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

Seeing Wujo Wutiao who kept walking towards him, the alarm bell in Lisuo's heart was pulled to the loudest for a while. The two experiences in the millennium told him very clearly that if he faced the six-eyed magician head-on, he would have nothing to do. There is no chance of winning at all, even if Gojo Satoru in front of him has not really developed his six eyes to the extreme, he is already the well-deserved number one in the magic world.

Not to mention that his current body is just an ordinary curser with ordinary abilities chosen to facilitate his activities. Even now, it is difficult to break free from this big blue python, let alone facing Wujo Satoru. The strongest in the magic world.

What he is good at is hiding behind the scenes and patiently waiting for the fruits of victory. This is not the case now, where he is wasting time with Gojo Satoru and that Zenyuan Naoya who he did not expect.

Even the six eyes can't see through his essence, but the stitches on the skull that can't be completely healed, and it's hard to hide, will eventually arouse suspicion. It's good once, not enough to make people think too much, but not necessarily the next time. Ye Suo squinted his eyes, already having a decision in his heart.

Originally, he was still thinking about hiding in the woods for the time being, to see if he could wait until the wife of Shi Er, and the curse was completely completed, but now it seems that he was too careless at the beginning, and misjudged the relationship between Naoya of the Zen Academy and Shi Er. The relationship, so that now, his efforts are almost wasted, and he will keep this account on Zenyuan Naoya.

As for the other party's technique and shikigami... Looking at Gojo Satoru who had already walked in front of him, Masao lowered his head a little lower, not only to prepare, but also to cover up the trace of greed in his eyes. You can no longer startle the snake.

"Well, I didn't see that you're quite calm," Gojo Satoru held his chin, lowered his head to the same height as the man in front of him, and tilted to one side, trying to see the expression hidden under the hat. What kind of appearance, "My eyes tell me that you are just a magician with mediocre spell power, or should I call you a curser? But my intuition tells me that things are not that simple. Then, before you die, can you You can't tell me yourself, who are you?"

When he said these words, Gojo Satoru's voice was always a little brisk and joyful. In terms of tone alone, I don't know, I thought he was chatting friendly and familiar with the person in front of him, until he said at the end Wujo Wu's tone suddenly sank when he said a word, and he lowered his voice, and his whole body turned towards the person in front of him instantly, surging an invisible coercion like a tsunami, and the bottom of his icy blue eyes was like an abyss, straight Stare at the person in front of you.

As for Zhizai on Milk Tea, his brows became more and more frowned, and he felt inexplicably uneasy. Seeing that Xiaoqing had already entangled the strange curse master in front of him tightly, and he could never get out, he still felt that something was wrong Although he can't directly see through everyone's mantra and spells like Wujo Wu's six eyes, his shikigami can faintly perceive the fluctuations of some deep mantra power through contact with it, and Communicate this feeling to him in time to prepare for the enemy's surprise attack.

Right now, because of Xiaoqing, he can clearly feel the mantra in front of him is secretly running, but it doesn't look like an attack, it's a feeling he can't describe, and the direction of the magic power is like... ...is it using that person's head as the core?

What is the principle?The furrow between Naoya's brows became more and more bulging, and the man seemed to have carried out the operation of the mantra to the final stage. Although he had the double insurance of having no lower limit and his own Xiaoqing, Naoya was still worried that this person would do something different The attack method, so he immediately shouted, "Enlightenment, be careful!"

As his voice fell, Gojo Satoru immediately issued a spell [Cang] from his hand. It seemed that he was so scrupulous that he left a mouth for questioning. With the disappearance of the light beam, Gojo Satoru's attack only penetrated the man The abdomen did not hurt too much, and the man softened his figure as expected, and as Xiaoqing loosened his wrapped body, he slowly collapsed on the grass.

However, whether it was Naoya who was riding on the milk tea, or Wujo Wu who was standing in front of that person, the expressions on their faces at the moment did not relax even the slightest bit, on the contrary, they became more dignified, because the person in front of them still The suspected curse master, who didn't know his name or origin, fell down, but he had already lost his breath.

But both of them knew very well that the attack by Gojo Satoru was not fatal to this person at all. What made Naoya even more puzzled was that even though it was only a short two seconds, he still felt vaguely. It turned out that the man had successfully completed the operation of the mantra.

But this is also what makes Naoya most puzzled. Since the operation has been completed, why hasn't there been any movement?Zhizai, who was a little puzzled for a while, clicked his tongue, and decided to take care of another more important issue first. He patted the milk tea and asked softly, "How about the milk tea, can you still smell the curse?"

And the milk tea that was patted by Naoya lowered his head, moved his nose and sniffed it carefully, and after about half a minute passed, he raised his head again and let out a low cry.

"It's gone, isn't it?" Naoya confirmed, looking at the milk tea and nodding, his heart that had been hanging was finally able to relax a little bit. Although he couldn't figure out what was going on with the curser, at least for now Sister Risui has been rescued, as for the others, you can investigate slowly.

"Naozai, are you going back?" Gojo Satoru kicked the man who was lying on the ground, clicked his tongue in displeasure, and turned his head to ask, "It seems that this man is really dead, although I always feel something is wrong , inexplicably."

"Do you also feel this way?" Knowing that the curse has disappeared, Naoya temporarily relieved himself, jumped off the back of milk tea, walked to Gojo Satoru, squatted down, and observed the dead curse master closely , while Xiaoqing on the side, in order to let Naoya see more clearly, wrapped her body to hold up the man, and used the tip of her tail to lift the hat that the man had been wearing firmly, revealing the man with sutures forehead.

