Idol coser Mr. Sokin

The knotweed Yuren was sent to treat the wound. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so there was no need to rush back to the high school to find a home for nitrous, but it also needed normal disinfection and bandaging.

Originally, if this wave followed the established route, the three people would be seriously injured one after another due to the battle.

This meeting is still alive and kicking, full of energy.

Regarding Zong Jin's matter, the other party did not deny it when he was called the teacher, and used his identity to quarrel with them for a long time. It was only after Gojo Satoru came that he could tell the truth.

Normally, there will not be exactly the same people in the world, unless there are some special circumstances

Disguise, facelift, clone.

Either way it feels bad.

But even if he felt that Gojo Satoru's sometimes unreliable decisions, this time he didn't pursue Zongjin's origins at all, even if he felt something was wrong, Knotaba Yuhito, Fu Heihui and others had no objection to this, and there was nothing wrong with it at the same time. Good feeling.

After all, regardless of whether Gojo Wu attacked Zong Jinwu or not, Zong Jinwu still saved them just now, and the three students with very positive personalities and outlooks naturally would not attack Zong Jinwu either.

Even if he was fooled into pressing his legs. ——From Nagasaki Wild Rose.

In fact, Gojo Satoru was quite interested in Zong Jinwu, but it was better not to stay in that building for a long time. In addition, Katsuobu Yuhito still had injuries on his hands, so he took a few people out first.

There are always many public facilities in Japan.

There is still a special place for medical boxes at the public rest station. Both Gojo Satoru and Fukuro Megumi present have suffered more injuries and are experienced in dealing with wounds.

Ordinary injuries are handled by them, and they can be at the same level as ordinary doctors.

Bringing a few people here, Gojo Satoru stepped on the first step of the stairs, grabbed the shoulder of Zong Jinwu who was following him familiarly, turned him from side to back, and pushed him in front of him in a posture facing others .

Zong Jin:?

"I still have something important to do, you follow this..." The teacher stayed, and I felt relieved to let him follow you.

In the middle of Gojo Satoru's speech, he paused and interrupted himself. After hesitating for a while, he leaned into Zong Jinwu's ear and asked a question: "How old are you now?"

Gojo Satoru felt something was wrong when he touched the bones.

Although they looked similar, Zong Jinwu seemed to be much younger than him.

"Huh? 17 years old."

There is nothing to hide, Zong Jinwu raised his head, this angle is just right

Fortunately, I can look directly at Gojo Satoru through the legs of the sunglasses.

"Huh??" x2.

Knotaba Yuhito, who was being treated by Megumi Fukuro at the side, and Nagasaki Wild Rose, who was leaning on the pillar to observe her nails, both uttered unbelievable cries.

Even Fu Heihui raised his head to look over in surprise, and then he reacted and tugged the knotweed Youren.

"Don't move around." The bandages that were just wrapped were all loose.

The knotweed Youren didn't move cowardly, counting with his uninjured fingers.

"1, 2...just two years older!"

"17..." Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei was greatly shocked. She looked at Zong Jinwu and Wujo Wu, who were wearing sunglasses and the other was wearing a blindfold. Other than that, there was no difference in body shape and face, and she questioned her soul in her heart. .

How on earth is this maintained? ?

Why are you 17 years old and 27 years old no difference! !

And, so strong.

Nagasaki Rose's expression became serious.

I have just experienced super-level spell spirits. Although I haven't really fought against each other, Yuzu Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose are not fools. They can naturally detect the danger of super-level spell spirits with their spell power and eyesight.

It is completely impossible to fight against it, and it is lucky to survive.

What Yidizhi Jiegao said is correct, it is indeed not an opponent they can deal with, and they must not fight against them, they must run away.

Ke Zong Jinwu almost played with the super magic spirit in the palm of his hand.

Dancing with the music, turning the battle into a part of the dance stage, the enemy's advance and retreat are all under his control, and sometimes he can use special magic spirits to cooperate with some of his actions.

Rather than exorcising the curse spirit, it is better to say it is his personal solo show.

It is not uncommon for a magician to reach a special rating at the age of high school, but which super magician is at his age, playing a super magic spirit is like playing for fun?

I haven't even seen him use the spell.

