Thor Cultivation Plan [Zhong Yuanshen]

Lei Yingying tilted his head slightly, looking at Wujo Satoru who was sitting next to her, she asked with concern: "Are you in a hurry? If you are in a hurry, you can go back to Wujo's house first, and we will be there later."

"..."

"Actually, it's not in a hurry, it's okay."

Gojo Satoru changed his mind in an instant after hearing Lei Movie's words, he didn't want to be kicked out of the car.

Gojo Satoru sat upright and explained what happened just now in a serious manner. In fact, he himself didn't believe the reason he was talking nonsense.

"Well, so be it."

Lei Movie didn't say whether he believed it or not, he just told Yi Dizhi to drive at this speed.

**

It was early in the morning when we arrived at Wujo House, so it happened to be time for breakfast.

The black car was parked in front of the gate of Wutiao House, and next to it was a fiery red locomotive. Nakahara also got off his car and temporarily parked the locomotive next to the black car.

He looked around, but didn't see a parking space near the gate of Wutiao House.

At this time, the tall courtyard door of Gojo Hon's family has been opened, and a magician who heard the sound came out of it, and he is mainly responsible for receiving guests.

From the opened door behind him, you can see the carved buildings inside, and the winding wooden corridors extend into the distance.

"Congratulations, Lord Patriarch, Lord Thunder God, and this distinguished guest." The visitor was respectful, and did not put on airs because of his status as the third royal family of the magic world. Status will not be low.

"Do you need me to find someone to park the car in the yard?"

Under normal circumstances, there is no parking outside the gate of Wutiao's house, and it is usually parked in a special parking lot in the courtyard. However, this black car should be driven back by the auxiliary supervisor, so the person he asked was actually Zhong Yuan who had just got off the locomotive. In also.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw the key in his hand to the conjurer opposite, and watched with his own eyes that the other party gave the key to a servant who rushed over.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help frowning, he didn't like this kind of behavior of dividing people into ranks and grades.

"Let's go, let's go, it's just in time for breakfast." Gojo Satoru stood in the middle and embraced the shoulders of the two (gods), with a warm and hospitable look.

It would be okay if there were only Gojo Satoru and Lei Yingying, but with the addition of Nakahara Chuya standing on the left hand of Gojo Satoru, it would suddenly become strange.

The conjurer of the Gojo family who came to greet them couldn't help but secretly glanced at Nakahara Chuya. The gap between 1.9 meters and 1.6 meters was too conspicuous.

Unsurprisingly, Nakahara raised his hand and pushed Gojo Satoru's arm away. He felt that Gojo Satoru could already be ranked No.2 in the list of people he didn't like. No.1 was his former partner Osamu Dazai .

Lei Movie stared at Gojo Satoru who was stuck to his left, poking at his right arm.

"Hey, how about Mitarai dumplings for breakfast? There's special syrup." Gojo Satoru coughed and put his hand down consciously.

The conjurer of the Wutiao family lowered his head slightly to observe his nose, nose and heart, as if he didn't see it.

"Then you are going to the Dahiro room first?"

"Then let's have breakfast first."

Mitarai dango is a classic delicacy, and she also wants to try this special syrup.

After getting a response, the conjurer of Gojo's family made a gesture of "please" and turned around to lead the way. It was rare for Gojo Gojo not to forget Yijizhi who was standing by the side before he left.

"Yidizhi, you can go back," Wujo Wu thought for a while, the negotiation between the magic world and ordinary people's police station cooperation investigation will not be completed in a day, he estimated that those rotten oranges will have several meetings to quarrel Only then can the result come out, "It should be nothing to do with you these few days."

The final result of this matter must be the end of the cooperation between the two parties. It would be strange if those rotten oranges insisted on taking the corpse back for private investigation when the government's attitude was tough.

It is impossible for the world of conjuration to separate from the society of ordinary people, so there is another opportunity to force those rotten oranges to compromise.

Gojo Satoru knew those rotten oranges very well, but they were bullying the weak and fearing the hard. This time, the attitude of the Tokyo Police Department was very tough, and the corpse was still in the Yokohama Police Station.

The hands of those rotten oranges can't reach there, and if they want to participate in this investigation, they can only compromise with the Tokyo police.

Gojo Satoru didn't know how Kage did it, and when did he meet the policeman, but it was the best choice to get rid of those rotten oranges in this way.

In the past, rotten oranges opened private courts to sentence people to death, but this time it was their turn to go to prison.

