After comforting Tsunade and Orochimaru and letting them stay at the Hearthstone Tavern to wait for news, Yasuo returned to the Hatake Tribe alone.

When passing by Sakumo's room, there seemed to be some strange ding-dong-dong sounds coming from the tightly closed wooden door.

However, Yasuo had no interest in exploring and went directly back to his room.

This is the room he has owned alone since he was two years old, and it is also the permanent place where he can use his return skills.

If it's not an emergency, Yasuo likes to use teleportation skills from here.

"Too many fields of view give me a headache."

After muttering something, Yasuo jumped onto his crib, crossed his legs and made a meditating posture.

Yasuo naturally has no wisdom and cannot practice Zen. He is just looking for Jiraiya's location in his mind.

According to the rules of the system, the artificial eye appears in the form of a gingerbread bear, and the real eye appears in the form of a red stick.

The red stick needs to be stuck in the ground to be effective, but the bear cookies can be carried around.

In fact, in the mobile phones that all Yasuo friends have, the Gingerbread Bear acts as a signal receiver.

Although the field of view is limited due to the obstruction of the mobile phone case, it is still very simple to determine the location.

About three minutes later, Yasuo, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes.

"Is Mt. Myoboku originally located in a place like this? No wonder no one can find it easily."

Yasuo muttered something, and his body turned into a red light and disappeared.

In a deep mountain with strange vegetation and the endless chirping of various insects, Jiraiya was wandering around with his head in his hands.

I had no idea where I was, and my cell phone had no signal.

But the big-hearted Jiraiya didn't realize his friends' worries, and instead explored the surroundings with great interest.

Suddenly, two figures confronting each other in the distance attracted Jiraiya's attention.

On one side is a red toad wearing a robe with a samurai sword on his waist, and on the other is a large blue-gray snake.

Both creatures looked to be about the size of one or two people, and their size was not exaggerated.

"Let me, Lord Jiraiya, resolve this dispute."

Just like the original work, Jiraiya, a newborn calf, jumped out with a strange cry and hugged the green snake's tail.

However, just when Jiraiya was about to throw it out, a violent space fluctuation appeared on the ground nearby.

Immediately afterwards, the soil and rocks turned into a whirlpool, and a huge green-skinned toad emerged from it.

"Yo Jiraiya"

The green-skinned toad said hello to Jiraiya, then with a "Ah bah" sound, he opened his bloody mouth and spat out a handsome boy with purple hair.

"Yasuo, Tam, why are you here? Do you know where this place is?"

Jiraiya was only slightly surprised, he was already used to Yasuo's elusiveness.

"Damn it, we agreed to fight in a duel, Wentai, you bastard is so despicable, you actually asked other toads to be your helpers."

"I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense"

While Gama Bunta was unable to argue, the Green Snake, who was easily thrown eight hundred miles away by Jiraiya in the original work, turned into a meteor and disappeared, spat out a letter and slipped away, leaving behind a confused Yasuo.

This dragon-like snake can actually talk. It must not be from Longdi Cave. It looks very similar.

"You two are human children, right?"

At this time, Gamabunta, who had always maintained a vigilant posture, asked.

Compared with his future body that will be as huge as a mountain, the current Gamabunta is only in a minor state and does not give people the oppressive feeling of a boss.

Tam bent down, held his chin in his clam claws and glanced at Wen Tai, squinting and said: "What's going on, little brother, why are you so red in the face? You're being cooked."

Although she was very troubled by the green-skinned toad that was chattering behind her, Bunta, who kept Fukasaku Sennin's instructions in mind, still led the two of them and one toad into the depths of Miaomu Mountain.

In fact, Wen Tai had no doubts about Tam's species, but after excluding all the species he knew, he had no choice but to classify it as a toad.

In front of a waterfall full of toad stone sculptures, a small toad with fluttering white beard is meditating.

When Wentai arrived with Yasuo and his party, the small toad suddenly opened its eyes.

"Lord Fukasaku, I brought the human child."

Listening to Bunta's report, Fukasaku Sennin's old toad face wrinkled into chrysanthemums.

This is not the same as the big master’s prediction.

"Hey, take us to see Gamamaru quickly," Tam suddenly spoke, interrupting Fukasaku Sennin's meditation.

"Hey, how do you know the eldest man's name? Besides, it's very rude of you to do this. The eldest man is an elder."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and lead the way, you are only a thousand years old, why are you putting on such a stinky air?"

Fukasaku Sennin took a look at the green-skinned monster with his hands on the waist of the bucket and his eyes above his head. He was a little unsure about the depth of the opponent, so he had to nod his head and said: "Please follow me."

Although Fukasaku Sennin looks like a little old man, his steps are not slow and he can fly easily.

Along the way, he deliberately chose a rough and difficult road, which made Jiraiya complain a lot.

Fukasaku Sennin squinted his eyes and carefully observed Yasuo and Tam, especially Tam with his peripheral vision.

If this weird green-skinned toad was really qualified to address the great master by his first name, he would naturally treat him with courtesy.

But if it's just a show, Fukasaku plans to educate him on the principles of clam making.

The results of the observation surprised Fukasaku Sennin. With a young man sitting above his head, the green-skinned toad actually maintained a calm appearance from beginning to end.

No matter how rough the road is, no matter how sharp the gravel is, the green-skinned toad always strides forward with its bare feet.

This is not the most important thing. What shocked Fukasaku Sennin the most was that after his careful observation, from the beginning, the green-skinned toad had always been moving forward rapidly and at an absolutely constant speed.

Not only is the speed of each step exactly the same, but the distance of each step is also exactly the same, like a clam-shaped machine.

If everything hadn't happened right under his nose, Fukasaku Sennin would have almost thought it was a clam puppet.

"Damn old toad, where are you taking us, haven't we arrived yet?"

About two hours later, Jiraiya's clothes had become tattered and he had lost one of his shoes. He was leaning on a cane and hanging at the end with his tongue hanging out like a defeated dog.

Fukasaku Sennin was also sweating on his forehead, but Tamu still maintained an enigmatic and indifferent look.

No, there is another person who is even more indifferent.

Yasuo sat on Tam's huge head, set up a small charcoal stove, and was happily eating hot pot.

"Jiraiya, it's not that I don't want to help you as a brother. It's true that you have developed so well in the past two years and your body is too strong. If it were Tsunade or Orochimaru, you might be able to squeeze in a little more."

Putting a piece of tender mutton into his mouth, Yasuo turned around and said sincerely.

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