Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 1080: Letter from Huan-chan

When the outside ninja heard what Xu San said, he was so scared that he shouted, "Lord Edogawa, please don't kill me. Lord Huan asked me to deliver the letter!"

Xu San waved his hand and Hanzo stopped what he was doing.

Then the foreign ninja took out a letter from his arms.

Lingzi came over and took a look at the wax and couldn't help frowning, "It's the seal of the Shiranui family in Kii Mountain. Shiranui Gen, is she the Thousand Faces Princess?"

Hanzo nodded slightly and looked at Xu San and asked, "Are you close to her?"

Xu San touched his head and said, "It's OK. There's only a little bit of personal relationship, and the rest is all business."

"Be careful of this woman?" Hanzo said sinisterly, "We have lost several good men to her."

Xu San also nodded, and couldn't help but think of that passionate night, "It's really amazing."

Lingzi also echoed at this time, "This woman is proficient in disguise, and almost no one has seen her true face."

"Ah~?" Xu San looked at Lingzi, "She looks the same every time I see her."

"She is called the Princess of a Thousand Faces, and this title is not for nothing. The one you see may not be her true face." Lingzi said solemnly, "And you have to be careful of the female kunoichi of Kii. Their poisonous ninjas are very famous, and you will fall into their trap if you are not careful."

Probably not?
Xu San tried hard to recall the scene of that night, and it was indeed blood.

There's blood dropping, so it shouldn't be the poison ninja, right?

"Then what should we do with him!" Lingzi took out a kunai from somewhere and seemed to want to continue to carry out Xu San's orders.

"Forget it, since he was sent by Huan-chan, just let him go." Xu San said lightly.

"Thank you, Lord Edogawa." The ninja half-knelt down to express his gratitude.

"Hmph!" Lingzi put away her kunai, "Huan-chan, you call me so affectionately, brother-in-law, you must have eaten it."

"Well, we've only met a few times because of missions." Xu San argued seriously and would never admit that he had any relationship with Huan Ji.

Xu San looked at the ninja sent by Huan Ji and asked, "Since you are here, do you want to eat something together?"

The ninja swallowed his saliva and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I have to hurry back to report, so I dare not waste time."

"Then take one with you and eat it on the way." Xu San said, picking up a kebab and handing it to the ninja. The ninja hesitated for a moment, but still reached out to take it, "Thank you, Lord Edogawa."

Xu San waved his hand.

The ninja was as if he had been pardoned. He immediately got up from the ground, quickly reached the roof, and then disappeared under the moonlight.

Looking at the disappearing ninja, Xu San said to Hanzo, "You can do whatever you want. You should relax for a few days and don't have to tinker with those bottles and jars here."

Hanzo nodded, stepped back, and disappeared into the shadows.

Hanzo had just fought with that ninja, but Xu San didn't know whether his identity was exposed or not.

After all, Hanzo and Fujita Osamu have a grudge, and it seems to be a big grudge.

If Hanzo were to be exposed, it would be difficult for him to explain himself.

So in the end it will be handed over to Hanzo, and I believe he will be handled well.

Reiko kept staring at Huanji's letter.

Xu San put the letter into his arms, "Love letter!"

"Who are you kidding? Sealing wax for love letters?" Lingzi had an expression of disbelief.

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Xu San said, and went to the study alone.

He turned on the light, removed the sealing wax, opened the envelope, took out the letter and read it carefully.

After reading it, he burned the letter and sucked his teeth, "Gold, gold, could it be that all the gold has not been transported away? If so, then the fish caught this time might really be a big one."

It seems that I have been off for a day. I finished coding and forgot to post it.
Although not many people will see this, I still want to complain.

In two months, I wrote more than 200,000 words, all of which were waste. Only three new articles were not accepted for internal submission.

He is very stubborn and just doesn't want to change his style.

It's really annoying.