The air is still cold in winter, but the sunlight has begun to warm people. This may be the characteristic of early spring? No one is leaning quietly on the wall, staring at the corner not far away, waiting for the return of the three little ghosts. The warm sunlight always makes people feel a little lazy, even myself is no exception. No one is cut off the corner of my mouth under the bandage. I lower my head slightly to avoid the sunlight from direct shooting on my eyes, and no one starts to think about my itinerary.

If you go west, you will reach the intersection between the Land of Water and the small countries. However, the town of Tamu is indeed one of the most prosperous cities in the Land of Water. It has a rich variety of entertainment activities and can be said to be a paradise for rich people. For Langnin, there are the best medical facilities in addition to the Ninja Village. As long as you can find the right doctor, their medical technology is even stronger than the medical ninja. Because this big city is on the border of the country, many ninjas from small Ninjas and Langnin from all over the country often stay here. The Fog Ninja Village, which has just experienced the civil war, and the economy is not prosperous, it has no binding force on the Land of Water, which has relied on the Land of Tamu Town.

Zabuzhan narrowed his eyes and licked his dry lips slightly. A wound on his white hand flashed through his mind. Although the wound was not very big, and the medical bandage produced by Konoha was very effective, he was not a medical ninja after all. If he injured the meridians on his hand, he might not be a ninja.

Thinking of this, Zai Buzhan's mind saw Bai gathering chakra's hands trembling when he was condensed in the forest. Zai Buzhan shook his head and found a reason for himself. The Shui Naikui brought back knew his itinerary. It would be better to go to Xiza first to avoid the wind. Besides, if Bai really had both hands damaged and could not use escape technique, then he would have lost a lot. Although Bai's analysis ability was strong, he could not bear to leave her blood-resistance boundary, which is famous in the ninja world.

Zai Buzhan waited in the corner for more than ten minutes, and three little ghosts finally appeared in the corner not far away. Zai Buzhan waited for them to walk to him and slowly ordered: "Mingtou, Yetou, you can put on your iron hand and let's go to Tianmu Town. Bai Xian and I go. You'd better put on some makeup, use less chakra and keep up slowly."

The big and small ghost brothers bowed their heads and replied: "Hayi!"

After Wubiaozhan, he picked up Bai, carried him on his back, and ran towards the distance. The wind tore the two of them, causing a "silly" sound... Yetou looked at the figure that Zaibuzhan walked away, and looked at Bai with some envy in his eyes: "Brother, I really love that little devil Bai."

Ming Tou smiled, patted his younger brother's shoulder, and said, "Compared to those who forgot bloody waste in the Mist Ninja Village, we are already very lucky to be the subordinates of the Lord who will never kill him again. Haha, in the blood mist." Ming Tou looked at his younger brother and murmured in his heart: "Yetou, my brother will protect you, and if you don't kill him again, he will give me that kind of power..."

Mingtou Yetou tied his iron hands with a bandage and tied them behind him. He bought two hats from the roadside, pretended to be pedestrians, and slowly walked towards Tianmu Town...

The speed of the Haninian's full strength Mercedes-Benz is no less than that of a car in his previous life. Unfortunately, people are not mechanical. Although the speed may be faster than the plane in an instant (Akai's kind of madman should be faster than the plane, right?), it cannot last long.

Zaibuzhan looked back at Bai's cheeks that were blown red by the cool breeze, and then he realized that Bai's clothes were still so thin. Perhaps the weather in Wuren was warmer, but the coldness of early spring was still there. Zaibuzhan stopped, put Bai down, untied his brown coat, wrapped it tightly, and finally tied his sleeves to himself. Zaibuzhan strode Bai behind him, and asked lightly: "Is it cold, Bai?"

Bai smiled slightly, and a trace of holy that only angels should have appeared on his quiet face. A warm voice came into Zabubuzhe's ears: "If you don't kill lord, Bai will be cold." The warm breath touched the cochlea that you can't cut again, and itched.

Zaibuzhan looked up at the bright sun in the sky, thought for a while and said, "I will be in another hour."

We can reach Tianmu Town. If you are tired, just sleep for a while, Bai." Bai said softly, and hugged the neck of the hook, which would not be cut off again, so that he would feel more comfortable lying on his back.

The sun fell to the west little by little, and I finally saw the vague city wall not far away. I turned my head slightly, and a slight white breathing sound came from my ears. I smiled slightly and rushed to Tamu Town quickly. I don’t kill a random kunai wearing a few bills nailed to the wooden board at the gate registration office, and quickly flashed into the town and ran to the more famous clinic called "Healing" that Kisame had mentioned to him.

