Thor Cultivation Plan [Zhong Yuanshen]

Even though Wujo Satoru didn't know exactly what happened at this time, he was still interested in this news, and he always felt that something must have happened behind it that he didn't know about.

Did something happen to those old oranges when he was on a business trip?

Wujo Wutiao rubbed his chin, this time no one from Wutiao's family reported to him, which means that Wujo's people were also kept in the dark, and another possibility is that the group of old guys he suppressed had other ideas.

Sure enough, the bad ones like to stay with the bad ones.

His distaste for the Yusan family inevitably intensified. From Yidizhi's reply, Gojo Satoru learned what happened at the police station today, and also knew that the members of the Zenyuan family were taken away in public. He felt a little regretful that he didn't Be present, otherwise you can take a photo as a souvenir.

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone and expelled the curse spirit in front of him casually. He is now on a business trip in Hokkaido, and he has almost eliminated the curse spirit. Even if it reappears, it will take a period. Dropped, a new mantra was born again.

Stars twinkle in the night sky, and the abandoned buildings in the suburbs have been completely scrapped and turned into ruins in Gojo Satoru's actions just now. Dust mixed with fine stones fell in the air.

Calculating the time, it is too late to rush to the Chanyuan's house to laugh at them for not knowing. It should not be more than three hours since the conjurer of the Zenyuan was taken away.

Gojo Satoru figured it out and felt that he could catch up. He happily handed over the follow-up to the auxiliary supervisor who stood aside. Before the auxiliary supervisor could reach out to stop him, he teleported away.

He didn't believe that Ying would do nothing after going to the Zenyuan's house, so he rushed to laugh at him, and wrote Wutiaowu's name backwards.

……

Late night

Zen Mansion

Because all the roofs were lost, the room was still lit with warm yellow lights, and the large roofless buildings looked very strange in the night.

The surrounding dense woods are not difficult to hide the embarrassing situation of the Chanyuan family. Although people have been sent to repair it, the difficulty of repairing this kind of ancient buildings is not at the same level as that of modern buildings, let alone most of the houses now. There are people, not many proud Buddhist monasteries are willing to let the ordinary people who repair the house see their distressed appearance.

As a result, the order of the Zhibiren of the Zen Academy was not carried out very smoothly. He originally sent an order to the ordinary people to repair the roof as soon as possible, so that no one would find out the clues before dawn, but the members of the Zen Academy in each house were not very cooperative.

"Idiots! What a bunch of idiots!" If the roof hadn't been repaired by dawn, the entire family of the Buddhist monastery would be ashamed. Now those who want to save their face in front of ordinary people are undoubtedly idiots.

Because of his anger, Zhipiren of the Zen Academy burst out with strong mantra power for a moment. He felt the suppression on his body loosen for a moment, but soon he was suppressed again.

Tiredness spread on his cheeks, he sighed and told the people outside: "Don't let anyone in."

"Yes, Lord Patriarch."

Forget it before, the Chanyuan Shi was to report important matters to him, and he still has no signs of being able to move. The other elders should be similar to him. He didn't think about holding the meeting now, and there are not many people in charge now. If the elder can stand up, the family meeting will naturally not be held, and everything needs to be discussed at dawn.

As for holding a meeting kneeling like this, the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan had never considered this option at all. Leaving aside the dignity of the Patriarch, even the elders would not be willing to see people in such an image.

The Zenyuan Zhibiren knelt in the middle of the room, closed his eyes and meditated, thinking about the content of tomorrow's meeting in this posture.

……

This is what Gojo Satoru saw when he came to the sky above the Zenyuan mansion. The open-air buildings are all over the Zenyuan mansion, filling the entire Zenyuan, and not even a single building has a roof.

No matter how tall or short these buildings are, they all have one thing in common—there is no roof.

Seeing such a wonderful scene, Gojo Satoru didn't hurry down, instead he stood in the air and took out his mobile phone, and took eleven consecutive shots of the Zen garden house, and he recorded the Zen garden house from all angles on the phone .

Not only did he take pictures, but he also posted on the Conjurer Forum, editing the photos first, and then adding text.

"Is the Chanyuan family finally wanting to become stronger and crazy?" "—— the most handsome and strongest

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1L is the most handsome and strongest: It is reasonable to suspect that the head of the Chanyuan family has watched too much "One? Superman", but this kind of crooked way is meaningless. Even if the roof is shaved, it is impossible to surpass me.

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2L The passing sinner: ? ? ?

……

Wutiaowu refreshed it, and immediately there were two more comments at the bottom, all of which were question marks. He clicked his tongue: "It's not interesting."

He held his mobile phone in his hand, and decided to visit his friend, the owner of the Buddhist monastery, maybe he could take new photos and post them later, and then he would own the first building in his life that was hotter than hot.

