Abandoned villages, overgrown with weeds among the broken walls, the dried yellow mud is mixed with traces and utensils that people once lived here, half-cracked porcelain bowls, mixed with clothes that have no longer been seen.. This village is located in the low-lying mountains, surrounded by tall vegetation, the afternoon sun seems to be frozen in the square, and the whole scene is quiet and mixed with heaviness and depression.

Naoya Chanyuan stood at the entrance of this abandoned village, holding a pot of tall and green bamboo in his hand, looking down at his watch from time to time, his face full of impatience.

And the fellow first-class conjurer, Nanami Jianren, looked calm and indifferent, leaning against the side of the big tree with an indifferent expression, and even took a cigarette out of his pocket unhurriedly, asking: "Do you mind?" ?”

"It's up to you." Chanyuan Naoya held Lu Zhi's hand tightly, "That guy Wujou...why did he go?"

Not surprisingly, Gojo Satoru was late again.

Jianren Qihai puffed out the milky white smoke, looking familiar, "There must be something wrong."

An all-purpose excuse with no sincerity.

In fact, he knows everything, that guy must not know which local specialty store to buy sweets first.

After all, it's Wujo Satoru... It's as if he is not himself if he is not late.

After finishing a cigarette, the familiar white hair finally appeared on the stage with small steps.

"Hi, Nana Ming——" Gojo Satoru held a lollipop in his mouth, and greeted him without burden, then turned his gaze to Zenyuan Naoya, who had a stinking face, and took out the candy stick with a bang. Opening his mouth, he said, "Oh, what—what... you came to the Buddhist monastery today? You're still holding a pot of bamboo. Could it be that you dug it out in the forest and brought it back?"

"."

"Nanaming, have the Chanyuan family fallen to this point now?" Gojo Satoru leaned into Qihai Jianren's ear and asked in a voice that he thought was beeping softly but could be heard clearly by everyone present.

"Wu, be more serious." Jianren Qihai pushed his glasses indifferently, not intending to cooperate with Wujo Wu.

The corner of Chanyuan Naozai's mouth twitched, seeing the person with a cynical and annoying look, with a lollipop in his mouth, as if he was strolling leisurely in a supermarket, and brazenly dissed the green plant in his hand.

Just when the itchy mouth was about to flare up, he suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "Mr. Wutiao doesn't understand. This pot of bamboo is a gift from my future mother-in-law. How can a guy like you who is 28 years old and still living alone understand?" .”

Then Xiang Xianbao started to show off the plate of bamboo endlessly, "My mother-in-law's vision is really good. When she saw this plate of bamboo, she thought it matched my temperament, so she gave it to me." I have a pot."

However, the fact is that Naoya Zenna had the cheek to ask Ms. Quanna who chose flowers——

"Auntie, I am also very interested in growing green plants recently, can you recommend it?"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman just looked at him indistinctly, her gentle but penetrating gaze seemed to be a ray of light, illuminating all the small things in his heart. He faintly revealed a smile.

The jade finger, which has not been polished by the trivial matters of life, gracefully pointed to a pot of green plants in the shop, and said pointedly: "I think this pot of bamboo is very suitable for the young master of the Zen Academy. Bamboo is tough and straight, evergreen, and it is a gentleman. The incarnation of human beings, and the ancients often said that without meat, one is thin, and without bamboo, one is vulgar. A thin person can be fat, but a vulgar person cannot be healed. I think the young master of the Chanyuan is lacking just such a plate of bamboo to show his dignity?"

The implication: You are very vulgar, please buy a piece of bamboo and go back to pretend to be aggressive.

But the words fell into Zenyuan Naoya's ears, and were filtered into another meaning.

"You don't know, bamboo is the representative of a gentleman... But it's true, you ordinary people, and you guys who don't have a future mother-in-law will never understand my happiness, are you right? Gojo-kun." Zenyuan Naozai had a proud and arrogant face, and kept fiddling with his bamboo leaves with his fingers.

"Huh??" Gojo Satoru, who was inexplicably caught by the cue, poked Nanami Jianren's arm, "Nanaming, he's so arrogant, why don't we put him in a sack tonight and beat him up first? I'll get the sack, Come and beat me!"

"..I don't want to be involved in a war between the two of you"

Jianren Qihai: You really know how to pick jobs!

And obviously, those words were aimed at Wujo Wu alone, so what does it have to do with Qihai Jianren?

After all, apart from getting off work on time, the social animals can't hide any personal feelings for their children!

A group of three people walked towards the dilapidated village below. At the entrance of the village stood a stone tablet with the words Heiwo Town engraved on it.

This is their goal at this time, to strengthen the seal of the super curse sealed in Heivortex Town.

In theory, strengthening a seal does not require so many conjurers.But the curse in Black Vortex Town is very special, and it can only be done if three magicians are present at the same time.

So the three of them got together.

Zenyuan Naozai walked in front alone holding a basin of bamboo, with a high-spirited look, very much like a royal palace noble traveling in the territory.

Wujo Satoru and Qihai Jianren, who are more familiar, are walking behind.

"However, I'm really curious, which family's daughter is so short-sighted that she chose to jump into the big pit of Zenyuan Naoya."

"." He had heard a little bit about this matter, it seems that the Zenyuan family hooked up with the Dongtang family.

However, thinking of the entanglement between Gojo Satoru and the Todo family before him, Qihai Jianren still chose not to comment.

but--

"Where did you get your Pepsi from?"

Gojo Satoru raised his head and took a sip of Pepsi, with a satisfied expression on his face, and then asked, "Does Nana Ming want to drink too?"

"No, I don't drink this unhealthy drink."

Hearing Jianren Qihai's firm refusal, Gojo Satoru showed a escaped expression on his face, "Great, I just happen to only have this bottle.. It was taken out of the refrigerator at the house of the person I like!" Especially the last sentence, it was added so deliberately, and the tone was so embarrassing.

Good guy!You are essentially the same dog as Zenyuan Naoya!

"..Excessive sugar intake will accelerate skin relaxation and aging. Excessive intake of carbonated drinks will make you more prone to osteoporosis.. Wu, you are 28 years old, it is indeed the age to pay attention to maintenance. Otherwise you My little girlfriend probably would be very disgusted... and fall in love with my uncle."

If the inference is correct, women who like to drink Pepsi will generally be younger.

Sure enough, Jianren Qihai's words hit Gojo Wu's heart completely.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Tong Yan's handsome face, and her tone was stiff: "Nana Ming, are you joking?"

But the hand took Pepsi away quite obediently.

Qihai Jianren silently observed this detail, and a bright light suddenly appeared on the lens of the glasses.

".. If you don't believe me, go check your mother yourself." After finishing it, I didn't forget to add a fatal sentence, "Don't be rejected by your girlfriend and break up because of excessive aging. It's because I didn't warn you in advance."

Call you a dog!

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