The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

"..."

The curse spirit was summoned again, and she stared at Wujo Wu and Ling Yao in a daze.

There was still a sad look on his face.

It's just that he stared blankly at the direction of Gojo Satoru, but there was no reaction.

Gojo Satoru put one hand in his trouser pocket, and scratched his hair with the other.

"..."

He lowered his head and looked at Ling Yao, "Did you turn it off stupidly? Why didn't you say a word for a long time when you came out?"

Ling Yao was also at a loss, "I won't shut people up stupidly... Besides, isn't she a super-level curse spirit? A super-level curse spirit should be very powerful, so she won't be locked up stupidly."

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair again, and then brought the bell to the curse spirit, "You ask."

"it is good."

Ling Yao became serious.

Looking up at the curse spirit in front of him, he asked the first question: "What's your name?"

"..." The curse spirit still didn't answer.

But Gojo Satoru next to him: "Pfft——"

Ling Yao looked over: "?"

Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back immediately, and laughed even louder.

In the silent interrogation and unhappiness, Gojo Satoru restrained his laugh, and sneered mercilessly, "What question are you asking?"

Ling shook with a straight face, "Is it funny?"

Gojo Satoru stopped laughing, the mocking expression on his face was no longer so blatant.

Only then did Ling Yao relax a little.

As a result, the next second, she realized that he was too happy.Because Gojo Satoru answered her, "Is it funny for you to ask me? Think about it for yourself, isn't it funny?"

"..." Ling Yao pursed her lips, "I won't ask any more."

Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest sense of making people unhappy again, "Quickly ask."

"I won't ask."

"Then don't mention that guy in the future."

Ling shook, "...that guy?"

Gojo Satoru: "It's that Zhizakura!!! Ever since you saw something unknown in the memory of this curse spirit, you have been making trouble with me because of this name. I obviously don't even know who this person is!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes and squinted at her with thin eyelids, "Are you sure you saw me as a child? Are you right?"

Ling Yao quickly retorted, "How could I admit my mistake?"

Wujo Wu snorted coldly, and smiled half-heartedly, "You haven't seen me when I was a child, so it's not impossible to admit your mistakes."

"But the person in the dream said your name, I can't get it wrong."

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows leisurely: "It's not impossible that you got it wrong."

Ling Yao: "Absolutely not!"

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, clasped it on top of her head, and turned her to the curse spirit again, "Then prove it to me, and ask quickly!"

"..."

Ling Yao was forced to look at the curse spirit with her head held down.

But the mantra doesn't know what's going on, his pupils are out of focus, and he has been in a state of distraction. According to Gojo Wu, it really looks like he was locked up.

This also made her feel very confused. She had never used her ability to pretend to be a curse spirit before. At most, she hid snacks or something, and she couldn't tell whether it was really her fault.

After a while, the curse spirit still didn't respond.

Ling Yao sighed, gave up, and suggested: "How about... I let you enter her heart and see for yourself?"

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows, looked at her for a while, and then grinned: "That's fine."

Ling Yao breathed a sigh of relief, ready to release Liu Ying.

At this time, Gojo Satoru added another sentence: "You go in with me."

With a pause, Ling Yao said, "I don't need to go in... I've already seen it."

Gojo Satoru smiled brightly: "You only have to agree to this choice."

"..."

Ling Yao hesitated and said: "But, our consciousness has penetrated into her inner world, what if someone attacks us outside?"

Gojo Satoru pointed to the sky, and said slowly: "This tent I set up prohibits everyone from entering."

"Alright then." Ling Yao continued to use the ability to enter the heart of the curse spirit.

Fireflies flew past, and stars twinkled, silently flickering between her and Gojo Satoru.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw the picture I saw before again.

Since this is the memory of the curse spirit, the perspective is from her point of view. You can see her happily painting her eyebrows and lips, and see her expectantly looking forward to it with the sisters who came with her.

Then, Gojo Satoru, who was a child, walked into the courtyard under the leadership of the servant.

On his still childish face, his expression was indifferent, like a god who stayed out of the matter, only looking at the offerings in the world indifferently, but he didn't understand human nature.

Those ice-blue eyes are as cold as inorganic gems, and in the bright and bright light, they are so clear that there is no trace of love.

The wind blew past, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown away, and the ends of the hair fluttered coldly in the wind.

The following conversations and chats were scenes that Ling Yao had already seen.

