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It is better to limit Pixia Oil Jacka's first hand. After drawing cakes for him and explaining the industry prospect, he walked out of the tent, and the task site was covered by the tent again.

He said he was very frank when he said that he didn't meet with the people of the high school, as if he was hiding from the conjurer of the high school, and he didn't hide at all when he said that he had lived for a thousand years. From Xia Youjie's appearance, it seems that he really regards Jushan Qingshu as a curse spirit who has lived from Pangu thousands of years ago to the present, and he has no intention of hiding him in these small details.

Probably by default, Jushan Haruki, who was an undercover agent at the High School of Conjuration, already knew about Xia Youjie.

As soon as Gojo Satoru came in, he, who was wearing the shell of his former classmate, of course had to avoid the limelight first. After Jushan Haruki watched him go far away and the tent fell, Fu Heihui, who was chopped down by him with a knife, suddenly appeared. Make a move.

"Are you awake?" Jushan Haruki handed over a bottle of mineral water with the cap unscrewed, "Drink some water slowly."

"As soon as you came out of the magic phantom of that magic spirit, the two of you passed out directly," he shrugged, resolutely, the villain complained first, "I guess it was also a part of that magic spell, and it was a part of the spell among the magicians. After breaking free from the illusion and returning to reality, you will faint directly."

"How long have I been dizzy." Fu Heihui touched the back of his neck, he clearly remembered that the last thing he felt before he passed out was a pain in the back of his neck.

"Uh... about ten minutes," Jushan Haruki looked extremely embarrassed, "I was in a trance when I came out of the illusion, and the curse spirit thought that all three of us would come out and fainted, so he directly attacked Come over, I didn't react immediately, so I didn't have time to catch you two."

"The back of your head hurts a little, maybe you fell down on the ground." His eyes were very sincere, not at all like a child who had just handed a hand more than ten minutes ago, "Are you dizzy now, do you see that the perspective is a bit blurred, no Will it fall into a slight concussion?"

"It's okay." Fu Heihui took a sip of the mineral water he handed over and shook his head before waking up.

"I think I have a concussion." Nagasaki Yaqiangwei woke up at some point, rubbing the back of her head and muttering.

"I didn't have a face when I fell on the ground, right?" She pushed away another bottle of water that Jushan Haruki handed over, "I don't drink cold ones."

"Wait," she touched another bottle of ice water, and said strangely, "Isn't this the newly completed commercial street? Where did you get the mineral water?"

That's right, Fu Heihui looked at the half-drinked water in his hand.

When Haruki Jushan handed him the bottle of water, he still hadn't realized it in his mind, so he raised it subconsciously and took a sip. Now that Nagasaki said it, he realized why the bottle of water is ice?

"There are vending machines." Haruki Iyama looked at the two first-year students with doubts very calmly.

There are many kinds of neon vending machines, and everything is sold in the vending machines. Although there are no merchants in a newly completed commercial street, it is only used as infrastructure equipment, and the vending machines are installed on the street first. This practice is common.

Uncommonly...

He cursed, where did the money come from?

"Good news, now is the information age." Jushan Haruki took out his mobile phone, "You can pay online, Tianyi 3G, very fast."

The account of Yu Zhang Youroto was registered on his mobile phone impressively.

The owner of the account is still in that basement now. After Jushan Haruki left, the thick air of fear that was about to drip out of water in the air dissipated somewhat, but it still did not get relieved.

As a basement, even though he was almost turned into ruins by Knotaba Yuhito and the special curse, but there was no ventilation and no windows, and the breath did not dissipate for a long time without air circulation. Gojo Satoru saw him sitting in such an environment. Poor student's on the steps.

"Wow," Gojo Satoru was taken aback by the miserable situation of Yuzu Yujin, "Can a third-level task be done like this?"

"Teacher Wujo!" Yujin Katsuobu, who was sitting on the steps, raised his hands and turned his head in surprise.

Gojo Satoru went up and gave him a high-five very naturally: "How is it? Isn't it very pleasant to see the invincible and handsome Wujo teacher?"

Knotabagi Yuhito nodded approvingly.

He really didn't expect Mr. Wujo to come here.

