The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

Just when everyone was trying to guess where Naoya was hiding, Naoya himself stood quietly under the shadow of a bridge hole in Tokyo as if nothing happened, and seemed to be waiting for someone.

I saw that Naoya was wearing a black mask, which almost covered most of his small face, which was not too big. Only a pair of slightly delicate eyebrows and eyes were barely exposed, but the dark brown eyes were intertwined with indifference and indifference. , On the contrary, it made Naoya look more approachable than usual, with a bit more cold and cold breath.

The clothes he wears are no longer the dark feathered hakama with the family pattern of the Buddhist monastery that he often wears on weekdays. Instead, he is wearing a light casual suit with a light blue light top and a white pocket. Under the body is a pair of navy blue quarter-length shorts, revealing Naoya's smooth knees hidden under the hakama folds all the year round, and the slender calves with well-defined muscles.

Right now, the sunlight is getting brighter and brighter. Refracted by the sparkling river surface, it hits Naoya like a spotlight, making his already fair calf skin almost show a delicate texture like ivory.

Speaking of which, Naoya is already past puberty, and it stands to reason that some leg hair should appear on his legs, but his calf is only covered with a layer of short and light hair, which can be viewed from a distance. , is almost as good as nothing.

Seeing the appearance of his calves, Naoya couldn't help but feel puzzled. Because of the tradition of the Zen monastery, he used to wear long hakamas before, so he never had the opportunity to pay attention to these small things. Today, it is rare to change them. The suit was refreshing and cool, which made him realize that something was wrong.

The hair on his calves used to be thick, but it shouldn't be as thin as it is now.

Although Naoya usually doesn't care about this kind of thing, but the person who has to wait for today has not arrived. He is really bored looking at the unchanging river scenery under the empty bridge hole, so he can't help but think about it. Messy and trivial things, right to pass the time for yourself.

Could it be that the melanin in the fine hair... was sucked away by the shadow?

Looking at the darkening shadow under his feet like freshly ground ink, Naoya couldn't hold back the whimsical thought for a moment, probably because he felt his "magic" thoughts, the shadow paused, and then seemed a little angry , A few small vines rose up suddenly, clenched the ends into small fists, and gave Naoya's calf twice 'hardly'.

But the strength is not heavy, it is more suitable as a massage than a blow, and it relieves a little bit of fatigue for Naoya's sore legs.

"Pfft...thank you." Seeing this, Naoya couldn't help laughing, originally he was still a little dull, but because of the interruption of the shadow, it eased a little.

"What are you mumbling about all by yourself?"

Suddenly, a lazy and deep voice sounded from not far away, and echoes echoed under the empty bridge hole, all of which came to Naoya's ears.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the source of the sound, only to see Shi Er walking slowly towards him with his hands in his pockets. idea.

"You're here." Naoya nodded, raised his legs and walked in the direction of Shier, and the shadow under his feet also disappeared back to the ground, until he was one step away from Shier, and Naoya stopped. , looked up at Shi Er who was much taller than him, and asked bluntly, "Did you bring what I want?"

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Hearing this, Shi Er sneered, folded his hands on his chest, as if meeting Naoya for the first time today, glanced at him from head to toe, raised the corners of his mouth with scars, and tsk tsk He said twice, "I didn't see it, you kid is really good at tossing, huh?"

After speaking, as if he was puzzled, he habitually stretched out his claws, and ravaged Naoya's smooth black hair solidly.

"...Don't do it," Naoya didn't wave Shi'er's hand away as usual, probably because of the guilt in his heart, he didn't even turn his head to avoid Shier's hands With big hands, he only pursed the corners of his lips, and his eyes drifted aside, allowing the other party to keep pulling his hair. After holding back for a while, he said softly and stubbornly, "I still have other things to do."

