Justice partner Xia Youjun

1.

When Xia Youjie woke up from the groggy darkness, he faced the enlarged version of his friend's face directly, the surrounding was as dark as in a dream, only the gleam of light shining through the thin cracks hit the jewel-like eyes.

Quite good looking.

Then the friend's familiar voice sounded: "You died, and I died too. So we met."

Sorry to talk.

After this reminder, Xia Youjie remembered the fact that he was dead, and the relatively loose space of the high-end coffin could barely squeeze more people.Taking a closer look, his lips didn't move and his chest didn't rise and fall when the other person spoke, like a delicate statue of a god.

"Am I cute?" He asked.

"...No." Xia Youjie replied speechlessly.He didn't know whether his mouth was moving or not in the other party's field of vision, anyway, he felt that he could speak.

"That's great~ I heard that friends only compliment each other on their cuteness. Last time I missed Jie because of my cuteness." The person who looked like a friend had no expression on his face, and his voice seemed to be laughing. He said: "I like you .”

His vision suddenly lit up following his words, and Xia Youjie found that the lid of his coffin had been lifted.

The young man who appeared directly above the cemetery had neat scars on his forehead.

"Wujo Wu?! No...it's a puppet." The young man who was clearly harboring evil intentions breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Gojo Satoru, who was being treated as a puppet, blinked, sat up from the coffin and tilted his head to look at the young man, and said, "You're annoying~ Didn't you see that I'm in a relationship?" This time his mouth moved and so did his expression. Yes, every frown and smile are like friends.

The frightened young man was about to back away, but before he lifted his feet, he suddenly disappeared.

Satisfied, he lay back in the coffin, put the coffin lid on, and returned to the state of not moving his mouth and speaking:

"I've been waiting for a long time! I just lived for a while."

The person with the scar on the forehead and the person who looks like a good friend are all directed at him, to be precise, they are directed at the body of the curse spirit.Xia Youjie sorted out his thoughts, if he was still angry, he must sigh now.

Wu gave him a problem, and now he was lying in the coffin and had to find a way to cremate himself.

"How did he disappear?" Xia Youjie asked tentatively.

"God is hidden." He explained frankly: "I am God."

The lines are unexpectedly suitable in the second grade, and this posture is indeed in line with the imaginary god.

Xia Youjie continued to ask, "What's your name?"

He said a little wronged: "I am Gojo Satoru, we have been classmates for three years~"

Gojo Wu?Really unprofessional.

Xia Youjie couldn't help but said: "...you say so."

Unexpectedly, he replied in an excited tone: "You are so kind! I am Gojo Satoru. I like you." He repeated it again, as if urging Xia Youjie to answer.

So silly.

Xia Youjie changed his mind and thought of taking advantage of it.Based on his understanding of his classmates and friends, Xia Youjie immediately judged the difference between this person and Wujo Wu.

He has no emotions.

like?Xia Youjie sneered secretly, no matter how bad it was, it would never be worse than it is now, and simply said: "I like to be able to kiss, hug, and make/love, but I can't do anything in my current state, can you do anything?"

[Wujo Satoru] thinks so, all the A/Vs in his memory do this.If he wanted to like Xia Youjie, he still couldn't let him lie in the coffin.

"Will you be my envoy?" He seemed to be asking, but actually acted directly, staring into his eyes and said indifferently, "Xia Youjie, be my envoy."

In a daze, Xia Youjie felt a secret connection with the other party.

Talking to himself is also very similar to Wutiao Wu. Could it be that he is really Wutiao Wu?Xia Youjie shook his head, attributing this idea to the God Envoy contract.

Eh?He can shake his head.

Xia Youjie raised his hand after a long absence, pushed the coffin away, bright light enveloped his vision, and tears flowed from his eyes sourly.

Good sun.I want to move.Tears fell like strings, Xia Youjie didn't bother to look away, staring straight at the noon sun.

Solar power alone couldn't cremate him?

Suddenly a cold hand covered Xia Youjie's eyes, and the tingling sensation caused by looking directly at the sun was taken away by the cold palm.

A familiar voice said: "There is an indescribable feeling, like being punched. You are crying, so is this sadness?"

