Chapter 159 Ma'am, you don't want your husband either...

  Whether the Yunyin Mission knew about the Hinata Sect's plan or not, it is conceivable that they would all appear ignorant.

   It is impossible for Konoha to ask the Yunyin mission about this matter, and there is no trust between the two parties.

   Whether to continue with this plan depends on whether the Hyuga clan cares about the bargaining chip of Hyuga Higashi, and whether they can bear the worthlessness of his death.

  According to Orochimaru’s speculation, the Hyuga Clan probably doesn’t care, and the loss of a Hyuga Nizashi will not do anything to the Hyuga Clan, and will not hinder their status in Konoha.

  But the incident of "being played by the Yunyin mission, causing Hinata Hizai to die in vain" itself is very humiliating.

   And this is obviously unacceptable to the Hyuga clan.

  Oshemaru once heard a story told by the lamp **** about "Kong Ming's three qi Zhou Dudu" and finally **** him off to death.

   That 'Dudu' is the commander-in-chief of one of the warlords, is he really lacking in stamina? Orochimaru doesn't think so.

   What really made him unacceptable was probably because the three humiliating experiences were widely known.

   In other words, that guy named Kong Ming is good at manipulating public opinion and public opinion.

   And this matter is the same for the Hyuga clan. The two ninja villages are hostile to each other, and Yunyin Village will definitely publicize it.

  Unfortunately, this generation of Hinata Clan doesn't have any super-talented figures, otherwise, they might be like the Sages of the Six Paths back then, stimulated by the 'discredited' to open another pupil technique Blood Succession.

  I have never heard of these stories before, but I can see that Orochimaru's strategy made good use of the mutual distrust between the two sides, simple but effective.

   But if that's all, it's not what Ji Lai also asked for, and what worries him is not just keeping Rizai's life.

  So he asked, "What should I do next? Could it be that people like Yunyin are allowed to clamor?"

   "I'll talk about the next thing later, let me keep it a secret for now."

  Oshemaru smiled, patted Jiraiya on the shoulder and said, "I didn't want to interfere in this matter. It was you who asked, so I took action."

   "So, no matter what I do and what I do later, you have to support me, understand?"

   "I think, you knew from the beginning that my methods are different from others."

   Jiraiya patted Orochimaru's hand on his shoulder away, frowned, and nodded.

   He did know.

   But rather than just sit back and watch Hinata Hinata die, he is more willing to see Orochimaru's vicious and vicious methods.

   "By the way, let Tsunade go at the next discussion meeting, and remember to persuade her to stand with us."

   Orochimaru seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the corners of his mouth curved to the sides.

  …

  Hyuga clan land.

  In the spacious indoor practice field, Ningji Hyuga stood barefoot on the tatami mat, punching and kicking...Put his fists in a rigid posture, shouting 'hum haha' non-stop.

  Ning Ci's mother sat kneeling upright at the side, watching Ning Ci, seeing that his immature face was covered with sweat, and there was both relief and deep regret in her eyes.

  In the ninja world, being young has never been a problem. Orochimaru was only 6 years old when he graduated from ninja school and went to the battlefield to kill enemies.

  Ningji is undoubtedly also a genius of the Hyuga family.

  Ning Ci's mother witnessed her son's step-by-step growth, and she was very proud of it, but at the same time she deeply hated this qualification.

  Genius, a genius in the Hyuga branch, is not a good thing, the so-called genius will only lead to tragedy.

  After sharing the same bed for so many years, how could she not know about her husband's heart disease.

  More than ten years ago, Hyuga Hizashi was also a genius in the clan.

   Is it possible that the fate of the day will be staged again for Ningci?

  Thinking of this, Ning Ci's mother sighed.

   "Mother, what's the matter with you?" At some time, Xiao Ningci had already arrived in front of her, his clothes soaked in sweat.

   No matter how talented he is, he is still young and his bones are not yet fully grown. Just practicing posture will easily exhaust his physical strength.

   Fortunately, the energy of children is also very strong, excluding the frequent intermittent rest, the training time is not short.

"nothing."

  Ningci's mother shook her head, wet the towel with clean water, and gently wiped the sweat off Ningci's body.

  Ning Ci closed his eyes, letting his mother play with him, with a relaxed and reassuring expression on his face.

  Seeing Ning Ci's ignorant and innocent expression, Ning Ci's mother trembled in her heart, holding the towel in her hand, she suddenly stopped, and a line of tears rolled down.

  Ning's second fate is even crueler than the daily difference.

  Sharing the same bed, how can she not know what the day is doing and what the day is going to do?

   "Mother, why are you crying..."

  Ning Ci opened his eyes, saw the tears on his mother's face, and suddenly panicked, a little at a loss.

  No matter how serious you are, no matter how you look like a little adult, you are still a child after all.

  Ningci's mother wiped away the tears from her face, and forced a smile, "It's okay... It's just that Xiao Ningci is working so hard, and my mother is very happy."

   "Really?" Xiao Ningci trusted his mother, but instinctively, he felt something was wrong.

  If you are happy, why are you smiling so sadly.

"it is true."

  Ning Ci's mother said with a smile, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop.

  She is not as talented as her husband, she is just a weak woman, no matter how anxious she is, she cannot resist the village and the family.

  Now I can only watch my husband die for such boring things as family honor.

   Shua...

  Suddenly, the sliding wooden door suddenly opened, and the setting sun reflected a person's shadow in the house, casting a darkness that enveloped the mother and child.

  Looking at the cold face hidden in the shadows, Neci's mother was startled, wiped her face, stood up hastily,

   "Master Orochimaru, it's really rude of you to come early, I'm going to prepare tea."

   "No need."

  Oshemaru glanced at the tears on Neji's mother's face, and shook his head, "I have something to ask Neji, and you better be there."

   While Orochimaru was speaking, Neji stood upright, with a serious expression on his small face.

  Although the name has not been formally determined, he knows that the person his father will be afraid of in the future will be his teacher, and he dare not be rude.

   "It seems that I came at the wrong time and disturbed you."

   "How, how..."

  Ningji's mother respects Dashemaru to the point of fear, not only because of Konoha Sannin's prestige in the village, but also because of the sense of suffocation she exudes.

  Before, I could still feel that this was a dangerous beast, but now, there was no breath at all, as if I was facing some kind of indescribable creature.

   Horror spread uncontrollably in my heart.

  But if such a character intercedes for the day difference, can he save his life?

   Watching Orochimaru sit cross-legged next to Neji, Neji's mother hesitated to speak.

   Seemingly seeing what she was thinking, Orochimaru smiled strangely.

   Data released by the Ministry of Health: The average two-year-old boy is 88.5cm, and the height can be one meter. Is it so powerful?

  

  

  (end of this chapter)