People are in Hokage, start with an old tree on the grave of Jinglingting

In the patter of rain.

A strange white pigeon descended from the sky, Didara jumped down, took off the rain hat, revealing the golden braid, a retractable mechanical eye focused on the cave, and then walked in quickly;

The cave was empty and gloomy and cold, surrounded by raised stone piers, and there was no one there for the time being. Didara was the first to arrive. Unlike Orochimaru who likes to be absent from meetings, Didara must come to sign in every meeting , he likes this kind of internal meeting where they discuss things.

Not long after he arrived, the wind chime under the rain hat trembled, and the red cloud robe with a black background was dragged in the water, splashing ripples, reflecting a ferocious face, the body seemed to be crouched and curled up in the black robe, crawling towards walk forward;

It's the Red Sand Scorpion. He came early on purpose today, because he heard the news of Orochimaru's rebellion. He was very happy. He felt that the puppet he made could have one more collection, and no one would try to snatch it from him. .

"Yo, Uncle Scorpion came very early~" Didara grinned with his palms open, like a ADHD patient, and kept making bomb spiders all the time.

In two days, he will have to fight Goutei Shisanban, and he must prepare enough artworks to set off a gorgeous fireworks for Goni Shisanban's funeral.

It's a pity that Didala was reluctant to see this organization destroyed in his heart. He once thought of defecting and voting for another.

"Little ghost, who do you call uncle? Do you also want to be made into a puppet by me?" The Red Sand Scorpion's voice was hoarse and cracked.

While speaking, the corner of the black mask, only revealing a pair of dark blue eyes, came in. Behind him was a newcomer with gray back hair, an evil god necklace around his neck, and a huge scythe on his back. .

"Wow, a dwarf and a kid, are they teammates in the organization? Kakuzu, are you sure, didn't they ask me to sacrifice to the evil god?"

The newcomer Fei Duan, who has not yet obtained the black-bottomed red cloud robe, explained what it means to die properly!

Didara stopped and squeezed the clay, a white spider under his feet followed the darkness in the cave, and crawled covertly towards Fei Duan; the red sand scorpion turned its back to the back, with a scorpion tail sticking out from under its tailbone, piercing and flying like lightning. segment of the throat.

Blood splashed from his throat, blocking Fei Duan's non-stop trash talking since he came in. At the same time, an explosion of flames exploded, and a jagged broken leg was blown off and flew out.

"I apologize to you on his behalf. This guy's brain is not very good. I suspect that he sacrificed his IQ to the evil god before obtaining the immortal body."

Jiaodu stroked his forehead and sighed, as if he was used to this kind of process, who knows what he has experienced in getting along with Fei Duan?

While apologizing deeply, he stretched out tentacles like black threads from his cuffs, grabbed back the blown broken leg, and quickly sewed it back to the broken thigh, using the two-stage cross sewing method, which is so skillful that it makes people feel distressed .

Facing Fei Duan's aggrieved and begging gaze, Jiaodu dug out the poisoned rotten flesh from Fei Duan's throat, and then half-sewed up the flesh with a needle and thread without suturing the throat. He felt that in the following meeting, let the Hiduan, let's be dumb first.

"It's for your own good. Even an immortal body might die so that there's not even dross left if you act like you." Jiaodu said meaningfully to Fei Duan.

Didala and the Red Sand Scorpion looked at each other, showing face to Kaku who had assassinated the first Hokage and survived, and letting go of the ignorant newcomer Hidan.

"Immortal body? Kakuto, you are afraid that a ghost will be brought into the organization, right?"

A section of Nepenthes squirmed out from the ground, and a pitch-black Heijue emerged from the ground, and a pair of small malicious eyes locked on Fei Duan.

"Well, it's a follower of Yuzhiguo's cult. I've confirmed that it's the first and only successful case of the forbidden technique experiment of that cult!" Kadotsu replied, "It's the same as the ghost you mentioned. Immortality is different, at least he's just immortal and not regenerative."

"Experiment on the forbidden technique of the Evil God Sect?" Heijue's pupils shrank slightly, and he said in his heart, "I've heard of this sect, but I didn't expect their forbidden technique experiment to be successful. Did a ghost come out?"

"Where is this sect now?" Hei Jue asked the key.

"All of them died. As soon as the forbidden technique experiment was successful..." Kakuzu said with a smile, "To thank them, Hidan sent them all to the evil god."

It is precisely because of this that Jiaodu has taken a fancy to Fei Duan and introduced him to Xiao's organization. This style of work is very in line with the style within the organization.

Hei Jue: "...."

"Don't worry, there can be no problem with Fei Duan. His IQ and chatterbox can't be the spies lurking in." Jiaodu has already seen through Fei Duan's IQ value, how could a ghost be such a stupid human being.

"Immortal, really? I don't believe it!"

Suddenly, a gloomy and sickly sound came in from outside, faster than the sound was the high-speed spinning poker, like a flat blade, instantly cut to Fei Duan's head.

Fei Duan's head was numb, he turned around quickly, pulled out the scythe on his back, and chopped off the playing cards flying in front of him.

The moment the swirling poker touched the sickle, it fell vertically three inches strangely, and then picked up obliquely, as if being remotely flicked by an invisible rubber band, the speed increased sharply, and at a tricky angle, the poisonous snake Biting coldly on Fei Duan's neck.

Chi!

The newly sewn throat thread was broken, and a smooth scar was exposed. Hiduan's head fell down, stuck by the invisible thread, and bounced back to Hisoka's palm.

The person who came was Hisoka who followed Heijue, dressed in a poker suit, walked through the tunnel at the entrance of the cave with flirtatious and sexy steps, and greeted his future colleagues brightly when entering.

"Ah, now I'm a little convinced!"

Hisoka held Fei Duan's head, dangling in front of his eyes, the latter was silently cursing with his mouth open and tongue sticking out.

"Magician Hisoka, that kind of invisible thread is very similar to chakra thread, but it seems to be more concealed and elastic." The red sand scorpion stared at Hisoka with bright eyes. He wanted Hisoka's ability. , Of course, it would be even more perfect if Xisuo could be made into a human puppet.

Didala controlled the mechanical eye to shrink the focus, and could only vaguely see a transparent thread, but what he couldn't see was naturally the invisible spirit attached to the thread.

Jiaodu's face was a bit ugly, after all, he was a newcomer brought by himself, and he was bullied one after another, which made his face dull, and the stitching over and over again was also very tiring.

"Are you scolding me?" Hisoka didn't look at the reactions of the people in the cave, he just held Fei Duan's head, as if he had found a fun toy, and observed Fei Duan's mouth shape with his eyes, A seductive and sexy smile appeared on his face, "If I chop your head up to the size of a fingernail, can you still be stitched back?"

Hidan remained silent: "...."

He wasn't afraid, he was just seriously thinking about this possibility, and then his brain trembled after being sacrificed to lose his IQ.

The head was cut into pieces, and Kakuzu might be able to sew it back together, but can Kakuzu be able to hold back the spilled "tofu brain"...

This is a question worth thinking about!