Gojo Satoru gave a long "um" when he got the answer, and the tone was a bit meaningful, as if he understood something, but also seemed to be a little confused.No one knew what Wujo Wu was thinking, he smiled heartily and pushed Zong Jinwu forward again, changing what he originally planned to say.

"I still have important things to do, so please take care of me in the past, okay?"

He also specifically focused on the word "care".

Fuguro Megumi & Nagasaki Wild Rose: ...

Then you are really self-aware.

"They are my outstanding students~ You already know each other." This time he didn't ask Zong Jinwu'

OK? '.

"..." Zong Jinwu waved his hand away, and Zong Jinwu, who had no aversion to Wujo Wu's approach, easily moved away from this person by three meters.

"who are you?"

He also has a weakened version of Six Eyes. Even without Six Eyes, Zong Jin knows that the other party is Gojo Satoru, so this sentence is more of an attitude.

—Don't come too close.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket without showing any embarrassment.

"Is that so? I planned to ask Fu Hei to tell you where Jiu Xifu is, but it seems that you don't need it anymore."

Zong Jinwu visibly froze.

Gojo Satoru waved his hands in remembrance: "Then I'm leaving, goodbye~"

He really just walked away without stopping, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zong Jinwu glanced at the three seemingly ignorant Gao Shengsheng, knowing that he couldn't leave.

Gojo Satoru was testing every sentence, and wanted to let the students watch him. No matter what kind of speech skills they used, it had the same purpose, to get them to act together.Of course, if he really didn't want to stay, these three would naturally look down on him.

So the meaning of the last sentence basically depends on his own wishes, whether to stay or not.

But for whatever reason.

It doesn't matter, whether it's curiosity, or whether Zong Jin needs the trust of powerful people, he should stay and get along with these three people who should be of good weight in the world.

In fact, Gojo Satoru pushed him to speak, and when he told his age, his strength increased a lot.

Even if it is much worse than Wujo Wu's perfect body.

Fu Heihui tied the bandage and stood up, packed the medicine box, and put it back to the place where the public medicine box was placed.

Youren didn't think so much, he jumped up the moment the bandage was tied, and approached Zong Jinwu, struggling to address him: "Wujo...Senior! Are you also a college graduate?"

He wanted to use this to ask himself if he could become so strong, and what he should do.

The super-level spell spirit just now strongly stimulated his desire to become stronger, even if it was just for himself, he must become stronger and stronger, otherwise, he would not be able to protect others, and he might be delayed.

As a result, what few people present did not expect was that Zong Jinwu, who had just finished stretching and folded his hands behind his head, turned his head and put down his hands.

Sunglasses covered half of his face so he couldn't see his expression, and he said "huh?", the doubt in his tone was natural.

"High school? What is it, a vocational high school?"

whether it is walking back

Fukui Hui, who came, and Nagasaki Ye Qianwei, who moved his uncomfortable limbs and planned to go home, all stopped their movements at the same time, and subconsciously looked at Zong Jinwu.

Only then did they realize something was wrong.

Zong Jinwu seemed to be different from what they knew, no, it should be said that he was different from the Wujo Wu they knew.

Fu Heihui noticed the sense of disobedience when Zong Jinwu appeared on the stage. He knew that Zong Jinwu was not their teacher, but he didn't expect that when the other party was 17 years old, he and Wujo Wu were not on the same life track.

……

Although she really wants to go home, Nagasaki Ye Qianwei is also curious about Zong Jinwu, and with a teacher like Gojo Satoru, she is also very interested in the other party's 17-year-old appearance, even if she understands that Zong Jinwu and Gojo Satoru may be quite different.

After the performance of that battle, Knotabagi Yuhito pulled his affinity for Zong Jinwu to the highest level.

As for Fu Heihui, who was nominated by Gotiao Wu to take Zong Jinwu to Sendai, as long as Zong Jinwu is willing to go, he will take people there seriously, and introduce the surrounding area by the way.

Walking on the road, when Zongjin answered their direct questions, Kizaki Yeqiangwei became energetic.

"Ahem, senior." She walked quickly to Zong Jinwu's side, tiptoeing closer, trying to lean on each other.

Of course, in the end, Zong Jin bent his head slightly to the side, and heard Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei ask him word by word in his ear: "How do you take care of your skin?"

The thirst for knowledge rushes directly from the eardrum to the brain.

