The daily life after marriage with the leader of Mori

The empty corridor was so quiet that only the sound of footsteps could be heard.

Jia Ruozi led the way, with an ugly expression on her face, holding a bunch of keys in her hand, which jingled non-stop as she walked.

"right here?"

Wutiaoqing tried a sentence.

Jia Ruozi snorted coldly: "He is bold enough to play with the lights and hide the corpse here."

Five feelings: "My brother has always been bold."

After Xia Youjie's death, Gojo Wu did not follow the regulations to spark the body, but hid it here.

After the death of the conjurer, the corpse can easily become a cursed existence.

When I was in school, Wu Tiaoqing often heard Ye Mo Zhengdao say: "There is no death without regrets for magicians."

Die with regret, strong obsession and emotions, it is easy for a conjurer to become a curse master after death.

In order to prevent such a situation from happening, the Conjuration Association has strict regulations on the disposal of the remains of conjurers.

But as Gojo Satoru, it's very easy to disobey the rules and get involved in it.

The house entered the glass and tried several keys before opening the door.

The cold breath rushed towards the face, making people shiver unconsciously.

"19..."

Wu Tiaoqing found the freezer marked 19 and took it out: "Glass has been found."

The light of the flashlight shone on the familiar and unfamiliar face covered with icicles, Jia Ru Nizi said in a low voice: "I never expected to meet again like this."

The atmosphere became very gloomy for a while, the morgue was already gloomy and cold, and boundless silence spread.

Jia Ruozi added with disdain: "He is not as good-looking now as before."

Five Loves: "..."

This is what Xia Youjie heard, and he was afraid that he was trying to cheat the corpse, so there is such an insult.

Wujoqing pulled up the bag and dialed Wujo Wu's phone number.

The phone was not connected immediately, and the howling wind came, making the already distorted human voice even more blurred.

"Brother, I checked with Nitro, nothing unusual."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and blasted out a spell, and the sound of a violent explosion spread over, creating a one-meter-deep ravine on the ground.

After the curse spirit was dealt with, Gojo Satoru found a leeward place to reply.

Gojo Satoru: "The guards reported that there were curse spirits approaching and probing intentionally. The chains of the gates often broke for no reason. Yesterday, the key to the No. [-] gate was lost. So many coincidences come together, I don't believe it."

Jia Ruozi casually replied, "Thief?"

Gojo Satoru: "...Which thief came to the funeral home to steal things? What did they steal? Ashes?"

Jia Ruozi's tone was not kind: "I'm just giving a reasonable guess, why do you talk so much?"

Gojo Satoru: "Where is this guess even remotely reasonable?"

Wu Tiaoqing felt a headache, she interrupted their quarrel.

"Except for the low-level spell spirits, the spell spirits can't pass through the walls. The door is broken and the key is lost, and there are spell spirits appearing around. This funeral home is remote and inconspicuous. It's really strange that these anomalies appear. And there are Jie's inside. The remains, it is indeed possible that the curse spirit is plotting something."

Wu Tiaoqing felt faintly uneasy: "Different from before, the few curse spirits who have given birth to wisdom and are constantly evolving all show that a leader has emerged above the curse spirits."

Gojo Satoru: "It's not a leader at all. They seem to look down on low-level magic spirits without wisdom. They treat their companions more like tool people who are driven at will, and they don't care about life or death at all."

Wu Tiaoqing uttered a sentence: "This is even more terrifying."

The housekeeper knocked on the freezer, and she said impatiently: "Wujou, what are you trying to do? Hiding Jie's body here, the Curse Society will be annoyed if they find out. If the Curse Master finds out about this, Do you know how many people will covet Jie's body? No one can rest in peace after death."

Gojo Satoru was silent.

The wind was blowing, and the messy grass was blowing waves.

The dark clouds pressed down, and the ants under the trees lined up to carry food.

A drop of raindrops on the ground, shaped like

into a dark origin.

The rain fell, and with the sound of the rain, Wutiao realized: "Let's be cremated."

