Bamboo shoots overnight

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"—The Water Puppet Technique, when twisted, turns; when thrown into the water, it is pressed; when met with resistance, it retreats, leaving nothing behind. As for the mind's movement, nothing remains in the world..."
This passage is a famous admonition from the Zen master Takuan to Ryu Seizo no Kyo, also known as the "Sword Zen as One Mind." (It mainly explains the most famous "illusory shadow twisting" technique in the early Muromachi period of puppet ninjutsu.
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While the principle of the Water Puppet Technique used by Seiko Kiji of the Hachiya faction is extremely simple, it must be executed according to the enemy's subtle breathing.
Takuan once instructed his disciples in this way:
—For example, when a dancer moves gracefully, if they are not yet proficient, they cannot accurately distinguish the ups and downs, directions, and speeds of their hands. As for their footwork, they are even less certain of its correctness. However, if a dancer has reached their peak, their breath is already drawn even before they begin to dance; this is the essence of the art...
The Water Puppet Technique is explained incisively here.
As soon as the caster gets the chance, before consciousness even arrives, their hands and feet are already moving.
Especially for dancers, this movement is driven by breath, a skill unmatched by other ninja styles, a unique creation of itinerant puppeteers.
Their ancestors made a living through performing arts, and their blood naturally influenced later generations, developing diverse ninjutsu.
Noh, in particular, specializes in performing ethereal and profound realms; its origins lie in the Noh of the puppet clan, drawing upon the essence of the wondrous dance technique, "Water Nori."
However, Kizo used this ninjutsu on the swordswoman of the Flower Palace, the Koga Stone Woman, for a different purpose.
In Kizo's shimmering illusion, the Stone Woman's hands and legs were already bound in a spread-eagle position, completely immobile.
Her eight points—hands, neck, feet, and fingers—were tightly bound to the ground.
This is what ninjutsu calls "nets," but the most tightly bound and secure part is her black hair.
Xi Sankan gently blew on her hair three times, instantly untangling it.
The swordswoman, who had always been so proud of her long, black hair, was now filled with regret. Her hair, reaching her waist, was the most alluring feature of a woman, yet it was also the cause of her death.
Xi Sankan's method of blowing her hair had its own unique secret. He tightly twisted the ends of the hair together.
There must have been tens of millions of strands.
He pulled hard, and even the usually resilient stone woman couldn't help but let out a loud scream.
She thought her scalp was about to be ripped off.
She struggled frantically, but couldn't move an inch.
Xi Sankan gripped the soft hair even tighter, letting out an extremely eerie laugh.
"How is it? Stone woman? Doesn't it taste good?"
"Ah! Humph! You beast!"
she groaned, secretly swallowing some dirt in the process.
If her hands were free… she would immediately leap up, grab the blade, and cut her hair to escape.
But her hands and feet were tightly bound.
This vibrant, alluring female body, her stockings removed, her clothes stripped away, revealed skin as soft as a white dolphin's, appearing exceptionally delicate and seductive in the warm sunlight.
Like a sumptuous delicacy, though called a "stone woman," her skin was unusually fair.
Shame and anger caused her to bead on a thin layer of sweat.
She lay there naked, spread-eagled.
Xi used some metal instruments to rub her nipples and genitals three times, and the stone woman cried out in agony.
Her voice carried a subtle pleasure with the increasingly intense contact, friction, and impact of the muscles.
That strong, un-abused body felt a strange pleasure for the first time.
For women like them, who had practiced ninjutsu, even the strongest men couldn't compare.
In chaotic times, physical strength was a primary condition for survival.
Some men, lacking superhuman strength or indecisive, would never be interested in women stronger than themselves; in short, they preferred the pitiful, naturally weak women.
Therefore, the woman with barren skin could never find an outlet for her emotions, so she sought out beautiful women to vent her surging lust. This is why she turned to Ah He.
Unexpectedly, this time, because of the violence she endured, she rediscovered sensual excitement. He was a violent stranger, yet he stirred the strings of her senses.
