I am 5t5 his ancestor

Early in the morning on Christmas Eve, it began to snow intermittently.

It seems that Santa Claus also knows that only snow can make Christmas after Christmas Eve more atmospheric.

certainly.Since that incident, the entire world of conjuration has changed.The rotten oranges are all dead, and Yuzu Yuhito has a brother, and Wu has greater power. The Gojo family of this era has achieved real power.

And Wu Tiaoliu... raised his head silently, and swept his pale eyes.

Recalling that day after the battle ended...Yuko Ichihara repeatedly confirmed: "Are you sure you want to hand over your six eyes to me?"

"I'm sure."

Losing the six eyes, it was difficult to use the no-lower-limit technique, but he was not very familiar with it, so it was okay.

The most important thing is... the puppet Tachuan Yusei who was originally a part of his soul, for him to live happily, has a real life.

As for Tsurumaru Kuninaga, he will be able to return to him after a year or two of training in the Toki Government.

"All in all, a good result."

That night.

"Aliu, come, have a taste of sweet wine!"

During the banquet, Gojo Satoru picked up a bottle of sweet wine and handed it to the young man beside him, and the people around shot at him with condemning eyes: "Master Patriarch, Mr. Liu is too young to drink..."

Gojo Satoru: "It's not like I never drank it when I was a teenager! It tastes just like that!"

There was a sudden commotion in the house.

"Master Patriarch, you... Even if you did it, you can't spoil Master Liu!!"

Wujo Wuli is straightforward.

"Look out! He will experience this kind of thing sooner or later!"

The voice fell, and the sound of a young cough came from the ear.Wujo Satoru looked back, and saw Wujoliu coughing lightly while holding a cup of rum, maybe coughing too hard, taking advantage of the fact that his fair skin turned crimson.

"Aliu."

Gojo Satoru patted the boy on the back lightly: "Even if you are in a hurry to prove it, drink it slowly!"

"I drank slowly!"

Wu Tiaoliu repeated: "I have something to drink slowly."

Gojo Satoru blinked, then withdrew his hand and raised two fingers to shake in front of the boy's eyes: "Aliu, how much is it?"

"I'm not drunk, how could I not recognize it!"

Wu Tiaoliu made a "yeah" finger, and matched Wu Tiaoliu's finger.The moment the fingers collided, Wu Tiaoliu laughed uncontrollably: "Look, I'm still very smart."

Gojo Satoru staggered his fingers and poked Gojoliu's face, the soft touch made people love it.Poking and poking, he couldn't help but think... the five streams he saw at the beginning.

Even though he is so small, he is responsible for the prosperity of the family.

And now.

All the pressure is on his shoulders.

If the little ancestor was to help with everything, wouldn't he be too weak as the strongest.

Just thinking about it, the young man in front of him staggered and stood up: "Wu, I seem to be a little dizzy. I'm going to blow some air..."

"Don't blow the cold wind when you're drunk!"

Gojo Satoru reluctantly left the mat and followed Gojo Ryu to the outside.

It was brightly lit outside.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier.

Wu Tiaoliu was a little dizzy at first, but after a little bit of cold wind, he immediately improved a lot.

"Have you blown enough? Although conjurers are not prone to catching colds, there is a contingency in everything."

Wu Tiaoliu let out a breath of cold air.

"Know it--"

The two stood for a long time under the snowy night.When he was about to go back to the house, the familiar black butterfly appeared in Wu Tiaoliu's eyes again.

Is that Miss Yuko?

Did something happen suddenly, do you want to tell him?

Gojo Liu subconsciously chased after the black butterfly, and Gojo Satoru, who was guarding beside him, also followed.

Black butterflies fly and fly.

After a while, the butterfly landed on the woman in kimono.

"Long time no see, Patriarch Wutiao."

Ichihara Yuko raised her eyes and was a little surprised when she saw Gojo Satoru behind her: "Oh, I didn't expect there to be two [Gojo Patriarchs]!"

"Miss Yuko."

Wu Tiaoliu stared at her: "Is there something wrong with the sudden appearance?"

"Yep!"

