I make a lot of money from vests

A few candies were dropped from the roof, and Gojo Satoru caught the scattered candies with the courier in his arms.

"Jie, don't be so arrogant in front of your executioner."

Xia Youjie jumped off the roof, and the five cassocks on his body flew up and the corners of his clothes landed lightly like fluttering butterflies.

He shrugged and said indifferently, "You want to kill me?"

Gojo Wujo frowned unhappily, and hammered his shoulder with his fist: "Don't ask me to join such an interesting thing as assassinating the high-level mantra. Xia Youjie and our friendship will end in ten seconds."

Xia Youjie peeled off a piece of candy and threw it in his mouth, his gaze passed over the strangely shaped courier in his hand, and he said vaguely, "Mr. Ye Moth is not angry, is he?"

Gojo Wu opened the courier, and said angrily: "Mr. Yemo is so angry, all the anger has been spilled on me, this pot."

Xia Youjie smiled and said, "Anyway, you're used to being blamed."

Gojo Satoru warned him: "You broke into the high-level mantra and almost killed them, which made them feel a sense of crisis. Some kind of cooperation has been reached between the high-level and the Zenyuan family. Even the Zenyuan family has intervened to hunt you down. Now you go back to the high-level mantra. It's unwise."

Sitting on the porch, Xia Youjie said disdainfully, "Families from the Chanyuan? I haven't had time to find them yet."

Gojo Satoru finally opened the express delivery.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and took out the contents of the box.

Xia Youjie hesitated, "Is this... an erhu?"

Gojo Satoru played the strings on the erhu: "Prank?"

He dialed the phone number left on the courier and asked who sent the courier.

Xia Youjie fiddled with the erhu curiously, and began to play it decently, the sound was harsh and unpleasant.

Gojo Satoru didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It was sent directly from the custom shop. It was said that it was custom-made by a gentleman with silver hair and natural curly hair a few months ago, and asked them to deliver it to the door on time today."

Gojo Satoru flipped through the courier box and found the letter the boss said in the box.

Gojo Satoru opened the letter, and Xia Youjie who was next to him moved over to watch with him the letter left by the gentleman with silver hair and natural curly hair.

Ah Yin specially made the erhu for you with the money I borrowed from you.

Wearing sunglasses and sitting under the flyover playing the erhu, you can definitely kill the film cubs under the flyover.

Ah Yin gave you a birthday present, remember to send it back to my villa on Ah Yin’s birthday, the principle of reciprocity is understood by individuals, if you don’t understand it, you are not human!

It's agreed, I will give you a villa next year, that's all, if you receive the erhu, go to perform under the overpass as soon as possible.

Maybe you can meet a beautiful younger sister who appreciates the erhu, and end your *male body.

The signature is: You owe Sakata Gintoki of a villa.

Gojo Satoru crumpled up the letter and threw it on the ground, together with Erhu.

Xia Youjie couldn't help laughing: "Giving the erhu as a birthday present is indeed something Yinshi can do."

He picked up Gojo Satoru's lost letter and spread it out, the letter paper was sticky and stained with sugar.

Gojo Satoru picked up the erhu on the ground, curled his lips and said angrily: "A villa? I'll burn him a haunted house with many ghost servants later."

Xia Youjie folded the letter paper and put it in his clothes. He said goodbye, "Wu, see you next year."

Gojo Satoru didn't look back, and waved his hand in response: "See you next year."

But asking each other the way to go and respecting each other is the tacit understanding between them.

The door was closed, and only one of the three rooms in this row was still occupied.

Even in daytime, there is silence.

Gojo Satoru had already written a few pages of reply letters eloquently, most of which were greetings to Sakata Gintoki.

After the letter paper burned, black ashes fell to the ground, and light smoke rose into the air, swaying through the window, and drifting into the clouds.

The wind chimes under the eaves rang.

Ding--

The reply was blown by the wind, "jingling" like a song.

Gojo Satoru pushed open the door, closed his eyes and heard the sound of wind chimes.

He opened his eyes, and his blue pupils met the light.

There is an erhu standing on the window behind it, which is incompatible with the overall decoration style of the room.

"Want a villa, dream."

The door slammed shut, and the wind chimes under the eaves were shaken violently.

