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

The process of taking out the fingers from the body of the knotweed was smoother than Naoya imagined.

Under the watchful eyes of Gojo Satoru and the world's scorpion, the knotweed lay obediently on the bed in the infirmary, allowing Naoya to direct the shadow with his thoughts, slowly entering his body.

It was an indescribable feeling, as if being eroded and swallowed by the sand bit by bit, and as if immersed in a cold spring, although it was not uncomfortable, it would not make people feel comfortable either.

As for Fu Heihui and the others, they were stopped outside the infirmary, waiting for news.

"Knotweed, if you feel uncomfortable later, you must tell me immediately," Naoya took a deep breath seeing that he was almost ready, looked at Knotweed on the hospital bed and reminded, "I'm about to start."

"Well, I see, Mr. Naoya," Knotweed swallowed his Adam's apple, closed his eyes tightly, with a heroic look, "You do it."

"Okay." Seeing this, Naoya couldn't help laughing for a while, then calmed down, and put all his attention on the shadow, letting him shuttle carefully through the meridians of the body of the knotweed, searching for those mixed in the limbs and bones. The breath of Nuo fingers on both sides.

"Honestly, at first I thought it was some belated April Fool's prank."

Standing not far from the side, Nitzi watched all this silently with her arms folded, and squinted at Gojo Satoru, who should be very familiar but was a little strange beside her—especially the pair of dark glasses that she had never seen before. , with a hint of indifference in his tone, he said softly, "I didn't expect it to be true."

"I didn't expect that you would look like this when you're here," Gojo Satoru said with a natural familiarity, he looked away from Naoya's back, looked at Nitaka beside him, and pointed to the corner of his eyes, The corners of his lips curled up, and he joked, "The dark circles under your eyes are too thick, Nitzi, haven't you had a good rest?"

"Who told me that almost all seriously injured patients will be sent to a high school for treatment?" Hearing this, a smirk appeared on his lips, and he looked at Gojo Satoru, and asked curiously, "Why, me on your side not like this?"

"Well, because Naoya has a pot of miraculous orchid grass, which can use the reversal technique, and with the research and development of drugs over the years, it can hang the conjurer as much as possible and send it to treatment in time, so the nitrous over there , life was quite easy.”

Gojo Satoru's eyes returned to Naoya, the blue eyes behind the sunglasses were filled with soft warmth, and Naoya's back was reflected in it so deeply that it almost became a part of his eyes. He chuckled lightly, "But these are all thanks to Naoya, how about it, it sounds pretty good, right?"

"Hey, it sounds really good," Nitiko raised his eyebrows, followed Gojo Satoru's line of sight, and looked at Naoya together with him, lowered his eyes a little, and sighed softly, "That's great, it's so good. I want to go over there and have a look."

......

When Naoya managed to take out the re-condensed two-faced Nuo finger from the body of the knotweed, it was almost three hours later.

As soon as the door of the infirmary was pushed open, Fukuroe's anxious and worried eyebrows came into Knotabagi's eyes, Nagasaki who was holding Rabbit Shikigami by the side, and Maki who was leaning against the wall.

Seeing this situation, he could no longer feel the knotweed stick of another guy in his body. For a moment, his heart was filled with bulging warmth and unprecedented ease, which made him unable to help but spread his arms, and was about to pounce on the two of them, revealing Teeth smiled and said, "Fukui, Nazaki, I—"

However, Fu Heihui directly crossed the knotweed and looked behind him. After seeing Naoya's figure, the furrow between his brows became deeper and deeper. He pursed his lips and walked quickly into the infirmary. On the one hand, he still didn't forget to call in a little uneasy, "Uncle?"

Seeing this, Nagasaki raised his eyebrows, patted the dead and petrified shoulder of the knotweed with some amusement, and then followed Fu Heihui, walked around the knotweed, and walked into the infirmary.

As for Maki, she was even more straightforward, seeing the knotweed standing in front of the infirmary door like a normal person, she frowned and clicked her tongue, "Don't be like a stone blocking the way here, go aside."

Knotweed: "..."

