Generally speaking, very few

Noticing the problem raised by Kazehaya Toru, Geto Suguru hesitated for a long time and still did not call Gojo Satoru. He went to Kazehaya Toru's room alone that night.

They booked rooms not far from each other, and they could get there in just a few steps.

Xia Yujie knocked on the door, but when he heard no footsteps, the door suddenly opened by itself.

Feng Zaoche had turned up the air conditioner in the room to the highest setting, wrapped himself in a blanket with his back to the door, and when he saw him coming in, he leaned out and said, "Are you ready for something?"

"Now that you've said that, how can I not think about all the bad consequences?" Xia Yujie approached him, put one hand on his head, and directly pushed Feng Zaoche, who was wrapped in the quilt, back.

The room they booked was a twin bed room per person, for no other reason than because of its spaciousness.

At this time, on another bed beside them, there was a long object wrapped in white cloth. From the appearance, it was easy to associate it with the body of Riko Amauchi that was used as a disguise that day.

Xia Yujie had no idea how Feng Hayateru got that thing. He took a quick look at the condition of the corpse and found that it was no different from the appearance of a real person after death. At least he couldn't see it. It was so vivid that it was quite scary.

He didn't quite think it was the result of the ritual, but without a better reason to explain the origin of the corpse, he could only accept it for the time being.

Oh, and there's one more little detail.

At first, there was a very conspicuous bullet wound on the forehead of Tenuchi Riko's body. They thought it was nothing, but Feng Hayateru still insisted on "covering" the wound.

Countless details surged in my mind, finally converging into chaos.

Xia Youjie took a few steps towards that direction, but Feng Zaoche quickly grabbed his forearm.

"Okay, go ahead." He said seriously.

Xia Yujie looked down at his grabbed arm and thought that his action was unnecessary, but he still followed his wishes and tried to untie the white cloth.

As the face of the corpse gradually emerged from the white cloth, Feng Zaoche noticed that the other person's arm muscles unconsciously tensed up.

"This is indeed my technique, but it does not simply create a corpse, but simulates it in a parallel time and space..." Feng Zaoche deliberately made up a statement that would not affect their judgment, but at this moment he was a little unable to say it.

"My...dead face" Xia Yujie spoke slowly, as if he could not speak anymore.

"Yes, when I tried to trigger my ability, the default target I chose was the last person I had contact with, which happened to be you. It was after that day that I discovered that something was... not right about you. There are many things about you that deserve a closer look." Feng Hayateru finished this narration in as calm a tone as possible.

"I'm very anxious. I don't have any direction to investigate." The person who did it couldn't be more clear. He could only find out who intended to steal the body. Feng had completely closed his eyes. "I originally thought that there might be some clues of the curse master in this mission, but I didn't find any."

"What curser?"

The two of them were startled at the same time and looked towards the door. It was Gojo Satoru leaning against the door frame. "I saw you two acting mysteriously in the afternoon. I don't know what you were planning. And now in the middle of the night..."

The words he hadn't finished were cut off in his throat. As his gaze moved downward, he noticed the corpse lying on the bed with its eyes closed, and even... the aura of his own cursed energy.

"Toru." Gojo Satoru entered the room and closed the door behind him. "Please explain clearly. Your technique seems to give me new surprises every day."

At the end of the words, the tone of voice was already a little floating.

After explaining the whole story to Gojo Satoru that he had explained to Geto Suguru, he looked visibly dazed. After coming to his senses, he quickly walked to the bedside and further confirmed that the aura of cursed energy on the corpse did indeed come from him and could not be faked.

"But I can't think of any reason to take action against Jay, so the time for this reason must not have come yet, I..." Gojo Satoru couldn't continue speaking just like Feng Zaoche before.

Anyone who was suddenly told that "you will kill your best friend in the future" would be at a loss, and it would be a good thing if they didn't kick the guy out. If it weren't for the fact that Kazehato's technique had been tested many times and had a strong enough credibility, and if Geto's body was not lying there, Gojo Satoru would have wanted to directly deny the possibility that "he would kill Geto with his own hands."

"You didn't use any magic, otherwise Jay's body wouldn't be intact to this extent. The reason is very simple, Jay did something that you thought he couldn't do, and he also thought it was something that shouldn't be done." Feng Zaoche has already figured this out.

So, when the deadline came, Xia Yujie did not resist much, and Gojo Satoru left his body intact.

"This is generally a psychological problem, Jay, do you have any unspeakable psychological problems?" Gojo Satoru pressed his forehead with a headache, and suddenly turned his head to look at him.

"I'm having a headache just looking at you two." Xia Yujie stepped back in disgust, but his hand accidentally pressed the bed sheet, causing the body to be cut downwards. The wound finally made its presence felt in front of the main character with Feng Zaoche's "Don't..."