Ichihara Yuko blew on her fingers: "Slightly, I have a surprise for you."

"surprise?"

Wu Tiaoliu is a bit confused.

This Miss Witch doesn't look like the kind of person who does good things for nothing!

"Don't look at me like that. After all, the so-called surprise is prepared by someone you cherish."

A cherished person?

Could it be Tsurumaru, or Wu?

Wujoliu was thinking, but Ichihara Yuko directly opened the door behind her: "Go, go and witness [surprise] with your own eyes."

"But I want to remind you...you can stay inside for 10 minutes at most?"

"Otherwise, something bad will happen."

What is the bad thing...

Wu Tiaoliu thought about it, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of uneasiness in his heart.It was also snowing on the other side of the door, but after seeing Yuko Ichihara's ability, Gojoryu didn't dare to treat the door opened casually by the other party as an ordinary door.

He didn't know if this so-called "surprise" was another kind of shock?

"All of this is inevitable."

Wutiaoliu looked at her, but Keren had no other lines after speaking.

"Ok."

"It's only 10 minutes anyway..."

"Indeed, the time is very short." Gojo Satoru was not surprised by the appearance of Ichihara Yuko, but worried that Gojo Liu would go with him: "Why don't you just go over there with you and have a look."

"Wouldn't it be bad if you come up drunk again and your mind is in a daze?"

Five streams: ...

Don't underestimate him, hey!

He is really not drunk!

I complained in my heart, but my body stepped into this door with incomparable honesty.From one snowy night to another snowy night.

just.

When Wujoliu saw the building in front of him clearly, his pupils trembled uncontrollably.

"Wow, this can't be..."

Wu Tiaoliu nodded vigorously.

This is the Gojo mansion hundreds of years ago.

If the door behind him was not still there, Wu Tiaoliu would probably still be in a dream.After all...he has returned from the future to the past.

Did this kind of time refutation really happen?

Wu Tiaoliu clenched his fists tightly, his teeth chattering, and fell into a state of confusion and excitement for a while.

Do you want to go there?

But in the past...wouldn't it be too good?

"Didn't the witch lady tell you that she only has 10 minutes?"

Wujoliu turned his head abruptly, and Wujo Wu shrugged his shoulders: "Taking advantage of these 10 minutes, let's get rid of the regrets that I want to do and talk about."

Wu Tiaoliu no longer hesitated, and nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

xxxx years.

When the Patriarch of the Zen Monastery and the Patriarch of Wutiao are fighting each other, one dies and the other disappears.

And just seven days after this incident...

A brief miracle happened.

Wu Tiaoliu didn't know the current time, but in the limited time, he didn't bother the tribe, but went to the place where his parents lived.

It is already night.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, taking advantage of the fact that the snow on the ground is comparable to light.

In the house, the oil lamp was lit.

A man who would be considered a young man in the future is now lying on the tatami, coughing uncontrollably.

"Father."

But a boy in his early 12s walked over slowly with a bowl in his hand: "Father, it's time to drink the medicine."

The man lying on the bed waved his hand.

"It doesn't work anymore, cough cough... it doesn't work..."

"Father."

"Already, there's no need cough cough cough..." The man covered his mouth and trembled all over: "I'm worried now... Ah Liu..."

The man said, as if thinking of something, he put down his hands, his eyes gradually darkened.

"If Ah Liu is alive, he will definitely come back." Sitting next to him was a gentle woman.

It's just that compared with her peers, her long hair, which should have been black, is now mixed with a lot of white silk.

"It's you..."

"Obviously I made a deal with that witch, but you..."

The man gently held the woman's hand: "The price of prayer is endless, and you can't bear it all by yourself."

The woman lowered her head and smiled softly: "In this age, living to this age is considered a long life. But..."

She turned her head slightly, looked at the already thin young man in front of her, and there was a trace of distress in her eyes: "It's this child..."

"Please rest assured, father, mother."

The young man raised his head, extremely serious: "I will shoulder the honor of the Wutiao family..."

"No, there's no need."

The man lying on the couch coughed: "No need... Glory is important, but yourself is more important."

