Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being

"Hmm,? I see."

The white-haired young man's paper fan suddenly hit Zenyuan Jinichi's head, his blue eyes flashed a mysterious stream of light, and then the blindfold naturally lowered to block the sight of outsiders.

He lightly confided the essence of the young man in front of him: "It's the sky and the curse,? This child is at the Zenyuan's house? It's very hard."

Zenyuan's expression froze slightly. After being told the most embarrassing thing, his eyes immediately dimmed a bit, and it was stained with a sinister color, "It's none of your business. Don't you think it's too lenient? Wutiao Lord Patriarch."

A Yin raised his hand to hold Zenyuan Jinyi's head, and tried to smooth things over weakly: "Your Excellency Wutiao didn't mean that..."

If we say Chanyuan Hui has some understanding of the world, and knows how to use euphemisms in official language in serious diplomatic occasions, the proud son of heaven in front of them obviously disdains falsehood and obscenity. It is not his style to cover up. The thin lips fluttered, and the words that spit out may be the most heart-piercing poisonous words.

"Huh." Gojo Satoru still tilted his head slightly at this time, with an innocent face, "I didn't mean to look down on the sky and the curse, did you mean that you were poked into a pain point?"

"That's not okay, the minefield is obvious,? If you poke it and explode, it's easy for people to take advantage of this weakness, and you will stumble if you are not careful."

Zenyuan even turned his head away and muttered a few words in a low voice.

Gojo Satoru teased and played with the little boy, he looked away, with a smile on his lips, and when he looked at Ayin, his tone softened: "Is Ayin also here to make purchases for the New Year festival?"

"Ah, no." A Yin was slightly stunned, and hurriedly denied, "To be honest, I just found out about the New Year's Ceremony." Her eyes lowered slightly, feeling a little embarrassed, "Probably the entire family of the Zen Academy, I'm the one with the most free time."

Zenyuan Jinyi whispered beside him: "That man is not even going to squeeze you. And I don't believe he will be willing to..."

Zenyuan Jinyi swears by getting along with A Yin and observing her closely in the past few months!A Yin can be said to be the most favored person in the Chanyuan family!

Chanyuan Hui said that she was a "Shikigami", but the degree of pampering was obviously exceeded.

She didn't need to deal with any official affairs, and gossip never reached her ears. The rest of the Zenyuan family kept secret about her existence, and even the elders would not trouble her easily. God knows what kind of secret operations Chanyuanhui carried out , so that Ah Yin can concentrate on guiding Zenyuan Jinyi, work and rest regularly, and ensure that no one in her life circle who is not good at bothering her.

Zenyuan Jinyi has been unpopular since he was a child. Growing up in a harsh environment, his ability to perceive words and emotions has been fully honed.

He dared to vouch for the priceless authentic calligraphy and painting in Hui's room in the Chanyuan, and his feelings for A Yin were by no means as simple as they appeared on the surface.

I don't know where A Yin's words hit Wujo Wu. The latter covered his heart and said very hurt: "What, so A Yin is happy at home in the Zen Academy and doesn't want to leave, right? Come and visit me!"

The tone of accusation!

"The main reason is that I can't get in either, my lord?" A Yin asked with question marks all over his head, wondering if your family's barrier is a vegetarian?

She is an evil ghost, without permission, she is afraid that she will be "cleaned and purified" the moment she approaches the barrier.

"It's not easy, Ayin just tell me." Gojo Wu sighed with half regret and half emotion, "Ayin hasn't come to me for a long time, I thought that Ayin settled down in a Buddhist monastery It's over. I still have a small gift on hand that I can't pass on to A Yin."

The Chanyuan looked up suspiciously, a gift?

The black-haired boy asked frankly: "Wouldn't it be better if you hand it over to the servants of the Chanyuan family?"

Wujo Wushen shook his finger mysteriously, "No way. If someone else forwards it, I'm afraid it will disappear before reaching Ayin's hands."

Wu Tiao's words gave A Yin a strange premonition.

She quietly took a step back, but was grabbed by Wutiao Wu's sharp eyes. He deliberately breathed into A Yin's ear, and teased, "Why, A Yin is scared?"

"You've been with us for so long, why haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

A Yin's expression gradually became frightened.

She tried hard to free her wrist, but Gojo Satoru didn't seem to be using much strength, but his palm didn't move at all.

A Yin: "No need, I appreciate the kindness of Your Excellency Wu Tiao, but I really don't need it! The spells in my hand are enough!"

Why would someone not kill the curse spirit waiting to be fed to her?

Your Excellency Wutiao, you are too concerned about me. You didn’t forget to let me eat a rag when you returned to Kyoto. How can I!

The corners of the white-haired young man's mouth drooped slightly, and his voice sank a few degrees, "No way, Ayin."

