After being disabled, I become the strongest spell

Although Wujo Kong couldn't hear these words, his body seemed to be aware of subtle emotional fluctuations.He raised his hand and gently pressed it on his chest, feeling the beating heart through his clothes.

There are complex and unspeakable emotions in my heart.

And he, who was enjoying a horror and bloody movie at this time, shouldn't have these emotions.

Soon, Gojo Kong realized that this was not his emotion, but the emotion of his twin brother, Wujo Wu.

He suddenly lost the mood to continue watching the movie.

Limei beside him was keenly aware of his emotional changes, and subconsciously looked sideways. Before he could speak, he heard Wu Tiaokong say: "Limei, bring me my medicine."

Limei stood up silently, turned around and went to the study on the second floor, and fetched Wutiao the kinds of pills that Kongyuan used to take.

Pain Relief, Calm and Sleep.

Indispensable.

After changing the Yikui, Wujo Kong hadn't touched these pills for a while.These pills are highly effective, and excessive consumption will bring great negative effects to the body, so Kisuke Urahara banned his dosage.

It's just that Wujo Kong never cared about these.

At this time, he was very uncomfortable. The emotional fluctuations belonging to Gojo Satoru were not as strong as before, but they kept stabbing in his mind like a thorn, reminding Gojo Sora all the time, that brother's exist.

Fortunately, this skeleton has no heart disease.

After receiving the pills from Limei, Wujo Kong took out the two medicines of sedation and sleep, threw them into his mouth and swallowed them, the bitter taste of the medicines spread in his mouth immediately.

"I'm a little confused—" Gojo Sora leaned back on the sofa again, closed his eyes to rest, and quietly waited for the effect of the medicine to take effect, his voice was as soft as the wind: "Why can't escape the name' Wujo Wu's shackles?"

Rime was silent.

He knew that what Wujo Kong wanted was not the answer.

"It's like—" Wujo Sora suddenly raised his hand, simulating the movement of touching the ceiling, and his voice was bitingly cold: "I am a part of his soul."

"Can't escape, can't break free."

Only, real death can be resolved.

"Heh." Wutiao Kong smiled contemptuously, put down his hands, and returned his gaze to the TV screen. Unfortunately, he was no longer interested in the movie at this time, so he simply picked up the remote control and turned it off.

After a while, Limei found the reason.

"After Gojo Satoru left Gojo's house, he went to the cemetery to worship you on the way." Limei put away his phone and reported the latest news.

"Hmm... Did he say something like 'death doesn't make people feel at ease'?" Gojo Sora turned his head to look at Limei, after a little thought, he guessed why Gojo Satoru suddenly went to the cemetery.

This matter has something to do with Fu Hesher.

Although Fu Heisher didn't often appear beside him, after all, Wujo Satoru had seen the existence before, but Wujo Kong had died, so he could only think of it with Limei.

In this way, Gojo Satoru will be able to deduce the truth of the incident in Tennei soon, and learn that Gojo Sora is the mastermind behind it.

"Well... the result of this reasoning is quite satisfying." Gojo Sora said happily.

Although it was a year late, at least we found the truth.

At this moment, Limei opened the notebook and moved the camera to the cemetery, and as expected, he saw Gojo Satoru, and the words spoken by the other party were not much different from Gojo Sora's words.

Wujo Kong didn't admit that it was a reaction between the twins, it was just that he knew Wujo Wu.

Thinking of this, his mood suddenly became bad.

And the Wutiao family suffered.

Things are not going well.

The sale procedure, which should have been handled within one day, was forced to be delayed until the next day due to various unexpected circumstances.

And that's not the worst thing about it.

As long as the Wutiao family plans to sell the real estate under their name, no company is willing to buy it, and no one is interested in even putting it on the auction website.

Five patriarchs, one head and two big, are too busy to score/lack of skills.

It was delayed until the fourth day, and the interest on the huge sum became 4%. The speed of real estate sales did not improve, and there was another big problem in mobilizing funds.

Several banks blocked the huge sum of money at the same time, and asked Wutiao's family to submit a new application. However, the applications submitted several times seemed to disappear, and there was no news at all.

Even letting Patriarch Wutiao lose his temper in the study would not change any facts.

After all, even if the Gojo family is the head of the three royal families, it can only be regarded as the upper-middle class among the entire Japanese family.

Today, the sun is shining and the breeze is blowing

Urahara store

Limei pushed the wheelchair, followed by two men in black with umbrellas, shielding the white-haired boy in the wheelchair from the scorching sun.