After the man finished speaking, he suddenly began to breathe heavily.

"I……"

"My time seems to be coming..."

The woman held his hand tightly, with tears in her eyes.The young man put down the medicine and knelt beside the man.

Sad emotions are running rampant.

The man opened his eyes blankly and looked at the ceiling. Suddenly, he seemed to hear something, and murmured: "I seem to... hear that Ah Liu is back."

The young man couldn't hold back immediately, he bit his lips: "Father, brother, he, brother..." There is no way to come back for the time being.

But how could he bear to say this?

Although he also sacrificed his healthy life to pray for the possibility of his brother being alive.

but……

There was a soft crunch of snow falling outside the door.

The boy's trembling body suddenly stopped.He turned his head abruptly and saw the five streams coming in covered in snow.

His eyes widened in bewilderment.

In the next second, he turned around and gently shook the man's arm: "Father. Father... Brother is back!"

The woman sitting next to her was also so surprised that she slipped her words. When she recovered, she tried to raise the corners of her lips, but her tear-filled eyes kept staring at Wu Tiaoliu.

"Aliu."

"Come and say goodbye to your father."

Wu Tiaoliu never expected that seeing his parents and his younger brother would be at this point in time...

The timeline left on the family tree is still vivid.

Father he...

He died seven days after his disappearance.

So, is this time?

Wu Tiaoliu wanted to cry for no reason, but recalling that his father didn't like him like this, he slowly showed a not-so-ugly smile: "Father, mother, I'm back."

"Aliu..."

"I seem to have heard Ah Liu's voice..."

The woman wiped her tears and waved towards Wutiaoliu.The latter hurried forward and came to the tatami, seeing the serious father in his memory, but now his eyes had lost their light, as if he was about to disappear.

Wutiaoliu felt extremely sad.

He held the man's hand and choked with sobs: "Father, I'm Ah Liu, and I'm back."

"Ah, Ah Liu..."

The man seemed to have suddenly gained strength, and he opened his eyes with great effort.He looked at Wujoliu who was about to cry but held back, raised his thin hand, and touched the boy's cheek.

is hot.

is alive.

"It's really, really good..."

"It's so good cough cough..."

"Father!"

The man held Wu Tiaoliu's hand tightly: "Don't worry, I'm just, so happy. So happy."

"Aliu..."

"Aliu..."

"Really, that's great."

The man tightly grasped Wutiaoliu's hand, he wanted to say a thousand words, but he forgot how many words reached his lips.

The man forgot, but Wu Tiaoliu did not.

"Father, I saw what you wrote for me at the back of the genealogy..."

The mother and younger brother beside them raised their heads one after another.

Wu Tiaoliu knew that what he said next was really unreasonable, and no one would even believe it when he said it.

But... the corners of his lips trembled, and the words continued.

"You let me live a little more freely, no longer bear too much pressure..."

"Father, mother, younger brother..."

"Your deal is established, and I came here a few hundred years later by accident. Ah yes, the current head of the Wutiao family is also Liuyan..."

"It's called Gojo Satoru, he is the descendant of my younger brother..."

"When I was taken back by my family, I still lived in my previous room."

"It's clean and tidy."

"And...and..."

"and also……"

tick.

It was the sound of tears falling.

Hot tears slid down his cheeks, and Wu Tiaoliu tried his best to maintain a smile, but in the end it turned into a dumbfounding.

"That's good."

"That's good."

The man repeated this sentence, and the pain brought by his illness dissipated with his life, slowly disappearing.

At the end.

The man closed his eyes.

However, there was a relieved and happy smile on his face.

With trembling lips, Wu Tiaoliu held the man's still warm arm and placed it next to his face, rubbing it lightly.

"Father……"

I do not blame you.

From the beginning to the end, I never blamed you.

Before you know it, time passes quickly.After a long time, Gojo Satoru knocked on the door and walked in.

"Ah Liu, time is about to end."

The overly obvious six eyes and what the other party said made the woman unable to hold back her tears, but the younger brother stood up and raised his head to seriously look at the overly tall man.

"Are you my offspring?"

Gojo Satoru knelt down: "Yes!"