A Yin's shoulder was held down by him, and he turned half a circle, forcing A Yin to face him directly.

Gojo Satoru cupped her cheeks with his hands, and his voice was so gentle that it dripped, like the whispers of love between lovers, mixed with a few traces of unspoken warnings: "You can't refuse. Ah Yin must become stronger and stand on her feet." On the top of the pyramid, there must be the strength to make others shut up... Only in this way can I rest assured."

Without the slightest concept of reasonable social distance, the white-haired young man pressed his forehead against hers, and his long, white fingers like suet jade moved down, holding her neck vaguely.

His thumb was on the aorta of Ayin's neck, rubbing gently, the sense of crisis that her life pulse was being controlled rushed to Ayin's celestial cap, making her subconsciously tense, her throat was dry, her spell power was flowing, and she was ready to wait. hair.

No one knows what Wujo Satoru is thinking.

His neatly manicured nails drew circles on the main artery of Ayin's neck, which added to the ambiguity, but when Xu Feng lifted the blindfold on his forehead, a corner of his blue pupils was revealed, filled with It is as calm as condensed black ice, calm, and contains silent scrutiny.

"Ayin, if you are content with the status quo and don't think about making progress, maybe one day you will be thrown away as a burden?" Gojo Satoru's voice was as innocent as a child, and he said the terrible threat lightly, "Ayin himself You know it too. Your talent is very good, but without tempering and tempering, without the growth of spell and spirit manipulation, it will only fall into the hands of others and become a pawn for manipulation."

"Your Excellency of the Chanyuan is too conceited. He thinks he can protect you forever. But as far as Ayin himself is concerned, are you willing to hide under the wings of Your Excellency of the Zenyuan for the rest of your life?"

"There are always times when he can't think about it, such as... now."

The hand holding Ah Yin's throat suddenly tightened, and the air flow of her breath was forcibly blocked. Ah Yin resisted very quickly, but her slashing offensive was resolved one by one by Wu Tiao, who had been prepared for a long time. She raised her eyebrows: Look.

"If I want to make a move against Ayin, Ayin can't resist at all." Wujo Wu let go of his palm and took a step back, just avoiding the charge of Zenyuan Shinichi.

The black-haired boy hurriedly stood in front of A Yin, raising the guard he had just put down again.He turned his head to look slightly worried, and saw Ayin coughing low while clutching his neck, but the emotion in his eyes changed.

It is annoyance, introspection, and the spark of life that was ignited by Wujo Satoru himself.

"It's because I stayed in the comfort zone for too long, and was paralyzed by the comfortable life." A Yin's eyelids slightly closed, and when he opened them again, he was as firm as a rock, "I will not drag Your Excellency and your descendants. leg."

Gojo Satoru clapped with a smile: "That's right. Ayin has signed a contract with me and Your Excellency of the Zen Academy. If Ayin accidentally dies in a place I don't know, I will be very distressed."

Soul bondage, in other words, weakness.

The world's invincible Wujo Wu, the supreme rising star in the magic world, since he was born, there are countless people who have been staring at his neck and head.Although the current conjuration world only discloses the "shikigami contract" between Ayin and Zenyuan Hui, no one except them knows that Ayin has a "soul bondage", but once this "Gojo Satoru's weakness" is known, It will definitely bring death to Ah Yin.

Gojo Satoru doesn't regret that he created a weakness for himself, but he won't just let Ayin settle down.

His expectation of A Yin is far more than that.

A Yin's red pupils shone brightly, they were flower buds blooming from determination, agate adorned by him himself, Gojo Satoru looked at these eyes with pleasure, thinking that his interest was still the same as before, his nature It's hard to move.

He never cared whether the jade in his hand was rough jade, rather he enjoyed the process of polishing rough jade into smooth jade, the butterflies transformed in his hands, the impurities and filth he washed away bit by bit, when When the jade blooms with unparalleled brilliance, it is the moment when Gojo Satoru is happiest and has the most sense of accomplishment.

Now, the uncut jade he cares most about is undoubtedly A Yin.

This young girl who was introduced to the world of conjuration by him and Chanyuan Hui personally may still be covered with dust and lose her brilliance, but it doesn't matter, Gojo Satoru has a lot of patience, as long as A Yin has this value, he doesn't mind spending a lot of time and energy, Polish her into the most beautiful appearance.

With imperceptible admiration, Gojo Satoru's admiring eyes fell on Ayin's no longer confused face. He stroked the top of Ayin's hair comfortingly and said, "It's okay, Ayin. I promise you in the name of Gojo." , you will definitely become the 'strongest'."

This is what he expected of her.

After a moment of silence, Ayin bowed his head and explained to the Zen Academy: "You go back first, Jinyi. Your Excellency Wutiao and I still have something to deal with."