Of course Naoya will be fine, but it took a lot of energy to manipulate the shadow so finely, and he is currently sitting in Gojo Satoru's arms, resting on Gojo Satoru's shoulder, closing his eyes and taking a nap.

Seeing Fu Heihui and his group come in, without waiting for everyone to come forward, Gojo Wu put his finger on his lips and reminded in a low voice, "Be quiet, he is resting."

"Just resting?" Hearing that Naoya was just resting because he was tired, Fu Heihui finally let go of the heart that had been hanging all this time, and the vertical and horizontal wrinkles between his brows also eased a little, looking at Naoya, who seemed to be sleeping in a uncomfortable way Zi Zi lowered his voice like Gojo Satoru, and suggested, "You can take Uncle to my dormitory, it will be more comfortable to rest on the bed."

"No, he said he just closed his eyes a little bit." Gojo Gojo snorted softly, looking at Naoya's peaceful sleeping face, feeling the other's warm body temperature and steady breathing, he felt that everything around him seemed to be Stilling, he cherishes every moment he spends with Naoya, and now is no exception.

What's more, Gojo Satoru raised the corner of his mouth and thought, this is very rare for Naozai to fall asleep directly in his arms like this, of course he will not miss such an opportunity.

Hearing this, Fu Heihui didn't say anything more, and after taking a look at Naoya, he nodded, pulled the knotweed Nagasaki together, and sat not far from Naoya, quietly waiting for the other party to wake up.

About a quarter of an hour later, Naoya woke up from a light sleep, the drowsiness had not completely faded away, his sleepy eyes were still a little heavy, and everything in front of him was still a bit hazy like looking at flowers in the mist, he raised his hand and rubbed it twice, From the gradually clear vision, he met Gojo Wu's bright blue eyes, he was stunned, and he murmured in a slightly hoarse voice, "Wu?"

"Are you awake?" Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "I thought you would sleep a little longer."

"Well, I won't be able to sleep at night after sleeping for too long," Naoya yawned, and asked lazily, "By the way, where is the knotweed?"

"Mr. Naoya, I'm here!" Katsuobu hurriedly got up and replied, and walked quickly to Naoya, followed by Fukuromegumi and Naozaki, and Maki sat in the original position and didn't go forward to join in. lively.

"How does your body feel now? Is there any discomfort?" Naoya looked up and down the knotweed, although he had already asked the question when he just took out his finger, it is inevitable that some sequelae will appear after a while.

"I feel good, like I took a cold shower, and I feel refreshed." Knotweed grinned, and raised his arm and gestured to prove the authenticity of his words, "Thank you very much, Mr. Naoya. "After speaking, he bowed deeply to Naoya.

"Don't be so polite. After all, I'm just giving it a try. I have to thank you for believing in me," Naoya said with a smile, looked at Fu Heihui at the side, and frowned, "Besides, it's for Xiaohui." Said After finishing, he took Fu Heihui's hand and squeezed it lightly twice.

"Uncle..." Fu Heihui's face was a little hot, no matter how many times he was still a little uncomfortable with Naoya's straightforward concern, but even so, he still He didn't take his hand away from Naoya.

"Knotweed, I don't know much about you, and I don't know how you fought the curse spirit before, but I think you should use magic tools," Fu Heihui felt the thick calluses between his palms and fingers , Naoya looked at the knotweed, smiled lightly, "From now on, you will follow Xiaohui and focus on practicing the skills of using various spells."

"I was also taught by the senior sister of the Zen Academy," Fu Heihui pursed his lips, and glanced at the knotweed. "It's better to let the knotweed learn from her."

"I don't mind teaching one more, but..." Maki raised her eyebrows when she heard that she was mentioned, raised her voice a little, and said loudly to Knotweed, "Hey, Knotweed, you shouldn't He must be the kind of guy who is afraid of pain."

"Hey, will it hurt?" Knotabazu scratched his head, thought for a while, glanced at Megumi Fukuro and Nagasaki next to him, and said with a hearty smile, "But as long as you can become stronger, you can get better with Fukuro and Nagasaki." Together, I feel that no matter how painful it is, it doesn’t matter.”

"As expected of Yuren, who I am optimistic about, the momentum is very good."

A familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind Fu Heihui and his party. They were taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Gojo Satoru who was holding Naoya's waist, but saw him curl his lips and shrugged. After knowing that it was not him, they turned around and looked .

Sure enough, Mr. Wujo, who was wearing a blindfold, was leaning against the door frame of the infirmary. Seeing everyone turning their heads, he waved happily and asked with a smile, "Hey, do you miss me, your dear teacher?"

"...Not really." Fu Heihui, who had long been used to it, replied indifferently with a face of indifference.

"Mr. Wutiao, you're back." But the knotweed waved at Mr. Wutiao very face-saving, and said happily, "Mr. Naoya's fingers on both sides of my body have been taken out."

"Really?" Hearing this, Teacher Wutiao came to the tiger stick with his long legs, leaned over and looked at the person from beginning to end, and after a while, he rubbed his chin and muttered softly, "Well, there are really no more. .”

"The finger is here with me." Naoya nodded and said, as his voice fell, a vine protruded from the shadow under his feet, just like when he was in the cafeteria before, he handed the finger wrapped in it to Gojo Satoru in the same way.

"Thank you," Mr. Wutiao took his finger and smiled, "Speaking of which, after the previous incident ended, the caramel and milk tea disappeared directly. Did they return to your shadow?"

"Well, I have a certain connection with them, so I can feel it." Naoya nodded.

"It's so convenient," Mr. Gojo couldn't help but sighed, and ignored the discomfort and threats in Gojo Goku's eyes, went straight to Naoya and sat down, raised his chin, and asked with a smile, "You like Xiaohui very much, don't you? Do you want to think about staying here, the [exchange meeting] is coming soon, when you can see Xiaohui's current strength, how about it?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru quit, immediately hugged Naoya tightly again, pressed him into his arms, glared fiercely at Gojo teacher who was wearing a blindfold, and gritted his teeth, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"Teacher Wutiao." Fu Heihui frowned, and his tone was tinged with displeasure.

When Naoya gave him the rabbit shikigami, he knew very well in his heart that Naoya would leave in a short time, and he was already prepared to part in his heart, so he didn't want Mr. Gojo to use this method to send Naoya away. Stayed, Naoya was his uncle, but also another Kei's uncle.

"I really want to see it with my own eyes." Naoya patted Gojo Satoru, and after being let go, he sighed helplessly. Although he said so, he also knew in his heart that the longer we get along, the harder it is to let go Therefore, the sooner you leave, the better. He looked at Fu Heihui, rubbed her cheek, and said with a warm smile, "But I believe Xiaohui will be the best."

"Tsk, I wanted to say thank you very much at first, but I didn't expect you to leave so soon." Hearing this, Teacher Wutiao curled his lips a little bored, and looked at Naoya with his chin in his hand, as if he was a little unhappy. Eyebrows said, "Then if you want to entrust or ask for something, just ask, and I will help if I can."

"That's right, it's just that you need to pay more attention to the higher level of spells in the future. Specifically, Wujo should have talked with you a lot." Naoya glanced at Gojo Wu, and got a cold snort from the other party. .

"I know these things," Mr. Wutiao's expression became more serious when he mentioned the high level of incantations, and he replied in a deep voice, "Similar to what happened in the youth academy before, I promise that there will be no second time."

"That's good, as for other things..." Naoya pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Here Naoya, please help me to 'look after' it when the time comes."

Saying that, Naoya paused for a moment, looked at Gojo-sensei, and Maki's face that suddenly became a little strange not far away, and said helplessly and amusedly, "From the attitude you saw my face for the first time, I can probably guess that I'm not a very popular guy here, so I don't ask you to do anything else, as long as you don't let people die."

Gojo Satoru, who was holding Naoya's waist, paused for a while when he heard the words, but he didn't attract Naoya's attention.

"Well, it's a reasonable request, but if it's related to the monastery..." Teacher Wutiao thought for a moment, as if he suddenly thought of something, he beat his hands and said, "Then why don't you help me with one more thing. "

"What's the matter?" Naoya was a little puzzled, he couldn't think of anything else that could be difficult for the other party except for the difficult rope and high-level spells.

