[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

Huailiang resigned himself to boiling water in a pot, scooped a spoonful of the fried sauce that he had originally prepared for tomorrow morning, and quickly cooked the salty and sweet, inauthentic Beijing-style fried sauce noodles with cucumber shreds.

"Here, let's eat."

Huailiang pulled a stool and sat directly in the kitchen, leaning against the side of the marble table. At least there was a marble table separating her from Gojo Satoru, which was a bit of psychological comfort.

"How happy."

Gojo Satoru blew on the steaming noodles and praised, "Is this Chinese cuisine? It tastes so good no matter how you cook it."

Huai Liang buried his head in eating, pretending not to hear the other person's chatter, and couldn't help but complain inwardly: Such a big bowl of noodles can't shut your mouth!

Gojo Satoru was obviously not the type to back down when faced with difficulties. He started a new topic with great interest: "The communicator can be customized, right? Is it only animal heads? Can other flowers and plants be customized?"

Realizing that this might be a new round of clichés, Huai Liang still replied perfunctorily: "I'm not sure."

Gojo Satoru smiled, as if he was just asking casually and didn't expect any result.

After a while, he suddenly said, "I want the one with a kitten's head. Can Liangjiang help me draw the line drawing?"

"I don't think Tianyi Sect has this service. I have to prepare my own manuscripts and customize them for them. This will show more sincerity."

Huai Liang finally couldn't help it, and said with a hint of mockery: "Wu Jun is not a smart person, right? Do you want everything that Jie has?"

Gojo Satoru was not annoyed, his eyes lingered on the other person meaningfully: "If it's possible... then I don't mind carrying such a reputation."

Seeing that the topic was sliding towards the edge of danger again, Huai Liang immediately fell silent.

She didn't care about dining etiquette anymore. She just wanted to fill her stomach quickly, then go upstairs quickly and end this suffocating conversation.

Gojo Satoru did not do as she wished. After swallowing another mouthful of noodles covered with fried sauce, he suddenly threw out a thunderbolt: "I remember what happened yesterday afternoon."

"Cough, cough cough—"

Huai Liang was instantly choked by the soup and suppressed his cough for fear of waking up the others who were sleeping. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes and his entire face turned red.

Gojo Satoru quickly stood up, patted her on the back, and handed her a cup of warm water.

When the violent coughing gradually subsided, Huai Liang took the water cup and took a sip, his voice slightly hoarse: "I don't think there is anything to say."

Seeing the other party in a defensive posture, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but sigh: "Don't rush to refuse, you can listen to my conditions first--"

The corners of his lips slowly curled up, "The leader of Tianyi Sect..."

Huailiang:!!!

Fortunately, she just didn't drink the water, otherwise she would have choked again.

Various possible factors of exposure were running through his mind, but Huai Liang showed a confused look on his face: "What? Leader?"

She seemed to have recovered from her shock and smiled, "It's late at night, Wu-kun can tell a ghost story and it's appropriate, but forget about the jokes."

"Doesn't Liangjiang know whether I told a joke or not?"

Huailiang now completely lost the desire to eat, but fortunately she had almost finished her bowl of noodles, so she leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms and said, "If Wujun insists on talking, then let me hear your reasons."

"First, during the Astral Plasma incident, I was intercepted by an ice spell, but was saved by a person wearing black wave patterns. And last month, I fought with her again in a mine, but unfortunately I failed to catch her."

Gojo Satoru began to talk: "I caught the other party and left behind an octopus-headed communicator. The Tianyi Sect worships the Kraken, which looks similar to the Kraken. From this, I infer that the mysterious man wearing the wave-patterned mask is the leader of the Tianyi Sect."

"What does that have to do with me?"

Huai Liang sneered, "Because its predecessor was the Panxing Sect, and my parents were high-ranking officials of the former Panxing Sect?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head slowly: "I cracked the code of the octopus head communicator, and the voice of the little girl came from it. Just yesterday, I heard you talking on the phone with the child of the Fushiguro family, and then I finally remembered-"

"That's the voice of the shy little girl who doesn't talk much, Miki Fushiguro. We've even had several meals together~"

Huailiang raised his eyebrows: "That's it? There are thousands of people with similar voices in the world. Wu Jun is being too hasty."

"But the communication channel shows that there are exactly four people... Fushiguro's family of three, plus you, Ryou-chan, doesn't that make exactly four people?"

Gojo Satoru also finished eating, stood up and poured himself a glass of water to moisten his throat, "I think about it again, Liang-chan has been attacked by cursed spirits too many times."

As he spoke, he began to count on his fingers: "I ran into Jie at the amusement park, I ran into me in the alley, and when I went to Onomichi to sketch, I also ran into Huibara and Nanami who were doing a mission—"

"According to what they said, a man who seemed to have no cursed power but was very strong killed the cursed spirit, and used another cursed spirit that could store things to swallow the long hair and took it away."

"That person is the absolute heaven and curse, Fushiguro Shinobu."

Huai Liang shrugged, looking innocent: "I went to look for help at the time, and I didn't see the person you were talking about."

"So, Liang-chan is really a very smart and thoughtful person~"

Gojo Satoru became more and more excited as he spoke: "You may not know yet, but the news that the Tenichi Cult is secretly researching and mass-producing cursed tools has been leaked out~ It seems that the information was discovered by someone sent in by Old Orange from the General Directorate."

"Now, basically every sorcerer family in the sorcery world knows about it, and the reactions are mixed~"

"Really? What does that have to do with me?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head slowly, revealing a regretful expression: "The direction of the research is to find a cursed spirit body that can carry the cursed power but not disappear, so as to create a carrier for weapons. Perhaps Liang-chan took the initiative to find the cursed spirits, and they didn't have to come to you."

"at last……"

Gojo Satoru stood up, walked into the kitchen, and held Huailiang's shoulders.

He stretched out his finger and tapped the apron tie behind her waist. "Liang-chan, can you tell me why you are used to tying this square knot behind your back... It's exactly the same as the knot used to tie the mask of the mysterious man I met in the mine that day?"

Huailiang thought - this was the reason why she was unwilling to conquer Gojo Satoru from the very beginning.

As a person with so many secrets, who can stand being with a "human lie detector" every day?

The talent of the six eyes determines that Gojo Satoru can analyze another person's mental state and whether he is lying through his movements, micro-expressions, heart rate and even pupil changes.

If she hadn't practiced specifically during her ten years of military service, and hadn't had the mental stabilizing effect, she would have been exposed eight hundred times.

But now, she is not far from taking off her vest.