Crown banknote capable

"This is amazing information, about Wujo Satoru who you offered a reward for! 1000 million is definitely worth the money!"

The unshaven middle-aged man in front of him was spitting and talking about his big business in Panxingjiao.Sitting in front of him was the young leader who had just taken office for a few years, and Xia Youjie, a former special-grade conjurer of the high school of conjuration who was on the cutting edge of fashion.

Now, he was watching impatiently as a monkey babbled about his big deal.

"Give him 1000 million, if the intelligence doesn't satisfy me."

The man greedily took a thick stack of money and took out a photo.

Xia Youjie: "?"

His impatience turned to shock when he saw what was on the photo.

In the photo, the famous Gojo Satoru is hugging a white-haired child covering his face. The child still has a pacifier in his mouth. No matter how you look at it, it is the scene of the new dad going out for the first time.

The heart beat faster involuntarily, Xia Youjie said that he needed to calm down.

Gojo Satoru!child!His high school classmate turned out to be--does the Gotiao family know about this?

Surely he doesn't know, others don't know that he knows how closely the Gojo family cares about Wu, "Who did it?"

The monkey was stunned.

"Master Xia You is talking about which woman gave birth to the child? As an intelligence agent, you should have investigated it too?"

"Ah, well, I did investigate the identity of the child's mother but found nothing, so is it possible that Gojo Satoru gave birth to him himself? Isn't he capable of everything?"

"Kill him." Xia Youjie said blankly.

The monkey screamed twice and was dragged out. The blood was quickly cleaned up.

In the photo, Wu Tiao Wu was holding a white-haired child in his arms, and was smiling brightly with a supermarket bag in his other hand. Xia Youjie looked at it and found it very dazzling.

I don’t know what material the seal talisman is made of, and it will grow up with Matou Kariya, but he is still a child after all, and he always needs new clothes. Gojo Satoru thought about it, after all, he brought it himself. Are there any emergencies that cannot be resolved?

When he arrived at the children's clothing store, Gojo Satoru found that the child was quite stinky, with a very picky eye, and he was picky about some trendy styles, and finally chose a set of dark clothes that looked like a bat in the dark.

"This is a child's clothing improved from the priest's uniform, and there are matching accessories here."

Matou Kariya firmly held a silver cross and did not let go.

"You want this?"

Gojo Satoru looked at a pile of colorful gadgets next to him, shouldn't children be more interested in brightly colored things?

"Don't you think about it again? Like this?" He picked up a long-necked yellow screaming chicken and squeezed it. "Ooooooh!!!"

Matou Kariya turned his head in distaste, Gojo Gojo became more playful, and took a bunch of screaming chickens and put them in the shopping cart, "This little yellow duck is not bad either." When he squeezed it, the sound of quacking came out one after another. stand up.

The salesperson stared at the 190+ primary school students speechlessly and teased the three-year-old children.She gave Jiantong Yanye a sympathetic look - "It's really hard for me to play with my father on weekends."

In the end, Gojo Satoru still bought a bunch of screaming toys, and the cross that Kariya Matou had been thinking about hung on Gojo Satoru's own neck instead.

The salesperson swears that this is the toughest kid she has ever seen in Tokyo in her five years in the children's product business.

"I get along very well with this brat." Gojo Satoru carried Matou Kariya down and looked at Fu Heihui who came uninvited.

"How did you come here?"

"Heh, let's see if you've dealt with it. I'm worried that Tsumiji will become suspicious after a long time."

"How did you tell Tsumiki that you wanted to go home?" Gojo Satoru was a little curious.

Fu Heihui: "I said you would bring the woman back."

In the two years since being sold by his father, Fu Heihui always felt that Gojo Satoru's life was not normal. His father lived in other women's homes every now and then, including Tsumiki's mother.

Naturally, the woman who left Tsumiki behind is not a good mother, and I have to thank Gojo Satoru for taking them in, otherwise Tsumiki will definitely be taken away by the government.

"I want to go to the basement."

"Why, there are only my collection... and a corpse."

"You haven't dealt with it yet?"

"Since you don't live here for the time being, and Matou Shinji's body is still alive."

"active?"

This word is indeed too difficult for an eight-year-old child. Gojo Satoru explained, and Fu Heihui barely understood, "You mean he turned into a zombie?"

"That's right, the bottomless darkness is about to fall, and the zombies will become the masters of the world, a power stronger than the curse—"

Fu Heihui: Stare at——

Teacher Wutiao, who realized that his behavior was very special, coughed, "After all, you are so young, so it is not good for you to see the dead body."

"I've seen it."

"Oh, come down then."

Wujo Wujo opened the door of the basement, "Kariya, I'm going to see Dad soon, Dad will be very happy to see you grow up so fast."

Is this human talk?

Fuguro Megumi and Matou Kariya thought at the same time.

Even if it wasn't the first time he saw a corpse, Fu Heihui's heartbeat still accelerated.

Matou Shinji has been dead for many days, but his body is still lifelike. The young man has a handsome appearance, definitely the appearance of a famous man on campus. Of course, there is still a long way to go compared to Mr. Wujo.

Matou Kariya climbed off Gojo Satoru's shoulders.What is he going to do?The disfigured child with white hair climbed onto his father's unmoving chest, and opened his mouth to vomit out surging black mud!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gojo Satoru immediately grabbed Fu Heihui and left the basement, closing the door.

There was a violent noise from inside the door, and the whole building was shaking!

