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

In the days of May, the weather is still a bit chilly, but the sunshine is very good, swaying in the courtyard that has been re-stained with a little green, it looks extraordinarily lush.

And the two teenagers were sitting in front of the quiet porch, enjoying the dewy spring breeze. The black-haired teenager in a dark kimono looked about eight or nine years old, with some of his childhood face faded away. The baby fat on the clothes, a bit of handsomeness emerged from the cuteness when he was young, and when he flipped through the pages of the book, the slender arms revealed by the cuffs slipped off, making the whole person look a little too thin.

Of course, this is only on the surface. Under the kimono, there is a body of thin but vigorous muscles.

And the other boy has rare white hair, delicate face, wearing a light-colored casual clothes, and sitting cross-legged alone, looks much taller than the black-haired boy.

It's just that he was lazily leaning on the black-haired boy, reaching out his hand from time to time, groping for the snack fruit plate on the floor beside him without looking at it, took out a few candies, swallowed them whole in his mouth, and crunched. Chewing hard, as if deliberately making disturbing noises.

Finally, the black-haired boy couldn't bear it anymore, and closed the book, revealing the words "The Baron of the Night" on the cover. Blue veins popped out of the air, "Wujo Wu, what do you want to do!"

The angry person is none other than Zenin Naoya, who is already eight years old.

Gojo Satoru, who had been slapped fiercely, didn't panic at all, even he still leaned on Naoya and refused to get up, and Naoya was also not angry enough to drive him off, but just shook the shoulder he was leaning on, with an impatient look on his face , "I'm asking you something, does this candy have any grudge against you? Do you want to make such a big noise."

"...Who told you to just read the novel and ignore me." After a while, swallowing all the broken sugar and dregs, Gojo Wu responded slowly, his tone was full of complaints, with a little pretense The grievance that came out, "I finally came here!"

"I don't care about you, didn't you say you'd wait for me to finish this section?" Naoya raised his forehead, "I'm going to be the head of the house, can you stop being so naive, besides, it's not easy, Didn't you learn to teleport a long time ago, you can come anytime you want."

Today's Gojo Satoru, compared to three years ago, has already been able to single-handedly pull out the first-level curse spirit by himself, the development of the six-eye ability has been more strongly improved, and the use and execution of no-lower-limit spells has become more and more proficient. , It has almost reached the point where you can easily cast a spell.

The teleportation in Naoya's mouth is based on the spell Cang, and it is used in an accurate direction, compressing the space distance between two points, and achieving a derivative effect similar to teleportation, so that he does not need to waste any more time and money. Come to Kyoto by Shinkansen.

So far, no matter the ends of the earth, for Wujo Satoru, the distance that can be reached in an instant, and he who can do this is only nine years old.

It was also because of this that the Wujo family unanimously decided that when Wujo Wu was ten years old, he would inherit the position of Wujo Patriarch.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want to be the owner of this family, but it's not bad if it allows me to be relatively free." Wujou corrected, "Also, teleportation is also very tiring, you changed , not as nice to me as they were when we first met, and they would take the initiative to massage my eyes before, but now they ignore me!"

He complained loudly, feeling aggrieved to the extreme.

It’s not that Gojo Satoru is exaggerating. After all, he hasn’t comprehended the reversal technique, and he can’t open the unlimited mode without interruption and consumption for 24 hours. As he grows older, Six Eyes can accept more and more complicated information. It's still the kind with 360 degrees without dead ends, and he has to wear sunglasses when he goes out. Although it's better than nothing, at least it can make him feel better.

So when he said these things, he wasn't completely pretending to be pitiful.

"...Okay, okay, it's my fault, so I asked Mamochi to prepare so many snacks for you to pass the time." Naoya also knew that Gojo Satoru often had eye fatigue, and knew that the other party It was an exaggeration, but there was still some apology in the words, and he said softly, "Then shall I rub it for you now?"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru returned to his smile, "It's not too bad." He said, and then he lay his pillow on Naoya's lap very naturally.

Naoya is also very used to this, took Gojo Satoru's hairy head, and after lying down, gently pressed the familiar position, a little funny, "It's not that I didn't teach you, you can do it yourself."

"I'm not as comfortable doing it myself as you are doing it for me." Gojo Satoru closed his eyes and waved his hands indifferently.

"To put it bluntly, isn't it just lazy?" Naozai complained disdainfully, and then continued, "Actually... Maybe you can ask Zhe Helan to help you use the reversal technique? If you are in a situation where you consume too much It is useful, and when it divides in the future, I will give you one too."

"Forget it, your precious bluegrass has not been separated for three years. Even if it can heal some wounds, it is useless to me. You should save yourself and keep it for yourself. After all, you are serious now. The spell is gone."