As for the treatment after the loss of the high-level... Let's talk about it after the rotten oranges are dealt with.

**

The house of the Gojo family is very big, they have already passed through many Japanese rooms, walking on the wooden corridor, passing one or two people around from time to time, all of them are servants who are in a hurry and seem to have work to do, and occasionally there are a few with them The conjurer who took the initiative to say hello.

The fifth one came to say goodbye. After the conjurer left, Lei Movie asked casually, "Do you know all those people?"

Wujo realized that his behavior was perfunctory, but he actually nodded to the person who greeted him, and pretended he didn't see it directly.

Not perfunctory, just nodded indifferently, and left without saying a word.

In fact, from the Taisho period, Gojo Satoru did not hesitate to entrap his own family. It can be seen that the relationship between the two is not very good.

"I don't know him. I don't even remember his name. For example, the one in front of me, I don't know his name."

Gojo Satoru directly gave an example. He was referring to the conjurer who was leading the way. He would not remember the name he didn't want to remember even if he said it a hundred or a thousand times.

The conjurer who was walking in front turned around, smiled and said to Gojo Satoru, "It's normal for a little person like me to not remember."

In fact, his name is Wutiaoyu, and Wutiaowu is even closer to the same line in the genealogy, but at this time, he must have followed Wutiaowu.

This is the role of talent, some people are born geniuses, but he is just an ordinary conjurer who is better than ordinary people.

"Here, this is the Hiroma used to entertain guests," Gojo Yu said with a standard smile on his face, as if the embarrassing thing hadn't happened just now, he opened the shoji door in front of him, and the interior of the Japanese room was much larger than the normal room , There are four low tables in the middle of the room, two of which are on one side, divided into two sides and placed on the left and right sides of the room.

"This place is generally used to entertain guests who are close to the Wujo family."

The smile on Wutiao Yu's face deepened. He said what he said, and the gold content of the gods is very high, especially after Wujo's senior management learned that Wujo Satoru couldn't beat Lei Movie.

"Excuse me, who is this?" Wutiaoyu looked at Zhongyuan Zhongye, he was tactful and did not forget to explain, "I need to report later, at least I need to know your name, is that okay?"

"Chuya Zhongyuan, a cadre of the port mafia." Zhongya Zhongyuan introduced his identity in a simple and clear sentence, and he saw Wujo Yu's face froze for a moment as expected.

Wutiaoyu held back the doubts in his heart, and he said in a daze: "Okay, I remember, please come in."

Why did the Patriarch bring the mafia back? He is still a cadre. The cadres have a very high status in the mafia. It can be said that only the leader of the mafia is higher than the cadres. This is a very serious issue. We must notify Wutiao as soon as possible Only the elders of the family will do.

And he always felt that this port mafia seemed familiar, and he always felt that he had heard it somewhere...

**

Unlike the tables and chairs that modern society is more accustomed to, both the decoration and the furniture in the Wujo Family House tend to be traditional, and even the house itself is a cultural relic that needs to be repaired every year.

The short tables placed in the room will change according to the number of guests. Because there are no more than four people this time, the short tables in the room have not been moved, and remain the same.

Lei Yingying and Zhongya Zhong also went in first, and Wutiaoyu was slow to react because he was thinking about the identity of Zhongya Zhongyuan. When he wanted to go in and ask the guests what they had for breakfast, Wutiao Wu stopped him.

When he was grabbed by the collar behind him, Wu Tiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw their Patriarch standing outside, who seemed not planning to go in immediately.

"Patriarch, do you have any orders?"

Of course Wujoyu didn't dare to be dissatisfied with Wujo Wuzhi's behavior, he knew that even if he asked, Wujo Wu would definitely answer—【Because you are too short, it will be easier this way. 】

There is no need to doubt, Gojo Satoru can definitely tell, he is not polite to everyone, he looks cute in front of Lei Movie, that is the limited edition Gojo Satoru.

"For breakfast later, I will have a table according to my preference," Gojo Satoru raised his hand and patted Gojo Yu on the shoulder, "Remember not to make mistakes, and there is Mitarai dumpling..."

"Let's see the rest."

Gojo Satoru ordered the names of a few desserts, and then left the rest to the chef to do as he pleases, but there is no way to say how free it is.

Gojo Satoru has a very clear preference for food, that is - sweets, sweets, still sweets.