"It has something to do with Maki," Gojo-sensei pointed to Maki who was sitting not far away, and said with a smile, "her strength is comparable to that of a second-level conjurer, but until now, she has only been recognized as a fourth-level conjurer. .”

"Is it because the Zenyuan is obstructing it?" Naoya, who still had a little impression of this matter, immediately reacted, "You want me to go to the Zenyuan to deal with it? But you, as the Wutiao family, The owner of the family should be able to do it."

"If I could do it easily, I wouldn't ask you now," Wutiao teacher shrugged, "What's more, compared to me, the head of the Wutiao family, you, as the head of the Chanyuan family, should be better than me no matter how you look at it." It would be more appropriate."

"Patriarch of the Chanyuan!?" Maki on the other side couldn't sit still immediately, and came to Naoya in three or two steps, frowning, looking at Naoya without blinking, tightly clenched the hand hanging by her side, after a long while , then asked in a deep voice, "When did you become the Patriarch?"

Seeing this situation, Naoya glanced sideways at Gojo-sensei, but only got helpless hands from the other side, couldn't help but rolled his eyes secretly in his heart, then looked at Maki again, sighed a little and said, "... ...ten years old."

"Became the head of the family at the age of ten!?" Hearing this, Knotweed could not help but open his mouth in surprise, and after looking at each other with Nagizaki, they both widened their eyes and murmured in a daze, "At such a young age, when I was What are you doing..."

Fu Heihui frowned, and from Naoya's tone, he heard something different.

"So, you want me to have a 'chat' with Zhipiren, the head of the Buddhist monastery here?" Naoya asked, looking at Teacher Gojo.

"Because, I think you should know more about the monastery than I do," Wutiao teacher said with a slight smile, with a bit of playfulness in his tone, "Well, that guy Zhipiren would probably be very happy to see you, you don't have to. Don't worry."

----

The Zhibi people, who were busy with family affairs, did not go hungry for the wine in the gourd on their waists. Instead, they asked the attendants to make him a cup of hot tea to cheer him up a bit.

"Huh? The tea stem stands up..." Zhibiren picked up the teacup and was about to put it to his mouth. His eyes glanced inadvertently. After seeing the scene in the cup, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows for a moment. Muttered, "Is something good going to happen?"

Then he shook his head with a broken smile, stopped thinking about it, and took a sip of the bitter and sweet, fragrant and elegant tea in the cup.

"The head of the family is very comfortable."

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in the room, Naobi's expression paused, he put down his teacup and looked around, only to see his son Naoya, for some reason, was leaning against Gojo Satoru, standing in front of him with an intimate manner .

"... Naoya?" Naobi frowned, looked at Gojo Satoru, and then at Naoya, with some doubts in his heart, "Why do you..."

But soon, Zhibi people realized something was wrong.

Leaving aside when and how Naoya came together with Gojo Satoru, they behaved intimately, the pattern on the chest of the other party's clothes was clearly the style used by the Patriarch of the Chanyuan family, and the expression on Naoya's face—dipping into the eyebrows The touch of gentleness and calmness in the middle, but without losing the calm momentum of the superior.

What kind of personality is my son? For more than 20 years, as his father, Zhibiren does not know much about it, but he knows it more or less. This is definitely not the expression that will appear on Naoya's face, even if it is acting , also can't pretend to such a degree, not to mention, what is the need for Naoya, or what is the purpose, to pretend to be like this in front of him?

"You're not Naoya." The Zhipi people are worthy of being the patriarch of the Chanyuan family for many years. Facing Naoya and Wujo Wu who came here for some reason, his face remained calm and calm, "I don't know what your Excellency is doing here."

"I am indeed not the Naoya you know, but I am indeed Naoya," the words flowed out of Naoya's mouth like a tongue twister, he pulled Gojo Satoru together, as if in his own home, sitting casually on the tatami mat He said with a light smile, "I'm here this time because I want to discuss something with the Patriarch..."

"Dad, I said—"

With the sudden opening of the shoji door, almost exactly the same as Naoya, but full of impatience, the voice sounded from outside the door, and in the next second, after seeing the people in the room, it suddenly got stuck in the throat.

