The dust has settled
"Actually, I can explain..." Feng Hayateru didn't know whether to take the champagne in his hand or put it down. Finally, he coughed lightly and directed the two to find Gojo Satoru.
Master Gojo did have the financial resources, so it was no problem for him to host a party in a small area with not-so-luxurious expenses. Not long after, the scene was already brand new. The people who arrived one after another were of very high quality. Not only did they decorate the entire venue in an orderly manner, they also turned a blind eye to the abrupt and somewhat dazzling tombstone right in front of them.
The scene was indeed a bit absurd, but on the surface it was a funeral for Geto Suguru, but in reality... only the three of them knew about it, and for Gojo Satoru, there was no need to be dignified when giving a funeral to the thief who stole the corpse.
The more absurd the event was, the more it could help him to relieve the depression in his heart.
After waiting for a while, Fuzaitel received a call from the editor. After agreeing on serializing the next part of the plot, Ieiri Shoko and Geto Kagome also came, and they only said to the outside world that it was an exchange of "medical skills".
"Now that you're here, what do you think?" Feng Hayate greeted casually. As someone who was familiar with Geto's current identity, he looked at Ieiri Shoko and took him over.
"What can I feel? I just suddenly thought that I still have a chance to save myself, but the corpse is a real corpse..." After rounding it off, Geto Suguru did "die" once.
According to his personality, he is not the type to be sentimental, but he still has a sensitive side. When he talks about the facts behind the scenes, even though it didn't happen in front of him, he can't help but lower his voice.
"Don't think about it. It's more important to catch the thieves in this world first." This is something that cannot be rushed. Even if the funeral is held this time, it will still take a lot of "assistance" to catch the person.
More haste, less speed, but it's not good to keep Geto Suguru hiding in the dark forever, we have to keep increasing the stakes.
He didn't have much mall currency left, and the recent liquidation of the high-ranking officials of the Panxing Cult had officially come to an end. It was a good time for him to focus on his tasks, finish the mission, and continue the comic series.
We must catch that person within two years.
Feng Hayateru asked Gojo Satoru, and in his opinion, since this guy chose Geto Kagome, it was definitely not accidental. Firstly, he was a special-grade sorcerer and his spells were special enough, and secondly, there was a loophole in his state of mind, which provided an opportunity to exploit.
Judging from the current situation, the timing for these two conditions is not yet ripe. To put it in a more hellish way, Geto Suguru's death was not what the other party expected. Before his technique is further improved, the other party might even think that he died too early.
But the victim himself said something even more hellish - so many sorcerers die every year, and even if he died too early, he was the best choice among this group, so the sorcerer who wanted to steal his body had no choice at all.
"If I die, he might come to me even faster, and even get some money from the Gojo family." Gojo Satoru said with a smile.
In the end, both of them were punched by Feng Zaoche.
No matter what, it's good that the people are saved now. No matter whether they can still have their original intentions in the future, as long as they encounter a similar situation again, they will be more alert when they think of today's funeral. This is enough.
After everyone was gathered, the activity... no, the funeral, officially began. Everyone placed things in front of Geto's tombstone in a proper manner. The two first-year students were relatively well-behaved and even brought their own flowers.
His classmates and seniors were more wicked. Gojo Satoru and Fuzao Tetsu each placed a plate of barbecue in front of his tombstone, which was still steaming. Ieiri Naoko looked at them with a half-smile, and finally picked and took a bottle of soda and put it on the tombstone.
This was the only part of the whole process that felt more like a funeral. After that, it was just a mess. Some people ate barbecue, some chatted, and some played games. In short, by the end, even the two more stable first-year students had forgotten the purpose of their visit.
Feng Zaoche sighed bitterly, with a plate full of grilled skewers next to him. He was still too busy to spare any time, so he simply took out the notebook he brought with him and scribbled on the paper for a while. He didn't dare to draw seriously, just treated it as a draft.