He spoke very jumpy, but Xia Youjie understood, he was describing his current mood.

Xia Youjie carefully perceived the content of the envoy's contract, and found that it was a one-way contract with overlord clauses. Everything about the envoy would be shared with the gods, and any of his emotions would be shared with the gods simultaneously.

Trouble, it's hard to sneak away and cremate yourself now.

Xia Youjie pulled the god's hand away, walked out of the coffin, turned around and smiled maliciously at the god who looked like a friend: "It's not sadness. It's disgusting. It means I feel disgusted to be alive."

Xiayou Jieben will not say these words of weakness to anyone.Maybe he was confused by the appearance of the gods, maybe he complained that the gods disturbed his sleep, and felt that he didn't understand emotions, and he was no different from wood and stone, so he easily expressed his heart for others to taste.

The white-haired god fell into deep thought. He knew that Xia Youjie's words were not good, but in his memory Xia Youjie had never said this to Wujou, so how should he react?

The emotion he felt was dull in his chest, he imitated Xia Youjie's expression hesitantly, and said with a smile: "I think so too."

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and walked to the coffin and pulled up the god, "Let's go, my lord."

His smile was too sincere, even knowing that he didn't really understand him, he couldn't bear to continue to vent his anger to wake up his white-haired god.

Following Xia Youjie's strength, he stood up and demanded, "Call me to enlightenment. I am Wutiaowu."

"...Okay." Xia Youjie agreed.The god who looks like a good friend, the attributive is too long, let's call it Wu in the future.

2.

Nausea, disappointment, boredom, repeat; nausea, disappointment, boredom, repeat.

Most of Xia Youjie's feelings are negative, especially in the streets full of monkeys.Gojo Satoru also felt uncomfortable, as if being cornered by someone and repeatedly beaten.

But Xia Youjie is used to laughing.

People on the other side don't need to eat and rest, and if they don't show it deliberately, no one will see it.Xia Youjie walked non-stop leading Wujo Wu, the more people there were, the deeper the smile.

Gojo Wu felt that Xia Youjie was very happy every day, so the angel dragged him to wander around crowded places every day.

Half a month later, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't help asking, "Don't have fun today."

Among other things, Wujo Wu has never been beaten for half a month in a row in his memory.

"I also like to be happy~" The blue eyes looked at Xia Youjie tentatively: "But let's continue tomorrow?"

When Xia Youjie heard the five irrelevant demands, he figured it out as soon as he thought about it.He was misled by his own smile, mistaking negative emotions for happiness.

He specifically picked places with a lot of people in order to find powerful spell spirits.Almost all the curse spirits were destroyed during the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking incident. With the current strength, it is absolutely impossible to get rid of the gods and successfully cremated.

Before leaving, Xia Youjie looked at the white-haired god who was troubled by negative emotions without knowing it, and was rarely moved with compassion.Well, even looking at that face that is exactly the same as that of his friend, at least he can't be mistaken for being happy.

Do something fun.

Xia Youjie plans to indulge himself for a long time.He stopped and looked around, Gojo Satoru followed his eyes and glanced randomly, and the eyes of the two focused on the dessert shop on the street at the same time.

The white light hit the beautifully decorated cake in the window, shining brightly on the pale blue eyes.

Xia Youjie asked casually, "Want to eat?"

"I like sweet ones~" The unsurprising answer.

Xia Youjie took out his trouser pocket, signaled that he had no money, and said, "Come with me."

Then he took Gojo Satoru's hand and left, watching the dessert shop get farther and farther away with blue eyes in disbelief.

Shouldn't he be invited to eat cake?

Xia Youjie looked at Wutiao Wutiao's bewildered expression, and laughed sincerely: "Sweet is sweet, and happy is happy. You can only be happy when I am happy, understand?"

Gojo Satoru sensed the relief of the dull chest, and nodded clearly.

Xia Youjie's eyes softened: "There are more happy things."

The envoy led his gods to the bank of the deep mountain and river, and dragged five Wuhou to lie on his back, one person and one spirit trapped in the dense short grass.

The field of vision is filled with the same blue sky, surrounded by the fragrance of short grass and wisps of water vapor.