This commercial street is not that big, but it will take a certain amount of time to walk through it all, otherwise he and Fukuro Kizaki would not have chosen to split up as soon as they came in.

But at the same time, this also led to the fact that Nagasaki and Fuhei are still in some corner of the commercial street. It has been almost ten minutes since his brother has not returned, and it is estimated that these two people have not been found yet.

"What's wrong with you?" Gojo Satoru, who was clean and tidy, seemed to be in two time and space with the ruins. He looked up and down his student. He probably knew the level of Knotweed Yujin, and his clothes were all damaged. It's outrageous that his exposed skin doesn't look like he's been hurt at all under such circumstances.

But I heard from Yidizhi that the curse spirit who had been following the knotweed came in because he said there was danger inside, and it's possible that he could reverse the spell.

So he sat down on the dusty steps carelessly, and without waiting for Yuzuki Yujin's answer, he skillfully stuffed another Kikufu into his mouth.

Knotweed Yuhito had ashes on his hands, but the good education he had received since he was a child told him not to waste food, so he had no choice but to chew with Xi Jiufu in his mouth for no apparent reason.

Why did Teacher Wutiao suddenly stuff him with food?

After finally solving the two flavors that he didn't like, Gojo Satoru heaved a sigh of relief visible to the naked eye.

"Where's your brother? Where's Fuhei and Nazaki?" He walked around the basement that was almost being demolished, "Also, what's the smell like?"

Gojo Satoru sniffled in disgust: "It smells so bad."

Yuzu Yujin's expression twisted and he gestured: "=%￥%*&——"

"I didn't hear clearly—" Gojo Satoru shouted to Knotabagi Yujin while standing on the concrete beam knocked down by one person and one curse spirit.

Obviously he was the one who caused Knotabagi Hisohito to be unable to speak clearly, but now this person looks like he has nothing to do with him, and even seems to be having fun in this large ruins.

"I said—" Knotaba Yuhito obediently ate his fist big enough to imitate Kikufu and shouted, "He's gone to find Kizaki and Fukuro."

"We split up as soon as we entered the mission site," Knotaba Yuhito began to explain consciously, "I met a super-level curse spirit in the basement, and when I was about to lose him, Su Nuo came out, and then he came out of the curse spirit's body I took out a finger and ate it, and I woke up again."

"My brother seems to have had a fight with Liangmian Su Nuo...?" He scratched his head hesitantly, and pulled out a few small pieces of cement that fell in during the demolition from his messy hair, "Anyway, I'm coming out He's outside."

"I'm afraid that Fuhei and Kizaki who are staying in other places will be in trouble, so let him go find them first."

"It's because this task is very difficult." The gray-faced little tiger looked a little miserable, "He couldn't find Nagasaki and the others, so he called Wujo-sensei to come here?"

Gojo Satoru, who was still studying the concrete section at the other end of the basement: "Huh?"

"I didn't hear what you just said a little far away?"

"Did my brother ask you to come here, Teacher Wutiao?" Hu Zhang repeated.

"No." Gojo Satoru jumped down from a large part of the ventilation duct in another place nimbly, without stirring up a little dust: "He didn't call me, I came to find you."

"Looking for me?" Knotweed Yuren was confused.

"Yeah, I'm looking for you," Wujo Wu thought thoughtfully, "Can you get Su Nuo out now? I want to ask him something."

Knotweed Yuhito:?

"Probably...not possible." Opposite was Teacher Wutiao, so the puzzled Knotweed felt it and answered his question.

"Uh...he seems to be very upset now," Hirohito Hiroto said intermittently, "It probably started when Gojo-sensei stuffed this Kikufu into my mouth?"

Gojo Satoru, who didn't know what happened before: "? What's so upset about this? Two-faced Su Nuo doesn't like Xi Jiufu?"

Knotabagi Yourhito said in a faint tone, "Probably..."

"Probably he ate too many sweet things today," he added.

"Plus that Xi Jiufu just now was also very sweet," Yuzuki Yujin covered his face, trying to appease his teeth that were so sweet that their roots hurt, "so he seems very upset."

Gojo Satoru, who was still jumping up and down on the ruins, froze: "Is the one I gave you sweet?"

