I am 5t5 his ancestor

"Damn it, damn it—"

"Every time, just stepping out for a while, I get entangled with so many things without realizing it! What are these things!!"

On April [-], Jun Xun felt the extreme weight behind him, and was crushed to the ground with a snap.

"Get out of here—"

"I have other things to do next!! How can I waste time here!!"

In a slightly bustling commercial street, such a scene suddenly appeared, and everyone passing by couldn't help but quicken their pace.

Almost instantly, the people on both sides of the surrounding disappeared without a trace, only the signal lights were left obediently carrying out their tasks.

After Jun Xun was silent for a while on April [-]st, he was so angry that he began to roll on the spot.

Suddenly, when he turned over, the extremely white hair suddenly fell into his eyes.

Blue eyes, a black uniform similar to his... When the other party approached unknowingly, these strange things pressing on him seemed to be afraid of something, and kept backing away.

Until the boy squatted down in front of him.

"Student, are you okay?"

The next step was to wave his hand casually, and the things suppressed on him disappeared like the wind blowing.

For an instant.

Jun Xun's eyes suddenly lit up on April [-]st.He quickly turned over, looked at the boy at the same level, and excitedly held the boy's hand: "What a good man!!"

"You can see these things, can't you!"

Jun Xun was talking excitedly on April [-], when he found a butterfly suddenly appeared in his vision, fluttering and fluttering, and landed on the boy's white hair.

"Your accessory..."

The black butterfly moved and floated towards the room in front of it, then stopped in front of the door.

Jun Xun: April [-]st:?

"Wait, I'm not mistaken, this accessory...is it alive?"

"No, no, it's not possible, how could the butterfly accessories be alive! I must have read it wrong!"

On April [-], Jun Xun even wanted to slap his face to wake up.

As a result, before the action was implemented, the boy in front of him said: "It seems that the guests inside are inviting us in."

On April [-], Jun Xun turned his head to the side and looked at the place where the black butterfly was.In an instant, his legs moved in suddenly, and he walked towards the small foreign house with a rattling sound.

And the young man standing behind him, that is, Wu Tiaoliu, looked at the too quiet environment around him and lowered his eyes.

"Is it something similar to an account?"

With that said, he also walked in.

After completely entering the small foreign house, the door opened quickly, and two delicate sisters who looked like Barbie dolls appeared in front of Wutiaoliu and April [-]st Junxun hand in hand.

"welcome--"

"Master, there are guests here." The pink-haired girl said, looking at Wu Tiaoliu behind Jun Xun on April [-]st, who was slowly walking towards them.

Beautiful posture and steady steps.

It's not like Jun Xun walked in in such a hurry on April [-]st.

The pink-haired girl blinked her eyes, and casually glanced at Wujoliu's uniform, Haori, until she saw the sword hanging on her waist, her eyes without highlights lit up quickly.

"Guest guest, the master has been waiting for you for a long time." The pink-haired girl walked up to Wu Tiaoliu, happily raised her hand and twirled around: "Please come in by all means~"

"Hey wait—"

Jun Xun, who was standing by the side, was still struggling to block the idea of ​​going in.

"Did you make a mistake? I don't know you!" He sighed, looking firmly at the door: "Let me go back—"

The blue-haired girl blinked and tilted her head.In the next second, she rushed in front of the other party, and pushed him in while smiling.

The blue-haired girl went in with Mr. April Yi, but the pink-haired girl didn't dare to treat another person like that.

Instead, he waved his hands and looked at Wu Tiaoliu: "Guests, why don't you come in and sit down!"

Wutiao Liu scanned the surroundings, and always felt that this breath was somewhat similar to Wutiao's mansion.

"Okay."

Wu Tiaoliu responded, followed the pink-haired girl to the Xuanmen Gate, took off her shoes, stepped on the wooden board of the door, and walked towards the inner room.

The door was closed.

The black butterfly that followed him just now, just like a guide, has been following him.

The next second, the door was opened.

What came into view was the burning smoke and the overly beautiful black-haired woman.

Bright red hung on her body, and the black moon necklace made her neck more slender.

the most important is……

Wu Tiaoliu was actually somewhat unable to see through the opponent's strength.

You know, Six Eyes is a technique that can easily see through opponents!