Slowly he stopped, looked at the scene in front of him, and seemed to have a new inspiration. He began to add some things on the paper while looking up, so that he could add to it later when he returned.
"What are you doing?" Xia Yujie suddenly came over, "Wu just sent a signal, saying that the formation you requested has been set up."
"I'm making a 'record'." Having heard so many hellish words these days, he simply came up with this hellish idea - to paint this scene.
"It's good to have it arranged, but I'm still worried—" Feng Zaoche considered his words, "I'm still worried that it's not attractive enough."
"I died earlier than expected. In fact, I already hated him this time. When we made the plan, we didn't expect him to be hooked in just a few months. Don't worry, I will also keep an eye on the movements here. After all, this is my own business. You just take care..." Xia Yujie looked at the notebook in Feng Zaoche's hand.
Although the painting above has messy brushstrokes, it is quite lifelike and is not something that can be drawn by someone with no basic skills. Thinking of his previous guess, Xia Yujie had a vague idea in his mind, but it was not appropriate to talk about it now. The verification would have to wait until everything was over.
"Paint it well and show it to me later. I'll..." Xia Yujie paused, and just when Feng Zao thought he was going to say something shocking, he continued, "I'll frame it later and put it on the grave of the thief who stole my body."
"Okay, when I see what that person looks like, I can add a few more words to his description." Feng Zao Che happily agreed with Xia Yujie.
They have almost become a duo in the corner now - one cannot be seen in the light for the time being, and the other has an identity that cannot be seen in the light, but has several layers of cover-ups behind the scenes, like a nesting doll.
After Xia Youjie came, he had no intention of going back. Feng Zaoche simply ignored him and let him sit beside him casually, watching his classmates laughing in front of him.
"It's nice to make them happy like this." Xia Yujie said suddenly.
"Yeah," Feng Zaoche looked at the field and smiled, "Yeah, it's the best thing if people are well."
…
After the funeral, Geto's file was temporarily marked as "dead". He had no tasks to complete, so he teamed up with Takahashi Fumihiko and used the other's name as a sorcerer to complete his tasks. This action was commented by Gojo Satoru as he was too deeply infected by Fuu Hayateru and had contracted the corporate slave disease.
However, everyone knew that the loss of a top-level sorcerer meant that many tasks would have to be assigned to other sorcerers, and some low-level sorcerers would even have to take risks and perform tasks that were beyond their level.
Gao Yu Shiyan himself was sweating profusely. Even though Feng had a frank talk with him and explained the pros and cons of his technique to him in detail, this guy still didn't think his technique was that powerful.
As long as he accumulates enough experience, he actually has the potential to become a top-grade sorcerer. There is no limit to the number of top-grade sorcerers there can be, so of course the more the better.
Maybe as the number of missions he completed accumulated over the past half month, some people slowly began to realize that Feng Zaoche could just pick up a magician with excellent skills. No one knew whether it was intentional or unintentional.
But when he was doing the mission, he didn't have much power of his own. All these were accumulated bit by bit afterwards. Even if someone was interested, they would not find any problems.
There was probably only one thing that concerned him here—his title of first-class sorcerer had been issued. However, someone from above had recently mentioned to him the title of special-class sorcerer, Gao Yu Shiyan, and said that he had met the requirements.
Having a top-class martial artist assisting behind the scenes is extremely efficient. Although it is known that the title has more advantages than disadvantages, ordinary cursed spirits may not be able to do anything to Gao Yushi's technique - they have to put in a lot of effort just to understand it.
But Feng Zaoche still didn't dare to agree to it casually. After all, after accepting this title, as a top-level sorcerer, the missions he would get would probably be full of dangers.
If it were him, he would have gone for it. Feng Zaoche was so greedy for money in the mall that he wanted to rush in whenever he saw a special-grade cursed spirit. If he hadn't been busy with the serialization recently, he would probably have been competing with Geto Suguru for the job.
