I Created Cthulhu In Naruto

The next day, in the dilapidated streets and alleys, a neatly dressed slender boy appeared in a down-and-out town in the country of Kawa.

This is Beijiao Town, the place Ike mentioned to Sai yesterday.

This is an area located between the land of fire, the country of rain, and the country of Sichuan. Because it is the northernmost corner of the country of Sichuan, it is called Beijiao Town.

During the Second Ninja World War launched by Hidden Rain Village, Beijiao Town, which is close to the Land of Rain, was also implicated in the war. The battle of ninjas destroyed this historic town and turned it into a dilapidated frontier. .

Taking a deep breath of the humid air in Beijiao Town, Sai could smell a little alcohol.

The smell of alcohol belonged to the drunks on both sides of the dark street. They were sleeping in the corner of the street without raising their eyes while holding the big wine bottle, and they would burp one or two from time to time.

That's right, when Sai arrived in this small town, it was almost dark.

Ever since Ike heard about the "excellently talented" ghost painter, Pittman's story yesterday, Sai has been rushing to Beijiao Town almost non-stop.

Pittman, an outstanding local painter, is also considered by Ike to be a freak who always tries to transcend human relationships and explore taboos.

This reminded Saii that he was also evaluated as a freak without emotions during the process of performing missions with his teammates.

The same freak, maybe out of wanting to see another freak, or maybe because of the sympathy of "the same kind", Saii always has a feeling in his heart that he needs to visit this Pittman.

If possible, Sai thought he could even make friends with this talented painter.

Although Ike had just broken up with Pittman because of those horrific paintings, Saii actually didn't like Ike's description.

Although Ike's description is full of emotion and emotion, Saii used to be a ninja under the leadership of Shimura Danzo, and emotions such as fear are completely cumbersome for ninja tasks, and Saii has long since thrown them away.

Around Saii, there are all old houses that have witnessed at least two hundred years of historical changes, with gloomy moss growing on the edge of the simple stone steps at the door.

Because someone sat on the ground and leaned on the moss for a long time, the moss was pressed out with elbow marks, twisted, twisted and stuck together, which looked a little disgusting.

Compared with the modern greenhouse in Konoha Village,

Truly a place for breeding freaks.

There is no detailed address of Pittman on Ike's Konoha pass, so Sai needs to find Pittman's specific address in this small town.

Considering the sparse population of North Point Town and the fact that Pittman is an "outstanding" local painter, and most of the locals are porters and other coolies or unemployed, it should not be difficult to find out Pittman's address.

"Do you know where a man named Pittman lives?"

Sai picked up his professional smirk, walked up to a tightly wrapped old woman and asked with a smile.

Seeing Sai suddenly appearing, the old woman subconsciously hugged the wooden basin covered by the curtain in her hand, but when she heard that Sai was just asking for directions, the old woman shook her head hastily and left immediately.

So Saii glanced at the street again, and saw a homeless man on the side of the road, and felt that it seemed worth asking.

"Excuse me, do you know a man named Pittman here?"

The homeless man wrapped in a ragged cotton coat lazily opened his eyes and looked up at Sai, who was out of tune with the surrounding environment. When he saw Sai's white and clean forehead, he suddenly became nervous and went crazy.

"Go away! I have nothing to tell you ninjas!"

"You guys ruined this place!"

Sai was quite surprised by the homeless man's violent reaction.

Could it be that my smile caused his discomfort again? Isn't my smile contagious?

Or did my ninja status cause discomfort to the locals?

Sai went to the drunk man on the other side of the street and asked the same question. This time, Sai suppressed his smile a little and took off the ninja forehead, but the answer he got was equally disappointing.

After asking the same words several times, the drunk finally slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes with deep bags under the eyes glanced up at Sai, and then spat on the ground in front of Sai's feet with disdain.

Pooh...

After the drunk man finished spitting, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep indifferently.

"Oh, it really doesn't work without a smile."

Sai attributed the failure of his questioning this time to the fact that he restrained his smile.

When there was a smile just now, the tramp could still swear back, but this time there was no smile, he just spit.

"But the folk customs here are really simple..."

Sai raised his eyes and saw the tavern at the end of the alley again.

The name of this tavern at the end of the alley is the tavern at the end of the alley. The dilapidated plaque on it is engraved with four characters crookedly. Judging from the several colored light bulbs on at the door, it should still be open.

Sai opened the door and walked in. The table attendance rate inside was not as high as expected, and there were less than ten people sitting around drinking in the store.

Seeing Sai who opened the door, all the drinkers stopped talking and stared at Sai with interest.

In this dilapidated town, a strange existence like Sai is a more topical topic than what they talk about.

Sai ignored the staring eyes of the people around him and went straight to the bar. Before he could speak, the bar owner teased Sai with words.

"This is a tavern, but there is no milk for children like you."

"Sorry, I'm here to inquire about someone."

Sai's trademark smirk reappeared on his face.

"who?"

"Pittman."

When Pittman was mentioned, the tavern owner was stunned for a moment, but soon recovered, and said with a smirk, "That weirdo Pittman, I know where he is."

"But I can't tell you my information for nothing, right? You didn't buy wine from me."

"I can pay."

"Money?" The tavern owner shook his head and said repeatedly, "No, you have better ones."

"A lot of people here will like your white and clean body, as long as you..."

While talking, the tavern owner stretched out his hand to the waistcoat line under Sai's navel, the obsession on his face almost piercing his eyes.

But at this moment, Saii's right hand suddenly sprang out, one hand tightly clamped the bar owner, dragged his fat body from behind the bar to the counter, and then pressed the bar owner's acupuncture points with one hand, preventing him from moving .

Seeing this change, other drinkers in the tavern stood up one after another, but they were stopped by Saii's words.

"As long as I move my ring finger a little bit, his arm will be completely useless."

"Do you want to live with only one arm for the rest of your life?"

Sai turned to look at the owner of the tavern with a smile on his face, but amidst Sai's thick smile, what the owner saw was endless killing intent.

This is a real killing intent. The white and clean little boy in front of him looks like he is smiling, but the killing intent hidden in his eyes is definitely not something that can be tempered by just killing one or two people.

At this moment, the tavern owner finally knew that he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended, and the smug look on his face just now turned into intense fear, and he kept begging Sai for mercy.

"ah!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"I know where that Pittman is! I'll tell you!"

"Go along this alley to the deepest point, the house with Peters on the house number is Pittman's address!"