Wu Tiaoliu couldn't help but put his hand on the handle of the knife, in case he could attack at any time.

But even so, when he made such a behavior, the pink-haired girl next to him just ran towards the black-haired beauty: "Master, master, the guest is here."

The black-haired beauty comforted and patted the pink-haired girl's head, and looked at Wu Tiaoliu with a random smile.

"Six eyes that survived hundreds of years ago."

"But because of a storm, I came to this era unexpectedly..." The black-haired beauty breathed out a puff of smoke: "And because of her own reasons, she has been causing various disasters. And she just watched a self-disposal in a garbage dump."

"I'm right, Patriarch Wutiao?"

Wu Tiaoliu narrowed his eyes immediately: "Who are you? I should have never seen you before."

"Oh, don't talk so outrageously." The black-haired beauty stood up from the collapse, and leisurely stopped in front of Wutiaoliu, her eyes fell on the sword on the boy's waist.

"oh oh--"

"You haven't figured out the true name of this Taidao yet!"

The black-haired beauty smiled slightly: "If I remember correctly, today should be the last day of the time limit, right?"

Wu Tiaoliu frowned slowly: "Who are you—"

"I'm Yuko Ichihara."

She gently pursed her red lips: "Naturally, it's a fake name."

Ichihara Yuko looked at Gojo-ryu's unchanged expression, and chuckled lightly: "As expected of Gojo-patriarch! It doesn't look like the working boy next to him at all, and his expression is not lively at all." She turned around and sat down again. Back to the top of the collapse.

"I originally thought that when the time was right, we would meet naturally."

"But the name of the knife has not been unlocked, and some news cannot be told to you..."

Wutiaoliu's heart trembled when he heard this sentence: "Some news?"

"Yes, some news."

Ichihara Yuko slowly raised her finger and put it on her red lips: "Patriarch Gojo, I am a businessman who abides by his promise. I will not tell you anything until you have solved the name of the sword."

"The good time has come."

"Farewell, Patriarch Wutiao."

Ichihara Yuko waved his sleeves, and one door after another was quickly closed in front of Gojoryu.

"and many more--"

Wu Tiaoliu waved his hand and wanted to say something, but his people had already come outside.

Only the pedestrian walking slowly was left, looking at his sudden appearance in shock.

"hateful……"

"Just fishing for people, this Miss Yuko is really cunning."

Wu Tiaoliu pursed her lips.

But it has to be said that he was successfully tempted.

So here comes the question... the Touken Ranbu game doesn't allow him to view other people's phone pages, what should he do?

When he was thinking, it was like a mobile phone with a backlog of messages, rushing over with the sound of ding dong.

Just as Wu Tiaoliu was about to take out his mobile phone, he found that the people around him were preparing to watch him, and some even wanted to take out their mobile phones.

He narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and quickly left here.

After a few minutes.

After arriving in a fairly quiet environment, Wu Tiaoliu took out his mobile phone, felt the vibrating mobile phone, and opened it to have a look.

I found that it was a message from my friend, a message from Saiki Kusuo, and even two phone calls from Gojo Satoru.

Five streams: ...

What's the matter with suddenly feeling guilty?

He leaned on the chair, ready to reply one by one, at this moment, the news of Saiki Kusuo suddenly jumped up.

[Yeah, did you get invited away by someone else?I didn’t feel your news at all just now]

Wujoliu bowed his head and replied: "Yes, I was invited by a person named Yuko Ichihara."

Mentioning this person, Gojo Reuben glanced at the Taidao in his hand and continued typing: "She seems to know some information. However, she said that she will not tell me until I unlock the name of the sword."

[Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

[All in all, it's messy outside, let's go back first]

Wu Tiaoliu: "Okay."

After replying, Wu Tiaoliu began to reply to other people's messages, roughly saying that it was the chasing curse spirit, and then he was silent for a while.

...It seems that I accidentally gave the curse spirit to the pigeon?

Wujoliu coughed in embarrassment, then looked at Wujou's phone number, thought for a while and dialed it.

"The number you dialed is busy, please dial later."

"Looks like you're busy?" Wu Tiaoliu thought for a second, sent a "safety" message to the other party, and took a taxi back.