"Really?" Shi Er raised his eyebrows, but the movement of Wen Yan's hands stopped, but there was still a bit of indifference in his tone, and those deep eyes stared at Naoya quietly. , Let Naoya's heart tremble, and instantly remembered that the first time they met, the other party looked at him with those black panther-like eyes like now, so that he swallowed subconsciously, trying to calm down the tension in his heart.

"Compared to this, I would like to ask first, who spread the messy news outside?" Although Shi Er used a questioning tone, his expression was different, and he narrowed his eyes on the contrary. His eyes stared at Naoya more and more rigidly in place, obviously he already had the answer in his heart.

The news...Naturally, Naoya himself spread the news, borrowing Kong Shiyu's channel. By the way, he also made a small deal with Kamo's family.

But these are put aside for the time being.

He thought very simply, the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light. If all the plans in that group of brains are as he guessed, they were all based on Tian Yuan as an opportunity. If the other party gets the news that he will kill Tian Yuan, it must be It is absolutely impossible to hide behind the scenes with peace of mind. He will come out to confirm the situation no matter what. At that time, the initiative will be completely in his hands.

As for the [Cut Immortal] he left on the letter paper... Naoya lowered his eyes and thought sarcastically in his heart, who said that there is only one [Immortal] in this world, Tian Yuan?

Thinking of the ability of that brain to invade other people's bodies, I still don't know how many bodies have been transformed. Even with the attitude of the other party's bold planning of Tianyuan, it is impossible to say that the two of them were in the same era thousands of years ago. The ability is tantamount to [immortality] in another sense.

Whether it is really killing Tian Yuan, or taking this opportunity to completely solve all future disasters, the real black hand can change the ending of Wujo Wu being sealed by the prison gate, all success or failure depends on it.

However, Naoya kept all these plans deep in his heart and did not intend to tell others.

Firstly, once the news of [Cutting Undead] spreads throughout the magic world, given the importance of Tianyuan to the magic world, he will soon be hunted down by the high-level magicians and fall into the target of public criticism. The prospect of this operation is unclear, even if he himself, the best result he can think of right now is to successfully draw out that group of brains and kill them.

Furthermore, he couldn't explain to everyone how he knew the future.

Seeing that Naoya said nothing, Shi Er frowned calmly, his eyes darkened, but he didn't pursue this matter any further, and only asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

"Probably... there are six or seven, uh... eighty percent." After finishing speaking, Naoya pursed his lips tightly, and looked away with more guilt, looking left and right, in short, he just didn't look in front of his eyes Shir.

Shir: "..."

"I said, you're really good at it." After listening to Naoya's words, Shi Er's face turned darker, and the hand that was originally withdrawn was stretched out again, and he grabbed Naoya's Tianling cover, and turned the opponent's side. Kai turned his head and looked at him, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, matching with his scar, he looked even more terrifying, "It's still [Cut Immortal], why don't you just go and kill those old men at the top of the magic spell?" Let’s kill the undead too?”

Feeling the strength from the top of his head, and the suppressed anger in Shier's tone in front of him, Naoya couldn't help shaking his heart twice, but he still looked at Shier without saying a word, and didn't flinch back even a little bit.

The two brothers just looked at each other silently for a while, and occasionally a light puff blew past, slightly blowing the hair on their foreheads.

"...tsk."

After all, Shire was the first to lose the battle, let go of the hand that was holding Naoya's head, and then scratched his own hair irritably, glanced at Naoya beside him, and spit out a curled up The caterpillar-like mantra continued to grow in size in its hands until it was nearly a meter long, before hanging it on its shoulders.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Er reached into the mouth of the mantra, and slowly pulled out a dagger with a strange shape from the body of the mantra, and threw it to Naoya who was aside without looking at it.

"...Your curse spirit is not bad." Naoya took it with one hand, glanced at the Tianni Hoko in his hand, and then at the weird curse spirit on Shier's shoulder. Said such a sentence.

"Go quickly if you want to do anything," Shier ignored Naoya's teasing to ease the atmosphere, just twitched the corners of his mouth, folded his hands on his chest, and said casually, "But don't forget, you promised on the phone before What's the matter, Xiaohui?"