The woman with barren skin resisted with all her might, her teeth grinding together, but she could not stop the waves of pleasure surging within her.
(You like this, don't you?)
"Ah! Ah! Stop! I want you to stop!"
she cried out repeatedly.
Her lips gripped the weeds on the ground, her fingers clenched the soil.
She was a naked woman, completely stripped bare.
In this frenzied state, she grabbed at many thorny blades of grass.
Those blades mercilessly injured the woman with barren skin.
She writhed naked on the ground, the grass even pricking her nipples, and in that instant, she screamed madly.
In the desolate hall, A-He clearly heard the piercing scream.
Without hesitation, A-He got up, half-naked.
The stone woman's naked body was constantly being gnawed at by the man's teeth.
Perhaps she always possessed a stronger will than ordinary women, and even her body was stronger than that of ordinary women, but she never imagined that the punishment she was suffering today would be like being in hell, a level of intensity that even Kijimi had never considered.
The ninjutsu "Water Huluzi" had a tremendous effect on the stone woman's body.
Kijimi's fingers caressed and roamed over her plump buttocks, even touching the most shameful and sensitive parts of a woman's body, where the surrounding muscles contracted rapidly, and these provocative actions were not merely a simple release of lewd desires.
"I've heard that the Seven Women of Muromachi each possess the most powerful martial arts in the world,"
Kijimi's voice carried a heavy threat.
"I want to witness their unparalleled beauty."
"..."
"Anyone with the highest martial arts skills in the world must have a secret training method different from ordinary people... Actually, I'm just a little too curious..." "
...Don't even think about it... You beast, just kill me!"
"Hahahaha, I won't kill you so easily, that would be too much of a waste."
He slapped her buttocks hard.
"I might as well roast your fair skin and eat it, that would probably satisfy my hunger for three days! Hahahaha, are you scared? Don't worry, I'm just joking!"
At this point, Xi Sanci's expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Hmm, I think you're here on orders, you must have a secret order on you, right? Why don't you just hand it over and avoid torture!"
"..."
"Hurry up and tell the truth! Where is it hidden?"
"--I don't know."
"Stop your sophistry! Even if you hold out, I can still find the truth on Ahe. Spill the beans! Otherwise, I'll leave your delicate skin in this desolate wilderness, letting eagles peck at it, wolves gnaw at it, and maggots rot it. Let's see if you'll still keep your mouth shut and refuse to tell the truth!"
"..."
"Hmm, hurry up and tell me! Where is the Seven Women's secret letter? Let's see how long you can endure this!"
Xi Sanci's hand pressed down hard on her buttocks once more.
Shi Nu understood perfectly what that meant, but she still gritted her teeth and endured it.
After Xi Sanci walked away silently, Shi Zhi used all her strength to try to break free from the ropes. However, there was no way to do so unless she cut off her own hands and plucked out her beautiful black hair...
(Beast! Beast! You vile puppet beast!)
Now she began to worry about Ahe.
(What kind of methods will that person use on Ahe?)
Perhaps she couldn't find satisfaction in herself, so she went to torment Ahe?
"Ah-He! Ah-He!"
she called Ah-He's name.
But with her head bowed to the ground, she kept swallowing filthy dust.
She angrily spat out the bits of grass, her once beautiful lips now covered in annoying mud.
"Ah! Ah-He... don't let him bully you..."
she cried out with all her might, until her voice was hoarse.
Suddenly, the ropes binding her moved slightly.
This wasn't the breath from the stone woman's mouth and nose.
It wasn't the wind.
It wasn't an insect in the soil.
What could it be? What was crawling beneath her?
(What was it?...)
A terrifying shadow slowly rose in her heart.
Isolated and helpless, she was already like a frightened bird; she couldn't see anything beyond three feet in front of her.
Was it an earth dragon?
She felt a vibration from the soil.
It wasn't an earth dragon.
