The vest cannot be collapsed

Haruki Jushan pushed open the door without knowing it, entered this hell, and walked into the eyes of the five people sitting in the living room.

【Oh. 】Facing the stiff Haruki Juyama and the five people who were even more stiff, the system sighed emotionlessly,【Everyone is here. 】

"System system system..." Haruki Jushan's voice was trembling, "Where's that buff you pretended to be blind, quick! Put it on me quickly."

【late. 】The system pitied, 【Don't say that Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie have seen your eyes now, even if they didn't see them, are you the Qihai builder Fu Heihui and Jin Meiji are dumb? 】

"Do you think there is still room for redemption?" Jushan Haruki struggled to the point of death.

[Which dimension do you want to have room for? 】The system thought for a moment.

"For example..." Jushan Haruki asked tentatively, "Making them feel that they actually met some interesting souls during the Ghost Festival?"

[The buff is ready. 】The system applied a buff indifferently, and then abandoned this trembling Nizi.

"Senior?" Jushan Haruki waved at Jianren Qihai ignorantly as if he didn't see the other people in the room, "Why are you here?"

Gojo Satoru, who was left alone, twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I'm here to deliver the documents," Jianren Qihai didn't seem to notice that something was going wrong in the living room, he stood up with his usual expression to break the silence, and put the document on the table, "Although I don't know Haruki Jushan, what happened to you and... Senior Gojo, but as a former colleague, I still suggest that you better have a high school diploma before entering society."

He is so earnest that he has already regarded Gojo Satoru as the responsible teacher who came to find the truant students.

Although there may be some controversy over the word responsible.

Gojo Satoru, who was mentioned by Nanami Jianren, is now subconsciously playing with the glass in his hand. The glass filled with hot water is bouncing up and down repeatedly in his hand, not flexible like a bulky and fragile glass.

He put the cup on the table, and the glass and the glass table made a crisp sound: "What's your name?"

"The system, the system, he asked me my name." Haruki Jushan trembled, trying to get comfort from the system.

【If he asks you, just say it. 】

"I'll procrastinate and procrastinate."

He refused to face Wujo Wu for a long time, and turned his attention to Fu Heihui: "Fu Hei?"

So Gojo Satoru saw the white-haired young man who had just pushed the door open and looked blankly at the place where the sound came from.

His pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of indissoluble mist. This mist made him seem to come from the deepest seabed. The mist covered his vision softly and gently, making him no matter where he looked. There is always a loss of focus.

"Fu Hei?" He turned his gaze to Fu Heihui, as if he wanted to get some information about the questioner from him.

"I am the owner of the room you live in." Gojo Satoru casually tapped on the table and said leisurely.

"The conjurer I told you a few days ago is him. When will you take him to the high school?" Fu Heihui's animal-like intuition told him that the situation in front of him was very wrong, especially Wujo Wuge who took the initiative to speak. Something was wrong, he quickly shut his mouth after saying this to Gojo Satoru, wishing that everyone present could regard him as a mass of moving air.

"It's over, there's a big problem," Fu Heihui just finished speaking, Jushan Haruki took a deep breath, "I don't have any magic power now, where can I find a magician?"

Not only does he have no magic power now, the system silently glanced at the terrifying curse spirit released by Xia Youjie, and Ju Shanqingshu, who couldn't see why, lit a piece of wax, he can't even see the curse spirit now, okay? .

[Come on, my big boy,] The system finally decided to say nothing intimately, and was ready to start laying down the coordinates of a world to the General Administration to apply for a report, [Stand on the last post before the General Administration issued a red card. 】

The sound of Gojo Satoru knocking on the table continued, the sound was like ringing the ancient bell of his death.

"No, I have to take the initiative," Haruki Jushan struggled.

The young man with dazed eyes suddenly raised his head and cast his gaze in the direction of Xia Youjie in the living room. He was in a trance for a moment, and then showed an expression mixed with bewilderment and surprise.

"Sure enough, it's gone." The young man murmured softly.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and the hand that hit the table stopped.

The young man standing at the door tilted his head blankly. He kept raising his arms and spreading his palms, looking for something on his shoulders from left to right. He even touched the top of his head and pinched the back of his neck: "I can't touch it now." arrive."