Zabuzhan walked slowly into the clinic with Bai on his back. A breath of medicinal materials passed through the bandage and came into his nose. It happened that there were no patients in the clinic, and it was a little quiet. Zabuzhan walked to the counter, knocked on the counter, and asked, "Is anyone?"

A white-haired old man walked out of the inner room tremblingly, Zaibuzhan put down the white behind him, and gently pushed Bai and woke her up, while saying to the old man: "Doctor, do you see if the injury on her hand hurts the chakra passage?"

The old man took out a reading glasses from his arms, trembled his hands and put them on the bridge of his nose, pulled over his white hands, which were not very clear, and skillfully removed the bandage. Looking at the wound that had been pierced, the wrinkled doctor's eyes were at first unbearable, and then he couldn't help but shrink his eyebrows.

Zaibuzhan asked softly: "Doctor, has her hands damaged the chakra passage?" The old man sniffed the smell of the bandage and bandaged the bandage back to his white hands. The old man looked at it and said: "You are a ninja, are you?"

Zaibuzhan narrowed his eyes. Although he had strong strength, he still had some respect for the doctors in this world and nodded. The old man nodded and said slowly: "This child's hands should have been pierced by Chiben. It was nothing serious, but Chiben should have been 'Ju Powder' on it. Fortunately, this medical bandage produced by Konoha Ninja, otherwise these hands should have completely rotted." Zaibuzhan felt a little impatient in his heart, and looked at the old man in front of him and said: "Is there any problem with the white hand now?"

A trace of kindness rose on the old man's face and he slowly said, "It turns out that this child is called Bai. Although he has injured the chakra channel, there should be no problem after being treated with medicine." Zabuzhan's heart slightly relaxed, but the old man's words made Zabuzhan's heart fall again.

"But the time for recuperation is long. The 'Jufen' has eroded her blood for too long. And she should have used chakra with both hands after being injured."

Aibuzhan's heart trembled slightly, let Bai try Shui Wuyue Blood Relay Limits, but his attention was made, and he couldn't help but feel guilty, and asked, "Are there any medical ninjas in the city now?" The old man opened his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, and I can also have some medical techniques, but ordinary medical ninjas can only heal wounds. Although the bloodline in the chakra channel can be cured, it will be very fragile. Continuing to use ninjas will still break."

Feeling the slight trembling of the white body half-contracted in his arms, Aibu Squinted his eyes and asked, "How long will it take if the drug is treated?" The old man returned, "At least five years."

Bai's trembling made Zai Buzhan panic in his heart. He hugged her arm and used a little force, hoping to bring some comfort to Bai. "Master Buzhan, Bai... Is Bai useless..." Two crystal beauties slid across Bai's slightly red cheeks, but they could not escape the final fragmentation. The loss left on his face made people heartbreak. Looking at Bai's fragile appearance that had never been before, Zai Buzhan's heart felt inexplicable, lost, unspeakable throbbing. It was not just pity for the scene in front of him, the blood had long buried the ghost's feelings for ordinary things, nor was it because Bai lost Shui Wuyue's enviable ability, but just meeting Bai, the person who always needed him, lost the value of her own opinion - as a tool.

Zaibuzhan gently hugged Bai's thin body, reached out to stroke Bai's soft hair, and murmured softly: "Bai..." But he couldn't find comfort words in his mind.

The old man trembled slightly when he heard the name "Absoubian" and looked at Bai crying again. He felt a little pity in his heart. He rubbed his bearded chin and slowly thought about it. Suddenly he remembered something, "Cough cough" interrupted the scene in front of him, and said, "I heard that Konoha's princess, Chishou Hime, used ninjutsu that can regenerate cells. Perhaps, she has some ways..."

A light flashed in Zaibuzhan's eyes. He picked up Bai, took out a stack of money from the ninja bag and placed it on the counter, turned around and prepared to leave. The old man's words came from behind: "I heard that Tsunade happened to be in Watan Town north of Tianmu Town recently..." A stack of money was accurately thrown into Zaibuzhan's arms. Zaibuzhan was stunned for a moment, and replied softly: "Thank you..."

The old man's voice came from behind: "Take a hat from the door, pufferfish cut..." Zaibushou turned his body and looked at the old man in surprise. The old man had already walked into the house. The calm but kind voice came into his ears: "Hehe, my surname is Jing Tomb, hehe, ghost man, peach land? If you don't cut, pufferfish cut is the pufferfish cut of the Jing Tomb family, and the beheading sword is indeed the beheading sword. Qixin has a good disciple..."

Without thinking too much, I picked up a hat and walked out of the door with Bai in my arms...

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