The life of a migrant worker

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie finally protect Riko Tenuchi, but Master Tianyuan's condition remains stable.

Life is uneventful, and the two people's little willfulness does not seem to have brought any consequences.

I sat on the chair next to the vending machine and ate apples. The weather was very hot, and the afternoon sun made me drowsy. The apples were sour, but they were within the tolerance range, and they were a bit harsh to chew.

After Xia Youjie took a shower, he went downstairs with his hair wet. He sat beside me, with drops of water still hanging from his raised hair.

Looking closely, his eyes are actually not as small as I imagined. Maybe it's because I'm used to Yan Yi when I stay with Gojo Satoru, and I don't always like to look at people.

Expression management is very important, just like my friend Yoshiyuki Tomioka, he always has the expression of a funeral receptionist in a funeral home, which makes him always unpopular among his colleagues.

Thinking of this, I chewed the apple and swallowed it, and 99 Youji made a guess that anyone with a discerning eye could see.

"What else can I do? It is estimated that there is more than one astral body, or it is only used as a bait in the sky..."

He didn't speak, but tilted his head back, and covered his face with a towel, covering his view of the ceiling, so that people couldn't see his expression at the moment.

They saved Riko Tennouchi, but they only saved the person in front of them.

Young people always feel that they are special, that they have the ability to shake the world, and suddenly seeing everyone's cruelty and indifference, it is not unreasonable to feel depressed for a while.

Compared with Ajie's silence, A Wu's behavior is much easier to understand.

I played cards with Ioniriko, Riko Tenuchi, and Kuroi, because after Gojo Satoru joined, he became a millionaire.

In fact, even if my job is very leisurely, even if I want to contact people in the magic world, I should communicate with high-level people instead of staying with high school students all day long.

But you think, Gojo Satoru asked me if I want to come to the college, so this matter has to have a beginning and an end, right?

Because of the overheating weather, the old-fashioned air conditioner in the room made an overwhelmed sound.

In the middle of the game, Igami stood up and went downstairs to buy a drink. The childish Riko Tennouchi said that she was going to the convenience store to buy snacks. Ms. Kuroi was the one who took care of Riko Tennouchi, so she also got up and followed. The game is temporarily suspended.

I said, "Peppermint popsicles and a cold Coke."

Nitzi, who had walked to the door, turned her head and gave me a strange look, and I gestured to her: "Two copies."

Let Gojo Satoru eat it when you buy it back.

So I had nothing else to say, just told me: "Watch carefully and don't let Wu touch the table!"

The person who was warned sat next to me, withdrew his hand without changing his face, and sneered to express his disdain.

Because the number of people was reduced by more than half, the room suddenly seemed a little empty.

Gojo Satoru was in a bad mood, he was always a kid who didn't bother to hide his attitude.

I like the things I like, and I hate the things I dislike. When I am unhappy, I will clearly show my displeasure on my face.When I see someone close to me, I feel the emotion of "come and coax me" all over my body.

A cat's tail can't lie, if he learns to hide it, Gojo Satoru will be a mature big cat.

So when there was no one else around at the moment, Maomao leaned over and complained to me that the people up there were really a bunch of rotten oranges with their heads broken.

"One day I'll kill them all."

"Have you ever said that to anyone else?"

I didn't turn my head to look at him, but the big white cat beside me still made a suspicious sound.

...In fact, up to now, I don't know whether to classify Gojo Satoru as a cat or a dog. In terms of personality, this guy has nothing to do with the enthusiastic and active dog. Instead, he should be classified as a cat. .But in terms of his sometimes irrelevant behavior, I think he is more of a dog.

These messy thoughts did not interfere with my communication with Gojo Satoru. I explained to him: "I just want to kill the rotten oranges. Have you ever told anyone else?"

"Jie and Nitro know."

That is, except for Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi, no one else knew about it.

It seems that Gojo Satoru is still at the age of talking harshly.

"Isn't this crazy! The last guy who slaughtered all the high-level people has been sentenced to 2 years in prison."

"Although they are rotten oranges, they seem to be quite alive. Even if the entire Central Room 46 is replaced, it will not be much better, and the conservative style is still continued—" This kind of words reminded me of something like The past, so I couldn't help but comment a few more words, "So, based on the lessons learned, you still..."

I fell silent because Gojo Satoru hugged his knees and stared at me with his beautiful blue eyes beside me.