Although Gojo Satoru said this in a tone full of disgust, but to put it bluntly, the meaning inside was nothing more than that he was worried about Zhizai.

Three years, thousands of days and nights are enough to change many things.

For example: making Wujo Gojo's visits to the Buddhist monastery more frequent and casual, making the relationship between the two of them more natural, and making Naoya's mantra... completely lost.

And the Orchid Crane he raised, although it has not yet been divided, and it has not even grown up to take out new leaves, but its mana level has become stable and self-contained, and when using the reversal technique, it will not Excessive consumption causes dead leaves to go dormant.

Two years ago, due to competition for the position of team captain, Shi Er had to cooperate with the conjurer of the Buddhist monastery to perform tasks. Open, watching the death of this garbage conjurer with cold eyes, but don't want to be hit in the stomach with a blow.

At that time, it was only a first-level curse spirit that was entrusted to be removed, and it was not clear what kind of evil principle it was attacking. Suddenly, its inexplicable power increased, reaching the level of a super-level curse spirit in an instant, and it almost pierced through his lower abdomen. Zai Tian and Ju Jie's physical fitness is extremely strong, and only then did they save a life and kill the curse spirit.

After Zhizai knew about it, although Shier's wound had been fully bandaged, he couldn't be completely relieved, so he took him to his room forcibly, and wanted Zhe Helan to try to use the reversal technique to treat him.

Although he didn't know at the time whether Zhe Helan had successfully survived the dormancy period that was forced to enter because of the early use of the spell.

Fortunately, Lancao, who had cultivated for many days, did not live up to his expectations, and because of that incident, Shi Er also succeeded in becoming the deputy captain of the body.

Even with his achievements and strength at that time, being a captain was more than enough.

Although the people of Zhipi have cleaned up the inside of the Buddhist monastery a lot through the Sanheri mantra incident, but it is only the tip of the iceberg after all. The stubborn and ignorant elders in the clan are still intertwined, guarding the old-fashioned stereotypes and vulgar customs, and refuse to admit anything. you.

Shi Er himself doesn't care about this, after all, he has experienced this kind of thing many times before. Compared with this, what he cares more about is that the unremarkable pot of weeds raised by Naoya can actually reverse the spell.

Even though Naoya had told him earlier in the morning, he never cared about it. It wasn't until the pot of weed wrapped around his waist with a strange green light and healed his wound instantly that he had no choice but to believe it. The brat was really lucky.

I thought a lot in my mind for a while, but Naoya's kneading and massaging movements were not affected at all, and they were still very smooth.

I just thought of Shi Er's rare blank expression at that time, and the stern face afterwards, telling him viciously that he must never mention the matter of Zhe Helan to outsiders, that kind of threat with concern With a fierce expression, I feel like laughing inexplicably.

"You're still laughing, now you don't have any magic power, and you're not bound by heaven and curse like that bastard Shi Er, and you're still in the monastery. You're very big-hearted and don't panic at all." Gojo Satoru could still feel Naoya's current mood from the brisk breathing, and became more dissatisfied, muttering, "Speaking of which, why didn't I see anyone else today?"

"Why do you two dislike each other so much?" Naoya felt a little helpless, "Shen Er left to stay in the team today."

Speaking of which, when Shier and Gojo Satoru met for the first time, they seemed to get along pretty well. Although they didn't have much conversation with each other at that time, they were not very surprised by the appearance of the other party. Bie was a little curious, and asked if he had met Shier before.

But Shi Er picked his ears and lazily replied, "Really? I'm sorry I'm not very good at remembering men's faces."

But Naoya clearly remembered that on the day of his fifth birthday party, when the Wutiao family came to visit, Shi Er once ran over to take a look at it, and asked himself afterwards if he had seen the Wutiao family's Liuyan.

In fact, if Shier was the first person Gojo Wu met in the Buddhist monastery, he might be very interested in this kind of example without magic power, but the first person he met was Naoya——Tian and Mantra It is not unheard of in ancient books that the existence of binding is not unknown. However, a person whose spell power keeps disappearing inexplicably, he has read all the ancient books of the Wutiao family, but he has never heard of it in the entire magic world.

With such a novel precedent, it is no wonder that Wujo Satoru only stopped at the level of "somewhat curious" about Shier.

Perhaps it was a fate born to be mutually restrained. When the two of them meet after this point, there will inevitably be smoke and sparks followed by lightning, leaving a scorching mess. Naozai suspects that if it is not for the scruples of staying in the Zen garden, the two of them will be able to let go of each other in a short time. Wrestling with hands and feet, everything around will suffer.

Is it true that the strong are naturally offensive and must fight to vent?

"He was targeting me!" Gojo Satoru immediately retorted, "What is he doing? Doesn't he usually hide with you and fish?"

