reversal impulse

It is recognized that Yusanjia will not send their children to the high school of conjuration—except for people like Gojo Satoru who can't be stopped by anyone.

So whether Hui has stayed at the Zenyuan's house can actually be seen at a glance.

But Fu Heisher still replied: "Maybe it's another name."

Nitrogen laughed and said, "Then make a bet, if Wutiao Wu kills you, I'll bet his surname is Fuhei."

"I thought you were going to bet on his surname Wutiao."

"Okay, this joke is very funny." Jia Ruozi stretched out his hand to pat the back of Shi Er's hand that was holding the dog, "You solve this yourself, I want to ask him something."

solve?

Fu Heisher let go of him, and he watched the vigilant eyes of the sea urchin-headed boy who was standing opposite him move back and forth between them.

Or maybe he can control these reactions of his own.

Shir thinks there's something to be done with this, isn't it the obvious thing?Regardless of whether he was Fu Hei Hui or Zen Yuan Hui, the young man didn't recognize him at all.

From this point of view, they are really father and son. One can't remember the other's name, and the other can't remember the other's appearance.

No, maybe Kei forgot his name too.

"You and Kei are both from Tokyo, right?"

Nitro walked aside with Goujuan, the spellcaster hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

"If it's not convenient for you to talk... I'll just make it clear once and for all, we have no ill intentions towards Gao Zhuan, and you should also know that it is very simple for Fu Heisher to kill you."

Fuhei...?

Gou Juanji followed Jia Ruozi's line of sight to look at the two people who were confronting each other in the middle of the road, and suddenly realized where there had been some contradictions.

This man and Fu Heihui are really similar in facial features, especially after knowing that their surname is Fu Hei, the brain's subconscious hints bring the similarity closer.

"There's a lot of trouble here in Shibuya. Judging from Gojo Satoru's almost being sealed, this is an action against him—you know the consequences of his being sealed. I'm going to ask Teacher Noctua for some questions, and I hope you can lead the way. "

Jia Ruozi omitted all the rhetorical questions, and directly stated the status quo in the simplest sentence: "Of course, it's okay if you don't want to, and I will let Hui lead the way...although it may be accompanied by some unpleasantness."

"..." Goujuanji couldn't refute.

Nitro leaned against the electric pole, and a cool feeling came from behind.The curse speller obediently stayed beside him, even though he saw that the atmosphere of the two people in front of him was a bit off, he didn't move.

For a moment, the two of them just waited for the father and son in the middle of the road to end their stalemate.

In fact, it wasn't a stalemate. Fu Heisher didn't pay much attention to the boy opposite after he scrutinized him a lot at the beginning—if he insisted on counting, he wasn't his own son.

"What are you doing to Senior Goujuan?" he asked.

This sentence made Shi Er feel that college education is not good enough, at least not in this generation.

Although a little disgusted, Shi Er still hummed and didn't know what he was responding to, and then took two steps forward.

He felt that he still had to find something to start them off, so he chose a question that he really wanted to know: "Are you in the Buddhist monastery?"

"...It's none of your business, is it?"

"It can't really be Wutiao." Fu Heisher stroked his chin and began to think seriously, "It's just ten shadows. Wouldn't it be a shame not to go to the Buddhist monastery?"

"That's why." A somewhat wide short knife suddenly popped out from the shadow on the ground, and while holding the magic tool, the young man overtook him, "I don't understand what you're talking about at all!"

"Ding--"

It was the sound of spell tools colliding.

"Didn't you recognize it?" Fu Heisher lowered his wrist, and the magic tool he took out completely suppressed the opponent's dagger. He didn't even exert any strength, and there was a narrow smile on his face, "But physical skills It's really bad, worse than the silent brat over there."

"..." Hui's eyes wandered to Shi Er's face, and he said calmly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

After saying this, he let go of his hand, wanting to retreat a little bit, and at the same time began to form seals.

Fuhesher didn't give him a chance to form seals. If he was dealing with other conjurers who used seals to summon shikigami, Shier would cut off the opponent's hands at the first moment of confrontation.

