Naruto Shikigami Aizen

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"Hahahaha! Let me do this kind of thing, it's better to kill me directly!"

In the lush forest that had just been washed by the rain, there was a very sharp laughter at this moment.

Located in front of a huge tree hole.

Nagato and the others stared coldly at the crimson wriggling flesh and blood in front of them.

On top of that lump of flesh and blood.

At this moment, Jia Jin's gloomy face stared at Ai Ran and his group with a kind of sneering eyes.

However, even if he showed such an extremely disgusting attitude, Lan Ran still maintained a calm smile on his face, looking at him gently.

As if he felt that it was boring to be the only one laughing, Jia Jin also slowly restrained his smile, fixed his eyes on Aizen, and said in a sharp and gloomy voice.

"Then... hurry up and kill me!"

Regarding this, Aizen seemed to have great patience, sizing him up gently with deep eyes, and said calmly.

"Why would you rather choose to die than do something like change the world?"

"Is it dissatisfaction with joining my team? Or, do you have a deep-rooted opinion on this matter that cannot be changed?"

Hearing Aizen's words, Jiajin's face sank on the mass of flesh and blood, staring at Aizen with evil eyes, and said in a hoarse voice.

"I should have said it already, this world has been abandoned by the gods!"

"So, a guy like you with the idea of ​​changing the world is undoubtedly the stupidest person!"

Hearing Gagin's insulting words, Nagato and the others could hardly restrain their killing intent.

I saw that the eyes in their eyes almost wanted to kill Jiajin, and they all exuded a strong momentum, and they all attacked Jiajin!

Sensing the killing intent of the crowd against him, Jia Jin had a gloomy face, but he was not afraid at all, instead he said with a sinister smile.

"Yeah... you really want to kill me!"

"Hurry up and do it, otherwise, I might do something even more egregious, hahahaha!!"

Hearing his words, Nagato's purple samsara eyes flickered strangely, stepped forward, stared at Jia Jin with cold eyes, and said respectfully.

"Master Aizen, let me get rid of this rude guy!"

However, Aizen glanced at him lightly, his voice full of magnetism.

"Nagato, I am very touched that you can act for me, but I haven't finished my words, can you go back to the original position first?"

Hearing Aizen's calm but unquestionable words.

Nagato's face covered by his long black hair couldn't help turning pale, and he quickly knelt down on one knee beside Aizen, and said guiltily.

"I'm sorry, Aizen-sama...my lord, I overstepped..."

In response to this, Aizen gently pressed his palm on his shoulder, the corner of his mouth hooked, and his voice was full of magnetism.

"I don't mean to blame you, get up, if this guy insists on the last choice, I will hand him over to you to dispose of freely."

Hearing Aizen's words, Nagato's complexion improved a bit.

When he got up and retreated, he couldn't help but cast a cold glance at Jia Jin, and said coldly in his heart.

This guy... actually made me offend Brother Aizen...

Don't give me a chance...or...I'll make you feel worse than hell! !

After Nagato returned to his original position, Yahiko and the others couldn't help but give him a comforting look.

Although Nagato's actions just now somewhat offended Aizen-sama, but... there is no doubt that it was all caused by this guy in front of him!

Therefore, everyone stared at Jia Jin with a little bit of the same hatred.

At this time, Jia Jin also felt a slight chill in the depths of his soul, and his eyes shrank to the size of a pinprick.

What surprised him even more was the figure that had just stepped out. He couldn't help but move his lips slightly, and said in a trembling voice.

"Then...those eyes are... reincarnation eyes!!"

"How...how could those eyes really exist!!"

Hearing Jia Jin's words, Nagato and the others stared at him coldly, while Aizen flashed a look of interest in his eyes, glanced at Jia Jin lightly, and said with a light smile.

"You know the eyes of reincarnation?"

Facing Aizen's question, Jiajin's face darkened.

After a moment of silence, he slowly raised his eyes, the look of disbelief still remained in his eyes, looking at Nagato's eyes as if looking at some extinct animal, and said hoarsely.

"Of course the little monk knows..."

