I rely on the bloody script to force BE

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru looked her up and down, and quickly thought about the truth of marriage, "So we got married to build a strategic alliance? I need your financial resources, and you need the strongest spells to escort you, and everyone gets what they need. .”

"That's understandable."

She nodded reservedly, but felt a little bitter in her heart.

"That's great..." Gojo Satoru seemed to be relieved, and whispered, "I thought I took the initiative to fall in love with such a boring woman and marry him. Then the future me is too inferior. Fortunately, I am just a strategic partner."

Zenyuan Qianliu smiled at him gently, as if he didn't take his rude comments to heart.

Such a bland reaction made Gojo Satoru feel bored, obviously the way she just showed was more subtle.

"It's getting late, let me take you to the guest room." She said, "Let's go to the Conjuration Committee tomorrow morning? Let Jie take you around."

……

The next day, Zenyuan Qianliu took him through the urban area of ​​Tokyo to the headquarters of the Conjuration Committee in the suburbs bordering Kanagawa.

It was a modern building with a very industrial feel, soaring into the sky, it stood out among the forests, roads and scattered low houses.

Gojo Satoru noticed that there seemed to be a cover-up barrier on the outside of the building.And because he has six eyes, he can easily see through the original appearance.

"I asked my illusionist friend to help arrange it." Qianliu from the Zen Academy explained proactively.

Gojo Wujo hummed, and followed her through the access control to the elevator. After entering the hall, office workers in a hurry kept saying hello to Qianliu of the Zen Academy.

After entering the building, the demeanor of Chanyuan Qiantong changed subtly. She put away the gentle and friendly expression she had when she was alone with him, and lowered the corners of her mouth, bringing the nobility and coolness brought by her appearance to the extreme. Passing clerks dare not look directly.

What concerned him was that those people also had special abilities.However, the spiritual power circuit on the body is somewhat different from the magic power circuit of the conjurer.

When the door of the exclusive elevator was closed, Qianliu of the Chanyuan took the initiative to explain, "Floors [-] to [-] are the offices of my employees with supernatural powers, and the headquarters of the Conjuration Committee is on the [-]th floor."

"Supernatural powers?"

"Well, there are not only conjurers and other supernatural powers in the world." She asked, "Have you never encountered others?"

"Yes, yes..." Wujo Satoru was lost in thought.

His memory was fuzzy, and before he could recall anything, the elevator had reached the twentieth floor.

As soon as the door opened, Xia Youjie was standing in front of the reception desk with one hand in his pocket, and he greeted them: "Good morning."

"Jie..." Qianliu from the Chanyuan laughed, "You came so early today?"

"Well, I'm a little concerned about what you said."

Under Wujo Wu's probing gaze, Xia Youjie walked towards him and examined him carefully: "It seems to be different from usual, let's find a place to talk about it."

They walked to Qianliu's office in the Chanyuan.

The circular window sill provides good lighting, and the light blue curtains add a bit of popularity to the overall cold industrial style office.

In order to avoid troubles, Zenyuan Qianliu asked Wujo Wu to pretend to be him in the future.The fast Gojo Satoru already has an astonishing height of 190. Putting on his usual pure black coat and blindfolds, outsiders are completely unaware except for very familiar friends.

"He is the 17-year-old Wujun." Qianliu from the Chanyuan sat on the swivel chair, "He doesn't know me."

Xia Youjie laughed and said, "It's true, how can I not recognize my young boy?"

Gojo Satoru was confused: "?"

"Wu Jun said that he only met me once, and I don't know too well."

She glanced at the list of today written on the tablet on the table, and immediately got up again: "You guys talk, I'm going to pick up my brother."

The two people who were left in the room were not embarrassed at all, they chatted word by word.

Gojo Satoru didn't talk about Xia Youjie's situation in his own world, and took information nonchalantly.

Xia Youjie said that after graduating from high school, they set up a conjuration committee, recruited new generation conjurers, took over two conjuration schools, and sang against the old oranges.

A few top-level conjurers sit in the town, and the comparison with the opponent's strength is simply overwhelming, and there are hundreds of millions of Buddhist monasteries spending money to protect the road. In addition, there are many new-generation conjurers who are dissatisfied with the original system. It took only a few years for the Conjuration Committee to shake the foundation of the old oranges' rule.

Gojo Satoru complained mercilessly: "In this way, the support of Qianliu from the Zen Academy is quite important? I seem to be selling myself for alliance."

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows, looked slightly behind him, and asked, "Isn't it good to be her little boy? You don't like her?"

"Who would like such a boring woman? It's boring to get along with. After a year of marriage, I want to leave." Gojo Satoru said naturally, "I definitely like the cute and lively type."

"That's it..." The smile on Xia Youjie's face seemed to be gloating, "You'd better be."

"I'm sure." Gojo Wu subconsciously felt something was wrong, changed the subject, and asked, "Chanyuan Qianliu said to pick up her brother? Who is it? Zenyuan Naozai?"