The soil beneath the stone woman's body seemed to have some abnormal bulge, changing in the blink of an eye.
Was she daydreaming? She swallowed hard, secretly peering at the monster beneath her with her beautiful eyes.
Ah! It was a cone-shaped object, what was it? She caught a glimpse of its pointed tip.
"Ah!"
(Could it be a bamboo shoot...?)
Her surprise stemmed from two reasons.
Besides being astonished by the bamboo shoot's rapid growth, she also recalled the strange tone the puppet ninja had used when talking about bamboo shoots.
(Perhaps this is the ninjutsu "One Night Bamboo Shoot"...)
The puppet ninjutsu "One Night Bamboo Shoot"—when
he told her about it, she hadn't taken it seriously at all, but now it had materialized, catching her completely off guard.
The stone woman had never known how bamboo shoots grew.
But regardless, these bamboo shoots were undoubtedly driven by ninjutsu; they were like monstrous dragons lurking on the earth, slowly rising and extending.
Moreover, this abnormal growth touched her skin, giving her an unprecedented stimulation.
Before she knew it, a wriggling, growing object had appeared between her thighs.
Although this was her first experience, the sensation was not bad.
The strange friction between her thighs, placed on her mons pubis, mixed with the binding of mud and rope, brought her a wondrous, sweet sensation.
The surface of the mud was warm from the sun, but the inner layer was frozen and damp.
And what's more, there was a bamboo shoot emerging from the soil?
They were like the fingertips of a daisy—evoking caressing associations.
However, such associations were undoubtedly a luxury in this situation.
The cold-blooded puppet ninja, seeing her insistence on not revealing the whereabouts of the secret letter, would absolutely not let her enjoy pleasure here.
He wanted her to taste the consequences of refusal after the pleasure.
Thus, the caressing sensation below gradually turned into a sharp, tingling pain.
Was it a pair of male hands gripping her lower body?
The increasingly intense pain penetrated deep into the valley of her mons pubis, and the stone woman began to fear this "One Night Bamboo Shoot" ninjutsu.
Her breathing became rapid—within minutes, she unbearably arched her back, trying to avoid the sharp tip of the bamboo shoot.
However, with her hands, legs, and body tightly bound, her lower abdomen had very limited room to move.
The bamboo shoots beneath her grew at an astonishing speed, gradually penetrating deep into the pubic hair of her lower body.
A mournful cry escaped the stone woman's lips, her breasts trembling.
Pressed down, her mournful cry turned into a groan.
The power of the terrifying bamboo shoots was too fierce, no longer as gentle as five fingers.
The female ninja of the palace felt an unprecedented stimulation for the first time.
Such a powerful attack almost made her float, as if her body had been shattered into a million pieces.
However, as a female ninja, her fortitude was unmatched by others. She still gritted her teeth and said, "Ah, even if I die, I will not confess..."
Just before this—
when Kijimi realized what kind of torture the stone woman would face, he had already arrived in the shrine, holding A-He's limp body in his arms.
He put on the stone woman's clothes and disguised himself as her.
(This is one of the puppet's ninjutsu techniques... it shouldn't be detected.)
The nickname "Cicada Prince Kijimi" doesn't have a special meaning; "Cicada" refers to a horse born in the season when cicadas are born—this meaning is specifically recorded in the Samurai Frugality Collection.
Kijimi was probably born in early summer, right? In that era without household registration, the age and birth date of the lowly were rarely recorded.
This was especially true for the wandering puppet; perhaps his mother thought "Cicada Prince" and "Spring Child" were similar, so she just used that nickname.
Kijimi wasn't particularly plump, so his disguise as a stone woman wasn't very convincing. Fortunately, he could use illusion techniques to confuse A-He's vision.
He heard footsteps in the corridor and looked out the latticed window, spotting A-He.
"A-He, have you noticed anything suspicious?"
He could imitate the voice of a stone woman; that wasn't difficult.
“Nothing particularly strange.”
“Haha, you can rest assured with me by your side.”
