Chapter 145 The good days of Caiyun Pig (?) are over...

Jiang Lai was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was reasonable.

Although Zenoya is usually very arrogant, he grew up in a cannibalistic feudal family after all, so it is impossible for him to be really stupid.

Moreover, as the eldest son, he had more contact with the head and wife of the Zenin family.

Therefore, Naoya probably understood something from those few words——otherwise he wouldn't have shown such an attitude towards the outside world.

Since Naoya is not really outside the main line of the spell, the subsequent confidentiality issue will be relatively easy to handle.

Jiang Lai was originally having a headache about how to calm down Zenoya, who had turned into a cursed corpse, and not let him go crazy.

Now it seems that there is no need to set up restrictions or threats, just state the pros and cons directly.

Jiang Lai nodded slightly, and looked through the holes in the mask at the Curse Corpse Naoya on the bed with his brown eyes, and said calmly: "In this case, there is no need for me to say more. You should know in your heart how to keep it secret from now on."

"Only a limited number of people know about your mother's actions. If others find out that you have turned into a cursed corpse and left the Zenin family, then the consequences will be--"

Zenin Naoya tutted his tongue, his expression as arrogant as ever, but his ears twitched: "...I'm not a fool, how can I make such a fuss? After I get out, I'm going to stay away from here."

Curse Corpse, in the appearance of golden Stitch, stood on the bed with his arms around him, hiding a kind of subtle cowardice under his arrogant appearance.

Jiang Lai could see that Zenin Naoya was afraid of something and was trying his best to suppress it.

——The one who is so sharp and reckless is Naoya.

It seems that the regulatory agency has a lot of influence on the Zenin family. In other words, Zenin Naoya's spying sensed a lot of dangers.

Just as the lady from the Zen temple said, this place is both a shelter and an enclosure... Jiang Lai narrowed his eyes, with some guesses in his mind.

Who knows, there might be a lair of the regulatory agency lurking here, or some important "conversion" formation.

Zenin Naoya continued, squeezing out a low voice from his throat, "Besides, I don't want anyone I know to know that I have become such a fool - damn it!"

He kicked forward angrily, but because he was not used to the body of this doll, he almost fell down.

Jiang Lai was very considerate and didn't laugh out loud.

Zenin Naoya looked grumpy. He steadied himself and quickly changed the subject, pointing out a very important point: "Wait, how can I use my own technique with this body!"

He tried to mobilize his own magical power, but found that he couldn't use the projection technique at all.

The rituals are engraved in the body's blood vessels. After changing into the shell of the Cursed Skeleton, he naturally cannot use the inherited rituals as before - but this is the only way to ensure that the Cursed Skeleton's identity is concealed, so that others will not associate anything with it through projection.

Mrs. Zenin must have considered early on that the ritual could not be inherited, so she told Jiang Lai "I won't let him cause you too much trouble."

Besides, she sent Zenin Naoya out of the house with no intention of letting Naoya participate in the battle.

Although Zenin Naoya knew in his heart that he could no longer use the original technique after changing to the Cursed Corpse, mentally, he could not accept it for a while:

"…I am a special first-class magician, no! My magic technique——!?"

His two claws were paralyzed upwards, and he looked very broken. He gritted his teeth and said, "What use is a useless body like this without a spell?!"

Jiang Lai replied seriously: "It's useful, you can still take a beating."

Zenin Naoya: “…”

The expression of the golden Stitch-looking Curse Corpse was very wonderful for a moment.

Jiang Lai: "Just a joke - can you mobilize the cursed power in your cursed body?"

"Of course I still have the cursed power." Zenin Naoya let out a breath, calmed down a little, and felt the flow of energy in his body.

"Then the problem is solved." Jiang Lai's voice was calm, with the ending tone slightly rising a few degrees, "You can choose to fight."

——You know, the later part of the original manga is the Jujutsu Fist War (bushi)!

Jiang Lai gave his suggestions, but Zenin Naoya didn't seem to accept them.

But that's life, you have to accept it whether you like it or not.

Jiang Lai didn't have much time to calm the other person down. He turned his wrist, wrapped the other person with space magic, and prepared to take him back to the study to see the lady of the Zen temple.

Zenin Naoya hated being tied up by cursed power. He struggled in the air, his voice shrill: "...Who allowed you to use this method? This is the Zenin family, and I am the eldest son of the Zenin family--"

"Be quiet." Jiang Lai's voice lowered slightly, with a hint of irresistibility.

The eyes behind his fox mask calmly scanned the cursed corpse that was tethered by the space code.

Under the watchful eyes, Zenin Naoya's struggle gradually weakened.

Naoya was not stupid. He always knew that a man who knows the current affairs is a wise man. At this moment, he did not insist on anything. He calmed down and stopped talking.

Jiang Lai was about to return to the study to complete the handover of the incantations and show the lady of the Zen temple that his son's operation was very successful.

Jiang Lai finally used his cursed power to clean up the traces in the house, and the last remaining traces of cursed power would dissipate immediately and would not be noticed by anyone.

He flipped the window open with a light gesture, stepped out, and then used his little finger to pull a wisp of air and closed it from the inside.

At the moment of this operation, Jiang Lai Tianma was stunned for a moment: if it were in the scientific world, this would be a closed-room murder case (bushi).

The night mist dissipated a little, and the bright moon in the sky cast soft moonlight.

Jiang Lai, wearing a crow feather kimono, leaped to the roof. In order to reduce the possibility of attracting attention, he hid the golden cursed skeleton in his sleeves and arms.

