Illness Men's Manual

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"Shimenawa?"

Yuri and Wuzhi stared at the hemp rope with the yellow bell tied in each other's hands, and their faces were really not very good.

After all, many outrageous things have been done by this thing, and this is also the key prop for Gojo Satoru to trouble her.

"Oh, this magic tool is really useful." Gojo Satoru twirled the rope in his hand, smiling like a master of letters.

"How to use it?" Yuri frowned, ignoring the big white cat that was eager to try, and recalled: "I remember that this kind of thing has a lot of restrictions."

The picture of her in Wutiaowu routines back then is still vivid in my mind.

Using the relationship as a bondage, the bastard manipulated her into a dream.

"The formation of the so-called relationship is based on bondage." Gojo Satoru pushed down the round-framed sunglasses to divert the topic, and sat next to Wuzhi to explain seriously.

"Without this restriction, the shimenawa is just an ordinary magic tool to open the boundary, and both parties have the right to leave or enter."

Yuwuzhi moved aside, lost in thought.

"With the strength of the two-faced Su Nuo, even one finger can easily open the field. I guess the reason why he is useless is because of Youren."

Assuming that the consciousness of Polygonum cuspidatum Yuren is in the domain of the two-faced Su Nuo, if it is not opened, it cannot be entered through any channel.

Gojo Satoru also took advantage of the situation and moved towards Kiriori, arms and arms stuck together in a rather intimate posture, and suddenly raised a sentence, trying to divert her attention.

"so!"

Wuzhi and Wuzhi moved their gazes to the rope in each other's hands.

"We need to use shimenawa to divide an area, and thus enter Youruhito's consciousness."

Having an epiphany with Wuzhi, "Is it a dream again?"

"That's right!"

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, and handed over the magic tool in his hand with his eyebrows bent.

To be honest, Yuwuzhi doesn't really want to find out about other people's dreams, but after thinking about it, Fu Heihui and the artifacts who are still fighting with the two-faced Su Nuo will be very troublesome if they don't solve it.

Can only try this method.

Gojo Satoru pulled up and Kirori's fingertips stroked the upper veins carefully, feeling the surge of power gradually pouring into the white silver thread entangled on it.

The dazzling light will illuminate Kiriori's face more and more transparently, and Gojo Satoru's eyes will become extremely soft without any trace of fireworks.

It's still the same as before.

She who can't be looked at directly is as bright and clear as ever.

If she is dragged down to the human world, she will lose her most dazzling light, just like a corpse frozen in the underground icehouse of Wujo's house, people cannot expect her to open her eyes.

There was no movement for a long time.

Looking sideways with Wuzhi, he broke into a clear and bright blue.

Ding--

The whole world fell into silence.

"Take dreams as the boundary."

The places where the two were located were switched instantly. After the glaring light was followed by a refreshing cool breeze, her vision gradually became clearer and she could see the magnificent scenery clearly.

Even more endlessly blue than the blue coastline.

If you use the beauty of the world to describe it, there is no second place.

Weaving with the fog for a moment, I thought of Gao Tianyuan floating above the clouds, where the weight gods lived, even more magnificent and vast than that.

It made her a little dazed.

"Then, let's go to the dreamland of that child Youruhito, shall we?"

Gojo Satoru, who quietly appeared behind him, laughed softly, tied the rope around their wrists, and muttered regretfully, "It would be great if it was red."

"hurry up."

After recovering with Kiriori, he tugged on the shimenawa on his wrist.

"Okay."

There was another burst of glare, resisting the discomfort, Yuori slightly raised his hand to cover his eyes, while the other hand was wrapped into the opponent's wide palm with a thin callus.

Hold hands across the gaps in the world.

It seems that a hundred years have passed in this world, and they meet again after another life.

Wuzhi couldn't help being distracted.

If Gojo Satoru is a god...

Then there will no longer be any gods in this world.

The instant he landed with Kiriori, he withdrew his thoughts and let go of the opponent's hand.

As a result, it was pulled up again in the next second.

Yuwuzhi raised his eyelids: "?"

"I'm the master of the magic tool. If you don't follow me well, you will be rejected." Gojo Satoru can always find a favorable and fair reason for himself.

Whether you believe it or not, if you don't hold him, even if you can't go out, you will be kicked out by him, and then he will ask you to do it again in a tone of 'calling you disobedient'.

Ah.

And Wuzhi remained unmoved.

"I'm serious, ah, I saw Yuren."