It seems to be dissatisfied with Gojo Satoru.

A miserable sound came from the room, startling the passing cats.

Wujo Satoru was immersed in the music, complacent.

"Isn't it just the erhu, you can learn it easily."

[The task has been completed, please draw a new task and a new vest. ]

Familiar location, familiar pop-up advertisement.

Yuan Yi sat on the side of the road, flip flops dangling, long hair tied up in a mess behind his head casually, his face was pale, he looked like an otaku who stayed at home all year round and didn't see the sun.

"What if I don't smoke?" Yuan Yi is now full of anger and wants to settle accounts with the system.

[Please draw new missions and new vests. ]

"This time I jumped the prophet, the ultimate task is really to gain the friendship of the hot-blooded boys... Can you have something new?"

The temporary exorcising the curse spirit task is included in the last entrustment of the house of masters, and the ultimate task can be started after completion.

After exorcising the curse spirit, 100 entrusted tasks in Master House have been completed, and "Martin Morning" has started the ultimate task.

The ultimate mission had just started, and he was told that the ultimate mission had been completed.

[Ultimate mission of the Conjuration Academy: Obtain the friendship of the strongest conjurers Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie. ]

[The ultimate task has been completed, reward special gift package x1. ]

[Please choose the way to escape from the High School of Magic:

[-]. Died of diabetes.

[-]. The spell-returning high school was struck by lightning and died.

[-]. Exorcising the curse spirit failed and resulted in death. ]

"...Is there a normal way to get out, die of diabetes, and I don't want to lose face?"

No one is normal, how big a mistake did he make to be struck to death by lightning?And this failure to exorcise the curse spirit, if the news of the death is sent back, Gojo Satoru will definitely laugh at it!

[Escape method five: In order to protect the 151 villagers in the village, they fought desperately with the special magic spirit and died. ]

Yuan Yi thought about it: "That's it, the way of exiting like a hero, with such a heroic death, is to the extent that I can set up a sculpture for me in the High School of Conjuration."

[You have chosen the fifth way to escape, the damage to the vest is 65%. ]

This was the last sound Yuan Yi heard before his consciousness disappeared.

After waking up, he returned to the place where he was first reached by the broken pop-up advertisement.

Yuan Yi felt some pain in his waist, and he lifted off his loose T-shirt, revealing his pale to sickly skin.

There was an obvious scabbed wound on his waist, Yuan Yi observed carefully and judged that it was caused by being stabbed by a sharp object.

"Explain, I didn't have this wound before I fell into a coma, what did you do to me? Did you sell my kidney?!"

"Martin Morning" retrieved the memories of different timelines in the same time and space, and obtained the reason why Yuan Yi had more wounds on his body.

[According to the test, all your body functions are intact, and you are not short of liver or kidney. ]

The window of the passing car was pulled down, and an unknown object was thrown from the car, drawing a perfect parabola in the air, and it fell into Yuan Yi's arms accurately.

Yuan Yi, who was about to continue questioning the system, was sluggish.

He lowered his head, and the first thing he saw was the super dazed hairstyle.

sea ​​urchin?

Yuan Yi pinched the bristling hair, and picked up the unknown thing in his arms.

The four eyes met, and Yuan Yi saw his sloppy self in the deep blue eyes of the other party.

"It's not a sea urchin, but a child?"

Because of pulling his hair, the boy's scalp was tense, he was obviously much calmer than Yuan Yi, calmly said: "Let go."

Yuan Yi hastily let go of the hand holding his hair.

The gathered hair spread out, and returned to the froze sea urchin head.

Yuan Yi smiled awkwardly: "Little friend, the hairstyle is very special."

The boy with the special hairstyle had a flat expression on his face. He moved his ankles, frowned and let out a "hiss".

Yuan Yi moved to the side, at a loss.

Which unscrupulous person actually threw a child out of the car window.

Yuan Yi tentatively asked, "Little friend?"

"Zen Yuan Hui."

The boy put his hands in his pockets and said his name coolly.

Yuan Yi hesitated, "Do you need help calling the police?"

Zenyuan Hui said coldly: "No need."

He took a step to the side and sat a meter away from Yuanyi.

The exposed right ankle is red and swollen, and it should be twisted.

Yuan Yi kept rolling his eyes, what should he do?What should I say?