Before approaching the Urahara store, Kisuke Urahara was standing at the door of the store, entertaining two boys and girls.

Hearing the rolling sound of the wheelchair, the three subconsciously looked over.

"Good day, Mr. Urahara." Gojo Sora greeted Kisuke Urahara, and then his eyes fell on the orange-haired boy and the black-haired girl, nodding and smiling at them both.

"Good day——" Urahara Kisuke's face was full of tiredness, the bloodshot eyes were clearly visible, and the two dark circles under his eyes were comparable to giant pandas, as if he hadn't had a good rest for a few days, he tried his best to entertain these guests.

"This matter-we will come to you next time."

Seeing other people coming to look for Kisuke Urahara, the black-haired girl looked around Gojo Sora and retracted her eyes, then waved to Kisuke Urahara, pulled the orange-haired boy beside her and ran away.

After both of them left, Gojo Sora looked at Kisuke Urahara apologetically, and said, "Sorry, did I bother you?"

"It's okay, they just came to get the goods—" Kisuke Urahara suppressed the tiredness in his eyes, opened the fan with a smile, glanced at Gojo Sora, turned and walked into the store: "I recently made a pair of The new prosthetic skeleton is as high as 99% compatible with your soul."

His tone sounded inexplicably excited.

The degree of fit of this new skeleton is much higher than that currently used by Gojo Sora.The higher the degree of fit, the more similar it is to the human body, and even the ability to achieve fertility and other behaviors.However, this also shows that the soul cannot easily leave the body, otherwise it will be injured.

Judging from Wujo Kong's current state, Yoshiko not only needs to have a high degree of coherence, but also has to isolate the negative influence of the soul on Yoshiko.

This kind of prosthetic skeleton is not easy to make. Kisuke Urahara spent a lot of time, effort and wasting a few prosthetic skeletons, and finally made this nearly perfect prosthetic skeleton.

Of course, the data can only be recorded after five empty tests.

Wu Tiaokong suppressed the ominous premonition in his heart, and there was no abnormality on his face. On the contrary, he was very interested in this pair of skeletons.

It will not be death.

Rather, a feeling of not knowing what's going to happen next.

"Mr. Urahara, please." He said gently.

Kisuke Urahara brought them to the laboratory.

In the laboratory, a perfectly crafted prosthetic skeleton was placed on a shelf.

Li Mei pushed the wheelchair forward and came to the side of the platform, so close that Wu Tiaokong could touch Yiku with his hand.

Gojo Sora looked sideways, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Yoshiko's skin, the touch was no different from that of a human being, even much better than his skin.

"However, before that, I have to explain one thing to you—" Urahara Kisuke stepped forward, lifted the white cloth on Yoshiko, revealing the face that was exactly the same as Gojo Sora, but more delicate, and said seriously: "I put Bengyu into this corpse, I can't guarantee whether your soul can bear it."

"However, there are advantages and disadvantages." After a pause, he continued to explain: "If there is no discomfort, then you will be able to stand under the sun again in the future."

Urahara Kisuke's serious expression made people afraid to take his words as a joke.

After experiencing several failures, Urahara Kisuke thought of the substance that could break the boundary between the god of death and the void-bengyu.

With an inquiring mind in mind, he put the sealed Beng Yu as the main core into the heart of Yi Hai, and the finished product was beyond expectation.

Kisuke Urahara is confident that this skeleton can make up for Gojo Sora's spiritual problems.

"Beng Yu?" Wujo Kong tilted his head, and when he realized that it was an energy substance that belonged to the Death God Realm and was not something he could ask, he changed the subject with a smile: "It's okay, I believe Mr. Urahara—"

When Urahara Kisuke heard this, he looked down at the white-haired boy sitting in the wheelchair, and a complex emotion suddenly filled his heart.

This trust is too heavy.

At this moment, he began to think, was it the right way to choose to put Beng Yu into the body?

Because, he couldn't predict the impact of the collapse of jade.

After all, Wujo Kong is just a pure soul, not a god of death.

Moreover, apart from wanting to solve Gojo Sora's soul problem, Urahara Kisuke has to admit that he has a bit of selfishness hidden.It's just that after meeting the pair of light blue eyes staring at him, these words suddenly became speechless.

"I bet——Mr. Urahara won't hurt me." After a pause, he chuckled: "After all, I've never lost a bet."

