Tamu Immortal of Mt. Miaomu

Chapter 222 Laid-Off and Reemployment of Xiao Members
Konoha Village, Konoha Hospital.

With a loud bang, a huge blood-colored sickle suddenly stood on the floor, smashing a big hole in the originally flat marble floor.

"Hahaha"

A ferocious laugh sounded, and Fei Duan's lavender eyes were full of fanatical flames: "Today, I will spread the blood of the evil god to the entire ninja world!"

"Hundan, what do you want to do!"

"This is Muye Hidden Village!"

A Konoha Shinobi who came to the hospital for treatment due to a minor injury suddenly tensed up, and took out a kunai from his ninja tool bag and held it tightly in front of him:

The mysterious man with a big gray back in front of him could wield such a huge scythe with his fingers. At first glance, he was a dangerous person who should not be underestimated.

"Oh? Are you going to prevent me from carrying out the will of Lord Cthulhu?"

Hidan's arm muscles exerted force slightly, and the huge bloody scythe jumped up from the ground, aiming straight at the Konoha jounin. The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a bit due to the strong murderous aura.

Such a terrible killing intent, and this strong smell of blood
Konoha Jominin's brow suddenly seeped several layers of cold sweat. It turned out that none of the enemies he had encountered in the mission could bring him such a great sense of oppression.

"Quick, hurry up and ask for support!"

Konoha Shinobu hurriedly spoke to the surrounding medical staff.

The medical staff looked at each other, but they came forward with strange expressions.
Then, they held down the agitated Konoha jounin.

"What are you doing?"

Jonin said with a confused face, "That one over there is the dangerous person!"

"Dangerous ghost"

A young doctor couldn't help complaining, "That is a distinguished guest of our Konoha Hospital!"

Hiduan, recommended by Konoha medical god Tam and medical leader Tsunade, is a contemporary model who insists on coming to Konoha Hospital every day to donate blood for charity.

What's more, other people's blood donation is counted in milliliters, but Mr. Fei Duan's blood donation is counted in catties.
In addition, under the instruction of an unknown "Master Evil God", relying on his strange immortality, he actively undertakes various medical experiments, drug experiments and organ experiments day after day without asking for rewards. Donate volunteers.

Coupled with the support of Tsunade and Tam, the medical staff of Konoha Hospital have long treated Hidan as a father.
On the other side, there were two young nurses who greeted Fei Duan in a cheerful manner, and said in a soft voice:

"Mr. Fei Duan, ignore that person, please follow us this way."

Fei Duan put away his sickle, showing a triumphant evil smile:

"Sure enough, Lord Cthulhu is right!"

"Spreading the blood of the evil god is a great cause that no one dares to stop!"

The two nurses covered their mouths and chuckled, looking at Fei Duan with admiration and respect in their eyes:
Possessing a powerful secret of immortality, he applied it to his great ideal of dedicating himself to the medical cause.
Mr. Hiduan is really a respectable moral model!
"Mr. Fei Duan."

A nurse couldn't help sighing: "Your evil god is really a great god!"

"of course!"

Fei Duan showed a fanatical smile: "That is the supreme evil god!"

Tam, who was carrying Hinata shopping on his big head, suddenly couldn't help but sneezed.
"Eh?"

Hinata leaned down in surprise, looked at Tam below her, and said with a bit of worry in her tone, "Tam, are you sick?"

"Well"

Tam was also puzzled: "No."

strangeness.
With my body, how could I catch a cold?
Wuyin Village, the exclusive training ground for the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

After a sharp sound of metal and iron, Zabu Zhan's mouth went numb, and the broad sword in his hand was sent flying by a force of skill, and landed steadily on the ground more than ten meters away.

Before Bu Zhan could react, the door-wide sharp edge of the Beheading Broadsword was placed on his neck;

The big knife was precisely keeping a subtle distance invisible to the naked eye from his arteries, and if the knife edge went a little further in, blood would splatter in all directions.

"As expected of the hero who eradicated the Akatsuki organization, Senior Loquat Ten Zang!"

"This is the tenth time I have failed the challenge"

If he didn't want to give a sigh of admiration from the bottom of his heart, he could only silently raise his hands to Loquat Shizang and admit defeat.

"Humph!"

Loquat Shizang snorted coldly, and inserted the beheading sword firmly behind his back. Although the words were not pleasant to listen to, there was a hint of appreciation in his tone:

"Boy, if you want to inherit this beheading sword, you are still far away!"