The first season of the anime officially aired.
He didn't have time to watch the update, so he would catch up on it later on his computer. With the popularity of the comics as a backup, he didn't have to worry about the data of the first broadcast. He enjoyed watching the characters he drew move, and knew it was about time to continue drawing the rest of the story.
Wangyue has passed many trials and greatly increased his strength. He also made many new friends along the way.
From the day he could see those things, he no longer knew any ordinary people. This was the result of his deliberate avoidance, but there are always surprises in life.
Among this group of new friends, there happens to be an ordinary person who can't see anything and has no ability to fight back.
Wangyue learned that he was an orphan and all his other relatives were killed by vengeful spirits. If the vengeful spirits had not been interested in children and he had been hidden very well, they would have killed him as well.
After listening to the description of this new friend, Mochizuki dug out the appearance of the vengeful spirit from his memory, but found that it was a long time ago and the other party had been defeated long ago, and was just one of the lowest-level monsters.
If the other party hadn't mentioned it, Mochizuki might not have even thought of the existence of such a vengeful spirit, saying that the experience pack was almost missing.
Under the trampling of the vengeful spirit, ordinary people are so helpless. Seeing that his friend had been somewhat relieved, he finally chose not to tell him the truth, but only euphemistically said that the power of purification was relatively strong during that period, and the vengeful spirit should have been eliminated.
After returning from his friend's house, he went to see his current teacher, the white hair that Fuzauteru had drawn a long time ago.
"A weak cleric is powerless when encountering a powerful vengeful spirit, let alone an ordinary person who can be bullied by any vengeful spirit." The teacher asked Mochizuki Chao as if he was used to it, "If it were you, would you rather watch the terrifying existence strangle you to death while awake, or would you rather die in a daze without knowing anything?"
"I always choose to be sober." Wang Yuechao replied.
The teacher praised: "It's a good reply, but... there are definitely people who would rather live in confusion, and there are also people who say that it's better to be sober, but in reality they can't accept the reality."
This is why the existence of vengeful spirits can never be made public. The subsequent series of impacts are simply too great to be estimated, and may even lead to the collapse of order. Moreover, the spiritual masters themselves are just ordinary people with power, and we cannot expect everyone to have noble morals.
The new plot ends here. Feng Zaoche specially added a vote at the end of the chapter, asking readers what choice they would make if they encountered this problem.
It has nothing to do with testing the bottom line, he is just curious.
In fact, drawing such a comic is already the limit of what can be tolerated from him. If he does something more extreme, it would be like crossing the line and he would be "punished".
He had used up all his saved manuscripts and had to start all over again. Fortunately, his record of serializing without interruption had made readers regard Feng Zaoche as the new hardworking star.
——This is an additional side job, otherwise he could actually be even crazier.
"Will you move this part of the work directly to your original world exactly as it is?" 920 asked him.
"No, I still need to change some of it. Some of the words here are not suitable for the original world. I will come and tell you when the time comes." Feng Zaoche had tasted some clues from its words. "Why, I am almost at the standard"
"Just now, there was a sudden large amount of money coming in. I was worried that there might be some bug, so I checked it out." 920 hesitated for a long time, "I found that the source was not right. It was from Geto."
Kazehatoru: ""
"I'm sure I haven't provoked him recently." He even carefully checked his memory and told 920 firmly.
In fact, let alone provoking him, the two of them have rarely even seen each other recently. This is all to avoid suspicion temporarily.
"He must have read your comics and guessed your identity from them."
Kazehaya Toru: "…I couldn't tell whether it was scarier to reveal my real identity in front of readers or to reveal my cartoonist identity in front of real classmates."
920 was silent for a long time before saying, "These two are equally terrifying."
"But I think what I draw should be normal serialized content. There is no deliberate creation, except for some details that allude to the world of curse, but it seems just ordinary." Feng Hayateru didn't quite understand why he could "make a lot of money."