Zong Jin got up with a complicated expression, and glanced at his wild rose Nagizaki expectantly, as if he didn't notice the super-spiritedness on the left but didn't eavesdrop, and looked at Yuzu Yuhito with pitiful eyes, Pointing to himself, he said in an innocent tone, "I'm only seventeen, I'm not old enough to need skin care, am I?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose leaned back, feeling that what he said was reasonable, so she was going to change her method.

She rubbed her hands together, trying to get close. If she wasn't walking, she would have punched Zong Jin's shoulders, "Then... can you help me to ask Teacher Wutiao?"

If it wasn't for maintaining his image, Zong Jin would be able to laugh out loud.

He pretended to think about it, and readily agreed.

"Senior Wujo." Seeing Kizaki Yeqiangwei finish speaking, Kojou Yuhito said, his eyes were really bright and beautiful, and he asked... If you want to be like Zong Jinwu, what kind of training do you need every day.

Fu Heihui followed behind the three of them, very close to each other, listening quietly.

he also has

Questions, or I want to talk to Zong Jinwu, but judging by the excitement of these two, it is estimated that it will not be over for a while.

Zong Jinwu answered Knotabagi Yuhito, and was dragged by Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei to ask him what to do on the way to Sendai after buying special products. When the three of them had spoken and there was already some discussion atmosphere, he suddenly stopped and looked up. beginning.

His gaze fell directly on a pedestrian-traveling road nearly 200 meters away from him on his left side.

"There are so many special grades here..."

His tone sounded like an ordinary exclamation, but his grin seemed a little mad. He had no scruples about the need to avoid the concealment of people around him. He disappeared in place and appeared next to the head of a humanoid mantra with the appearance of Mount Fuji on his head. , Bang kicked him flying Lao Gao.

Nagasaki Wild Rose:? !

Knotweed Yuhito:? !

We were just chatting about our itinerary, why did this person disappear!

Fu Heihui, who was the first to react, chased after him.

"Five old... seniors!"

Fu Heihui was a little psychologically prepared for such a situation.

In fact, he didn't really guess Zong Jinwu's situation, but because of the strange attitude of the other party when he appeared on the stage, he felt that it was a violation, so after Wujo Wu left, he kept his mind a little longer.

At that time, Zong Jinwu said two sentences.

"It's so strange, what? A super-level curse spirit just born~" and "Although there are people, they obviously can't beat them, so it's not illegal for me to attack... um, that's it.".

In the second sentence, the other party doesn't know me, maybe it's because they haven't met their 8-year-old self, or maybe they didn't recognize them when they grew up.

But Zong Jinwu faintly ruled out this possibility in the first sentence.

Because it can be heard from the other party's tone that the point is not that the newly born super magic spirit is strange, but that the existence of the super magic spirit itself is strange.

Coupled with his exclamation just now.

Even if he doesn't understand what "here" means, Fu Heihui intuitively feels that this is the key reason why the other party's style is clearly embarrassing and troublesome, but he is not aware of it.

But in any case, this is also Gojo Satoru.

Fu Heihui didn't doubt the opponent's nonsense and ability to make troubles at all, so he left points everywhere.

This was both expected and unexpected.

Because I didn't expect Zong Jinwu to use the spell in public. After all, Wujo Wu, who is so unreliable, has never done so.

Fu Heihui touches hands while running

I am ready to call and ask Mr. Yidizhi how to deal with the aftermath.

The other two also realized this, and started to run to prevent Zong Jinwu from attracting the attention of ordinary people.

Then they all stopped in the middle of the road.

After Zong Jinwu finished kicking Leuhu, but then rushed to the landing point and kicked the super class to the sky, he paused as he was about to continue fighting, and stood there as if he had realized something.

In the next second, he picked up the inertia of his actions just now, turned his head and pulled past a professional woman who was standing next to the fire hydrant, who was attracted by the abnormal movement and stopped to join in the fun.

Pulling his wrist through his clothes, he moved away from the fire hydrant twice, leading him into the middle of the crowd waiting to cross the road and letting him go.

Just when the woman in the workplace thought she had met a pervert and raised her hand to slap and shout, there was a loud noise.

"Bam—"

She turned her head subconsciously and found that where she was just standing, the fire hydrant next to her was immediately deformed as if it had been knocked down by some heavy object. It was only [-] centimeters high like a flatbread. Call.

