Ninja World: I'm a persimmon, a ghost, and I'm not a human anymore

From a distance, Guixier saw a little ghost with long golden hair, rolling up his sleeves, tinkering with something in the open space in front of the temple.His face and body were covered with mud and black ash, and there was a big hole beside him, sparks remained in the hole, and white smoke came out.

Obviously, an explosion just happened here. Judging from the kid's embarrassed appearance, it may have just experienced a failed art experiment.

But he looked very optimistic, humming a little song, dancing with his hands and feet, and soon kneaded a lifelike big spider out of white clay.

"Yeah, it worked!"

Didara raised the spider above his head with both hands, shouted excitedly, then turned around suddenly, and threw the spider in his hand in one direction.

call out.

The spider arced through the air and finally landed behind a small dirt bag.Immediately afterwards, Didara showed a sly smile, and formed a sign of explosive escape, and said to himself: "Send someone to watch me again, see if I give you a good look, drink!"

Following his soft drink, an explosion exploded behind the small soil bag, bursting out with dazzling flames and thick smoke.

"what!"

In the thick smoke, there was a girl's scream and a boy's cough. Obviously, the people hiding there were caught off guard by Didala's sudden attack.

Huh?

Didara succeeded in sneak attack, but he frowned because he felt that the voice of the victim seemed familiar.

really.

In the next second, two figures emerged from the thick smoke and rushed straight towards Didala angrily.

One is Heitu, a girl with short black hair, and the other is Hongtu, a fat man with a simple and honest appearance. They are Didala's junior sister and junior.

"Brother Di-da-la! We finally ran out to see you secretly without telling the truth of the father, but did you welcome us in this way?"

Heitu walked up to Didara in a disheveled manner, put his hands on his hips, and questioned the senior brother angrily.

"Oh, it's the black earth. Can you still blame me for sneaking behind a rock? I thought it was the fourth generation of Tukage who sent people to monitor me and restrict my personal freedom."

Didara spread his hands and said with a rogue face.

What is surprising is that there is a mouth in each of the palms of his hands. When he speaks, the tongue in his mouth keeps moving.He uses the mouth in the palm of his hand to chew the clay and shape it into various shapes.

This is a special talent that belongs to Didara.

"Brother Didala, you think too badly of Mr. Tuying. He just asked you to calm down here. As long as you promise not to cause damage in the village in the future, you can go back at any time."

Hongtu on the side said naively.

"Humph."

Hearing this, Didara snorted unhappily, turned his head to one side, and said impatiently, "Tell me what you have to do, don't disturb my art research, I almost lost my inspiration. "

"Art? Kneading these ugly spiders out of clay, and then throwing them out to explode, is that the art of Brother Didala? Who would recognize this kind of art?" Heitu frowned and questioned.

"Hahaha, you don't understand this, Heitu."

Didala laughed, put his hands on his hips, and said arrogantly, "True art is not understood by the ignorant world. How can you two little devils understand my art?"

Heitu was still unconvinced, rolled his eyes, and continued to ask: "Then let me ask you again, can your art be eaten? You live in this temple alone, what do you rely on for your living, relying on these exploding spiders?" ?"

She thought this question would be Deidara, but she didn't expect him to answer without hesitation:

"Of course. Don't forget, your senior brother is a genius ninja. I can take on some missions outside, such as assassination, destruction of buildings, etc., which can be easily completed by using the art of explosion. At that time, it will be very difficult to support yourself Easy stuff."

As a result, just as he finished speaking these words with confidence, his stomach let out a grunt and grunt.

"So hungry."

It was only then that Didala remembered that he had entered a state of flow due to his excessive indulging in art research, and completely forgot the passage of time.Looking back now, I haven't eaten for almost a whole day, so Dang even feels dizzy for a while.

With a plop, he fell to the ground, and was about to faint from hunger.

"I'm almost starving to death and still talking hard."

