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

Due to Gojo Satoru's early arrival, Naoya had to move up the running water noodle activity that was originally scheduled to start in the afternoon, and changed it to after noon, which can be regarded as barely lunch.

Because of being forced to move ahead of schedule, Shinwang had no choice but to temporarily prepare noodles and sauces. Naoya originally wanted to go along with him to help, but was entangled by Gojo Satoru, who kept hugging his elbow Don't let go, muttered, frowned slightly dissatisfied, "How can there be a guest who just came and left them alone, why don't you just stay with me first?"

Seeing this, Naoya just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhenwang in good time, "Master, just prepare the noodles, just let me do it, you have worked hard for a long time just now, take a good rest now Bar."

After being reminded by Zhenwang, Naoya faintly felt that his elbows were a little sour. After all, it took time and effort to grind the bamboo diaphragm in the bamboo canal. Nodded, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll build the bamboo canal here first, and then rinse the soft silicone water pipe that will be used later. After you finish it, you can start directly."

"Hey, can't we eat it right now? What about flowing plain noodles?" Gojo Satoru put his chin on the top of Naoya's hair, embraced him, and followed each other's footsteps step by step, pouted, with a bit of disappointment in his tone road.

"Who told you to come so early? Didn't the message you sent say that you should come back in the afternoon?"

Feeling the pain on the top of the head being pressed by someone's pointed chin, coupled with the increasingly hot weather in May, Naoya just finished carpentry, and was very hot all over, being hugged so intimately by Gojo Satoru under the sun, I really couldn't stand it, so I tried to break free and said, "It's almost time to let me go, won't you feel uncomfortable if you hug me so tightly in such hot weather?"

"Not at all, Naoya is small, so comfortable to hold." Gojo Satoru groaned, even though he was being elbowed by Naoya's elbow, he didn't let go, "And when I came, Tokyo was just under It was raining, and the cold wind was blowing chilly, but now I just feel warm here."

"...Let me go!" Naoya's forehead had veins, and he said in a bad tone, "I want to warm myself up and run a couple of laps under the sun." After speaking, he pushed his elbow back and broke free completely. Unlocking Wujo Wu's shackles, he picked up the bamboo canal without looking back, picked up the bamboo frame and walked away, planning to find a suitable location and assemble these again.

Gojo Satoru, who was left behind, was not annoyed at all. He took two steps with his long legs and followed up with a smile. He took the bamboo stand in Naoya's hand very naturally, and asked, "I'll help you, are you going to put it on?" where?"

Naoya squinted at Gojo Satoru's little face that was rubbing up again, the little bit of anger in his heart softened a lot because of the small movements of the other party, but he still deliberately suppressed the corners of his mouth that were about to rise, and said lightly , "Just put it under the oak tree in the backyard, where there are stone slabs as the bottom and shade from the trees, which can be shaded."

"Well, that sounds good, that's where it is." Gojo Satoru raised his chin forward and asked.

What caught the eye was an oak tree that was much smaller than the oak tree in the front yard, but the canopy was dense enough to be used for shade, and the fence next to it was matched with clusters of holly, forming a small circle of pavilions In the surrounding land, in the increasingly hot weather in May, people feel very comfortable and cool just by looking at it.

First, Gojo Satoru placed the bamboo frames on the bluestone slab in order of height, and then Naoya placed the bamboo canal on top. The raised bamboo joints outside the bamboo canal just fit into the specially made depressions of the bamboo frame. On top of that, the two phases cooperate and are very stable.

"Okay, the next step is..."

Naoya patted the ashes on his hands, looked at the erected bamboo canal, and was about to say to take out the silicone water pipe in the storage room, but saw the back door of the farmhouse was suddenly opened, and Zhen Wang walked out of it anxiously, left and right After scanning around, when he found him, he immediately shouted, "Master, there is news!" There was a hint of excitement in his tone.

Naoya paused for a moment, looked at Zhenwang's expression, and had some guesses in his heart, but he still asked, "What's the matter, is there something urgent?"

"Yes, master, the latest news from the intermediary that I contacted said that the people from the Bing organization sent by the Chanyuan returned to the Zenyuan house early this morning." Quickly walking in front of Naoya, Zhenwang calmed down a little, and then He said solemnly, "Just now, the Patriarch of the Zen Monastery... your father announced the results of the investigation to the outside world. It is clear that the super-level magic spirit was responsible, and he contacted the high-level magicians."

"Superior curse spirit?" Naoya frowned and asked, "Are you sure the news is not false?"