"Sorry, did I scare you?" Zong Jinwu raised his glasses slightly, revealing most of his face.

The woman in front of her stared blankly.

Seeing that she was fine, Zong Jinwu put back his sunglasses, "It's fine if you don't get wet, that's all."

He took a step back, and soon the crowd pushing back to avoid the water flow occupied the empty seat he had just now, directly blocking the woman's sight.

The water vapor in the air is directly vaporized, and the surrounding temperature rises rapidly.

Zong Jinwu brought up Leuhu who had just recovered from the dizziness and was about to go on a killing spree, and glanced at the rope and the white long super-spell spirit in a familiar human shell, and disappeared with a teleportation.

"Wait?!...Thank you." When the working woman came to her senses, she quickly pulled away the back of the person in front of her. Except for the fire hydrant that was still spraying water, the front was empty.

Her reaction was several beats slower before her face turned red even down the neck.

The people around her took a video of the fire hydrant bursting bizarrely. Since they didn't see the scene just now in the crowd, they took a strange look at the working woman who whispered thank you into the air.

The reason why the three stopped was simple, because the person who caused the chaos was no longer there.

It was only then that Knotabagi Youroto came to his senses, recalled what happened just now, and stared blankly.Was that a special-grade curse spirit just now?Are you so arrogant?Walking on the street with someone, waiting for a red light to cross the road.

You also obey the traffic rules.

Fu Heihui deleted Yidi Zhi Gao Jie's number that had already been lost, and called a different contact.

The result was suspended in seconds.

On the other side, Wutiao Wu, who was looking for the old oranges to settle accounts, didn't even look at the phone, and directly pressed the phone that he thought was a phone call to persuade him not to be impulsive, and walked towards the destination with big strides. Those emotionally messed-up gazes, overtly and secretly, held people's eyes.

Kagezaki Yamei, who came over to see the screen of Fukuroi's mobile phone, blinked, looked at Fukuihui and then at Knotabagi Yuhito, and was also confused.

"What should we do now?"

Fu Heihui was silent for a while: "...Let's go back to the high school first."

Their decision is very correct.

Zong Jinwu himself didn't know where he grabbed Leuhu and ran to. He only knew that there was water and land and there was no one there. He kicked Leuhu away and landed on the ground and patted the cuff of his shirt.

Leuhu, who was briefly stiffened by the kick, would be directly rushed into the interior of the river by the powerful impact.

"I was so scared to death, I almost forgot, this is not the other side."

If Zong Jinwu lived in the world, there wouldn't be civilians walking together with super magic spirits without knowing it.

He remembered the difference when he started, not only because he knew it, but also because of the actions of the people around him.They can't see the curse spirit, they can only see him, and at the same time, they won't practice self-evacuation immediately after seeing him.

That's why he forcibly changed his policy halfway, um... I hope the people here are fooled by him.

Although it's been three days, I still haven't gotten used to it.

For Zong Jinwu, this place is probably a paradise for spell-casting spirits, he murmured.

"How bold, you dare to appear on the street like this."

But yes, there are too few conjurers here, and it's conceivable that they can't handle it.

Zong Jinwu rolled up his sleeves and took off his sunglasses.

A super magic spirit of Leuhu's level is a bit reluctant for him, but it is not very troublesome. To prevent it from running away, it needs to be zoomed in to get it done.

It sounds like shit, but it's actually way too strong.

Because he hadn't deliberately revealed that his script was different from theirs, the three students' impression of Zong Jinwu was similar to that of Wujo Wu, which is why he has the strength he has now.

Naturally, the real Wujo Satoru must be stronger.

Even after the super embryo incident passed, Wujo Wudao was told his age, and I saw him driving a music palm

In the scene of controlling super-level curse spirits, Hirohito and the others will have the impression that Mr. Gojo can easily exorcise super-level curse spirits at the age of 17, or play with super-level curse spirits easily.

So what changed was their perception of the upper limit of Gojo Satoru's ability, without reducing their impression of his strength.

The leaking coral managed to swim up from the deep water and climb to the shore, even evaporating a few centimeters of the river water.

It didn't intend to run away, it came up to smash the thing that treated it so into pieces, so when it came up, he raised his head angrily, his pupils shrank when he saw Zong Jinwu's appearance, and instead he laughed, very confidently Arrogant: "You are... Wujo Wu! Just in time, you have come to your door by yourself, so I don't need to look for it."

