Find a way to own the 5t5

1994年2月1日（2010年9月5日）——

Hatake Kakashi disappeared suddenly before staying for three days, while we were sitting in a certain restaurant for dinner.

The soup bowl on the opposite seat was still steaming, but the person disappeared in a flash, and no one around noticed that something was wrong, as if there was no one in that seat.

Hei Ni said that he was taken away by the spiritual consciousness of the original world.

Not every world will have spiritual consciousness, and usually only the person who created the world has the opportunity to become the spiritual consciousness of the world after he survives in the state of soul.

And there are very few people who have the ability to create the world, let alone live alone in the state of souls.

"Then he's lucky."

The weather in early February was still wet and cold. I took several sips of hot soup from the porcelain bowl, and I didn't put down the bowl until a hot current surged in my chest and gradually spread to my limbs.

"People who are taken care of by spiritual consciousness will not die easily."

If Hunter World also has spiritual consciousness, will it notice Ann?

Sure, Ann is the nicest guy in the world.

……

Forget it.

Don't think about the impossible.

I pushed the seat away, got up to check out, half of my face was covered by the special hood, only my dark brown eyes were exposed, and I walked into the deserted street against the bleak wind.

……

(Gojo Satoru crossed his legs, sat on the stone bench outside the abandoned teaching building, tapped his knuckles on the stone bench boringly, and used his six eyes to observe the situation of the two sides fighting in the teaching building.

There are only two students in this class, one is Miyazaki whom he personally picked up some time ago, and the other is the legitimate son of a small family.

Miyazaki is a very typical conjurer, not only crazy, but also terribly crazy, the type that Gojo Satoru most recognizes.

But the other Eguchi is like a mouse in the gutter, peeping at his classmates all day long with what he thinks is a secret look, disgusting jealousy is about to overflow from those narrow eyes.

Not all conjurers are dedicated to exorcising the curse spirit, many of them are people who want to use the power of the spell to bring themselves a higher status, and Eguchi is one of them.

Staying in a small family, because of his talent in conjuration, he has been praised since he was a child, and he thinks highly of himself. He can't accept that wild conjurers are more talented than him.

Envy, jealousy, anger, mixed together to form twisted seeds, deeply rooted in his heart.

As long as there is a perfect opportunity, he dares to get rid of Miyazaki.

Gojo Satoru originally wanted to drive this kind of person out directly, but was stopped by Miyazaki: "Teacher, with this kind of person around, my disgust will continue to grow stronger."

"Aren't you afraid that when you are exhausted from fighting the curse spirit, someone will suddenly stab you in the back?" Wujo Satoru knew very well that this kind of villain would not confront people head-on, and would only choose the most appropriate time to deliver a fatal blow.

Miyazaki laughed when he heard the words: "So it's normal for me to counterattack too much and kill him directly."

The white-haired teacher in uniform also smiled: "Okay, just do as you say, and I don't care if I die."

Although he said such things at the time, Gojo Satoru stayed outside the teaching building when the two of them really fought.

As he said, Miyazaki is someone he recognizes, and he should live until the day he changes the magic world, instead of being ambushed to death by that idiot here.

The black mist shrouded in curses finally dissipated, and the blood-soaked boy staggered out of the school gate, looked at the white-haired teacher waiting outside, and grinned, "Teacher."

The tense body suddenly relaxed, and a warm current of emotion surged in my heart.

Gojo Satoru hooked the blindfold and pulled it down, seeing the boy's current appearance clearly, the corners of his lips twitched, and a look of satisfaction crossed his eyes.

Suddenly, he raised his mobile phone, clicked and took several photos before the boy had time to react, and laughed loudly: "It's so embarrassing hahahahaha."

Having just fought against the curse spirit and killed the sneak attacker Eguchi, Miyazaki who was waiting outside was touched by his teacher: "..."

Give back my emotion, you bastard teacher!

Facing Miyazaki, who was so angry that he exploded, Gojo Satoru didn't feel that he was doing anything wrong, and put his hand on the student's head: "Haha, I have to go back and find Nitro for treatment."

Miyazaki, whose head was held down, calmed down: "Teacher, I killed the family members of the magic world, will something happen?"

If something happened, he could simply defect and become a curse master, maybe he could make more money.

Gojo Satoru responded immediately: "Oh, and this, I forgot."

He raised his hand and aimed at the abandoned teaching building, and suddenly a crimson mantra gathered at his fingertips, shooting straight out!

The huge energy instantly destroyed the entire building, making a deafening sound of collapse.

"Solution~decision~" Gojo Satoru clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Miyazaki was dumbfounded: "Teacher...is this okay?"

