Red sand dust

The familiar despair, the futile struggle, and the difficult movement of the fingers just for the illusory hope.

I don’t know how long it took, but a voice suddenly came from above my head.

"There is actually a living person underground..."

A young and frivolous voice came,

"It's such an unlucky guy to meet someone in such a ghost place. Maybe he's one of your compatriots, Brother Scorpion..."

"Deidara..."

The hoarse, strange and impatient voice responded,

"I am no longer a Suna ninja. I have no compatriots in this world! If you make another mistake, I will cut off your ears. It will be of no use anyway..."

"You really have no sympathy!"

Deidara showed an expression that was true all the way,

"Since you don't care, forget it. I am also ready to prove to Brother Scorpion that explosion is art and the ultimate beauty..."

"Art is eternal beauty, Deidara, this does not need to be proven..."

The red sand scorpion suddenly frowned as he spoke. Fei Liuhu plunged his tail into the sea of ​​quicksand and pulled up a dying man.

"Didn't you say you don't care?"

Deidara looked at the Red Sand Scorpion's behavior strangely.

"It's indeed the Sand Ninja, Brother Scorpion, do you want to save him?"

"Shut up……"

The Red Sand Scorpion, who was observing something, had no time to pay attention to his companions and scolded impatiently.

"Wow, how rude..."

Although he was not afraid, Deidara still didn't want to make the Red Sand Scorpion angry, so he closed his mouth knowingly.

"Such a strong spiritual power... What a pity!"

Talents who are born with a spirit so strong that the body cannot bear it and have to seal themselves to protect themselves. Whether they are practicing illusion or being a puppet master, they are all good choices.

If it hadn't been for the mental power of extreme self-rescue when he was about to die, which prevented him from falling into a coma and bought him some time, he might have died long ago. It was this huge mental fluctuation that attracted the attention of the Red Sand Scorpion.

Judging from his appearance, he was about the same age as Deidara, but his strength was only that of a genin, and he was about to die in a place like this for no apparent reason.

"Life is so fragile!"

The genius puppet master lost interest and threw the person into the quicksand, half of his body submerged in a few seconds.

"You obviously rescued it, why did you throw it in again? Brother Scorpion is really evil. He gave people hope and then killed them with his own hands..."

Originally, they were just passersby who were on the verge of death and met by chance to collect information. With the strength of Deidara and the Red Sand Scorpion at the top of the ninja world, whether it was saving people or killing people, it only took a single thought.

However, despite his ant-like life, he still did not give up. His body kept struggling, trying to get out of the sinking cage. He was already semi-conscious, but he did not realize that the more he struggled, the faster he sank. In the blink of an eye, the quicksand was falling. Up to chest level.

"What a strong desire to survive..."

The frivolous boy turned his head and looked strangely at the unlucky guy who was about to be swallowed up again.

"Seeing how embarrassed he was, I kindly helped him and let him experience the art of explosion before he died..."

The young man who said that put his hand into his ninja bag, making a gesture to take action.

"Are you deliberately going against me? Deidara, I actually don't mind letting you see the beauty of eternity..."

"No, I have no interest in becoming a cold puppet."

Deidara crossed his arms in a gesture of rejection,

"However, Brother Scorpion, our arguments have broken out many times and there has been no result. Do you want to listen to what the poor guy over there has to say? Maybe he can agree with my philosophy?"

"How can mediocre people understand art and beauty?"

"Don't say that..."

Deidara walked over with a smile, reached out and pulled the dying man out again, and laid him down on the ground between him and the Red Sand Scorpion.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

Lifting his foot and kicking the boy who had not moved, Deidara bent down and looked at the survivor whose eyelids were trembling and slowly opened.

"I have a question to ask you. If the answer satisfies me, I will give you a happy death and let you die without pain. What do you think of this deal?"

The boy whose mouth was twitching seemed to want to say something, but no sound came out.

"What are you talking about? Louder..."

A somewhat impatient Deidara said dissatisfiedly.

"He is saying: I don't want to die yet, please help me!"

The red sand scorpion walked up slowly and looked down at the gray-faced young man.

"Learn lip reading when you have time. Don't expose your shallowness, Deidara..."

"What's the use of learning that kind of thing?"

Deidara snorted coldly,

"Only the art of explosion needs careful study..."

The Crimson Sand Scorpion, who knew the mysteries of the human body well, tied the hands of the young man lying on the ground with its crimson amber tail, then pulled him up, stretched out his palms, and patted his chest and neck a few times.

"You should be able to hear us, right?"

"Um……"

The vague answer made the Crimson Sand Scorpion nod with satisfaction.

"Art is eternal beauty, art is explosion, which one do you think is correct?"

"Brother Scorpion, it's really a direct question, but does he understand it?"

The young man opened his eyes a little, stared at the ferocious Fei Liuhu, and then looked at Deidara with a fierce face. After thinking for a while, he weakly replied.

"Art... is only a poor imitation of reality..."

"Ha ha……"

Deidara couldn't help laughing after hearing the answer.

"Brother Scorpion, we have been arguing for so long, and yet we were despised by a fool..."

"If you laugh again, I will make it impossible for you to laugh again..."

The Crimson Sand Scorpion's voice was a little colder, and the terrifying Fei Liuhu eyes stared at the boy who gave a very unsatisfactory answer.

"Are you saying that we are all wrong and you are the only one who is right?"

"I... don't know! Art is beautiful... but I can't understand your art. Maybe... that's all... whether it's eternity... or explosion... I don't think it's that beautiful... …”

"Death is imminent, how dare you say, let me teach him a lesson..."

Deidara, who was denied his artistic concept, became a little angry and wanted to teach the guy who offended him a lesson.

"Okay, Deidara!"

The red sand scorpion threw the figure to the ground nonchalantly and said,

"When a man is about to die, his words are good. Under his confusion, he speaks the truth..."

"Then...Brother Scorpion, do you agree with what he said?"

"No! But I want to see what his art is like! Boy, you think art is beautiful, what is beauty?"

"This world... I like it very much... and the people in it... life is beautiful..."

"I asked you what beauty is, not what you think is beautiful...forget it..."

It's so boring to argue with a dying person.