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If he didn't investigate, Gojo Satoru wouldn't have found out that Wanxingsi teacher had an account in the foundation, and would send a sum of money to one person every year.

That person is the master of Wanxing Temple.

Teacher Wanxingsi has an elder brother who was kidnapped and sold a long time ago. After he grew up, he had a son, who is the master of Wanxingsi.

The teacher also didn't know that he had a brother until a long time later.But at that time, Wanxing Temple's parents had passed away due to an accident, and the two were each other's last relatives in this world.

At that time, Wanxing Temple had become an instant Buddha, and he didn't want to see his nephew.So I put money into the good account every year.

Wanxingsi's master almost froze and remained motionless after listening to "My own life experience".

After he got the leather case, he didn't count his own property. Of course, he didn't know that there was such an account.

Can this still be connected?

【Ah, this is reasonable, but I find it funny when I know the truth, hahaha. 】

【"I Raise Myself"】

[But the only family member is myself, I feel so sad, woo woo woo. 】

[Sisters don’t have to be so self-conscious? 】

【Master Wanxingsi has been walking alone in the world...】

[Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu hug! 】

[The picture in front of me looks like it belongs to...]

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Gojo Satoru has been observing Wanxingji's expression.

Despite their resemblance in appearance, the two have distinct differences.

His teacher has always been smiling, giving people a false feeling. At first Gojo Satoru thought it was Wanxingji's faux pas, but in the end he realized that the teacher had long since lost the "right" to pain and sorrow.

Maybe Wanxing Temple is good at it because he has no parental care since he was a child, or because he is too mature, so he hasn't laughed much, but it's not like he doesn't laugh.

Knowing that Chang also smiles from the heart, his smile is very gentle.

No, thinking about it now, the teacher should be similar to being good at it.

Wanxing Temple's eyes were a little dazed, as if he had never thought that there would be his relatives in this world.

Like most children who have been in the same situation, his first reaction was to be overwhelmed.

"Is he still alive?"

Of course he died. After all, I was the one who died. Wanxing Temple played his own hell joke viciously.

But Gojo Satoru was stunned. Although he couldn't see his eyes, he could feel his subconsciously slowing down his breathing.

Not only Gojo Satoru, but also Fu Heihui.

At this time, they realized why Wanxing Temple gave them a strange feeling from the very beginning.

He always has no sense of existence, doesn't care about anything, and doesn't care about anything.

Teenagers are used to losing.

Whether it's losing a parent, or losing something else.

So when he heard that he still had relatives, his first reaction was not to be happy, but to ask if he was dead.

Let yourself not be hopeful by thinking of the worst-case scenario first.

This is something only those who understand loss and despair will do.

Fu Heihui didn't know the specific situation of this classmate, but his mood couldn't help but sink.

Gojo Satoru put a big hand on the head of Wanxing Temple and rubbed it hard.

"Sorry……"

He always believed that Wanxing Temple's suicide was because of them, and he always hated himself for not finding out earlier.

It was the same this time, Gojo Satoru blamed himself for not discovering the existence of Wanxing Temple's expertise earlier.

Not every orphanage has fulfilled its responsibilities.The children who had been abandoned once either became more aggressive to protect themselves, or closed themselves off and became more reticent.

"Why did you say sorry to me?" Wanxing Temple's chief looked at Wujo Wu suspiciously. If he didn't know it, he would have thought that Wanxing Temple had been killed by Wujo Wu or because of Wujo Wu. .

Knowing that Wanxing Temple was very skillful, he stretched out his hand and pulled Gojo Wu's hand away, "Also, don't make any moves."

He can pick others up, but others can't pick him up (fierce).

Gojo Satoru smiled and didn't listen, dodged Wanhangji's hand and rua a few more times before giving up, "Your talent is not inferior to his, you have to work hard."

Yuzu Yuhito and Rose Nagasaki came out soon. Although the curse spirit of this abandoned building is very cunning, it is futile in the face of all strength.

There was also a kid who sneaked in and almost died, but they also brought it out.

"I can't go to that kind of place in the future."

Knotaba Yuhito patted the little boy on the back, and the little boy also knew that he escaped from death, so he was full of gratitude to Knotaba Yuhito and Nagasaki Wild Rose, "Thank you! Goodbye!"

"Eh? Why do you all have heavy faces?" Hirohito Kojo turned around happily and saw three sullen faces.

Although Fu Heihui and Wanxing Temple have always had that expression.But Knotride Yuhito was keenly aware of the strangeness in the atmosphere.

Gojo Satoru was the most obvious, he actually stopped laughing.

Seeing that Wanxing Temple felt bad, he always felt that if he didn't do something, he would be stabbed in the back, "It's nothing, nothing happened, let's go to dinner."