Zong Jinwu was stunned for a rare moment:?

Good guy.

"Come and let us compete!"

Fire burst out from the mountain pass above Leuhu's head, and Zong Jinwu gave it a stop sign.

He was debating whether to turn on the music or not, because Leuhu's strength was really beyond his control, so there was a fraction of a fraction of a percent chance he would overturn when he got up. This stop gesture was when he was unprepared during the backstage rehearsal Hitting is a subconscious action caused by forming a habit.

So Zong Jinwu didn't expect that Leu Hu really stopped.

After turning off the fire again, Leu Hu looked at him suspiciously, "Why? Don't mention it if you want to beg for mercy, I will kill you today."

Zong Jin was taken aback by this operation, you are quite... quite... quite polite?

Don't fight if the opponent is not ready?

That being the case, everything stopped, and Zong Jinwu decided to hand over this great decision-making power to the other party.

He asked sincerely: "Do you like listening to music?"

Leaky:?

Flames burst out from Huhu bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, burning all over the body and burning the grass on the ground, and directly attacked Zong Jinwu, his eyes and tone were a bit contemptuous, "Delaying time? Heh, the strongest magician of human beings is also the best!" That's all."

Zong Jinwu looked at the fist in front of him that was blocked by No Lower Limit.

Thinking that I may not even have one-tenth of Gojo Satoru's strength, but I can grasp Gan Lehu very well, and I suddenly look weird.

"Why do you think so?"

Looking at the handsome face in front of her, looking at the human aesthetic, the eyes that spread infinitely like the pupils of the sky can't see any thoughts.It clearly hit, but depending on the situation, it didn't hurt Zong Jinwu in front of him.The corners of the other party's lips were slightly hooked, but it was sounding alarms all over its body, and the unknown

The feeling bears the fear that I don't realize, and it beats like a heartbeat.

"It seems that I don't like it anymore. Unfortunately, I don't have the hobby of performing for audiences who don't like me."

Zong Jinwu seemed to be standing on the same stage as before, acting generously and naturally, stretching out his hand and snapping his fingers.

But this time there was no music playing.

"Then only..."

Give up the hand-to-hand fight and solve it directly.

The voice was very soft, even if Liu Hu believed in her intuition, her pupils shrunk to a single point, and she tried her best to back away, she couldn't avoid what happened next.

"The field expands, and there is no limit to the space."

On the other side, returning to the high school, Fu Heihui, who waited for a while before calling again, dialed this time.

……

Leaving the oppressive environment where everyone stared at him with hidden resentment, wishing that he would hang up early, Gojo Satoru felt that the appearance of these people hating him and being unable to beat him was a bit pleasing to the body and mind.

To hang up, it was these old guys who hung up first.

But he also knew that if they really succeeded this time, it would not be him who would be happy.

Even with his guarantee, Knotabagi Yourhito is still a thorn in the eyes of many people, forcibly turning people into disasters, trying every means to get rid of them, even daring to put his students in life-threatening danger while he is not around.

Keeping them in place is really the end.

Gojo Satoru turned his neck.

So Fu Hei and the others were allowed to stay with Zong Jinwu earlier, in addition to observing, there was also the meaning of waiting for him to go back and contact again.

As for Xi Jiufu, it represents a layer of gratitude.

The main thing here is that if these old guys come here late, it’s not good to skip this matter. Why should I warn them once like this, and scrape some flesh from them.

Otherwise, everyone will think that Wujo Wu is easy to provoke.

It's just that Zong Jinwu... Wujo Wu is really not sure whether he will go with Fu Hei and the others, or just leave without saying hello.

17 years old...

Is it the self before or after the commissioning of the astral body.

Although it is not easy to do before and after, but because a major event happened in the middle, no matter in terms of strength or character...

and many more.

wrong.

Gojo Goto paused.

As he took out the cell phone that happened to vibrate, he recalled the details of meeting Zong Jinwu earlier.

I found out that something was wrong when I touched the bones, and when I saw Zong Jinwu before, the other party's performance was not the same as his.

There is a difference, but it is not like myself in those two periods.

Gojo Satoru saw the caller ID on the phone and picked up the phone.

