Does the scumbag cry out to Ernie when she's crying?

It will take some time to cancel the marriage contract, and Gojoho doesn't need to worry about it. The group of Gojo's family will naturally help her handle everything. Gojoho has no interest in Kyoto, so he and Yumeko Tanaka returned to Tokyo by car.

After a brief selection, the two found a cemetery with a relatively convenient traffic location and buried Tanaka.

After bowing, Yumeko Tanaka looked at Wujoho beside her, and asked cautiously, "Well, is it okay for Ms. Sui to be like this?"

Wutiaosui turned to look at her, and asked with some doubts: "Is it strange that I am doing this now?"

"It's not..." Mengzi Tanaka hesitated again and again, but still explained: "Miss Sui has always had long, long hair before, which looks very imposing, and it is neat and smooth, very beautiful ...Is it okay to cut it off and bury it for my sister?"

Wutiaosui turned her head slightly, looked at the suddenly shortened hair, and said, "It's okay, because she likes it very much, so I kept it all the time, and there is no need to keep it now." She smiled at Mengzi Tanaka smiled. "I used to think about selling these hairs to make money, but now it seems that it might be more appropriate for them to accompany her for me."

Tanaka Yumeko asked worriedly: "Will no one use this to hurt Miss Sui?"

Wutiaosui replied in a relaxed tone: "It's okay, they have nothing to do with me."

After all, anything related to mana is invalid for her.

After parting with Yumeko Tanaka, Gojoho opened the information interface of the phone and looked at the bombardment of Gojo Satoru's text messages, which were occasionally mixed with Gojoho's untimely reply.

Probably because he was worried about being monitored by people in the magic world, Gotiao Satoru often used an unfamiliar mobile phone number to send her messages. Recently, he probably found a reliable phone number, so he sent dozens of messages at once.

Wutiaosui sighed, found the phone number and sent a message.

Inside the barrier of the Tokyo Conjuration Academy, Xia Youjie looked at the information prompt, instinctively clicked in, stared at the "Are you in class?" for a while, and then realized what was going on, and was impatiently flipping through the text next to it. Wujo Wujo, who read the mission information, said, "Hey, Wujo, a text message from your sister."

Wujo Goteng, who originally complained about being annoying in the magic world, stood up suddenly, then quickly rushed to Xia Youjie's side, snatched his mobile phone and read it, and then clicked the button to reply.

The level of force even made Xia Youjie worry that his phone might be crushed by Gojo Wujo.

Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, and excitedly said, "The senior one has a task this afternoon, Jie, let's switch with him, and the task in Tokyo should be completed quickly."

Hearing his sloppy address to senior, Xia Youjie couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Although there is no major problem, the senior doesn't dare to entrust us with such a difficult task, right? If something happens, we will have to bear a lot of trouble Responsibility."

Wujo Wutiao cut his throat, and said, "What kind of mission is this? I'm the strongest—" He couldn't help sticking out his tongue after saying this, and then poohed several times, as if to make this The same sentence is completely eliminated.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows slightly, "I wanted to ask before, is the relationship between you and your sister so bad? Every time I see your low-key SMS bombardment, it's completely different from your usual rampant appearance."

Gojo Satoru's expression froze, and then he emphasized: "How is it possible, my sister and I have a very good relationship! We lived together when we were young, and we often ate delicious food together and played games together——"

The third person in the first grade, Jiaguozi, walked into the classroom and heard Gojo Satoru's chattering and eloquent speech about the intimate relationship with his sister, and couldn't help complaining: "You are so scary, it's like a fantasist who thinks he is It’s like having a younger sister and going crazy.”

Gojo Gojo snorted, "I really have a younger sister!"

"That's true, they still have text conversations."

Jia Ruozi's tone was very sad, "Maybe it was pretended by the servants of Wutiao's family, in order to satisfy the young master's abnormal psychology of wanting to have a younger sister. From a medical point of view, this situation is already terminally ill, and there is no cure for it."