Yuzu Yuhito was pushed away with a puzzled expression on his face, he looked at Gojo Gojo and Fukui Hui to know what happened.But apparently, neither will, at least not yet.

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Wanxing Temple saw that the leader was walking on the road and took a cup of hot milk tea to drink.Although it's spring and it's not cold, Wanxing Temple decided to take good care of his body and drink plenty of hot water.

The big screens in the streets of Tokyo are showing today's latest news.

"The battle between the Yokohama Mafia has intensified. The firefight at the port two days ago caused part of the port to collapse, but so far there have been no civilian casualties."

Wanxing Temple saw a few long tons of tons, and took a few more glances.

After all, when it comes to the Yokohama Mafia, there must be a place for the Port Mafia, and the Port Mafia is all old acquaintances.

Yokohama is the place where Wanxingji's first leather case went.With the passage of time, some memories have been blurred.

"The nasty mafia is wreaking havoc on Yokohama again."

The white-haired boy standing next to the master of Wanxing Temple spoke with righteous indignation, and beside him stood a cute little loli in kimono.

"Come on, Don, we haven't delivered the news and the letter yet."

Obviously, the two came to Tokyo for a purpose.

[It's a little tiger! 】

[There is also Jinghua sauce! 】

【Eh?But isn't this Tokyo? 】

[Maybe there is something wrong? 】

Wanxing Temple couldn't help but take a second look, but he didn't go up to say anything, after all, he didn't know each other.

His task of exorcising the curse spirit today has been completed, and it is time to go back.

But as he walked, Wanxing Temple saw a commotion not far in front of him, followed by the sound of a huge explosion.

"Run! There are terrorists!"

Everyone started to back away. There are already many people on the streets of Tokyo during off-duty hours, and this panic is unavoidable.

The head of Wanxing Temple picked up the little girl who fell beside him, and handed her to her mother, "Be careful, don't fall again."

The child's mother thanked Wanxing Temple, and then continued to escape with the flow of people.

Not long after, an open space appeared at the intersection that was originally crowded with people, and the master of Wanxing Temple finally saw clearly what happened.

An out-of-control outsider is fighting Scepter4, an old acquaintance of Wanhangsi.

Speaking of fighting, in the eyes of Wanxing Temple, it is actually a bit of a small fight.Because outsiders obviously cannot control themselves.But his negative fighting will still make him gradually controlled by Scepter4.

Wanxing Temple looked around, and since he didn't need him, he also backed away.

Stepping back to the front row, I saw the white-haired boy and the girl in kimono just now.

"Jinghuajiang, they are all amazing!"

"After all, it is a well-organized team, so it is naturally very powerful."

Quan Jinghua learned a lot of useful and useless knowledge when she was still in the port mafia, including the distribution of forces between friends and enemies in Hong Kong=Black.

Among them, the power of the king in Tokyo is also involved.

"Eh? That's it, then we also count as an establishment?" Are all armed detective agencies internal organizations?Atsushi Nakajima doesn't understand.

Quan Jinghua shook her head, "What we are doing is something that Hong Kong=Black and the government are not good at interfering with. It is not part of the establishment."

The master of Wanxing Temple also listened with great interest, and he didn't know it before.

"Eavesdropping is not a good habit." Quan Jinghua looked unkindly at Wanxing Temple standing next to them.

Wanxing Temple is good at it but blinked innocently, "I'm standing so close, and you haven't restrained your words. Of course I can hear you. If you don't believe me, ask the old man next to you."

Yes, there was a gray-haired grandfather standing on the other side of the two.

"Old man, I don't understand. You guys talk, you talk." The old man waved his hand embarrassedly when he saw cue.

So Quan Jinghua had no way to accuse Wanxing Temple of being good at it again, and Atsushi Nakajima immediately stood in the middle, "I'm sorry, it's our own problem, sorry, sorry."

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[Damn it, if you can't hear your voice, you have a problem with your ears, okay! 】

[But I think Master Wanxingji listened very enthusiastically (sorry)]

Indeed, it may be because of their own problems in this world. No one can hear their loud plots, but they are the easiest to expose if they are careful.

Strange!

"It's okay, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first?"

When the commotion ended, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and the chief of Wanxing Temple greeted him out of politeness before leaving.

Atsushi Nakajima also waved his hand in goodwill.

But then things started to go wrong.

Wanxing Temple saw that the chief sat in the same car with them, walked away for a while and then met back and forth.

Finally, they stopped together in front of the Tokyo High School.

The master of Wanxing Temple pushed open the door and looked at them hesitantly, "Welcome to Gaozhuan?"

Atsushi Nakajima and Kyoka Izumi didn't expect such a coincidence that the boy they met was a student of the Tokyo High School of Magic.