Yuwuori really didn't have time to take care of him, so he hurried forward.

Knotweed Youruhito's dream is very simple, clean with a sense of chaos and youthfulness of a teenager, the overall color is warm orange, but a bit gray.

"Five, five teachers...?"

The boy with thin vine-colored hair curled up in a corner, looked up and was stunned when he heard the movement.

Why is Wujo teacher here?

And holding a girl?

"Hey, it looks like you're very energetic." Gojo Satoru greeted naturally with his spare hand, "Can you sense what's going on outside?"

"Yes... Classmate Fuhei and others are still holding that guy back..." Yuzu Yuhito's voice was a little choked up, and his expression was extremely depressed.

So this doesn't look like a spirit.

Yuwuori stared at the side face of Yuzu Yuhito, not only was there blood and scars on his body, but the two broken hands were not taken back here.

Is it because I reject the existence of the two-faced Su Nuo from the bottom of my heart, so I didn't accept Su Nuo's reversal technique in my consciousness?

"Ah, I seem to have seen you before..." Yuzu Yuuhito noticed Yuri, looked up at her, and murmured: "I seem to have seen you a long time ago..."

"Ah."

Yuwuzhi landed in front of him, and stretched out his fingertips to touch his forehead.

Gojo Satoru was also taken a step closer, but he didn't make a sound, but watched all this quietly.

The white light from the fingertips wrapped around the severed hand of Yuzu Yuhito, gradually returning to its original appearance.

He looked down at his severed hand returning to its original state, and the look of surprise was only fleeting, and then he lowered his eyes: "Thank you...but it's useless."

"I……"

"...I'm dead already."

There was an inaudible tremor at the end, choked and helpless.

After all, he is only a teenager in his fifteenth or sixteenth year. Although his physique and ability to accept are very strong, he is also vulnerable. The scene suddenly changed into a ward.

What his grandfather said to him before he died turned out to be a curse in his heart.

"Are you sad for your death, or for your wrong death?" You Wuzhi also lowered his eyes, and his cold voice couldn't wake up any teenagers who were addicted to failure.

"I, I... oh..."

Knotabagi Yuhito broke down and cried aloud, sobbing so hard that he couldn't make any response.

But he didn't think it should be like this.

Shouldn't.

Shouldn't.

Shouldn't.

He couldn't even choose his own death, so what ability would he have to guide others to die correctly? !

He saw the strength of Wuzhi and Gojo-sensei, no matter who they were, they could deal with the current double-faced Su Nuo, and he was useless except to hold back.

Neither Wuzhi nor Gojo Satoru made a sound, quietly listening to the syllables of the boy crying and choking.

Until the ward was gradually covered by dusk, Gojo Gojo just wanted to reach out and rub the other person's head but stopped, smiling and sighing.

"Sure enough, he is still a child, but Yuren is the most special child I have ever seen."

"Special, special? Because I'm a container?"

Knotabagi Yuhito cried intermittently, but he couldn't become what Teacher Wujo said he expected.

"No." Gojo Satoru raised his head and pointed at the dusk outside the window, "Because even so, Youruhito's dream is only dusk, you have a heart that will never be dusted."

Knotabagi Yuhito looked out of the window he was pointing to with tears in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "But... isn't it night after the dusk."

"But there's nothing worse than that."

Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed, turned to Wuzhi and asked, "Isn't it?"

The color of youth certainly ends at dusk.

"Night is a color that you can still accept after you understand everything." Yuwuzhi said softly, "Never be afraid of the night, it is the law of the world, the law of nature, and a peaceful self."

"..."

The tears in the eyes of Knotabagi Youroto reflected a trace of bewilderment.

"Ha." Gojo Satoru laughed heartily, and was glared back by Yuwuzhi again.

The relaxed atmosphere of the two of them from the beginning to the end seems to have infected the knotweed Yujin, and there is even an illusion that it is not that serious.

He hiccupped a few times, looked into Yuzhi's eyes, and asked devoutly: "So, how can I fight against Su Nuo...to reach such a night."

Yuwuzhi's eyes suddenly softened, she scratched the blood stains on the cheek of Knotweed Yuren with her fingertips, coincident with the children in the temple thousands of years ago.

"You were the same then as you are now."

"Seek benevolence."

Knotabagi Youruhito silently recited the other party's words in his heart, hesitantly raised his head.

"You may feel angry and incomprehensible when you say it this way, but you are the two-faced Su Nuo, and the double-faced Su Nuo is also you."

