"You hold him down, try harder, don't let him move around."

"No, he's too strong, and it will hurt his muscles...how about I use a petrification spell?"

"Don't petrify, your technique is too obstructive, and it may also affect the chakra refinement. Just press him like this, it's okay if his arm is twisted and dislocated, just connect him again and it's over... How about you Take my job here, and I will fix it?"

Yihe stepped into the house and heard such a discussion for the first time.

He looked towards the source of the sound. Harry and Orochimaru were separated from each other on the left and right, and they gathered together to discuss seriously, and Zirai was forced to sit on the chair between them by pressing his shoulders and arms. Unable to move, he could only shrink into a ball trembling.

Weak, poor, and helpless.

"Ah, Yihe, are you back?" Hearing the sound of the door, Harry paused, turned his head and greeted Yihe, "Welcome home!"

Jiraiya also looked over, and when his eyes touched a dark pupil exposed by Ichiga that was completely incompatible with the identity of the Hyuga clan, he was obviously stunned for a moment—he hadn't returned to the village for more than three years, and he didn't know that there had been a commotion There was a lot of excitement about changing eyes.

But in the next second, he remembered his dangerous situation, and he didn't bother to think about it anymore. He kicked his legs in vain like a frog tied to the dissecting table, and tried his best to appeal to the last straw with his eyes. .

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even look at him, and concentrated on talking to one of the two who persecuted him: "Where's Lin?"

And the person who received the question answered quickly: "Grandma Kanako took her to the hospital to play, and she will be back before dinner."

Yihe nodded, walked through the living room and walked towards the room without looking sideways, as if he didn't see the scene of forcing women into prostitution—well, the words may not be used correctly, but the artistic conception fits—scene.

Hearing the two people around him start discussing whether he should break his arm again, Zilai also felt that he was simply a lamb who strayed into the wolf's den, and would be gnawed clean by two pairs of bloody mouths and belt bones in no time.

Feeling hopeless, the door of the room clicked, and Yihe, who had changed his clothes, came out again.

Zilai also seemed to see the dawn of hope, but before he could call for help, he heard someone beside him greet him briskly: "Have you changed your clothes? Come on, give me a hand."

Jiraiya was stunned, and hurriedly took a closer look at him: Although his eyes were strange and he was not wearing the clan uniform with the Hyuga clan emblem, but the neatly combed soft black hair and a body that cannot be ignored His righteousness is still the standard for the serious and dignified Hyuga clan.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking, this Hinata is a normal person after all, and it is absolutely impossible for him to collude with the experimental madman.

Yihe stroked his sleeves and came over as promised.

Jiraiya: "..."

My face hurts a bit.

Partly because of the rich experience in suppressing hostages by the masters of physical arts, and partly because the hostages themselves lost hope in life and chose to give up on themselves, the subsequent experiment process was not hindered much.

Ichiga was in charge of fixing Jiraiya in the chair; Orochimaru grabbed Jiraiya's hand and forced him to show the 'not' seal, and then introduced the extracted chakra into the chakra container; Harry observed the container's Changes in color and state, recorded on paper.

Orochimaru is a rigorous scientist, and he pays attention to meticulous experiments. He strongly requires Jiraiya to input chakra accurately, uniformly and quantitatively.

Jilai is also used to carelessness. Now that he is driven away from the shelves, he will inevitably have resistance. Naturally, it is difficult to meet all the requirements, so the chakra container is emptied again and again, and several people start from scratch again and again.

Ten minutes later, Zilai also struggled again, and said with a sad face: "Please forgive me, I can't do it."?

Harry stopped the pen he was drawing, and persuaded earnestly: "Don't mind, a man can't say he can't do it."

Ji Lai also thought it was right, so he changed his mind and said, "I don't have any chakra anymore!"

Orochimaru frowned: "How could your chakra amount be so small, you must still have it."

"No more! I really don't have any left!" Jiraiya kicked his legs, remembering that there was Hinata present, and said, "If you don't believe me, let Hinata roll your eyes!"

He didn't know that Yihe had vowed not to roll his eyes anymore, but Harry knew that before the person involved was embarrassed, he quickly answered the question and made a relief for Yihe: "Even if your chakra is really gone, can't you still drive?" Immortal mode?"

Orochimaru expressed with his eyes that this was what he wanted to say.

Jilai was also silent for a few seconds, and sincerely sighed: "...are you two devils?"

When the water door fell to the window, it was such a scene.

He froze for a moment, thinking that the way he opened it was probably wrong, turned over and went up to the eaves again, jumped down again, and looked into the room again—there were still four people, none of them missing.

His blue eyes blinked, surprised and excited: "Teacher?! Are you back? When did you come back?"

