Shan Yi hugged Aragami's thigh

In the car, my wife Shan Yi, who felt that the atmosphere was not right, sat obediently.

He was seated by the window, and because Gojo Satoru refused to sit in the co-pilot, Nakahara Nakahara stood beside him and Zenyi to prevent any possibility of intelligence.

Can this stop Gojo Satoru from speaking?

Of course not, he started to collect information, but now the Central Plains is becoming more and more difficult to deal with.

Central Plains Chuya was in a very bad mood, and this emotion was displayed on his face.

A lot of things have happened in the less than a month since Shanyi left here. First, a shrine was built in Momoyama. The large-scale construction will of course attract attention.

Then the leader discussed some things with him, and finally acted outside under the banner of fighting against the enemy.

Zhongya Nakahara thought it was nothing. Although he felt a little guilty about taking advantage of this reputation, he could indeed throw away his guilt in order to organize him, not to mention that Kei didn't take action to stop it?

Therefore, the development of the port mafia has become more and more prosperous.

Because of this, many people think of him.

He never admitted that the leader and other high-level speeches were ambiguous, but some people believed it.

For example, the conjurers headed by Yusanjia, such as some exorcists.

He didn't bother to explain, but being called 'Master Central Plains' by these people, especially Gojo Satoru, was quite inappropriate.

This name is definitely passed down from Gui, and this time I bring Shanyi to see him, I will definitely beat him up!

"Hey Na Chuya, where are we going now?" My wife Zenitsu, who was unhappy seeing Zhong and knew he didn't want to talk to Mr. Gojo, interrupted the conversation.

"Ginza." Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his face sideways, frowned, a little disgusted, "I'll buy clothes for you."

Gojo Satoru propped his chin: "He has a figure, so he wants to buy children's clothes?"

Nakahara Chuya: "After all, he can't wear my clothes."

"I can hear it. You definitely mean dislike in your words, right? Although I need to spend your money for food, clothing and housing here, can your dislike not be so obvious? I can wipe the floor and cook for you Laundry to pay off the debt!"

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhong became even more disgusted: "You still cook with such a small body? Not only do you have food, clothing and housing, I also have to find a doctor for you to detoxify your body, otherwise you will wait for the curse to come." Let's make it a plate."

"Eh—Chuya, you can't leave me behind!" My wife Shanyi threw her head directly into his chest, "I'm so weak now, let alone a type, I can't even hold a knife Cursed to be eaten!"

Gojo Satoru: "You can come to our Conjuration College, it's very safe there."

My wife Shanyi raised her head with tears in her eyes: "I don't want it, you definitely have other purposes, right? Although I'm a bit stupid, I'm not very stupid, so don't try to lie to me."

"Eh? It's really not that easy?" Gojo Satoru, who had no hope at all, was not disappointed.

Zhong Yuanzhong also chuckled.

When we arrived in Ginza, my wife Zenitsu got out of the car, Nakahara Nakaya pulled him and walked in.

Wujo Wu followed up coolly: "It just so happens that I also want to buy some dim sum."

"Well... what about me?" Yidizhi lowered the window and pointed at himself. He was a tool man along the way, the kind who was in charge of driving and never talked too much.

Gojo Satoru turned around, looked at him, and smiled: "Turn around first, and I will call you if there is anything."

Yi Dizhi understood: "Yes." He had to find a place to park first, and there was a pedestrian street in front of him that couldn't open to traffic, so he had to turn around.

My wife Shanyi's hands and feet are deformed now. Fortunately, the hospital gown is relatively large and has long sleeves, so I can't see what's going on inside after I put it down.

The first time a child holds a knife, people think it is a toy knife, and they just think it is so cute. I have to say that sometimes children really have some kind of convenience.

Chuya Nakahara helped pick out the clothes, and Gojo Satoru gave advice. In the end, my wife Shanyi took the hooded Pikachu suit with a scary print and brought it into the fitting room.

"Well, is it okay to leave your brother alone?" The shopping guide lady asked with a smile, and was a little worried.

She wasn't worried that the three of them had no money to buy it, but she was really worried that the child couldn't wear it by herself.

That kid is wearing a hospital gown, right?The elder brother loves the younger brother so he took it out to play?That must be a serious illness, right?

Nakahara Chuya: "It's okay, I taught him how to wear it." Even so, he walked to the fitting room, with his back to the door, "If you need help, just call."

My wife Shanyi heard it: "Okay."

Gojo Satoru thought about what Nakahara Nakaya said just now, was it just an excuse for the shopping guide lady or did he really teach the boy himself?

Wujo Satoru also walked over.

Chuya Nakahara: "Aren't you going to buy dim sum?"

Gojo Satoru didn't feel embarrassed at all: "I'll buy it when I go back. Is there any reason not to go shopping after you've come?"

Zhongyuan Zhong, who had been in contact with this guy several times and knew him as a human being, also sneered at it.

However, for the safety of Shan Yi, Nakahara Chuya continued to say: "Even if you follow, it is useless. That guy is just a little special in body. When he returns home, he will be the same as before, and all research will be meaningless."

Gojo Satoru: "So, who is he?"

Chuya Zhongyuan: "Ghost hunter."

"Ghost hunter? What's that?"