"what happened?"

His previously pursed lips pursed slightly following the description on the phone, a little thoughtful.

"I see, it's okay, you guys have a good rest first."

[Teleport]?

That was after the astral body, after the battle with Fuheshier, the inspiration he got in the next battle in the high school, and the higher level he reached after breaking through the bottleneck at that time, the usage he derived from Cangli.

And at that time, he was no longer 17 years old.

interesting.

'Wait a moment. Fu Heihui, who was on the other end of the phone, spoke when Gojo Satoru was about to hang up the phone. He was holding the phone by the window of the dormitory and drooping his long eyelashes. He paused for half a second before opening his lips and said, "...he doesn't seem to be Don't know the High School of Conjuration. '

If Zong Jinwu knew, then when he first met and saw their school uniforms, he would have understood that they were in the same school.

Gojo Satoru used to be a student of the Tokyo Metropolitan Higher School of Curse Arts, and Megumi Fukuro knew about it.

Answering his worried Zai Zai, Wujo Wu hung up the phone.

He remembered one thing.

When the second-grade students saw him three days ago, they seemed to say something that didn't make sense, and he didn't understand it at the time.Now it seems that it may have something to do with "him".

It seems that Zong Jinwu arrived much earlier than Wujo Wu thought.

In this way, Gojo Satoru remembered something that was faintly wrong in the past few days.

He used his mobile phone to open the bank statement and compared it with the tasks he had recently voluntarily and assigned to complete, and found that there were indeed some amounts interspersed in the past three days.

From the amount, it can be seen that these are not rewards for completing the entrustment, but rewards for assistance, assistance, and rescue.

……Wow.

He put away the screen of his mobile phone.

Time is a clock that moves forever.

The clear blue sky turned red as the sun set.

Gojo Satoru went to the place where Zong Jinwu took Leuhu away, and he could be seen hidden in the crowd around him. A few people rushed over because of the fluctuation of the spell power, to see if there was any support staff who needed them to clean up.

With his six eyes, he glanced at the remnants of the spell power in the sky and the ground.

There are basically no traces.

But because it wasn't eliminated, the special-grade curse spirit didn't deliberately restrain its breath, and there were still traces to follow.

So in the next second, Wujo Wu came to the place where Zong Jinwu was fighting.

Except for the environment that was interfered with, the curse power around this place was completely removed, because even the weak curse breath that should have existed in the air and was ignored by all conjurers did not exist.

But even if there were no traces of magic power, Gojo Satoru could deduce the situation on the battlefield from the traces of combat on the ground.

It can only be said that if Zong Jinwu wasn't the one fighting here, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

Because they have exactly the same technique and have six eyes, he can easily distinguish them.

Did you expand the field?It seems that there is more than one curse spirit, and there are traces of fleeing, and I don't know if it has been resolved.

The curse spirit walking in the crowd and crossing the road, that is to say, the other party is likely to have wisdom.

Anyway, "he" is only 17 years old, still a minor, not a few years older than his new students.But when it comes to the Conjuration High School, it is also a third grade who can carry out tasks on its own.

Just when Wujo Wu was about to see if there were any clues in the environment that would let him know where Zong Jinwu had gone.

As soon as he looked around, he easily found Zong Jinwu who didn't seem to intend to leave.

The other party's hair was different from his, it had always been loose, and now he was sitting on a flat stone next to the river shining brightly in the setting sun, with a tall and beautiful back, with his hands behind his back, looking at the sky.

"Waiting for me?"

A familiar voice came from above his head, Zong Jin looked up to the side, and just halfway up, he saw a white-haired man who suddenly appeared in front of him, half of his face was covered by a blindfold, and he was smiling.

Wujo Wuzheng was bent at about 65 degrees, with his hands in his pockets.

So Zong Jin only needs to raise his eyes a little, and he can see everything in his eyes.

From the position where the man was standing, he could just see the sun sinking behind him at a speed invisible to the naked eye. The iridescent sunlight dyed the edges of his bristling white hair, making the tips of the hair look translucent. There was also a layer of veil covering the edges of his whole body, reflecting the luster on his lips.

Wanting to understand what he said, Zong Jin blinked.

No, no, who is waiting for you.

You will get lost anyway, why not just sit here and think about your life for a while.

