The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

Gojo Satoru's current mood can be called bad.

Originally, he was very displeased with the mission that took up the time between him and Naoya, but now, because of those unknown magic spirits that can be seen at a glance as bait, he followed their traces all the way and came to this deep mountain In the old forest, even the mobile phone signal has completely disappeared, and no news can be received. The custom-made mobile phone with many functions in the past has really become a cumbersome and useless brick now.

Glancing at the text message records in the column dedicated to Naoya on the phone screen, Gojo Satoru tapped on the buttons with one hand at a very fast speed, and clicked to send again skillfully, and the final result, needless to say, was still Coldly reminded him of the irritating fact that [unable to teleport].

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and glanced at the dense forest around him.

Now is the time when spring returns in April, and the weather is getting warmer. In addition to those plants that have sprouted new shoots and become more lush, the disturbing mosquitoes are also becoming active again. But still buzzing and buzzing in my ears, Wujo Wujou was already a little bored, and even more worrying, wishing to cast a few spells [Cang] directly, to blow everything around him clean .

But in the end, Gojo Satoru just waved his hand casually to drive away those annoying mosquitoes in his ears, but he didn't really take out a few spells [Cang] to seek purification as he thought in his heart.

In fact, if it was just because of the trouble of the task, Gojo Satoru would not be so irritable. After all, since he was young, in order to allow his skills to be fully trained and developed, he himself took over a lot of exorcising curse spirits. Tasks are not without troubles.

This time, the reason why he was so eager to solve the task as quickly as possible was because of Naoya.

After eating sukiyaki in the office a few days ago and spending the night safely, Gojo Satoru keenly felt that Naoya's attitude towards him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

The morning before Gojo Satoru received the mission, he woke up from his sleep, only to find that Naoya, who was supposed to wake up at the same time as him, had long since disappeared. , It was completely cold, without leaving a trace of warmth. For this reason, he took a special look at the time at that time, and it was indeed the time when they usually woke up normally.

However, although Gojo Satoru was a little confused at the time, he didn't take it too seriously until he came to the restaurant yawning and was about to settle breakfast in the office nearby, but he saw Naoya sitting at the table with his back on his back. Facing him, she silently ate her breakfast.

"Naoya, why did you get up so early today?"

At that time, Gojo Satoru only asked a casual question, but after hearing his words, Naoya didn't answer immediately, his figure paused for no reason, and after a few seconds, he slowly replied, "If you're hungry Wake up, it's not too early."

"Really?" Naoya seemed to have a strange reaction in his eyes, but up to this moment, Gojo Satoru hadn't thought too much about it, just thought Naoya was really hungry, and joked with a smile, "Didn't you yesterday?" You still ate so much sukiyaki, and kept saying that you were holding on, but you were hungry so early today?"

As he walked over, he habitually stretched out his hand, wanting to put it on Naoya's shoulder.

However, the hand that was supposed to reach out as usual, but for some reason this time, Naoya dodged it in an invisible way. , but seeing Naoya handing over a pair of bowls and chopsticks instead, he seemed to use it as an excuse to avoid it just now, pointed at the kitchen counter with his expression unchanged, and said lightly, "You should also eat breakfast, Zhenwang is ready , on the kitchen counter over there."

After being stunned for a while, Gojo Satoru came back to take the bowl and chopsticks, and it was only then that he suddenly realized that from the moment he entered the restaurant, Naoya had hardly looked at him directly for a second, and even Whether it's the look of eyebrows, or the way he behaves, there is a faint evasive attitude towards him.

In fact, honestly speaking, Naoya's attitude towards Gojo Satoru is not much worse than usual, but in the past ten years, Gojo Satoru has become too familiar with Naoya, some small movements, no matter how well Naoya hides them, he It only takes one glance to see what is wrong.

But... why?

After discovering this fact, Gojo Gojo didn't show it on his face, but frowned fiercely in his heart, and couldn't help but began to think carefully in his mind, whether he did something inadvertently yesterday, accidentally annoyed Naoya.