At this time, Gojo Satoru's voice came from next to his ear: "Which one of those Sakura branches are you talking about?"

"..."

Ling Yao wondered: "This is something that happened when you were a child, why did you come to ask me instead? Shouldn't it be me who asked you?"

Gojo Satoru: "In theory, you should be the one who asked me. But, this, this, this, this, are all servants of my family, and they are still working in my house. I have no impression of those girls standing in the courtyard , but I probably remember such a thing, my old man insisted on thinking that I was lonely without friends, and found many people of the same age, both men and women, but they were all kicked out by me. I don’t know what you said Which is the branch cherry tree?"

Ling Yao: "...I don't know either."

Gojo Satoru was laughed angrily by her, "Didn't you already read it?"

Ling Yao whispered, "Only the name appeared, I haven't seen it before."

"..."

Gojo Gojo endured it, squinted his eyes and said, "Ling Yao, you'd better—"

"Wait, wait, don't talk!" Ling Yao suddenly interrupted his unspoken threat.

"?"

In the tranquility after being forcibly interrupted, in the memory picture before him, the young Gojo Satoru said to the servant, "Where is Zhiying?"

Ling Yao quickly said: "Look, there really is this person. Your servant mentioned it, and I will mention it later."

The second time I mentioned Zhiying, it was the servant who saw the young Gojo Gojo leaving without looking back, and asked him where he was going.

The young Wujo Satoru said, go to graft Sakura and come back.

The picture of memory almost stops here.

Ling Yao hurriedly proved to Gojo Wu that she wasn't talking nonsense, "Look, there is such a person, but this curse spirit doesn't seem to have seen her before, so I can't see who she is. But, she should be very important , otherwise you wouldn’t have left so many people here and left just to pick her up.”

Gojo Satoru sneered, "So this is really important?"

Ling Yao blinked blankly, "Isn't it important? Your Patriarch has arranged for you so many people waiting here, and you don't even look at them, and go directly to others. Isn't that important? You Disobeying the elders because of her..."

Gojo Satoru sneered again: "My old man has been pissed off by me as many times as this one."

"..."

"I thought how important it was. It turned out that it was just letting the people the old man recruited hang out. Then let me tell you, this is not the first time, and every time the ending is left like this by me. And—" He lazily emphasized: "If it's disobedience just to leave people alone, then I kicked out the troublesome people later, isn't that considered a big rebellion?"

"..."

"Tch." Gojo Gojo sneered nonchalantly, "Is there any more? If not, go out."

"..."

"say."

"It should be gone..."

Come out of the memory of the curse spirit.

The woods were still the same as before, without any changes, including the stupid look of the curse spirit, showing no signs of regaining consciousness.

However, I have also read the memory, and it seems that there is no need to ask again.

Ling Yao once again shrunk the mantra into the size of Liuying, and put it in her palm.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru also closed the account.

When I turned around, I didn't forget to warn her, "In the future, don't be awkward with me because of some people I don't remember at all, do you hear me? It doesn't matter if it's someone I know, I don't even know who this Zhiying is, I really don't know. I understand why you care about this person."

Ling Yao still intuitively believed that the name was very important, so she struggled for the last time and asked, "Do you really have no impression? Not at all?"

Wujo Wu looked over, his eyelids were cold, "How many times have I answered you? One, one, all, no, yes."

Angry and speechless, he reached out and rubbed her head, shaking it vigorously, as if to see if there was water in her head.

Ling Yao: "Then... alright. But, after all, it's someone I played with when I was a child, how come I don't have the slightest impression?"

"Oh, I have a little impression." He said flatly.

The bell rang, "What is it?"

Gojo Satoru sneered: "I have an impression of the name Zhiying, but her surname is Ishi, which I have a strong impression of."

Ling shook her eyelashes and asked tentatively, "Then...then can you tell me?"

He lowered his eyes, looked at her with thin eyelids, a smile curled up on his lips, and said slowly: "I is a well-known magic clan in the magic world. Although it is not as good as the Yusan family, it is also a well-known clan. Back then, conjurers from a family were quite envied in the conjuration world."

"This is not a memory about me, is it? Just ask anyone and you will know." He said.

"..."

Ling Yao was startled, and a thought popped up in her heart: "So, you grew up together as childhood sweethearts?"

He sneered, and said in a nonchalant tone, "That's not the case."