Based on the current reply speed, it is not a problem to turn ten pages. After he privately messaged the forum administrator not to delete his post, he swaggered and teleported to the gate of the Chanyuan house. Basic courtesy is still required, even though he posted a post mocking Zen monastery, but he still remembers to walk through the main entrance.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Where did you come from..." The impatient voice of the person who poked his head out from the crack of the door got stuck, he knew this classic outfit, "Patriarch Wutiao, what's the matter with you coming in the middle of the night?"

"I'm passing by, come and have a look, don't you invite me in—"

"Hahaha, it can't be done," the side-branch conjurer who was temporarily sent to see the gate laughed awkwardly. How could it be possible to let Wutiao Wu in under the current situation? You can understand our difficulties."

Understand the difficulty?Just kidding, Wujo Wu came here to watch the jokes, and he was happier when the Zen Academy was in trouble.

The expression on the conjurer's face aroused Gojo Satoru's even greater curiosity. He felt as if he had been caught by a cat. He was super curious about what Ying had done to the monastery, and he refused anyone to visit him.

Seeing that Gojo Satoru didn't speak, the conjurer of the Buddhist monastery who guarded the door assumed that he had acquiesced, stepped back two steps, and was about to close the door.

"Boom——" the heavy solid wooden door was closed, and before the magician guarding the door had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he turned around and saw a heart-stopping scene.

"Thank you for the invitation~"

A white shuttlecock with a black blindfold greeted him and thanked him for inviting him in.

'This must be a dream woo woo woo. '

'It's over. '

A blue light flashed, and Gojo Satoru disappeared in place.

The conjurer who temporarily transferred to see the gate was full of thoughts of 'it's over'. He didn't think Gojo Satoru would go out obediently by himself, it could only be...

He looked at the path leading to the inner courtyard, wishing he could just faint on the ground, as if he had never seen Wujo Wu.

But he couldn't, he could only shout: "It's not good, Patriarch Wutiao has come in!"

"Quick, catch him!"

"No, I invite Patriarch Wutiao to the living room!"

There was another wave of chaos, and there are already many servants who can stand up, but because there is no good organization to search for them, their actions only seem to be grand, but they are actually useless.

……

The panic in the courtyard seemed to have nothing to do with Gojo Satoru, and he didn't walk any faster because of this. According to the analysis of the architectural style, he quickly found the courtyard where the head of the Chanyuan family lived.

The servants here should have gone out to look for him, so no one stopped him when he entered the yard.

After walking through a winding path, he saw the largest room in the courtyard. In addition, there were two maids kneeling in front of the shoji door of the room. Wujo Wu confirmed that this room belonged to the head of the Chanyuan family.

He walked to the door of the room generously: "Is the master of the Zen garden there? I have something very important to discuss with you." (Referring to whether he can take a photo.)

"Sorry, you can't go in. The Patriarch said he can't see anyone. Please go back, Patriarch Wutiao."

The two kneeling maids kowtowed in unison, the words in their mouths were the same, it seemed that they had been ordered.

"You guys get up and talk," Gojo Wu's smile faded, he was still not used to this kind of decadent family and the so-called rules, "Then it's okay to stand here and talk to the Patriarch of the Zen Academy if I don't go in."

"This..." The two maids raised their heads and looked at each other, a little hesitant. After all, the one in front of them was the head of the Yusan family, and it was impossible for them to really make decisions for the head of the family.

"Yes." The man directly next to the Zenyuan said, but he had nothing to refuse when he spoke through the door. He wanted to see what important matters Wujo Wu had, so he came to the Zenyuan's main house in the middle of the night.

Gojo Satoru, who got permission, immediately restored a smile on his face, and he fooled the two maids who were guarding the door: "I have an important matter to discuss with the Patriarch of the Chanyuan, you are in the way here, go down, go down."

"No, we can't leave..." The eyes of the two maids were firm. What if Patriarch Wutiao went in while they were away?

Looking at the distrustful eyes of the two maids, Gojo Satoru didn't explain anything redundantly, he said, "Then you should separate a little to the left and right, as there is not enough space for me to sit in now."

Hearing Gojo Satoru's reason, the two maids backed away slowly to make room for him.

"Patriarch of the Chanyuan, I have something very important to say..."

Simultaneously with these words, he activated the spell in his hand, and he threw a small blue ball out at an extremely fast speed. Because he controlled the force, only the shoji door was smashed open.

"Bang—" the shoji door with a big hole fell backwards, and Gojo Satoru also saw clearly the inside story of the 'no one can see' in the room inside.

"No wonder I'm still awake at this point, hahaha..."

"Hahahaha, is the Patriarch of the Zen Academy so excited when he sees me?"

Sitting on knees and kneeling with head bowed and admitting mistakes are two different concepts, and what Wujo Satoru sees is the other one.

"Master Wutiao! What are you doing? You can't do this!" The maid's accusation almost broke the sound.

"What can't be done?" Gojo Satoru unhurriedly took five consecutive shots with his mobile phone. He is a person who keeps his promise. It is impossible to shoot 360° without dead angles. "I kept my promise and didn't go in. The quality of this door is not good. Next time, remember to change it to a stronger one."