So how did things turn out like this... Who would have thought that he mentioned Shili's house originally to divert Gojo Satoru's attention and buy himself some time to make up nonsense, but he didn't expect to find a big one along the vine. Melon——The technique of Shilijia works on the spirit.

Before that, he had always thought that Shilixiang's illusion was the Shilijia's technique.

Now the explanation is clear. Kawakami Ryo has always had doubts about the distribution of the types of spells in the magic world. As far as he has seen, the spells are mostly melee and magic, and there are no spiritual ones except him. seen one.

The Shili family was so famous in the Heian period... Now that the lack of sound has almost disappeared, something must have happened.

Maybe it was really Su Nuo who wiped them out. It happened that this family lived in isolation, and other families didn't even know where their family was, so it was impossible for them to rush there immediately.

Speaking of exterminating the family...how are they going to find this family now.

"What's wrong?" Gojo Satoru keenly noticed the change in Kawakami Ryo's mood.

"How can I say that the Gojo family also has six eyes, Gojo Satoru..." Kawakami Ling thought for a while and said, "It's normal for anyone who doesn't know, but the Gojo family can't see it?"

"I can't tell." Gojo Satoru said frankly.

Kawakami Ling was choked up by his rare honesty.

"If you want them to stand in front of their illusion, they will definitely be able to see it," Gojo Satoru spread his hands, "but now we only know the approximate location, and there is no clue, and the Wujo family's art can't be used as a satellite. "

"them?"

Kawakami Ling keenly captured this term.

"What about you? Wujo Satellite?" He unceremoniously changed Wujo Wu's name.

"Maybe I can see the specific location..." "Five Satellites" blinked triumphantly.

Okay, sure enough, Wujowu cannot be defined by ordinary people's standards, and it is remarkable to have six eyes.

Kawakami Ling was too lazy to look at Gojo Satoru's complacent look, and quickly changed the subject: "So Shili's family is actually in the mountains?"

It didn't take long for them to come out and walk in the direction of Wutiao Wuzhi, and there was no one there, not to mention that after entering this area, there was no sign of anyone coming. The two are now almost at the edge of the mountain forest. , I didn't even find a path that the woodcutter walked, which shows that no one usually comes to this place.

"Are you sure you didn't find the wrong place?"

"Probably this location..." Gojo Satoru didn't hesitate at all, "Anyway, the location they mentioned is probably here, but usually not many people come to this place."

"If there are other little girls by your side, I think you will almost suspect that you want to abduct her into the mountains and sell her." Kawakami Ling complained speechlessly.

"As far as the road you lead, normal people will not walk."

This is true.

The road led by Wujo Wutiao is very difficult at first glance. If he hadn't walked ahead and cleared the road with magic all the way, Kawakami Ling would never have followed.

"How can it be said that normal people won't leave?" Gojo Satoru kept moving his hands, turned around and said, "You're not scolding yourself."

Kawakami Ling rolled his eyes, stepped forward a few steps, twisted his turned head back, and even gave him a smooth push.

At this moment, Kawakami Ling's eyes darkened.

The weeds, dead branches and leaves in the forest just now disappeared in an instant, and Gojo Satoru, who was walking in front, disappeared together with the weeds.

"Gojo Satoru?" Kawakami Ling cautiously took a few steps forward and looked around.

"Five..."

Just halfway through his words, he suddenly fell to the ground.

When he woke up again, the lights were dim, and Ling Kawakami found himself kneeling and sitting in a square room.

Directly in front of his field of vision hangs a curtain with a picture of a smiling maid in green clothes holding an umbrella, and the maid's eyes are looking to the right side of the room.He followed the maid's eyes and saw that there were several mirror stands on the right side of the room, and the blurry mirrors reflected the dim light in the room.

Kawakami Ling frowned, got up and wanted to walk to the mirror.

Only then did he realize that he was wearing a set of extremely dignified Tang clothes, with layers of intricate and gorgeous hem layered all over his body, and the extremely long black hair behind him was spread smoothly on the hem. The soft light reflected in the flickering candlelight.

When he just wanted to get up, he was almost tripped by the gorgeous clothes and polar long hair here.

This place's hair is extremely long, Kawakami Ling turned his head and roughly estimated that it must be at least three meters long, and that's not all, the longer than the hair is obviously the hem of the clothes underneath.

There are twelve layers of this complicated clothes. Under the warm yellow light of the oil lamp in the main hall, the layers of red clothes meander and reflect a dazzling red. This clothes weighs at least a dozen catties when worn on the body. I really want to change it. It might take some effort for a slender noble lady to stand up alone.

Kawakami Ryo stood up from the ground with difficulty, the neat hem of the visitor's clothes and long hair were messed up by him, he walked to the mirror with small steps, the brass mirror vaguely reflected a familiar face.

"Ji Jun?" A corner of the curtain was lifted, and a maid's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

No, how did he know it was the maid who spoke?

Before Chuan Shangling had time to think, he saw the maid hurriedly approaching him holding a single garment and asked anxiously, "Why did Ji Jun get up?"

"What did you call me?" Kawakami Ling turned around and asked inexplicably.

"Miss! Miss, please do it." The maid hastily pushed him back to the ground and sat down.

"Miss, I have to remake this suit again." The maid followed Kawakami Ling and knelt down, and said in a low voice while lowering her head and arranging the hem of his clothes.

