The domestic curse spirit has run away from home

"So, I've said it all, there is another you in that world, you can't just pass by like this." Bai Lan covered her swollen face, shrank in the corner, and looked at Gojo Satoru standing there with aggrieved eyes.

"I'll believe you if you tell me?" Gojo Gojo wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and threw it into the trash can casually.

Seeing that there was no homicide, Hayato, who was next to him, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to send a message to the people in the technical department, asking them to work harder.

I don’t know what Pengelie’s definition of tragic is, but Gojo Satoru wiped out the entire room, and a few people stood on the ruins talking, and nothing else happened. On the contrary, the maintenance team arrived soon At the scene, one of them respectfully led them to another room.

"This kind of thing, believe it or not." Bai Lan patted his swollen face, he sighed, and helplessly took out a pack of cotton candy that he carried with him, comforting his wounded heart with sweetness.

Although Gojo Satoru destroyed the entire room, but let's say he was merciful, Bai Lan was not missing an arm or a leg. As for how long the internal injury will take to heal, I don't know, at least he still looks alive and well now.

"Only I can see the parallel world, so it's best to believe me, Gojo-kun." Bai Lan chewed the marshmallow twice, "Of course, if you insist on not believing it, you must go there and bump into yourself in the parallel world. If you order something, you will never see your beloved well."

"Then how did you see it?" Gojo Satoru sat on the sofa and crossed his legs, "That Bai Lan wants to get the whole world, so that me is definitely a hindrance to him. You dare not treat the world because of me." If you have any ideas, why not that Bai Lan."

"But now he did it, so he must have attacked me and succeeded. The me over there is either dead or controlled. No matter what state I am in, I will not be sober. I just passed If you bring the well back, you may not necessarily meet that me."

Gojo Satoru leaned forward, leaning his elbows on his knees, "You can only see your memory over there, you're so sure I'll see 'me'——Could it be that Bai Lan over there is so bold that he can't be alive? Yes, I, who can move and jump, is kept by your side?"

"Guess." Bai Lan replied harshly.

Gojo Satoru got up and left.

"Hey, wait for me." As soon as Hayato Gojoji, who had just finished communicating with the technical department, turned off the communication, he saw Gojo Gojo leave the room. He didn't bother to look at Prynne who was beaten up with a bruised nose and swollen face, and chased him out. "Judaime just got a message. .”

"Ah, it hurts." Bai Lan coughed twice, wiping the blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, "You really are merciless, Wutiao-kun."

He touched his chin, and maliciousness flashed in his eyes, "I can see his memory, of course he can too."

"If you care about it, you will be in chaos, Mr. Wutiao, you can ignore this important point."

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"Jing-chan~ You've been in the room for five days." Bai Lan pushed open the door and yelled at the young man lying on the bed, "Are you really not going out for a walk?"

Chihejing took off the book covering his face, turned his eyes towards Bai Lan, and said casually: "I don't go out, isn't it just what you want? Also, don't call me Jing sauce."

"Hey, but I'm worried about Jing-chan's body." Bai Lan sat down by the bed, took the book in Chihejing's hand, and flipped through it, "Can Jing-chan see it? Why are you reading a book?"

"No, I asked Mr. Leo to read it to me." Chi Hejing didn't want to face Bai Lan at all, and turned over on the bed, as if he didn't want to pay attention to him.

"I'd also like to know when my eyes will be back to normal—so, can you tell me when you're going to get my eyes back to normal?"

"Jing-chan thinks it's me who can't see the eyes?"

Chihejing rolled his eyes in his heart: "Isn't it?"

"If you hadn't tampered with that doll, my eyes wouldn't have been hurt by the flames." Chi Hejing didn't believe that it was caused by forced dragging to the parallel world.

"If you take away the flames attached to my eyes, I will be able to see naturally."

"But you don't need to think about it. How could you be so kind?" Although he had only been in this world for five days, Chihejing had a deep understanding of Bai Lan's personality. Much worse.

Bai Lan: "If Jing-chan chooses to stand on my side, it's not impossible. I can even remove the bracelet that restrains the spell."

Chihejing immediately said: "It's a beautiful idea."

He took the book back from Bai Lan's hand, and chased everyone mercilessly: "What are you still doing here, do you want to read and feed me instead of Mr. Leo?"

"I really want to do this." Bai Lan said regretfully, "But I've been a little busy recently, so I can't serve the lovely Jing sauce."

"Recently, some cuties have arrived in Japan. In order not to let them affect my plan, I have to keep an eye on them."

"Cutie?" Chi Hejing sat up from the bed, "A person from a parallel world?"

Bai Lan nodded, "That's right, it's Pengo Lie from the parallel world, but they're just a bunch of kids, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

"But how did Jing-chan know?"