"I don't know, maybe something is wrong," Naoya smiled, pretending to be mysterious, "After all, as the captain, there are indeed more things to deal with than before."

But I didn't want Gojo Satoru, who was still leisurely and leisurely, after hearing this sentence, the whole person was shocked for a moment, opened his eyes suddenly, jumped up and looked at Naoya, his face was full of excitement.

"He became the captain?!" Gojo Satoru excitedly said.

Expecting such a reaction from the other party, Naoya was very calm and only nodded as a response.

"After waiting for so long, it's finally the day." Wujo Wu's high spirits didn't subside in the slightest. After holding back for a long time, he still couldn't hold back his elbows and complained, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, what did he do?" When did you take over?"

"Didn't I tell you this?" Naoya patted the troublesome arm, "It didn't take long, just a few days ago, my father arranged it."

"Your father? How could he care about this kind of thing?"

Gojo Wu was puzzled, Naoya's father, Zhibiren, as the head of the family, should not pay attention to such trivial matters, especially if he took such a thankless effort to offend the group of immortal elders in the monastery for no reason.

Naoya shrugged, "How do I know what he's planning, I'm not a roundworm in his stomach." After a pause, he continued, "Maybe...he thinks Shir is his? After all, I first asked him to let Shi Er be my gymnastics teacher."

"Forget it, forget about him." Knowing the relationship between Shier and Naoya, Gojo Satoru just curled his lips, put his arm around Naoya's shoulder, and changed the subject, "Oh, you don't know how much I've been waiting for this day It's hard work, if he can't be that stupid captain again, the apartment in Tokyo may be moldy."

"Didn't you say last time that I can check in with my bag at any time if someone cleans it regularly?" Naoya looked at Gojo Satoru with some amusement, but this time he didn't shake off his restless hand.

It's just that Gojo Satoru has too many hands and feet in his daily life, and he has almost become numb in the past three years.

As for the apartment the other party was talking about, it was a year ago that he arranged for Zhenwang to buy it together with the debit card that he had privately applied for, Gojo Wu's pocket money and Shier's salary when he stayed in the body and went on missions. Down.

Originally, Naoya did not plan to buy real estate in Tokyo even if he left the Buddhist monastery, but after Gojo Satoru found out about his plan, he would talk about it for a long time when he came back, pestering him to death, and finally he was so annoyed that he had no choice but to agreed to the other party.

"If it goes well, maybe the two of us can go to Tokyo together for our birthday this year, and have a good time!" Gojo Satoru became more and more excited as he thought about it. The birthdays of the previous three years were too close because of the relationship between their respective families. There is absolutely no time for people to meet each other.

Naozai is fine, because of the disappearance of the mantra, he was ignored by the clan, if not for his status as the patriarch's parent-child, his life would have been even more bleak; but Gojo Satoru was completely different, the birthday party was treated as a family member's birthday party. The most important celebration will be held without any sloppy.

Therefore, the two people who were completely staggered can only make up for their respective birthday gifts afterwards.

Speaking of this, Naoya was reminded, thought for a while, and asked, "Speaking of which, what do you want this year, or should I carve something else for you?"

Since the first time he gave the eagle to Shier woodcarving, Naozai's carving skills have become more and more proficient. Whether it is flying fish, animals, or other things, he can carve lifelike in his hands. In the past three years, except for giving five Wu, Zhenwang and Shier also did not fall behind.

"Forget it this year. Although I also like the things you carved, but I finally have the opportunity to play freely outside. There must be something different." As he said, Gojo Satoru became more and more excited, wishing he could Immediately travel in place to around the birthday at the end of the year.

"That's right, I just happened to come up with some other tricks for Shier." Naoya thought for a while, then smiled, "He's probably getting tired of giving away wooden things all the time."

"......Humph."

Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, feeling inexplicably apprehensive, and was about to say something, but at this moment, he saw Zhenwang suddenly trotting over from the corner of the corridor, which was completely inconsistent with her usual more stable temperament, Panting, he didn't even have time to pay attention to Wujo Satoru who was beside him.

Just when Naozai was puzzled and wanted to ask what was wrong, he saw that Zhenwang slowed down, suppressed the unspeakable excitement, and whispered to him, "Young master, Mr. Shier wants me to tell you that you will stay in the team tomorrow Assist the conjurer of the Chanyuan family to investigate the suspected super-spell spirit in a certain village under the jurisdiction."

Gojo Gojo heard the words, and the emotions that had just calmed down for a short time rose again, his eyes sparkled instantly, and he looked at Naoya excitedly, regardless of the little strange mood that had arisen in his heart just now.

Naoya slowly raised the corners of his mouth, the invisible tacit understanding that he had cultivated with each other over the past three years, let him probably know what Wujo Satoru and Zhenwang were thinking in their hearts at this time.

"The opportunity has come." So, he said so.