games don't become reality

What happened?

Gojo Satoru, whose brain was frozen, felt for a moment that the person in front of him was joking with him, but this kind of joke was meaningless.

So, is it true?

Gojo Satoru, who raised his orchid finger on the spot, felt that he was really shocked today, but when he turned his head, he was even more shocked.

Because, he saw his head in mid-air.

Well, only the head.

And also hovering in mid-air.

"Yo!" That head greeted itself with a very happy look.

"Enlightenment?" Sensing the subtle difference, Yuan Qianyi was sure that Wujo Satoru, who had only one head, should belong to her own world.

But what happened to him?Why is there only one head left?

"Hey! It's so interesting, hahahaha!" When Gojo Satoru, who had only one head left, noticed the "horrified" eyes of the people behind him, he took out his hand from the empty midair and raised his hand. Picking up the phone to take pictures.

That posture can only be said to be worthy of Gojo Satoru.

"Wait a minute, what's going on now?" The only one who remained calm, Nitzi, stretched out his hand to regain his sanity.

Whether it was the topic of male childbirth that was in her mind just now, or Wujo Wu, who only had one head and one arm, there was a strange aura everywhere.

"Could it be an illusion attack by a curse spirit?"

Gojo Satoru: "I'm in front of you, why do you doubt any illusion?"

Nitro: "No, it is because of you that I doubt it. After all, no matter what you do, I will think it is normal."

Gojo Satoru: "Even if I wear your skirt and go to the disco to dance with Jay?"

"Yes, even..." subconsciously repeated the other person's words, halfway through speaking, Nitro suddenly felt something was wrong, and his eyes suddenly became fierce. "The dress I liked so much back then was indeed the one who broke it!!!"

All the tense atmosphere vanished after Gojo Satoru opened his mouth. Nitro, who had almost turned into a hot-tempered pepper, calmed down, and his eyes stayed on Gojo Satoru who was still taking pictures with the camera for a moment.

"Are you together? They are all so-called parallel worlds."

"The answer is correct." Gojo Satoru tried his best to shake half of his shoulders, but the next moment, his expression froze, obviously, as if he had discovered something not very good. "Qianyi, come here."

"Ok?"

"I have something to ask you."

Minamoto, who stepped forward, looked at the other party suspiciously, completely ignoring what Gojo Satoru's "please" was.

It's really rare for this guy to ask other people.

"Can you help me pull out the other hand?"

"..." Something is wrong.

Minamoto Chii narrowed her eyes and looked at Gojo Satoru, who looked very talkative and sincere, always feeling that the other party had some kind of conspiracy.

Gojo Satoru, who had been stared at for a long time, finally felt a little, a little bit apologetic.

"I probably probably screwed up something."

"What's the matter?" You don't need to guess, Gojo Satoru planned to throw the blame on Minamoto just now.

Shi Er walked over unhappily, ready to listen to what the other party was going to say before dealing with him.

"Just a little..." Gojo Satoru used his index finger and thumb to draw a distance, and tried to make the distance look a little smaller.

"Slightly broken—"

"Speak straight."

"I broke the passageway back. I tried to squeeze in just now, but it doesn't seem very strong."

You don't need to understand to be able to figure out what Gojo Satoru means, Yuan Qianyi just felt suffocated for a while, she really wanted to grab Gojo Satoru's collar and shake it up or down.

What the hell are you doing! ! !

Nitro lit a cigarette indifferently, no matter which world he was in, his comprehension was the same unreliable.

Forget it, let’s be content.

"Hey, hey! Don't pull my hair!"

None of the three stayed here for too long, and Gojo Satoru also took the initiative to step aside, leaving room for the one-headed self.

Witnessing "myself" being beaten by a group is quite exciting to be honest.

It wasn't until the backs of the three disappeared that Gojo Satoru was slapped on the back of the head by Ye Mo Zhengdao, "What are you looking at?! Has the situation over there been dealt with?"

"Probably everything has been dealt with." As he spoke, Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips and hummed in a sweet voice, "You can hide the matter about my being rescued for now—just take this opportunity to have a good talk with 'those 'Guys play."

Seeing that Wujo Wu was full of confidence, Fu Heihui just wanted to say that he hoped he would not overturn.

"That's right! Hui! Your father said you were born by him, do you want to..."

"No."

"Eh? Don't you listen to what the teacher has to say first?"

"Don't listen, let's go."

Fully interpreting the temperament of the indifferent and domineering boss, Fu Heihui didn't even look at the other party, and directly entered Shibuya again.

The aftermath work is not over yet, it is better to go in and do something than to rest here and listen to Wutiao Wuxia's bullying.

Rubbing her forehead, Yuan Qianyi wanted to curse Wujowu three hundred sentences now.

I've never seen such a capable person!