When Wutiaoyu heard this request, he didn't doubt whether his master would eat so much sweets in the morning that his teeth would decay. What he was concerned about was that there were still two guests sitting in the room.

He reminded Wujo Satoru tactfully: "What food preferences do those two have? I'll tell the chef now."

"Sweet food." Gojo Satoru was absolutely convinced that Ying Yiwang was the same sweet party as him. As for Zhongya Chuya, he had already selectively ignored him.

"Really, really..." Wujoyu was a little hesitant, after all, there was a god sitting inside, and he wondered if Wujo Wu had capriciously reported what he liked. In fact, the god didn't like this...

Gojoyu, like Gojo Satoru, also ignored Nakahara Chuya, because he didn't know much about the port mafia, otherwise he wouldn't ignore someone so easily, at least he would think of asking together.

"Are you questioning me?"

Gojo Satoru didn't bother to explain, his sharp eyes pierced through the sunglasses, and Gojo felt cold behind his back, he remembered who was in charge of this family.

Forget it, it's the owner's request, even if the guest gets angry later, he probably won't bother him.

"Okay, I'll go right now!"

Wutiaoyu turned around and trotted towards the kitchen. After passing on the request, he had to report to the elders about Chuya in the Central Plains.

I believe that many elders would never have thought that one day, mafia cadres would come to Wutiao's house as guests.

**

and indoor

Lei Movie and Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at each other silently, without him, there is really nothing to say.

When Wujo Wu came in, the two looked at him together, and Wujo Wu was taken aback for a moment. He raised his hand and touched his cheek: "Is there something on my face?"

Lei Movie shook his head: "No, did that Wutiaoyu leave?"

"Leave. There are no extra people around here. If Ying has anything to say, he can say it now."

"About your position, and your family's position."

Will a family voluntarily give up their status? It is obviously impossible. The magic world Gojo Wujo hopes is not controlled by these ancient families. The magic world he hopes is controlled by the younger generation. Also on the cleanup list.

"If they listen to me, they are still my family. If they don't listen to me... then it has nothing to do with me."

Gojo Satoru said a pun with a smile. Those who opposed him in the family were either cleared or suppressed, but if the interests of the high-level people in the magic world were really mobilized at that time, those who were temporarily suppressed would not be at ease. Quietly played dead.

He doesn't have deep feelings for the Gojo family. He was raised as a son of god since he was a child. Would a son of god have any feelings for mortals?

Obviously not.

He was considered a 'human' when he was studying in Tokyo High School, so maybe he learned to live as a 'human' at that time.

He doesn't care what the final outcome of the Wutiao family is, and he doesn't care if the final result of reforming the magic world is the family's demise.

**

While the three of them were discussing about the magic world, in the further courtyard, all the elders came to get together after being notified.

This is the second family where high-level executives got together for a meeting because of Lei Movie, and the last one was also one of the three royal families (Chanyuan Family).

This is the only meeting in recent years with such a gathering. The person sitting at the top is an old man. On the left and right sides of his hands are some old people who have already half-stepped into the coffin.

There are only a handful of middle-aged people who can sit here, so those who dare to obey Wutiao Wu's orders are also among these people.

Relying on their status and seniority, they did a lot of things in secret. At most, they were much better than the other two under the constraints of Wutiao.

But genius crows are generally black, and they can't laugh at the two other families who have walked fifty steps.

"What do you think of the two guests brought back by the Patriarch?" The old man's tone was slow, his voice was hoarse and deep, and his breath was lacking, as if he might die at any time.

Although these people are greedy and can't let go of power, they are also very sensitive to changes in the situation.

They have long known Gojo Satoru's thoughts, but they always feel that they can control the situation, so they don't care. Now the appearance of the god makes them very concerned.

The high-level members of these Wujo families are very clear that although Gojo Wu has the title of Liuyanzi/God, in the final analysis, he is still in the category of conjurers and humans, and is very close to breaking the limits of human beings. But it is not God after all.

The appearance of this god led to a change in the situation that they did not want to see. Gojo Satoru had a strong supporter, and counting the students he taught, and the same period, the number was small, but it was already worthy of vigilance.

"..."

There was a silence in the room, and the old man looked around at everyone in the room, taking in all the expressions on their faces.

He coughed twice, then took another breath, and the people kneeling in the lower position were even more afraid to make a sound.

This is the most powerful person in the family other than the head of the family. They are not sure what the old man thinks, so naturally they dare not speak easily.