"Your latest volume has been released. After buying it and reading the latest volume, Geto found that your inclination was not right. You know, it is easy for people in the industry to think wrongly after reading it. For example, they might think that you are planning to buy a big screen and then make all the secrets of the world of sorcery public." 920 quickly analyzed for him.
"Great, now I think I've been hit too. Have you made any money?" Feng Zaoche wiped his face, thinking that he had been blamed enough already, and it didn't matter if he had too much debt, as long as it wasn't the last straw that broke the camel's back.
"No." 920 said ruthlessly, "Don't worry about the currency issue for now. As long as you complete your tasks honestly every day, there will always be enough money. The host should first solve the problem that Xia Yujie is worried about your mental problems."
"...No, I think I was quite cheerful the last few times I met him." Feng Zaoche had never expected such an episode to happen.
As his contacts with Geto Suguru increased recently, Fuzaichou never expected to be able to keep his identity as a cartoonist a secret.
With Geto's intelligence, he guessed that it was only a matter of time, so it can be said that it was not surprising that Fuhayateru was exposed. However, it was somewhat expected that Geto chose to follow the serialization and even doubted Fuhayateru's mental state.
"Host, you know that judging from the average mental state of your sorcerers, many of you just go crazy when you are having fun." 920 replied.
This was indeed true in a sense. Feng had nothing to refute, so he simply decided not to refute it.
However, he did not plan to rush to Geto Xiayou to explain his identity - he would not take the initiative to tear off his identity and then assure him that nothing would happen to him. It would be better to wait until the truth was revealed. If Geto Xiayou was really worried, he would probably come to him and ask about the situation. He should better finish the task at hand first, otherwise many unexpected changes would occur.
It's good to have this consideration. He was originally worried that Xia Yujie would let the cat out of the bag one day and accidentally sell him out in front of Gojo Satoru. At least it's much safer now, Feng Zaochue thought with a bit of optimism.
He was still a long way from getting a certain item he was planning to exchange. If he had to do his tasks alone, he might have to wait almost two years for the results. Even though the item would not go away and the money was increasing, time would not wait for anyone.
This item has a certain magical aura attached to it, so it can of course be used in practice, and it can be used many times, so it is sold at such a high price.
After being processed by the system and in his hands, any magic will become a ritual. It can be said that anyone passing by who is a sorcerer will be unable to resist trying it out. This has nothing to do with the moral level of each person, it is simply curiosity caused by an occupational disease.
Xia Yujie had almost finished the task for Gao Yu Shiyan, and the Jujutsu Society was very happy that one sucker left and another one came, so there was no reason for them not to assign tasks to him diligently. Even the scheduling became very tense after testing him step by step.
In order to earn money for props, Feng Zaoche simply instigated Gojo Satoru and said that he was going to buy something good recently. He guaranteed that anyone would be tempted by it, even a cursed spirit.
Gojo Satoru knew that the man in front of him was a wealthy man, and if he didn't pay, he would have to contribute.
"Is it fun?" Gojo Satoru asked.
"It's fun. Actually, if you want, I can also make some copies of your techniques... Oh, by the way, field expansion." Feng Zaoche suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.
He himself was destined not to be able to learn this thing. No matter how capable the system was at converting its power into cursed energy, it was not there, and it would never be able to construct a domain.
Kazehaya Toru really couldn't imagine what kind of realm his technique could become - he couldn't just pull someone in and then loop the diary or composition that person wrote when they were in elementary school in his mind.
"Ha" Gojo Satoru didn't know why he suddenly mentioned the more advanced application of domain expansion. Generally speaking, most battles did not require the use of domain expansion.
He hasn't learned it yet, or he only has a vague idea in his mind, which is not clear yet. However, Gojo knows that it is only a matter of time before he can expand his learning field.
"Do me a favor and join our army of office workers during this period. Take as many of the tasks assigned to the sorcerers by the Jujutsu Association as possible. You won't have to compete with others for the third and fourth level positions." Feng Zaoche hooked his finger, "I'll give you a good lesson then."
