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Xia Youjie saw that the fun was enough, so he started to laugh at Gojo Wu: "Didn't you say you're not angry?"

Wujo Wuli was straightforward: "Yesterday's me was not angry, but today's me is angry. Haven't you learned sophistry? This is sophistry!"

"All right, all right." Gou Juanjing knelt down to Uncle Wu Tiao, out of sophistry: "It's okay to be jealous, Xiao Wu who is jealous is also very cute."

Xia Youjie gave Xiao Jing a "Oh my god, I'm so disgusted" expression, but Gojo Wu became quiet.

It's hard to say whether it's "Little Wu" or "cute" that makes him happy.

Sensing Wutiao’s pulse, Gou Juanjing continued to work hard, stood up and asked Wutiao Wu to sit on the sofa, pressed his fingers hard on his shoulders and massaged him: “Xiaowu is cute, I have been working hard recently, and I haven’t rested during the whole vacation. , very good."

"Yeah... It's not very hard, just a little bit, a little bit." After a rainbow fart with no technical content, Gojo Satoru restrained his usual arrogant personality and said meaningfully: "I hate the New Year the most, I don't want to see the old oranges."

"It's not easy to face so many people at the New Year's banquet."

"I'm sick of seeing them wearing masks, crumpled orange faces, hypocrisy."

"So Wu has quarreled with them?"

"No quarrel this year, hum! They won't quarrel with me this year."

Last year, Gojo Satoru performed brilliantly. He was not as irritable as before, but went on missions well, and seized every loophole and opportunity to blackmail the high-level and the Yusanjia, which made the Gojojia heartbroken and happy, and made the magic world afraid and fearful. have no choice.

He is no longer the person who can be restricted by rewards and can be caught at will.

Before the face is completely torn apart, the magic world can only hold back against him.

Xia Youjie watched the dog juanjing cast its magic, and stroked the five puffer fish-like Wuwu.

"Then what's the matter with this woman?" Naogui Naogui, Gojo Satoru did not forget the weird photo, he looked at it carefully for a while, and handed the photo to the magician, "What is it?"

"I don't know." Gou Juanjing replied, "I've seen Tohno Yoshitaka accompanied by a curse spirit that resembles his mother, but this curse spirit doesn't feel right to me. It threatens others, but it doesn't take the initiative. attack people."

"The breath is not right either. It doesn't look like a normal mantra, but it's a bit... mixed?"

While Xia Youjie was still thinking hard, Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows suddenly: "Man-made curse spirit?"

"what--?"

Gojo Satoru's expression gradually cooled down, and his blue pupils also shone with a cold light, like the silver light when the blade was unsheathed. "This is a well-known disgrace to the Kamo family. 150 years ago, there was a Kamo Xianlun. He let a woman with a special constitution directly give birth to a hybrid of a curse spirit and a human. According to records, nine children were born, and they were called 'curse' Nine Phases of Fetus', the remains of three of them are still sealed by Tianyuan in Donggaoli."

"That's the first combination of a human and a curse spirit."

The corners of Xia Youjie's lips twitched slightly, this was the first time he heard such a thing.

"Then I have a question, who is the father of 'Nine Phases'?" Gou Juanjing asked.

One word awakened the dreamer, Wujo Wu stroked his chin: "This is also a doubtful point, everyone knows that the curse spirit has no gender, and there is no need for such things without reproductive organs, so how did he combine the curse spirit with a woman? Have a baby?"

Gou Juanjing remembered those two brains.

"If it's an intrusive spell spirit, it's understandable."

Xia Youjie felt that he had run out of brains: "Invasive spell?"

"It's like the kind in horror movies, isn't there also in monsters? Painted skin, white powder mother-in-law." As long as there is a little clue, Gojo Satoru can immediately draw inferences, "Eat the inside of a human being, or eat a certain part , and then use his identity to continue living. In this way, he can be a curse spirit while using a male body to combine with a human woman, which is naturally a hybrid."

Xia Youjie really wanted to say that this is nonsense, and it is really crazy to deduce such an antecedent based on the result alone.But reason told him that this was the greatest possibility, and it made people shudder for a while. "Is there really such a curse?"

"Who knows?" Gojo Satoru shrugged, "But it makes sense in this way, and it's better than believing that there is a male magic spirit in this world." His eyes moved to the photo: "So you Do you suspect that this woman is also of mixed race?"