"The eyes of reincarnation...these are the eyes of the fairy who founded the Ninja sect in the legend..."

"It's the pupil art that only real gods can have!"

Hearing his words, Xiaonan and the others looked at Nagato in surprise.

Although they knew that the eye of reincarnation was the eye of the legendary Six Paths Immortal, they did not expect that even this very powerful evil god in front of them would be so respected...!

Hidan, who was at the back of the team, couldn't help staring at Nagato immediately.

The abnormal worship of the gods made him look at Nagato fanatically after hearing the words of the evil god.

As for Jiajin's words, Nagato glanced at him with disdain, his indifference was obvious.

At this moment, Gagin seemed to be in deep thought, muttering to himself.

"The eyes of reincarnation... how could it really exist..."

"Since the eyes of reincarnation appear in this world, does it prove that the gods have not forgotten this land?"

"Or... this guy will become a god to rule this land!!"

"Then everything I've done...is it all wrong!!"

When he muttered to this point, his face suddenly showed a ferocious and sinister expression, he stared at Nagato with an extremely vicious look, and shouted loudly.

"Why!"

"Why does it appear again even after abandoning this land! The gods don't exist! Only the little monk... only the little monk can truly pity the people of the world!!"

Just when he howled crazily.

Lan Ran standing in front of him raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Jia Jin who was very angry at this time with interest in his eyes, and said with a light smile.

"What a pathetic guy..."

Hearing his words, Jia Jin, who was howling crazily, suddenly stopped speaking, looked at him coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"You said the little monk is pathetic!?"

In this regard, Aizen said with a smile in his voice.

"You said that you used to be merciful to the world, so you spent a lot of time day and night in order to resolve the disputes of the war."

Hearing his words, Jiajin's eyes flashed with clarity and pain, and his voice was hoarse.

"That's right... In order to seek peace from the gods for the world, the little monk endured the pain of day and night for the people of the world, year after year, just to end the wars and disputes in the world..."

Hearing this, Aizen couldn't help flashing a smile in his eyes, and his voice was full of magnetism.

"Why do you want to pray to the gods? Obviously you have such power, why don't you choose to personally intervene in the war in the world?"

Hearing Lan Ran's words, Jia Jin was taken aback for a moment, and then, a gloomy expression appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice.

"How can such a thing be done!?"

"In this world, the royal power changes, and the forces of all parties rise and fall one after another. After all, it is ordinary people who suffer!"

"Even if the little monk occupies one side and becomes the king, how can he save everyone in the world!?"

"In the end...this kind of thing can only be done by the gods..."

Jia Jin hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Aizen, who looked at him with a smile and continued to chuckle.

"Then...why don't you want to establish a country to rule the entire continent?"

"Be a monarch who has a constitution in his mouth and a prophecy in his words. In this case, as long as he promulgates a decree prohibiting fighting, won't he be able to stop the war from proceeding?"

Hearing Aizen's words, Jiajin's pupils shrank involuntarily and trembled slightly!

I saw him stammering as if his mind was in a mess.

"This... How could this kind of thing happen... Only the gods can end the chaos in this world... How could it be possible for the little monk to do it... No... Impossible..."

Aizan seemed to provoke him on purpose, glanced at him with a chuckle, and smiled softly.

"You even dare to bear the title of evil god, why don't you become the monarch of the world? Or...there are some existences whose power is stronger than you and can stop your actions!?"

Speaking of this, Aizen's eyes flickered with a slightly cold light.

However, Jia Jin, who had already turned into a mass of flesh and blood, was stunned when he heard Aizen's words.

At this moment, he recalled the past that he hadn't recalled for a long time.

It was an era of war.

In a temple, a young monk rings the bell every day to pay homage to the Buddha. He looks very handsome.

"Gagin, have you had enough for breakfast?"

One day, a kind and kind old monk touched his head softly and asked.

The little monk shrunk his face, and said in a childish voice.

"Master, the porridge and rice in the temple are boiled like water, and Brother Jiadu only gave Jiajin a bowl... Gulu Gulu!"

