One person forms a group, the person setting is reversed

"That's it. Fortunately, Mr. Xia Youjie who passed by rescued my mother and me. Otherwise, the super curse spirit would come back later... I can't imagine what will happen after that." Yoshino Junpei smiled wryly.

Yidizhi, who was driving in front, shook his hand, and almost made the same mistake as last time, but finally he stabilized.

Xia Youjie?Did you hear me right, what student Yoshino said was that the kind person who saved him and Ms. Yoshino was called Xia Youjie?

hiss.Yi Dizhi gasped.

In this world, surnames like Xia You are actually quite rare—there are even fewer people with the first and last name Xia Youjie!

The corner of Yidizhi's mouth twitched wildly, cold sweat the size of soybeans dripped down like a waterfall.

Compared to Yidizhi who obviously knew or knew Xia Youjie, Gojo Satoru was calm.

So calm that Yuzu Yuuhito and Yoshino Junpei, who were sitting in the same row with him, didn't notice the turmoil in his heart.

"Lucky in misfortune. Indeed, if you delay for a second, you may encounter bad things. I am very grateful to that person named Xia Youjie. Shunping, do you have his contact information? As a teacher, I should come to the door to thank you." Wujo Wu said in a normal state, without any signs of abnormality.

Shunping said embarrassingly: "I asked Mr. Xia Youjie for contact information, but Mr. Xia Youjie said that it was useless to help. He sent me and my mother to the hospital, borrowed my mobile phone to contact Youren, and left , because I was communicating with the doctor at that time... When I turned around, Mr. Xia Youjie disappeared. I also said that I would come to the door sometime to thank you."

"It's okay, at least I got the phone." After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he turned to Yu Zhang Youren to ask for the mobile phone, "Youren, borrow the teacher's mobile phone, and I'll check Xia Youjie's number."

Knotabagi Yuhito said obediently, took out the phone and handed it to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru took it over naturally, as if the phone belonged to him.

Yuzu Yuhito unlocked the phone before giving it to Gojo Satoru.So Gojo Satoru easily entered the dialing interface, found the nearest unfamiliar number, confirmed it with Knotabagi Yuhito, and wrote it down.

The speed was very fast, almost at the level of just a glance, Gojo Satoru returned the phone to Hirohito Hiroshi.

"Yidichi, stop the car."

Hearing Gojo Satoru's voice, distracted Yi Dizhi hurriedly agreed.The black commercial vehicle stopped slowly.

Gojo Satoru opened the car door, turned to Yuzu Yuuhito and Yoshino Junpei, and said, "Go back first. Junpei, I'll take care of your affairs. By the way, I will also thank Xia Youjie later. You can go to school with peace of mind. .”

A warm current flowed through Yoshino Junpei's heart, and he nodded.He finally knew why Youroto liked Mr. Wujo so much, because Mr. Wujo was really nice!

Although usually not very reliable...

Watching the car drive away, Gojo Satoru took out his mobile phone and entered the number he wrote down just now.

As soon as I entered a beginning, a number with notes popped up above the dial box.

【Xia Youjie Number: ????】

Gojo Wujo paused, and continued to type.

Until he finished typing all the numbers, the number he entered was exactly the same as the number in the remark called Xia Youjie.

"Uh..." Gojo Satoru's brain is really easy to use, and he can easily achieve a photographic memory and ten lines at a glance.

But when he saw the familiar number on Knotabazu Yujin's cell phone just now, he still looked at it for a full second——

Originally, for Gojo Satoru, this kind of things that had been memorized before could be remembered at a glance, and there was no need to memorize them again.

He couldn't tell if he was confirming something, or he was taken aback.

Compared with the emotional expression during the high school period, anyone can see what Gojo Satoru is feeling.Now Gojo Satoru is impassive, and he is living the most impatient appearance he ever was.

Lowering his eyes, Gojo Gojo's thumb hanging above the broadcast button was still refusing to drop.

There are people coming and going around, one group of people coming, another group of people passing by, and another group of people stopping at the roadside waiting for the traffic lights...

Everyone has something to do, they are either alone or in company, and the same haste with similar steps.

"It's so annoying. There are too many homework today, especially Mandarin: two texts! The number of words should not be less than [-]. How can I write this?"

"I can't help it, I still want to write, the mandarin old man is dead..."

"Don't talk about this, bad mood. Let's go to your house to play today."

"Oh...is it because your mother won't let you play games again?"

"This kind of thing is obvious. It's not the last time I lent you my homework to copy, but you forgot to bring my homework the next day and only brought your own. I took the blame for you, Did not report you!"

"Uh... yeah. Well, you can play my game today!"

"Really! Then I will join your account to fight the Balrog!"

"Hey! Don't push yourself too hard!"

"Slightly slightly slightly, the green light is on, let's go!"

The two DKs passed by Gojo Satoru in a fight.

The villain in the green light that reminds pedestrians to pass now imitates the appearance of walking and stands still.Time passed by second by second, and the green light jumped to the red light.The little man who was standing still stopped.

Gojo Satoru pressed the dial button at the same time.

The few seconds of waiting for the signal connection seemed as long as a century in Gojo Satoru's perception.All the noise and noise in the world also left him.

The world fell into blank silence.

……

"Sorry, the number you dialed is an empty number..."

The sound of walking, talking, car horns.Laughter, whining, angry growls...