On the way back, it was obvious that there were fewer cars around.And there was a police car opening the way, rushing in a familiar direction.

Wu Tiaoliu does not regret his actions.

After all, sometimes, the act of mistakenly treating garbage as treasure is itself wrong.

Before I knew it, I saw the door of the house.

Pay, get off, and the action is extremely smooth.

Wutiaoliu walked to the door of his house and pushed the door open with his hands.As soon as I walked in, I found a few familiar people carefully flipping the ancient paper under the sun.

Wu Tiaoliu looked at this thing and felt a little familiar.

"What's wrong with this?"

The clansmen raised their heads quickly when they heard the voice: "Hey... it's Mr. Liu! You're back! Mr. Patriarch is really good at predicting things, he knew you would come back."

Wu Tiaoliu coughed softly: "Wu Tiao Liu?"

"It seems that I want to talk to the elders of the director's department about something. I don't know when I will come back."

Don't know when to come back?Those bad old men in the director's department, what do they want to do?

Wu Tiaoliu was thinking, but his eyes fell on the paper involuntarily.Although the paper has become extremely fragile after the passage of time.But after looking at it for a while, he still recognized it: "This is... a family tree?"

"Yes, Master Liu."

"Because of the damp weather, I took it out while the sun was shining to disperse the moisture. But please don't worry, the new genealogy has been remade, with a set of paperwork and a set of online version, you can check it at any time."

"The reason why I keep it is because the old Patriarch said that things that have been worn down over the years have more charm."

"More charm?" Wu Tiaoliu bent down: "That's right."

"Oh, by the way, can I have a look at this family tree?"

The clansman smiled and handed it over: "No problem."

Thick, with some damp smell blowing towards the face.Wu Tiaoliu held the thick family tree, and began to look through what the clan had sorted out.

The name on the top is five things, what is the identity on the bottom, plus age and so on.

Especially the above ages are all in their 70s. Seeing this age, Wujo Liu couldn't help laughing.

"People in our family live a long life."

Clan: "That's true."

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he quickly explained: "Of course, Master Liu. I didn't say what you mean..."

"Don't worry, I'm an exception."

But then again, when he mentioned himself, Wu Tiaoliu couldn't help looking at the years that belonged to him.

Look at how posterity evaluates him, and look at how long his parents and his thin younger brother lived.

The five streams can be turned over as soon as they are said.

After all, the latter are all in their 70s, which gave him great self-confidence.

It's just that the genealogy is getting older, and it's a little difficult to turn it over.

"Master Liu...do you want to check out the latest version?"

Wu Tiaoliu bowed his head and lingered on the words on it, and when he heard what the tribe said, he said without looking back: "I'm more used to using old things."

"Don't worry about me, just go about your own business."

After Wu Tiaoliu finished speaking, his fingers started flipping again. After flipping for an unknown amount of time, he finally turned to the page engraved with his existence.

The beginning is: five streams, six eyes, fought with the head of the Buddhist monastery in xxx, disappeared, only 15 years old.

And the big place next to it has occupied his honor since he was a child.

Inexplicably, his eyes were a little sour.

He tightly squeezed the family tree in his hand, not knowing what to do.

In history, is he missing, not dead?

I really don't know how my father and mother left these two characters in the genealogy...

Thinking about the house that was taken care of every day, even hundreds of years ago, Wu Tiaoliu felt sad and exploded.

But he dared not cry.

He just bit his lips, looked at every word on it, and listened to his own heartbeat that gradually accelerated.

Suddenly, the last sentence caught his attention.The pen style is different, but it gives Wutiaoliu a great sense of familiarity.

Almost uncontrollably, he touched the scorched words on it.

It says.

[Although he is the head of the family, he yearns for freedom with all his heart]

[The Wutiao family can still be passed on without the Six Eyes]

Almost seeing this passage, Wu Tiaoliu understood who said this passage.

"Father……"

Even though he was still alive hundreds of years ago, his father was still strict from time to time.While teaching him, tell him not to forget the responsibility of the Patriarch.

But now, leaving such words on such an important thing as the family tree... It really shocked him a lot.

The five streams caress gently.

It's like someone who can touch the tip of a pen and feel the past.

If only he could let his father know that he was still alive.