Before he finished speaking, his stomach let out a miserable cry.

The little monk Jiajin was not shy because of this, but just showed a frustrated expression.

Hearing this, the old monk carefully took out half a piece of dry food from his arms, gently placed it in Jia Jin's arms, and said lovingly.

"I'm full for the teacher, this is for Jiajin to eat."

The little monk Jiajin was very happy, and smiled slightly to the master, and then began to eat heartily.

The old monk gently stroked his head, speaking slowly and kindly.

"When the war is over, we will have food, wait, wait..."

Hearing his words, the little monk Jiajin's eyes lit up, and he said happily in a childish voice.

"At that time, Jiajin must eat two steamed buns every meal!"

In this regard, the old monk couldn't help but smiled happily, like a child, full of fantasy and joy.

"At that time, as a teacher, I will add gold paint to all the gods in this temple, hehehe, add gold, do you know that your dharma name is called Jiajin because of the wish of being a teacher? .”

The little monk pursed his lips and said in a childish voice.

"I know, I know, the brothers still make fun of Jia Jin with this name..."

The old monk gently stroked his head and said softly.

"The merit is immeasurable, the Dharma becomes gold... As a teacher, I really hope to see that day..."

The little monk Jiajin listened in the arms of the master, his immature eyes were full of confusion about the future.

That winter, the old monk died...

In the era of war and chaos, the elderly monk had no charcoal fire to keep warm, and no food to fight hunger. In this era when human life was not as good as grass, he died like this if he couldn't make it through.

Time flies.

Many years have passed, and the little monk has grown up, but the war is still not over.

There were not many people in the temple at this time, people died every day, people escaped every day, and people came in every day...

night.

There was another strange sound in the temple suffering from hunger and cold.

"Puff..." "Puff..." "Puff..."

Under the faint candlelight, a handsome monk was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone statues of many gods, stabbing his body fiercely with a knife.

Then, pull it out, poke it in again... and repeat...

Blood slowly flowed under his body, gathering into a pool.

His face looked delicate, but it was a little pale, and his body was very thin.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat and his face turned pale. After the hundredth knife pierced his body, he slowly joined his hands together and prayed softly.

"Jiajin is willing to suffer from this sword cutting day and night, and I hope that all the gods will recite Jiajin's sincerity and liberate the world..."

After speaking, he fell to the ground and fainted.

But after he fainted, the blood that gathered on the ground slowly flowed and moved.

Some slowly flowed into his body, while others pulled into long red threads, spread into the temple, and inserted into the temple silently, and came to the temple to take refuge. in the body of the hungry people.

The next day....Gajin woke up, and someone died in the temple....

I don't know how long it has passed, but this temple has always existed, and the war has never ended.

From time to time, people entered this temple, and people continued to die.

It's just that sometimes this monarch is in power, and sometimes it is replaced by that monarch.

One day, a group of desperate bandits stormed the temple.

How could the bony hungry people who originally lived in the temple resist these mobs, humiliate, howl, and torture, all happened in the shrine dedicated to the gods.

That day, Gajin, a young and handsome monk, witnessed all this and his faith collapsed.

Since then, there has been a twisted evil god Jiajin in the world.

The statue enshrined in the shrine did not wait for the golden lacquer to be added to the body, but what it waited for...was covered with blood all over the body...

"Gard is immeasurable, kill yourself to become gold..."

In the bloody hell-like temple, the pupils of Jiajin's eyes shrunk to the size of pinpoints, his face was full of crazy expressions, and he was half crying and half laughing excitedly.

..........

"From now on, if you join my Jiajin Sect, you can get rid of the suffering in the world and eliminate the three karmas of the body!"

"Only...don't believe in the gods...don't obey the gods' punishment...don't realize the gods!"

"Only believers... Only the evil gods add gold!"

In a pitch-black cave, many people dressed strangely gathered together, with crazy expressions on their faces and muttering in unison.

Afterwards, cult rituals of self-mutilation and abuse began one after another.

However, these negative emotions and blood strengthened a delicate monk sleeping in a unique space in a strange state.