Chapter 25: Young Five

The words “I am a god” made the originally cold and cruel face of young Gojo Satoru collapse for a moment.

Jiang Lai had the rare opportunity to appreciate the speechless expression of young Gojo Satoru, and for a moment he wanted to take out his phone to take a picture.

Unfortunately, the opponent adjusted his posture immediately afterwards, and glared at him with his beautiful and powerful six eyes.

Being stared at by the child in front of him, Jiang Lai did not feel guilty at all. He smiled and said lightly:

"To be able to descend upon this shrine in a peaceful and calm manner without disturbing anyone... what else could it be but a god?"

"They say that those who ask for money are liars, because gods don't need money from the human world - and you see, I'm not saving money here," he said in a very natural tone, with a slight smile on his face, "I'm acting so low-key, I'm like a god coming down to earth to inspect the human world."

Listening to Jiang Lai's words, the white-haired child in front of him raised his eyebrows to the sky. His cat-like blue eyes blinked from time to time, and he didn't say anything, but his face was full of "Let's see how you can make it up".

Jiang Lai: It's really hard to fool kids nowadays.jpg

But of course, the most important thing is that he could feel the silence of the power behind the world's will just now - it seems that the gods coming down to earth is indeed beyond the limit... Or maybe it's because the cumulative conditions at this time are not enough?

Jiang Lai restrained his expression and said with his hands up, "It was just a joke. After all, when we first discussed it, we didn't say that the answer must be truthful. We just agreed that it should be a question and an answer, okay?"

"..." The white-haired child stared silently at the person in front of him with his six eyes.

Facing the condemning gazes from the children, Jiang Lai finally coughed: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I'll tell you the truth."

——It doesn’t matter. If the gods can’t do it, I can continue to try the others one by one. I will eventually be able to find the hidden bottom line. He thought to himself.

Jiang Lai smiled and said, "I am a ghost messenger from the underworld wandering between life and death."

Young Gojo Satoru: “.”

The air is quiet for a second.

Jiang Lai smiled and changed his name: "I am the healing elf of warm life."

Young Gojo Satoru: “.”

The air is quiet for two seconds.

Before Jiang Lai could say the next sentence, the white-haired child in front of him raised his blue eyes and said expressionlessly: "Why don't you say you are a monster?"

"Oh, congratulations on seeing through my identity," Jiang Lai clapped his hands symbolically and said, "A thousand-year-old demon is haunting here."

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and the young Gojo Satoru froze in place. His silence had accumulated to a certain point and turned into annoyance. He scanned with his six eyes and made a gesture as if he was going to turn around and leave.

It was at this moment that the voice came along with the wind, steadily:

"—I am a [being]."

Young Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped walking, turned around again, and looked at the figure standing not far away.

The young man with black hair and brown eyes was wearing a navy blue suit with no markings on his clothes. The necklace around his neck was hidden between his clothes, and the locust wood pendant tied with a red rope at his waist swayed gently in the breeze.

His eyes and eyebrows were bright, and there was always a faint smile on his face.

In the six-eye vision, a light different from the hazy clouds flows in the other party's heart.

Young Gojo Satoru's eyelashes fluttered, and he tilted his head slightly: "[Existence]?"

Jiang Lai nodded without saying anything more. This is a truth that cannot be wrong no matter what - people are [existence], cursed spirits are [existence], that unknown clock is [existence], and all other identities are [existence] in the final analysis.

Jiang Lai did not want to restrict himself to humans, so he chose this broader description. In this way, he can continue to add settings to himself relatively freely.

The young Gojo Satoru glanced at him with his azure eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just paused for a moment and asked, "Are you the [existence] here?"

"I wasn't born here, but I did appear here." Jiang Lai's eyes flickered and he smiled, "For more details, I'm sorry, I can't tell you directly."

He used the art of language to successfully transform facts into the form of scientific riddles, which was in line with the atmosphere of the time.

Young Gojo Satoru stared at Jiang Lai with his glass-like eyes. After a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and said, "I know. I won't play this quiz game anymore."

Jiang Lai: I lost interest in the question-and-answer session so quickly - fortunately, I have basically collected all the information I wanted to gather.

However, after the white-haired child in front of him said that, he did not turn around and leave. He still tilted his delicate little face, his eyelashes fluttering, with no expression.

Jiang Lai's expression remained unchanged, but he slightly raised his eyebrows and thoughts raced through his mind.

It seems that although the young Rokugan has lost interest in exploring his own identity, he is still curious about his sudden appearance.

Perhaps it was because the other people in the family treated him as if he were a god, and outsiders were mostly greedy cursers who came for the bounty, so they couldn't communicate normally, and were basically killed by him in seconds.

They were either servants or trash, and everything was very boring to Youwu.