He said it frivolously, but every time he made a promise like this, he would always keep it. Gojo Satoru knew that he probably had some trick up his sleeve, but if it was just a matter of completing the mission, he wouldn't mind it. The Jujutsu Society could have easily found him and Geto and exploited them.
Although the other party has now hidden in the dark, they still have to cover up and continue to be oppressed. There is no difference at all.
"Okay, I got it." Gojo Satoru responded cheerfully. For him, whose strength was still gradually improving, the time he spent on most missions combined was probably not as long as the time he spent on the road. This kind of calmness was not something others could easily learn.
…
After waiting for another month, Feng Zaoche finally got enough mall currency by madly squeezing his classmates.
Even without him telling them, the two junior students could guess that his actions were related to the person who stole Kagome Jie's body from the cemetery.
Feng Zaoche refused anyone's request to accompany him and drove to the grave of Geto Suguru alone. He placed the small jar he had exchanged for in front of the grave. It looked very inconspicuous, but only after being a sorcerer for so long could he feel such pure power from it.
This time was not as casual as the first time he held a party. Feng Zaoche bought a bouquet of flowers seriously, just thinking of himself as visiting Geto Xia Yu from another world.
"Please rest assured, I will help you catch the murderer, and the person who killed you will be punished." After Feng Zaoche finished comforting her, he got up and left.
Before leaving, he stopped as if he had thought of something and turned his head to look. The young man in the photo, with a peaceful and calm expression, was staring at him as usual, looking at him with a strange look.
This stay lasted only a few short breaths. After coming to his senses, Feng Zaoche turned around and left again, this time without looking back.
In order to prevent himself from delaying the transmission of intelligence due to being obsessed with drawing serials or other things, he divided the screen projection rights of the surveillance prop buried underground with Geto's body to Geto and Gojo Satoru, and asked them to remember to inform him if there was any movement. Currently, Gojo Satoru's work intensity has returned to normal, and he is still free. It can even be said that he is the most idle one among the three.
As long as he still has those eyes, he is naturally invincible.
Sure enough, good news came a few days later, saying that some unusual movements had been discovered and they were invited to go and see the situation together.
Some props can only be used normally after passing through Fuzaitel's hands, so they can only be kept in your hands and operated by yourself. I heard from Gojo Satoru that he also took out some props and looked at the surrounding situation one by one. Unfortunately, your memory of that day has become partially blurred.
——Oh, and there are paintings.
He suddenly realized what was going on and, not caring that he was wearing thin clothes, he immediately got out of bed to look for it.
He promised Kagome Jie and others that after they caught the real murderer, he would give him the painting after adding a few more strokes. Feng Zaoche had already finished the other parts and was just waiting for this last button to be buttoned.
After taking a clear picture of the scene in the painting with his mobile phone, Feng Zaoche asked the assistant supervisor to take him to the scene. When he arrived, the others had already arrived.
It's a fake tomb anyway, there's no need to preserve it. On the contrary, it would bring bad luck if you keep it.
Gojo Satoru had no intention of bringing people with relevant work to dig the grave, but instead was prepared to forcibly open the thing once everyone arrived.
No wonder they chose a place with few people around, it turned out that this was also planned in advance.
However, it is indeed difficult to bring ordinary people here, as they may easily become hostages, and some mysterious things cannot be displayed directly in front of them.
I don’t know if the two of them had the same idea, but Xia Yujie looked in his direction worriedly.
Feng Zaoche had a lot of grievances but couldn't say them in words. Anyway, everyone was here now, so he just had to finish the job first.
Gojo Satoru has made rapid progress during this period, and it is estimated that this can also be reflected in his control of strength. He seems to be more comfortable in this aspect. Under normal circumstances, he would never dare to undertake the task of violent demolition. His powerful demolition method directly raises even the dust.
