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Seeing that the perplexed expression on the young man's face could not be faked at all, Qianliu from the Buddhist monastery couldn't help being puzzled.

If others were to judge, they might not realize that this was Wujo Satoru in his youth.After all, his too young face hasn't changed much for more than ten years.

But Qianliu of the Chanyuan was keenly aware of the difference. Gojo Satoru in front of her eyes was much younger than her husband, about seventeen or eighteen years old—she thought of the ten-year bazooka she had experienced before, which could indeed complete the time-space exchange.

But she and her husband have known each other since they were five or six years old. Even if the young Wujo Satoru was switched from the past, there is absolutely no reason not to know her.

Is it an enemy disguised as a boy Gojo Satoru?

"It's freezing outside, let me in."

Gojo Satoru took a step forward and wanted to enter the house, but she was slightly sideways leading the door and stopped him calmly.

"...?" He frowned.

The sunglasses slid down the bridge of Gojo Satoru's nose, revealing the snow-white upper eyelashes and starry blue eyes.

When he restrained himself in his daily life, Qianliu of the Zen Academy, who was already insensitive to the power of mantras, had difficulty judging the authenticity of the six eyes.

There is no deception on the outside, but the possibility of deliberate disguising cannot be ruled out-there are too many people in the Qianliu position of the Zen Academy, watching from the dark.

Caution is one of her celebrated qualities.

"Before entering someone's house, please state your name first."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan quietly touched the doorknob. The smart door lock is equipped with an automatic alarm function with three consecutive clicks, and directly sends a text message to notify Fu Heisher and the protector who is on standby not far away.In half a minute, someone would appear to protect her.

She asked, "Who are you and why are you here?"

"Gojo Wu, can you not recognize me?" He clicked his tongue impatiently, and urged: "Didn't you see that I am only wearing an autumn coat? I'm freezing to death, let me go in."

But Zenyuan Qianliu just looked at him gently, and asked back: "Why should I trust you? It's too rude to try to break into my house even though you can't say my name."

Seeing her so natural, Gojo Satoru couldn't help being suspicious: "You really don't know me?"

About one or two minutes ago, Gojo Satoru, who had experienced the rocket launcher for ten years out of curiosity, appeared in the ice and snow in an instant from his home with a moderate temperature.And a mobile phone was dropped on the ground, and when it was picked up, the back was still a little hot.

As soon as Gojo Satoru pressed the power button, he found that it had been unlocked by face recognition——

It explained that the owner of the machine was himself in the future, and the desktop was a selfie photo of him and a woman with black hair and green eyes.

The woman in the photo is beautiful.Black hair and blue eyes, lips, nose, brows and eyes are all delicate and moving, with a cold temperament, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Is it a Buddhist monastery... a Buddhist monastery?

I can't seem to remember the name clearly.

But Gojo Satoru was sure that he had seen her before, even in the Buddhist temple known for her good looks, her beauty was outstanding.

Two years ago in Tokyo, the two met once by chance, and broke up after a little trouble, so it didn't take much effort to recognize her...

Although he didn't know why his proud memory malfunctioned at this time, and he couldn't remember her name for life.

Quickly make a judgment on the relationship between her future self and her, it should be in the relationship.The door of this family's door was written with a Buddhist temple again, and Gojo Satoru decisively rang the doorbell.

As a result, the green-eyed beauty who came out refused to let him in, as if she didn't know him indifferently.

Gojo Satoru had to guess whether his future self was still in a state of pursuit, and the other party didn't like him very much, so he resisted.

He looked up and down at the woman in front of him, her technique was useless, her arms and legs were thin, she had almost no physical skills, and her overall strength was probably at the level of a third or fourth level conjurer.

The appearance is beautiful, and the one who is not inferior to being a star-but isn't he handsome enough?

She actually rejected Wutiaowu, she really didn't know good from bad.What's so special about this woman?

"Again, I'm Gojo Satoru." He said irritably, "I experienced a thing called a ten-year bazooka, and exchanged it to the future. You must know me."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan did not let go of his guard, and lightly pressed the doorknob twice with his thumb, ready to sound the alarm at any time.She said: "I don't believe in empty words, use your spells to prove that you are him."

Her expression was indifferent and alienated, her voice was as light as if it had been washed by water, but it carried an undeniable power.

Just based on this subtle feeling, Gojo Satoru's evaluation of this person has slightly changed.

She must be a woman who has been in a high position all year round, holds decision-making power, and often gives orders, which does not match her weak and beautiful appearance.

It's the annoying tone of a superior.

Gojo Satoru suppressed the raging impatience and anger, black and purple balls of light gradually condensed on his fingertips, and Cang shone disturbingly under the door lamp.

So Zenyuan Qianliu immediately changed his attitude, and smiled gently, as if a little embarrassed: "Sorry, Gojo-kun, after all, I am not as powerful as you, so I have to be more cautious. Please forgive me for being on guard."

