My breeder is the strongest

Kageyama Oedamaru's Gouming form has a very weak aura, and can quickly disguise it. Except for Gojo Satoru who has six eyes, few magicians can detect it.

Next, Gojo Satoru only needs to hide nearby, and when the entrance is about to close, use "Cang" to move him over and block it at the right moment.

When the seal is released, it will automatically start to proliferate, and expand the narrowed entrance. At this time, remove it-remember to leave a piece, and repeat the old trick when going out, recycling, environmental protection and energy saving.

This matter is very simple to say, but just controlling the power of "Cang" to such a degree that no one can detect it is as difficult as catching paramecium from the air.

It requires very fine mana manipulation and timing, far beyond the capabilities of normal people.

Except for Master Wutiao, probably no one could have come up with such a... whimsical idea.

After all, picking up a slice after defeating the super-level curse spirit is already quite abnormal, isn't it! ?

Young Master Wutiao put the enchanted box on the table, took out a stack of talisman paper from the drawer, wrote a spell with a brush, and pasted it on the box.

The moment the talisman came into contact with his mana power, it would ignite spontaneously, and at the same time remove the enchantment technique on Kageyama Oedaru's body, ensuring that it would be smoothly stuck at the entrance without anyone noticing.

Gojojiu jumped onto the table, circled the box, and stared at it.

strangeness.

Gojo Satoru grabbed Gojojiu by the back of the neck, stopped his forward movement, and threw him back behind him.

Why didn't I see him so interested in the curse spirit before?

The kitty turned around in the air, landed unsteadily, lay on Gojo Satoru's shoulder, whimpered and turned around to give him a butt.

With a sweep of his tail, he hit Gojo Satoru in the face.

exempt.

Young Master Wutiao touched his face.

He has a big temper.

Gojo Satoru patted his butt, "This works."

Wujo didn't turn around for a long time, and "typed" on his back dully.

"What, use?"

Gojo Satoru hissed.

"Secret for now."

Although he decided not to bring Wujojiu into the magic tool library, but Master Wujo still has other tasks for him.

The time of entering and exiting from the magic tool library depends on Noctua Moth's righteous path. In order not to reveal his secrets, during this period, Wu Tiaojiu is needed to help cover up and fool the servants of the temple.

Gojo Satoru's eyes shone with malicious enthusiasm.

He brushed out a few tapes, put them into the tape recorder one by one, and enthusiastically invited the cat to try.

"Come on, come on, Jiu, choose one you like!"

As he spoke, he put down a muted tent, and pressed the play button one by one——

"Don't bother me, you are not Kaguya Hime, you are so ugly, you will be annoyed when you see it."

"Shut up, can't you imitate the tongue-cutting sparrow? It's so noisy."

"Did you enter the Dragon Palace, so the menopause was brought forward?"

Wujojiu:?

Master Wutiao was serious, "How about it, isn't it very suitable for young children?"

It was the fourth day when the night moth came to Wutiao's house on the right way.

Cloudy with a chance of rain.

Clouds of pigeon-foot gray filled most of the sky. It had just rained the night before, and the ground was still wet. The leaves of locust trees were withered and yellow, and the autumn wind blew up the yellow leaves. The petioles touched puddles, causing ripples.

A man with a cropped head is packing his things in his bag.

Eight packs of compressed biscuits, two bottles of mineral water, and the rest of the space are all used to put relatively small curse skeletons.

and also……

He held up the glass bottle containing the small spell.

Patriarch Wu Tiao said nicely, the time to go out is up to him to decide.

In fact, considering the normal physiological needs of human beings and the number of spell objects contained in the magic tool library, the subtext is to ask him to give up the task himself, hello, hello, hello, everyone, and go back to work in a perfunctory manner.

It would have been so.

The battle between the upper class and the Yusanjia is like a big tree and entangled vines.

Competing for nutrients and symbiosis of interests.

Noctua Moth Zhengdao is not a person who provokes troubles, which is probably the reason why the upper management sent him to carry out this investigation mission.

The man withdrew his gaze, stuffed the glass bottle into his bag, and zipped up the backpack.

It's raining.

The world was blurred by the gray rain curtain. The head of the house in white patterned hakama was in front, followed by three magicians in black sleeves. The maid next to the head was wearing a raincoat and held up a black umbrella for him.

"I've been waiting for a long time, it seems that you are very serious."

Night Moth raised his head uprightly, and the five Patriarchs shook their sleeves with a calm expression.

"However, I advise you to be careful—after all, they are all cursed objects that have been passed down for hundreds of years, and there are places in them that even I have never been to."

Night Moth said in a deep voice, "Are you threatening me?"