“Yes, Stone Woman…”
At this moment, A-He’s head was covered with dust.
A-He involuntarily frowned and closed his eyes.
Soon, he quietly approached her, carrying the Stone Woman’s distinctive sachet.
The sachet contained many spices, not just for scenting clothes, but a timeless fragrance, the scent of which varied from person to person, made from a mixture of fragrant wood powders, determined by personal preference. "Smelling fragrance" was an important part of the training for women.
Xi placed the stone woman's sachet beside him three times, slowly approaching Ahe's soft body.
"Ouch, some sand got in your eye!"
He held her in his arms, extending his long tongue to lick her eyes. He didn't just want to arouse her sensuality, but also to leave a film of saliva on her eyelashes. Ahe then limply nestled into his arms.
"Have you been waiting for me long?"
"Ah... Sister, I'm not feeling well."
"Let me rub it for you..."
His hands caressed her breasts, kneading the firm, youthful nipples...
Ah-He's breath was warm, her eyes were quietly closed, her long, black eyelashes and red lips... those were truly alluring lips, and the young Xi Sanci couldn't resist lowering his head to suckle them.
Her breath was fragrant, and he was intoxicated, feeling a surge of heat in his thighs. He hurriedly pulled away from her lips and asked, "Ah-He, you mustn't lose the secret document from above."
He asked tentatively.
Just as Xi Sanci was about to calmly question Ah-He, footsteps sounded from the stone staircase outside.
Were they the tax collectors? Their long, gleaming swords flashed with gold as they slowly climbed the steps.
(Don't cry...)
As Kijimi caressed A-He's skin, he heard a woman's mournful cry from afar.
Of course, the sound was weak and feeble. The sobs and whimpers were like the whispers of earthworms, audible only to the exceptionally sharp ears of a puppet ninja.
A-He, however, seemed not to hear it.
No, it couldn't be like that. It was the shame and passion of the stone woman. Even if it reached the young girl's ears, she would mistake it for the rustling of pine trees, wouldn't she?
A-He shouldn't be able to recognize Kijimi in the form of the stone woman.
The sound of the Koga stone woman transcended extreme pleasure and turned into agony.
Like a high wave, just as the impact subsided, another giant wave suddenly crashed in, and then it returned to nothingness once more. The stone woman's intense anguish and physical torment did not arouse Kijimi's pity at all.
(The punishment from the puppet ninja wasn't severe, but it was very painful—extremely painful—it forced you to reveal the truth.)
Kijiro could even discern from the stone woman's cries that she was on the verge of collapse, as the sound had become intermittent from its intensity.
Suddenly, Kijiro thought of a strange plant—kudzu.
Kudzu possessed astonishing reproductive power. It could penetrate the earthen walls of Kurama Temple, extending its branches to the other side; its growth could perfectly aid the execution of ninjutsu.
Moreover, kudzu possessed the same power as bamboo shoots, able to rise from deep within the soil, piercing through layers of sand to reach its destination.
The stone woman, her hands, feet, and hair tightly bound, was completely naked; she probably couldn't withstand the power of the bamboo shoots anymore.
Influenced by a unique secret technique, the bamboo shoots exhibited abnormal reproductive rates, rising like earth dragons from the soil between the stone woman's thighs; once they appeared, they mercilessly ravaged her soft, folded skin.
More intensely stimulating than human fingers and claws, the touch, the thrusting, the rubbing, all pushed the woman's body to its boiling point.
No matter how resilient a woman, she couldn't withstand the sharp, conical intrusion.
That agonizing sound had reached a level beyond mere pain.
Her rapid, intermittent breathing, rippling through the air, reached Xi Sanci's ears like gentle waves.
(Just a little longer… and she'll surrender completely…)
Xi Sanci, like a strategist assessing the situation, counted each moment, watching the fleshy prey in his palm, making sure nothing unexpected happened.
"Ahe, is this alright? Do you like it?"
