What is shown on the canvas is the scene of the confrontation between Daimaru and the Kurama family.

"That's a nice drawing!"

Without answering, the girl with her back to Daimaru carefully colored the canvas with a palette in her left hand and a paintbrush in her right hand.

"Isn't the sunlight shining through the treetops too red? Also, the expression on his face is too stiff......"

The hand that was painting stiffened, then gently lowered the brush, and turned his head lightly.

The long hair of the shawl, the soft sideburns hang down to the chest, the ends are tied up, the soft forehead hair, and the elegant hairpin.

The hair color is similar to that of Daimaru, but unlike the dark brown color of Daimaru, Kurama Yakumo's hair color is more brown.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and there is no powder, but it is a little colder.

What a clean face!

"First time meeting, beautiful little girl, I'm a sand ninja, I passed by here unintentionally, and there is no malicious ......"

"Long-winded!"

Unceremoniously interrupting Daimaru's greeting, Kurama Yakumo asked,

"Name?"

The corners of Orochimaru's eyebrows were raised, and he forcibly held back the displeasure in his heart:

"Just call me Daimaru!"

"My name is Kurama Yakumo! Daimaru, your opinion is not important, and even you are a person, I am not interested at all, just ......"

It's really a little girl who doesn't keep her mouth right, if it weren't for her inferior skills, Daimaru would have tied her up and beaten her violently.

When did the iron-clad "Red Sand" uncle suffer such grievances.

"Just what?"

"There's something strange about you that I care about, can you tell me what it is?"

What the hell is this problem? The gods can't guess what you want from this sports scrap!

"You are so vague, I don't know!"

If he had known that there was something on his body that attracted this illusion monster, Daimaru would have thrown it away a long time ago, and he would have turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"That's a problem!"

Kurama Yakumo, who frowned slightly, couldn't tell if Daimaru was lying.

"I'm just a sand hidden murashinobi who doesn't have much ability, there shouldn't be anything that can make you look at it!"

If you can beat it, you can brag about it, and if you can't beat it, you should admit it quickly, and you won't be ashamed.

It's not that Daimaru doesn't want to be tough, if he hadn't been caught in the illusion, Kurama Yakumo, a little girl who is not even a formal ninja, would be able to ravage her at will as many times as Omachimaru comes.

The Blood Inheritance Limit, which governs the five senses, is too troublesome. Even if this thing is caught in it, it may not be able to escape.

"Don't want to say it? I'll find it myself! ”

After speaking, without waiting for Daimaru to defend himself, a mist-like transparent substance suddenly appeared from his mouth, enveloping Daimaru in it.

"Hey, gentlemen don't move their mouths, they are all people with status, how can they be so unreasonable......"

Syllable......

There was a strange crunch that went straight to his heart, and Daimaru's brain trembled.

"I can't hear me? No, it's what I said that can't be passed on......"

In a gesture, he deprived Daimaru of the right to speak.

Thou shalt not speak for thy heart, thou shalt not pour thy own will. What you see, what you hear, what you hear, what you taste, what you touch, everything you know is what I want you to know!

This is the terrifying illusion of the Kurama family's blood inheritance limit, which dominates people's five senses and makes others become puppets of the caster.

Daimaru even thinks that this thing is called real human puppetry.

The Red Sand Scorpion's forbidden technique of blaspheming the dead can be called a "dead man's puppet technique" at best.

What is the ability to manipulate corpses? Only those who can manipulate the living at will are qualified to be called "human puppetry".

After the transparent substance envelops the daimaru, it quickly penetrates into the body.

To Oomaru's surprise, this thing looks very textured, but in fact it has no shape, and it is easy to check Oromaru's body.

It's cool and clear, and it's hard to put into words.

Eventually, the clear mass seemed to have found something in Daimaru's brain, concentrating on the center of his eyebrows and the top of his head, and a small amount lingering in his abdomen.

"What is this for?"

It's too troublesome, and Oromaru doesn't understand it.

The transparent substance manipulated by Kurama Yakumo is clearly a product of the shadows, biased towards the power of the spirit and soul.

Although Daimaru has some illusion talents, it has long been abandoned.

As the transparent substance searched in Daimaru's body, the originally silent chakra involuntarily became active.

Suddenly, it seemed that a strange force entered his mind, and Daimaru suddenly lost consciousness all over his body and lay on the ground.

Ignorant and ignorant Daimaru seemed to have entered a strange place, wandering in a pure white mist, and I don't know how long it took, a monster with a blue face and fangs and two horns appeared in front of him.

"Ido?"

Daimaru was taken aback,

"No, the current Yidu should still be in the seal, and it is impossible to get out of trouble, so, is it just a trace of consciousness?"

So this is my world of consciousness?

Ido also seemed to see Daimaru and slowly approached.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Daimaru looked warily at the guy who seemed to have bad intentions.

"Don't worry, I'm not a monster, it's Kurama Yakumo himself......"

"I've seen Kurama Yakumo, it's a delicate little girl, but it's not like you......

"The selfless consciousness born in the cracks of the subconscious is itself Kurama Yakumo's deep-seated longing. I'm the real thing after Kurama Yakumo's consciousness has abandoned the bondage, and if I become ugly, it means that the heart of Kurama Yakumo's existence is so unsightly......"

"I'm not me, you're just a by-product of Kurama Yakumo's own escape from reality......"

Daimaru said contemptuously.

Illusion and Yin Retreat are more obscure than physical arts and ninjutsu, and most of them can be used on themselves.

The Kurama family's blood inheritance limit is so terrifying that once there is no strong psychic control, it will be counterattacked.

The so-called Ido is actually an imaginary existence in Kurama Yakumo's body by the power that governs the five senses.

"It's just the product of a runaway power, and you are also qualified to call yourself 'selfless'? Don't make me laugh to death! ”

The monster in front of him wasn't even a complete Ido, just a phantom with some power. A fool who wants to subvert the master's thinking and make it true is also worthy of rapping with Omaru?

"You seem to know something about me?"

"I've seen a lot of your childish distorted birth of scrap wood."

Daimaru said disdainfully. That guy I love is much more difficult to deal with than the Kurama Yakumo in front of him, and he is not a level opponent at all.

"Maybe I'm underestimating you, but you're not qualified to say I'm ......"

As he spoke, Ido laughed in a strange low voice,

"You're no better!"