"Are you really okay?" Zenyuan's weak trust with Gojo Gojo fell to a freezing point. The awkward young man didn't want to admit that he cared about her, but he couldn't help asking, "He's very dangerous... "

"Your Excellency Wutiao will not hurt me." Ayin shook his head.

Gojo Wu waited leisurely, and after Ayin left the Chanyuan, he couldn't help laughing: "Your Excellency Zenyuan really cares about you."

Ayin will be accompanied by Zenyuan Jinyi. Although they are all talking about a unified "physical guidance", but others don't understand Chanyuanhui's mind, how can he not know?

A certain patriarch of the Buddhist monastery who is overprotective wishes to use barriers and guards to surround the girl airtightly, but he can't limit her freedom too much, so he can only settle for the next best thing, using the Zen monastery as an eyeliner .

"That's why I don't want A Yin to follow Your Excellency of the Zen Academy..." A weak sigh dissipated in the cold wind of early winter.

This is what Gojo Satoru dislikes Chanyuan Hui the most.

Zenyuanhui couldn't let it go, and protected him too much. It's not that he didn't know that a real strong man has to endure wind and rain, but thousands of words can't be worth a word of reluctance.

He would rather keep the girl he likes as a delicate flower in a greenhouse than let her face the treacherous outside world alone.

In just such a short time, Ah Yin has unknowingly immersed himself in a comfortable life. It is hard to say that there is no Zenyuanhui's handwriting in it.If she hadn't met Gojo Satoru this time, she would have gradually become paralyzed in the back garden carefully arranged by Zenyuanhui.

Wujo Satoru and Chanyuan Hui hold completely opposite attitudes. His purpose is to practice as long as you can't die, and you will suffer. Bitterness and suffering are inevitable, but they are all fertilizer for growth.

No one can safely protect you for the rest of your life. Only when you become stronger is the most fundamental solution.

If Chanyuan Hui is a doting parent, Gojo Satoru is a strict and demanding teacher.

Like a timely rain, he awakened Ayin from her peaceful and inactive thoughts, and personally led her to the attic controlled by Wutiao's family.

"This is the gift I carefully prepared for Ayin—is it a surprise or a surprise?"

Pushing open the door of the attic, the chains of spells were densely bound like spider webs, and at the core of the spider web was a "cocoon" hanging, exuding a faint ominous atmosphere, and the sealing formula on the wall had a dim luster.

Ayin stepped forward and stretched out his hand hesitantly. The sealing technique did not produce a rejection reaction to her. She touched the "cocoon" lightly, with little force, but the white "cocoon" suddenly burst into cracks, and the shell broke crisply. The sound is endless.

A small tail protruded first, like a silkworm baby magnified n times, the color was like soil, struggling to swing its body, and escaped from the cocoon.

Wujo Wu's voice came at the right time: "This is the 'curse fetus' caught by my family's servants when they went out. I looked at it with six eyes. The curse spirit inside is very interesting. The ability is a rare space system. I will give it to Ayin as a gift." An early New Year's gift."

At this time, the ugly and cute Silkworm Baby Mana Ling also met Ayin's eyes, and saw her face at first sight.

I don't know if it's because of the chick complex, but the baby silkworm's curse spirit squirmed and wrapped itself around Ayin's waist, very intimately.

As far as the magic spirit world is concerned, the appearance of this silkworm baby is definitely ranked first.

Ayin carefully touched the silkworm baby's curse spirit, "Then I'll subdue it first...?"

Gojo Satoru: "Hmm."

Ayin was like holding a baby, holding the silkworm baby's curse spirit unskillfully, and thought: "Then I have to give you a name."

"Hmm... You are ugly and cute. As far as the curse spirit is concerned, you have worked very hard. Then I will call you Ugly Treasure."

Gojo Satoru's fan crooked.

Almost half a year has passed, Ayin, why is your naming style still so simple and rude?

Didn’t your master, the Chanyuan, cultivate your aesthetics better?

The author has something to say: In this article, Zenyuan and Wutiao are the control group.

Huihui is more paternal, he is the kind who will pamper you without limit, he is very suitable for a salted fish to fall in love, but to put it bluntly, he is raising a canary, if you pamper you too much, you will lose your independence Ability.

Five things, it’s a master player, he will pet him, but he prefers the way of “teaching”, so that you can slowly grow into an independent and complete person.

I explained this to my friend, and then my friend gave me an extremely true answer.

Friend: Damn it!Although I know that wtw is a good boyfriend who conforms to the core values, but I want to fall in love with Huihui even more!

Friends: Ben Xianyu just wants to eat and wait until he dies and doesn’t want to make progress. It’s such a blessing to have a caring husband who pampers us in all aspects (流泪.jpg)

Me: Grass.

Me: Dear, I suggest you spend money to find a nanny.

Friend: Grass.