Xi Sanci's fingers moved, gradually advancing…
Ahe exhaled hot breath.
"You're so bad…"
Was she resentful? Or coquettish?
"By the way, tell me about that secret letter…"
"Ah… ah!"
A torch of desire seemed to burn within Ahe, making her body glow red.
"I'm almost there..."
She suddenly reached out and entered Kizo's crotch.
Was this a move taught to her by Kurama Shizuka, or by Tomiko?
Kizo was somewhat flustered, because although he had outwardly become a barren woman, physically he was still an unadulterated man.
Moreover, the ninjutsu he had studied told him that ninjutsu, whether in terms of psychological or physical transformation, had its limits.
The steel-like male body instantly transformed into a soft female body, a result of the rapid stimulation of female hormones—the so-called "man-to-woman" crash training.
He endured the sensual torment, pressing his hand against the "thing" moving between his groin.
“Oh, Sister Stone Maiden, you’re so cunning…”
“Hahahaha, I’m just being careful not to get too carried away. Tell me, is the secret letter still hidden properly?”
“Hehehe, so that’s what you’ve been worried about? Sister Stone Maiden, don’t worry, I’ve been keeping a close watch on the horse. As long as the horse isn’t lost, nothing will happen, right?”
“Ah—I’m really happy, as long as you haven’t lost the secret letter.”
He suddenly couldn’t help but hug her tightly and kiss her red lips passionately.
His fingers were already wet where they touched. Kneading her breasts with his left hand, Ah He was extremely excited, almost going crazy.
(Keeping watch on the horse?…Could it be hidden in the saddle?)
He already had the answer in his heart.
Perhaps Ah He hadn’t revealed the truth, but it seemed that no matter how he pressed Ah He, she couldn’t say anything more.
Fingers, tongue, and finally, feet that he had used three times, entered between Ah He’s legs.
(This is a transformed hell! Hahaha…)
Hell is just bliss. A-He completely let go of her limbs, her soul and body soaring to the heavens.
The woman's consciousness was blurred, as if she were utterly exhausted. The stone woman, Kisei, slowly rose from A-He's body.
Of course, A-He's eyes no longer paid attention to his movements, for she had weakly fallen into the abyss of pleasure.
At the same time, a strange fight began outside the shrine!
In ancient times, tax collectors were called "Tax Collectors," whose main task was to collect money from various countries. On their way to the Myojin Shrine, they discovered a magnificent horse at a farmhouse below the stone steps.
This "Tax Collector," named Yamana Daikansuke, was immediately suspicious upon seeing the saddle made of deerskin with gold trim.
"Oh no! Something's wrong!"
The deputy, Uizaki Gengobei, turned around upon hearing this.
"Could this be..."
"Rinzo! Go to the farmhouse and ask around."
The soldier strode into the farmhouse courtyard, arrogantly questioned the inmates, and then returned to report.
"They said there were two people who seemed to be going to the shrine to worship, and they left their horses here."
"Hmm, unless they are urgent messengers sent by the lord, they are suspicious ninjas... Hmph! There must be a spy."
Daikansuke's expression changed drastically, and he began to climb the stone steps.
The stone steps were built along the slope and were divided into three sections. The first section was the steepest, gradually becoming gentler. Once they reached the third section, they could see the shrine.
The sharp blades in their hands shone like daylight pens as they reached the third section of the steps.
"Ouch!" The lead soldier cried out in pain.
Then the second one cried out, "Ouch! That hurts!"
The two of them slipped and lost their balance, sliding down the stone steps.
"Ah! What happened?"
They fell backward like balls, their gleaming blades still in their hands.
The soldiers who followed frantically dodged and retreated to both sides to avoid being caught in the crossfire and ending up in a sorry state.
Some fell with bruises and swelling, while others struggled to their feet.
More than half of them tumbled down the upper stone steps one after another. Daikansuke and Gobei became more alert, paying attention to the approaching fighter's style.
"Watch out! This is 'Satsurigashi'!"
