I was reincarnated as the strongest brother on the surface

Hequan stood still outside the door, his worried eyes seemed to want to penetrate the thick wooden door.

But in the end, she just shook her head to herself, took a step back, and turned away silently under Xia Youjie's gaze.

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was about to stick to the door after Izumi left, Xia Youjie covered his face in melancholy.

"Wu... What are you doing so awkwardly?" Mingming was so worried that he couldn't open his mouth to talk to Tong Mo in person, and he didn't know whether he was avoiding Tong Mo or the mother's body in the room, "Go in if you have anything to say. Is it okay to say no?"

Gojo Wu grinned at Xia Youjie, and said with a bitter face, "Ah, Jie—"

The long-armed and long-legged man dragged his voice as if he had been wronged, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

"Tong Mo ignores me..."

Xia Youjie had a meal.

Indeed, since the incident in Shibuya, Tong Mo has been staying in this room. Seven days have passed, and he has not eaten a drop of water or eaten a grain of rice. It's getting more and more gray.

But Tong Mo didn't prohibit other people from entering the room, but just didn't care about other people's actions.

Xia Youjie saw that the inside was facing the direction of Tong Mo's mother's body, and Tong Mo enshrined a small shrine.But it is not as respectful and devout as ordinary people worship gods.

The note that Tong Mo tucked under the shrine said the garbage god Ma Cang Yewang.

The first time Xia Youjie saw it, he really didn't realize it. He stared at the note for a long time before he realized who Tong Mo was talking about.

King Ma Cang Ye, a man who claims to be a god, and Gojo Satoru also recognizes his identity.

Xia Youjie felt that if Tong Mo was in the mood to do such a thing, it proved that the matter about Tong Mo's mother hadn't reached the point of no return.

Maybe some kind of ritual is going on.

Xia Youjie, who once again had the honor to be the acting leader, had this thought inexplicably flashing through his mind.

Teacher Baimao looked at Xia Youjie eagerly, with please in his left eye and please in his right eye.

Xia Youjie squeezed the roots of the mountain to relieve his fatigue, "Wu, go in after you've said what you're worried about, and stay by Tong Mo's side, isn't it better than you running around in a hurry outside?"

Wutiao Wudao said weakly: "But now is the critical moment, I dare not go in."

Xia Youjie: "..."

He didn't dare either.

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu, you look at me, I look at you, and finally unanimously decided not to disturb Tong Mo now.

in the room……

Tong Mo tightly held one palm and the five branched palms together. The blood in his body and the five branched hands had circulated through the gap between the palms for seven days.

Only the last hour left...

To be honest, Tong Mo didn't know if he could succeed. This was a secret technique recorded in the ancient books dug out from the Kamo family by the chief elder of the director department. Blood relatives who were willing to sacrifice themselves could wake up their dead relatives in this way.

During the ceremony, the sacrificer is not allowed to eat or drink.

Until the complete seven-day small cycle passed, the blood of the caster and the castee blended indistinguishable from each other.

The spell is successful, the subject and the caster share life, the spell fails... No one has been able to persist until the seventh day.

The reason why this method was abandoned is because no one can cut off water for seven days and seven nights.

No matter how powerful the conjurer is, he is still human after all.

No one can bear the pain of his own blood blending with others.

Anyone who has ever tried this method has invariably stopped on day one.

"Mom..." Tong Mo's voice was dry but gentle, "I miss you so much, it's my fault, if only I had transformed you from the beginning..."

At the beginning, my mother was afraid that he would receive more shackles because of the two of them.So even when he was dying, he still sternly rejected Tong Mo's words.

"But I naively pursue perfect transformation, and want you to live for a long time without any side effects. Is this a punishment for my greed?"

"I'm so tired... Mom..."

Tong Mo's eyes were reddened, he closed his eyes slightly, and pursed his lips into a straight line.

"It's tiring to bear the lives of others; it's tiring to answer the prayers of believers; it's tiring to work every day."

Tong Mo never felt that way before, it was his responsibility, the price he had to pay to protect his parents.

But now...

"I want to be protected by you too."

"Wake up quickly, Mom."