Those who have already left, no matter how hard they try to keep them, they will never be able to stay.

Gojo Satoru sighed and quickly dissipated.

He didn't remain depressed for long, and returned to his usual laughing and joking appearance.

He pretended to be angry and strongly condemned: "Wu Tiaoqing! Your son's birthday party did not invite my uncle to participate! You are too much! You have grown up, you have grown up, and you don't need me anymore!"

Wu Tiaoqing said helplessly: "Brother, stop making trouble, how can you invite you when you are not here?"

"Am I making trouble?"

Gojo Satoru only heard the first half of the sentence, ignoring the second half: "What I want is your invitation? What I want is your attitude! Now I don't pay much attention to your dearest brother, what should I do in the future? "

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes and snatched the phone over: "Can you say anything more?"

Gojo Satoru's voice became softer.

The atmosphere became more relaxed, Wu Tiaoqing's face was filled with smiles, and she was obviously relieved.

Gojo Satoru doesn't have many friends, Xia Youjie is the only one who can be called a close friend.

No one could understand how he decided to kill Xia Youjie with his own hands that day, but Wu Tiaoqing could feel it.

He felt strong guilt towards Xia Youjie.

Feeling ashamed that Yu Mingming is a close friend, but he didn't feel Xia Youjie's gradual breakdown.

If he could sense what was wrong with Xia Youjie, wouldn't things have come to this point?

Everyone has something to regret, even a powerful Wujo Satoru is the same.

Wu Tiaoqing knew that he was not happy, and the smile on his face didn't have much sense of reality.

The stress is so great that he doesn't get much sleep, it makes people feel that he is not a sleeper at all.

too tired.

No one dragged him out of the mud, so he could only move forward alone, and there was no end in front of him.

The subtle voice brought back the dazed Wu Tiaoqing, her body tensed up instantly, she winked at Jia Ruozi, and said silently: "Someone is here."

Jia Ruozi received it, hung up the phone quickly, and threw it to her.

The two leaned towards the wide open door, and hid behind the door at the same time.

Da da da……

The sound of small footsteps was gradually approaching, Wutiaoqing had a gap, and saw brown-gray pants and black sneakers.

The visitor stopped at the door and did not move forward.

Wu Tiaoqing's heart was raised, and the dangerous radar flashed.

She moved her fingers slightly, and the space distorted for a moment.

Green vines pierced through the two doors sharply and embedded in the wall.

The vines were retracted, and the footsteps sounded again, stopping in front of No. 19 freezer where Wutiaoqing and Xia Youjie had once stopped.

The freezer was pulled out, and there was nothing in it.

"What are you looking for?"

The moment he heard the voice, Suo Suo's heart immediately sank.

The venom dripped from the vines with green spikes fell to the ground, corroding small pits.

Yan Suo immediately left the spot, and a strange black line appeared from top to bottom where he was originally staying.

The space was cut for a moment, then closed again, and the black line that appeared out of thin air dissipated.

Yansuo felt the wind stagnate for a moment, and then Wutiaoqing appeared beside him.

With a smile on her face: "talk?"

Yan Suo turned around, his face had an area that could cover the whole face, he deliberately lowered his voice to avoid being recognized by Wu Tiaoqing.

"Nothing to talk about."

Wu Tiaoqing was still smiling, looking at his only exposed eyes.

"I have this weird feeling that it's saying we know each other."

Confusion appeared on the face covered by the mask.

Yan Suo suddenly laughed out loud, with complex emotions in his eyes, hatred and other unspeakable emotions, as well as... a hidden love hidden under the complex emotions.

A name has been lingering in front of Wutiaoqing, and she believes in her intuition for no reason.

"I should call

Are you Hidemi Yajima or what? "

There was no need to pretend any longer, so Lisuo took off the mask, revealing a delicate face.

"always like this."

He smiled helplessly, and vines grew from the fingertips behind his back. He stared at this familiar face and said, "You can always recognize me at a glance."

Whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later.

No matter who he is, how many skins he has changed, and what kind of disguise he has made, this person can always recognize him at the first sight.

