I am 5t5 his ancestor

The night is dark and the wind kills the night.

Wu Tiaoliu didn't intend to kill people, but he still had the idea of ​​venting his anger.

After getting off work at eleven o'clock in the evening, after talking to Duo Chuan Xuecheng, who was lying on the mat and missing the oven, he was ready to go out and smash the director's department.

"Little ancestor."

Gojo Satoru leaned against the door, the corners of his mouth raised.The neon lights flickered, leaving faint marks on that face.

"Do you know where the Director's Department is?"

Wu Tiaoliu, who had just taken two steps, turned his head: "That's right - lend me your phone."

He stretched out his hand: "I'll check."

Gojo Satoru looked skeptical: "Is it really possible? Do you want me to turn on the voice recognition for you?"

"Stop looking down on you!" Gojo-liu took the phone, opened the webpage, and under Gojo-satoru's close gaze... slowly tapped the two-finger Zen.

Gojo Satoru: "Pfft!"

Wu Tiaoliu: "..." Be calm, be calm, him!He is the elder, he is the elder, he is the ancestor of this bastard!The Wutiao family is finished! !He can no longer bully future generations!

As for these "tragic facts" that Gojo Satoru might have deliberately deceived him?

How is that possible!

People from their Wutiao family are the most honest!

All in all, after such a series of self-consolation, Wu Tiaoliu slowly typed the words "director department" on the search bar.

The network turns and turns, and the search bar buffers and buffers.

Finally, the final result came out.

[The things you found cannot be queried temporarily, please use another search word to search]

Wu Tiaoliu looked up blankly: "Is this thing broken?" Isn't it that the browser is omnipotent?

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and replied: "It's not broken—it's just that those old guys don't want to be found by ordinary people, so they simply hide it."

Wu Tiaoliu's eyes widened: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

Wutiao Wuli said bluntly, "You didn't ask me."

Wu Tiaoliu was speechless for a while, and after returning the mobile phone to the original owner, he took advantage of the situation and walked forward by pulling the other party's sleeve.

"Hey—little ancestor, where are you going?"

Wu Tiaoliu said without looking back: "Of course it's the director's department!"

"Are you an idiot? The director's office is in the deep mountains and old forests. Are you going to go to dawn alone?"

After finishing speaking, Gojo Gojo shook Gojo Liu who had turned his head, turned his head to look at Yidizhi Jiegao who hadn't left yet, and slowly raised the corners of his lips: "Yijizhi."

"lead the way."

Wouldn't it be a waste to use a ready-made good driver?

The moonlight is beautiful tonight.

The car shuttles quickly through the forest, and occasionally the chirping of birds can be heard from the window.

If the Flower Street in the urban area is bustling and lively, then after leaving such a place...

Suddenly entering such a quiet environment, it made Wu Tiaoliu feel like returning home, or returning to the era when he belonged to him.

hundreds of years ago.

No lights, no too much fun.Even among the aristocracy, they just watch a play or make friends through entertainment.

Although he had to stay up all night because of a mission, but for people of his era, it was too late to go to bed at seven or eight in the evening.

And modern man...

It's not uncommon for people to stay up until midnight with the flute every night.

Wutiaoliu was lying on the window door, and Liuyan quickly wrote down the road to go.

Just remembering, it is inevitable that I will think again... If the Wutiao family of this era is not finished, will it be completely born or will it be hidden in the deep forest like this so-called director department?

Thinking of this, he turned his head and said, "Wu, can you tell me when the Wutiao family fell?"

As soon as the words came out, Gojo Satoru didn't react. Instead, Yizhi Jiegao, who was sitting in the driver's seat, coughed violently as if he had heard some exciting news.

Gojo Satoru quickly reached out and patted the man's shoulder kindly: "Oh, Yijizhi, you need to have a good rest!"

"Is Mr. Ichichi not feeling well?"

Gojo Satoru has a lot of meaning: "In our profession, how can we have time to rest?"

Wu Tiaoliu was a little surprised.