Ding--

The piece of paper pressed under the altar spontaneously ignited without fire, and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.But the faint blue pulsating flames did not affect other things.After the paper was burned, it quietly disappeared again.

Tong Mo twisted his stiff neck that seemed to be rusted, and what caught his eyes was exactly what he had imagined.

The person who quietly appeared beside him was King Ma Cang Ye.

Ever since Tong Mo secretly compared the heights of the two in his heart, King Ma Cang Ye never appeared in front of Tong Mo with a juvenile body.

After a moment of silence, the god said lightly: "You should understand what price you will pay for doing this, right?"

Tong Mo was silent.

Of course he does.Will be weak, will be tired, will be weak--

"But I can recover..."

"No..." Ma Cang Ye Wang interrupted him, his godly eyes were high above him, he smiled slightly, and looked at Tong Mo with some emotions that Tong Mo couldn't understand, "You won't recover again .”

"Your own ability is very strong, Tong Mo. But do you think there is anyone else who uses himself to make deals with gods as frequently as you?"

"The reason why the price is called the price is because it means that you will lose something forever."

Ma Cangye Wang fixedly stared at Tong Mo: "It's like the bondage you got from praying to the gods when you were ten years old."

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"I am willing to pay any price, do my best, use my strength, to reach out to all human beings who ask me for help, and to judge all the injustices I have encountered."

"I will abandon my humanity and walk in the world with the will of God, unwavering."

At the beginning, maybe there was some resentment towards the Wujo family and Wujo Wu, and I didn't want to have anything to do with them.

But he was unwilling to go against the will of his parents, even if he didn't say it explicitly, but Tong Mo knew that his mother had always missed Gojo Satoru, another child of hers.

So Tong Mo gave himself ten years.

He must find a solution to the disadvantages of transforming ghosts within this deadline.

If it wasn't for those rotten oranges in the director's department...

Tong Mo's eyes dimmed.

"Tomorrow or accident, you never know which will come first."

Tong Mo’s own experience perfectly verified this sentence.

Tong Mo let out a breath: "It's okay, I'm ready to accept all the consequences."

"I won't have any influence in the magic world without me. There are also Wu and Jie. If they are here, nothing will change."

In addition to Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu, there are also Otoko Yuta, who has more spell power than Wujo Wu, Gou Juji, the magic spell teacher, Xin Tian and Maki of the Cursed Chanyuan, the self-supporting Cursed Panda, and the first grader. children of -

"Child mill..."

King Ma Cang Ye sighed, "You are very pessimistic, this is not like you anymore."

Tong Mo lowered his head: "I just want my mother to come back to life..."

King Ma Cang Ye raised his eyebrows, he couldn't hear what Tong Mo was saying.However, it may also be because Tong Mo's body is in a special state.

"Well, how should I put it, we can also be regarded as game partners. I don't want to see you depressed like this."

Lord Shenming smiled and said, "Instead of making you weak, why don't I give you another favor, the price is—"

"You have to be the same as before, and still be the god who judges the world in the world."

"Is this easy for you?" Tong Mo asked.

King Ma Cang Ye thought for a while, and replied: "It's easy, but I made an exception for you. Repay me well..."

The god wearing the onmyoji costume easily separated Tong Mo from the five branched palms, and bathed in the warm and soft light, Tong Mo almost immediately noticed that the loss of his time during this period flowed back with the disconnection of this link. in your own body.

The Ma Cang Ye Wang folding fan is a little between the eyebrows of the five branches, and the scars left by the silk cords are visible to the naked eye.

Wutiao Youzhi was not completely dead until the silk rope invaded her body recently, and her soul was well preserved by Ma Cangye Wang, who had long been paying attention.

After a slight buzzing sound, the five branches lying flat on the ground opened their eyes.

Tong Mo: "Mom!"

He flew over and squeezed Ma Cang Ye Wang away, and looked at Wu Tiao You Zhi who had just opened his eyes in a trance with tears in his eyes.

"Tong Mo..." Wu Tiao Youzhi looked at the child who had grown up in an instant in her eyes in confusion, and suddenly his expression changed. He sat up and looked at the ground where she had been lying on.