Before Xia You could answer, he turned his head suddenly, and a familiar yet annoying face came into view, with black hair and green eyes, and a shallow unhealed scar at the corner of his mouth—the one that can be hidden within the perception range of six eyes in the world There are very few people who breathe, and he is one of them.

With a strong body and strong muscles, just a tall body can bring an invisible and severe sense of oppression.

This was originally a man who had died in his hands.

Fu Heisher sneered: "It's me. Do you have any opinions?"

And behind him, Qianliu of the Chanyuan stood far away at the door, smiling silently, as gentle as a spring breeze.

She didn't close the door when she left the office just now.Fu Heisher has no magic power at all, his skills are too good, he restrains his presence when approaching, and does not show any killing intent.

Even Wujo Satoru, who has a 360-degree vision, is hard to detect immediately in a relaxed state.

As for Qianliu's comments from the Chanyuan, Fu Heisher obviously heard all of them. He sneered and said, "You have a body like a chicken, and you will starve to death sooner or later when you are a little boy. It all depends on my stupid sister who likes to help the poor."

Gojo Satoru went back mercilessly: "As expected, it's the experience of the former little boy, but what should we do, Qianliu and I are indeed married."

Fu Heisher: "Anyway, you guys are going to..."

"Don't quarrel." Chan Yuan Qianliu said sincerely, "You can't get results if you quarrel like this, can you? Why don't you go to the training ground and fight."

The subtle smile on Xia Youjie's face almost overflowed.

"It's just what I want." Fu Heisher looked down at him and said provocatively, "The six-eyed boy has shrunk. If I hit him, am I bullying a minor? Then let me give you a hand and follow me."

Gojo Satoru was also aroused by his two short sentences, and fought back: "I need you to let me go? You have to pick a time to beat me? I'm defeated."

Fu Heisher sneered: "That's what you said."

He gestured to follow, and Gojo Satoru got up immediately.

When he got to the door, Qianliu from the Chanyuan grabbed his arm worriedly, and reminded him: "The training ground upstairs is a magic-sealed area, and those who are restrained can only use physical skills to fight each other inside. "

Gojo Satoru was slightly taken aback: "..."

Ah this...

"You are too impulsive, Mr. Wu, I wanted to remind you." Qianliu from the Chanyuan said regretfully, with a sincere expression on his face, "It's still too late to repent, it doesn't matter, no one will look down on you."

Fu Heisher, who was walking two meters ahead, turned his head and said, "What? Are you afraid?"

"Brother...don't be like this, Wu Jun is still young."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan reprimanded softly, but his expression was quite relaxed.

"It's okay, don't fight, okay?"

Pretend to be fake.

Wujo Satoru could not understand that he was being tricked by this woman who pretended to be gentle and harmless.

She did it on purpose from the beginning, she didn't close the door to pick up people, pretended to persuade the fight but turned on the fire, Xia Youjie was also watching the show, and even gave a boost.I guess I was thinking about it yesterday, relying on the information gap between the past and the future to trick him.

What a hateful woman.

"You wait for me." Gojo Satoru whispered through gritted teeth.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan didn't seem to hear his threats at all, and smiled and pushed him in the direction of Fu Heisher.

"Wu Jun, let's work hard."

……

The end of the pure body art competition between Hetian and Shujie was obvious. Gojo Satoru lost without any suspense, and the jacket that he couldn't take off in time also became tattered during the battle.Fortunately, he can reverse the technique, so that he doesn't look so embarrassed when he walks out of the training ground.

Fu Heisher was chatting with Qianliu from the Buddhist monastery, or in other words, was asking for living expenses.

He spread his hands: "I have no money, give me one billion."

"Brother, my money didn't come from a strong wind." Qianliu of the Chanyuan said with helplessness on his face, "I transferred [-] million to your card at the beginning of the month, has it been used up?"

"Ah, the expenses are a bit high recently."

"But I checked your turnover, and I didn't buy any real estate. It's all used for gambling."

"It's really long-winded, anyway, you don't run out of money."

"How can you have such a bad attitude."

Zenyuan Qianliu stretched out her hand, and Secretary Sakamoto behind her handed over the checkbook and pen. After signing, she stuffed the torn check into her brother's hand.

"I'll only give you [-] million. You are not allowed to ask me for it this month. Also, Xiaohui will have a parents' meeting next Wednesday night. He did well in the exam and is the first in the grade. You want to come."

Fu Heisher said casually: "Isn't that your son, you just go."

"elder brother……"

Wutiao Wu said coolly: "Some pretty boys are so soft that they don't even care about their own sons."

However, Fu Heisher couldn't be hurt at all. With a glance out of the corner of his eye, he easily countered: "Some men are like sons in the rebellious period, and they need women to worry about them."

"Yeah..." Gojo Satoru couldn't agree more, "A grown-up brother actually wants to ask my sister for living expenses. No wonder your sister looks so old before she's thirty."

Zenyuan Qianliu smiled.

Fu Heisher countered: "It's your wife who looks old."

Qianliu from the Zen Academy: "...?"