Daikansuke's insight was indeed remarkable.
He belonged to the Yamaishi Munemoto clan and was highly regarded by the court during the reigns of Tomiko and Yoshihisa, a capable retainer.
Daikansuke was not only brave but also made significant breakthroughs in the use of the naginata and spear.
At first glance, his weapon seemed unremarkable; it was a bit too long to be called a short spear, and too short to be called a long spear.
It was a moderately powerful killing weapon.
Because it suited his seven-foot frame, when wielded, blood gushed forth, and the force was overwhelming, making it impossible for anyone to resist.
Generally speaking, short- and medium-length swords and spears are the most difficult to wield, but for Daikan-suke, they were surprisingly effective in killing.
"Be careful, there are ninjas lurking ahead."
Fortunately, the stone steps were divided into three sections, which provided a buffer at the junctions; otherwise, they would have fallen straight into the street, suffering broken bones or even death.
Many soldiers groaning at the bottom of the steps slowly got up, mustered their courage, and climbed the steps a second time.
"Watch out for the 'water chestnuts' coming from above, be careful not to step on the traps."
"Who on earth is this? How dare they mess with us?"
The group stared intently in all directions, only to see pine needles scattering from above.
"Ah, it's the wind..."
A ghostly laugh drifted from the wind.
(Hahahaha, are your feet and your head alright? Hehehe...)
It was a mocking voice, raining down on everyone's heads.
A strange hand reached from the top of a pine tree towards the stone steps. It turned out that there was a thin, ape-like male figure on the pine tree. A black turban covered his face, revealing two bright, piercing eyes. A quiver was slung across his back, and his clothes were light and his fingers and torso were jet black.
Strangely, however, he also carried a large sword at his waist.
"Ah! How bizarre!"
(Indeed! Are you scared...?)
"Fire! Fire!"
Daikansuke roared, issuing the order. The accompanying archers immediately drew command arrows from their quivers and fired in unison!
Hundreds of arrows rained down!
A strong wind blew, pine needles scattered, but for some reason, the arrows lost much of their sharpness as soon as they reached the man in black.
No! It was the ninja using superior ninjutsu.
However, the long feathered arrows somehow acquired a suction force, falling one by one before the enemy and being caught in their hands.
The black-clad ninja's movements were so light, like a performer twirling flowing sleeves, possessing terrifying control over the command arrows.
Soon, both bundles of command arrows were fired.
(How about it? I'll return all these arrows to you!)
A gust of autumn wind, carrying command arrows, hurled them all towards the "Coin Envoy."
The arrows fired by the enemy were swift and unpredictable; not only that, each arrow was broken in two, the cuts sharper than any weapon.
The soldiers hurriedly used their naginata to parry the broken arrows, but two of them, unable to dodge the projectiles faster than the wind, suffered instantaneous bloody spurts from their throats and brows, tumbling down the stone steps in agony.
(Hehehe, how about it? I'll repay you double!)
The laughter subsided, and the man in black flashed—
like a swift eagle, instantly leaping onto a treetop.
"Hey! He's escaped!"
"Don't escape!"
The group relentlessly pursued him.
Leaping from treetop to treetop—the man in black seemed to be deliberately playing a prank, stopping and starting, maintaining a distance that was neither too close nor too far from his pursuers. Just when the pursuers were about to catch up, he would lightly leap away again.
What is the purpose of this man in black? Have you all figured it out yet?
He simply wants to lend a hand to Kijiro!
After Kijiro peeked through the low window and saw the man in black lead Duan Qianshi and his group away, he immediately slipped out of the shrine.
He quickly ran down the stone steps, jumped onto the rock, and found A-He's horse.
"Hey! What are you doing? This horse belongs to the Muromachi Palace..."
"I'll borrow it for a bit!"
He said, and immediately led the horse away.
He ran to a deserted place. He eagerly opened the gold-rimmed saddle, but apart from clothes, there was nothing else suspicious inside.
(What's going on... it should be inside!)