Only her.

Yansuo lowered his eyes, shadows covering his face.

He lifted his eyelashes, and his dark eyes were black and white, with a strange sense of beauty.

The fingertips were thrown out suddenly, and the slender vines glowing green came oncoming.

Wu Tiaoqing had been prepared for a long time, and the slender vine broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

The twisted and broken vines took root inside the floor tiles, grew suddenly, and became huge.

Lisuo brushed his hair back, and a stern expression appeared on his delicate face: "Where is Xia Youjie's body!"

"Like a dark mouse, living in a corner, staring at other people's bodies, like a parasite."

——"Snatch other people's bodies like parasites, inherit his spells, his family, and everything he has."

The words that Wujo Jijiu once said casually and maliciously coincided with the words of Wujo Qing.

The two identical faces overlapped, and his complicated love and hatred for Wujo Jijiu were all transferred to Wujoqing in an instant.

Who is she?

Five feelings?Or Gojo Kihisa?

He thought he could tell the difference, but it was just a reincarnation like her.

He will kill her, this person who has the same appearance as Gojo Jiku, but is not Gojo Jiku.

But now, he couldn't tell the difference.

"You are pitiful."

--"You are pitiful."

It seems that Gojo Jihisa also said the same thing.

The experimental product he carefully cultivated, the combination of human and curse spirit, was killed several times by Gojo Jijiu.

She looked at him with sympathy.

"You are so pitiful, Suo."

Gojo Jihisa approached him step by step.

"You look down on weak human beings, and change one body after another, but you can't get rid of the identity you think is weak. You are inferior and despicable."

The woman's painful groans came, her eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she looked at Gojo Jijiu.

His lips fluttered, and Gojo Jijiu heard her silent voice.

She is saying:

"kill me."

Death is a relief to her, and Gojo Jijiu doesn't mind satisfying her.

"Poor? You don't understand what I want to do."

Gojo Jijiu asked with interest: "What do you want to do?"

"Chaos, the infinite possibilities of human beings. Whether it's a magician or a magician, it's just an extension of human possibilities. Evolution, I want to see how far human beings can evolve."

Gojo Jijiu smiled and said, "So you created something that is a combination of a human and a curse spirit?"

"I was wrong."

Yan Suo said in frustration: "No matter how I try, I can't get rid of people. Things created by humans are still limited. So—"

"I want the whole world to be in chaos! Cursing each other, the world is in chaos. Only in the limit can evolution be possible."

Gojo Jijiu looked indifferent: "Not bad speech."

"Ji Jiu, together we can create a chaotic world with infinite possibilities."

"You got the wrong guy."

Gojo Jijiu smiled, his lips curled up beautifully, trying to hide his malice no matter what.

"I'm a person who doesn't like to see other people's ideals realized. Sometimes I also wonder why I am so bad. But who made me such a person."

The familiar dagger was inserted into his body, and the cold snake eyes devoured him.

He looked down and saw the dagger pierced into his stomach.

It was like this again, the exact same scene was staged again.

Yansuo drew out the dagger and threw it over.

Wujoqing picked up the dagger.

Why is his movement so proficient?

Countless vines grow from the ground and climb up to the ceiling.

Wu Tiaoqing cut the vines like the wall, and a huge hole appeared on the wall.

People have fled.

……

The bleeding in the abdomen had stopped, and Soso came to a secret residence in Yokohama, ready to transfer the stored things.

He stopped suddenly and looked into the darkness of the corner.

The sharp cold light flashed past quickly.

Yin bent down, touched his neck, and after confirming that there was no possibility of survival, took away the ring on his fingertip.

Not long after she left, the falsely hidden door was opened.

The real person squatted next to the "corpse", and directly opened the forehead of the corpse, revealing the bright red brain that was still active.

"Barely found a human being who meets the requirements. Don't choose in special times."

The real person supported his head, and asked naively: "Didn't you say that you are going to be the leader of Mafia at the port? How did you get so miserable?"

Leaky Hu: "..."

What a speechless statement.