Then, Wujo Kong looked at the people beside him: "Limei."

Limei frowned. He didn't agree with this matter. Gojo Sora's life was the most important thing before the unknown risk. However, when his eyes fell on the other party's face, he couldn't say the words of rejection for a moment.

He had no choice but to respond.

No one can stop Gojo Sora, even if that person is him.

After deciding to try this new skeleton, Wu Tiao Kong took care of the matters at hand first.

For him, these things are very simple.

"Once something happens to me, Limei will temporarily take over the seat of 'Mr. Kong'." Wu Tiaokong picked up a pen and wrote down the things to pay attention to in his notebook. Page.

"Whatever you want to do, do it."

Li Mei wants to revive the two-faced Su Nuo.

Regarding this matter, Wujo Kong never had the idea of ​​wanting to stop it, after all, the restraint they set up at the beginning included this.

Rime had a cold face.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Wutiaokong handed the notebook to Limei with a relaxed smile on his face.

Just like a year ago, Gojo Sora said the same to Limei when he performed the thrilling heart transplant operation.

He will be fine.

After all, Wujojia and Wujo Satoru are still alive and well, how could he die so easily.

"By the way, there is one more thing." After Limei took the notebook, Wutiaokong suddenly heard another thing. He stared slightly, tapped his index finger on the armrest, and said slowly: "Limei, I want you to Find it at the prison gate, and hand it over to Mr. Urahara to take care of it."

Hearing this, Urahara Kisuke raised his eyebrows.

"Then, you continue to deal with Knotweed Kaori, I want to know her real name—"

Although he is cooperating with Knotweed Kaori, Gojo Sora is not prepared to hand over the Prison Gate Territory, this thing - if you want it, the one who pays the highest price will get it.

It would be interesting to put it up for auction.

Limei suggested with a blank face: "In this case, it is better to let Mr. Urahara forge a fake prison gate."

Using fakes to confuse real ones, first confuse Knotweed Kaori's sight.

Gojo Sora looked at Urahara Kisuke.

Kisuke Urahara's smile froze, and he nodded helplessly.

Half an hour later, after explaining the important things, Wujo Kong was ready to replace with a brand new prosthetic skeleton.

Even if Urahara Kisuke mentioned the possible problems of Yoshiko, he still likes this pair of Yoshiko very much, whether it is the appearance, feel or body shape, they are all styles he likes.

At this moment, Li Mei suddenly pressed his shoulder.

Wujo Kong was stunned for a while, with a smile in his light blue eyes, he raised his hand and patted the back of his hand, comforting him: Don't worry, if I really die——

"Before the bondage is automatically released, you will achieve your wish."

Li Mei didn't respond, but looked sideways at Kisuke Urahara, with piercing eyes, and said coldly, "You'd better pray that nothing happens."

Otherwise, he will kill the profiteer.

Kisuke Urahara quickly raised his hands high, making a gesture of surrender: "Please rest assured, although I can't predict what problems will arise, I promise - it will definitely not be death."

Hearing this, Li Mei suppressed the coldness in her eyes, let go of her hand, and took a few steps back.

Gojo Sora is by far his most satisfying collaborator.

If the other party died so easily, Li Mei would feel a little troubled.

After comforting Rimei, Gojo Sora said to Kisuke Urahara, "Mr. Urahara, you can start now—"

"I surrender my life and soul to you."

"...Let's forget about this kind of nasty conversation." Kisuke Urahara had no choice but to raise his crutch to Gojo Sora's heart, and said, "Just like last time, you won't feel any pain."

"it is good."

The moment the crutch was about to be poked on the body, Wujo Kong suddenly turned his head to look at Limei, and said gently: "Wait for me."

If it weren't for the fact that Spiritual Words didn't work on him, Wujo Sora would have imagined throwing a few buffs on himself like a support character in the game.

Rimei couldn't see the soul, and through Urahara Kisuke's actions and words, he could roughly guess the current situation.

Gojo Sora entered Xinyikuri, and according to Urahara Kisuke's intention, he could wake up immediately.

However, 10 minute passed.

The boy lying on the cold platform still didn't respond, like a cold corpse, only the rising and falling of his chest proved that he was still alive.

Rimei looked at Kisuke Urahara.

Kisuke Urahara frowned. According to common sense, this kind of thing shouldn't have happened. He immediately gave Gojo Sora a full body checkup.

"The data display is normal."

Moreover, there were no other problems due to Bengyu being the main core.

Just, pure sleep—?