He didn't see the potential to become a magician from Yidichi Jiegao.In his time, "ordinary" people like Mr. Yidizhi were people who were separated from the magic world.

But in this era, even if you have no potential or talent, you can still become a conjurer.

"I love this era."

Wutiao Liu smiled: "I really hope that when I go back, I can still talk to my parents about things in this era."

Gojo Satoru restrained his smile slightly, and looked forward: "Director Department, we're here."

Wu Tiaoliu looked up, only to see darkness.He twitched the corners of his mouth, fortunately the moonlight is good today, and he can see clearly with his six eyes, but even so, he still complained: "Is the director department short of money?"

It’s okay to build it in the deep mountains and old forests, without lighting the lights!

"Uh...not Mr. Liu." After stopping the car, Yidichi Jiegao turned around and pushed his glasses, and said in a hoarse voice after coughing: "It's just that it's off work time. And... the director department is quite rich of."

Wu Tiaoliu suddenly realized, and then quickly opened the door and got out of the car, and quickly ran towards the building not far away.

Wujoliu left quickly, but Yidizhi Jiegao and Wujo Wu didn't leave.

"Teacher Wujo, is it really okay to do this?"

Yiji Jiegao looked at the man in the back seat anxiously, obviously not understanding why Gojo Satoru would agree to such a thing.

"What are you afraid of?" Gojo Satoru smiled recklessly: "The group of old guys are very rich, and they are proud of using the director department as a toy for the little ancestor."

Yidi Zhijiegao paused: "Then... about the disappearance of the Gojo family? When are you going to explain it?"

"Obviously the little ancestor made it up by himself, how can you blame me..." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, took off his sunglasses so that the six eyes could see more clearly.

under the moonlight.

The silver thread fluttered in the wind.

It was obviously an extremely simple and modern Niulang suit, but Gojo Satoru seemed to have seen through the flow of time.

The boy was dressed in haori, with a bohemian smile on his face.When he holds a long knife and cuts down, everything can be divided into two.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help being fascinated.

It wasn't until Yidizhi Jiegao reminded him a few times that he said, "Yidizhi, did you see it?"

Yidi Zhijie raised his glasses and looked through the car window, and vaguely saw a white floating object jumping up and down.

He looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wutiao...it's too dark for me to see clearly."

"Well, it seems that I am the only one who can see this kind of scenery." Gojo Satoru leaned against the car window, the corner of his mouth curled up.

The memory of the past is not afraid in the face of danger, even if the huge curse spirit is in front of it, it is only a frown.

The next second, Gojo Satoru blinked slightly.

The picture engraved in the six eyes dissipated, and Wu Tiaoliu, who should have been in charge of the Wutiao family a few hundred years ago, raised his foot to gather strength and stomped down.

"puff!"

Gojo Satoru couldn't help covering his eyes, almost couldn't help laughing.After all, after seeing such a magnificent picture, seeing such a cute action will only make people laugh.

But when accompanied by the clear crashing sound, and then Yidizhi Jiegao's exclamation...

He put down his hand, and saw that Wu Tiaoliu, who seemed to have done a great thing and couldn't help but smile on his face, was running towards them quickly.

Inexplicably.

Gojo Satoru's heart became a little hot.

He poked his head out of the car window and gave Wu Tiaoliu a thumbs up.

"Little ancestor—"

"I didn't expect you to be crazy!"

Wujoliu ran and stopped, and then stopped in front of Wujo Wu, raised the finger that had just smashed the director's building, and poked the man's forehead without thinking.

"Disrespecting the ancestors."

Early the next morning.

The people in the director's department started to work.

A group of elders also started to go to work in a car driven by their own family members.But when they arrived at their destination, these elders found that the front row was crowded and tight.

It is obviously a remote area, and it is far away from the bustling area. How could this phenomenon be caused?

These elders began to send people to see.

After a while, the clansmen who were sent out ran back in a panic: "No, it's not good, my lord!"

"The director's building... collapsed!!"