Kijiro was no ordinary person; he was an excellent ninja, and he searched things a thousand times more thoroughly than the average person.
However, even if he searched a hundred times, he couldn't find the secret letter.
(Could it be that horse swallowed it?)
He got the saddle before anyone else; no one should have acted first.
Besides, he'd been watching A-He for at least two or three days; no one else could have been secretly following him!
Kijiro let out a loud whistle.
He remembered hearing the same whistle somewhere before.
Kijiro raced down the mountain path again.
He clutched a rhododendron tightly in his hand.
The rhododendron had about seven or eight buds, its petals and buds larger than ordinary flowers, and it was currently in full bloom, the whole flower vibrant and beautiful.
This flower had originally been placed in the saddlebag.
For some reason, Kijiro couldn't resist picking it up. He remembered that A-He had casually plucked it from the roadside one day.
Of course, puppet ninjas traveled the difficult paths of the valleys; they didn't take the main roads. He rushed into the Myojin Shrine and threw flowers onto A-Tsuru's exquisite naked body. There was probably no reason for this; he was just subconsciously trying to express his affection.
A-He was still in a blissful trance, clutching the blooming flower and gently rubbing it against her crimson breasts.
Kijiro turned and walked towards the back of the shrine.
He crossed the forest, traversed the stream, and entered the bamboo grove.
A chorus of moans and low gasps filled the bamboo grove; even the leaves seemed to tremble slightly.
There were no monsters in the bamboo grove.
Who could it be? It was the Koga Stone Woman, of course. She lay sprawled out, completely naked, her pink face down, her hands, feet, and hair tightly bound, only her protruding buttocks trembling.
To confirm whether his ninjutsu, "One Night Bamboo Shoot," had worked, Kijiro crouched down and looked down.
He saw blood seeping between her plump thighs.
"One Night Bamboo Shoot" was indeed extraordinary; its tip had violated the Stone Woman's flesh and penetrated her most vulnerable spot.
(—Just half a moment more, and she…)
Kijiro couldn't help but smile with delight.
"Now will you obediently confess the truth?"
"I...I...I..."
"Well, if you tell me honestly, I'll give you the antidote..."
"Please! Save me..."
The brave and strong woman with the stone eyes revealed a helpless and pleading look, like that of a young girl, no, like that of an old woman.
"I'm willing to confess, I'm willing..."
"Good! Tell me where Tomiko's secret letter is hidden?"
"It's...in the flowers..."
"What? In the flowers?"
"In the flowers of the saddle..."
"Ah! Is it the azalea..."
"In the petals..."
"I see, no wonder I couldn't find it anywhere..."
"Is this the ninjutsu used by the Koga ninjas..."
"Is it the unique skill of Gogenyasai?"
"Yes! It's called... the Ninjutsu 'Sleeping Flower'!"
"Hmm, indeed very wonderful!"
"Beautiful..."
"Mino? Where is Mino?"
The woman with the stone could no longer speak.
Her groans grew louder and louder, and her mud-covered lips spat out pieces of congealed red balls, the strongest power of "One Night Bamboo Shoot".
The stone woman's internal organs, unable to withstand the sharpening of the bamboo shoot tip, shattered into eight pieces, blood gushing out like a crimson tide.
"Dead..."
In the next instant, Xi Sanji rolled away.
So it was hidden in the mysterious petals? The secret message was sealed in the flower's core, wasn't it?
Fortunately, Duan Qianshi and his group were already far away.
Xi Sanji quickly returned to the Mingshen Du Palace and picked up the azalea from Ahe's breast.
Upon closer inspection, the flower's core was indeed somewhat unusual, slightly bulging. Xi Sanji gently touched it. The petals, though smooth, were firm; it wasn't an ordinary flower, it was an unmistakably artificial one.
Just as he was about to peel back the flower's core—
(This is sealed with ninja kidney water...you absolutely cannot open it.)
A whisper, like the wind, blew past his head.

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