Chapter 73 Six Eyes, Familiar and Strange

The white-haired boy in front of him looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old. Combining this with the information from the comics he had read before, Jiang Lai immediately guessed that the person in front of him should be the six-eyed man who was born more than ten years ago in the Gojo family during the Heian-kyo era.

Jiang Lai still remembered what Ryoumen Sukuna had said to him before. At that time, the other party guessed that he was "a nobleman who went out without servants and guards." Now, this description is obviously more appropriate for the young man in front of him.

Faced with Gojo's Rokugan's behavior of pretending to be blind, Jiang Lai did not cooperate with him, but directly pointed it out.

He knew that the other party would not perform like this in front of strangers for no reason. It was most likely a purposeful temptation. He wanted to skip the unnecessary temptation and go straight to the reason.

"—After all, you can see it."

Hearing Jiang Lai's words, the white-haired boy tilted his head slightly, speaking in a clear and polite voice with a hint of grievance:

"May I ask why you say that? I really can't see. Look at this opaque cloth and the guide stick—"

Jiang Lai raised his voice slightly: "I heard that some eyes can see even through an obstruction."

The white-haired boy was very thorough: "It's not appropriate to generalize. First, tell me what kind of eyes you are."

"I heard about the six eyes of the Gojo family." Jiang Lai narrated slowly, looking up, "Legend has it that they can see through everything."

"I've heard that, too." The white-haired boy nodded, "But the Six-Eyes of the Gojo family wouldn't go out casually, would they?"

"Maybe Liuyan wanted to come out and play, so he got rid of them and slipped out?" Jiang Lai said with a smile, "With Liuyan's strength, it's not difficult to do this."

"You have a point." The white-haired boy raised his lips and nodded confidently, "But - there are no rumors that Liuyan is missing or running away from home, nor are there any missing person notices or wanted notices."

"Of course there is no such thing." Jiang Lai opened a blank book, his brown eyes calm, "The Gojo family is a large family, and they are prudent and cautious in their conduct."

"They won't release Rokugan's whereabouts so openly. If Rokugan really ran away from home, they would even hide the information of his disappearance and only search for him in private."

Jiang Lai revealed the hidden truth in a gentle tone, and the white-haired boy in front of him froze for a second imperceptibly, with a hint of alertness emerging from his eyes.

The next second, Jiang Lai put the book away and said with a smile: "Oh, I just said it casually. I guess that six-eyed god would prefer to stay in a comfortable home rather than sleeping in the open."

"Well... that's it." The white-haired boy responded.

After a half-second pause, he couldn't help but add, like a cat wagging its tail, "But that's not necessarily the case. The Six-Eyed Godson might be fed up with the old conventions and outdated customs at home, so he, who is handsome and strong, decided to go out on his own."

Jiang Lai: “…” He does not hesitate to praise himself. It turns out that the personality of the white-haired and six-eyed person is passed down from generation to generation!

He thought half jokingly.

At their core, they are all so proud, casual, free, and self-centered, but the one in front of them is probably influenced by the aristocratic education environment thousands of years ago, so he has a little more superficial politeness and reserve.

On the side, Ryoumen Sukuna looked impatient and frowned as he spoke to the white-haired boy: "You have smooth magical power fluctuations, you are not an ordinary person at all, so the sorcerer should stop pretending to be blind."

The white-haired boy's voice was still clear, and he replied arrogantly and confidently: "What? A sorcerer can't be blind? A blind person can't be a sorcerer? Don't look down on me."

Ryomen Sukuna: “…”

Jiang Lai raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed inwardly: This guy seems to be planning to pretend to be blind to the end. However, the tone of the last few sentences vaguely revealed a bit of arrogance.

After half a second, the white-haired boy in front of him showed a bit of loss and confusion on his face, and sighed: "Forget it, just don't believe it. Maybe the jade pendant you picked up is fake, I don't want it."

Retreat to advance?