"Well, if you say that, it seems that you forgot to pay the account. The problem is a bit big, and you will be taught by Principal Ye Moth."

"Is this the problem?!" Miyazaki really wanted to grab his teacher's shoulder and shake him vigorously, "Even if my filth is destroyed, there will still be your filth, teacher!"

"So what." Gojo Satoru bent down and looked directly at this seemingly unruly but actually quite honest student, "What do you think they dare to do?"

Miyazaki froze, then fell into thought.

That's right, the teacher is from the Wutiao family, and he is the strongest, that small family dare not do anything to him.

"Then what if the director of spells...?"

"Forget about the old guy with half a foot in the coffin."

The white-haired young man who was always idle in the past showed a rare impatience between his eyebrows and eyes, and his voice was full of coldness: "The whole body smells of decay."

Good, very sharp.Miyazaki nodded blankly and said yes.

Under the light, a little golden light flashed on Gojo Satoru's wrist. Miyazaki took a closer look and said in surprise, "Teacher, so you can still wear bracelets."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and pulled up his sleeves: "You said that."

A golden splinter was threaded on the black string, which glistened in the light.

"It's not a jewelry, it's a token from my girlfriend."

Miyazaki was shocked: "Really? It's a lie! I've never seen it before!"

hateful!

Why can even a person with such a bad personality find a girlfriend!

Gojo Satoru: "It's a different place now~ so she sent me a token."

Huh?Never heard of couples sending tokens in different places?More like a gift.

Miyazaki was feeling strange when he heard his teacher continue to say: "If there is this one, she will take the initiative to come to me sooner or later."

...? !

He immediately became alert and said, "Teacher, you didn't steal other people's personal belongings, did you?"

I always feel that Teacher Wutiao can do such a thing!

Gojo Gojo laughed and strangled Miyazaki's neck with one hand, gnashing his teeth: "What are you talking about, how could the teacher be such a person--have you seen the photo?"

Wutiao teacher on the screen was wearing dark sunglasses and a high school uniform, putting his hand on the head of the girl beside him, and smiling mischievously.

And the girl was tilting her head and staring at him dissatisfiedly, holding his hand with both hands and trying to drag him down.

The sense of intimate atmosphere can almost flow from the screen of the mobile phone.

Only then did Miyazaki believe it, and asked curiously, "Why did you wait for her to come to you? Can't you go to her?"

Wujo Wu closed the phone and said calmly: "I hid and couldn't find her. Is she over the mark?"

...This is already a serious emotional crisis!Miyazaki was shocked again.

Although his mother was single, but based on the countless couples he has met since junior high school, it can be concluded that Mr. Wujo——

"Teacher, you are not being dumped, are you?"

"..."

"..."

silence.

The silent street was extremely deserted, and Miyazaki suddenly regretted it.

Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled, the corners of his mouth wide open, and he put his hand on his head by the way: "You're in good spirits, it's okay to do a few more tasks."

？ ！！

The bit of regret turned into [-]% in an instant: "No, teacher! My whole body is in pain!"

"Huh? Can't hear you.")

……

……

1994年2月4日//2010年12月7日——

In the past two days, I have always been a little restless, feeling that something big is about to happen, but I don't know exactly what it is.

The progress of collecting the liquid titanium ore is progressing extremely slowly. Even the knight cannot be completely sure of the whereabouts of the last few pieces of ore, but only found out a few addresses for me to try one by one.

At this time, I was sitting at an underground auction in a certain underworld. I heard that the finale collection this time was one of the seven beauties, but I couldn't get more specific information. The auction list was with the ten old man.

In order to prevent the finale collection of this auction from being leaked in advance, three yin beasts were arranged to guard the outside of the warehouse.

If it's one yin beast, I can instantly stun it, and two can get rid of it directly, but when three yin beasts team up, they can only fight, and once they make a move, they won't be kept alive.

Then it's not a small fight, when the time comes, the gangsters in the entire auction will unite to attack me.

I also promised that An would not take the initiative to attack people, and I could only wait for them to attack me before fighting back. It was too troublesome, so I might as well come to the auction directly to watch.

A thousand-year-old mummy, the crown of a royal princess, a map of the treasures of the Taris Desert, and the living eggs of ghost fog poisonous spiders...

……

All kinds of strange auction items were bought by the rich one after another, until the most exciting finale was left, one of the seven beauties!

The red curtain covering the collection slowly rises, and a thick layer of ruby ​​red mat woven from grape spider silk is laid in the exquisite golden treasure box. Jumbo immediately caused a sensation in the audience.