But facing the young man in front of him, he was more interested in seeing how far he could go.

By the way, this stubborn style is really a bit like that bastard Gojo Satoru.

""muddy"! "

The jade dog with a strange color rushed up fiercely according to the master's order.

If he was a little restrained towards Huifu Hesher, he would have no worries at all about the shikigami coming out of the shadow.

Shi Er's only understanding of Shiying is that his son babbled at the shadow like a mentally handicapped child when he was a child, and he had two dogs, one black and one white.

And the obsessed face of the group of people in the Buddhist monastery.

"Ah, that's a little annoying."

Hui looked at it and wanted to release other shikigami, but Fu Heisher felt that it was unnecessary.

The value of the ten shadows may need a fully grown conjurer to realize it-otherwise it would be too ridiculous.

After making up his mind, Fuheshier's movements were more than twice as fast. His speed and the smile at the corner of his mouth during the short pause made Hui's eyelids twitch, and the pressure he felt was no less than when facing Huayu before.

Or more terrifying.

"Eh, Fuhei?"

"Also—unknown gentlemen...!"

"Don't come over to the knotweed!" Fu Heihui immediately stopped his classmates.

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't listen to his instructions, instead he trotted over: "Ah, Goumaki-senpai is also here!"

Seeing that their brief fight was stopped, Jiarui Nizi glanced behind the knotweed.

Mingming did not follow.

"The task here is almost over. Teacher Wutiao just told us to go back to the college immediately."

Fu Heihui: "Didn't I tell you not to come here?"

"What are you doing with this gentleman?" Knotweed waved his hand at Nitzi cheerfully, "Have you seen Mr. Wutiao?"

Jia Ruozi walked over slowly: "I see."

"That's great." Hu Zhang said, "What about the other... Xia You... Xia Youjie?"

When Polygonum cuspidatum said the name Xia Youjie, Gou Juanji's body suddenly tensed up, and his relaxed nerves became vigilant again.

"I saw it too." Glass nodded, he noticed the abnormality of Goujuan, and after glancing over his gaze, he still asked the knotweed, "Where's Wutiao?"

"I really think I'm going to deal with that octopus-looking curse spirit. Just now, the curse spirit and the curse master all became very flustered. They don't know what happened."

"Are you going back to the high school?"

"Yes."

"Then let's just go together." Jiajin Nitro walked up to Fu Heisher, glanced at Jade Dog who was still growling threateningly, Hui stood beside the knotweed, the expression on his face was similar to that of Jade Dog in his eyes Can't check much.

"I think I won the bet. This is not the expression that a child in a Buddhist monastery would put on," Niatz said.

And Fu Heisher moved a little to the side to make room for it, his face was full of the expression that whether Hui Zenyuan didn't care about him.

He didn't intend to communicate at all, and didn't need to communicate.

"Fu Heihui, is that right?" Jia Ruozi met the boy's still wary eyes.

He and the knotweed are not of the same type at all. Judging by the names that the knotweed calls him, most of them are Wujo Wu's students.

Fu Heisher's son, Gojo Satoru's student—to be honest, it's a bit miserable.

"Let me introduce myself, I'm a student of Nitrogen, a student of Night Moth Zhengdao, an old classmate of Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie—but I don't belong to your world."

When he heard the last sentence, Fu Heihui looked at the man next to him out of the corner of his eye.

He is in a posture that has nothing to do with him. This deadly familiarity has spanned over ten years that have been blurred for a long time. The beating heart ensures the circulation of blood. The person who disappeared for more than ten years should be standing in front of him.

— but not of this world.

Fu Heihui felt that his stomach was rolling and he wanted to vomit.

And the two adults in front of him didn't have the mentality that they should take care of the children at all. In order to prevent them from having ptsd to the high specialist doctor here in the future, they had tried their best to separate themselves from that woman.

He said in a rather nonchalant tone: "The necessary and unnecessary communication is over, let's go."