"Forget who you are, don't think about anything, don't do anything." Xia Youjie took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly: "This is happiness, do you understand?"

Gojo Satoru fell into deep thought, isn't this the state where he was sleeping in Shibuya?But He didn't understand the meaning of being happy.

The ethereal feeling of sympathy fills the heart, like poison/medicine.

The gods were confused and compared the two kinds of happiness.He nodded on his face: "It turns out that laughing has nothing to do with being happy."

Does kissing have nothing to do with liking?

The white-haired god thought of the Xia Youjie whom he planned to kiss last time, maybe he didn't like it.

"What is like?" He asked.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand how the topic got here, so he replied perfunctorily, "Didn't you always say you liked me?"

He narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Well, I like you~"

Xia Youjie staggered his gaze.Is it an illusion?This time it seems to be different from before.

Under Wujo Wu's scorching gaze, Xia Youjie couldn't help but grasp the short grass impatiently. He raised his hand to look at the grass leaves that were stained, and stuffed them into the god's mouth in a cluster.

There is no cake, so let's make do with some grass.

"Have you tasted the sweetness?" Xia Youjie smiled lowly.

Wujo Wu's mouth is full of grassy taste, mixed with the relaxed mood of sympathy, and gradually tastes a little sweetness that is almost undetectable.

"Sweet~" The glass-like transparent eyes were stained with a smile after a long absence.

Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Satoru, who was vividly infected by emotion, and his breath was short.

Don't say everything is sweet.

If this continues, what should he do if he doesn't want to die?

Xia Youjie hesitated for a while, and decided to take a risk to speed up the progress: "I treat you to eat grass, help me find the curse spirit."

3.

The problem that troubled Xia Youjie for half a month also troubled Gojo Satoru on a different level.

"Okay~ What kind do you want? How tall? How much? Do you have any special hobbies?" He asked briskly.

Xia Youjie raised his forehead, and the shape of the curse spirit was all kinds of strange, how could someone describe it like a blind date?As expected of Wujo Wu's brain circuit.

"The higher the rating, the stronger the better."

Gojo Satoru blinked, and dragged Xia Youjie to appear in another deep mountain forest.

Before the volcanic head mantra snorted in doubt, his neck was snapped lightly.Gojo Wu held the cursing head and sent it to Xia Youjie, and said with a smile, "Soon?" His blue eyes were begging for praise.

Spell spirits with autonomous consciousness are indeed rare, at least at the special level.

Xia Youjie clapped his hands cooperatively, and then took the curse spirit, the curse spirit full of foul words condensed into a black ball, thinking that the emotions would empathize, he simply didn't avoid it, and stuffed it into his mouth in front of Gojo Wu.

Following the entrance of the magic ball, his eyes widened suddenly.The taste is also at a premium level... He skillfully swallowed it forcefully, panted twice, and then returned to normal.

"What's wrong?" Xia Youjie looked at the stunned white-haired god and asked suspiciously.He had already compressed the recovery time as much as possible, Gojo Satoru shouldn't feel too much.

Time is compressed, but emotions are not reduced.

The negative emotions of the three days combined into a sharp knife and pierced into the chest, Gojo Wu felt as if he had been stabbed quickly and mercilessly by Zenyuan Shier.His mind moved slightly, and the volcano head curse spirit whose neck had just been broken appeared again.

Xia Youjie was very surprised, and immediately understood.It seems that his spells are also shared with the bonded gods.His throat rolled, his eyes dimmed: "I pay the price, and you can also mobilize the spell spirit."

In the final analysis, the envoy is nothing but the property of the gods, and there is no such thing as an equivalence relationship.

"How many spells do you need?" He asked.

"Three hundred." Xia Youjie thought for a while, it seemed that the envoy should ask the gods for instructions, and added: "Is it possible?"

Three hundred curse spirits can probably buy time for cremation.He really should have left, he was already dead, wasn't he?

4.

Wujo Wu disappeared after Xia Youjie took him to have fun.

The envoy dragged Shenshen into the commercial street again, and suddenly felt his hands were empty, and the god beside him disappeared.

He is free.

I don't know if Gojo Satoru will come back, but the cremation doesn't take that long.The volcano head curse spirit tamed yesterday can do it in an instant.