Heitu shook his head, although his words were unforgiving, but he felt sorry for his senior brother in his heart.She glanced at Hongtu, who put down the food box in his hand, and took out a steaming bibimbap and meatball soup from it.

"Eat it, we brought it for you specially, who told you that you are our big brother." Heitu crossed his arms and looked down at the dejected Didala, saying.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Didara's eyes lit up first. At this moment, he didn't care about face. Even though he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he wished he could pounce on the food box and eat everything.

But in the next second, after seeing the food brought by the two of them, he suddenly frowned and complained to the black soil:

"Why bibimbap? I hate bibimbap the most. It's the worst food in the world. Did you do it on purpose?"

"It's good to eat some, and you still pick and choose. You know, Hongtu and I are both hungry, and we bought these foods for you with the pocket money we saved. You really let me down by saying these words Our kindness."

Heitu rolled his eyes, becoming more and more dissatisfied with Didala.

"Then take it away, I don't want it."

Deidara suppressed his hunger, sat down again, and said firmly, "I, Didara, will never eat a bite of bibimbap even if I starve to death today!"

"Don't eat and pull down!"

Heitu finally couldn't take it anymore and yelled.However, she didn't really take the food away, but left the food box where it was, and then left in a huff with a simple and honest red face.

"Gollum..."

Didara watched the backs of the two go away, until they disappeared completely, and his stomach growled again.

He stared straight at the bibimbap, and finally hunger overcame everything, he picked it up and devoured the meal, and wiped it out in a whirlwind.

"It's delicious."

Didara ate the bibimbap without a grain of rice left, and drank the meatball soup again, and said something.

He touched his still shriveled belly, reckoning that he was only half full, which was far from enough.

"Oh, there's no way."

Didara sighed, stood up helplessly, and was going to look around in the surrounding towns to see if he could receive any entrusted missions and the like, and make some money to fill his stomach first.

Great artists often have a down-and-out life experience, and they have to compromise on life more or less.

There is no way, we need to have a meal.

However, just as Didara packed up all his belongings (actually, it was just a cloth bag) and was about to leave, he suddenly discovered that a person appeared on the side of the road at some point.

The man folded his arms and leaned against a big tree, looking at this side, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"who are you?"

Asked alertly, Didara hid his hands behind his back, chewing clay with his mouth, and started making bombs.

The stranger in front of him was able to quietly appear nearby, making him unaware.

"Don't be nervous, kid, I have no ill intentions towards you. You should understand that if I made a surprise attack on you just now, you wouldn't be able to stand and talk to me now."

As Kisame spoke, he walked towards Didara and joked, "By the way, I heard what you said just now. You said that you would rather starve to death than eat a bite of bibimbap, but I It seems that you eat very deliciously."

Hearing the words, Didara realized that his embarrassment was in the eyes of the other party, and couldn't help blushing, and it took him a long time to say: "... I want you to take care of it."

"Hehe. Cut the nonsense, I came to Yanyin Village this time just for you, a talented artist. I have a mission to entrust to you, and the reward will definitely satisfy you. And you can still do it during the mission. Show off your explosion art. How about it, interested?"

Kisame cut to the chase and seduced Didara with words, just like a child trafficker.

"Really?"

Didara's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he jumped up from the ground, looking very excited.As soon as he was about to go out to accept the commission, the client came to the door by himself, which went too smoothly.

Moreover, the other party also called him a "genius artist", which made Didala, who had always been questioned by the villagers, feel the warmth of the spring sun, and was about to float up on the spot.

When he was young, he was completely immersed in his own art world all day long, and he lacked awareness and understanding of the world of intrigues.

What a simple guy.

"of course it's true."

Guixie's eyes flashed, and he had no psychological burden on such things as abducting ignorant teenagers.He glanced at the surroundings of the temple, and then said to Didara, "As for the specific task content, let's talk about it in another place."

"Yeah, listen to you." Didara quickly responded.

Half an hour later, in a small town nearby.

Guixie and Didala walked into a small shop, and the proprietress immediately greeted them with a smile on her face, and asked them, "Good afternoon, both of you, what are you going to eat?"

