Red sand dust

Ibaraki was not surprised when a guy suddenly appeared to disrupt the situation.

Hidan, who is not very smart, only wants to promote the teachings of the "evil god". Because it is not going well, he does not obey the control very much. Kakuzu, who can restrict his actions, has been captured during the last attack on Sunagakure Village. Go, the result is probably not good, and his body may even be made into a human puppet.

The new owner of "Kong Chen", Ibaraki, is even more difficult to gain trust. If it weren't for the current shortage of manpower in the "Akatsuki" organization, his head would have been chopped off and exchanged for money in an underground bounty house.

If you don't let Bai Jue's clone keep an eye on him, I'm afraid the mission will not be completed and it will cause chaos to the "Akatsuki" organization.

It was not easy to find the opportunity for the two-tailed Jinchuuriki to be left alone by the wooden man. It took a long time to determine its position. If he didn't catch it, he didn't know when the next opportunity would be.

Ibaraki, who had been calculating for a long time, grabbed Hidan's ankle, lifted him up, and threw him to the ground hard. He did it again and again, and finally extinguished the flames on his body.

The stubborn Hidan not only didn't scream, but actually indulged in it, with a weird smile on his face.

After Ibaraki stopped moving, he propped up his elbows and sat up with difficulty.

"You are too quick and too cruel. What should you do now?"

He was seriously injured, his hands and feet were cut off, and only Hidan himself knew whether he could return to his peak fighting strength during the battle to capture the Jinchuuriki soon after.

Ibaraki, who didn't care, kicked the wood next to the fire to make it burn more vigorously.

"What does it have to do with me if you are looking for trouble on your own?"

After a pause, Ibaraki said casually,

"This summer night is actually so cold. It must be too cold in the Kingdom of Thunder..."

Because it is moistened by the warm southeast current, the Kingdom of Thunder is a little warmer than the Kingdom of Earth at the same latitude. However, the cold air blowing from the Kingdom of Snow in the north from time to time also gives this large country in the northeastern corner of the continent a "quick freeze."

Compared to ninjas from southern countries, Kumo ninjas are indeed more cold-resistant.

Since traveling north, Ibaraki and Hidan have seen many vast plains that stretch as far as the eye can see, as well as continuous mountains that divide the region, and some towering snow peaks that can be seen from a long distance away.

It is said that the headquarters of Yunyin Village is built on the top of the mountains. The sky city and cloister suspension bridge submerged in the clouds are unknown how spectacular they must be.

Realizing that Ibaraki seemed to be even more unreasonable than his former teammate Kakuzu, no, a madman even crazier than himself, Hidan didn't want to cause any more trouble until he recovered.

The believer of the "evil god" who was completely unable to move, bit the long handle of the bloody March sickle with his mouth, hooked a severed hand back with the end, connected it with the severed wrist, wrapped it skillfully with a bandage, and then like The squirming flesh worm struggled to hold all its limbs in place before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's just inconvenient without Big Brother Kakuzu's stitching. Waiting for automatic recovery is really too slow..."

"Huh? Your body's immortality turns out to be nothing more than this. It's too bad..."

Ibaraki turned around and grinned, showing two rows of sharp teeth.

"How did you get into the organization at this level?"

He was about to have a heart attack, but when he realized that his fighting power had not yet been restored, Hidan suppressed the displeasure on his face and changed his appearance.

"Talents are diverse, and I also have very powerful abilities. Lord Evil God still favors me..."

Ibaraki tilted his head, and after thinking for a moment, he responded:

"I've heard that you, relying on your immortality, cast a very strange blood spell, which made many masters more powerful than you hate you! If this is all you have, it is probably of no use to me... "

"You won't know until you try it..."

Hidan argued unconvincingly, and Ibaraki didn't pay much attention. Instead, he came closer and curiously looked at Hidan who was now at his mercy, and said with a smile:

"If you agree to let me study your body, I will help you sew up the wound. What do you think? Speaking of which, we should hurry up when we are on our way. You are really holding yourself back now..."

"Research?"

The corner of Hidan's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He looked at the monster in front of him weighing a few taels of bloodless flesh in his hand. Ibaraki had cut them off easily. He seemed to want to test whether the flesh that was still trembling slightly could be used. You cannot grow a "small flying section".

"No need! I'd better do it myself..."

Hidan, who quickly refused, suddenly remembered something and said to the White Zetsu clone beside him,

"Come here! If you don't help me and delay the mission, you can't afford it..."

"What a shameless declaration..."

Bai Zetsu's clone smiled contemptuously, not caring about Hidan's rudeness, and immediately possessed it. With the blessing of strong vitality, Hidan's injuries quickly improved.

Seeing that there were no more opportunities, Ibaraki shook his head with regret:

"I originally wanted to try out what your blood spell is like..."

"There is a chance..."

Hidan snorted a few times, regained some mobility, grabbed the Bloody March Scythe, and with a sharp swing, cut off the burnt hair, the dirt on his face, and the rotten flesh.

"This is too slow..."

Ibaraki's eyes flashed as he spoke, and he suddenly grabbed Hidan's neck, opened the bone wings on his back, flapped them fiercely, and flew into the air, heading towards the true north.

"I don't know if this white guy is a human or a monster. Please give me directions and remind me when I get there..."

"What are you doing?"

A strange white head appeared on Hidan's shoulder, and he asked with some confusion:

"We can't wait until Mr. Hidan recovers before we can act together?"

Ibaraki chuckled:

"A Jinchuuriki who has just entered the mature stage needs to be so nervous. As long as your intelligence is not wrong, she alone, with her current combat power, is enough..."

"Oh well!"

He deliberately tried to dissuade him, but he realized that these guys in the "Akatsuki" organization were not economical. If he went against their wishes too much, he would probably kill his White Zetsu clone on the spot and shut up.

Half a day later, in a desolate glacier canyon about two hundred kilometers deep into the border of the Kingdom of Thunder, not too far from the northern ice field, the three of them looked down at a dilapidated ancient ruins, with everything in disarray. The weathered stone materials can barely predict the scale of the ancient city.

"A huge city of this size must have had an underground network extending in all directions when it was first built. It is really not easy to find the exact hiding place of the Two-Tailed Jinchuuriki..."

Ibaraki frowned slightly. Neither the body nor the puppet body liked to fight in too narrow a place. They could not take advantage of their ability to fly, speed, and flexibility. Once they got into a hard fight, they would be in trouble.

Although he despises the two-tailed Jinchuuriki Yukijin, he still has to take it easy when it comes to fighting.