Naoya was taken aback.

However, Shier didn't give him time to react, he took a last look at Naoya, let out a cold sound from his nasal cavity, then turned around and left without looking back.

Seeing Shi Er's back that kept going away, Naoya's hand holding the hilt of Tianni Hoko unconsciously increased a little bit of strength, and even the veins on the back of his hand burst out a lot.

It's just that his expression remained unchanged, and he just watched in silence until he could no longer see Shier's back, and the silence under the bridge hole returned, only the sound of the river rushing on both sides of the bridge lingered in his ears.

It was also until this moment that Naoya slowly opened his lips and teeth, faced the empty place, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

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On the other side, after motivating the group of Leo Hu, Ling Suo, who originally planned to just watch in the dark, suddenly heard from an informant hidden in the high-level mantra that the current Patriarch of the Zen Monastery wanted to [cut off immortality], Unfavorable news for Tianyuan.

For a moment, he couldn't help but widen his eyes—why did the patriarch of the monastery suddenly want to do something to Tianyuan? After turning off the phone, he thought in surprise.

The most important part of the plan he has planned for thousands of years is the existence of Tianyuan. If Tianyuan is gone, all his strategies will fall short and become meaningless.

It stands to reason that Tian Yuan possesses the [undead formula], coupled with the protection of the enchantment, not everyone can easily get close to him. Ren Suo shouldn't be so worried, but when he thinks that the person who said this has made him eat him one after another... Naozai Zenyuan, who suffered a great loss, couldn't help but feel a sudden twitch in his heart for some reason.

The other party has already done too many unexpected actions, and now, during the 500-year period of assimilation of Tian Yuan and the astral body, he has released such a 'rhetoric statement', could it be... what did the other party discover?

Thinking of this, Li Suo frowned, bent his fingers, and tapped the table slowly and rhythmically, making dull sounds, and the sutures on his forehead were twisted together because of the bulge between the brows. Deformed, appearing more hideous and ugly.

Lin Suo thought of the strange shadow of Zenyuan Naoya.

At the beginning, he only regarded it as the Ten Shadows Technique, an ancestral technique of the Buddhist monastery. Although this technique has defeated Six Eyes, to him, Six Eyes can only be sealed and cannot be erased. His plan is also useless, but now that he thinks about it, are those spells really ten shadow spells?

As a sorcerer who has survived for thousands of years, he has seen the Six Eyes, and he has naturally seen the ten shadows method of the ancestors of the Zen Academy. It is the shadow of Zenyuan Naoya, compared with his predecessor's ten-shadow method, for some reason, even if he just recalls it a little, it somehow makes him feel apprehensive and uneasy.

"No..." Yan Suo squinted his eyes and murmured in a deep voice. As the words fell, his hands gradually clenched, and his fingertips slid across the wooden tabletop, making rough and piercing noises. But he didn't realize it.

For the highest ideal in his heart, he has waited for thousands of years and spent too much energy. Now he is only a few steps away from success. He will never allow others to have even a chance to destroy it. , and Zenyuan Naoya is the biggest variable in all his plans.

Since it is impossible to control it, it can only be wiped clean.

With this in mind, Masuo decided to temporarily change the plan, and let the real person deal with Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie who are currently on the coast of Okinawa, delaying time, while he, with a clepsydra and Hana Yu, went to the high school direction.

Before setting off, Ronso looked at the things in his hand that he had prepared for Naoya Chanyuan since the last time he chatted with them, until now, it was finally done, and the corners of his lips slightly raised. Originally, he thought that it would not It was used so quickly, but unfortunately, the other party seemed to be more impatient than he imagined.

Since Chanyuan Naoya wanted [Cut off Immortal] so much, he had no choice but to fulfill the other party and personally send him to Hell, to the other side of the Santu River, to meet those legendary immortal ghosts and gods.

I hope that when the time comes, the other party can still stick to his heart as he is now, and [cut off immortality].