Farewell, Konoha

Chapter 67 Art is...

Outside Rock Ninja Village.

At this time, Didara has not tied up the conspicuous high ponytail, only the bangs covering the eyes, and he is still a simple young man who likes to play with mud art.

"Hey, Deidara Nisan, are these things really that interesting?"

Heitu sat on one side, dangling his legs, propping his face, watching Didara playing with mud, his small mouth slightly pouted, his face puffed up, and he seemed a little dissatisfied.

And Didara, who was having a great time playing with the clay, didn't care about the expression of the black soil at all, and didn't even turn his head, and said to himself.

"Black soil, these things are always interesting, especially at the moment of explosion, they are simply the most beautiful things in the world."

Didara, with a slightly excited expression, proudly introduced the joy of playing with mud to Heitu.

It was very much like back then, when a young girl in love faced a straight man who didn't waver at all, and was dragged by the other party to introduce something she wasn't interested in at all.

After being introduced by Didara for a while, Heitu's dissatisfaction became more and more obvious on his face. His puffy face and small pursed mouth seemed to be able to hang oil bottles, and his restless legs were flying in the air. Kick, it seems that the target is Didala.

So much so that in the end, he finally shouted in dissatisfaction: "Didara Nisan, I finally ran out to find you to play, and you ended up playing with your mud here!"

"I'm back!"

Heitou jumped down from where he was sitting, and headed towards Iwanin Village without looking back.

Only Didara was left in a daze, holding a clay bird in his hand, as if he was going to give it to Heitu to play with.

Seeing that the other party went back without looking back, Didara scratched his head and was a little puzzled: "He ran here on his own, and went back on his own. I really don't understand this guy Heitu."

Looking at the clay flying bird in his hand, he murmured, "Flying bird! Flying bird, let me see how beautiful you are!"

With a slight push, the clay bird seemed to come alive, spreading its wings and hovering in the air, and then...

Bang!
Asuka exploded!

The dazzling light and surging sound made Didala intoxicated.

This moment, as bright as a shooting star, is the most extreme art in his life, and nothing can match the existence of this art.

Ah!
The flame!
This power!
He still wants to make more, such art, how can it be limited to a mere bird.

Accompanied by pinching a clay bird and flying up again, a green figure suddenly flashed in the air, piercing through the clay bird like lightning.

There was no sound, light, or explosion, and the clay bird seemed to have become real clay, sticking to the green vines, which made Didala frowned, and looked along the vines.

A man and a woman, two people wearing red clouds and black-bottomed robes appeared here at some unknown time, and the vines came out from the hands of one of the men.

As the vines shrank, the clay bird landed on the man's hand, and the man looked down at the clay bird and shook his head.

"Asuka... no!"

This immediately made Didara vigilant, and secretly urged the bird to explode, but there was no movement.

And Naoki felt the trace of Deidara's unique burst chakra, and pulled it out slowly to digest it.

He remembered that this guy's clay bomb was said to be a secret technique in the early stage, but it became a blood successor in the later stage. Now it seems to be the limit ability of blood succession, the ability to burst and escape.

After only a moment of devouring, Rope Tree injected chakra into the clay bird, causing it to swell immediately.

The stupid and cute fat bird flapped its wings and flew up unsteadily. In Didara's eyes, it exploded with different colors along with a roar.

Shining in Deidara's eyes, it is light, light of different colors, Hikari!
Just this performance immediately lowered Didara's vigilance a lot.

As long as it is the same type of explosion art, it is definitely not a bad person, so...

Deidara suppressed the excitement of the exchange, and asked vigilantly, "Who are you?"

Shengshu looked at him, and slowly said: "Shenshu, Zhishu with thousands of hands!"

At the same time, he stretched out his hand and continued, "Are you interested in becoming our partner?"

"partner?"

Didara showed doubts. Although he likes to play with mud, he is not stupid.

"What is the purpose of you looking for me? If you don't explain, I won't join you!"

Deidara stuck his hands in his pockets, chewing clay with his mouth.

Sheng Shu's eyes fell slightly on his hands. To be honest, he was a little puzzled. Is the mouth in this guy's hands natural?It's still a mutation in the later stage of practice, but it's really freaking abnormal.

Even a pervert like him feels perverted!
"Purpose?"

Shengshu repeated, and finally explained: "Let the world reform, is this answer satisfying you?"

The corner of Deidara's mouth twitched, showing a bored expression, and then he drew out a hand, and the mouth on the hand chewed out a spider crawling on the palm.

Arrogantly said: "Not satisfied, what does this kind of shit have to do with me, my pursuit of life is only art, and art is..."

"explode!"

Shengshu said this sentence first, which made Didala stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise, and grinned.

"I seem to like you a little bit now!"

The corner of Shengshu's mouth twitched, this guy is really straightforward and cute.

Looking at Didara, he said, "Let me put it another way, are you willing to pursue greater art with me?"

"After all, here, your art can't be displayed, and there's no place to practice, is there?"

Didara stared at the rope tree, as if thinking about the feasibility. As a deviant genius, his thinking was always different from ordinary people.

After all, they are smart, whether it is knowledge or ideas, they are all unconstrained.

At this moment, Zhishu also stretched out his hand, and out of his palms flew out little birds made of chakras, hovering above the sky.

Tilting his head slightly, he pointed at a big rock in the distance, and the bird circled away.

Snapped!
He snapped his fingers, and there was a huge roar mixed with air waves, which made Didala's eyes widen a little bit, emitting a light, and he almost said, Coach, I want to learn this.

Even so, suppressing his excited body, he trembled slightly: "Art, this is art, perfect art!"

Quickly asked: "How did you do it, can I learn? I agreed to my companion."

"I've been impatient in the village for a long time. They don't understand my pursuit of art at all, and they don't appreciate my art at all."

Didara said, his tone changed again, with a little hesitation on his face, and then said.

"However, the old man is very kind to me. If I am asked to deal with the village, I will not do it."

Shengshu smiled lightly, and said with interest: "Then I will let you be Tukage in the future, will you do it?"

Didara was taken aback for a moment, and then blurted out: "Tu Ying? Not interested, not interested!"

He has no interest in being Tuying, he only wants to pursue art, and art is...

explosion!

　py transaction...

　　"Sunlight Leaves"

　　It is the author of two million-word Hokage books, "Hokage, are you all good at self-strategy" and "Sword in Naruto". If you are interested, you can read it.

　　By the way, Didara's hand and mouth, was it born or modified?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)