I'm a villain in high school

Gojo Satoru shrugged, obviously he didn't know what was going on.

After his interruption, Kawakami Ling has no interest in continuing to play with these people.

While the bosses of these organizations in the room were still thinking, Ryo Kawakami's domain had already spread silently and rapidly.

He hurried away, and the love instilled was extremely rough and simple.

Without any ambiguity or transformation of emotions, he straightforwardly stuffed these loves into the heads of these people, and these extra loves greedily occupied the space of those emotions that originally existed in the mind.

They can no longer think about anything for a moment.

The survival of the organization and personal safety are all forgotten at this moment.

Now there is only simple and pure love on their minds.

They seemed to have glimpsed the gods in this humble room.

The whole body of the god is covered with thick and insoluble fog, and these fogs are full of strange brilliance. She seems to be walking on the fog from the clouds, and the stars in the Milky Way are wrapped in the clouds and mists around her.

What is left on their minds now is a deep imprint that will never fade with time.

Now the people in this room are genuine believers of Tomie Kawakami.

"I'll go up and have a look." Kawakami Ling didn't bother to care about the follow-up development after finishing the field.

He is too familiar with the impact of being burdened by God's grace, and he has seen the look in these people's eyes countless times, so there is really no need to stay any longer.

Compared with this, what Wujo Satoru said is more important.

Kawakami Ling took three steps in parallel, almost climbing up the stairs to the fifth floor.

"When did this recover?"

The decoration on the fifth floor changed back to the original appearance of the room.

Kawakami Ling said regretfully, "That room is my favorite in the whole house."

Although he disliked that the room was filled with tacky roses, it was indeed the room that suited his aesthetics the most.

He found the room in the exact corridor, and when he pushed the door in, he sighed regretfully: "I thought the rose would be real."

He looked around in a decent manner, and immediately fixed his vision on the dark space.

"That's it?" He didn't wait for Gojo Satoru's reply before walking over to look at it.

"There is nothing special inside," Kawakami Ling said after groping carefully, "The only special thing should be the door panel you are holding in your hand."

"Let me see."

After taking it over, he looked at it and said for sure: "I carved this myself."

"The one left in port mafia is not like this," he touched the petals of one of the roses thoughtfully. What goes in and out is different from this."

"So you carved this yourself?" Wujo Wu confirmed.

"Also?" Kawakami Ling keenly grasped the verb.

"The family crest on the back must have been carved by myself." Gojo Satoru pointed to the door panel.

"In fact, there's this," he said, pulling out his finger and the piece of paper out of nowhere.

He didn't know how to put it, this piece of paper that has gone through countless years was rubbed in his pocket without breaking, and when he took it out, it still looked like it had just been taken out of the talisman paper.

"What is this?" Kawakami Ling leaned over to take a look.

"I wrote it myself." Gojo Gojo shook the paper and looked back suddenly.

"You have to be really curious to get up from the bed and look, you can't see anything if you squint your eyes like this."

The woman who had just been knocked out by Kawakami Ling woke up at some point.

After hearing Gojo Satoru's words, a bit of embarrassment appeared on her face, and she turned over from the bed very naturally.

"What do you mean by that sentence?" After she got up from the bed, she jumped off in a hurry, walked to Kawakami Ling and looked at the paper with her neck hooked.

"What do you mean you wrote it?" She pursed her lips and looked at Gojo Satoru.

"It means, this is what I wrote." Gojo Satoru shrugged, obviously seeing something.

"You know what this is," he pointed to the woman, pointing his finger.

"By the way," Kawakami Ling suddenly appeared from the side, "What's your name?"

Before the woman cast a doubtful look, Kawakami Ling said affirmatively, "Yes, what's your name."

The woman paused, but still replied truthfully: "Ten Lixiang."

"Oh, it's okay." Kawakami Ling breathed a sigh of relief and shrank back.

Shi Lixiang was baffled by his actions, but Gojo Satoru, who was beside him, suddenly burst out laughing.

"You're thinking too far." He exaggeratedly exclaimed.

"I didn't expect you to be able to think so fast in an instant. I just thought that this finger was a special curse that they passed down from generation to generation, and you already thought of descendants."

He sighed a few words, and then said cheaply: "But your guess is not unreasonable, so what if the descendants change their surname?"

"What an unworthy descendant." Kawakami Ling rolled his eyes, apparently not taking what Gojo Satoru said seriously.