Jilai also finally received a normal greeting, and was so moved that he almost cried: "Minato! My precious apprentice, come quickly! Save Master! I'm about to be played to death by them!"

"Oh? You still know that he is your disciple?" Orochimaru didn't miss any chance to ridicule him, "You do the math yourself, since he graduated, how many days have you taken care of him?"

If you rank the new generation of Konoha's generation, Minato is probably second to none: he became a preparatory disciple early in the ninja school, but he didn't stay under the real teacher for a few days. Most of the time they get along with vagrants, and most of them are helping unreliable teachers to run errands and do chores.Most of his ninjutsu was learned by borrowing scrolls from the library with the help of Hokage. Most of his qualifications were mixed with other teams on missions. Even the Chunin exam was recommended by Orochimaru... In the true sense, a child who grew up eating hundreds of meals.

After being reminded by Orochimaru, Jiraiya finally realized how unlucky the eldest disciple who was released by him almost the whole time was, and grinned in embarrassment, but did not dare to respond.

The water gate boy is worthy of being a warm boy like a little sun. He is reasonable and understands righteousness. He immediately came forward to speak for the teacher: "Is the teacher busy, I can understand, it's okay."

——Fortunately, this boy didn't know that he was busy with the orphans of the enemy village all these years when his beloved Jiraiya-sensei disappeared.thought Harry.

Harry and Jiraiya’s two old teammates knew about this truth in Konoha Village (on the bright side)—otherwise, Jiraiya would not be so easy to get out, leaving his post without authorization and fornicating foreign enemies, let alone the teacher is Hokage, Even if the teacher is famous, he can't keep him - so Harry didn't say much, just asked: "You came to me specially? What's the matter?...Don't let Kushina get into trouble again?"

Minato couldn't help being amused: "No, look at what you said, Kushina is not a child anymore, why would she be in trouble all day long?"

"I do have something to ask you—my personal matter. Are you free now?" He paused, then looked to the other side, "Since Mr. Jiraiya is back, it would be even better if we could come together. So does Orochimaru-senpai."

Harry listened, and gave Orochimaru a questioning look.

Orochimaru raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and let go of Jiraiya's hand, expressing his willingness to let him go for the sake of Minato.

Yihe voluntarily stayed behind as a housekeeper, and the remaining three went out one after another, and followed Minato to the nearest training ground.

Harry originally thought that Minato just made up an excuse to help the teacher get away, but he didn't expect that the other party really wanted to find him-Minato had invented a new technique and wanted to show it to him.

He has been among ninjas for so many years, so he naturally knew what a remarkable achievement it is to independently develop a new ninjutsu. He praised the venue and stood apart from the other two, waiting to witness the new ninjutsu. born.

Minato stretched out two fingers, the fingertips exuded a faint chakra light, accumulated for a while, and wiped it on the tree in front of him.

Starting from his fingertips, a storm burst instantly, blowing his clothes and hair, and rolling up the fallen leaves around him.When he withdrew his hand again, the trunk had been cut into a deep pit with spiral traces by the sharp wind blade.

Harry was shocked at first, and then felt a subtle familiarity with this technique.

He was still searching for clues in his memory. Orochimaru slapped his hands twice, and praised: "It is a technique to concentrate a large number of small wind escapes on the fingertips, and then release them all at the moment of contact? It is so quiet and unobtrusive, but The power is not affected... the idea is good."

Jiraiya consumed too much chakra, and his reaction was a bit slow. After listening to Orochimaru's analysis, he reacted belatedly, and clapped his hands: "Yes! It is my honor to be able to create ninjutsu at such a young age. disciple!"

The blond-haired boy smiled shyly: "It's not entirely self-made, it was originally inspired by Senior Gray."

Harry finally remembered where it looked familiar - isn't this the way he makes soymilk!

He only thought about how to grind the beans evenly and finely, but Minato thought about how to kill people invisible. This is probably the difference between wizards and ninjas.

Minato fully respected the source of inspiration for the new technique, and asked Harry respectfully, "Senior, I'm naming this technique, do you have any suggestions?"

Harry was in a complicated mood, and it took a little effort to get his thoughts back.

He was the one who named the flaming bear simply and rudely as 'Fire Escape·Ignition', so naturally he wouldn't have any good suggestions, so after thinking for a long time, he said, "Uh... Wind Escape·The art of bean milk beating?"

Jiraiya Orochimaru and the two: "..."

Minato didn't dislike the crappy name Harry made up at all, and still maintained a humble attitude, asking for his opinion: "Is it too simple? What do you think of Wind Escape·Fighting Sweep Spiral Piercing Storm Zero?"

Harry: "..."

He suddenly felt that not being good at naming things didn't seem to be a bad thing.

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