The younger brother looked at Wujoliu beside him, then retracted and patted Wujou on the shoulder: "My brother, I will leave it to you."

Gojo Satoru slowly opened his eyes wide.

But in the next second, he turned towards his younger brother with a rua: "What are you talking about, little ancestor, I am the head of Wutiao Patriarch! I can still protect Ah Liu!"

The younger brother covered his head and sighed: "How can such a stable person like me have such offspring who don't respect the old and love the young..."

The woman laughed through tears.

It's just that he thought of what Wujo Satoru said at the beginning, "The time is coming", and quickly looked aside Wujo Liu who was reluctant to leave.

"Aliu."

"Mother?"

The boy turned around, and the woman hugged him fully.

"I'm glad to see you again."

"I'm relieved to know that you're alive..."

The woman hugged her child tightly, and said softly: "Go back to the future in your mouth... Take our blessings and live well."

Wu Tiao Liu sniffed the faint fragrance of his mother's body and the excessive white hair, his eyes trembled uncontrollably.

"I will."

The reminiscence is over.

It was almost time to leave.

Mother sent Wujo Liu Wujo Wu out of the room, put her hand on the door, and watched the two drift away.

But at this moment, the younger brother who stayed in place suddenly rushed up.

"Nissan!"

Hearing this overly affectionate address, Wu Tiaoliu, who was walking in front, turned his head slightly.

He just watched his younger brother who was much shorter than him stop not far away, and smiled at him.

"Live well, live freely!"

"The Gojo family has burdened you with too much honor...but it doesn't matter, now I will be your successor."

As the boy said, he slowly burst into a smile that was more dazzling than the bright moon.

"So, Nissan..."

"Goodbye!"

"Try to look at me in the future, look at me..."

Wutiaoliu ran over and hugged a younger brother and hugged him.

"I believe you."

Believe how bright the five streams of the future will be.

After Wu Tiaoliu finished speaking, he pressed his cheeks to his younger brother, and those six bright eyes stared at the younger brother in front of him.

Even if you don't give up.

I have to say goodbye too.

"Goodbye."

Although the younger brother was reluctant, he still nodded: "Goodbye!"

After Wu Tiaoliu finished apologizing, he didn't dare to look back.

He is afraid.

Afraid to covet this point in time.

Scared of wanting to stay here...

"Enlightenment."

Wujo Liu grabbed Wujo Wu's sleeve: "I'm so scared."

"No way, if you are afraid, let me take you back." Wu Tiaoliu shook his arm: "Who made you still drunk?"

Wu Tiaoliu raised his head, stared at the full moon hundreds of years ago, and gave a soft "hmm".

Go through the door.

Go back hundreds of years.

It's still full moon, but the mood is very different.

Ichihara Yuko had long since disappeared.

The corridor was quiet, but in the next second, many people ran towards this side.

"My lord..."

"Master Liu..."

Wu Tiaoliu let out a sigh of relief.But at this moment, a voice of denunciation suddenly erupted from the crowd.

"Master Patriarch!"

"It took only a while, why did you make Lord Liu cry!"

Gojo Satoru: "Hey, hey!"

But these clansmen didn't listen to Wutiaowu's explanation, and came to Wutiaoliu one after another, caring and handing desserts.

Seeing this scene, Wujo Liu couldn't help laughing.

His parents, younger brother, Tsurumaru Kuninaga...dedicated all their precious things, and let him live.

Live happily?

For now, he seems to have done it.

"That... don't teach me to enlighten you." Wutiaoliu coughed lightly: "The taste of sweet wine is not bad, can you bring me some more?"

"Master Liu—you should drink orange juice for me at your age!"

Snap it.

The glass full of orange juice fell on Gojoryu's hand.

He was startled, shook the orange juice in his hand, and tasted it.Then slowly raised the corners of his lips.

"Everyone... I like this taste very much!"

Hearing this sentence, the clansman immediately became happy.

The clansmen's crusade against Wujo Wu made Wujoliu feel like he was living in a dream.

But Wu Tiaoliu knew that he was alive, living in this era, free and happy.