"Just think about it." The young man yawned, got out of bed, walked slowly, moved to the table, and poured himself a glass of water.

He avoided Bailan's move to help him, and said, "Vengola is your biggest obstacle, but you put your energy on me, which means that the Vengola of this world has been suppressed by you." Almost."

"The only one who can stop you is Peng Lie. If you can't do it in this world, then only them in the parallel world."

Chihejing learned the information about this world from Leo, so he could guess it. He glanced at Bailan and said, "Don't underestimate children, anyone may stop you."

Bai Lan, who was imperceptibly belittled, didn't care about Chihejing's words. He smiled lowly: "Well, just watch Jingjiang carefully, and watch how I destroy this world. Of course, there is also your one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a book fell on his face. Bai Lan caught the falling book and rubbed his face, "Jing sauce is so ruthless."

Chihejing: "Go away."

"I won't get lost." Bai Lan pressed a marshmallow to Chihejing's mouth, "Is Jing Jiang going to take a look? Look at those cuties. As long as I eat this marshmallow, I'll take it with me." You go."

Just like the temptation of the devil, using sweet words to seduce others to pay the price, Chi Hejing waved Bai Lan's hand away, letting the cotton candy fall on the ground to be covered with ashes, "I don't like sweets—and , I don’t know Pengelie either, so there’s no need to visit them, as long as you know that you will end up in their hands.”

"When you are killed, I might burn a few packs of marshmallows for you." Chihejing said kindly, "The poisonous kind."

"It's really touching. I didn't expect that Jing Jiang would still remember me after I died." Bai Lan looked at the marshmallows that fell on the ground regretfully, and fed one to herself, "But I'm going to Japan later. One trip, Jing sauce still has to follow."

"Then I'll leave first."

Bai Lan shrugged and walked out the door.

"Wait." Chihejing called to stop him, "Call Mr. Leo over here, I want him to read to me."

Bai Lan curled her lips: "Jing sauce is really good at calling people, alright, alright, I'll call him over."

After Bailan left the room and closed the door, Chihejing sat back on the bed again, his eyes staring straight ahead, as if he really couldn't see anything.

The young man stretched out his hand to hold his wrist, and twitched the bracelet a few times with his fingers. Thinking of the person who came to this room two days ago, Chi Hejing smiled contemptuously, and said to himself: "Don't underestimate the little one. My child, Bai Lan."

……

A few days have passed since Bai Lan came to Chihejing last time.

Chihejing, who stayed in the room all day, was a little confused about the current time. He could only judge by the number of food deliveries and physical distress. During this period, Leo came several times intermittently, but no matter what Chihejing asked, He didn't respond.

"Obviously he's only a teenager, so be more lively." Chi Hejing pinched the small spoon with two fingers, stirring the milk.

I don't know if Bailan has some evil intentions. He is given a glass of milk and a pack of cotton candy for every meal. Even though Chihejing doesn't move every time, he still shows up at the table on time.

"Lord Chihe, I think I'm lively enough." Leo replaced the vase in the room with new flowers.

Probably because of Bailan's hobby, the decorative flowers are also white, and new ones are replaced every day to ensure the freshness of the flowers.

But Chihejing knew that there were many monitors inside.

"I can't see it." Chihejing put down the small spoon and pushed away the undrinked milk, "Leo Jun, help me drink the milk."

"Master Chihe." The young man who had replaced the new flower looked at Chihejing helplessly, "Because you want me to drink the milk every time, Lord Bailan will get angry."

"It's none of my business if he gets angry." Chi Hejing said.

"You are so ruthless, Jing Jiang." As soon as the young man said it, Bai Lan came in. I haven't seen you for a few days. He looked happier, and his movements of eating cotton candy were a little faster. You drank the milk."

"Ghost knows what you put in the milk." Chi Hejing replied coldly.

"How could I be that kind of person." Bai Lan smiled, swung Leo back, and approached Chihejing.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have learned something very interesting from myself in the parallel world."

Chihejing raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What do you know?"

Bai Lan walked up to the young man. He leaned on the back of the chair with one hand, leaned over, and got closer to him. He stared at Chi Hejing's still invisible eyes, smiled lightly, and raised his hand to caress the face in front of him.

"I know something... good stuff."

Chihejing frowned, avoiding Bailan's touch, "What?"

In the next second, he was stunned, his eyes slowly moved to the side, and 'looked' at Bai Lan's hands in mid-air.

The other party's deep laughter was next to his ears, with a taste of success, and his breath brushed against his neck.

"Your Wu Jun, if you really care about it, you will be in chaos. For such an important matter, you just say it in front of the other me."

"So Jing-chan, should you think about it and change the anchor point?"

Bai Lan's hand rested on the invisible thread.

The author has something to say: There should be more in the evening

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