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

As soon as Tian Yuan's voice fell, Gojo Satoru, who was kneeling on the ground with Naoya in his arms, disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pool of blood that was gradually drying up, which became darker and reddish-brown, contrasting sharply with the light-colored floor tiles , looked startling.

"...Is what you said true?" Xia Youjie looked at the direction in which Wujo Wu disappeared, but his tightly furrowed brows still did not relax much. He retracted his gaze and looked at Tian Yuan again, pursing his lips There is a trace of suspicion in the bottom of the eyes, although there is still a respectful name in the words, the tone seems to be a little unkind, "Naozai's shadow... really protected his heart." , blocked the bullet?"

"His shadow is the only variable in the millennium," Tian Yuan did not answer Xia Youjie directly, nor did he feel the slightest dissatisfaction with the other party's attitude. He was like a tolerant old man, patiently explaining the young man There is a sharp question, "Even in my experience, I have never seen a spell that is exactly like his shadow—even if the master loses consciousness for a while, he can still do his best to protect the safety of the master. It is not so much a spell, Rather, it is more appropriate to be a loyal watchdog."

If Gojo Satoru was present, after hearing Tian Yuan's words, he would immediately recall that Naoya passed out and was sent to the hospital before the cherry blossom viewing started because of the awakening of the magic technique. At that time, Naoya's shadow was like a tyrannical The rabid dog, with ever-changing postures, indiscriminately attacks anyone who tries to get close to Naoya.

Now, even though under Naoya's careful taming, the shadow has become much more docile, but has never let down even a shred of will to protect Naoya, and because of this, at the moment when Naoya's bullet hit Naoya, the shadow parted. The god protected Naoya's heart, while on the other side he secretly stored energy, just to deal a fatal blow to Resou.

But Xia Youjie didn't know the situation in the hospital at the time. His understanding of Naoya's shadow has always been only on the "ten shadow method of the Buddhist temple's ancestral technique", thinking that the shikigami in the shadow is the most important of the technique. Now that he heard Tian Yuan's almost diametrically opposite statement, and he didn't have Wutiao Wu to prove it, he was naturally dubious about it for a while.

"Don't worry, I don't have any need to deceive you." Seeing that Xia Youjie's expression was still somewhat suspicious, Tian Yuan reassured in a very good-tempered manner, "The reason why I know this is just Because in the shadow given to me by Zenyuan Naoya, there is still a little sense of the remnant of the original body, and this is what I perceive."

"In this case, you should have known that Naoya would be fine." After listening to Tian Yuan's words, the gap between Xia Youjie's brows became deeper and deeper, and even his face was obviously stained with an unpleasant dullness, almost He gritted his teeth and asked, "Then why did you wait until now to show up and tell us about this? We almost thought..."

As he spoke, Xia Youjie clenched his teeth, and it was difficult to utter the following words between his dry lips and teeth. He clenched the back of his white hand tightly, and criss-crossed veins burst out.

"...Sorry," Tian Yuan was silent for a while, as if explaining, but said in a flat tone, "I have to make sure that Suo is no longer in the Xingxing Palace."

"...with all due respect."

Tian Yuan's words were like a basin of cold water, pouring Xia Youjie directly from head to toe, which not only extinguished the resentment and dissatisfaction in his heart, but also made him feel a utterly icy chill. He should have thought earlier that Master Tian Yuan never interfered in the world As trivial as it is, the other party can come out of the barrier and tell them about Naoya's situation, which can already be called 'lucky'.

"Okay, you guys should go." Tian Yuan didn't say much about this, but nodded slightly, and motioned towards the exit, "I don't need to come here anymore...at least, within a hundred years That's right."

"Varied--"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie was taken aback for a moment, and just when he was about to ask the meaning of Tian Yuan's last sentence, he saw a blink of an eye, and Tian Yuan turned around and disappeared in the same place. In a deathly solitude.

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When Gojo Satoru suddenly appeared in the office holding Naoya, who was covered in blood and was motionless, he instantly shocked the busy people around him.

"Patriarch Wujo Wu?" After recognizing the person, and the bloody smell that was so thick that it could not be dispelled, Xinying immediately frowned and asked, "Why do you... "

However, in just a second, Xinying saw Naoya who was lying in Gojo Satoru's arms, the clothes on the upper body were almost completely stained with blood, she immediately widened her eyebrows and exclaimed in disbelief, "Family, Patriarch?!"

