Hokage: Beginning Awakening Dead Bone Pulse

With Kimimaro's support, Jing Ming followed Orochimaru's footsteps.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Although Orochimaru didn't care about Jing Ming's injury and didn't mean to stop and rest for a while, he seemed to slow down intentionally.

"You are waiting here."

When they came to a clearing, Orochimaru suddenly said something like this, and then disappeared in front of them.

"Master Orochimaru!"

Kimimaro yelled anxiously. He thought Orochimaru had abandoned them.

"It's okay, Orochimaru-sama has something to do and will come back to see us later."

Jing Ming dragged his injured body and sat down under a big tree, "I can finally rest for a while."

"Really, Jing Ming-kun."

Jing Ming nodded casually, and continued to close his eyes to rest.

"But..." Kimimaro was still worried, and after sitting next to Jing Ming, he kept his eyes on Orochimaru's direction.

Jing Ming feels very bad now, there seems to be a fire burning in his chest, constantly scorching his whole body.

His body is no longer a normal person, and Cheat's transformation of the body is irreversible, especially after he drank so much blood.

"Kimimaro, please."

Jing Ming opened his eyes and said to the little boy beside him.

"what's up?"

"Give me a bite."

"what?"

"Haha, kidding... I'm hungry, can you help me catch a game."

"OK."

Kimimaro heard Jing Ming's request, and without a second word, he got up and walked into the woods.

"I almost couldn't help it." Jing Ming's pale face showed an inexplicable smile, and his tongue licked his lips. At first glance, he looked a bit like Orochimaru.

His desire for blood is getting stronger now, and the flame in his chest is getting stronger, making him feel itchy and unbearable.

Soon, Kimimaro returned with a few rabbits in his hands.

"Well, Jing Ming, do you know how to cook, I don't quite understand..."

Kimimaro scratched his head in annoyance, feeling that he suddenly got stuck in the middle of doing things. Cooking food hit his blind spot.

Jing Ming ignored it, and as soon as he took the rabbit in his hand, he took a bite, and the blood splattered happily, like a small fountain, swaying in Jing Ming's mouth.

"Jing Ming, you!"

Kimimaro stood there blankly, with a surprised and curious expression on his face.

Is it delicious to eat raw?

Kimimaro looked at Jing Ming who was immersed in "food" entangledly, and opened his mouth hesitantly, wondering if he would take a bite by himself.

"Aha!"

Jing Ming sucked dry in one breath, and made a refreshing voice.

"It tastes good, I'm becoming less and less of a person."

Jing Ming licked his lips clean, "It's just that there are a lot of bacteria and impurities, which affect the taste."

I don't know if there is such a thing as sterile blood.

That must be delicious.

Just as Jing Ming was thinking about it, Kimimaro snorted twice, spitting out the scarlet liquid from his mouth, and the expression on his face was as if he had eaten a arrow.

"Haha, are you stupid?"

Jing Ming laughed at Kimimaro, and the little boy turned his head unhappily, not going to see Jing Ming.

After solving the remaining little bunnies, Jing Ming took a long breath, and the bloody smell filled his body.

"Satisfied."

Jing Ming moved his body for a while, feeling that the desire and impulse in his body subsided, and his body fatigue was relieved a lot.

It seems that Cheat also has some side effects, such as a strong desire for blood.

Fortunately, he still controlled it himself so that he wouldn't bite at the sight of people, but in the future he would have to keep a few blood bags with him to prepare for emergencies.

Kimimaro sat alone on one side, seemingly dissatisfied with Jing Ming's teasing on him.

After a while, Kimimaro quietly glanced at Mujing Ming, and seeing him closing his eyes to rest, he was relieved, and his butt moved closer to Jing Ming.

"Jing Ming, why do you like to drink that kind of thing?"

The little boy began to speak up.

"Actually, it doesn't taste good at all."

Jing Ming transported Chakra back to the major acupuncture points, exhaled and opened his eyes.

"Take it as my special hobby."

"Is that so."

Kimimaro nodded, approving Jing Ming's reason.

Then he was happy again.

"Jing Ming-kun is willing to explain to me that he doesn't hate me."

Kimimaro, who Isshin wanted to be recognized and needed, suddenly woke up. He felt that his behavior with Jing Ming just now was not right.

Jing Ming-Kun is my only friend, but I...

Kimimaro, who had some mental problems, began to think again.

Suddenly, a breeze blew, and Orochimaru appeared in front of the two of them. He just went to solve some minor troubles, which took some time.

"Let's go." Orochimaru sniffed the blood in the air, and didn't say much, just glanced at Jing Ming with some curiosity in his eyes.

Jing Ming's expression shrank, and he stood up from the ground respectfully, and followed Orochimaru away.

After the three of them left the jungle, the sky was already bright.

Orochimaru bought three ferry tickets to Tanokuni, and a group of people took the big boat and left the water country.

In fact, the purpose of Orochimaru's trip to Water Country is to set up a secret stronghold so that he can walk around and conduct experiments in various places.

However, after this trip, there were a lot of surprises. First of all, Kimimaro. This kid has an excellent talent. He is already 4 years old and has such a powerful blood successor as Master Dead Bone Pulse. Whether it is a subordinate or for that skill, it is excellent. s Choice.

As for Jing Ming, who was accidentally discovered again later, it can be regarded as an incidental product, because after all these time, Orochimaru did not find anything special about Jing Ming.

Although awakening Dead Bone Pulse is hard to come by, Jing Ming is 9 years old, and Kimimaro, who also awakens Dead Bone Pulse, is only 4 years old.

Comparing the two, the Chakra in Kimimaro's body is higher than Jing Ming, which makes Orochimaru somewhat strange to Jing Ming.

After all, Orochimaru likes genius.

The ship passed through Nami country, and after a short stop, proceeded to Yunokuni.

After arriving at the destination, the three got off the boat, stood on the land of Yunokuni, and continued to walk.

Kimimaro and Jing Ming looked at the surrounding scene curiously, with light in their eyes.

Kimimaro is even better, with a reserved expression. Unlike Jing Ming, who is already in his twenties, he is pretending to be even younger than a child. He looks yearning at the food and hot springs passing by. Shout to Orochimaru: "Mom, I want that."

It's not that Orochimaru didn't notice the small movements of the two. When he saw Kimimaro being rendered by Jing Ming's atmosphere and the yearning in his eyes, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Okay, let's have a meal first."

With that, Orochimaru's eyes picked up on both sides of the street.

Finally three people entered a small restaurant, Orochimaru said something directly to the boss, and waited for the food to be served.

Soon, plates of attractive delicacies were put on the table, Orochimaru put his palms together politely, and said something I started.

Jing Ming learned everything, and then just waited there.

He was waiting for Orochimaru to eat first.

However, Orochimaru is so good to be a teacher at this moment. He smiled and looked at Kimimaro: "Remember what I said to you?"

Kimimaro was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded, his face serious, "Living itself has no meaning, but if you continue to live, you may meet interesting people..."

As he said, he quietly glanced at Jing Ming, saw that he was looking straight at himself, blushing, and quickly turned his head, then said: "...and interesting things, just like Master Orochimaru met Me, and I met... met... the food in front of me."

"good."

Orochimaru said in a hoarse voice, not knowing whether he was complimenting Kimimaro or agreeing with it.

He picked up a fish fillet, put it in his mouth, and chewed gently.

Jing Ming and Kimimaro also joined the action of enjoying the food.

However, the speaker was unintentional, and the listener was intentional. Jing Ming picked up a piece of eel and put it in his mouth. The rich savory flavour and the rice were delicious.

"...Good food?" Jing Ming's eyes were deep.

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