A Guide to Teaching the Breathing Techniques of the High School of Conjuration

"It's called empathy. Because you have been exposed to too many things that contain magic power, you will be conveyed some emotions." The day of the family's entry into the glass began when Gojo Satoru disturbed his sleep, "You won't sleep with the relic of a magician right?"

Gojo Satoru reached out and touched the handle of the knife at his waist, and stretched his waist: "Maybe senior missed me so much that he entrusted me with dreams. After all, he is such an excellent junior like me."

Jia Ruozi resisted the urge to smear the case book on the patient's face, and dealt with it casually: "If you have nothing to do, get out quickly."

Gojo Satoru held his hands up, and was pushed out of the infirmary by Jia Ruozi with an impatient expression on his face.

It all started with a dream of Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru had a dream, which was different from ordinary unconstrained dreams. This dream was so real that he could even clearly perceive that he was dreaming.The body can move, but he cannot leave the scope of the dream, and the characters in the dream cannot see him, nor can he touch the characters in the dream.

It feels like watching a movie.

So is this the reality hidden in the dream?Since he couldn't get out of the dream, Gojo Satoru could only watch it patiently.

"Twins are an ominous sign, not to mention that this child bears an ominous mark!" The old man who delivered the baby was so frightened that he could only hand the child to the owner.

As a father, the man was too indifferent, and the woman who had just given birth gave her child the hope of living after begging hard.

Repression, despair, imprisonment.This is how it felt at first.

As a bystander, Gojo Satoru even yawned boredly. The bloody plot made him suspect that he was watching a soap opera.But he soon stopped laughing when he saw babies born with flame markings being sent to be fed in cramped, dark houses.

No one in the huge house knew of his existence except his mother and the maid who took care of him. However, ironically, not far away, his brother, who was born as the heir of the family, enjoyed the highest level of care.

In a different life, the boy is also growing up. Wujo Satoru doesn't know why he doesn't speak, and when he will grow up to be the one he remembers, but he hopes that the world will be gentler to this boy.

I don’t know if the wish in his heart came true. The boy’s elder brother discovered the boy’s existence. Before everything happened, the elder brother was the best elder brother in the boy’s eyes, and the boy also cherished the flute given by his elder brother.

Gojo Satoru wishes boyhood would stop there, but he's grown up anyway.The first time he defeated a samurai with a sword, the first time he faced the death of his relatives, and the first time he was abandoned by his relatives. He experienced these when he was still a child.

The boy has grown into a teenager, and the first time he walked out of the house was because he was abandoned by his father. Gojo Satoru looked at the boy who had become silent again and looked at his former "home" from a long distance, and staggered away when the sun went down.

Gojo Satoru knew a little about the following story. The boy grew into a young man and met his wife. It was just that the peaceful farm life was broken on the day his wife was about to give birth, and he knew the existence of ghosts for the first time.

He met someone who was also taken away by ghosts, and he joined that organization.

Just as he taught his college students, he taught others the method of breathing.Because no one can learn the unique breathing of the sun, the members of the Ghost Slayer team took the second best and developed a derivative breathing method that is more suitable for them.

The days passed like this, just when Gojo Gojo thought there would be no more troubles, the young man met his elder brother.Although he is a fellow brother, he has never understood his elder brother's heart, but one thing is very happy, his elder brother joined them.

Happiness is followed by worry, is it really okay?Fighting is dangerous.

Gojo Satoru watched the reunion of their brothers with his own eyes, and watched the sun and the moon drift away.Until one night, he met his lifelong enemy.

"What do you take your life for!" The man was angry for the first time in his life, because of the ghost king who ignored life.

The blade was wrapped in flames like the anger in a man's heart. For the first time, Gojo Satoru saw the full form of Breath of the Sun unfolded, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart, and the switch between forms was seamless.

But the ghost king still escaped. Facing the accusations of the team members, the man didn't say a word of excuse. With the charge of being exiled, the man left.

Grief seemed to be woven into a net, trapping Gojo Satoru in it and making him suffocate.

The man called the Son of God seems to have been abandoned by the gods.He embarked on an unstoppable road again, and met a friend who sold charcoal in the middle. Wujo Wu thought that this was the friend who asked him to help take care of the child.

The man gradually became what Gojo Satoru remembered, taciturn but gentle, the most reliable swordsman.The short-lived warmth shaped Ji Guoyuan to the greatest extent, even though most of his life was sad.

Just like the fast-forwarding shots in a movie, except for getting along with relatives, companions, and friends, most of them are quickly skipped, maybe because he didn't remember the dirty things in life at all.

In the last scene of the dream, the young man has become an old man. With white hair and beard, he meets his elder brother who has turned into a ghost.

He still did not lose in speed and strength at his peak, and the battle came to an end without any suspense.He shed tears: "How sad, brother."

When the knife was raised for the last time, it never fell again.

As the old man ran out of oil and closed his eyes, Wujo Wu's world also turned into darkness.Gojo Satoru in the dream closed his eyes, transparent tears slid down his cheeks, Senior Yuanyi, what exactly are you trying to show me?

