The breeder is the ceiling

In the dissecting room, Yuzu Yuhito's body was lying on the cold dissecting table. The bright light fell on him, making the big hole in his chest look particularly shocking.

He died because his heart was dug out by himself.

Gojo Satoru hugged Hua Ji and sat on the waiting chair not far away, unconsciously curling a strand of the little girl's hair and rubbing it, suppressing his anger.Hua Ji looked at him with some concern. Although she didn't understand what happened, she could feel that the other party was in a bad mood at the moment.

"Yiji, they did it on purpose. While I was away, they arranged such a task for the students who were only in the first grade. The purpose from the very beginning was to let Youruto go to die." Gojo Satoru said calmly, "Yourhito They are satisfied when they are dead, even if Youren is fine, it doesn't matter if Hui and Ye Qiangwei are dead, it will just add trouble to me."

Yidizhi, who was standing by the side, was already covered in cold sweat. He didn't know how to answer at all, and tried to explain with some difficulty, "Ren, when the task was dispatched, I didn't know it was special, special..."

Power, money, desire... Where there are these things, darkness is destined to breed. Today's high-level people in the magic world have long been corrupted. A group of people standing at the top of the pyramid stubbornly guard those old-fashioned dogmas and maintain their status. , and even put these above the future of all mankind.

Although Gojo Satoru won a death reprieve for Knotabagi Yuhito, everyone seems to be happy, but in fact, there are still many people who are dissatisfied with it, but they are unable to raise objections due to various reasons, a large part of which is probably due to his own force value deterrence .

I can't veto the proposal on the surface, so I will do some small tricks secretly, huh~

"Hua Ji, five five." The little girl in his arms suddenly called him softly.

Gojo Satoru came back to his senses, suppressed the anger in his heart, and forced a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Mr. Wutiao..." Yi Dizhi felt that the other party was not good at all, and it seemed that he would rush over and kill the adults above him in a few minutes.

Hua Ji looked at Gojo Satoru, and suddenly stretched out her small hand to reach his head, and then touched it decently, trying to comfort him.

Gojo Gojo was stunned for a moment, if it wasn't for the terrible mood at the moment, he would probably have laughed out loud, the little girl is really warm and cute, so why can't those bad old men up there be a little cuter like Hua Ji? Do disgustingly stupid things.

"Hua Ji..." The little girl was about to continue, when her ears moved suddenly, and she turned her head to look at the dissecting table behind her, her big light purple eyes slightly widened.

Gojo Satoru noticed the little girl's movement, and suddenly realized that the corpse of Knotweed Yuuhito was not wearing anything, because he was waiting for the family to dissect it, so he silently covered the little girl's eyes, children can't see these things, although Hua Ji would definitely not think too much about it.

"Hua Ji, it's not good to hit someone." The little girl instinctively grabbed Gojo Satoru's hand that was blocking her view, turned her head to look at him, and then tried hard to explain what she saw, but her vocabulary was still too small, and when she arrived Now when he speaks, he can only spit out two words.

Gojo Satoru couldn't understand what Hua Ji wanted to express at all, and looked at the little girl with a puzzled expression as she began to gesture with her body language, gesticulating with her two little hands.

It's cute, but no one understands it...

Hua Ji can see people's souls. She saw the two people fighting in the body of Knotweed Yuren, and the two-faced Su Nuo parasitic in his body. The former can't beat the latter. When he was beaten, he wanted to tell Gojo Satoru.

"Hiss, what exactly are you trying to say?" Wujo Wujo looked at Yidizhi aside for help, "Yidizhi, please translate quickly."

Yi Dizhi: "..." He doesn't know either!

"Mr. Wujo, I, I don't understand either."

"Why don't you even know what this means, so what's the use of you, slap yourself and apologize."

Yidizhi: "..." Mr. Gojo, aren't you really embarrassing me on purpose?

"Don't bully Yidichi all the time, it's not easy for him to be caught between you and the higher-ups." Nairi Nito, who walked into the dissecting room, interrupted the conversation between the two of them. Her gaze passed Hua Ji calmly, and then looked at Gojo Wu Wu, "I'm going to do the autopsy, are you sure you want to bring the little girl here to watch?"

"No, let's go." Gojo Satoru stood up.

At the same time Gojo Satoru stood up, Yuzu Yujin, who was lying on the dissecting table, suddenly sat up, and the two looked at each other, as if time stood still for a moment.

……

As a human being, Yuzhang Yuren certainly did not have the magical ability of resurrection. It was the double-faced Nuo in his body that resurrected him. Although Yuzhang Yuren didn't remember what happened, anyway, it's good to be able to come back alive.