"Where's Zhenwang?" Gojo Satoru glanced left and right, and finally stopped his gaze on Xinying's face. Without hesitation, he ordered in a deep voice, "Immediately prepare a clean room, and then let Zhenwang clean up all the files in the office. The Zhehelan, bring them all!"

"Yes!" Xin Ying gritted her teeth, immediately turned around and said, "Please come here with me."

Gojo Satoru hugged Naoya and followed closely behind, and the blood dripping from the corner of Naoya's clothes followed his footsteps and covered the ground behind him, splashing blood flowers of different sizes one after another .

A group of young people from the Zenyuan family beside him, after hearing Xinying's startled gaffe, and knowing that the blood-stained person lying quietly in Gojo Wu's arms, was their Patriarch Naoya, their expressions almost changed. It was full of fear and fear, and they all wanted to step forward to ask a question or two, but Wujo Wu's aura around him at the moment was like a piercing and terrifying iceberg, exuding full chill and coercion, so they could only stay away.

"What, what's going on here? That...is the Patriarch?"

"Why is the Patriarch covered in blood, could it be..."

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense! How could something happen to the Patriarch!"

"But, so much blood..."

......

These noisy noises came to Gojo Satoru's ears very clearly from all directions. He didn't pay much attention to it, and just followed Xinying without saying a word, all the way to the office, which was specially used for temporary and simple treatment of injuries. In the infirmary of the sick person, under the guidance of Shin Sakura, Naoya was gently placed on the pure white hospital bed.

"Master—!"

Almost at the same time, Zhenwang, who heard the news, finally rushed to the infirmary with the lush and prosperous Zhehelan in one hand, and when she saw Naoya, who was already stained with blood on the hospital bed, she suddenly felt the greenness in front of her eyes. Yihei, spinning around as if caught in a deep sea vortex, almost unable to stabilize his figure and fell limp on the ground.

"This is... what's wrong?" Zhenwang murmured in a daze, holding Zhehelan in one hand and holding on to the door frame with the other, with a dull expression on his face.

For a moment, she felt as if she had returned to ten years ago, when she was hit by a curse spirit on Sanhe Day, and the unconscious young Naoya seemed to be gradually merging with the blood man in front of her, both of them were He was seriously injured, his eyes were closed, and it was the same... his life and death were unknown.

"Sister Zhenwang!" Seeing Zhenwang who was in a trance for a while and had no reaction to the outside world, Xinying pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were flushed, she clenched her fist, and snatched it from Zhenwang's hand without hesitation. Folding the crane orchid, with trembling arms, he placed it beside Naozai's pillow.

The moment he approached Naoya, the branches and leaves of Zhehelan suddenly glowed with faint green light, and the leaves continued to extend and elongate, like a natural bandage, gently covering Naoya's arms and chest, and carefully Avoiding the location of the wound, it continuously delivers energy to Naoya, while the leaves on the other side are also withering and turning yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even stained with dark purple black streaks like a spider web.

"Take care of him." After confirming that Zhe Helan was treating Naoya, Gojo Satoru let go of the heart he had been holding on for a while, stood up and said in a low voice to Shin Sakura who was beside him, "I'll be right back." Said After finishing, he turned his head and glanced at Naoya, then disappeared in place again.

Xin Ying was taken aback when she saw this.

Right now, her mind was in chaos, and she was in a state of confusion. Gojo Satoru's methodical words undoubtedly gave her some stability and calmed down her increasingly rapid heartbeat.

She looked back at Zhenwang again, bit her lower lip, walked to Zhenwang's side, took Zhenwang's cold hand, held it in both hands, looked at Zhenwang's eyes seriously, as if transmitting power, and pressed down With sobs in his heart, he said firmly, "Sister Zhenwang, Lord Patriarch...he must, will be fine."

A moment of silence.

"...Yes, you are right." Probably touched by a certain word of Xinying, Zhenwang's eyes rekindled a little brilliance from the gloomy darkness, and his voice was hoarse, "Master He...will be fine."

When Gojo Satoru reappeared in the infirmary of the office with a full-load of medical equipment, the place had been completely renewed according to the minimum standard of the operating room. They were wiped clean, sprayed with medical alcohol, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

Mamochi and Nobuoko lowered their heads and stood quietly on both sides of Naoya's hospital bed.

The Crane Orchid on the bedside continued to emit a soft radiance, but there were more withered and blackened leaves than before.

"This is really..." Jia Ruzi, who was hurriedly brought in, was speechless for a moment when she saw the scene in front of her, and when she saw Zhizai with a pale face on the hospital bed, she immediately ignored the question and strode towards Zhizai Beside the bed, looking at his chest with a frown, he spread out the fully equipped surgical kit aside, put on medical gloves and a mask, and asked Gojo Satoru, "The bullet is in the chest?"