After the Akatsuki organization was destroyed, the partnership career of Loquat Shizang and Itachi came to an end naturally.

As the undercover hero who eradicated the Akatsuki organization, he enjoyed the same treatment as Itachi in Wuyin Village, and was rewarded by Yagura as soon as he came back, and officially restored his status as the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.

In addition to the general tasks of ninja, guiding the training of ninja swords reserve candidates is also one of Juzang's daily tasks.

After withdrawing the beheading sword, Loquat Juzang looked at the sun at noon, and stopped training, just beckoned to go to the sidelines to rest together without beheading.

Loquat Juzang silently wiped off the sweat left by the high-intensity training with a towel, then put on a broad robe, and finally greeted a black crow and stood gently on his shoulder.

"Senior Ten Zang."

Zabuza on the side couldn't help but ask: "Where do you think I'm falling short?"

"Where is the difference?"

Loquat Shizang frowned slightly, "You have mastered the water escape technique, the chopping technique, and the fog hidden killing technique well."

"If I have to say something, there should be something missing."

A little curious: "What's missing?"

"Killing intent, killing intent towards me!"

Loquat Juuzang's voice became cold:
"In the original Kirigakure, if you want to get a higher status, you have to climb up the ladder of flesh and blood"

"The desire to survive can stimulate you to become stronger!"

"Ghost, this is your former title; you should be able to understand this truth!"

"Are you a ghost?"

The eyes that didn't cut were clouded again, and he couldn't help recalling those cold and bloody memories, but in the end he showed a relieved smile, and shook his head lightly:

"I used to think so too."

"However, I have long since found something more worthy of my persistence"

"What is it?"

Loquat Shizang is very interested in the idea of ​​this junior who is very similar to himself.

"Bond."

Without chopping every word, he said these two innocent words that usually only appear in children's animations.

"Are you serious?"

Loquat Ten Zang's expression became very strange: a blood mist ninja with the title of Ghost Man actually said such words to him.
Zabuzhan nodded solemnly, his eyes full of determination:

"That's right, because I found someone I cherish"

"I think, Senior Ten Zang, you should have this kind of bond worth guarding, right?"

Loquat Shizang's heart moved slightly, but his mouth turned hard: "What are you talking about? That kind of person would have died a long time ago."

"The Psychic Crow"

Zaibu pointed to the crow standing on Shizang's shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Senior Shizang, you always carry it with you, and you still talk to it from time to time."

Loquat Shizang suddenly stuttered, and just said insincerely:

"It's just a phone"

"What era is it, is it strange to carry a mobile phone with you and make a phone call occasionally?"

Having said that, the image of that old partner still involuntarily popped up in Loquat Shizang's mind.

"No More Cuts"

At this time, a pleasant female voice suddenly sounded in the training ground.

Loquat Shizang turned his head to look, and saw a beautiful woman in casual clothes, standing there prettyly holding a food box.

Before Shizang could react, Zabuzhan greeted her with a smile on his face, then grabbed the woman's hand, and asked with some consideration and concern, "Why are you here, Xue?"

Xue smiled slightly and just said softly: "You were too careless this morning and forgot to bring your lunch box."

"I couldn't put it down, so I made lunch and sent it over."

Bu Zhan blushed, becoming more and more like an innocent boy: "Thank you for your hard work."

Well.
The promised "ghost man" will not be beheaded again.
Loquat Shizang's cheeks twitched for a while, and finally he couldn't help asking: "If you don't cut it again, who is this?"

"what?"

With a happy smile on his face, Zabuzhan said with a sense of satisfaction: "This is my wife, Xue."

"You, are you married?"

Loquat Shizang was a little shocked: you, like me, have a mouth full of fangs, carry a big knife on your back, cover half of your face, and you don't look like a good person at first glance, you even have a wife?
"Yes!" Zabuza still maintained a happy smile: "We also have a beautiful son."

What the hell is a beautiful son.
I, Loquat Shizang, am 36 years old and still single, but this 26-year-old junior already has a wife and children on the bed?

No more chopping, but he didn't notice the strangeness of Senior Shizang at all, he just took his wife's hand and walked aside to you and me.
Well.
Loquat Shizang looked at the tragic show of affection over there with some speechlessness:

This bastard junior.
I'm afraid you don't want to show me to death so that you can inherit my beheading sword!

(End of this chapter)