Gojo Satoru hummed lightly, accepting her explanation.

She stepped aside and said, "My name is Chanyuan Qianliu. Come in first, it's cold outside. Would you like some hot buckwheat tea?"

"casual……"

Gojo Satoru walked into the room trembling, and sat down on the sofa very naturally, swaggering as if he had returned to his own home.

After Qianliu of the Chanyuan poured the tea, he went to the refrigerator and took out a strawberry-flavored panji to entertain him.

Apart from him, no one in this family likes sweets. They have been separated for nearly a year, and Qianliu of the Chanyuan still has the habit of passing by the dessert shop to buy some and bring them back.

Every time Fu Heihui opened the refrigerator to look for food, his expression would become hesitant to speak.But he was afraid that saying the wrong thing would make her more sad, so he never stopped him.

Satisfied with her way, Gojo Satoru opened the transparent plastic cover.

While eating, he asked, "What am I doing in the future? Why am I here?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled: "Wu Jun, can I call you that?"

"what ever……"

"how old are you?"

"Seventeen..."

"Have you graduated from high school?"

"almost……"

"Well, about your question, let's answer the first one first." She said frankly, "At first, I just made an appointment to talk about things, but it turned out that it was you who appeared at the door. Are you sure you don't know me?"

The green eyes of Zenyuan Qianliu were full of water, which made Gojo Satoru hesitate for a moment.

He said with some displeasure: "I only met once when I was a child, so I barely know each other."

"Hey?"

"What, I remember you surprised you?" He didn't even lift his eyes.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan was even more perplexed: "Has there been no contact since then?"

Gojo Satoru thought she was pretending to be a fool and gave a cold snort, then lowered his head and dug a mouthful of creamy strawberries with a small spoon.

"The things we experienced are a little different. After all, Wu and I have known each other for a long time. It seems that you may be a visitor from another time and space."

Qianliu of the Zen Academy thought for a moment, apparently digesting the matter well, "Why did you come into contact with the ten-year bazooka?"

Desserts that suit your taste came first, and Gojo Satoru was in a pretty good mood, and replied: "Someone sent it to me, and the sender couldn't find out who it was. The instructions say that after using it, you can exchange it with yourself ten years later." For a few minutes, I checked and there was no magic power, so I just tried it..."

"That's it..." Qianliu from the Chanyuan said gently, "But it's been about 4 minutes since you entered the door?"

Gojo Satoru stopped holding the thin spoon.

"It's okay, I probably know how you got here. I have also been in contact with the bazooka for ten years, and occasionally it malfunctions, and I will help you go back."

Her voice was like running water, gently washing away his initial irritability.

"Don't be nervous, just treat it as a trip to the future?"

"Oh……"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan asked: "Did you and I only meet once in Wujun's time and space?"

Thinking of this incident, Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth. The impression this person left on him was really not good.

He casually replied, "Twice."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan was a master at observing words and expressions, and said, "Oh...it seems that I didn't get along very well with you."

"I don't know what's good."

"That's really sorry," she said, "but personally, I still hope that I can live in peace with Wu-jun."

Gojo Satoru stared at her for a while, his irritability surrounded him, as if he couldn't act recklessly in front of her, otherwise it would be somewhat inappropriate.

It is his normal state to play tricks on cats and dogs in the college, and to be chased and scolded by senior sisters as a bastard.Instead of being unable to say anything stupid under her gentle gaze.

He said: "Who cares."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled but said: "Okay, but Wu Jun has nowhere to go tonight, right? Except here."

Gojo Satoru said disdainfully: "Are you trying to drive me away? You are weak."

"Yes..." she said softly, "But I have plenty of ways to punish Mr. Wu. After all, you are still inferior to the future Wu."

Intrigued by the certainty in her words, Wujo Wu raised his head and raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"But I won't do that." Chanyuan Qianliu said gently, "After all, I like Wu Jun very much. Don't worry, I will never hurt you. Let's get along well then?"

Gojo Satoru naturally wouldn't take such provocative words from such a weak woman to him, he just thought it was a bit ridiculous that she slapped her swollen face to look like a fat person, trying to get her way.

"I don't mean to play house with you."

He crossed his legs, fell back on the sofa, and put the thin spoon on the dessert plate after eating.

Originally, he still suspected that his future self was her suitor.However, with such a welcome reception, Qianliu from the Chanyuan must also be very familiar with him, and had made preparations for his visit early.

Looking up and down at the person in front of him, Gojo Satoru said critically: "You should... be my future girlfriend, right? The spells are useless, the physical skills are also weak, and the personality is so boring... It's because of the old age, the old men at home Force me to find a woman from the Yusan family to fall in love with and marry?"

"It's boring." He sneered.