Knotabagi Yuhito didn't know, so he nodded.

"Isn't it salty?" His pupils trembled.

"No," Yuzuki Yuhito recalled the taste just now, "It seems to smell like cherry blossoms and strawberry... Both flavors are very sweet, and it feels like my teeth are going to fall out when mixed together."

"Teacher Gojo?" Hirohito Kojo looked at Gojo Satoru who had almost become the famous painting of "Scream".

"I gave it wrong," Gojo Gojo flipped through his gift box, and said in a low tone, "The one you ate just now is a pair of cherry blossoms and strawberries that can only be bought once."

So not only did he not solve the salty Xijiufu that he didn't like to eat, but he even added a limit.

Two-faced Su Nuo: laugh to death.

Yuzu Yuren felt strangely that Su Nuo's mood had improved.

"I think I'm at a loss," Wutiao Wu said in a broken voice, "Do you think I can beat you up now and you can come out?"

Knotweed Yuren:! ! !

He doesn't think so!

For the first time, he kept harassing Su Nuo with such an active mind.

Su Nuo couldn't bear the disturbance, and finally opened his mouth: "Why are you looking for me? Do you want to fight?"

One or two came to fight with him, a thousand-year-old man today, right?

Wujo Wu: "No, no, I just want to show you a treasure."

Su Nuo became alert: "What?"

"I want to ask you something first." Gojo Gojo blinked his blue eyes purely twice, "Do you have any younger brother?"

Su Nuo:? ? ?

Su Nuo said loudly, "Absolutely not."

At the same time, a familiar voice came from behind Yuzhang Yourohito: "He has."

"I can prove it's true, I've seen it before." Jushan Haruki enthusiastically jumped down from the steps behind Kojou Yuhito, and the two brothers seemed to put their hands on Wujo Wu's shoulders.

"There's no need to hide it," Ju Shanqingshu frowned, "His brother is really not a thing, he is not a thing, let me tell you..."

Su Nuo: ...I'll just quietly watch you scold yourself.

"By the way," Haruki Jushan came back to his senses halfway through the speech, "Did you see any record of scolding his younger brother?"

Otherwise, how would Gojo Satoru know what he did.

Gojo Satoru looked mysterious: "I saw this amazing work handed down from generation to generation."

Haruki Juyama: "Wow."

"Really? I don't believe it. Unless you let me be healthy."

Gojo Satoru generously opened the book.

Jushan Haruki exclaimed that he had never seen the world while reading: "Good guy, what is this fan's big hand book from more than 1000 years ago."

"Here are the cultural relics."

Gojo Satoru: "Let me tell you, it's a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."

Jushan Haruki: "A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation."

Su Nuo: ...

Su Nuo felt that his ears were dirty: "...Can you two still have some face?"

Especially the excited curse spirit next to him, as if one of the protagonists of this book is not him.

Jushan Haruki: "No, no, no, no, after more than 1000 years, you will still be so innocent, right?"

Gojo Satoru: "Wow."

Su Nuo looked at the two singing together: "Are you two courting death?"

"No, I'm looking for Huang," Jushan Haruki skillfully stepped over the previous emotional scene and went straight to the second half, flipping through the book in his hand, "There is a hodgepodge of py in the wild, py in captivity, py outside, and even uniforms and py Orthopedics, it’s pretty fun to play.”

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei, who came in behind him, showed a very understanding expression, while Fu Heihui covered her eyes because she couldn't bear to look directly.

"Is this the only copy?" Jushan Haruki looked at Gojo Satoru, and after getting an affirmative answer, said loudly, "Be sure to make a copy for me."

Su Nuo: ...

Although Su Nuo only had a mouth on the face of Yuzu Yujin, Jushan Haruki seemed to have seen his gradually distorted expression through this mouth.

"Why?" He looked at Su Nuo kindly, "You want it too?"

Two-faced Su Nuo: "...I want your dog's life."

Jushan Haruki was innocent: "It's not me who wrote it, the person who wrote it has long since died."

"Do you have any other questions?"

"I have." Knotweed Yujin whispered.

"What do those words mean? Let me be healthy too?"

Gojo Satoru covered his eyes: "Children don't need to understand this."