"Yes," Wutiao Wu responded, "Beware of poison."

"Understood," Jiarui Glass nodded, his expression became more serious, and then he clasped his hands together, interrupting the silence of Zhenwang and Xinying, and hurriedly said, "Okay, you guys go out first, the bullets The location is too close to the heart, I can't be sloppy at all, I need a quiet environment."

Knowing the seriousness of the situation, no matter how unwilling their expressions were, Zhenwang and Xinying quickly left the infirmary as they said, and only Gojo Satoru remained in place, as if in a daze, watching Naoya motionless .

"...Enlightenment," upon seeing this, Nitzi rubbed his forehead helplessly, sighed, and couldn't help pointing to the door and urged again, "You also hurry up." After finishing speaking, he simply moved Wujo Wutiao Pushing it to the outside, he closed the door of the infirmary without hesitation.

The three people who were kicked out of the door were silent for a while.

Xin Ying really wanted to ask Gojo Satoru what happened, but Gojo Satoru's indifferent and repulsive face at the moment made her unable to ask at all, and Zhen Wang looked at the infirmary and closed it tightly. Behind the door, there was silence for a while, and after giving her instructions to stay here, she turned and left, going to appease the panicked and restless people in the office.

For a while, only Shin Sakura and Gojo Satoru were left in front of the infirmary.

Time passed by every minute and every second, I don't know how long it has passed, suddenly, Xinying noticed a figure from the corner of her eyes, but before she could react, that figure immediately slammed in the direction of Gojo Satoru with lightning speed. to attack.

"Bam—"

The muffled sound of violent contact between the fist and the flesh suddenly sounded in the quiet aisle, accompanied by the rapid sound of breaking through the air and the subsequent rushing airflow, which even made Xinying a little mesmerized.

When she opened her eyes again, she only saw the tall back of Mr. Shi Er who came back at some time, the thick and muscular arms of the other party were full of bulging veins, and the clenched fists between the fingers were full of blood. With a few dark red stains, even if it's just the back view, Xinying can clearly feel the malicious intent and oppressive pressure of the other party at this moment.

Wujo Satoru, however, leaned against the wall behind him, with his head sideways, his hair was a little messy, a trace of bruise appeared on his exposed cheek, and a bright red bloodstain flowed from the corner of his mouth—he unexpectedly He didn't dodge, and he didn't use the no-lower-limit technique, but he received Shi Er's powerful punch with his body abruptly.

Xin Ying stared at the scene in front of her in a daze. She couldn't understand why the two suddenly started fighting in a good manner. She was about to step forward to stop it, so as not to disturb Patriarch Naoya who was undergoing surgery in the infirmary. A hand, but suddenly touched her shoulder, blocking her movement.

"...Sister Zhenwang?" Xinying turned her head, but she saw Zhenwang staring at the direction of Shier and Gojo Wu with a sinking face, without saying a word.

"Wujo Wu," Shi'er lowered his voice extremely low, like the calm before the storm, but with a bit of sharp irony, "What did you say to let me deal with the curse spirit, huh... In the end, That's how you brought him back 'in one piece'?"

"If you have anything to say, wait until Naoya wakes up." Gojo Satoru slowly wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth without changing his complexion, leaving a light red mark on his fair face, and his blue eyes were cold. Looking at Shi Er coldly, he said without any emotional ups and downs, "No matter what you want to do, I will accompany you at any time."

Hearing this, Shi Er squinted his eyes, and from his clenched fists, there were bursts of muscular rubbing sounds, like muffled thunder, scorching the surrounding air even more anxiously and oppressively.

Just when this was about to happen, the door of the infirmary opened suddenly, instantly attracting the attention of the four people.

"The bullet has been taken out, and the wound has been healed." Facing the solid stares of several people, Jia Ruozi took off his mask calmly and briefly explained the result of the operation.

Sweat dripped from the forehead, and Nitzi breathed a long sigh of relief, and continued, "However, his body was more seriously affected by the poison than I imagined, although the pot of strange bluegrass helped him absorb most of it. However, the spell power in his body is weak right now, and his physical fitness is also inexplicably weaker than when we met last time, tsk... In short, for the time being, we can only rest for a night and observe the specific situation."

Several people fell into silence again.

Gojo Satoshi lowered his eyes, and the clenched hand by his side trembled slightly.