"I get it!" he said happily again after I stopped, "So after killing the rotten oranges, I'm going to be replaced immediately!"

I think he probably still doesn't understand anything.

Because he always bites a rotten orange, because if he is really determined to do something, it is generally best not to say anything, and then silently invite them to eat a whole family of Zhazhan family bowls.

How can there be such a person who speaks out harsh words in advance to startle the snake!

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Wujo Wu's troubles were easily resolved, but Xia Youjie's situation was still very difficult.

Because he is a theory of superstition.

Like me before, I am a very sad person bound by secular morality.

At first I was struggling in the mud, but I just fell into the trap of fate. The behavior of resistance was just like a prey struggling on a spider web, and I fell into the boundless and hopeless hell alone.

The so-called orthodoxy is just a cover that even the advocates never believed in. Breaking these things is tantamount to the collapse of faith, and discovering that everything you insist on and protect is useless.

I am afraid it is a great pain.

But no one can do anything about it.

Everyone has erected a high wall of hypocrisy for him, and I can't block his eyes from looking at the world.Pushing his head back into the seemingly calm lake water is undoubtedly the cruelty of forcing him to drink poison to quench his thirst.

So I said to him: "Go out and take a breath, and you won't think about anything when you're busy."

The original intention was to let this person not think about those things for now, but he didn't expect to see some bad things, which aggravated the speed of his mood deterioration.

To be honest, I also felt disgusted when I saw that scene.

When I saw the two sisters who were locked into a cage by adults, I felt a kind of disgust and boredom in my heart.

——Isn’t Yurika’s tragedy also caused by this group of irresponsible adults?

Originally, I came to this closed village because of retrieving the lingering souls. Because of the curse spirit, people often died. The person in the reception class reported this, and I happened to be nearby, so I just came here to deal with it.

Although the bizarre death caused panic in the whole village, it was obvious that everyone was willing to raise money to hire a conjurer.So when we arrived in the village, the villagers were very pleasantly surprised, but I didn't pay much attention to Baigan's work——

Although it is voluntary labor, I have a free labor here, Xia Youjie.

But as soon as I saw the shadowy figure in the corner of the cage, my mood changed a bit. I knew exactly what it was with almost no effort, and then I pushed the young man out of the room with my backhand.

I said, "Adult time—"

Xia Youjie was amused by my tone, thinking that it was just inconvenient for him to watch while I was working, so he thoughtfully asked, "Then wait for you outside?"

That's fine too.

After the door closed, I listened to the receptionist's speech and praised them for their genius.

The village chief immediately felt very radiant because he was praised by the experts from the big city: "Where is it! It is also my responsibility as the village chief to be responsible for everyone's safety!"

"Other than that, who else put forward this opinion?" I clapped my hands amiably, "In order to prevent this from happening again, let me teach you some emergency measures."

The middle-aged woman who kept cursing [the little monster in the cage once almost killed her grandson] was also infected by my enthusiasm, and she said: "These monsters should not exist! Please do it! I will immediately Go call Matsuda and Nakamura!"

Matsuda and Nakamura came over.

But they never had the chance to listen to my "Spell Spirit Emergency Response and Safety Rules".

The point of Bai Huanghuang's knife sank into the back of the village chief's neck, and a head emerged from the tip of his throat quickly and briefly.

My movements were quick and light, and when I finally pulled it out, the white blade was covered with blood when it came out.

Although she tried her best to be gentle, the lady still stretched out her hand to scratch her neck desperately, as if she was in pain and out of breath, and could only make a sound of 'ho ho'.

Out of special concern for women, I leaned down and asked her for advice in a subtle tone: "Should I be more careful in my next life?"

But on second thought, maybe this kind of person will have a next life.

Because I decided to take over as early as possible before any hell came to take over, cut open the gap in the virtual circle and feed them to any group of Kilians who gathered together to share the food.

Let's disguise this as Daxu and come here to steal.

Life is always full of surprises, and there is nothing you can do about it.

Because of their own resentment, the curse spirits were born, but they blamed the children who were talented in spells, and kept them in cages to torture them like animals. Do these people think they are villagers of Muye Village?

Hesitant Mochizuki is a guy who is full of lies, and his character is very weak and cowardly.

But for those who trample on the dignity of others, they have always felt that there is not much worth hesitating about killing people.