She didn't know what happened, but now she just felt that her whole body was in pain, and her whole body was about to fall apart.

This is the premise that Shir will protect her in the next moment, and there is a buffer.

"Qianyi."

Shi Er's voice was a little strange, she gasped and opened her eyes.

As a result, this glance directly stunned her on the spot.

What is the situation now? !

Gojo Satoru returned to his original appearance, instead of frightening people with his head floating in the air.

But - other things are completely abnormal!

Wooden buildings, the smoky smell of something burnt, and some indescribable stench.

And, most importantly.

The dark crowd standing in front of people like myself.

With high cheekbones, sunken cheeks, and those deep sunken eyes, everyone is thin and out of shape.

And, the old clothes that didn't necessarily exist in the last century.

"God, it's a miracle!"

Those people also saw the three people appearing on the altar, and after a while, everyone shouted.

Wujo Satoru quickly sorted out all the clues he needed, and with a glance at Liuyan, all the information he should get was automatically fed back to his mind.

The place where they were was supposed to be an altar. Although it was just a poorly made building made of wood, the altar was still very recognizable.

Especially those who were in front of them made prayer gestures, and - 'sacrifice'.

A girl in a white cloth.

The cloth looked a little better than the clothes those people were wearing, but the tailoring skills were extremely poor, so it could only be called a piece of cloth, not clothes at all.

Her black hair was tightly attached to her cheeks, as if she had just taken a bath, and there were still drops of water on her body, and she was so trembling that she didn't dare to look back.

She is still a little decent, although she is also very thin, she doesn't have that thin and out of shape appearance.

The concept of "living sacrifice" suddenly appeared in Gojo Satoru's mind, and his expression was not very good-looking.

In particular, he feels that his brain is too good and it is not a good thing.

Because of some very distinctive things, he guessed something.

The moment the three of them appeared, everyone in front of them knelt down directly, chanting something like 'appearance'.

Gojo Satoru secretly met Yuan Qianyi's eyes, and he cleared his throat.The voice that sounded unreliable on weekdays seemed to have a charm that was different from ordinary people.

"Isn't this Heianjing?"

"..." The people below trembled obviously, and seemed to understand something, but no one dared to answer.

Gojo Satoru was still thinking about whether to continue asking, or take this opportunity to leave.

"Report to God, Heianjing is three hundred miles to the southeast." In the end, the girl kneeling in front of them as a sacrifice answered Gojo Satoru's words.

Gojo Satoru (whispering): "Sure enough, something went wrong. Now we seem to have traveled directly to a thousand years ago."

Yuan Qianyi rolled her eyes angrily at Gojo Satoru of Maomao Suisong, do you still remember why we came here?

"Lord God, please take care of us." The voice of the sacrificial girl was trembling. The weather was very cold at this time, but she still only had a thin piece of clothing, and the water droplets from her hair were dripping on the ground. "The rumored two-faced Nuo destroyed all the surrounding villages. If, if not expected, the other party will come to us."

"Pray for the protection of the gods!" The people kneeling below also reacted at this time, and began to beg one by one.

"Two-faced Su Nuo." Gojo Wu stroked his chin a little bit emotionally. He had just met the child who became the container of Su Nuo, and he still had an impression of this existence. "Would you like to see it? I'm quite interested in Su Nuo in its heyday."

"Even if you don't go to see it, do you have any other plans?" Yuan Qianyi was quite helpless, as far as the current situation is concerned, there is no way to solve the problem at all.

and also--

"How do we go back?"

Yuan Qianyi suspected that Gojo Satoru was hiding something again, otherwise how could he poke his head out under the circumstances at that time?

"Well, it depends on luck." Gojo Satoru wore a blindfold, making it impossible to see his panic.

To be honest, Wujo Satoru didn't even know how to go back.

After all, what the young man said at that time was...he could just grab their handles and come back, but he didn't expect that the so-called channel was so fragile that something went wrong right away.

"Just treat it as a trip, anyway, we can definitely go back." Shi Er patted Yuan Qianyi's hair to comfort him, his eyes swept over everything around him, and curled his lips critically.

It's so run down here.

The three of them talked very quietly, even the sacrificial girl who was closest to them never heard the slightest sound.

All the people were very anxious. They suspected that the god who was "summoned" by them did not come into the world because of them, but was just preparing to go to Heianjing, but there was an error when it landed.

"I will set up an enchantment to give you a heavy guarantee." Gojo Satoru then signaled Yuan Qianyi to go first.

After a gust of wind, the still trembling sacrificial girl raised her head.

In the sky, three indistinct figures flashed past like gods, and the moment they left, a transparent film also covered their village.

"This enchantment can protect you for a long time."

Indistinct words scattered in the air, the girl's vision was blurred by tears, she lowered her head again, her eyes fixed on her palm.

Can... survive?

Lord God is real.