Jiang Lai certainly saw through the other party's performance skills, but he had no intention of exposing him directly. Instead, he wiped the floating jade pendant with the constructed handkerchief and placed it in the palm of the white-haired boy's hand.

"Here you go," he said.

"Oh - thank you." The white-haired boy's negative expression suddenly disappeared, and the corners of his lips raised again, revealing a beautiful smile, "It seems that you are a nice person."

The comment sounded a little casual in his casual tone.

Ryoumen Sukuna kicked the stones on the ground with his feet. He was already very impatient. He had no interest in this boring farce.

If Jiang Lai had not used space magic to erect a barrier around him, preventing him from leaving on his own, Ryomen Sukuna would have turned around and left long ago.

The white-haired young man put the jade pendant into the pouch on his waist. He performed a simple and loose salute, and his every move showed the elegance and nobility that came from a large family of that era.

"Meeting is destiny," the white-haired boy said with a smile, holding a guide stick in one hand, "Shall I take you around this small town?"

"Can't you see?" Ryoumen Sukuna sneered at him unhappily.

"That's right," the white-haired boy nodded naturally, "But - I arrived earlier than you, and I'm already very familiar with the terrain here. What's more, my hearing and perception are particularly good, so even if I don't have vision, it won't affect it. At most, I can use my magic power to explore it."

He spoke in a very conspicuous manner.

Jiang Lai said slowly: "I have no money."

This is the truth. As a person who is not worldly and does not rely on the daily necessities of life, he does not have and does not need money.

"..." The white-haired boy was stunned by these sudden words.

Then, Jiang Lai pointed at Ryomen Sukuna and continued, "The guy next to me has no money either. He can't even afford clothes. He can only go shirtless in the middle of winter. He's really pitiful."

Ryomen Sukuna: “???”

The white-haired boy was startled at first, then he sensed the joking meaning in Jiang Lai's words, so he skillfully cooperated and showed a sympathetic look: "Oh - so that's it. It's so pitiful."

Before Ryoumen Sukuna could lose his temper, he put away his sympathetic expression and said briskly, "Okay, don't worry, I'll treat you no matter what."

After a brief pause of two seconds, the white-haired boy continued, "Come to think of it, do you need to simply cover up?" He raised his face, "Although I can't see it, but the cursed power can sense it - it seems to be different from ordinary people."

This six-eyed man seemed to be obsessed with his blind image, or perhaps he was too eager to win and simply didn't want to admit defeat. So Jiang Lai just stroked the cat and didn't continue to tease him.

He knew what the other party meant. With the mist on his face and four arms that were different from those of the crowd, he would most likely cause panic if he walked into the crowd.

So he casually constructed a red and white fox mask and put it on his face - this way, others would not see the mist lingering on his face, but a relatively normal mask.

The white-haired boy and Ryoumen Sukuna seemed a little surprised by his casually constructed action, but neither of them showed it obviously.

"That's good." Jiang Lai said calmly, "As for him, nominally he will be my shikigami. Shikigami have thousands of postures, and four hands are also normal." He turned his head and looked at Ryomen Sukuna, "Is that okay?"

Ryoumen Sukuna did not respond directly. He simply moved his fingertips and tried to open the space barrier around him again.

After a while, he said in a low and malicious voice: "Shikigami? I just thought of many stories about shikigami's counterattacks."

Ryoumen Sukuna never concealed his murderous intentions, but Jiang Lai didn't care. He smiled and replied, "I'll take that as your agreement."

The white-haired boy raised one hand, with his index finger bent and resting on his chin. His eyes, hidden behind the black and gold cloth, seemed to scan the two of them. Then, he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Okay, that's it."

——

Several people walked on the wide road. The white-haired boy readily treated them to street food.

The boy with his eyes wrapped in black and gold cloth is particularly fond of desserts. Six Eyes consumes a huge amount of energy, and sweets are his favorite, and the one in front of him is no exception.

The aura of the domineering young master was faintly reflected during the shopping. He pulled Jiang Lai unceremoniously and very familiarly, and walked left and right according to his own temperament.

