I'm not really a magician

The blond boy didn't have the consciousness to control the volume at all, and asked hurriedly, causing the guests at the next tables to look over in surprise.

"He is about to become a Buddha." Ji Jiang said softly, "That's why I stopped you just now, so spend more time with him now."

"It is already a miracle that two people who have been separated by thousands of years can meet."

Guang stared at Ji Jiang in a daze, then ran out of the store as if he had suddenly woken up.

"Hey, light—" Zuo Wei couldn't help but follow the light, "Where are you going?"

"Play chess!"

Everyone in the store noticed the boy's violent movements and voice.Then they saw the black-haired girl who was sitting at the boy's table with her head bowed. Thinking of the chess game that the boy just went out to shout, and looked like a sad girl, their eyes immediately became sympathetic.

"Miss... are you okay?"

The young lady in the store came over to ask her with some worry, Ji Jiang looked up blankly: "Huh?"

"Ah, I'll add some more cakes."

Because she ordered with Guang just now, she was too embarrassed to order too much, so she just added it now.

The clerk looked at Ji Jiang with even more loving eyes, wrote down what Ji Jiang wanted to add and went back to the front desk.

Ji Jiang sighed softly after the clerk walked away.

She also learned Go when she was a child.Her mother, Yasueda Tsunayashiro, is the second daughter of the previous head of the Tsunayashiro family. She is a noble woman trained by the Tsunayashiro family according to tradition.

The Tsunayashiro family has never been used to Kuchiki and Sifengin standing at the front and leading the team, thinking that this is not what nobles should do.

After Ji Jiang was born, her mother had many disputes with Ji Jiang's father over Ji Jiang's training. She wanted to train Ji Jiang according to the Tsunayashiro family's method, but she didn't want Ji Jiang to become a god of death.

But at that time, Ji Jiang was a child by nature, and couldn't sit still at all. Jingzhi was making moves on the other side of the chessboard, and Ji Jiang was sitting on the other side of the chessboard, with his eyes wide open and only focused on looking out of the yard.

In the end, Jingzhi finally compromised and agreed to let Ji Jiang practice martial arts with her father.She originally wanted to see Ji Jiang come back and act like a baby after a few days of persistence, but she didn't expect Ji Jiang to really persevere.

Ji Jiang, who survived Jing Zhi's training, would only play chess when Jing Zhi asked her to accompany her at home.

But the chess game will always end because Jingzhi thinks of Ji Jiang's father who played chess with her before and died in the battle of the spirit king's guardian god.

Until Yasueda went back to Tsunayashiro's house to visit his younger sister but ran into Tsunayashiro Tokinada's assassination of the whole family, Ji Jiang never played Go again.

She hated the Tsunayashiro family who killed her mother, and more or less had remorse for herself, as well as jealousy for the current head of the Tsunayashiro family.

Back then, it would have been nice if I had spent more time with my mother.

If the mother didn't save that person, she wouldn't die.

Therefore, when she saw Zuo Wei, who was about to become a Buddha, calling for a game of chess on the side of the road, she, who had nothing to do with this matter, stepped forward to stop him.

Similar regrets, it is better to have one less.

At the beginning, it would have been fine if I had played the game seriously.

When I met Gojo Satoru in the afternoon, the other party made an appointment to meet at the riverside park.The banks of the river are lush grass with benches facing the river.

From time to time, there are students after school chasing and passing by on the road.Ji Jiang looked at the quiet flowing water in front of him thoughtfully, and Wujo, who arrived one step later, sat on the other side of the chair unceremoniously and asked her what she was thinking.

During this period of time, Ji Jiang heard many murders during the soul burial: "Well, a soul in the previous soul burial was pushed into the river and drowned."

Gojo Satoru?

Ji Jiang held his chin and explained: "There are also people who stand on the edge of the guardrail but don't know that the guardrail has been dropped by hands and feet. I have met several of them."

"The crime rate of Mihua and Cuphu is really high." Ji Jiang sighed that life is not easy, and he is a little envious of the god of death who is stationed here. The river in front of him is clean and there is no dead soul.

Wutiao: "That's really hard work, do you want to change careers and become a magician?"

"Forget it." Ji Jiang leaned against the back of the chair and refused without hesitation: "It's very troublesome at first glance, I still have to go to school."

"Little Ji Jiang, you haven't been to school for a few days, have you?" Gojo Satoru accurately pointed out that Ji Jiang always asks for leave.

Ji Jiang coughed in embarrassment: "Stop talking about that, Xia You told me to ask you about him, who is he?"

"Jie and I used to be super-class cursers." Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, and then he spoke slowly, with a low voice: "Later he became a curser."

"Curser?" Ji Jiang was a little confused about the new term, and then heard the other party's explanation.

"No wonder..." Ji Jiang said in a low voice, only then did he understand how Xia You's style of doing things that threatened her was different from the conjurers she had seen.