"No." Gou Juanjing denied this speculation: "I suspect that she is another result of the 'hybrid' experiment."

Xia Youjie shuddered when he heard that.

After all, he is just a young man who has not yet grown up. He has seen bloody and terrifying scenes, and faced the dangers of life and death. The threshold of psychological endurance is higher than that of ordinary teenagers—but not too high To that extent, the same as the two people in front of me, they can detach themselves from their emotions and feelings, and discuss human experiments from an inhuman perspective purely rationally.

Gou Juanjing seemed to have sensed his anomaly, and leaned in Xia Youjie's direction, their arms touched together, the temperature passed through the school uniform, and Ping An also leaned against Xia Youjie when he saw this, the third grader He was caught by two cuties, one big and one small.

Gojo Satoru noticed his small movements, but he didn't understand the relationship between emotion, warmth and comfort, so he didn't care.

At this point, Gojo Satoru was still a child.

He knows but doesn't understand.

The No Lower Limit Sorcerer agrees with Gou Juanjing's point of view: "Indeed, there has only been one with such a special physique in so many years, and there were a lot of troubles when she was pregnant in October that year. There are three left. Generally speaking, high investment and low income. So in terms of efficiency, direct conversion is the best way.”

Mantra spirits are derived from negative emotions of human beings, how about letting people fill themselves with negative emotions?

Gojo Satoru, who discovered this, was a little excited, "Let me and Jie check this out!"

Gou Juanjing thought for a while, "Then I'll go and see where Tono Zen lives."

"What's so interesting about this? It's just an ordinary community."

Gou Juanjing leaned against Xia Youjie and said, "It's simple, I want to see it."

That being said, the actual situation is another matter.

The idea of ​​"wanting to see" can be interpreted as a whim, or it may be understood as some kind of intuition. Crowrido said that people in the other world do not feel for no reason.

A whim is a harbinger, an intuition is a reminder, and a dream is a reality at a certain moment in the future.

The more powerful a person is, the more he cannot ignore any tiny piece of information.

……

The plan is not as fast as changing. Gou Juan Jing’s agent asked him to discuss the new year’s performance plan, so that he could make various arrangements for the next, so after thinking about it, he simply set the location near the street where Tono Shan lived. Ping An also brought it over.

The place where Tono Zen lives is an old city, the residents are relatively fixed, and it is difficult to see strangers, especially those with obvious characteristics like him, suddenly appearing there, but cats are different, Japanese cats are quite Free and undisciplined existence, especially such communities, mostly have the habit of feeding wild cats. Cats are not wary of people, and people are even less wary of cats.

"Help me to have a look, safe." Gou Juanjing patted the cat's back, "I'll wait here for you to come back."

But the big cat is not too happy.It pulled down its ears and didn't bark, just arched into the dog's arms, its small head insisted on hiding in the crook of the dog's arms, its big tail was pressed under its body, it looked like a big black dog burden.

In this way, the dog Juanjing can no longer touch its head, and can only retreat and pinch his neck, and then discuss with it in a low voice: "This is something that Ping An can do, so can Ping An help me with this?" ?”

The cat didn't speak, and the dog didn't force himself, hugging the cat and slowly patting its back.After a while, Maomao pulled its head out, with its messy fur on its head, and meowed like a stinky child, as if saying "I can't help you", and let the dog Juanjing hug it and rub it .

"I can't help it, Ping An is the best." The teenager buried his head in Mao Mao, "Ping An is my best cat."

"Meow!" Is there Shir?

"No, Shir is not my cat."

Oh yes!

The little cat is happy: I am the only cat, the best cat, he loves me the most.

"Be careful." The dog Juanjing and the cat rubbed their faces, secretly letting the butterfly follow.

Butterflies flew out of the dog's hair and landed on the back of its head.

The vigilant cat pricked up its ears, looked left and right, and found nothing wrong. When it turned around, it saw its owner squatting on the side of the road and waving at him with a smile. When it was happy, it turned back and ran into his arms, and then rubbed it. After rubbing and touching it, it seemed to be about to leave, and it didn't take long to turn back again.After going back and forth like this two or three times, the dog Juanjing stood up, resolutely not to let the cat cheat.

Ping An pulled down his ears and walked out, like a kitten who has been kicked out of the cat's nest.

If it lost more than [-] catties, it would probably be really pitiful.