Xia Youjie: "...This possibility cannot be completely ruled out."

Wujo Wu: "...What kind of image of Lao Tzu in your hearts is it! No, we have a very good relationship!"

"The relationship is really so good, why should you emphasize it?" Jia Ruozi said mercilessly: "And you still wear the kind of sunglasses that children would wear at this age, it's hard not to make people doubt your image."

"That's a gift from my younger sister to me—" Gojo Wu snorted, "Anyway, I'm going to see her this afternoon! Then Jie can testify for me that my sister is definitely real!"

"Ha, is it?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly thought of something, and then emphasized: "This matter must not be let others know, otherwise it will hurt her!"

Jia Ruozi rested his chin on one hand, and said, "I'm too lazy to help you, young master, to spread the word that you have a younger sister."

Xia Youjie asked curiously: "In a big family with strict etiquette and discipline like the Yusanjia, she shouldn't be so easily injured, right?"

It has been about half a year since he formally entered the Tokyo Conjuration College, and Xia Youjie also probably knew about the situation of the Yusan Clan. The first time I saw Gojo Satoru, he didn't look like a senior at all. Instead, he respectfully called him "Master Patriarch" or something.

As the younger sister of Patriarch Gojo Satoru, she should be surrounded by everyone like a princess in a fairy tale, right?

"Of course, my sister is super strong." Gojo Satoru spread his hands, with a beating expression that wanted to show off but had to endure for a while, and said, "Who made us brothers and sisters—a genius brother Of course there will be a genius sister!"

Jia Ruozi complained, "Then what are you afraid of?"

Xia Youjie echoed, "That's right, Wu, what are you still afraid of?"

Gojo Satoru fell into a rare silence, and finally muttered: "Because I just want to protect her now, and I finally got her consent."

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi looked at each other, and they both saw each other's pupils trembling.

Gojo Satoru, the mighty head of the Gojo family who played truant at the beginning of school, would still show such an appearance, it seemed a bit pathetic.

Could this Wutiao sister really exist?They were really curious about what the other party looked like.

Not long after Wutiaosui sent a message to Wutiaosuo, he received a bombardment of messages from Wutiaosuo. This guy quickly set the time and place to meet and so on. agree to come down.

She also really wanted to ask Wujo Wu some things, especially the specific information about Tianyuan and the astral body, which was really important to her.

Just as she was thinking like this, the phone rang suddenly, and the caller ID was a person she hadn't contacted for a long time.

"Hello? Is Miss Sui here?"

Wutiaosui raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said, "You haven't changed your number yet, Mr. Kong Shiyu."

Kong Shiyu's tone on the other end of the phone was very relaxed, and he said, "By the way, congratulations to Miss Sui for successfully entering the Director of Curse Department."

Wutiaosui let out a huff, and said, "Mr. Kong, since you are so well informed, aren't you afraid that I will find you based on your phone number, and hand you over to the higher-ups?"

"Even if we enter the Director of Curse Department, it doesn't necessarily mean that we have become enemies. Maybe Ms. Sui will be useful to me." Kong Shiyu said leisurely: "Besides, I have also cooperated with Ms. Sui before." Several times, I still trust your reputation, not to mention that people like Miss Sui will not use others as their bargaining chip, your bargaining chip will only be your own strength - after all, you don't trust anyone."

Wutiaosui sneered twice in cooperation with him, and then asked back: "So this is a long-lost task arrangement?"

"It's not an arrangement, it's a special commission."

"Commission?"

"This time, it's a big benefactor, and the remuneration is definitely not small. The salary given by the high-level conjurer should not be enough to run your office in Yokohama. It is not easy for civil organizations to get official funding support."

Wutiaosui raised his eyebrows slightly, "So what do you want me to do?"

"Absorb the curse spirit."

This answer was somewhat unexpected to Wutiaosui. She was silent for a moment and asked, "Can you tell me the identity of the employer?"