Zhenwang nodded, "It's true that the super-spell spirit is right." After a pause, he continued, "It is said that the people of the Bing organization found a mixture of human bones that had turned into ashes and cooled lava on the traces of abnormal scorched earth. , it is not an active part of the Volcano Mountains, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for this kind of mixture to appear, coupled with the abnormally strong and filthy mantra..."

"So, it was some unknown super-level curse spirit that wiped away all the traces of the body..." Naoya murmured and added, with a complicated look on his face. If he and Shier had slowed down a little bit, Maybe they are the ones who are facing the super magic spirit.

"Yes, young master, it is precisely because of the existence of super-level curse spirits that the monastery did not continue to investigate extensively."

Zhen Wang's tone was dignified, his brows were tightly frowned, and at the same time, there was an indelible deep fear on his face, if the young master was to take such a step later... As long as she thought of this possibility, she couldn't stop trembling, She didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

Unknowingly, the atmosphere between Naoya Shinzo and the two became more and more heavy. They were silent with each other and neither of them said a word, but at the side, completely unaware, Gojo Satoru, who looked at the two people who suddenly fell silent, was stunned. After a long while, I still couldn't hold back and asked, "What's the matter, what happened, are you talking about special magic spirits?"

"Um......"

Naoya replied absent-mindedly, with a bit of sigh in his tone, "I just suddenly feel that my luck is not bad... In short, I should be able to go to Tokyo soon." After finishing speaking After saying this, he looked at Gojo Satoru, seeing the inexplicable expression on the other side's face, and said a little funny, "When the time comes, you won't have to teleport all the way here to play with me."

"Really?" Wujou's eyes lit up, and he almost raised his hands and cheered loudly. He grinned and said, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for this day, and now it's finally here!"

Probably infected by Gojo Satoru's joyful, non-sorrowful appearance, Naoya just felt that his heart seemed to be much more relaxed, and he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and said jokingly, "It seems that you have suffered a lot of grievances, Besides, didn't you still teleport over often before?"

"It's different. I really can't stand the place in the Chanyuan. There's a rotten musty smell. Your yard is better." Gojo Wu wrinkled his nose, and slapped his hands in front of him in disgust. It seemed that the musty smell he said had already drifted to him, "And I can't go there every day."

"You still want to come here every day?" Naoya couldn't help laughing, "Didn't teleportation be tiring?"

"Yeah, Tokyo and Kyoto are too far away," Gojo Satoru pouted with dissatisfaction, but the next second he seemed to think of something, and suddenly said excitedly, "By the way, you don't have a mobile phone yet. Well, when we arrive in Tokyo, I will accompany you to do one, so that we can contact each other every day."

Because I have used a large-screen touch-screen smart phone in the later generations, and now it almost only has a call function—at most, a button machine with a simple game like Snake or Tetris is very disgusting, and I have never handled it for myself. A mobile phone is intended.

Now Wujou brought it up again, and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after seeing the anticipation in Wujou's eyes, he finally swallowed the words on his lips, nodded, and agreed, "Okay, but I There's not much research on this..."

"Leave it to me!" Gojo Satoru patted his chest immediately, "Or you can use the same model as me."

Naoya responded with a smile, and then talked about other topics with Wujo Satoru, and the other party was also very supportive, answering every question.

And looking at the true hope of the two from the side, the uneasy emotions in my heart were gradually calmed down, and I just quietly listened to the conversation between the two who became more and more diverse.

The relationship between the young master and the Wujo Wu young master is getting better and better, I really hope to think.

It is also emotional to say that the two of them were originally the successors of the two families that should be the most hostile to each other, but now Master Naoya has left the monastery and does not care about the position of the head of the family at all, while Master Gojo Wu has not separated the two families at all. Keeping the century-old grievances between the families in mind, he will do his own thing.

However, for such two people, their relationship became deeper and closer.

"By the way, just now you mentioned super-level curse spirits. I haven't seen what super-level curse spirits look like." Halfway through the chat, Gojo Wu suddenly said with emotion, "All I usually exorcise are just one-hit attacks. It’s just dumped garbage, it’s meaningless at all.”

"What is there to be curious about the curse spirits? Just the second- and third-level curse spirits are ugly and disgusting enough, and the super-level curse spirits may be even more unsightly." Naoya said casually, he naturally knew that there would be several more in the future A super-level mantra not only has the ability to think like a human, but can also talk to it.

Just like in order to balance Gojo Satoru, the "strongest" in the magic world, the power of the magic spirit is also increasing day by day.

However, these are not things that Gojo Satoru, who has not yet fully grown, should know. Before that, it would be better for him to learn more experience in the dungeon that has already been cleared, Naozai thought.