Why did he meet such an outrageous and embarrassing situation?

If I had known earlier, I should have taken the task and the vest and left here, otherwise I would not have encountered such a death situation.

Yuan Yi stood up, patted the ashes on his pants, he squeezed out an ugly smile, and said, "Zenyuan...Little Hui, I'm leaving first."

Chanyuanhui gave a cold "hmm".

Yuan Yi walked a few steps, then backed away, and asked again: "Is there really no need to call the police?"

Zen Yuanhui looked up at him, not like a four or five-year-old child at all, so mature that Yuan Yi thought he was facing an adult.

"unnecessary."

Yuan Yi scratched his head in embarrassment, turned and left.

"Wait." Zen Yuanhui suddenly stopped him.

"Do you need to call the police?" Yuan Yi asked.

"Lend me your mobile phone." He took out a few coins from his pocket and handed them to him.

Yuan Yi took out his mobile phone from his pocket, he tried it, and his mobile phone can call anyone.

It's supposed to be "Morning Martin" that got a makeover.

[Yes, your cell phone is connected to "Morning Martin" and can call anyone through the system without leaving any messages. ]

[This function is a welfare function and is not charged. ]

Yuan Yi: "..."

Chanyuan Hui took the phone and put the coin in Yuan Yi's hand.

He tapped the keyboard quickly, his slightly baby-fat face tensed.

"beep……"

Zen Yuanhui's lips were tightly pressed into a thin line, and he was waiting for the call to be connected.

A few seconds later, a man's lazy and impatient voice came from the phone.

"Hey?"

"Chanyuan Shier, you are sick."

After finishing speaking, Zen Yuanhui had a cold face, and quickly hung up the phone without waiting for a response from the other party.

When the call came, Zenyuan Hui blocked the call quickly and returned the phone to Yuan Yi.

"Thank you." The boy said these two words stiffly.

Yuan Yi took the phone and put it in his pocket together with a few coins given to him by Zen Yuanhui.

He hesitated, "Then I'm leaving?"

Chanyuan Hui nodded, sitting alone by the side of the road.

"Morning Martin" is a timely reminder.

[Please draw new missions and new vests as soon as possible. ]

Yuan Yi turned his head, the little boy was still sitting there.

Sparrows flew over his head, chirping.

Pedestrians came and went in a hurry, he looked at the flow of people with lowered eyes, he didn't care about others or himself.

Yuan Yi sighed, walked back quickly, and sat next to him.

Zen Yuanhui raised her head, her eyes were heavy, and a trace of doubt flashed across her eyes.

"Children in the Zen Academy, let me take you home."

Chanyuanhui didn't appreciate it, and moved to the side, and didn't like people approaching him.

"unnecessary."

Yuan Yi calmly took out the phone: "Then I'd better call the police."

Chanyuanhui suddenly stood up and snatched his mobile phone: "Don't meddle in your own business."

Yuan Yi said seriously: "You look like you are going to cry."

Chanyuan Hui gave him a fierce look, like a ferocious beast, showing its sharp fangs.

"I do not have!"

Yuan Yi said indifferently: "You didn't, I was about to cry, I was so anxious that I couldn't help the children that I was about to cry."

What an awkward little brat.

As it was getting dark, Yuan Yi sat with him for a long time until the street lights came on.

Zen Yuanhui suddenly said: "I'm not going home, I'm going to the bar to find someone."

Yuan Yi stretched, yawned, and said vaguely, "Let's go, I'm going to the bar for a drink too."

Zenyuanhui reported a bar, and Yuanyi Navigation found that it was not far from them.

When entering the bar, the gatekeeper stopped them.

"Sir, children are not allowed in, please settle the children down before coming back."

Yuan Yi sniffed his nose and wiped away the tears that didn't exist: "I brought the child here to find my mother who doesn't come home at night. A friend saw her in this bar."

No matter how Yuan Yi made up the story, the guards did not let them in.

Yuan Yi moved his wrist, and while the guard wasn't paying attention, he slashed him unconscious with a knife.

He entered the bar with a child and instantly attracted the attention of the bar insiders.

Yuan Yi pushed Zenyuanhui down and looked around.

"Go and find your mommy who stays out all night and drinks alcohol at the bar."