"This kind of thing is not a secret, so it's okay to say it." Kong Shiyu smoked a cigarette, and said vaguely: "Miss Sui should have known about the existence of the Panxing Sect from the higher-ups, right?"

Wutiaosui admitted: "Yes."

If you know it, you know it, but you know it from passers-by and the Wujo family, and it's just vague information.

"The Panxing Sect is a sect dedicated to Lord Tianyuan. Most of its members are ordinary people. There used to be curse masters who held important positions. However, with the development of modern technology, this sect has declined more and more. It’s just that the curse masters with low qualifications can’t solve the problems of the believers in a timely manner as before.” Kong Shiyu continued to emphasize: “The Panxing Sect was founded not much later than the union of the magic world. The offering money I got in my hand is like running water, and it is no worse than that in the magic world, even an intermediary like me can get a good salary, let alone you, Miss Sui."

Wutiaosui then asked rhetorically, "So the employer wants me to pretend to be a senior member of the Panxing Sect to fool people?"

"There is a more suitable identity for Miss Sui."

"Ok?"

Kong Shiyu obviously didn't intend to reveal too many related things on the phone, so he asked instead: "What about Miss Sui's decision? Do you want to accept the commission?"

Wutiaosui was silent for a moment, and said: "I accept. So when will we talk about the details of this commission?"

"Then see you tomorrow. I will send you the address of the meeting later."

Sensing that the other party was going to hang up the phone, Wutiaosui immediately said: "Wait a minute, I still have something to ask you."

This time it was Kong Shiyu's turn to be puzzled. He hummed and raised his tone slightly, "Miss Sui still needs my help? I can give you a friendly price."

Wutiaosui twitched his mouth and said, "I want to know where Shier is now. You are his middleman, so you should be very clear."

Kong Shiyu sighed in surprise: "I thought Miss Sui didn't plan to contact that guy from the Zen Academy anymore." Then he said familiarly: "The guy from the Zen Academy is still wandering around Tokyo like a ghost, and I don't know if he's sleeping in another Which woman is there."

Wutiaosui automatically ignored other unimportant things, and just asked, "Is he alone...?"

Kong Shiyu seemed to vaguely recall something, and said, "I remember that he seems to have a son named Hui, who is usually thrown in the nursery, and I saw it once. Do you want to go and see it?"

Hui...it means favor.

Wutiaosui said, "Tell me the address."

"it is good."

Gojo Sui hung up the phone, and then went to the agreed place mentioned in Gojo Satoru's message.

It's an amusement park. There are many people in this kind of place, and it is also the most suitable place to avoid the surveillance of the high-level conjurers.

But Wutiaosui didn't like this kind of noisy place, so after buying the admission ticket, Wutiaosui found a public chair and sat down.

It would be great if the upper limit of her spell power can be further improved through the Panxing Cult. That guy has not tried to stop her so far, and even let Kong Shiyu guide her, which means that he thinks that Wu Tiaosui is still in him. If she is under control, then she might as well use her tricks and see what that guy wants to do. Anyway, her ability can ignore any special abilities. Even if that guy has any special spells, it is useless in front of Wutiaosui.

Thinking of this, Wutiaosui couldn't help but rolled up his sleeves, staring at his somewhat pale wrists.

I always feel that my body has become more unstable. Although I know it is caused by the absorption of magic power, it seems that it is not a simple fever state like when I was a child, but developed in another direction...

"Sister, sister, sister, sister——?!"

Gojo Sui raised her head and put down her sleeves, Gojo Goto was standing not far away, holding two ice creams in his hand, staring at her dumbfounded.

Wutiaosui couldn't help showing a disgusted expression, "What kind of eyes are you looking at? What are you surprised about?"

Gojo Satoru rushed in front of Gojoho and asked loudly, "What did the high-ranking mantra and the Kyoto clan do to you! I'll go and kill them all right now! How dare you hurt you, not even with your hair!"

Wutiaosui: "..." You idiot.