"Give me tender chicken and soju."

Kisame snapped his fingers, then glanced at Didara beside him, and before the latter spoke, he smiled and said to the proprietress, "As for this little artist, I think he would like Kanto fried eggs, right? ?”

"How do you know? I like eating this the most!" Didara's eyes widened, and he was very surprised, and his affection for the man in front of him increased a little.

Ghost shark smiled without saying a word.

Soon, steaming hot food was served.

"Eat it open, I'm treating you. Artists also need to fill their stomachs in order to burst out with enough inspiration." Kisame said generously.

"Then I won't be polite. I'll start!" Didara put his palms together, and then started to eat a lot. He ate several bowls of Kanto boiled fried eggs in one go, and finally his stomach was full and bulging.

After resting in the small shop for a while, after digesting the food in my stomach.

The two came to the outside of the street, in a forest glade not far away.

"Before I formally entrust you with the task, I need to test your ability to ensure that you are qualified to take on this entrustment. Do you have any questions?" Guixie stared at Didara and asked.

"Let's just let the horse come here. Let's say it first, I will not show mercy."

Didara raised his hands and licked the tongues on his palms, looking eager to try.

boom!boom!boom!

In the woods, the sound of explosions continued to be heard, accompanied by the flickering of fire and the falling of trees.Deidara continuously produced detonating clay from his body, and manipulated them to approach Kisame, causing explosions again and again.

Kisame dodged left and right, dodging every attack of Didala calmly, and taunted lightly: "Is this all you have? The so-called art of explosion seems to be nothing more than that."

"Don't underestimate me, bastard!"

Didara was really irritated, and he couldn't allow others to despise his art.So, without hesitation, he resorted to the strongest move, creating a clay bird as tall as a man, and flew towards Gui Sha with a whooping sound.

Boom!

The flying bird exploded in front of Ghost Shark, producing a violent flame that instantly engulfed him.

Oops.

Didara's face changed when he saw this scene, he didn't expect to be impulsive and accidentally killed his employer.

259、Putting the wall

Art, produced at the moment of explosion, is a kind of fleeting beauty.

Although Deidara doesn't look serious, he is usually calm and thoughtful when fighting. There is only one situation that can make him lose his mind—that is, he feels that his art is underestimated by his opponent.

Just like it is now.

Kisame ridiculed Didara's explosion art, which made the "young artist" furious, and impulsively resorted to the strongest killing move, using a violent explosion to kill Kisame bury.

However, just when Didara thought with annoyance that he accidentally killed his employer and lost his job——

In his inconceivable gaze, Kisame, who was in the center of the explosion, just raised his hand lightly, and a strange devouring force emanated from his palm, instantly absorbing the flames and shock waves produced by the explosion.

"What did you do? How did you do it?"

Didara came back to his senses, saw the unharmed Kisame, and hurried to him, asking in surprise.

"It's just a small skill." Gui Shar said lightly, passing it by.

"Then... did I pass your test?" Didara felt that the man in front of him was unpredictable, and his tone unconsciously tinged with awe, and he asked nervously.

"Well, I can barely count you as qualified." Kisame thought for a while, then nodded, as a recognition of Didala's ability.

Hearing this, Deidara beamed with joy, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"However, before I officially release the task entrustment, I still have to ask you a question."

Kisame walked to a big rock, Dama sat down firmly, then looked at Didara, and asked, "What do you think about the death of your master, the third Tsuchikage Onoki?"

Why did you suddenly ask such a question?

Deidara was taken aback, then put his hands on his chest and snorted softly: "You mean that annoying old man? He died so well that no one can care about me anymore. I'm so happy, eh."

"Really, isn't it duplicity?" Guixie narrowed his eyes.

"Not at all!"

Didara firmly denied it, but everyone could see that he still had deep feelings for the dead Onoki.Perhaps because he was a little impatient with Guixier's question, he frowned and asked back, "What are you trying to trick?"