The appearance of this unknown existence - his strength is uncertain (the six eyes cannot see through him), and his attitude is very peaceful (at least we can communicate with him), makes him a different person from the people around him.

Gojo Satoru is a very casual person. If he suddenly becomes interested in something or someone, he will follow his own ideas until he doesn't want to play anymore.

At this moment, it was obvious that he still had great interest in the existence in front of him, but as a cool kid in his childhood, he never showed his emotions on the surface.

The white-haired child just stood there calmly, his eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Jiang Lai looked at the young Gojo Satoru in front of him, paused, and took the initiative to speak after careful consideration: "Maybe... besides the quiz game, is there anything else you want to play?"

Young Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and said nonchalantly, "Whatever."

"Whatever" is the most difficult response in the world. Jiang Lai complained silently in his heart, and at the same time thought, "What game should I play? If there are only two of us, and in such an environment, it seems that there is nothing fun."

We can't play hide-and-seek, singing, dancing, or anything like that at Gojoya Shrine, right? That doesn't seem very polite.

Jiang Lai's eyes passed over the phone in his hand, and an idea suddenly occurred to him. With a slight smile on his lips, he suggested:

"The scenario is limited, so there's not a lot of fun stuff - but maybe I can tell you a lot of stories?"

In a large family like the Gojo family, which is one of the three great families, the six-eyed people were given serious and boring lectures on formal theories day after day when they were young.

Perhaps when the young Gojo Satoru left his servants behind and went out for a walk, he would pick up a few books from the shops he passed by when he had nothing to do, but the number was limited.

The words contain thousands of mountains and rivers and all kinds of wonders, crossing time and space to touch people's souls. Although Jiang Lai did not remember many stories completely, he did have a mobile phone.

At this time, mobile phones can access the websites of Sanci and the World of Science, so naturally one can search for various stories for young Gojo Satoru to read. There are all kinds of stories, so there is no need to worry at all!

Hearing Jiang Lai's suggestion, Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows slightly: "Tell a story?" His cat-like eyes blinked lazily.

"Yeah, what do you want to listen to? I have everything." Jiang Lai shook his phone - he knew that in the other person's eyes it was a book, "Personalized for you."

Young Gojo Satoru looked up at the object in the black-haired young man's hand. It was an old-fashioned little book without any title. His cold voice was mixed with a bit of doubt: "How many stories can such a small book contain?"

"It's different from what you imagined." Jiang Lai raised the corners of his lips and smiled lightly. He didn't describe it in detail.

——The appropriate disclosure and concealment of information can create a mysterious image more cleverly.

Jiang Lai walked forward steadily. When he passed by the young Gojo Satoru, he stretched out his hand to the side and said, "Come on, let's go out, sit on the steps, and listen to stories while enjoying the breeze."

Young Gojo Satoru's gaze followed Jiang Lai. His eyes flashed, and he lowered his sleeves. In the end, he did not grab the hand that Jiang Lai extended.

The black-haired young man didn't seem to care about it. He naturally withdrew his hand and continued to move forward: "The weather is good today."

Young Gojo Satoru looked outside the shrine - the strong wind had subsided, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees. The clouds that had just blocked the sun had long since dispersed, and the bright sunlight was equally scattered in every corner of the earth.

The man with black hair and brown eyes stood near the door, the shimmering light flowing on his navy blue clothes. He turned his head, waited for a moment, and then smiled and said, "What's wrong? Or do you want to be inside the shrine?"

"..." Young Gojo Satoru shook his head and raised his blue eyes, "I like being outside." He followed closely.

——

The steps outside the main hall of the shrine were very clean, with only a few scattered leaves that had been blown down by the strong wind not long ago. Jiang Lai swept the fallen leaves from above, straightened his clothes, sat down steadily, and called the white-haired child to come over.

Young Gojo Satoru witnessed Jiang Lai's remote control just now, his eyebrows raised slightly, he held his hands and sat beside Jiang Lai.

Because Youwu didn't say what type of stories he liked, Jiang Lai picked a short or medium-length novel that was relatively famous in the world of science and began to narrate it slowly.

The rationalization of the mobile phone itself in the past period was very well concealed, and the virtual book can even have the visual and tactile feeling of turning pages.

The forest breeze brushed across his cheeks, lifting the strands of hair beside his ears. Gojo Satoru held his chin with one hand, listening to the clear voices of the people around him, his eyes scanning the ancient book in Jiang Lai's hand.

As the wind blew, the pages of the book turned, and blank sheets of paper appeared before his eyes. Although there was nothing on them, the black-haired young man was concentrating on reading aloud.

Young Gojo Satoru stared at it for a long time with his six eyes, but could not find anything special about it. He simply stopped staring at the unknown ancient book and turned to look at the black-haired young man who called himself "a certain existence".