Xia Youjie stood alone on the street with people coming and going, passed by the most hated monkey one after another, unable to separate his attention.

It hurts to be directly cremated, he can't control his emotions, what should I do if it makes Gojo Goko feel pain?

If you choose a neat way to die first, who can guarantee that the body will not be used by others?

Xia Youjie held his breath and concentrated on thinking about the perfect method, unknowingly standing there for a whole day.

A familiar voice appeared in his ears, and Xia Youjie looked up.Friends wearing blindfolds walked into the restaurant with boisterous students, looking very happy.

Find a friend to open a [茈] to him.It is safe and painless, and there are no bones left, which is really wonderful.

However, those pale blue eyes dyed beautifully with emotions appeared in front of his eyes, and Xia Youjie's steps were too heavy to lift up.

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a tap on the shoulder.

"Jie~ I'm back." The pale blue eyes looked at Xia Youjie intently.

Missed opportunity.

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, wait until next time.

5.

Gojo Satoru muttered something about looking for fun, and couldn't help but take Xia Youjie to teleport to the deep mountain before.

The dots of fireflies shimmered, adding a bit of confusion to those glazed eyes.

He covered Xia Youjie's eyes with his palm, and asked mysteriously, "Try it, can you mobilize the unknown spell spirit?"

It really does.

Xia Youjie was at a loss: "What's going on?"

A light laugh touched his earlobe, and the cool palm moved away.

In front of him was a basket of magic balls.

He proudly presented the treasure: "Qiang Qiang—three hundred curse spirits! The world's super and first-class are basically here, isn't it awesome~"

"For me?" Xia Youjie was stunned.

Yes.Gojo Satoru can also use magic spells now, so it's normal to find a magic ball without him.

With ten pills a day, he can still accompany the god for another 30 days.

Gojo Satoru nodded, then shook his head again.Then he threw a spell ball into the entrance, raised his head and swallowed with difficulty, and immediately choked with tears in his eyes.

Xia Youjie's pupils shrank slightly, and he rushed forward to pat him on the back in a panic: "How do you feel?"

"Jetton will be painful." Who asked this! ?

Xia Youjie said anxiously, "I'm asking about the taste!"

"Smells like a rag from wiping vomit," he confessed.

Xia Youjie raised his forehead: "Since we all know, why do you do it for me?"

The envoy is nothing but the property of the god, so how can there be any reason to serve him in turn?

"This is very good ~ the taste is meaningless, only Jie has meaning." The pale blue eyes looked at Xia Youjie quietly: "You got the magic spirit you want, will you be happy?"

He felt it carefully, trying to find a feeling of relaxation or lightness, but he only felt sour mixed with numbness.

Screw it up, it turns out that it won't be fun to do so.

The white hair fell down softly following his thoughts, and he said, "I'm sorry ~ what kind of feelings are these?"

Xia Youjie was silent for a while, then said, "...you are very cute."

Only friends would compliment each other on how cute they are, and it seems that they have lost track of Jie.Gojo Satoru felt a sense of loss for no reason.Ah, he learned to be disappointed.

Suspected of refusing to confess with praise, Xia Youjie suddenly smiled and approached, "I like you, I like you, Wu."

"I'm sorry, don't look for the curse spirit again." The envoy gently stroked the god's cheek, and whispered: "I don't need it anymore."

6.

After the curse spirit was no longer needed, Gojo Wu took Xia Youjie to jump to another world the next day.

Xia Youjie had a rare night's rest as a person from the other side, and when he woke up, he faced the spaceships flying in the sky.

Pupil earthquake.

"What's going on?" Xia Youjie murmured.

Gojo Satoru innocently explained: "I don't have a home anymore~ so I can't stay in the same world for too long." His tone was brisk, as if he didn't care.

Xia Youjie was silent, and embraced the god who was smiling easily: "There will be more in the future."

The pale blue eyes blinked blankly, and then chose to close them to enjoy Jie's embrace.

Jay!his!

Later, the envoy and his gods traveled to many worlds and met many people.

A world full of supernatural beings, a world of ordinary people only, or both.