As the strongest, he has been praised as the highest since he was born. Unlike Yuan Yi, who is called the Son of God but is actually exiled by the gods, he never loses, but keeps gaining.

Then look at the people around you more, and don't leave anyone behind on the way forward.

In the dream, only the flute that followed him to the end was left. Wujo Wu remembered that it was given to Ji Guoyuanyi by his brother when he was young.

wake up.Gojo Satoru touched his cheek subconsciously, and as expected, his hands were cold.

Don't leave the people around you?What means?

Wutiaowu's first reaction was his best friend. Could it be that someone is coveting Xia Youjie like that ghost king?At that moment, countless conspiracy theories flashed through Gojo Satoru's mind.In the end, he shook his head and dismissed those false conjectures.

Go see it, just to make yourself feel at ease.

Because he had a nightmare, he frantically rang Xia Youjie's doorbell next door before five o'clock.

So these days, Xia Youjie, who hadn't slept for three days in order to sort out the information and try to get all the Panxing believers into prison, opened the door to Wutiaowu with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"Jie, you probably haven't come into contact with any irregular organization, right? Especially the one that seems to have bad views and tries to lure you into the group!" Gojo Satoru pulled his sunglasses up to the bridge of his nose, and confirmed to his best friend in the most serious tone of his life, and finally I also added the source of my guess, "I just had a dream, and I came to you as soon as I woke up!"

Xia Youjie, who wouldn't have gotten up to open the door to Gojo Wu if it wasn't for the fear that the doorbell would disturb others, tried hard to keep himself awake, but it turned out to be just because of Gojo Wu's dream!

Throwing himself on the bed again, pressing the pillow face down, the voice was indistinct: "Yes."

Gojo Wu immediately pricked up his ears and pulled Xia Youjie up from the bed: "Tell who it is! I'll kill it right away!"

"It's the Panxing Sect. I sent them all to prison." After squinting his eyes and trying to answer the question, Xia Youjie rolled up the quilt on the bed and fell asleep again in a daze.

Exhaling a breath, Gojo Satoru was a little relieved, but suddenly thought of another possibility.

"Jie, what is your dream? Will you abandon me for your dream one day?"

Xia Youjie casually said: "We are all conjurers, even if our dreams are different, we will reach our destination in the end."

Wujo Wu asked again: "Is it because I walked farther than you that day, so you stopped walking with me?"

"Where did you come up with so many questions?" Xia Youjie wanted to cover his ears, but Gojo Satoru kept staring at his back.

"In the dream, there was an older brother who couldn't keep up with his younger brother, and then he went the wrong way."

"That must not be a real brother."

"They're twins."

"It's not just the blood, just like me and you, we will never go fork in the road."

"Jie, do you think I will end up like Senior Yuanyi?" Gojo Satoru lay down on the bedside, only to find that the person who had been vaguely responding to him before was breathing evenly.

Asleep.

Gojo Gojo looked at the watch hanging on the wall. If it was only five o'clock, he would be a little sleepy.

"Jie, move inside, I want to sleep too."

In silence, Gojo Wu lay down next to his close friend, Xia Youjie curled up a little bit inside, leaving a gap for him, and after a while, he spread out the quilt a little bit.

"I dreamed of Senior Yuanyi."

"Ah."

"Obviously a genius like me, Senior Yuanyi is too miserable."

"Ah."

"In the end, he died in the battle, and there were no friends or family members left." At this point, Gojo Satoru felt his eyes sore again. Really, he would not have ended up like this.

An arm suddenly pressed over and closed the hanging quilt, startled by Xia Youjie who suddenly turned around, Gojo Wu forgot what he was going to say for a moment.

"Will not."

"Did you say anything just now?" Looking at Xia Youjie whose eyes were still closed, Gojo Satoru was not sure what he heard.

The eyes are still closed, but the corners of the mouth are slightly raised: "I said no." You are all geniuses, but you will have a bright future forever, and you will walk to the last moment of your life surrounded by everyone.

Gojo Satoru also laughed, this time the smile was the same as that of his close friends, shallow and without making any sound.

Hope so.

The author has something to say: Ahhh!The extra episode has been posted to Chapter [-], I thought jj would automatically correct it!

After changing it, Seventeen was locked.

At the beginning, Yuanyi was written to let the two sons of gods redeem each other, but Wujo Satoru, who has not experienced setbacks, felt that he could not resonate with Yuanyi.But even so, I hope he doesn't go through the latter! jjxx has no heart!But I have!

A long comment plus 25 comments of more than 9000 characters rounded up, that is, an increase of 6000, plus the number of words on this week's list is [-], more than [-] have been updated, and there are more than [-] left, which will be updated before next Thursday. .

Regarding long comments and more updates, there will always be more.In addition, I only recently learned that a long comment is more than 1k words.

Finally, at the end of the month, if the nutrition will be cleared, can I ask for a wave

感谢在2021-01-2821:21:19~2021-01-2921:24:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Al 2;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!