If he really had offspring in the Heian era, he would have to break their legs if he dared to change their surname.

There is nothing wrong with Kawakami's surname.

"I don't know what you are talking about," the woman named Shi Lixiang struggled for a long time before she said, "I put this thing here."

She hesitated for a long time before looking at the door panel in Gojo Satoru's hand: "I also rubbed the pattern on it from other places."

"If there are no these two patterns in the place where this finger is stored, it will be discovered instantly, and everyone who touches this finger will fall into a crazy obsession. If Li snatches this finger, he will do everything in his power to protect it until it is taken back again."

"It" refers to the finger.

The first half of the sentence is indeed something that Gojo Satoru can do.

If one day he wants to hide something above and cannot guarantee that he can pay attention to it all the time, then sealing it with six eyes is the safest way.

In order to prevent other accidents, it is understandable that Gojo Satoru would choose to use this method for reinforcement.

But the second half of the sentence is intriguing.

Gojo Satoru's eyes brightly hinted at Kawakami Ryo: Look, you said you didn't do it.

"Your ancestors must be at least some famous family. What is the 'other place', your genealogy?" Wutiaowu didn't bother to go around in circles. After all, not everyone is Fu Jiang, and he can go back and forth with him. .

For most people who can see through at a glance, he is not interested in going around the corner most of the time.

"How did you get to this point..." Ryo Kawakami looked around and sighed from the bottom of his heart before Gojo Satoru finished speaking.

According to the information revealed in her words, her family should be at least a famous family in the Heian era, and the technique is an illusion, no matter how you look at it, it will not be reduced to the current situation.

It has fallen to the point where not only personal safety and freedom are not guaranteed, but also a small room has to be specially built to cover it up with illusions if one wants to secretly save someone.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no curse spirit lying on the woman at the beginning, Kawakami Ling really couldn't have imagined that this man had created such a big illusion just to hide the kidnapped women.

What is this... a pig's brain.

Kawakami Ling's words stopped.

"Forget it, pretend I didn't ask." He quickly changed his words.

"Anyway, there are only a few possibilities back and forth." He said slowly with a tangled look, "Although it is a bit outrageous to say that you don't even know that you are a magician, but after looking at the way you deal with the problem I can understand it."

While putting on a face that I don't care about, he poked Shi Lixiang's back spine with every sentence.

Shi Lixiang's expression turned strange instantly, as if she had been poked in some sore spot by Ling Kawakami's words.

"I don't have time to care about what's going on in your family," Kawakami Ling quickly denied seeing her expression was wrong, "I don't have time to care either."

"Now I am more concerned about our connection with this thing than I am concerned about how you fell from being a descendant of a famous family to being a janitor here."

Shi Lixiang's expression looked like she was about to cry in the next second.

"I'm not going to soften my heart just because a girl is crying," Kawakami Ling curled her lips, but her tone softened, "You can create illusions, but you only dare to use illusions to deceive those men, and you have never dared to try other things. method."

"If you were more ruthless, I wouldn't treat you like this here." He looked at the woman with a look of resentment.

The woman didn't expect that he was talking about this, and her eyes widened in astonishment.

"This house was built by someone else using magic, it is also an illusion." Kawakami Ling pointed at the wall of the room.

"Didn't you think about changing the terrain here to your advantage when you first built it?"

Once Kawakami Ling made this opening, he couldn't stop. Looking at the woman's face with "the expression of such an operation", he immediately began to ask incredulously.

"Don't you just do what those people told you to do at the beginning? Don't you know how to do tricks secretly?"

"You created such a big illusion to hide people, didn't you think that you could use the illusion to trap those people and then kill them?"

Kawakami Ling looked at the woman's expression of "it's okay to be like this", and rolled his big eyes speechlessly.

"I now know how your family died."

"If everyone is like you, it is not far from extinction."

After he finished summarizing, he looked at the woman's astonished expression, and finally couldn't help adding: "Then what happened to the others when you were caught? You two are the only ones left in your family, right?"

"How are you sure it belongs to two people?" The woman thought for a long time before asking this question.

"Isn't this nonsense?" Kawakami Ling looked at Gojo Satoru's eyes watching the show with pain, "Look at the dilapidated houses around here, and think about the previous decoration."

"It's obviously aesthetically different."

The author has something to say: Hey, I have illusion, but I don’t use it to deal with others, it’s just for fun~

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