"Eh?" Seeing this, Gojo Satoru also squatted down curiously, looked at the man with his forehead exposed in front of him, and even stretched out his finger to poke the hideous suture thread on the forehead twice, and said strangely, "This Has anyone had a craniotomy? No wonder they wear their hats so hard that they want to hide their entire heads."

The speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has intentions. Gojo Satoru's sentence of "hide your head", looking at the man who has lost his breath in front of him, and the inexplicably familiar suture, Naoya gradually realized from it. There is a strange smell.

After hesitating for a while, he stretched out his hand towards the shadow at his feet, spread out his palm, and the shadow responded quickly, stretching out shadow vines, and placed a well-preserved black gold dagger firmly in Naoya's hand, and then Back into the shadows again.

"What do you want to do?" Gojo Satoru looked at Naoya's actions and asked in confusion for a moment.

He recognized this dagger, it was the curse tool given to Naoya by that bastard Shir before, and this black gold dagger is also the usual weapon used by the other party, other than that, he practiced using shadows to condense bows and arrows, which is only needed for a bow Naoya has not yet fully adjusted the pulling force and elasticity of the bow, so the bow and arrow are only used more in the test for the time being. "He is really out of breath, or do you want to make up the knife?"

"No," Naoya answered with a frown, drew out the silver blade of the dagger, gestured at the man's head, then raised his wrist slightly and said, "I want to take a look at his sutures."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, but he didn't stop him. If Naoya could sense it, he could also feel it a little bit. He felt that the whole body of the man in front of him was full of doubts—even though his six eyes told him that this There is nothing special about the man, but since the exception of Naoya, he doesn't trust his six eyes 100%.

In this world, there is no existence that can isolate the six eyes.

As Naoya raised and lowered the knife, the man's head came down, and the process was so fast that Naoya couldn't help but look at the dagger in his hand with some doubts. Why, he felt that the blade didn't hit the real point. It didn't take much effort, but there was a feeling of being lost, as if the skull was originally cracked and not healed.

"...Naozai," Gojo Satoru on the side noticed another strange place under the hood one step faster than him, and raised his brows, "This person, he seems to have no brains?"

Naoya: "..." If he hadn't taken a closer look at the situation inside his head, he would have thought Gojo Satoru had swearing at a dead person.

It turned out that under the skull, the cranial cavity, where brain tissue should have existed, was empty.

"This is strange," Gojo Gojo clicked his tongue twice, and the curiosity and doubt in his eyes were even stronger, "The place I blasted was obviously his stomach, but I didn't blow his brain away? What kind of new technique is this? Is it, or is it some kind of curse... Well, Naoya, what do you think?"

"...Maybe," Naoya looked at the man's empty cranial cavity with some hesitation, pursed his lips, and said a guess like a joke, "his brain left his body, uh... ..escaped."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru immediately turned his head to look at Naoya, his eyebrows raised and lowered, and there was an expression of 'what are you talking about inexplicably'.

"...so it's just speculation."

Naoya tilted his face uncomfortably, avoiding Gojo Satoru's sight, he said this seemingly impossible guess, it was not groundless, except for the strange fluctuations of the man's mantra circulating around his head that he felt before, Just now, he suddenly remembered that the man who was rated as a super magician with Gojo Satoru, and then defected to become a curser, and launched the infamous [Hyakki Night Walk] in Tokyo, was sentenced to death by the high-level magicians, But in the Shibuya incident, [Xia Youjie] came back from the dead.

At that time, Xia Youjie also seemed to have such a suture-like scar on his forehead...

It was also at this time that Naoya finally realized why the first time he saw the sutures on this man's head, he felt a little familiar.

Now, the brain of the man in front of him is gone, and when he thinks of the [Xia Youjie] who also had a circle of sutures after the 'resurrection', Naozai naturally doesn't think that there is anyone in this world who can completely resurrect from the dead , and even this person sealed Gojo Satoru, and led the Shibuya incident that turned Tokyo into a devil's den.

Could it be that the real mastermind behind the scenes is this brain that has disappeared?

Uh, a bunch of brains... For some reason, Naoya inexplicably remembered the pig brains that his father often ordered when eating hot pot with his parents in his previous life. The miraculous food that is bloodshot through the membrane, he can't help but feel a chill when he thinks that this kind of thing is like a parasite, constantly changing and occupying other people's bodies.

Of course, none of this can be completely determined before seeing the deity. Since the other party will use [Xia Youjie]'s body to do those things in the future, he must have been eyeing Xia Youjie for a long time. It stands to reason that by then As long as he gets close to Xia Youjie, he will definitely be able to find some traces of him.

What's more, Wutiaowu will also become friends with Xia Youjie. With Wutiaowu's relationship, it will not be too easy for him to get close to Xia Youjie.

Speaking of which, if he could save Xia Youjie by the way, would he be quietly helping Wujou again?Thinking of this, Naoya couldn't help turning his head to look at Gojo Satoru, but saw that the other party was also looking at him. The moment they met each other's eyes, Gojo Satoru raised his beautiful smiling face again, and even the brilliance in his eyes became even brighter. It's a little bit brighter.

...This guy, why does it seem that the older he grows, the better he looks? Naoya, who was inexplicably warmed by the other party, couldn't help muttering to himself, rubbed his earlobe, and asked in a low voice, "This corpse What are you going to do?"

"It always feels a bit strange," Gojo Satoru glanced at the corpse, "But since he's already dead, there's nothing we can do about it. Just blow him up later."

"Alright," Naoya nodded, and replied, "Then we will..."

"Shh-"

However, before he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, and his warm palm pressed against his soft lips so tightly that his eyes widened involuntarily.

It's a pity that right now, Gojo Satoru didn't have the extra thought to feel the soft lips of Ichiji Naoya, but looked in another direction in the woods, frowned and said, "There's movement over there."