Did he take Naoya away from the cafeteria of the high school forcibly, or when he was eating sukiyaki, he forcefully stuffed Naoya with a big bowl full of beef, or last night, he didn't sleep well and kicked Naoya off Made a bed?But if that's the case, I've never heard Naoya complain to him before...

For a moment, countless guesses, either reliable or unreliable, flashed through Gojo Satoru's mind.

But it's hard to know what it is that makes Naoya feel unhappy, so he wants to hide from him so calmly... Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru's fist is in a place where Naoya can't see, Clenching tightly, several veins appeared faintly on the back of the hand, and the color of the blue eyes also suddenly darkened a lot.

No matter what the reason is, as long as he thinks that Naoya is avoiding him, Gojo Satoru will feel as if an inexplicable anger surges up in his heart, jumping up and down endlessly, mixed with some inexplicable uneasiness and intolerance.

He tried to find some past experience from his mind, hoping to solve the current predicament, but suddenly realized after a rough recollection that this seemed to be the first time he and Naoya had a "conflict", so there was no example for reference at all.

Just when Gojo Satoru was thinking about whether he should do nothing and ask directly, a call came from Noctuma Zhengdao, calling him away under the pretext of a sudden mission. But in the end, Gojo Satoru complied with the request of the night moth Zhengdao, and after saying goodbye to Naoya, he went back to the high school first.

On the way, Gojo Satoru was still thinking about it, after solving the task, should he ask Jie and Glass if they can give him some ideas.

However, after arriving at the high school, Gojo Satoru was told that the target of this mission might be a special-level curse spirit.

"Super-class curse spirit?" Hearing this, Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, "If I remember correctly, the last time there was a suspected record about a super-grade curse spirit, it seems to have been six years ago?"

Because Naoya was involved at the time, Gojo Satoru remembered this incident especially clearly.

"Indeed," Noctua Zhengdao nodded, the ravine between his brows deepened, and said in a deep voice, "This time, a village on the outskirts of Tokyo was completely burned to the ground. The technique is almost exactly the same as that of the past, and it can be determined that it is the same curse." Spirit, and..." He paused, and his face became darker, "This time, there is another curse spirit."

"The other one?" Hearing this, Xia Youjie on the side also frowned, "So, maybe there are two special magic spirits?"

"About whether the other spell spirit is a special grade, since only some remnants of spell power have been caught, it is still not completely conclusive, but..." Ye Mozheng said halfway, hesitantly, Slowly took out the mobile phone from his pocket, found a photo, and handed it to the two, "This is the photo of the scene and... the victims of this incident, please take a look."

By the time he finished speaking, his voice had already taken on a heavy hoarseness.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, who didn't understand how the night moth Zhengdao had such an expression, fell into a long silence the moment they saw the photo clearly.

The person in the photo... may not be called a 'person' anymore, his body is like a hemp rope, being constantly torn and stretched, but his head is like a balloon, infinitely inflated, under the gray face, Even the tiny blue blood vessels can be seen very clearly, as if covered with a thin layer of translucent film, and even the facial features are stretched to the extreme, so that the eyeballs protrude and burst like goldfish, covered with terrifying bloodshot .

In the crooked mouth, there should be flat human teeth, but they are as sharp as a beast, and the wide open mouth can almost fit the head of a normal adult, and even the limbs are twisted into knots. It completely merged with other victims of the same tragic situation, becoming a giant, weird and miserable.

"It is said that after our people arrived, these...'monsters' were all still alive, and they kept attacking our people." In the silence between Gojo Wujo and Xia Youjie, Ye Mo Zhengdao took back the phone , especially when the word 'monster' was mentioned, his face was even more dignified, "But it didn't take long for all these 'monsters' to fall together, and they lost their breath in a blink of an eye, and it was only at this time that our people discovered that the so-called The 'monsters' turned out to be ordinary people living in that village.

"...It's playing tricks on us," Xia Youjie finally said after a long silence. Time killed the people in the village, but tortured them into that appearance, and deliberately left these villagers to deal with us... This can even be regarded as a kind of provocation."