The fiery red eyes of the Kuruta clan!

The ethnic minorities who live in seclusion in the deep mountains of Kuluta, their eyes will turn bright crimson when they are emotional, as dazzling as a burning flame.

If they are killed while their red eyes are activated, the extremely beautiful red will remain in the pupils forever.

It's just that the Kuruta tribe lives in a very secret place, and everyone is united and good at fighting, so the red eyes circulating on the market are extremely rare, and it can even be said to be the most precious of the seven beauties.

The appearance of the flaming red eye instantly ignited the atmosphere of the auction, and the rich and wealthy tycoons rushed to raise their placards for the auction, all wanting to include this unique beauty in their collections.

The moment I saw the finale collection, I left the venue through the fanatical crowd, pulled off the mask to hide my appearance, and called the knight.

"The finale is not liquid titanium ore, it's red eyes, it's white."

"Huh?" The knight also seemed surprised, but there was a little smile in his voice, "What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence?" I wondered.

Before the knight could answer, my heartbeat stopped for a moment.

The time was extremely short, but the feeling of sinking chest was extremely clear.

At the same time, a cold electronic sound suddenly sounded in my head.

【Wujo Enlightenment is here】

"It's red eyes—"

"Knight!"

I interrupted him suddenly, clenched the phone tightly, and my eyes turned cold.

"I asked you to find the curse-like ability user, have you found it?"

The knight was not annoyed when I interrupted: "I found it, now I have a mission, and I will take him there when I go back."

He glanced at the Kuruta people walking in front who were chatting happily with the group leader, and said with a smile, "By the way, where did I just say that? Oh, it's red eyes, it's a coincidence—"

"We're going over now."

I immediately reacted: "Do you want red eyes?"

Knight: "Yes."

I reminded him: "There is a person inside who is Ann's friend, named Sang Lu'an."

The chivalrous man observed the surrounding scene, the pure natural maze of deep mountains can prevent most uneasy and kind bad guys, no wonder the Kuruta tribe is so naive that they will enthusiastically lead them back to the tribe when they meet outsiders.

After hearing this sentence, he replied: "I have already forged a letter to lure him out."

He touched his chin again as he spoke, and said in thought: "But if he wants to seek revenge from us later, he can only be killed."

"Then there is no other way." I also agreed with the knight's approach, and told him again, "Hurry up and bring that ability-seeking person here earlier."

Knight: "Understood, you are so long-winded."

He looked at the leader who was laughing as he was getting closer to the destination, and his emerald green eyes also bent: "It will be over soon."

After hanging up the phone, I immediately got up and took action, my loose robe flapping in the wind, making a fluttering sound.

now--

I want to go back to Meteor Street.

……

……

One second Gojo Satoru was still teaching students actual combat training, and the next second he had a sudden heartache and suddenly appeared in a strange place.

Originally, he could clearly see the flow of magic power on the surface of the object in his field of vision, but the moment he came to this place, it was as if the six eyes were covered with a layer of black cloth.

I can only vaguely see sporadic energy flow nearby, which is similar to but different from mana power.

He took off his sunglasses.

The crisp birdsong hovered above the head, surrounded by dense forests covering the sky and the sun, and there was only a small path leading to the mysterious deep mountain interior.

……

puff.

The heart beats again.

Gojo Wujo's eyes dimmed, he raised his hand, stared at the golden shard on his wrist, and remained silent for a while.

Inexplicably, he had an indescribable intuition.

here--

It is no longer the world of magic.

With a smile of unknown meaning, he raised his legs and took a step without fear.

Walking along this path, the view on both sides became wider and wider, and simple wooden houses of residents gradually appeared. There was a large field in front of each wooden house, and many plants that he could not name were planted.

It seemed to be a crop, but it looked so strange that he was sure he had never seen it before.

Even stranger.

There was no one in the place that looked like a residence.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, walked through the densely packed huts and continued to walk in. There was a strange pattern painted on the doors of all the huts, like totems of ancient races, and symbols of mysterious beliefs.

There was a faint voice of prayer coming from a farther place, which could not be heard clearly.

He got closer and closer until he stopped outside a huge round altar.

There were nearly a hundred people kneeling on the square of the altar, surrounding the most central statue, forming a dense ring.

Their posture is reverent and full of respect, kneeling on the ground, forehead pressed to the ground, hands clasped on chest.

Everyone in unison, chanting the same words.

The sun in the sky, the green trees on the ground.

Our bodies are born from the earth;

……

……

Please always praise the Kuruta people;

Let's take the red fiery eyes as proof.

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