"Hey, what you said makes sense." As if thinking of something from Naoya's words, Gojo Satoru showed a disgusted and disgusted expression, "Forget it, I don't want to lose my appetite."

"So... can we start eating plain noodles now?" After a pause, Gojo Satoru said, rubbing his stomach again, "I came here on an empty stomach."

"Pfft——" Finally, Naoya couldn't help laughing out loud, his heart completely lost the previous sense of solemnity, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, showing a friendly smile, "Okay, it's almost time, get ready Get ready and start."

"Then I'll bring out the ingredients first." Zhen Wang also covered his lips and smiled, looking at the young master's stretched eyebrows, silently thanked Gojo Wu in his heart.

"Okay!" Gojo Satoru once again grabbed Naoya's shoulders, smiled happily, and even spoke a lot faster, and said like a cannonball, "How do you eat plain noodles? What else do you need to prepare?" Hurry up, let's get started, I can't wait."

Naoya couldn't resist him, so he had to go with him to take out the silicone water pipe in the storage room, rinse it clean together, and then followed Zhenwang to lift the table and chairs out, put them under the shade of the tree, and then put the sauce The juice and noodles are in full bloom.

After connecting the water pipe to the faucet in the back kitchen, fix it on the bamboo canal with a rubber ring, and wait for the gate to be opened to release the water, and the wooden basin dedicated to receiving water will be placed when the water flows out.

"Okay, then I'll put the noodles first, you guys try it." Naoya wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled, and saw that Makoto wanted to say something, so he interrupted, "It's okay Mamoko, let's Instead, try it quickly."

"...Okay, thank you, young master, I'll take over later." Zhenwang could only answer with a smile, and sat down instead.

Gojo Satoru, who had already sat on the side of the bamboo canal with a small half of the sauce, couldn't wait at this moment, excitedly urging, "Okay, okay, put the noodles!"

"Wait a minute, I always feel like I forgot something..." Naoya held a small bamboo dustpan full of cold noodles in one hand, and rested his chin in the other hand holding chopsticks, thinking about something, suddenly Thinking of something, he was taken aback, "By the way, I forgot my name is Shier..."

As soon as Naoya finished speaking, Shier pushed back at the right time and came out, brought a chair with him, and sat diagonally opposite Gojo Satoru with a calm face, closer to Naoya's position.

Gojo Satoru's face immediately became stinky, and he pointed at Shier and looked at Naoya with aggrieved expression, "Why is this guy here?!"

Naoya suddenly had a headache, so he quickly changed the subject, "...how about we eat first, it won't taste good if the noodles get lumpy." After speaking, he picked up a handful of noodles and put them in the bamboo canal In the middle of the river, the water flow quickly brought up the noodles and flowed down, almost blending with the inside of the same clean bamboo canal, making it a bit hard to see clearly under the dappled sunlight.

However, this little trick can't stop Wujo Wu, who has six eyes, and Shier, who is bound by the sky and the curse. I saw that the two of them shot almost at the same time, so fast that they almost left afterimages in the air, but in the end it was because of something. Because of Er's older age and longer arms, he caught the noodles in the bamboo ditch before Gojo Satoru.

That alone was not enough, looking at Gojo Satoru with an unbelievable expression on his face, Shi Er raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, slowly dipped the noodles into the sauce bowl, and sucked them in all at once.

Seeing that the chopsticks in Gojo Satoru's hand were about to break, Naoya hurriedly comforted him and made a rule, "Those who have already eaten noodles will stop once."

Someone who was stared at was still indifferent.

Gojo Satoru, who was barely calmed down, stared more intently at the gurgling water in the bamboo ditch this time, and kept urging, "Okay, okay, hurry up and put down a wave of noodles."

Naoya couldn't help laughing, followed the other party's intention to pick up the upper thread again, and slowly put it down, this time without Shir as a hindrance, Gojo Satoru caught the upper thread very easily, with a joyful expression on his face, as if he picked it up It's not ordinary noodles, but something extraordinary.

In the following time, Naoya put on the noodles many times one after another, and after the three of them had eaten a lot, he changed places with Zhenwang to experience it for himself.

After all, the most important thing about flowing water plain noodles is the fun of bamboo canal water flow, but the taste is second.

However, the sauce prepared by Zhenwang really added a lot of color to this time's flowing noodles, Naoya thought after eating a mouthful of noodles.

In such hot and sunny weather, Naoya and the others hid in the shade of the trees, and the coolness from the bamboo canal seemed to seep into their hearts, with a faint fragrance of green bamboo, refreshing.

May came to an end in such rare rural tranquility.

Before I knew it, it was June.