"You don't have any opinions? What about the cadres of the port mafia?"

This time, as soon as the old man's words fell, the voices of the discussion below rose, some asked what the port mafia was, and some explained to the people next to them.

"Ahem, I know, please explain."

The chaotic discussion in the room stopped, but soon a middle-aged man spoke, and his age was among the youngest here.

"When I was young, I was on a business trip in Yokohama. At that time, the Port Mafia was already there. It was an organization of supernatural beings in Yokohama. It is said that it obtained the opening permit of supernatural beings a few years ago. It is legal on the surface. organization..."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present understood that it was legal on the surface, but not necessarily behind the scenes.

"Patriarch, he brought back external forces..." The old man said as if sighing, but everyone couldn't see anything from his expressionless face, and his voice was very calm, as if he was not very serious. care about it.

These people still don't know that this so-called "external force" is not actually brought back by Gojo Satoru on his own initiative, but that this "external force" is followed by the god of thunder who came here—Rayman.

Of course, they don't know that the patriarch they are thinking about is already thinking that the magic world can be reformed successfully, and it doesn't matter if they abandon the Wujo family.

If he knew, he would probably jump in anger.

"Maybe it's just a simple business relationship," the middle-aged man said bravely. He always felt that the current atmosphere was not right. "I heard that there are legitimate companies on the port mafia side."

"Really? I see..." The old man slowly took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to the person beside him, "Take the letter out, you know who to give it to."

The person standing behind the old man took it respectfully, put the letter in his arms, and prepared to go there himself.

Seeing this action, various speculations arose in everyone's minds, the old man acted as if he hadn't seen their expressions, slowly closed his eyes, and sat on the head with closed eyes and rested his mind.

When the time was almost up, the people below also discussed about the visit of Thor, the old man opened his eyes: "Okay, the time is almost up, you guys stay and come with me to meet the god, and the rest will be done." Go about your own business."

The old man sent most of the people away, leaving only two people here, one is the middle-aged man who knows Yokohama better, and the other is an elder who is about his age and has a lot of power in his hands .

Because of the need to take care of the elderly, the group of people did not travel fast. By the time they arrived at the wide room, the breakfast time had long since ended.

Naturally, the building was empty and there was no one there.

"Where's the person?" The old man looked at the servant who was packing up, and the servant trembled at his sight, and answered him with a trembling voice.

"Reporting to my lord, the master of the family took his friends to his own yard, and he just left not long ago..."

I just left, that is to say, I still have a chance to catch up if I run, but...

The servant sneaked a glance at the person standing opposite him, then quickly lowered his head. These people don't seem to be able to run fast, but the middle-aged adult in the middle can try.

The servant definitely didn't dare to say this, but the middle-aged man among the three of them was also conscious, and he volunteered to say: "Since the Patriarch has just left, he must be able to catch up, how about I stop him first? You can just walk slowly behind."

"Okay, go quickly," the old man said, then looked at the servant who had just answered, and ordered, "After cleaning up here, leave here as soon as possible, and don't bring other people here in a short time. Do you remember?"

"Remember, then I'll take my leave." The servant retreated respectfully, she didn't dare to have any opinion on this, as long as she did what she was told.

**

Gojo Satoru led the two of them along the winding wooden corridor, and walked toward the owner's yard while admiring the scenery. About halfway through the journey, hurried footsteps came from behind.

A middle-aged man ran over panting heavily. Since he took a high position, he hasn't done many missions. He doesn't have to fight with the curse spirits, so he has been slack in exercising. It's normal for his physical fitness to decline.

"Master Patriarch, please wait, the Elder brought people to greet Lord Thunder God in person."

The middle-aged man saw Wu Tiao's displeased expression, and explained to him: "Elder, he is getting old, I hope the Patriarch can be considerate, and come here soon."

"I don't need to be this elder when I'm old, will the Wutiao family not provide him with old age?"

"Shengye, step back." The middle-aged man heard his name in the distance, subconsciously looked back, and saw the figures of two elders at the corner of the corridor as expected.

"Yes, elder."

Gojo Wujo watched the two old men approaching slowly, but he didn't leave directly. He planned to see what nonsense these two old guys were going to say.

The old man stepped forward, and instead of looking at Gojo Wu, he greeted Lei Yingying first: "Master Lei Shen, good morning, I wonder if I can know your name?"

He always felt that this god seemed to have heard of it somewhere, but it was too long and he couldn't remember it clearly.