"Does your family have a bad relationship with the Yishi family?"

"Ah, that's not true. It's a family that was destroyed when I was young. In that accident, no one survived." Gojo Satoru thought about her words and laughed, "Childhood sweetheart? How is that possible."

"..."

Gojo Satoru patted her on the head, "Did you hear that? Don't mention it again!"

The bell rang in a muffled voice: "Yes."

Hearing her sullen tone, Wutiao Wule was happy, "What are you upset about?"

"..." Ling Yao still lowered her head and whispered, "I always feel that I don't know what I want to know."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "What else?"

"It's just... I want to know something about you." Ling Yao lowered her head, unconsciously pinching the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

This is the first time she feels that she doesn't know anything about Wujo Wu, what is the Yusanjia, what is Liuyan, and what kind of life he lived when he was young.

Things that she seldom paid attention to before suddenly became very important at this moment, making her feel that she knew too little, so little that she needed to peep a little perspective from other people's memories.

The light and shadow in front of him changed.

It was Wujo squatting in front of her, with small sunglasses hanging on the tip of her nose, those beautiful eyes, in the light of the twilight, staring straight at her.

The raised eyebrows and lips curved slightly, and when he spoke, his voice was low, with a rare softness in the banter, "Do you want to know me?"

Ling Yao lowered her head and nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Don't be so troublesome." Gojo Satoru supported his chin with one hand, tilted his head, and squatted in front of her, looking up at Minglan, "If you want to know anything, you can ask me, and if you don't want to know, you can also ask me. It's just such a small thing, As for being unhappy?"

The bell shook and paused for several seconds before lowering her eyes and saying, "But I don't know where to ask..."

"Then ask from when I was born?" His proposal was perfunctory.

"..." Ling shook, "I don't want it."

He smiled, with thin eyelashes, raised his hand and pinched her chin: "Then I'll tell you? I'll tell you from the time I was born?"

Ling Yao slapped his hand pinching her chin away, and whispered angrily: "But you don't remember everything."

"Then remember it." He pinched her again, not her chin this time, but her slightly puffed up face when she was angry, thinking it was very funny, "I'm so awkward, you don't want to be happy about such a trivial matter. "

"..."

This time the bell did not refute.

The little girl's face was soft and tender, and it was very soft when pinched. He was in a particularly good mood when he pinched it. After looking at her for a long time, he suddenly stopped calling her name.

"The bell rings."

"Ah."

He laughed, "Do you know—"

"...?"

He raised his eyes, smiled inexplicably, and said slowly: "When you start to be curious about a person, what does it mean?"

"..."

Ling Yao stopped breathing briefly, and in the confusion that emerged from the bottom of her heart, there was a certain answer ready to move. This kind of premonition made her heart beat tense and uneasy.

She looked at her and didn't say a word for a long time.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't seem to intend to let her answer, he smiled brightly, and put down his hand pinching her face, "This means—"

His drawn-out long voice deliberately paused here.

When Ling Yao didn't know what he would say, he stood up and hugged her in the next second.

Suddenly feeling weightless, she hurriedly put her arms around his neck, and put it down nervously.

Gojo Satoru laughed again, and glanced down: "Did you do it on purpose? Every time I remind you to hug you tightly, right?"

"..." Ling Yao hesitated and reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulders, "You didn't finish talking just now, what do you mean?"

Gojo Satoru laughed, looked down, his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and he said flatly, "Are you sure you want to ask me?"

"..."

Ling Yao didn't know why he said that, "Can't I ask?"

The corners of his lips were curved, and he said lightly: "You can ask, but I'm afraid you won't admit the answer."

"What is it?"

He looked at her, and said slowly: "This means, you like me very much."

Bell shakes: "...?"

She opened her mouth, ready to say something.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and continued: "And I like it so much that I can't help myself—"

"?" Ling Yao's nervousness just now disappeared.

Seeing the little girl turn away her eyes expressionlessly, Gojo Satoru stopped the joke and chuckled.

That laughter came from his chest, and Ling Yao was hugged in his arms, feeling a slight tremor.

Then she heard him say, "This is my wish."

Ling Yao was startled, then looked up at him again.

He was still looking straight ahead without intersecting eyes. Looking up, he could see his tight jaw, the broken hair on his forehead, and the faint smile on his lips. His appearance was arrogant and flamboyant.

He said, "But it should be done soon, Ringer?"