Although nominally he was taking Jiang Lai shopping here, in reality, it was more like Jiang Lai was accompanying him to buy snacks.

Jiang Lai, who once visited the summer fireworks festival with the young Gojo Satoru, was already very familiar with the cat-walking routine.

Therefore, Jiang Lai can help find the dessert stall, queue up for others, and help get things with natural movements.

The white-haired young man did not let Jiang Lai work in vain. He would deliver a lot of desserts as if nothing had happened, or invest a lot of money and let Jiang Lai choose freely.

To be honest, Jiang Lai felt that the other person was really like Gojo Satoru - except that his hair was longer and his personality was more influenced by the aristocratic commoner environment thousands of years ago.

...Speaking of which, is there a concept of reincarnation in the world of spells? Jiang Lai was very happy and imaginative. As the saying goes, a whole reincarnation lasts for a thousand years in the human world, so maybe there is a past life or a present life or something.

Since the six-eyed creature in front of him was enthusiastically pretending to be blind, Jiang Lai would cooperate by raising his hands to protect him from time to time, and describing the snacks he saw in front of the stall.

The street snacks of this era were not as delicious as those in later generations, and the so-called desserts were not very sweet.

However, Jiang Lai still half-lifted his mask and ate them happily one bite at a time. After all, this was also a new experience.

As an [existence], he has no sense of fullness or hunger and can eat whatever he wants and enjoy his meal to his heart's content.

"..." Ryoumen Sukuna had no interest in eating street snacks. He had already swung out countless cursed blades as if to vent his anger, but unfortunately they were all blocked by the invisible space.

The reason why he was shopping with others at this time was simply because he was pushed by some unknown force.

Ryomen Sukuna, knowing the source of this power, quickly turned his scarlet eyes to the navy blue figure in front of him.

He moved his fingertips lightly, as if he could cut the man's neck in mid-air and enjoy the sight of blood gushing out.

Ryoumen Sukuna, with his four arms and black patterns all over his body, attracted a lot of attention, but people became less nervous after noticing the elegant dark blue figure wearing a fox mask walking beside him.

It should be the Onmyoji and his shikigami. People thought so.

People in the Heian-kyō era knew that there were many kinds of creatures in the world. They were not clear about the detailed divisions between Onmyoji and monsters, sorcerers and cursed spirits, but they had a vague understanding of the general categories, especially the combinations of the former.

The white-haired boy walked briskly, and the guide stick in his hand was more like a toy that he played with on a whim rather than a guide.

After they walked a distance apart, he said, "Oh, by the way, it seems that we haven't introduced ourselves to each other yet - how should we address each other?"

Jiang Lai thought for a few seconds and decided that it would be better not to use his real name for the time being... Does [existence] have a name? In any case, he thought [Lei] was his name.

Jiang Lai thought about it and remembered the child's name for him not long ago. He paused and said calmly, "Just call me Bai Wu."

"Bai Wu?" The boy beside him sighed, "What a random name."

"What about you?" Jiang Lai asked, "What should I call you?"

The white-haired boy raised the corners of his lips slightly, and replied with an uplifting tone: "Yu Hao."

Yu Hagi? This name sounds a little familiar. Jiang Lai thought about it for a moment, and then suddenly remembered:

Wait, isn’t this the name of a sweetened rice ball eaten during the spring and autumn equinoxes in Japan?

It was indeed a pseudonym, and it was named after a dessert. Jiang Lai had a half-moon eye in his heart. But it was not surprising, after all, when Liuyan was out, he would definitely hide his real name if he didn't want others to recognize him.

But this name is too perfunctory! ...Although my own name is also perfunctory.

The thoughts flowing in his mind were interrupted by the sneer from the side. Ryoumen Sukuna let his hands hang naturally, and the other two arms were crossed in front of his chest. This expression probably showed that he was quite disdainful of the two pseudonyms.

Jiang Lai fixed his eyes on the cherry-pink-haired boy and said, "Come to think of it, I haven't asked your name yet. What's your name?"