"But isn't this the fourth day?" He looked at Xia Youjie suspiciously, "My lord."

When he went to Xia Youjie, he said that he would visit his house in seven days, and this was the fourth day.Although he knew in his heart that something must have gone wrong for Gojo Satoru and him to discover something was wrong at the same time, but he wanted to show that he didn't know.

"What do you mean you're missing?" Xia Youjie was suddenly cueed, but he didn't expect this impostor to dare to talk to him in front of Wujo Wu.

"I just can't find it," the counterfeit scratched his head strangely, "Those evil spirits that lie on me and others."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the four conjurers other than him in the living room suddenly became strange.

gone?Then now that the falling san curse spirit that is still leaving disgusting saliva in front of him and wriggling is still a special ghost for the Bon Odori Festival?

"I could see them every day before, but after I drove away these evil spirits, there would be more powerful ones, so in the end I didn't want to drive them away at all." A young man who knew nothing about curse spirits Having escaped the catastrophe without knowing anything, he let out a long sigh of relief and pointed to the position of his shoulder to make gestures.

"They said that the leader of the Panxing Sect must have a solution. After I saw the leader, those things disappeared." The expressions of the people in the living room were different, and the young man blinked gratefully, "But I left Panxing After teaching, those things came back.”

"So it's probably because the leader hasn't come to my house to solve those problems." He scratched his head and came to a conclusion.

"Why doesn't the system Gojo Satoru speak?" Haruki Juyama said while feeling the atmosphere in the living room gradually moving in a strange direction, and his voice was trembling in panic. "Look at his expression, it's like watching a movie."

[Don't ask me, I'm panicked too. ] The system that knows everything but it's too late to say it now quickly disentangles the relationship.

"What's the matter with your eyes?" Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu met each other's eyes, rushed to speak in front of him, and asked the question that everyone present wanted to ask.

"Eyes?" The ignorant young man rubbed his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly, "It was originally whitish. I was afraid of scaring others, so I went out wearing colored contact lenses."

He readily took off one of the contact lenses, revealing a sickly white pupil. The pale pupil formed a creepy contrast with the brown pupil next to it.

These were the eyes he had seen in the Pan Xing Sect.

"Yushan Haruki," he stood up suddenly, "Do you still remember what happened to you before?"

"Ah, as expected of the leader, you really know everything!" The young man raised his head as he stood up in surprise, "You can see that too!"

Jushan Qingshu, who looked surprised on his face, was panicking with the system while scolding his mother in his heart: "I said that I should have adjusted my height by more than ten centimeters before I came in. You can see that Xia Youjie is taller than me now."

He kept this expression on his face while bursting with Tokyo foul language in his heart, and continued to be an ignorant guru: "I have been like this since I have memories."

"You don't remember what happened before?" Xia Youjie stepped forward and asked urgently.

"I don't remember." Jushan Haruki hesitated, "Is it related to those things?"

He pointed to his shoulder cautiously: "But those things disappeared after seeing the leader."

"No, did Wujo Wu believe it?" During Xia Youjie's silence, Jushan Qingshu blinked his eyes in pain, he could hardly continue acting.

The source of his pain was not surprising whether Jushan Qingshu was dead or not. He and Xia Youjie had never seen his body after they came out. Although Fu Heisher kept saying that he killed Jushan Qingshu, When asked about the details, he said provocatively that there was no body.

But his current situation is obviously fundamentally different from the ten-year suspended animation he imagined.

As a conjurer, his most important magic power was sealed in these eyes at the beginning. What happened outside after he and Xia Youjie entered the Xingxing Palace?

Such a close distance is enough for him to observe this so-called counterfeit carefully five or six times, and during these five or six times, Six Eyes told him incredible information.

——For example, the ordinary person in front of him who seems to have no magic power is indeed Haruki Nieshan who has some special experiences.

The system, which hadn't dared to speak, suddenly went crazy and started to sound the alarm: [Fuck, don't act like a fool, it's too similar!Wujo Wuxin!The General Administration issued a yellow card to the collapser! 】