They put a lot of random little things in the coffin, and Gojo Satoru probably controlled the force by sensing the cursed energy attached to them. In any case, it was just enough to make the entire coffin exposed.
In order to avoid causing any discomfort, Feng Hayateru signaled Xia Yujie not to go forward for the time being, and he went over to take a look. Knowing the rough condition of the body, he first looked at the brain, and sure enough, the stitches that had already existed became more obvious.
Feng Zaoche's heart sank. After preparing himself, he put more strength in his hands and opened the empty upper half of the head along the seam.
"Jie." After checking the situation, he used all his life's cultivation and qualities to make his voice sound as calm and objective as possible.
Gojo Satoru remained silent, and started with a technique, looking like he had the urge to raze this place to the ground.
Feng Zaoche shook his head at him.
"You have a brain." He finished the second half of the sentence coldly.
People nowadays have basically seen the structure of the brain in biology textbooks, and they never talk about the beauty or ugliness of an organ. After all, these organs only work under the skin, and unless they encounter some related accidents, they may never have a chance to show up in this lifetime.
Feng Zaoche felt a little nauseous when he saw the uneven surface full of grooves and ravines for the first time.
"Do you want to capture him alive and interrogate him clearly?" It turned out that the other party had even lost his human body. No wonder he was in a hurry to find his body and even plotted against Geto Suguru for the sake of his high-quality body.
Feng Zaoche had just finished asking when he overturned his own statement: "Forget it, there is no need. The longer the night, the more trouble there is. The best thing to do is to destroy it as soon as possible. He must be planning to find a body before doing anything else. Before he gets a body, everything else is just empty talk."
"But from the looks of it, this should indeed be a former curser who just lost his body by accident." Xia Yujie saw that he was a little unwell, so he walked over and patted his shoulder to comfort him.
"Jay, this guy is also plotting against me. I also want to take action, but do you want to do it yourself?" Gojo Satoru asked expressionlessly.
The previous expensive arrangements were not in vain. At least the other party is now in a coma and can only be treated at will. However, with hundreds of years of experience...even if he is conscious, it is estimated that nothing can be asked of him.
"Let me do it, you can finish off the opponent." Xia Yujie summoned his own cursed spirit.
Feng Zaoche gave the space to the two of them. He had no interest in watching executions, or rather, he would feel uncomfortable even watching executions.
He stepped back a little to avoid being affected by the technique.
Suddenly noticing that something was wrong with the surroundings, he took out his cell phone, compared it with the painting and found that the grass in one place had been flattened.
Someone...
Feng Zao Che sent a text message to the two who were probably distracted at the moment, and then he went out carefully and caught the people who were trying to hide their whereabouts. The other party did not resist much and was caught by him. Feng Zao Che took a closer look and found that it was actually an ordinary person.
"Who ordered you to monitor?" he said coldly.
"I, I, I..." That person knew that most sorcerers in the world of curse had some tricks up their sleeves, and because they were constantly on the brink of life and death, even those with the mildest tempers had a higher threshold for punishment than one would imagine.
He had come to help keep an eye on people because he was obsessed with money. Now that he was caught, he was in a state of panic and naturally confessed everything without missing a word.
Feng had been keeping a close eye on the Jujutsu Society. Not to mention that he was sure that the other party would not send anyone to follow him this time, even if they did, they would not send a fool like this.
I didn't expect that the people behind this, who were outsourced at all levels, could actually be related to Kong Shiyu.
"..." Feng Zaochue was speechless.
Maybe the other side really has no more people available, so they have to find these minions to do the job.
"I've said it before, outsourcing is deadly. Why hasn't your boss learned his lesson? He always looks for a bunch of good-for-nothings." He picked the man up and tied him up with a rope nearby.
This guy is the manager of this cemetery, and being able to buy him off is like taking the idiom "surveillance by thieves" to the extreme.