She thought of what Gojo Satoru said before that the two were friends and his obvious anger when the store manager took out the summer oil materials, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Telling her about it was undoubtedly poking his scar, if it wasn't for Xia You's request, Gojo Satoru would never have said it.

"Is there a reason?" Ji Jiang asked the reason why Xia Youjie became a curse master.

"Have."

Wujo also leaned on the back of the chair, raised his head slightly to look at the sky, stopped talking, and recalled the events of his student days.

"Yu Ren told me before that the super magic spirit was dragged into hell?"

"Ah, yes. But no one knows the judgment standard of the gate of hell." Ji Jiang didn't go to see Gojo Satoru, but said so.

Gojo Satoru suddenly smiled: "I'm not worried about that."

"Ok?"

Gojo Gojo raised his right hand high, stretched out his index finger, facing the twilight sky, and said in a firm voice: "Jie and I are the strongest."

"We know each other well."

"Before any of us make that choice, we've all made up our minds to bear any price."

A dark red spot of light condensed on Gojo's fingertips, which was enough to cause the space-distorting mantra to rush into it.

"Hey, Wutiao!" Ji Jiang shouted nervously, and there were still pedestrians in twos and threes not far away.

Then--

The rotating light spot is like a broken crystal, scattered as broken dust, but disappears when it is about to touch other substances.

"Ah, failed again." Wutiao put down his hands, and slowly looked at Ji Jiang, with a smile on his lips, but there was a trace of loneliness for no reason.

It was like taking off the mask that he had been wearing all along, it was obviously very close.But Ji Jiang felt that the person in front of him seemed to be standing far away looking at her.

Not only her, but everyone in the world seemed to be separated by his no-lower-limit spell.

Wutiao's voice was a little cold: "It's just, a little lonely."

When the white-haired conjurer said this, he didn't look weak at all, as if he was telling the truth.

Ji Jiang couldn't speak for a while, she couldn't identify the emotion that was accumulated in her heart, it was not pity, nor did she want to comfort, but a more subtle emotion——

The sudden ringing of the phone broke the dead silence between them.

Wujo Satoru broke away from the state just now, slowly, with a little disbelief: "Huh? It's already this time."

He didn't avoid Ji Jiang, and picked up the phone directly. Yidizhi's voice was extremely anxious on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Gojo, there is a special aura in Mihua Town!"

Ji Jiang, who heard clearly from the side, opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

……

In the Mihua Museum, the surrounding streets have been blocked by the window staff, and the surrounding people have also been evacuated.

Gojo Satoru stood at the blockade line and listened to the staff report on the situation. Ji Jiang stood beside Gojo Satoru and looked towards the direction of the museum. He felt a strange uneasiness in his heart, which he didn't even feel on Leibo Street last time.

Outside the museum, there is a barrier-like shell that covers the entire museum, making it impossible for people to see what is inside. Outside the barrier is a tent.

"According to observations, the field appeared one hour after the closing of the museum, and the visiting citizens have basically left, and there are five staff members in the museum and—" the staff at the window were still talking, when suddenly a The voice interrupted.

"Sister Ji Jiang!" Ayumi's voice sounded, Ji Jiang looked at the little girl running towards her, and walked over before others stopped Ayumi.

"Yidichi, didn't the surrounding citizens evacuate?" Wujo asked.

Yidizhi's face became bitter, and he looked at the little girl who was holding Ji Jiang's hand and talking in a panic: "This...Mr. Gojo..."

"Sister Ji Jiang, what happened inside?" Ayumi's voice was about to cry.

"What's wrong?" Ji Jiang observed the girl's expression, and suddenly felt something was wrong, "Someone you know is inside? Conan?"

Ayumi shook her head with tears in her eyes: "No, we have to go to school today, we didn't come to the museum..."

"Aunt Yubao and Yin, Yin's illness has recovered a bit, Aunt Youbao brought Yin to the museum today, and when I finished my homework in the evening and wanted to go to see Yin, I realized that they hadn't come back. Since Aunt Youbao moved When you come to Mihua Town, besides taking Yin to see a doctor, you will definitely go home before nightfall.”

Hearing the last sentence, Ji Jiang's pupils dilated slightly: "Aunt Yubao and... Yin?"

Ayumi nodded.

"When did they move here?"

Before Ayumi answered, the staff had already answered: "After the earthquake two years ago, their mother and son moved from Karakura Town to Mihua Town."

Ji Jiang was cold all over, and turned his head stiffly to look in the direction of the museum.

If it's just the same name, it should be a coincidence.

But what about the coincidence after another?

51. Chapter 51

This is not the first time that Ji Jiang has heard Yin's name from Ayumi's mouth, but there are countless people with the same name in the world. Ji Jiang's impression of Yin has always been that it is the sickly little girl of Ayumi's neighbor.