Naruto: A bird in a cage can't trap me Fenghou Qimen

Chapter 38: The Gambler Loses Everything in the End

"Ah? Well, to be honest, the treasury of the Bird Country is very short of money, and the economy is in a bit of a pickle..."

Chishima stood there with a troubled look on his face, looking very embarrassed.

It is indeed a bit unreasonable that as a country, it cannot afford the normal commission remuneration.

The main reason for this phenomenon is the current unstable situation in the Bird Country.

A young daimyo has just taken over. On the surface, his counselor Hongming is trying every means to regain the position of daimyo. Secretly, the high monk Meng Zong, who is controlling the wandering ninjas, is waiting for an opportunity to act.

In order to establish a good image in front of officials, Meng Zong even became famous for his "thriftiness". He had a very good reputation in the Bird Kingdom and had many staunch supporters!
Seeing that the fortune teller opposite him was unmoved and didn't look like he would compromise at all, Qiandao lowered his head with a gloomy look.

After pondering for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind for the sake of the Bird Kingdom and for Master Lu, with whom he had grown up.

"If that's the case, then I can only commit seppuku!"

Qiandao looked extremely serious. He pulled out a sharp long knife from his waist, lifted the collar of his shirt at the abdomen, and stabbed the tip of the knife forward without hesitation!
Feng Qi was very clear about his real intention in doing this. He crossed his legs and sat there leisurely without any intention of stopping him.

Just like that, Chishima successfully cut open his abdomen...and the white bandage wrapped around it.

A pile of coins fell down with a clatter, scattered on the fortune-telling stall.

"Well, this is all my private money, please accept it."

Chidao's tone sounded quite sad and determined, with two lines of tears on his face.

"I have sensed your faith and devotion."

"No problem, I'll take your commission."

After he finished speaking, Feng Qi just waved his sleeves lightly, and all the coins on the table were swept away, leaving no trace.

Seeing such a wonderful method, Chishima, who was not a ninja, was amazed and bowed ninety degrees, saying: "Thank you very much!"

"Before I start the commission, there is something very important that I need to confirm with you."

Feng Qi pushed a chair made of sandalwood in front of Qiandao, signaling him not to be in a hurry and to sit down and talk properly.

The moment he sat down on the chair, Qiandao's pupils contracted slightly.

A cool and comfortable feeling flows through my body. The impatience and worries of the past few days seem to be swept away, and my mood suddenly becomes very relaxed!

"You, you speak." His tone became more respectful.

"What is the content of your commission, is it to exorcise the souls of the samurai or to restore peace to the Bird Kingdom?" Feng Qi asked in a deep voice.

Although judging from the final performance of the original work, the so-called ghost of the former daimyo samurai seems to have really appeared.

But even if this thing really exists, Feng Qi is not afraid at all.

I don’t care whether you are a ghost or not, I will just strike you with a bolt of lightning and see if you can see you ascend to heaven on the spot!

This was not a difficult task for him who mastered the strange power of Yin and Yang.

Of course, Chishima’s commission should be more inclined towards the latter, that is, to restore peace to the Bird Kingdom.

This kind of matter is much more troublesome, as it involves a country's most honorable daimyo, as well as the strategists and monks whose status and reputation are second only to the daimyo!
Since Feng Qi has received the other party's money, he has to be responsible for it. This is one of the principles he follows when charging for fortune-telling at his stall.

"The spirit of that samurai is said to be the spirit of the former daimyo..."

Thinking of the deceased "uncle" who always had a serious face, Qiandao looked at Fengqi with a firm look, "Please restore stability to the Bird Country. This is not only my wish, but also what the kind and honest Lord Meng Zong hopes for!"

"So, your commission itself is a contradictory and troublesome matter..."

Feng Qi scratched his head helplessly, raised his eyes and looked at Qiandao with extremely serious eyes, "Prick up your ears and listen carefully, I will tell you all the truths I have calculated next." He felt that it was too troublesome to explain slowly, so he prepared to explain all the truths simply and roughly.

Hearing this, Qiandao swallowed deeply, his heart hanging in the air.

"The current daimyo of your country, Sagi, is an impostor of his sister Toki. The so-called samurai ghosts are also impersonated by her."

"The previous daimyo was killed by the high monk you are talking about, Meng Zong. He was the leader of the wandering ninjas in the city and tried to take over the country for himself."

The amount of information contained in Feng Qi's two short sentences shocked Qiandao so much that he stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning.

"What did you say?! Zhu Lu pretended to be Master Lu? Master Meng Zong killed Master Da Lu? How is this possible!"

Chidao was so emotional that he slammed his hands on the table. "Shouldn't the guilty person be Hongming, the strategist who competed with the legitimate heir for the position of daimyo?!"

If it weren't for the terrifying fighting power from yesterday, he would probably have asked Feng Qi to return the money.

What kind of person is this? All he says are nonsense and impossible things!
Feng Qi had expected this kind of reaction from him, and calmly made him a cup of warm tea: "Don't be suspicious, just sit here for a while, and the destined person will appear soon."

"How can I not be anxious? What kind of disaster is this country going through right now?"

Qiandao obviously hasn't calmed down from the explosive information just now, and he sits there, turning around anxiously.

And this is still influenced by the calming effect of the merits of incense and sandalwood.

If not for this, he would have run out to find Lord "Heron" to ask for the truth!

In this way, time passed quietly as Qiandao waited anxiously.

After several unrelated customers came to ask various questions, he finally met the "destined person" that Feng Qi mentioned.

——Those wandering ninjas I met before who wanted to join me!
The weight of these minor characters in the world is negligible, so Feng Qi can accurately come to the conclusion that they would appear here.

"Feng, no, fortune teller! Please, give me some more advice!"

The first to speak was the wandering ninja who had been fleecing Tsunade for several nights in a row.

He was wearing a ninja mask, and his exposed eyes were bloodshot. "Last night, the mature woman you mentioned didn't show up. I couldn't help myself and lost all the money I won!"

"Save me! You are such a god, there must be a way to save me, right?!"

Bet on dogs, bet on dogs, and lose everything in the end.

Seeing the other party reluctantly taking out two thousand taels of consulting fee from his tattered clothes, Feng Qi just smiled and shook his head, then pushed it back.

"Chance and fortune cannot be forced. This is the price of greed. I'm sorry, but even I can't undo it."

Even if there was no such thing as the undead warrior, Feng Qi would not tell his fortune for money again.

That would be totally meaningless!

"The same is true for others, no need to ask."

With just one sentence, Feng Qi blocked the wandering ninja behind him, who had his shawl flying and looked extremely embarrassed.

With Feng Qi's guidance, these people all made a small fortune in the past few days.

Unfortunately, due to their greedy and evil nature, they failed to seize the opportunity and change their own destiny.

A wandering ninja is still a wandering ninja after all...

(End of this chapter)