Wu Tiaoliu sighed in his heart, but he had to tell himself: there is no way to go back to the past right now, and we can only take one step at a time.

After looking at his own history for so long, Wu Tiaoliu is ready to continue reading.

I disappeared at such a young age, and I don't know what happened to my father, mother, and younger brother.

The five streams turned slowly.

But in the next second, when I saw the words engraved on it, the smile on my face disappeared instantly, leaving only those beautiful six eyes trembling slightly, and the tears piled up quickly, as if it would break through in the next second. come out.

For some reason, Wutiaoliu's father's words popped out of his mind again: "Aliu, you are the head of the family, and you are the one who leads the people to go."

"So you, don't cry."

Yes, don't cry.

He is the head of the house, he is the head of the house...

Wu Tiaoliu bit his lips hard, tried hard to suppress his emotions, and hugged the family tree in his arms tightly.

"I'll take the genealogy first."

"Master Liu, just take it!" As soon as the tribe finished speaking, they looked at Wu Tiaoliu's figure who was leaving quickly with lowered eyes.

For some reason, he actually felt a great sense of sadness from Wu Tiaoliu's back.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he had misread.

But immediately after, Wu Tiaoliu's figure disappeared before his eyes.

Hurry along the way.

Wu Tiaoliu couldn't believe what he just saw.

what is that?

What is that--

Why did his father die seven days after he disappeared, his mother died one month after he disappeared, and even his weak brother died strangely three years later.

They are so young!

Even hundreds of years ago, it was not a good age to be old...

Wu Tiaoliu lowered his head and quickly opened the door of his room, and ran towards his bed immediately.

"Puff-"

The smell of sunlight falls on the quilt, giving people a great sense of peace of mind.

But Wu Tiaoliu felt an extremely suffocating feeling.

It's drowning, it's the feeling of not being able to breathe.

My throat hurts.

Eyes are sore.

Heart hurts.

Why did such a bad thing happen to his family.

"why……"

Wu Tiaoliu grasped the bed sheet tightly, feeling the collision of nails against the palm of his hand.

The pain that can be clearly felt on weekdays, but at this moment, there is no way to feel it at all.

he was crying.

It's like crying out of despair.

But he didn't dare to cry out loud, he just growled at the wet bed sheet.

It's okay to have a sore throat.

No sound or anything.

Even if it's blind...it doesn't matter.

"What should I do, what should I do..."

Wu Tiaoliu hugged the family tree tightly, sobbing softly.

"Could it be a mistake, could it be a mistake..."

"How could such a thing happen!!"

Wu Tiaoliu couldn't believe it, and kept murmuring "Did I read it wrong?"

Until I read more, my thoughts became firmer.He knelt on the bed, tentatively tentatively with his fingers, not daring to move forward.

It wasn't until courage gained the upper hand again that Wu Tiaoliu dared to continue turning the page that belonged to his parents and younger brother.

It was still those words, so dazzling that tears could not stop flowing down.

"Tick-"

Tears fell on the family tree.

Wu Tiaoliu was stunned, and then frantically rubbed the family tree with his hands, trying to wipe off the water stains on it.

"Why is it wet, why is it raining in the house..."

Tick ​​tock.

The tears that fell became more and more.

"Ugh..."

Wu Tiaoliu choked, his body trembling uncontrollably.Until tears completely penetrated these two pages, he helplessly covered his cheeks with his hands.

"Why would I cry..."

"I am Liuyan, the head of the Wujo family... I"

Wutiaoliu bit her lips desperately: "I, why would I cry..."

He is the glory of the Gojo family.

He was educated by his father since he was a child: as the head of the Wujo family, cowardice is not allowed.Even when he was very young, he was deprived of the right to "cry".

But now...

"I can't cry, I can't cry...I have to maintain a serious posture."

"I am the Patriarch, I am the Patriarch..."

The bewildered words blurted out sentence by sentence from the boy's mouth.

Suddenly, the figure in front of the window seemed to hesitate for a long time, until Wu Tiaoliu said such a passage, the man finally opened the door and walked in.

He walked over immediately, then stretched out his arms, and gently pulled the crying boy into his arms.

"Don't be afraid, Liu."

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, resting his chin on the boy's shoulder.Then, she said in that extremely gentle voice: "I give you the right to cry."