Fu Heihui's face was pale, and the black mud eroded his consciousness. When Wujo Wu realized what happened, Fu Heihui subconsciously came to a mysterious place.

-

Mirror Cub wrote slowly with a pink quill on the book of rewriting reality: [Gojo Satoru and Fukuroe were polluted by the black mud spit out by Matou Kariya, the host body of the Holy Grail, and their six eyes deteriorated. 】

After all, Gojo Satoru is the son of the world, and the six eyes are like the cornerstone of the world. He has some doubts whether the book can resist the will of the world.

Simply succeeded.

[Deteriorated six eyes. 】

"If you use it too much, you will lose your eyesight, but if you are strongly stimulated, you will awaken a deeper power."

Not bad, not bad, more leather than the original setting.

The mirror cub writes as soon as he picks up a pen.

Six-eye degradation can be achieved, let alone other settings.

"Hiss, I seem to be a Wuxia party!"

Because he had just finished watching the animation of the spell battle during time travel, and before he had time to read the comics, he was spoiled by a group of people saying that the world is worthy of Qi Haijian's death~ Xia Youjie is just a kind of afterbirth, which is really exciting.

Although his favorite is Mobu Naoya, Mobu Zen Garden.

Chanyuan rag literature is a good civilization!

He must experience Da Meng 1.

Thinking about the mirror cub, he fell asleep. In his dream, he was a real monster 1, with hypnosis skills, rewriting reality, holding a book of rewriting reality in his hand, lavishly sprinkling the terms of the flower market, and the open world is in harmony!

-

Gojo Satoru took Fu Heihui back to the high school and found a home to enter the nitrate. The doctor checked... After many times, "You were not attacked by the curse master? Didn't the magic power invade? What's going on? I can feel you There are strange energy reactions in both bodies."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his nose, apparently not intending to say anything.

Home into the glass: I hate patients who are not telling the truth!

"Doctor at home!" The cowardly and humble social animal carefully opened the door, "A patient will be brought in soon, and it's a third grader... Wutiao-sama!"

"Hey!" Gojo Satoru greeted loudly.

If Jing Zai was there, he would definitely be able to tell that this is the protagonist of "Yi Dizhi was also super brave back then", the weak auxiliary supervisor, "That..."

"It's okay, let the lovely student come over, who is injured?"

"April [-]st, Mr. Shenliu."

April [-]st Mikuri is an unremarkable third-year student in the High School of Conjuration. Unlike the golden generation who have not graduated for a few years, April [-]st Mikuri and his classmates have limited achievements, and the highest in their life can only be touched. The threshold of the second level is unattainable for the first level.

In Gojo Satoru's impression, Fukaliu April [-] was a quiet, hard-working, and reliable child, but he just lacked a little talent.

But the magic world is a place where 90.00% depends on talent.

As soon as April [-]st Shenliu came in, Gojo Satoru found in him the filth of the exorcism of the curse spirit. It was only about the weak second level, but it was able to make April [-]st so embarrassing.

The boy who came in had docile black hair and a handsome face, which made people feel good but it was difficult to leave a deep impression.This is a boy who looks like a passerby.

"Teacher Wutiao, doctor." The boy's right arm was bandaged hastily, and blood oozes from the bandage. Nitrate opened the bandage and found that the boy's arm was bent abnormally, and his bones were twisted into twists. This time The curse spirit is very cruel.

Inversion spell--

A soft light flashed, and the April [-] deep stream was intact.

"It's amazing no matter how many times I've seen it, thank you very much, Dr. Jiarui."

Jia Ruozi waved his hand, "You are the best thank you to me for being less injured. Don't get me wrong. I don't think it's troublesome. I don't like to see younger generations who are often seriously injured. You are quite strong. This kind of serious injury It actually came over."

"I'm naturally insensitive to pain." The boy scratched his head and said.

At this time Gojo Satoru and Jiarui Glass hadn't realized what kind of insensitivity the young man was talking about.

On April [-]st, the stream came and went in a hurry, and from the moment he entered the door, he didn't pay any attention to Kariya Matou, who had an extremely strong sense of presence, and the eyes of the experienced Supervisor Yijizhi on Kariya Matou almost became real.

What is the relationship between this child and Wujo!

Very curious.

But he had to exit the infirmary and catch up with Shenliu on April [-]st who hadn't gone far, "Wait! Mr. Shenliu!"

"What's wrong? Supervision?"

"Aren't you curious at all?"

"Curious what?"

"That white-haired child may be Mr. Gojo's child."

"What nonsense are you talking about, supervisor, how could Mr. Wutiao have children? Please don't insult Mr. Wutiao with the meat of low-level carbon-based sexual reproduction."

"Teacher is a god in the world who will not be stained with mortal dust!"

Yidizhi Jiegao: It's over, this child is very sick, what kind of illness is it?Yes, Paris Syndrome!People will imagine the beauty of Paris with the perfect impression in their minds, but when they find that the real Paris is too far away from their fantasy, they will have nausea and vomiting.

Those who deny reality like Fukaru on April [-]st and make Gojo-satori a myth, I think it is already in the late stage.

However, for some reason, the high school of conjuration doesn't have a psychology teacher, which makes it difficult for him to do it.

"Supervisor, I'm going back to write the task report, goodbye."

He is really a serious child, and he writes the report carefully every time, considering all aspects of the formation of the curse spirit, the degree of destruction, and the process of exorcising it. It is only the second-level spell spirit, or the weakest second-level report. No one will look carefully!

It's better not to dispel the enthusiasm of Shenliu-kun.