Teleportation can reach destinations that he knows or has been to without obstacles from the original place. In fact, he has been everywhere in curse haunted places for the past two days. The logistics staff took a look at him, and said insignificantly, "Ah, is that Gojo Satoru?"

This kind of thinking is used to improve the ability.

So he has been to too many places, and it is a bit difficult to reach the place he wants to go under such circumstances.

Well, it may be difficult.

Most of the reward for exorcising the curse did not fall into his hands, and it would be a bit embarrassing for him to ask for it himself, so he only took tips from the client for snacks.

Forget about mobile phones, as for paper maps...

Since there is a curse no matter where he goes, Zong Jin, who didn't worry much about finding his way in the two worlds, didn't think too much, and fought all the way along with his breath. When he realized it, he seemed to have crossed three cities.

The little paper figurine was a little silent when it was sitting on his hand. There was no breathing object, and no map. Even if there was a map, the map would be too complicated.

It slowly lay on the palm of Zong Jin, with his hands spread out into big characters, pretending that he was really a piece of paper.

Strike Liao.

Therefore, teleportation is a derivative technique that Zong Jin generally doesn't use very much.

This time, he used it mainly because he sensed Leu Hu's next intention.But Zong Jinwu took the initiative to find trouble, so it can only be said that it is his own fault.

And Zong Jin's sense of the role of Gojo Satoru is a bit complicated, how should I put it.

Unlike Chuya, who is right and wrong but more human than human, it is an existence that gathers the beautiful qualities of human beings.

It is not like Natsume Takashi, who is a rare and precious tenderness in the world, and it is the light that grows from a weak heart to a strong one.

It's not like Sanri Yue Zongjin, who is the elegance of the Heian era, a stable and reliable heart that has been precipitated by thousands of years.

Gojo Satoru may seem unreliable, but he has a goal he wants to achieve.

He has a firm heart, correct goals, strong strength, and even wisdom is slightly higher than ordinary people.

It should have been brighter.

He possessed enough strength, but he couldn't fully exert it, and was dragged down by too many things, like a black palm protruding from the mud, grabbing him and not letting him move at all.

The weight is accumulated layer by layer.

The environment he grew up in also blinded his vision like a blindfold.

So many sad things, he can't prevent, stop, or even see.

Therefore, it is difficult for the things he wants to protect to last forever in his hands.

This is a somewhat complicated mood, and I can't tell what it is.

Distressed?not worth?Or something else.

Zong Jinwu naturally stepped aside

In order to let go, Gojo Satoru also sat down beside him very bluntly, and looked at him openly.

It is true that his face is still a little immature compared to him, but if you don't look carefully, you can't tell it at all. Regardless of your age, you are looking in the mirror. The six eyes are really pure and natural. Arrived the same.

No sunglasses, wearing a white shirt, sitting here blowing the breeze.

Gojo Wu just used his eyes to feel that Zong Jinwu didn't look like him at all.

If it was him, this kind of attire should be the one he is most familiar with, and it can make other popular people jump their feet and be unruly, instead of looking a little harmless like this.

Even as a child, he had never looked so harmless.

"Are you looking for me?" After Zong Jin got out of the way, he turned his gaze back to the slightly rippling river surface. Although he asked a question, he tapped the player on his waist with his fingertips without hesitation, and switched to another In a sitting posture, he asked again, "Are you listening to music?"

It is probably also the reason why Zong Jinwu is curious about sitting here, feeling.

"What song is it?"

"MOONBEAMS SATELLITE."

Gojo Satoru:?

What, what song?

Thinking that asking for his name meant he agreed, Zong Jin tuned the song on the player and pressed the play button.

The heavy sound of the guitar sounded rhythmically, the same heavy drum sound was interspersed in the second verse, and a melody similar to electronic music appeared in the third verse.

Just the prelude made Gojo Satoru slow down his breathing.

Zong Jin made the accompaniment for the song, but he didn't spend his energy finding others to sing it, and he didn't plan to record the song himself, so when the prelude was over, he closed his eyes and opened his voice to sing for the people around him.

"Stranger parasite."

All living beings are nothing but ants.

"Stories start in bloom."

The story has sprouted.

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The author has something to say: MOONBEAMSSATELLITE is simply Gojo Satoru himself! !It's TV's impression song, it's perfect, and I'm dizzy when I hear the prelude.

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