There are still Tong Mo's talisman formations on the ground, five with branches and looking around the room, there are indeed many unknown talismans stuck on them.

Wu Tiao Youzhi reached out and grabbed Tong Mo's ear: "Tong Mo, I told you not to do such a thing."

Tong Mo shook his head quickly, and said cautiously: "Mom, I don't have one!"

"Really, this guy can testify to me!"

King Makura Ye: "..."

What the hell is "this guy"?

[Mom hates me doing this kind of resurrection from the dead. She probably misunderstood my ability before, please explain it to me, my lord! 】

Tong Mo looked at King Ma Cang Ye pitifully.

King Ma Cang Ye paused.

Wait, has he been tricked by this brat? Can people's emotions really change so quickly!

Just now, he was ashamed as if he was about to ascend to the ground, but in just a moment, he was full of energy and could act like a baby with his mother?

It could be seen what he was thinking, the main reason was that the deceived and injured expression on King Ma Cang Ye's face was too obvious, Tong Mo couldn't help but curled up his fingers and scratched his cheek.

Ma Cangye Wang hesitated to speak, and finally did not look at Tong Mo at all, but turned to Wutiaoyouzhi, and smiled and briefly told Tong Mo from her falling into a deep sleep one by one.

Tong Mo: "..."

He just wanted King Ma Cang Ye to help him explain that he didn't try to resurrect the dead, there is no need to tell what he did before, revenge, this is definitely revenge...

Wutiao Youzhi was very calm after listening to Ma Cang Ye Wang's narration, and first thanked Ma Cang Ye Wang gently, saying that I understand Tong Mo's character, he is a lawless child, and thank you very much for your help.If you need me, I will do my best to repay you.

She took the kindness of Ma Cang Ye Wang's resurrection to herself.

Tong Mo hides behind Wutiao Youzhi and winks wildly at King Ma Cang Ye.

【Master God, please please-】

He has promised King Ma Cang Ye that he will continue to perform his duties in the future, just like Tong Mo, King Ma Cang Ye should not tell Wujo Youzhi that they have completed the transaction.

Ma Cangye Wang finally had the real feeling of being deceived until now, he looked at Tong Mo with a smile, and said slowly: "It's nothing, Tong Mo and I have already..."

Under Tong Mo's tense and threatening eyes, Ma Cangye Wang slowly uttered the second half of the sentence.

"We've known each other for more than ten years, so we can barely be considered friends."

Tong Mo: "."

Sorry, dare not speak.

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"puff--"

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly cleared the table, wiped off the tea he sprayed out, and said nervously, "Well, you..."

Tong Mo: "This is my mother."

Xia Youjie: "Oh, that, mom, sit down..."

Gojo Satoru, who was looking at Wujo Youzhi silently, turned his gaze to Xia Youjie.

Tong Mo also looked at Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Wutiao Youzhi covered his mouth and smiled, "Am I scary?"

Xia Youjie said embarrassingly, "No, I'm just too nervous."

After all, he never thought that Tong Mo could really do such a thing.

The resurrection of the dead...

This is terrible... If Tong Mo hadn't taken control of the director's department at this time, it would be a disaster for Tong Mo if it got out.

Another aspect is that this is Xia Youjie's first time facing his friend's elders, so he is inevitably in a hurry.

Gojo Satoru didn't even blink.

He didn't wear sunglasses, and a pair of blue eyes fixedly stared at the woman who looked very similar to him.

"You must be Wutiao." Wutiao Youzhi waved to Wutiao Wu, motioning him to sit beside him.

Tong Mo had already sat down next to her, and cast a quick glance at Wujo Wu.

With a sudden change in his mind, Wujo Wu smiled and sat down affectionately next to Wujo Youzhi.

"Mother……"

It was a low-pitched, hesitant, emotionally complex call.

"Um……"

It was a trembling answer.

"Uh..." Wujo Youzhi couldn't help but want to touch Wujo Wu's face, but he flinched when he approached, and stopped moving his hand forward.

Wujo Satoru simply grabbed Wujo's branched hand and placed it on his face.

I've grown up, Mom.

Maybe we never met, but that's okay.