"Well, I admit that I wanted to talk about it later, but the atmosphere has reached this point, and it would be inappropriate not to talk about it." Feng Zaoche had already started to talk nonsense to the point where he didn't know what to say. He raised his hands in surrender, "When I was exploring the corpse of Jay in that world, I found something unusual..."

He described the abnormality in Geto's brain in great detail, fearing that he would miss any detail.

"There's nothing that matches for now." Gojo Satoru shook his head and put his hand on the forehead of Geto Suguru's corpse. He was about to open it and take a look, but suddenly he remembered that opening the skull directly in front of him might be a little too irritating to the owner, so he turned his head away.

"If you don't want to kill him, just do it cleanly. You can watch it as you like. I guess that guy has already seen it." Xia Yujie laughed at him, and then he focused on the fact that He Feng had gone astray. "So my brain... what about it?"

Such a speech was indeed a bit strange. He realized that something was wrong halfway through and wanted to change his words, but he couldn't find the right words, so he had to bite the bullet and finish it.

"It was empty when I brought it here, so there are two possibilities. One is that your uh...brain was thrown away by the curser, and the other is that the other party requisitioned your brain. No matter which possibility it is, your...brain is gone anyway." Feng Zaoche made an objective analysis with several interruptions.

"Thank you." Xia Yujie said politely.

"Then why did our classmate Getsu go down that path..." Feng Hayateru followed 920 and asked him questions for several days before he was able to roughly determine that the timeline of the corpse was within the next five years.

After sharing this information, he took out the notebook on the bedside table and started his impromptu PPT report.

"First of all, I wasn't there. I didn't suddenly intervene and turn our defense into offense. It was probably our classmate Geto who came into contact with the high-ranking officials of the Bandei Cult, not me. During this contact, perhaps something stimulated him, most likely the failure of the mission to protect the plasma body of the satellite." Kazehaya Toru looked at the two boys in front of him, "Do you remember the wound on Tenuchi's forehead? Later I checked it out, and it matches the bullet model in Fushiguro Shige's hand."

Ordinary people, without the protection of the reversal technique, would be killed for sure if they were hit in such a situation. There is nothing to say.

"How about bringing my body over here for a look?" Gojo Satoru suggested.

Feng Zaote admitted that he was a little speechless.

He once suspected that Kagome Kyo's life would be in danger in this mission. After all, the person he was escorting died, and the guard generally would not have a good ending. He also guessed that Gojo Satoru might have capsized in the underworld, so he asked 920 for Gojo Satoru's body.

But to no avail. The small system just stammered and said that there might be another chance in the future. Seeing that he was a little disappointed, he even added that it was really not worth thinking about.

[Host, if you really want to get it, it's not impossible. The time period is different from now. It has to be him ten years later. And it's not so complete. We usually prefer to sell complete ones in our mall...]

Feng Zaoche thanked it for its moral character and unilaterally blocked it for three minutes to prevent it from hearing anything more hellish.

"I can't get something that doesn't exist yet, so don't even think about it." This is what Feng Zaoche said in the end.

He could see that at first glance, the two of them looked like they had been through a lot. Even though they were hit once, they still looked calm and composed. Inside, they might be scrolling through the screen like crazy, especially Geto Suguru. If the 920 mall sold items that could express anger in numerical form, he would probably be completely overwhelmed by now.

This was a deep hatred of having one's body directly taken away and having one's brains dug out. Even a person with a gentle personality would not be able to be indifferent to such a thing, not to mention that Xia Youjie only looked like he didn't have a very bad temper.

In this regard, Geto's focus and hatred value developed strangely in a direction that Feng Zaoche had not expected.

Generally speaking, if a normal person suddenly makes an irreparable mistake that costs his life, it must be because something has provoked him. Due to the close timelines, Feng Zaoche suspected that the failure of the Star Plasma Body mission was a fuse. The attitude of the high-ranking officials of the Bandei Cult was also annoying enough. They were simply ordinary people's versions of the high-ranking officials of the Jujutsu Kai.

While he was still considering whether to test his opinion, Xia Youjie had obviously turned his attention to the curser who had physically stolen his house. If the other party stood in front of him, he would probably summon a hundred or eighty cursed spirits while smiling and scatter the other party's ashes.

Feng Zaoche was choked by the scene he imagined and coughed softly a few times.

Well, this is also good. After the anger is transferred, he will be in charge of the Panxing Cult...

Come to think of it, he almost forgot that he was actually a much older adult than these two guys.

Last time, Glass said that he was getting younger and younger the more he spent with Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. Now it seems that there is some truth to that.