"I didn't expect to meet again," Naoya sighed, and looked around, and as expected, he saw Gojo Gojo's expression of eagerness to watch a good show, and immediately gave Gojo Gojo an elbow, reminding, "You are almost the same .”

"Hey, what kind of guy are you, why are you pretending to be me?" Zenyuan Naoya narrowed his eyes, his eyes were full of coldness, but the corners of his mouth were raised high, "Could it be...you admire me I?"

Saying that, Zenyuan Naoya paused, his tone was a bit more disdainful and mocking, mixed with the deep disdain in his eyes, he smiled lightly, "It's a pity, even if you put on a face as handsome as mine, it will only make people feel sad. I just feel sick."

Naoya: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "...Pfft."

How should a person calmly face his own dark middle school period?

The answer is: Get it where you can't see it.

"Xiao Qing," Naoya rubbed his forehead with some headaches, and didn't have the strength to control Gojo Satoru who was lying on his shoulders shaking non-stop, resisting the urge to pick his toes, and sighed in a low voice, "Please Let him sleep well first."

"Ah?" Chanyuan Naoya frowned, his eyes dangerous, "What are you talking about?"

In the next second, a giant blue python jumped up from the shadow under Naoya's feet, and before Zhipiren and Naoya Zenyuan had time to react, it quickly entangled Naoya Zenyuan with lightning speed. The body, but in the blink of an eye, bit the shoulder of Zenyuan Naoya, and before Zenyuan Naoya could utter an exclamation, his eyelids sank, his body softened, and he fell to the ground.

"Hey Naoya, look, this guy has a lot of ear studs on." Gojo Wu poked Naoya, pointed at the Zenyuan Naoya lying on the ground, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "It looks like it's still It's pretty good, do you want to try it when you go back?"

"I'll talk about this kind of thing after I go back. The important thing is..." Naoya looked at Gojo Satoru, with a bit of a vicious threat in his eyes, "Don't tell them about the Zen Academy after you go back!"

"Uh..." Gojo Satoru was stunned, thinking that even if he didn't talk about it, other people might already know what Naoya of the Zen Academy here is like because of the strange dream before.

However, even though he thought so in his heart, when he saw Naoya's darkening face, he still swallowed his Adam's apple, nodded quickly, and swore with all four fingers up, "I promise I will never say it!"

"Have you two finished talking?" Zhibiren glanced at the unconscious Zenyuan Naoya, and after confirming that the other party's chest was still heaving, he ignored it, and looked into Naoya's eyes, and there was a little bit of difference Color, "The two of you said earlier that you want to discuss something with me. I don't know what it is?"

"You don't panic at all when you see your son grabbing the ground with his head." Hearing this, Gojo Goku laughed, put his elbows on his legs, and looked at Zhipiren with his chin on his hands, "I should say that you really deserve to be Father and son?"

"If I remember correctly, what you two said just now was just to let him sleep well. Besides, I didn't feel any malice from you two. If that's the case, why should I worry."

Regarding this, the Zhibi people only smiled faintly, but couldn't hold back after all, took off the gourd from his waist, and took a sip from his mouth, "What's more, one of you has six eyes, and the other is suspected to be the ten shadows of the ancestral technique of our Zen Academy." Fa, and appearing in my room so quietly, even if I want to resist, I'm afraid I can't do anything."

"Then allow me to introduce myself again," Naoya pressed Gojo Satoru who still wanted to say something, and looked at Naobi's slightly flushed face from the smell of alcohol, and his pair of muddy, but glowing eyes. With the gleam in his eyes, he said with a light smile, "The current Patriarch of the Chanyuan Family, the successor of the Ten Shadows Method recognized by 'you', Zenyuan Naozai."

"Admit it yourself, huh..." Zhipiren was silent for a while after hearing this, smiled, poured another sip of wine into his mouth, whispered something like a dream whisper, and then shook his head Shaking his head, he looked up at Naoya again, nodded and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it, I'm all ears."