The noise of the world revived in Gojo Satoru's ears, drowning Gojo Satoru's chaotic heartbeat for a moment.

-

Li Suo is not keen on the Internet, and electronic devices are just for him to facilitate communication.Other than that, games, short videos, movies and TV... Ren Suo is not interested in anything.

After all, one cannot ask an old man who has lived for hundreds or even thousands of years to be interested in things that young people like.

Moreover, Yan Suo has his own purpose. For thousands of years, he has not forgotten his original intention, just to achieve this purpose.

Even if this type of person is not an old man, he will not be attracted by the vain pleasures of the outside world.

However, Lin Suo felt that from now on, he should pay more or less attention to the dynamics on the Internet.

"So that's how it is." Yan Suo said with a smile to the girl who was explaining to him enthusiastically. He looked at the mobile phone that the girl held up in front of him. What was displayed on the screen was a picture. The man in the picture was somewhat similar to what he couldn't say , can only be said to be exactly the same, exactly the same as this body.

"But I haven't seen this painting before, it should be a coincidence." Ron Suo said gently, thanking the girl, "Thank you, otherwise I really don't know why so many people look at me recently, which makes me I thought I did something wrong."

Facing the handsome guy, the girl's heart was beating wildly. She barely suppressed the turbulent deer in her heart, and said in a low voice with a blushing face, "This painting is very popular. I thought you knew it."

An arrow pierced into the body of Yan Suo, and the corner of his mouth twitched, and he still said gently, "I don't usually surf the Internet much."

Girl: "There are very few people who don't use the Internet now. You are so young, why don't you also use the Internet? I always thought that only the old people don't use the Internet. After all, the mainstream of this society is the Internet. If you don't use the Internet, you will soon fall behind the times." , being made fun of by the people around."

The second arrow pierced into Lingsuo's body.

Girl: "Ah! Well, I'm not saying you're bad..."

Under the girl's hasty explanation, Ronso expressed the meaning of forgiveness.Afterwards, the girl chirped and tugged on the cable for a long time before reluctantly leaving.

Originally, the girl wanted to get in touch with her in the end, but Yan Suo summoned a girl possessed by a level [-] spell spirit, and the girl's condition immediately deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye. When she euphemistically suggested that there was still work to be done, the girl took the steps and walked away in a nonchalant manner.

After finally figuring out the recent anomaly, Lisuo fell into deep thought.

After a few seconds, Ling Suo gave up.

Fantasy is meaningless, just go to the person who drew this painting and you will know...

Wanting to find a painter, Li Suo had an incomplete plan in mind.

First of all, he used his mobile phone to find the platform according to the content mentioned by the girl before.

Then I entered the painter's space and began to secretly read the comments. As long as there was something about reality mentioned in it, Isuo would write it down.

In the second step, it took a long time to search and paint. He started in the afternoon and continued to browse until the evening, before he basically found all the content related to reality.

The location of the artist can be roughly determined, it should be in Chiyoda District.

Then everything will be easy...

late at night……

A man wearing five cassocks is walking on a deserted road.

If it is daytime, the traffic on this road is not small, but in the early morning, there are almost no people.

It's better to say that at this time, except for the most prosperous commercial areas, there are basically no people anywhere.

Yansuo released more than a dozen fourth-level spell spirits and let them scatter to find someone.As for why they are all fourth-level curse spirits, he just wants to keep a low profile.A high level of curse attracts conjurers, isn't that asking for trouble?

Moreover, if the artist is a curse artist, such a low-level curse artist should not be suspicious.

It would be even better if the artist was an ordinary person, and it didn't matter if the level of the curse was high or low.

Lisuo didn't expect to find it tonight, after all, everyone was rested, and if a painting like this was posted on the Internet, there must be no manuscript (the probability is very low), and no one would know if he didn't turn on the computer.

After releasing the curse spirit, Li Suo was not in a hurry to go back.He wandered around Chiyoda District casually, but didn't find anything he was interested in, so he went back.

Time went back to eight hours ago.

Chidoriu didn't know that Gojo Satoru couldn't get through to Xia Youjie on the phone.

He had already controlled the vest of Nagasaki Wild Rose and returned to the high school of magic.At that time, Yoshino Junpei had not returned yet.

Qingniaoliu simply sat on the bed of Yuzu Yujin and played games to pass the time.

Knotabagi Yuhito sat on the hard chair with no expression on his face, looking pitiful.

Don't ask Ao Tori Ryu why he didn't go to Nagasaki Haruka's room.The question is whether it is the vest or it is safest to put it under my nose.

And at this time, the high school is already out of school, so Yuzu Yuhito is in the dormitory.

As for the original owner, he hurriedly asked for leave after receiving a call from Yoshino Junpei.Although Nagasaki Wild Rose and Fuguro Hui also cared, they couldn't ask for leave.

……

After playing a few games, Aoiryu, whose patience was worn out by the failure, saw that Yoshino Junpei hadn't come back yet. After calculating the time, he thought it was enough, so he boarded Fukuroe's vest.

On Fu Heihui's side, Qingniaoliu opened his eyes and saw a spoon containing food placed near his mouth.

"Mei-kun?" Seeing Fukuroi not opening her mouth for a long time, Yada Yue called out softly.

Qingniaoliu silently glanced at the food on the spoon, the color was not bad, she opened her mouth and ate it.

Mmm, it smells so good.