The cloud is still lingering there, only the light in my heart is flowing slowly, forming a circle, round and round.

...What is that? His blue eyes blinked slowly.

Amid the swaying shadows of the trees, Jiang Lai read the entire article in one breath and gave himself a full score for his aloud reading.

He restrained his expression, turned to the person beside him, and smiled, "Do you like this kind of story? Or would you like another one?"

Young Gojo Satoru didn't show any special expression. He still maintained his original posture and nodded reservedly: "Yes." He said, "Next time, let's do this type and the other one you mentioned."

Jiang Lai: Didn’t we say that only children make the choice? Kindergarten students have grown up and want both!

Of course, these were just internal complaints. Jiang Lai was determined to be more dignified than the young Gojo Satoru. So he also nodded slightly and smiled gently, expressing a kind of promise.

Young Gojo Satoru looked into the distance, then turned his gaze back and said in a calm voice: "...Are you here because of the tribute here?"

Huh? Jiang Lai twitched his lips slightly, but then he inevitably thought of the normal needs of human beings, such as finding a place to eat, sleep, etc.

The Feather Necklace currently cannot adjust the transparency, and cannot be solved by transforming into a cursed spirit.

Is this another possible setting? Jiang Lai's eyes were focused, and his thoughts were surging.

If possible... we must seize the opportunity and solve this problem.

If it really doesn't work, then we'll talk about it later, Jiang Lai thought. Anyway, the barrier can't hold me back - I'll just put on a show first.

In response to Gojo Satoru's question, the black-haired young man raised his eyes, held his own shadow book's phone in one hand, and smiled faintly:

"…As I said before, I am a certain [being]. These are my desires, but not my needs."

His warm brown eyes were full of light, and when he tilted his head slightly, particles of light slid down his hair to one side and sprinkled on the gray brick steps.

The young Gojo Satoru stared at him indifferently with his blue eyes, but Jiang Lai maintained his smiling expression.

Heaven and earth, light and shadow intersected and flowed, and it was at this moment that Jiang Lai Minrui noticed some changes in his body.

——After the word "existence" was spoken, there was no obvious external change, but the light body seemed to no longer have normal human physiological needs such as eating and sleeping.

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Although I am not clear about what kind of [existence] I actually have, of course, in this situation, it is most convenient to no longer have human needs.

This is probably a kind of consideration after the sudden release of world consciousness. Jiang Lai thought to himself with a joke. He still has some conscience and knows how to solve the troubles in details.

The wind blew through the treetops, and the clear sound echoed in the sky. It was accompanied by the voice of someone far away.

Young Gojo Satoru immediately turned his head and frowned slightly, saying in a cold voice: "...He's here."

Someone from the Gojo family? Jiang Lai guessed the answer. He probably looked for them but couldn't find them, so he guessed that they came to the shrine to enjoy the peace and quiet.

Jiang Lai originally thought that young Gojo Satoru would sit here so indifferently until the servants came - he was still wondering whether he should escape in advance to avoid unnecessary trouble.

However, what he didn't expect was that the white-haired child actually stood up on his own initiative and looked like he was going down the mountain.

When Jiang Lai was slightly stunned, the young Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly, glanced at him with his crystal-clear blue eyes, and said, "See you next time - Uncle."

Uncle? Jiang Lairu was struck by lightning and was stunned for a moment.

I am young, handsome and in my prime!! How can I be called an uncle when I am a man in my twenties!!

Young Gojo Satoru said lazily, "Didn't you say before that you are both a god and a thousand-year-old demon?"

Obviously, this was Youwu's "little counterattack" against Jiang Lai's teasing words.

The white-haired child's eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of his lips were raised in an unnoticeable arc, like the brief melting of ice and snow on the mountains, and the bright spring breeze blowing across the rugged peaks.

This shallow smile then disappeared like a flash in the pan, and the young Gojo Satoru quickly collected his expression and turned back into the cold and cool boy he once was.

But this smile, which lasted only a moment, also allowed Jiang Lai to feel the other party's true emotions. Peeling off the outer shell of the Son of God, he could still find the emotions that a child of this age should have inside.

The distant sound gradually came closer. The white-haired child regained his calm and indifferent expression and stood up to leave.

"Tomorrow," asked the young Gojo Satoru, "will you still be here?"

Jiang Lai blinked. He actually didn't know how long he could stay here. After all, this past chapter couldn't go all the way from elementary school to adulthood. There would probably be some time jumps.

What if I only have contact with Youwu today and I'll be gone tomorrow? If I make a promise easily but can't keep it...

For a moment, the only sounds outside the shrine were the faint sounds of wind and human voices.

After calming down, Jiang Lai finally said, "If I'm not here... then we'll just have to wait for the next turn to see each other."

Facts have proved that Jiang Lai's guess was correct.