The blue eyes seldom look at the scenery other than Xia Youjie, but Xia Youjie always watches and thinks silently. The ideals of his youth are as far away as a dream.

Curse spirit practitioners rarely control the only three curse spirits, each of which has a special meaning, and must be protected well.

After giving up the curse spirit formed by negative human emotions, Xia Youjie learned many other things during his travels, such as tangible power, intangible knowledge, and so on.Using part of the harvest to trade with the Dimensional Witch, the envoy dragged the god into a new home in the cracks of the dimension.

Xia Youjie, who was wearing a priest's attire, leaned over and tied the belt of the hunting clothes for the uncooperative Gojo Satoru.

He yelled in dissatisfaction, without any dignity that a god should have: "It's too troublesome to answer other people's wishes! I just want to fulfill Jie's wish."

Xia Youjie responded casually: "Wu, you have to learn your own feelings. This way, even without me, you can be happy by yourself."

The body that could not move around froze under the palm of his hand, and then he held the hand that was adjusting the belt uneasily.

"How could it not be?" He repeated helplessly, "How could it be!"

Xia Youjie paused: "I misspoken." Then he got up and hugged Gojo Satoru, and the two hunting clothes rubbed against each other.He comforted: "This is our home, where else can I go?"

His god master has learned all kinds of negative emotions, but he can't learn to be happy.

The envoy secretly sighed in annoyance, it seemed that he wanted to make himself happy as much as possible in order to teach the simple god.

7.

Xia Youjie has long since stopped rejecting contact with ordinary people. After careful calculation, ordinary people in other worlds do not produce curse spirits.

The envoy lazily leaned against the pillar of the porch, while smoothing the hair of the god who was lying on his side, while groping to count the incense money. He spread out the thin coins on his fingertips and counted slowly.

Three hundred and five yuan.

This is what he and Wu earned together.

Xia Youjie chuckled a few times and asked, "Wu, do you want to eat cake?"

Observing Xia Youjie's expression with blue eyes, he tentatively said, "I like sweet ones~"

"Let's go to the present world." Xia Youjie said, and then tidied up the messy clothes for the gods.

Gojo Satoru nodded excitedly, and a dessert shop suddenly appeared in his vision.

Xia Youjie led him in, and calmly followed the noisy crowd to place an order. He told the clerk, "I want low-sugar ones."

Gojo Satoru focused on Xia Youjie as always and did not raise any objections.

The clerk showed shock when he received three hundred five yuan. Xia Youjie frowned, picked up the packing box and left with the god.

The cold shrine was filled with the aroma of butter for the first time in a long time, and Gojo Gojo looked at the cake with his chin resting on his face, without any intention of doing anything.

"Do you want to feed?" Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows.

Gojo Satoru nodded.

Xia Youjie smiled meaningfully, obediently cut out a small piece and fed it to Wutiaowu.

Staring at Xia Youjie with bright blue eyes, he chewed the cake mechanically.

"Are you happy?" Xia Youjie asked tentatively.

The god carefully felt the satisfaction rising in his heart, and said briskly: "Happy~"

"But I'm not happy."

Wujo Wu was stunned, Xia Youjie continued to say:

"I used up all the incense money that had a good meaning, went to the street market that I didn't like very much, bought him the cake that I had been thinking about for a long time, and fed him snacks on an empty stomach."

"I'm not happy, but He is happy."

Gojo Wu grabbed the knife, cut off a large piece and stuffed it firmly into Xia Youjie, eagerly said: "Don't be unhappy, I can feed you too!"

Xia Youjie didn't speak, just took a small mouthful of cream, and looked gently into his blue eyes.

He blinked, only to realize that there was a tingling joy in his heart blending with the satisfaction just now.

"My Lord God has learned to be happy," Xia Youjie stroked his soft white hair and said with a smile, "I'm very pleased."

All kinds of memory correspond to the current mood one by one, and the things lost in Shibuya gradually flow back, filling the empty clear eyes.

He ate the ordinary sweet cream cake in two or three bites, and asked briskly, "I want to eat Xijiufu~"

What a quick learner.

"Okay, save enough incense money next time and go to a world with Sendai City." Xia Youjie readily agreed.