Illness Men's Manual

Yuwuzhi immediately violated the confidentiality principle of Wujo Wu, and told Jiarui the truth.

"So this is ah……"

Jia Ruozi opened the door of her room, put one hand into the pocket of her white coat, leaned against the door and stared at her indifferently: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in these things."

Yuriori immediately didn't know what to say, went in and opened the curtains.

She wouldn't be living here anyway.

Gaozhuan's protective barrier has become stronger, but the barrier formed by magic power still can't stop her footsteps.

"..." Jiarui Nizi forgot what he was supposed to do, put his head on the door and quietly watched the girl by the window, all of them were marked by the years.

Only her, nothing seemed to have changed.

Whether it's age, appearance or the vague sense of alienation, Jia Ruozi subconsciously touched the tear mole under his eyes, no, one thing has changed.

Yuwuzhi turned around, but saw Jiarui Zhizi stretching out his hand towards her, with a gentle and undisciplined smile on his lips, and said words with a strong sense of time and space.

"Want to have dinner together?"

"The knotweed is really dead?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose grabbed Fu Heihui's collar in disbelief, her voice trembling slightly.

"..."

Fu Heihui couldn't bear to look away.

Mr. Gojo said that this matter must be kept secret until the exchange meeting. I'm sorry Nagasaki-san, but he can't reveal a word of it anyway.

He could only nod with difficulty.

"asshole……"

Nagasaki Wild Rose muttered in her mouth, and then punched the practice scarecrow bitterly, "Bastard!!"

She beat the scarecrow in the practice room as if venting, gritting her teeth to prevent the tears from falling from her eyes, but her hand became more and more fierce.

"..."

Fu Heihui didn't dare to look at her guilty, pursed his lower lip.

...you will be beaten to death the day you know the truth.

If he heard such a thing, what kind of reaction would he make?

Fu Heihui just sat in the middle of the rows of chairs, his chaotic thoughts made him keep flashing the images of that day, what would happen to him if Wuzhi didn't come that day?

If Knotabagi Yuren really regained his will, if the bad news he said came true.

so what?

"Hey."

Nagasaki Wild Rose's hoarse voice came, her slanted bangs blocked her eyes at the moment, and her sweat-wet clothes exuded a tenacious breath.

Fu Heihui came back to his senses, frowned and looked over.

I saw that she had stopped her crazy training, panting and leaning on her hips to practice the scarecrow, and made a rough voice that didn't fit the girl's personality.

"Be stronger."

For those who have passed away, and for those who are still alive.

"..."

Fu Heihui closed his eyes, waved away the messy images in his mind, got up suddenly and walked to the vending machine, stared down at the button on it and fell silent for a moment.

"……it is good."

"...I want a Coke."

"...Buy it yourself."

Fu Heihui pressed the oolong tea indifferently, but found that no matter how he ordered, the drink could not be served. He was a little sullen and kept pressing the coin return button.

"Hey what are you doing?"

Kagizaki Yarose asked impatiently, turning her head to the side.

"The vending machine seems to be broken." Fu Heihui replied without turning his head, and then a black shadow enveloped him, standing behind him holding the vending machine.

"That's wrong."

Fu Heihui stopped when he heard the familiar voice, and looked behind him with some doubts, only to see Gojo Satoru standing behind him carelessly, and Wuzhi who was expressionless.

Gojo Satoru laughed, raised a hand to him and said, "It should be like this."

Then slammed down towards the vending machine!

"Bam—!!"

Fu Heihui's shoulders trembled twice in fright, only to hear a dingling sound inside the vending machine, and he shrugged violently a few times before emitting a trail of white smoke.

Fu Heihui: "..."

He finally knew why the vending machine was always malfunctioning.

"Huh? Why is there no movement? I remember that it would be fine if it was like this before." Gojo Satoru looked up and down a little strangely, rubbing his jaw in puzzlement.

Fu Heihui was powerless: "...forget it."

"Will this kind of thing get better if you shoot it?"

Blinking with Kiriori, she seldom uses worldly devices, and Gojo Satoru bought her even a mobile phone last night.

Fu Heihui: "No."

Gojo Satoru squatted in front of the vending machine and studied carefully: "According to previous experience, it should be so."

Fu Heihui: "Not really."

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei also came over to watch, rubbed her nose and nodded: "The TV in my hometown is broken and my grandma likes to take pictures too, but it's really good..."

Fu Heihui: "I told you that it's not..."

"I'll try."

It was too late for Fu Heihui to explain, and Wu Zhi took two steps forward, then stretched out his hand and patted the vending machine vigorously.

Boom-! ! !

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound of a tractor inside the vending machine that had been turned off, followed by a few bangs, and the drinks on it began to drop continuously.

Everyone: "!!!!"

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment: "...Wow."

Nagasaki Wild Rose's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is too amazing!!"

"Is this all right?" Wuzhi frowned and stared at the bottles and jars that kept popping up from below, then picked up a bottle and handed it to Wild Rose.

Fu Heihui's expression froze for a second, and he said calmly, "No, this is a crime."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his nose: "... Well, I will pay anyway."