"How is it possible?" Gojo Shio raised his chin and teased, "I am here, I wish you good luck."

The vortex of mana power was created out of thin air, and the figure of the night moth Zhengdao sank into the darkness. Thirty seconds passed in a flash. Gojo Shio looked at the calm rain and talked to himself playfully.

"Good luck...who will it favor?"

After the man's figure completely disappeared from the field of vision, Gojo Satoru flashed near the entrance - made a vomiting expression.

"Wow." He hesitated to speak, "When did this old man pass the second term?"

Could it be that the so-called conjurer means that the second period is particularly long?

Wow, don't don't.

He shivered with chills, and turned to look at the "air" behind him.

Fortunately, the plan went well.

In the field of vision of the six eyes, the spell power that symbolizes the super-level spell spirit is struggling to support, and Master Wutiao poked the black ball with his hand-it shrank suddenly, the edge deformed, and another part was squeezed out.

Master Wutiao did some mental calculations. According to this speed, in another 5 minutes, he should be able to support the entrance of a person's height.

Coincidentally, it can also be staggered from the right path of the night moth that went in just now.

Unlike Gaozhuan's spell library supported by the Tianyuan barrier, the entrance of the Gojo family's spell library does not have such a complicated defense system, and relies more on the space changes and mechanisms for storing spells to defend against enemies.

Just entering is a road leading to darkness. If you go in too early, you may directly collide with the night moth, which is hard to explain.

5 minutes.

Gojo Satoru leaned back, resting his hands behind his head, floating in the rain.

It's so boring - I knew it had been a long time since I brought Wutiao.

I can still play with cats when I am bored.

Speaking of cats...

Because of this black ball, Wujojiu had an awkward fight with him for most of the day.

Gojo Satoru turned his gaze, originally wanting to see what the kitten was doing in the side hall, but Liuyan scanned the area, but couldn't find Gojojiu's shadow.

Wutiaowu: "..."

... Gan.

Master Wutiao straightened up.

Where did this little bastard go?

There is too much occlusion around here, so if you want to search in a larger area, you have to stand at a higher place.

But that way, the mana fluctuations may be noticed by the old man...

Gojo Satoru had just been halfway through his thoughts and hadn't made a decision when a cat's head suddenly appeared in the black ball of special magic spirit in front of him.

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

Fuck, when did he get in there? ? ?

In other words, can this thing go in? ? ?

No time to think about the whole story, Master Wutiao instantly thought of the unusual enthusiasm of the cat cub for the super magic spirit before, his eyelids twitched, and he stretched out his hand to pull him out, but it was already a step too late——

Wu Tiaojiu opened his mouth wide, whimpered, and swallowed the other black ball that hadn't multiplied yet.

Take a bite and swallow it.

swallowed.

The.

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The vortex of mantra power reappeared in the air, Wujo Jiu's figure sank in a second, his body acted before his brain, Gojo Satoru stretched his arm into the entrance without hesitation, opened it without a lower limit, and forcibly held the entrance instead of the black ball.

And then...then who the hell knows what to do? ?

Wujo Satoru's brain was spinning rapidly.

Reverse spell?But he doesn't know how to use the reversal technique, Cang's effect is the opposite.

Then, we can only...

"Jiu." Gojo Satoru shouted in a low voice, "Use the reversal technique from the inside!"

The inside and outside of the magic tool library are two spaces that are not connected. Except for the special connection with the magic spirit, the fluctuation of the internal magic power will not be transmitted to the outside. Even if Wujojiu can't control the power of the reversal spell, it doesn't matter. .

won't be found out!

The light spot representing the distortion of space covered the vortex of mana power. Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, covering his whole body without a lower limit, propped up on the ground with one hand, rolled forward, and rushed into the white light in front of him.

The heat wave of the explosion hit our faces.

Master Wutiao clenched his fist and waved it.

OK, success!

Now, just one question...

The kitty was lifted up by the explosion he created, rolled around, and subconsciously used the infinite buffer—it just stopped in front of the man with the black cropped head.

A man with a cropped head, Noctuma Zhengdao was blown black and ashes on his face, like a coal digger who just came out of the mine.

He lowered his head, looked at the bombed backpack in his hand, touched the back of his high school jacket with a big hole in the back with one hand, and was speechless for a long time.

It was chilly with the wind leaking.

Young Master Wutiao patted the ashes on his body, and stood up as if nothing had happened under the death stare of Noctuma Zhengdao "Why are you here".

"Yo, good morning."

He touched the back of his neck and looked left and right very deliberately.

"I'm here... to inspect the inheritance that will be inherited in the future."

Night Moth said rightly: "..."