Fortunately, he was timid and didn't dare to dig the grave directly. Even if he dug it, it wouldn't matter, because the props underneath would give Feng Zaoche hints. The problem was that it would be troublesome to rearrange it.
Kong Shiyu is a smart man, it is impossible for him not to see the drawbacks behind this. If they had not taken precautions in advance, perhaps they could really succeed here, but the problem is that they cannot succeed now - if the subordinates do not do their job well, no matter how wonderful the plan launched before is, the impression left on the boss will always be not a good one.
Feng Zaoche thought that Kong Shiyu was probably not so loyal to the curser, and it was more likely that both parties were just taking what they needed.
He failed the first time, and he failed the second time. No matter whether he thinks he is trying his best or not, his credibility is going to be badly damaged.
——Oh, he forgot that there was no need to worry about this, after all, the boss was dead.
Feng Hayateru happily took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Fushiguro Shier. These two people have known each other for so long, the other must have Kong Shiyu's contact information.
Kong Shiyu must know something. With the information in his hands, he might be able to dig out his identity smoothly without the curser even asking. Once he finds out who is cheating them, he can take revenge and that will be the end of it.
No matter how fast the villains refresh, they can't be as fast as this. As long as he gets rid of this guy and his tail, he can concentrate on reorganizing the internal affairs of the Jujutsu Society.
Fushiguro Shigekiru is well-known. He made a comeback after retiring for many years. The people in the Jujutsu Society were not surprised by the fact that he killed a top-grade sorcerer. They just pretended to issue a wanted notice, and he continued to live a carefree life.
As long as he didn't continue to do anything unnecessary, Feng would never touch him, and even thought that his trait of working for money could be used occasionally.
Just like now, he offered money in exchange for Kong Shigure's contact information, and Fushiguro Shige gave him a question mark.
Feng Zaoche was not in a hurry. He just said, "If you give it to him now, I guarantee that nothing will happen to him. If you don't give it to him, he might be in trouble when I find him."
I've done a few honest deals before, maybe Fushiguro is even better. I also know how much he is serious and how much he is joking. After a moment of silence, he sent Kong Shiyu's contact information and said that he had already greeted Kong Shiyu.
Feng had already transferred the money as if it was nothing.
He can't run away anyway.
Familiar footsteps were heard behind me. It was Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. The expressions on their faces were not relaxed, but they were much better than a few days ago.
"It's over" Feng had already glanced past.
"It's over." Gojo Satoru nodded.
In fact, considering the time he was delayed outside, it took so long for these two people to attack together, and the opponent only had a brain left, which shows that their strength is also very impressive, not to mention that there are a lot of formations and props to assist.
Feng Zaoche was always at ease when the two of them were doing things, and there was no need to worry about things like killing a living creature.
After he got himself out, he simply recounted what happened: "He just walked to that position and looked at us from a distance. Legally, it does not constitute a crime."
But this person will definitely lose his job, and coupled with the shock just now, it can be considered a minor punishment.
The three of them looked at each other and roughly agreed with each other's decision.
"By the way, we have to come up with an excuse for your 'resurrection'." Kazehayato looked at Geto Suguru, "How about giving you something cooler?"
"I have no plans to 'resurrect' for now. With my current identity, there are fewer people watching me, which is actually quite convenient. I can still complete the tasks of the special sorcerer through Gao Yu. For me, there is no difference from usual - and I don't have to take cultural classes." a good rest."
"No, there are still many things to do." Feng Zaoche took out a notebook from the system backpack - in fact, he reached into his pocket, "The decoration of the new school still needs to be followed up. How to educate the children and how to go about the process. I do have a way to solve the problem of student recruitment. This can be done by the people in the Summoning Jutsu Association..."
It took him five or six minutes to finish reading all the items written in the notebook, and none of them were easy to accomplish.
Summer Oil Jie, Gojo Satoru: "..."
The two of them took a half step back together.