"Eh, so you two haven't known each other for a long time?" The white-haired boy Yu Hao came over, with a tone of surprise that was not sure whether it was real or fake, "I thought you two were more familiar with each other."

"No." Jiang Lai answered, "[Long acquaintance], [friend], these two words are not true."

Ryoumen Sukuna let out a dark, contemptuous laugh from his throat, and his scarlet eyes slashed across sharply.

"Well, you have to give me a nickname." Jiang Lai continued to ask the cherry-pink-haired boy, half-jokingly, "Or would you rather let me choose one?"

Beside him, the white-haired boy Yu Hagi took over the conversation with a cheerful tone: "Oh, this is what I'm good at. Why don't we call it Tsubaki? How about it? This is also delicious."

Jiang Lai said seriously: "It sounds good, but I think shaved ice is more in line with the winter atmosphere."

"Hey, isn't it a bit cold to call it shaved ice in winter? How about Taiyaki?"

Ryomen Sukuna: “…”

He was silent for a moment, as if he could no longer bear the two people's words, and then he said in a low voice: "To use the words that others used to call me, Ryomen Sukuna."

Jiang Lai knew that Ryomen Sukuna was not his real name, but that was what others called him.

Sukuna was born with a strange deformity and was probably abandoned early on. It is estimated that he did not have a name before. Or maybe he had one but forgot it. In short, Sukuna does not care about this.

"Ryomen Sukuna... this name is quite interesting." The white-haired boy Yuhagi smiled, but did not show anything special.

——During this period, Lord Sukuna was still in his teenage years and his influence was limited, so the title of the Cursed King, which was feared by people in the Heian-kyo era, had not yet begun to spread.

In the Heian-kyō era when information was not easily accessible, only people in certain areas where Sukuna had traveled knew about the existence of such a cruel and murderous god with four arms.

The few of them walked for a while without saying anything again.

Then, Jiang Lai took the initiative to speak: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Hmm?" The white-haired boy Yu Hao half turned his head.

"It wasn't a coincidence that we picked up the jade pendant from the beginning." Jiang Lai said affirmatively, "You invited us to wander around this small town for a reason."

"Hmm..." The white-haired boy Yu Hagi hesitated for a moment, shook the toy guide stick, and admitted crisply, "That's right - I was just observing whether you were related to something."

"Oh, of course, I don't observe with my eyes, I use cursed power." He still didn't forget to add a blind setting.

"Something?" Jiang Lai caught the point.

The white-haired boy Yu Hagi said simply, "In this small town at the foot of the mountain, there have been a number of missing children and girls recently."

The young child and the young girl are missing... Jiang Lai's thoughts flowed: "I understand. Do you think we are related persons?"

"I was a little suspicious at first." The white-haired boy Yu Hao had a nonchalant look on his delicate face, "But after this period of time, I believe you have nothing to do with this incident."

"Do you want to find out the truth behind this? Is it a mission, or just a simple act of chivalry?" Jiang Lai was actually a little surprised. He didn't think that Rokugan of the Gojo family was the kind of person who would meddle in other people's business.

"Well, I mean it." The white-haired boy Yu Hao stroked the smooth top of his guide stick with one hand, and said in a leisurely tone, "When I stopped here, a family was very nice to me - I don't like to owe favors to others."

This makes sense, Jiang Lai thought. Gojo Satoru was also like this when he was young. He didn't like to owe favors to others. He appeared to be cold and casual on the surface, but he was actually very sensitive on the inside.

The six eyes can accurately see the sincerity and pretense - and will repay the sincere kindness in its own way.

The white-haired boy continued, "The little girl from that family went missing yesterday, and I thought, since I have nothing to do anyway, I might as well help look for her."

Jiang Lai pondered for a moment and said, "How long have the disappearances of girls and children continued in this small town?"

"I just started searching for information yesterday. I heard that it happened this month." The white-haired boy Yu Hao said, "Someone at the government office reported it, but there is no investigation information so far."

