waiter smiled and turned around to get busy.
This shop is a father-son shop, the shop owner is the waiter's father, and the waiter is the shop owner's son. Although the shop is in the wilderness, there are many tourists going out, so it is busy and busy.
"Your two brothers came a little late today." Wang Zhanjin said.
Yan Zhuo said: "It should be here soon, around this quarter of an hour."
As soon as Yan Zhuo and Wang Zhanjin said a few words to the little boy, the four jars of shochu, beef, peanuts and edamame were brought up together: "This time, osmanthus is added to the shochu, which is fragrant and strong. You
You guys try it!"
Wang Zhanjin nodded, picked up a piece of beef with a knife and threw it into his mouth, saying: "You are talking more and more like a general now. In this strategizing and decisive victory thousands of miles away, you will know it without looking at the weather.
When will the man come? He looks a bit like a commander."
Yan Zhuo listened to what Wang Zhanjin said and smiled and said: "It's OK to strategize, but forget about being the commander. Once this person feels that he is the commander-in-chief and feels that he is superior, he will feel that the brothers who have lived together through life and death are inferior to him.
You can’t drink the wine in this tavern anymore, the edamame and peanuts have no taste anymore, and you have to act like a commander when doing things, what’s the point of living like this?”
As Yan Zhuo said this, a burst of hearty laughter suddenly came from behind him: "Brother Yan, you will always be our Brother Yan!"
Yan Zhuo and Wang Zhanjin smiled, stood up one after another, and said, "This man can't help but talk about it. I just told you, and here you are!"
The visitors were none other than Liu Qingfeng and Guan Mingyue.
Liu Qingfeng said: "How dare you, the younger brother, disobey the eldest brother's instructions every week."
Guan Mingyue also said at the side: "Especially since this eldest brother is such a good eldest brother, I have to obey."
The two of them said this and sat down.
Yan Zhuo smiled, spread the four jars of soju in front of several people, and said, "Drink, let's talk while drinking."
A few people opened the wine jar, and they were greeted by the aroma of wine. The aroma of the wine was mellow, but the wine was really strong.
"The wine made from this good water is good, spicy enough, punchy enough, and strong enough. Drinking a bowl is like getting punched in the stomach, so enjoyable!" Liu Qingfeng poured a full bowl and drank it himself first.
bowl.
Yan Zhuo said aside: "Indeed, you should drink bowl after bowl of this soju. The wine is very strong. Drinking one bowl is like swallowing a ball of fire. It is so refreshing that it can break your teeth!"
Wang Zhanjin listened to the two people's speech and said: "A drunkard is a drunkard, and he still talks so much. You should learn from me. Don't talk too much in one breath. All the words are in the wine. Come on, come on, whoever doesn't drink is the one who doesn't drink."
Not brothers."
(The advice to drink should be moderate, and the more appropriate it is, the more appropriate it is.)
As they talked like this, they all drank half a jar of soju while changing cups.
Yan Zhuo grabbed some peanuts and said, "Qingfeng, how is the investigation of the Yama Palace case going?"
"Basically, we have found out that this Yama Luodian is a Jianghu sect that was founded in recent years. The gang leader is nicknamed Yama King and is said to be quite powerful. A year ago, Yama Luodian incorporated the Wangmeng Sect from Wangmeng Mountain. The number of people is estimated to be
There are one or two thousand people, but whether it is the Yama Palace or the Wangmeng Sect, they are not even a third-rate force in the world, and their gang members' martial arts are ordinary." Liu Qingfeng said, "They dare to provoke them.
Brother, they also have no brains. If we want to destroy them, it will only take a minute."
Yan Zhuo said: "I am more interested in the financial backers behind them than in annihilating them. Let's not talk about it. How is Xiaomu doing recently? He is the only one in the imperial city, so I am still a little worried."
Liu Qingfeng and Guan Mingyue smiled and said, "Brother Mu is much safer with the princess protecting him than us. His current official position is higher than yours, and he is the second-grade Imperial Army General Long Wei."
Yan Zhuo frowned and said, "Isn't the Forbidden Army a force of Zhao Hanguo? How could Zhao Hanguo let Xiao Mu become a general in the Forbidden Army?"
"Zhao Hanguo is on a mission to Baiyun Kingdom recently, and the capital has just been moved to Jiangdu. Maybe the young emperor took advantage of him?" Guan Mingyue asked doubtfully.
Yan Zhuo shook his head and said: "Impossible, how could someone as sophisticated as Zhao Hanguo not make complete preparations before going to Baiyun as an envoy, and the internal guards in his hands are not vegetarians."
"What do you think, brother?"
Yan Zhuo frowned tightly. A bowl of strong wine went down his throat but he didn't taste the slightest trace of alcohol. He looked at the waterfall rushing down from a high place. He thought to himself: The great road of heaven, reincarnation, is nothing more than cause and effect. Xiao Mu can take it.
There must be a reason why General Longwei was chosen.
"I think there are two possibilities. One is that Zhao Hanguo and Yan Xuanji reached a tacit understanding about this matter, and the two may have made some kind of deal. The other is that Zhao Hanguo got into trouble in the Baiyun Kingdom and had no time for him to take care of it."
"Baiyun Country?" Guan Mingyue said with a cold expression, "Brother, there is one more thing."
"What's the matter?" Yan Zhuo asked.
"There has been no news about the nails I planted in Baiyun Country for the past few days. Normally they would send me news yesterday."
"Something happened in Baiyun Country!" Several people said together.
As soon as he finished speaking, the light of the sword suddenly appeared.