"Ah, I haven't said anything yet, why are you retreating?" Feng Zaoche raised his head in confusion. Seeing that they looked like they were about to run away, he tentatively said, "This is only a short-term matter. I won't worry about the long-term consequences for now."
"Okay." Seeing their expressions, Feng Zaochue closed the notebook.
"Host, haven't you already finished reading the short-term and long-term plans?" 920 couldn't help but ask.
"This is called the art of speaking." Feng Zaoche did not explain where the art was, "Scare them."
He still holds a grudge - for what happened earlier.
He didn't need to negotiate with Kong Shiyu. For a newcomer who had just entered the world of sorcery, it was difficult for him to find out the identity of a sorcerer who had lived for hundreds of years. Feng Zao cleanly gave the contact information to Gojo Satoru and chose to go back to school.
Geto said he would stay there for a week. He explained the situation in detail in the form of text messages. In short, as for his own body, he and Gojo Satoru took the trouble to bury the dug coffin again.
Tombstones are also readily available.
As for the real corpse inside, they left it there, waiting for Gojo Satoru to send someone to take it away for special treatment and bury it properly again.
This time it was done as strictly and formally as possible.
There is no need to explain why Gojo Satoru suddenly changed his mind. Just think of it as he finally thinking things through after his best friend's death.
That's fine.
Feng Zaoche actually thought about transporting the body back to its original world, but he would not be there to back it up, and he was not sure if the body would be coveted and destroyed again if sent back.
Based on his understanding of Geto, he believed that this guy would rather go to another world than have someone use his body to commit murder, arson, or other unforgivable evil deeds.
There are some regrets caused by the final death, which can never be compensated in eternity, but fortunately, there is still some time to make up for it.
He went to fetch the letter that was lying on the table.
This is from Amanouchi Riko.
It says about her current situation. Since the Star Magma Body mission ended, Tenuchi Riko has settled down smoothly in the new school with Miss Kuroi, made new friends, and successfully caught up with her academic progress.
Finally, she passed the exam and was admitted to the high school she wanted, and also got the university and major of her dreams.
Although ideas are just ideas and there is still a certain distance between them and whether they can be successfully implemented, as long as you think about it, it means unlimited hope for the future.
Every time Kazehaya Toru received a letter from Amanouchi Riko, he would take the time to write a reply and inform her of some of the recent events in the world of sorcery.
After experiencing that life and death, she no longer minded hearing about these dangerous things, but she was often worried about them. She liked to express her concern in letters about whether everyone in the School of Curse was safe.
Compared to the last impression of Tenuchi Riko, she is much more mature.
Everything is developing steadily and in a positive direction.
He held the pen for a long time, but still did not tell this thrilling story. Instead, he mentioned another thing - he said that they rescued two girls from the village who were imprisoned in a small house by the villagers because of their talent in spells. Now after a period of recovery, the two girls can speak normally and are gradually starting to re-learn spells systematically. They will definitely become reliable spellcasters in the future.
The address of the new school is not far from Tenuchi Riko School, so I can come over and visit when I have time in the future.
Put pen to paper and seal the letter.
Then the readers' letters will be processed.
Because it is a question of choosing one from two, most readers are clearly divided into two camps.
Most people would rather die in a sober state than live in a confused state.
There are also a small number of people who acknowledge the weak side of their character, and say that even if they have the courage to say in front of others that they want to live soberly, when the time comes, they may not choose to open their eyes and see what the monster looks like.
There were also some secret readers who had already seen the "monster" and asked him if he was hinting at something again. They gave him some assurances in an exciting way, saying that they had already seen the monster and would definitely not be afraid, which made Feng Zaochue laugh and cry.
However, the audience of his comics are mostly passionate and energetic young people, so it is only to be expected that he would get such a response.
He picked out a few special letters and replied to them one by one. Only after finishing these tasks did he feel that the dust had settled temporarily.
In any case, the pace of walking too fast has finally reached the point where it is time to take a break.
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