Yuriori threw out such a message that was like a bomb to Yuzu Yujin, he couldn't accept that such a guy was himself, both physically and psychologically.

Even trembling and trembling all over.

"You are an exception. Good and evil are separated with a clear boundary. Thousands of years ago, you and Su Nuo were the same body. After death, you turned into a Buddha in the flesh, and Su Nuo turned into an evil ghost."

Yuri Kiriori's tone was calm from the beginning to the end, without any narrow meaning or personal color, just simply stating the fact and truth.

"So it is."

Gojo Satoru nodded thoughtfully.

"So the reason why the two-faced Nuo was really sealed at that time?"

"When the conjurer encircled and suppressed the two-faced Su Nuo that day, I killed the body Buddha at the same time, and the severely damaged double-faced Su Nuo was temporarily sealed."

No one knew why the two-faced Su Nuo was defeated in that battle.

In exchange for a wish with Wuzhi in exchange for the qualification to be promoted to Gaotianyuan, the matter has come to an end.

The reason for the excessive amount of information made Knotabagi Youren unable to recover for a long time, the tears on his face had completely dried up, and his eyes were empty.

"So why don't you kill me..." he muttered, "No... I will still die after eating all of Su Nuo's fingers, so is this the most correct death for me?"

Yuwuzhi suddenly retorted: "Not necessarily."

"Dying for that guy won't be the most correct death, but it must be the most wasteful death."

"..." Waves, waste?

Knotabagi Yuhito became more and more at a loss.

Gojo Satoru's fingertips slightly covered the curvature of the corners of his lips, as if he had comprehended Kiriori's thoughts, and turned his head to look at her at this moment.

Why would a guy like this exist, exuding every scent he liked?

Too exaggerated.

Is it predestined or a stalk of past and present life?

Yuwuzhi narrowed his eyes, held up the face of Yuzu Yujin and said softly: "According to your desired goal, issue a repressive challenge to Su Nuo, return to your proper position, and exercise your due rights. "

"This is the only way to seek kindness, Yourren."

"It's done, let Youren handle the rest by himself?"

Gojo Satoru walked out of the dream with Kiriori, humming a little tune in a good mood, and took out a box of iced wagashi from the refrigerator in the guest room.

"Are you so relieved to let him negotiate with the two-faced Su Nuo?"

No matter what Yuwuzhi thinks, he is still not at ease. Although the two-faced Su Nuo can heal his heart and does not want to give up this physical body, his city is far deeper than that of Knotweed Yuren.

No matter what language traps are set, in order to return to the present world, Su Nuo will never let go of any opportunity.

"I've already told him. After all, we are just his teachers, and the practice still depends on the individual." Gojo Satoru chewed on the snack carelessly.

Yuwuzhi: "What are we?"

"Ah, even if the child has a firm heart, after all, he is still young and can't use his own spell power. Don't you trust me to teach him completely?"

There was silence with Kiriori.

"I'll bring him back to the shrine to teach..." The voice stopped suddenly.

The other nineteen fingers are still sealed in her shrine. What is the difference between bringing Knotweed Yuren back and feeding him directly?

Gojo Wu raised his lips and said slowly with his legs crossed: "And there is a high probability that Youruto will not agree. He has a very good relationship with his classmates and teachers."

Then there is only one way.

"Then I'll come here every day..." Yuwuzhi tried to struggle.

"Eh? Don't outsiders think it's strange? An invisible person is teaching Youruhito? There will be a lot of weird remarks, aren't you afraid of some psychological trauma for a child of this age?"

——80.00% of his psychological trauma can only come from you! ! ? ?

Yuwuzhi held back his anger: "My human body is gone."

Gojo Satoru came to her with the box in his arms, surrounded by the sweet smell of icing sugar, and said with a smile: "I have it, it's frozen in the basement, and I didn't even hand it over to Nitro for dissection. If I really dissect you Can it still be used?"

"Speak the key."

"Ah." Gojo Goto raised his head, and after stuffing the last wagashi, he said inarticulately: "If you come back as a human body, you can teach in a high school like me, wouldn't it be good?"

"..."

"how is this possible?"

After a moment of strange silence with Kiriori, he retorted that the astral body incident and the high school invasion incident should be known to everyone in the magic world, and they must have been recorded in the book.

"It's very simple, just change your name and surname."

Gojo Gojo was like an expensive cat, licking the white icing on his fingertips gracefully and calmly, with a triumphant smile in his blue eyes.

"And it's a surname with absolute weight at the top."