"That's kind of interesting," Gojo Gojo snorted, but the smile didn't reach his eyes, and there was only a icy chill. "I didn't expect these guys to have brains."

"We still know too little about mantra spirits," Xia Youjie nodded at the side, and echoed in a deep voice, "The higher the level of mantra spirits, the more powerful their mantras will be, and their wisdom will also change accordingly." increase, and the intelligence of super-level spell spirits may have reached the normal level of ordinary adults, maybe... even higher."

"What does that matter?" Wutiaowu waved his hands indifferently after hearing this, raised the corners of his lips, and with a somewhat flamboyant smile, he propped his chin and looked at Xia Youjie and said, "Since it is the curse spirit , then it will definitely be eliminated, not to mention..." He paused, raised his eyebrows, and said with a grin, "We are the strongest."

Hearing this, Xia Youjie smiled slightly, but before he could say anything, Wujo Wu said again, "It would be great if Naoya could also join, with his jade dog, it would be twice as effective to find the curse spirit, tsk... …”

"Well, what's wrong with Naozai?" Seeing that Wutiao Wutiao's words were only halfway through, Xia Youjie looked at the other person's expression, and guessed playfully, "Did you two quarrel?"

"How is that possible!" Wujo Wu immediately refuted Xia Youjie's conjecture with righteous words. The momentum was so loud and the reaction was so intense that even the night moth Zhengdao on the podium couldn't help but look sideways.

Gojo Satoru, who was being watched by the two, simply stood up and walked directly to the door, urging without looking back, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's go, settle it early and rest early." As his voice faded away , leaving Xia Youjie and Ye Mo Zhengdao in the classroom, watching his back as he left.

"It seems that there was a real quarrel." Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows. He was just guessing at first, but after seeing Wujo Wu's reaction, he immediately came to a conclusion.

"Jie, remember to keep an eye on Haowu, don't let him lose his temper," Ye Mo Zhengdao said with a little worry, and by the way, he also paid attention to the person in charge of the firm that is about to cooperate with Gaozhuan, "After the mission is over, You go to visit Naoya with him again, no matter what conflicts there are, it's better to resolve them as soon as possible."

"Okay, I see." Xia Youjie replied with a smile, "I'm also curious about what kind of awkwardness the two of them can have."

However, Xia Youjie's simple idea failed to come true.

When the two arrived at the scene and checked carefully, they found that two obviously different mantras were filthy. One disappeared into the dense forest not far from the village, while the other pointed directly at the densely populated area. The direction of the city center, therefore, the two had to split into two groups, Xia Youjie, who was more careful and cautious, went to pursue the curse spirit heading to the city center, while Wujo Wu stayed and continued to explore the forest near the village.

It is also because of this that as the investigation continued to deepen, Gojo Satoru's mobile phone was intermittent from the beginning until he lost the signal. He sent many text messages to Naoya, but only one or two in the front were lucky and successfully sent. As for the ones after that, all of them will display [Transmission failed].

Seeing that the weekend appointment with Naoya had already arrived, just when Gojo Satoru was running out of patience and was thinking about whether to go back first, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the depths of the dense forest, and brought with it , which obviously does not belong to spring, the increasingly hot and unbearable high temperature.

"You are Wujou, right?" The clepsydra walked slowly out of the forest on lava, and behind it, the tree trunks on both sides were ignited. The sun is completely blocked, and Wujo Wu's figure is clearly reflected in its huge one-eye, showing disdain, grinning ferociously, "I didn't expect it to be such an inconspicuous little thing, such a large forest, It’s really easy for me to find.”

Hearing this, Gojo Wu tilted his head and looked at the clepsydra quietly for a while, then, the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc, as if he was very surprised, clapped his hands together twice, blinked his eyes, and said with emotion, "Wow, I didn't expect to be able to talk, it's interesting, well, it's a pity..."

As he said that, his eyes darkened, but the upward arc of his mouth remained unchanged. He put his hands back into his pockets, looked at the clepsydra and smiled softly, "You're wasting too much of my time."

In the bottom of the clear blue eyes, there is only a piece of indifference towards dead things.