After coming out, Zenin Naoya was very quiet, just like a real doll.

After his initial shameful resistance, he had understood the situation and did not want to cause any more trouble.

It was not until he landed in the main room and was about to step into the study that he lowered his voice and said, "...I say, how do I get to Tokyo Jujutsu High School?"

"Of course they will entrust you to someone." Jiang Lai said calmly, "You will be among the bags they carry when they leave tomorrow."

I'm actually mixed up with the big and small bags?! Zenin Naoya subconsciously wanted to refute this, but then he caught the key point: "Wait, are there any of your people among them?"

In a flash, Zenoya seemed to realize something, and the Cursed Corpse Doll's eyes widened.

Could it be that the money-obsessed sheep——

This question could not be asked under the circumstances at the time, but there was no need to ask it, after all, the answer would be known the next day.

On the second day, Fuhuzhi and his men gathered at the meeting place as agreed, but instead of waiting for Zenin Naoya himself, they witnessed some not-so-small commotion.

Finally, a servant came to the group and informed them of the current situation.

——Basically, because Naoya Zenin suddenly fell ill and fell into a coma, the situation within the family seemed a little chaotic, but it returned to stability under the leadership of Mrs. Zenin.

But for now we still have to see you off; no outsiders are allowed here.

"Ah?" Hearing this, Nagizaki Norose had a strange expression on her face. She looked a little bit unbelievable. "Sudden illness?? This is not another trick. If you want to chase us away, just say so. Why do you need to use the excuse of sudden illness?"

"..." Fushiguro Megumi was silent for two seconds, then said, "It shouldn't be an excuse. If Naoya wanted to chase us away, he could have just said so directly. He wouldn't have used such an evasive excuse."

"Ah? So he's really sick?" Yuji Itadori scratched his head and said in a low voice, "Then what about our cursed tool?"

Although she didn't want to admit it, Fushiguro Megumi could only let out a sigh and said helplessly: "...There's nothing I can do."

Under the current circumstances, it is even more impossible for them to enter the master's study, so they can only give up for the time being.

The little sheep Jiang Lai stood by, blinking his eyes and looking at the servant who was carrying something from a distance: "Look! Someone is coming over there - are those things for us?"

Fuhuzhi and the others turned their attention. Nagisaki Norosemi looked at the items carried by the servants and said, "It shouldn't be... Wait! Is it really coming?!"

The leading servant handed over a few wooden boxes and said politely, "These are prepared for you by the mistress of the house. I'm really sorry for sending you away so suddenly. The mistress of the house said that you will be reimbursed for your travel expenses. In addition, these items are regarded as compensation for the termination of your transaction with Naoya. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"Ah... I don't mind." Kugizaki No Rose said generously, and took it. "But it's better to obey than to be respectful. We will accept the item!"

Megumi Fushiguro opened his mouth, but ultimately did not utter a word of refusal. He also took the wooden box - the moment he took it, his expression changed slightly, and then he quickly adjusted himself.

Several people left with the farewell gifts given by the Zen temple family.

After leaving the Zenin family residence, Fushiguro Megumi took a deep breath and stopped.

"What's wrong, Fushiguro?" Yuji Itadori noticed his classmate and turned around to ask.

As if to confirm something, Fushiguro Megumi pulled out one of the wooden boxes and placed the other cassettes on the ground. He stared at the box with his blue-green eyes, pursed his lips, and opened it——

In the wooden box, a small scissors-shaped spell tool lay quietly.

Yuji Itadori and Norose Kugizaki noticed the expression on Fushiguro Megumi's face. They were stunned for a second, and then made an accurate guess: "Could this be--"

"Yes." Fushiguro Megumi nodded deeply, his expression looking extremely complicated, "When I took the wooden box just now, I had a vague feeling. Now it seems that this is the cursed tool I received a thousand years ago."

"This is such a surprise!" Kugizaki Norose raised her eyebrows and came over in two steps. "I originally thought I couldn't get it, but I didn't expect that the lady from the Zen temple would treat it as an ordinary magic tool and give it to us students as a souvenir. What a coincidence."

"...Maybe it's not a coincidence." Fushiguro Megumi looked uneasy. Although he didn't know much about the Zenin family, he had a vague guess. "That lady might know what we are looking for. This behavior - should be a sign of a united front. It seems that the enemy is really difficult to deal with, even the Zenin family needs to do this."

Yuji Itadori and No Rose Kugizaki were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions became solemn.

On the side, Jiang Lai's eyebrows slightly curved, praising the sharpness and intelligence of the five students in his heart.

By the way, now the matter of the Zenin family has been settled. After returning, switch back to the original body and talk to Fushiguro Shijiru about the secret he wants to tell me.

Jiang Lai thought to himself.

Oh - but before that, he had to arrange a place for the Curse Corpse Naoya in the box to go to the Curse High School.

Otherwise, just throw it to Maki and Mayi. They may need a sandbag for training (?). The Cursed Corpse will not break as long as the core is not destroyed. It has a strong tolerance.

Jiang Lai touched his chin with one hand. When they were little, Zenin Naoya bullied the two little ones. Now that they have grown up, let them bully them back. What goes around, comes around.

As it happens, Zenin Naoya's character needs to be tempered, and physical tempering is also indispensable. Shitty people must endure hardships.

While Jiang Lai was feeling happy, the cursed corpse in the box, Zhiya, felt an inexplicable chill.

Zenin Naoya:? That's weird, the Cursed Corpse shouldn't have any sense of temperature.jpg