Gojo Satoru sincerely welcomed the return of his students, and quickly arranged the follow-up, asking Jiarui Niuzi to help temporarily conceal the news of the resurrection of Knotweed Yuren, lest the people above plan something again, and he has to do The most important thing is to improve the boy's strength in a short period of time, so that he has at least a certain ability to protect himself.

At the moment, the three of them are in the underground training ground of the Conjuration Academy.

Gojo Satoru was explaining some basic knowledge of conjurers to Yuzu Yujin, while Hanahime obediently sat on a small bench beside her and looked at the two of them. She obviously didn't understand anything, but she listened as seriously as Yuzu Yuhito .

"This is a magic power attack." Gojo Satoru launched a simple magic power attack on the canned juice not far away, and the can was knocked down instantly, because the can was squeezed and deformed by the attack, and the juice spilled all over the floor.

"This is a magic attack." Wujo Satoru said and launched a magic attack on another can of juice, this time the jar seemed to be twisted into a ball by invisible hands.

"So that's how it is." Knotabagi Yujin had a serious face, "I don't understand it at all."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru was a little distressed. He was really not very suitable to be a teacher, so he tried his best to explain to the other party what is mantra and what is mantra.After talking for half a day, Katsuobu Youruhito had a basic understanding of these things, but the boy still couldn't condense the magic power, and then added the magic power to the attack. After all, he was a conjurer who became a monk halfway through, and he had no foundation at all.

"So, the first thing you need to learn now is how to refine your own mantra." Wujo Satoru made a study plan for the young man.

There are many ways to train and refine mana, the most convenient of which is probably watching movies. Knotweed Yuhito will watch movies day and night in the next period of time, and learn to extract mana in various emotions.

After explaining everything, Gojo Satoru picked up Hua Ji who was sitting on the sofa, and was about to retreat, so he was too lazy to watch movies with his students.

Walking all the way outside, after walking out of the basement, the vision immediately brightened.

"Ah, I'm so tired, let's go back and rest." Wujo Satoru said and walked towards the direction of the teacher's dormitory. For convenience, he chose to take a shortcut and go back directly through the garden.

"Hua Ji, rest." The little girl nodded, and suddenly her attention was attracted by the butterflies among the flowers.

"Eh? Are there still butterflies in this season?" Gojo Satoru also noticed the butterfly, and was a little surprised, but he didn't care. The butterfly probably had a genetic mutation, but it was just an ordinary butterfly.

"Hua Ji, I like it." Hua Ji said with bright eyes.

"Would you like me to catch it for you?" Wujo Wu asked casually, just as he was about to catch the butterfly, he saw the little girl in his arms clasped his hands together, and then slowly stretched out her hand.

A beautiful golden butterfly landed on Hua Ji's palm.

Gojo Satoru was a little dazed. This butterfly was obviously condensed by Hua Ji with her own power, the power that was completely opposite to the magic power.

"Hua Ji, five five." The little girl shouted with a bright smile, and showed him as if offering a treasure. Under her control, the golden butterfly flew up and danced around the two of them.

Wutiaowu: "..."

So he taught Yuzhang Youren for a long time without any results, but the little girl was watching by herself, but she tossed something by herself.

Is it because his method of teaching is wrong, or the way Youren learns is wrong?After all, it can't be that the little girl is talented and intelligent, right?

This is indeed not because Hua Ji is gifted and intelligent, because unlike humans, her strength is innate, so she does not need any training, and controlling her own strength is as easy as breathing for him.As long as Hua Ji wants to, she can freely control the power in her body, she just doesn't want to, or she doesn't know what to do.

The little girl watched for a long time there before Gojo Wu taught Knotabagi Yuren how to control the spell power. During the period, Wujo Wu demonstrated many times, and she also understood some things ignorantly. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to make a butterfly out , came out easily.

"It's amazing." Gojo Satoru patted Hua Ji's head in praise.

"Hua Ji, amazing." The little girl couldn't be happier.

"After you can understand what I'm saying, come and study with Yuren and the others." Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

"Hua Ji, let's go together."

"I'm very strict. You should study hard when the time comes. Although the power system is different, theoretically, you should be able to restrain the curse spirit."

"Hua Ji, be strict."

"Since you said so yourself, you can't act like a baby because of hard training in the future."

"Hua Ji, it's hard work."

No matter what Gojo Satoru said, the little girl would happily agree, since she couldn't understand anyway.

Gojo Satoru wasn't joking. If Hua Ji could control her power at will, she could indeed cultivate it. On the one hand, she wanted to let the little girl have the ability to protect herself, and on the other hand, she wanted to see if there would be any miracles.

As for being strict...

Just talking, thinking about it, I know that Hua Ji's soft personality will definitely cry when she gets angry, but the little girl has a good temper and is very obedient, so it shouldn't be a problem to teach her well when the time comes.

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Hua Ji: If you dare to be fierce, I dare to cry