Gojo Satoru was surprised, he had heard of monsters and curses, but ghosts?Isn't that a monster?

But according to Nakahara Chuya, ghost hunters are not exorcists, right?

Nakahara Chuya: "literally."

My wife Shanyi came out: "The sleeves are a bit long, but everything else is fine, but there should be nothing more suitable."

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at his current appearance and nodded with satisfaction: "Pick two more."

My wife Shanyi refused: "No need? Miss Butterfly said that as long as you take the medicine on time, your hands and feet will recover. If I buy too much, I won't be able to wear it."

Chuya Nakahara: "The question is, do you have any medicine now?"

As soon as the shoulders slumped, my wife Shanyi frowned: "No."

After buying three sets of clothes, the two got into the car and rushed to Yokohama.

Gojo Satoru didn't follow this time, he went to buy some snacks and then went back to the Conjuration Academy.

He found Nitro: "How?"

The family nitrate who has completed the monitoring raised his chin: "As you guessed, this blood can indeed strengthen the curse."

Gojo Satoru: "It's troublesome, Jie must have discovered it too. In this way, catching my wife Shanyi is definitely Jie's primary goal." Who made that guy's technique be to manipulate the magic spirit?

Jia Ruozi: "It doesn't matter, right? After all, there is that one."

Gojo Satoru: "That one doesn't have the power of a god now. I'll apply to the principal to stay in Yokohama. Even if my wife Zenyi can't become a conjurer, Jie can't get him."

Hearing that the family was in the nitrate, he didn't stop dissuading him: "You can count on your own."

In terms of trauma, the treatment methods of the port mafia are quite complete, but they are not very good at poison.

My wife, Shanyi, was sent to a regular hospital that had some cooperation with the port mafia, where she underwent a full-body examination.

After setting up my wife Shan Yi, and explaining a lot of things, Chuya Nakahara set off for Mito again. Only by completing the tasks there as soon as possible can I stay in peace.

The hospital here is very efficient. My wife Shanyi is in a special situation. There is no need to line up for blood tests, and the samples are sent to research as soon as they are obtained.

Since Zhong also believed in these people, my wife Shanyi naturally believed in them too, without any resistance.

Of course, the report on the poison this time was also submitted.

"Unknown poison? Is it a supernatural power?" Mori Ogai put on his white coat again, and he sat on a chair and read the report.

"Mr. Sen, how to deal with the samples?"

Sen Ou didn't look up: "Just keep one copy, and send all the others to the conjurer for destruction."

"But..." the researcher in the white coat was excited, "We haven't been able to fully analyze it yet."

Mori Ogai finally looked up and looked at him: "Are you questioning my order?"

"Of course not!"

"Very well, let's go down."

"Yes."

The door closed with a click, and only the sound of Mori Ogai's breathing and heartbeat remained in this small treatment room.

Suddenly, Alice appeared with her hair completely up and wearing a nurse uniform.

"Alice-chan, this is really a big challenge. If it was the old me, I would have worked tirelessly to figure it out."

"Rintaro can do it now."

The corner of Mori Ogai's mouth lightly raised: "No, it can't be done now. If those people know that the leader of the port mafia is researching a drug that has never been discovered, it will be a catastrophe." He stood up, "However, it can't Let things fall into those hands."

They can dig out a Doujian Huangba spit and create a Central Plains, and there is no guarantee that there will not be a second one.

It is too dangerous to hand over this thing to them, but fortunately no one dares to snatch it in the name of Mr. Zhongye.Leave a sample, of course, for them to see, they can only see but not take.

In the single ward, my wife Shanyi looked out the window, and the sound of drips and drips was very clear in his ears.

Then, the sound of flapping wings came from outside the window.

"Guy, you're here."

Hisaki Kei was silent for a while, and finally went in.

"You look fine."

My wife Shanyi raised her hand: "Seeing this, you actually said it's not bad?"

Kei Kuki: "Spiritually."

My wife Shanyi: "I can't cry, and who will I cry for?"

Jiu Mugui looked at him strangely: "Do you cry less often? Do you cry when you are alone?"

"I heard it! I really heard it! Is this the image of me in Kyu's heart? Isn't it too sad?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't see where you are sad. And usually, even if you growl loudly, there are not many people who are really scared."

"I'm scared every time, okay?!"

"Your fear disappeared without a trace with your roars and thoughts!"

My wife Shanyi's eyes widened in disbelief: "Why do you think so? Obviously being afraid is just being afraid. If it is true as you said, my fear will disappear as I speak. Why do I keep talking because I am always afraid, isn't it?"

Kui Kei felt that he was probably a fool who was arguing with him.

He changed the subject: "You are really troublesome. Curses appear as soon as the blood comes out. There are a lot of messes."

The corners of my wife Shanyi's lips curled up: "I asked Zhong if he should also invite a conjurer, and he said no, because Gui is always there."

Kuki Kei was taken aback for a moment, and his face suddenly turned red.

My wife Shanyi continued: "Chuya said that although he is not within his range of perception and can't see Kei, he knows that you have been following and never really left."

"So, you don't need a conjurer, and Gui is enough."

The author has something to say: Three little angels teased Gui, hehehe

感谢在2020-11-3013:04:01~2020-12-0110:52:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of filth in the world, citrus and lemon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!