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When Naoya left the monastery, and Gojo Satoru teleported back outside the barrier of the high school again, the sky had already changed into an orange sunset glow, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, a faint crescent moon could be seen faintly in the eastern sky.

"I didn't expect it to be so late." Naoya looked up at the sky and couldn't help sighing, "It always feels like it's not long."

"It's almost seven o'clock now, you and him can really talk, if it's a little later, it will be dark," Gojo Satoru tightly clasped Naoya's hand, and followed Naoya's eyes to look at the bright red in the distance Shenghuo's Wanxia shook their arms, raised her eyebrows and said with a light smile, "How about it, you can go back now."

"Well, it's almost there," Naoya nodded, looked sideways at Gojo Satoru, and said with a gentle smile, "It's time to talk, we've done what we need to do, and it's time to go home."

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to them?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously—he was naturally referring to Fu Heihui and the others.

"No need, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it when the time comes," Naoya waved his hand, and glanced at Gaozhuan in the enchantment, remembering the faint reluctance in Fu Heihui's eyes when he left before, and said with emotion, "As long as you know They're all fine and that's enough."

"Okay, then wait for me for a while." After finishing speaking, Wujo Wujo moved to the position where he came, and drew in the air with his bare hands, and a blue beam of light appeared in front of Naoya's eyes, and it expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye until it gradually turned into a 'door' hanging in mid-air.

"Okay." Gojo Satoru turned around and stretched out his hand to Naoya, his blue eyes reflected the blue light of the 'door', and also reflected Naoya and the warm sunset behind him, he frowned, "Let's go home."

"Well," Naoya said with a slight smile, his eyes were also full of Gojo Satoru, "Let's go home together."

Afterwards, the two held hands and stepped into the 'door' together.

until it disappears completely.

......

"Uncle!"

When the 'door' reappeared, Hui, who finally saw the familiar figure from the 'door', could no longer restrain the care and worry in his heart, and stepped forward in two quick steps, one by one. Hugging Naoya's waist, the brows that had been frowning finally relaxed, buried in Naoya's neck, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You are finally back."

"...I made you worry, Xiaohui." Naoya, who was hugged violently as soon as he walked out of the 'door', was taken aback for a while, and then he saw the one half a head shorter than himself in his arms. After Hui, she couldn't help softening her brows and eyes for a while, hugged her back, patted her back, and said in a gentle voice with a touch of comfort, "Uncle is back."

"I still know to come back," Shi Er's voice sounded not far away, and Naoya followed the sound, and saw the other party folded his hands on his chest, squinted his eyes and looked Zhiya up and down, and after confirming that nothing happened, he snorted coldly , "I thought you lived too comfortably there and didn't plan to come back."

"Young master, welcome back," Zhenwang standing beside Shier, his eyes seemed a little red, and the corner of his mouth was smiling with joy of regaining his loss. Erjun is very worried about you."

"Tsk." Shi Er looked at Zhen Wang with some displeasure, but didn't say much.

"Thanks for your hard work, Wu, Zhizai," Xia Youjie stepped forward at the right time, and said with concern, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell Nitro right away."

"I think they're both pretty good." As he spoke, Nitro threw a lollipop that he had prepared earlier to each of them, and frowned, "Here, lemon-flavored lollipops, sour It’s sweet, just to give you some energy.”

"Thank you, I'm sorry for worrying you." Naoya took the lollipop, looked at the people gathered around, his heart was full of soreness and warmth, and glanced at the person who was looking at the lollipop with disgust. Gojo Wu couldn't help but bend his eyebrows, "Wu and I are safe."

"Well, with me here, how could something happen to you," Gojo Satoru pushed Megumi away, ignoring the other person's angry eyes, and wrapped his arms around Naoya's waist, looking straight at Naoya with his blue eyes under the sunglasses, Pulling the corners of his lips, he snorted and said, "Are you right?"

"Indeed," Naoya couldn't help but be amused after hearing this, Gojo Satoru's face was reflected in his eyes, his eyes became more and more warm, his mouth also raised a slight arc, and said softly, "You are here. "

It is because of you that I am so at ease.

And in the next few decades of life, you will be by your side along the way.

This is the best future for me.