"Then I'll help you." Kawakami Ling was embarrassed to see her busy here alone, so he stretched out his hand from one side to help her spread out the hem of the clothes that tangle up with his standing up.

"Don't—" the maid was only halfway through her words when she saw Ling Kawakami stretching out her hand.

"Miss..." The maid grabbed his hand and swung it back to its original position, "I just finished the sleeve on the right, but you messed it up again."

"Ah... sorry." Kawakami Ling resentfully put back his hand.

Seeing Kawakami Ling so obedient, the maid breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a soft voice: "Miss, just sit down, let me handle all these."

"Usually the lady is out to exorcise curse spirits, and she won't be able to wear this Tang suit a few times a year, let alone see young talents from other families a few times. Just bear with it, and it will be fine to go there tonight."

While whispering something he didn't understand, the maid took out a small comb from nowhere and began to straighten his long hair.

"Who are you seeing?" Kawakami Ling was even more puzzled.

The maid's movements paused: "Miss afternoon clearly promised well, why do you want to go back on your word now?"

"Miss Yu Sanzhong always chooses a family. I met this one from Wutiao's family tonight. At least for half a year, I won't have to listen to the head of the family anymore. Miss, just feel wronged and endure for a night."

"Wait, I didn't..." Kawakami Ling was only halfway through speaking when he felt a pulling sensation on his scalp, "Hiss...it hurts."

"Tell the lady to move around." The maid complained softly, "The hair that was originally combed is knotted at the end of the hair again."

"Then why don't you shorten the knife for me." Kawakami Ling blurted out.

"What did Miss say!" the maid behind him scolded softly.

Yes, how could he have such an inexplicable idea.

Kawakami Ling thought about it in his mind strangely, the sentence just now seemed to be blurted out without any thought, even he himself didn't know why he came up with such a strange thought.

"Miss, don't fight with the young master of the Wutiao family again tonight." The maid behind her urged.

"Every time you meet Master Wutiao, something good will happen."

This is true.Since the maid said so many words, this was the sentence Kawakami Ryo agreed with the most from the bottom of her heart.

He didn't know why as soon as he heard the name Gojo Satoru, he naturally felt the desire to beat him up.Look, it seems that this person must have had a long-standing grudge with him before.

"What if I can't help it?" Kawakami Ling asked humbly after thinking about it.

He hadn't seen the real person yet, but just saying the name silently made his fists itch, what if he really saw his face and couldn't help punching him.

"..." The maid behind her was tactically silent for a few seconds.

"I've thought about this a long time ago," she said slowly, "Miss, have you seen the curtain in front of you?"

Kawakami Ling nodded seriously.

"Don't open it." The maid said seriously.

"Oh..." The curtain in front of me is made of unknown material, and there is no light at all. Kawakami Ling wanted to reach out to touch it curiously, but when he was about to reach out, he remembered what the maid said just now, He put back his eager hand again.

"Okay," the maid stood up from behind, "The young master of the Wutiao family is coming soon, Miss, don't stand up again."

Seeing Ling Kawakami nodding obediently, the maid opened the curtain and went out in satisfaction.

The maid in green with an umbrella on the curtain trembled slightly back and forth with the wind that she brought out, and Kawakami Ling and the two of them stared wide-eyed.

I don't know how long I waited, but when Kawakami Ling was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard footsteps coming from the door. The footsteps were very familiar, and suddenly woke him up from his drowsiness.

"Gojo Satoru?" Kawakami Ling didn't know why, these three words appeared in his mind inexplicably.

"Yo, good evening, Miss Kawakami." He heard a very familiar voice say frivolously outside the curtain.

Kawakami Ling didn't know why, but somehow felt that the tone was a little kind.

"I heard that when you came back, you were tied up and dressed in Tang clothes that you only wore when you were wearing clothes. I came here to see the excitement."

Well, not cordial now.

Kawakami Ryo only felt his fists itch. If he hadn't promised the maid not to lift the curtain, he would have fought Gojo Satoru.

"Hey, why don't you talk anymore," the voice that didn't want to beat continued to yell, "You don't want to hit me, do you?"

"Yes." These two words Kawakami Ryo almost squeezed out between his teeth.

"I think you may not be able to beat me after wearing so many clothes." Gojo Satoru's voice became less and less hit, "No, it seems that you have never defeated me."... This grandson.

Kawakami was so aggressive that he forgot that he had just promised the maid not to mess up his clothes, so he straightened up and lifted the curtain between the two of them aside.

What caught my eye was the very familiar white-haired and pale-eyed.

It wouldn't be unforgivable if this person said with this face that he owed a beating just now.These words quickly floated through Kawakami Ling's mind.

This is all a mess, Kawakami Ling quickly put these strange thoughts aside.

"You look familiar," he wrinkled and looked at Gojo Satoru, "Did I meet you somewhere?"

The author has something to say: In fact, the Heian era was a walking marriage (lightly, a woman may have relationships with multiple men at the same time during the mate selection stage, and these men may even meet each other, in order to compete for the right to choose a mate, they will bribe the maid nurse What, and after getting along for a while, the lady will choose the most pleasing one to get married.

There are a lot of things in my mind that jj can't write, you can understand the sentence above (.

Thank you for the little angel's comment, subscription and feed in the previous chapter!Twelve singles plus three-meter-long hair are really huge. I would like to call the women's clothing in the Heian Era a restraint device (no, beg for a comment!

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