After hearing this, Fu Heihui slowly bent down to pick up a bottle of oolong tea, and silently added: "There is also repair fees."

"Thank you, is this a new classmate?" Nagasaki Yaqiangwei took the drink from Wuzhi and stared at her curiously. She always felt familiar, as if she had seen her somewhere.

"No, it's a new teacher." Gojo Satoru got up and put his hand on Yuri's shoulder naturally, with a very intimate attitude.

"Old, teacher!? You are lying! You are so young!?"

Fu Heihui glanced at Gojo Wu, and took a sip of tea calmly.

"Because of some reasons that I can't tell you, Wu-chan's surname is the same as Mr. Wujo's, so be careful to distinguish."

The two questioned at the same time: "Huh?"

After bidding farewell to the students, I walked into the building with Kiriori and Gojo Satoru. Although there were few people in the high school, there were a lot of necessary equipment, so many classrooms and activity rooms were vacant for a long time.

Of course, as a special school, there are also equipment that shouldn't be there.

Such as interrogation rooms and basements.

Gojo Satoru and Wuzhi came to the basement of Gaozhuan. This road can only be reached by crossing a confusing barrier. There are only a few small flames hanging on the dark corridor for illumination.

"Here, Yuren has woken up so I put him here."

Gojo Satoru opened the door of the room, but it was not as dark and messy as imagined. Instead, he furnished it spaciously and simply. The most conspicuous thing was the big-screen TV inside.

The teenager sitting on the sofa heard the movement and looked back: "Oh, Teacher Wutiao!"

"Yo, are you still used to it?"

Yuzu Yujin nodded, and said with a smile: "I think it's pretty good, I can eat, drink, and watch movies."

It seems to be recovering well.

Yuwuzhi felt the fluctuation of his body's mana power, which was much more stable than before.

It seems that Gojo Satoru is already teaching him.

"What deal did you make with the two-faced Su Nuo?"

Straight to the point with Wuzhi, the resurrection of Knotweed Yuren shows that his negotiation with the two-faced Su Nuo was successful, but what price did he pay?

"...That, after repairing my heart, he can take over my body for a limited time." Yuzuki Yuhito scratched his head, Jian and Wuori widened his eyes before hastily adding: "But only for 1 minute!"

"And he must not kill anyone in this minute, as evidenced by restraints!"

Unexpectedly, Yu Wuzhi's eyes widened even wider, and he couldn't believe it: "Liangsu Nuo is willing to agree to your conditions? What else can he do if he comes out and doesn't kill people?"

Five enlightenment hands.

"Hey, don't think of me as boring, woman."

A mouth suddenly appeared on the face of Yu Zhang Yourohito, the corners of the slightly parted lips revealed sharp fangs, and the low voice carried a strong sense of sneering.

but.

Only one mouth speaks.

And Wuzhi: "..."

"What? See that I can't even speak?" Two-faced Su Nuo taunted and Wu Zhi, and was slapped on the face by Knotweed Yuren immediately.

"Sorry sorry, he pops up like this sometimes..."

And Wuzhi: "..."

Could it be that Shan also got along with the two-faced Nuo thousands of years ago?

I fell into deep thought with Wuzhi, if this is the case, it seems understandable to be regarded as a different kind by the villagers at that time...

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still find it very interesting." Gojo Satoru bent down, pinched his chin and looked at the cheeks of Yuzu Yuren's cheeks, and the next moment, the two-faced Su Nuo's mouth appeared on the back of Yuzu Yuren's hands.

"You taught this brat to come and negotiate with me, how could this idiot have the guts."

"Hahahahaha." Gojo Satoru laughed heartily, then straightened his back and supported his forehead, and said, "You are really reluctant to part with this container, right, and this condition is too simple for you, you earned it with blood .”

That's right.

This kind of restraint is not rigorous at all.

He didn't kill people in this minute, it's just that he can't do it himself, whether it's controlling the curse or causing chaos, it's easy for him.

"Snapped!"

Knotabagi Youruto slapped himself again without hesitation.

I choked up with Wuzhi for a moment, this kind of body split is indeed very hard.

"Okay, it's time for Kirori-chan's teaching, so I'll go out first." Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, turned on the light and closed the door thoughtfully.

In the silent basement, there was only Kiriori and Knotabagi Yuhito staring at each other.

"Sit, sit down and talk?"

Kunzhang Youruhito subconsciously stepped back two steps, stammered a gesture of please, and became extremely stiff.

Wuzhi was not polite, sat down and looked at the boy in front of him, and said lightly: "Gojo Satoru will teach you things related to spell power, and I will teach you to use another kind of power."

"Another kind of power? Have I learned so much?" Knotabagi Yujin couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, "I can't even control the spell power..."

"It's different from mana power, it's not your innate power." Yuwuzhi raised his fingertips while talking, white light wrapped around his fingertips, with a calm and warm breath.

Contrary to mana power, it is born with the power to suppress mana power.

"This needs to be obtained from the feelings of others, so it can also be called—"

"The Power of Faith."

As long as the knotweed Youren can master these, he will be able to compete with the real Su Nuo one day in the future.