Ryoumen Sukuna rarely interrupted, his voice was filled with obvious sarcasm: "The government only cares about serving the nobles. The lives of ordinary people are not lives. No one will care until there is a big disturbance."

——This is the characteristic of this era. In feudal society, only the nobles were "real people".

"..." The white-haired young man Yu Hao did not refute, but nodded slightly, "This is the attitude of the government office." He threw a small snack into his mouth, chewing and speaking vaguely, "But it doesn't matter, I am enough - those fat pig-like guys will only hinder us."

Rokugan of the Gojo family has always been rebellious, but the white-haired boy has no intention of following the secular world.

He always did what he wanted. To him, nobles and commoners were all on the same level, so he helped whenever he wanted to.

Jiang Lai listened quietly and waited for a moment. Seeing that the other party had no intention of continuing, he spoke up and said, "So, do you have any clues now?"

"The targets of the mastermind are children under the age of six and girls between the ages of ten and fifteen." The white-haired boy Yu Hagi said, "No bodies or blood were found, and the remaining cursed power is also vague."

Jiang Lai: "Even six eyes can't find any traces."

"Six Eyes can't analyze too much. The person behind the scenes is very good at hiding." The white-haired boy Yu Hagi answered subconsciously.

After half a second, he coughed again, and added in a humming voice, "Besides, what six eyes? Where are there six eyes? We don't have six eyes here."

Jiang Lai smiled, but still did not expose this fake blind man's acting game that everyone knew about. His eyes were gentle.

The white-haired boy felt embarrassed, and threw his guide stick down like a balloon that had been punctured, curled his lips and admitted in a low voice:

"Well, I can actually see - but the fabric isn't there to fool you, it's just for comfort."

"I understand." Jiang Lai said sincerely.

"Also - don't tell anyone else and cooperate with me in front of others." The white-haired boy Yu Tai paused and said in a long tone, "I don't want those guys in the family to know where I am."

"Okay." Jiang Lai nodded calmly, "I will keep it a secret for you."

"Not bad, not bad." The white-haired boy laughed, his outward modesty and politeness faded away. He patted the shoulder of the person next to him without any hesitation. "Although I thought it was strange to have a layer of mist on your face at first glance, you are still a good person."

Jiang Lai took the opportunity to take off the mask and continued to ask: "So can you see me now?"

"If you look carefully with your six eyes, you can see it vaguely." The white-haired boy replied.

So that's it. Jiang Lai thought. As expected, looking at it this way, it was very strange that Ryoumen Sukuna could see himself clearly without any hindrance even though he had no special eyes.

He made a note of this and then returned to the original topic: "I am also interested in the events at the foot of this mountain, and I am curious about the people behind it. Can we also get involved?"

Jiang Lai knew that Liuyan, who was of this age, was very proud, arrogant and self-confident, and would not accept help that was too conspicuous. Therefore, he changed his way of speaking and offered his help in a subtle way.

In fact, Jiang Lai was indeed somewhat interested in this incident, and by the way, he also wanted to have more contact with the Six Eyes of the Heian-kyo era and hear more information about the era from the white-haired boy.

"If you want to, sure." The white-haired boy nodded in agreement. He raised the corners of his lips and said, "You may be lucky enough to appreciate my super cool moves by then."

"I'm looking forward to it." Jiang Lai responded with a smile.

Ryoumen Sukuna wasn't paying attention to the two of them; he only heard the last one or two sentences.

He turned his head: "What?"

The white-haired boy said, "Let's deal with the missing children and girls in this area together."

Ryoumen Sukuna: "Huh?"

Jiang Lai added cheerfully, "Are you happy? We are going to [punish evil and promote good]."

Ryomen Sukuna: “?”

When the cherry-pink-haired boy heard Jiang Lai's words, his expression changed for a moment. After two or three seconds of strange silence, he turned sideways and began to vomit violently.

The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong with him?"

Jiang Lai stood up and said lightly, "It must have been vomited out of disgust."