Chapter 71
Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru were suddenly hit by the iron hammer of justice and were a little dazed. They were in the joy of subduing a quasi-first-level cursed spirit and were distracted for a moment. They didn't notice someone suddenly approaching. That person was also very powerful, which led to them both being "ambushed".
Yega Zhengdao gnashed his teeth and roared at the two of them: "Where is the [tent]!? You two little bastards won't even put the [tent] away when you exorcise the cursed spirits——?!"
Xia Youjie couldn't help but shrink back, not because he felt guilty, but because he felt that if he didn't retreat, he might be splashed by the flying saliva. He was still a little confused. What was going on with this uncle who suddenly appeared? Why did he suddenly beat them up? And he also yelled some strange words at them.
After a thrilling battle, Geto Xiayou didn't recognize for a moment that the uncle in front of him was the man he had ambushed with Gojo Satoru not long ago.
Xiayou Jie rubbed the bump on his head in confusion. Just now, he was hit on the head by Gojo Satoru, and now he was hit on the head again by the uncle who suddenly appeared. Why do people nowadays always like to hit people on the head when they hit them...
Then Geto Xiayou's gaze fell on the big bump on the back of Yega Masamichi's head that had not yet subsided. He was stunned for a second and immediately remembered who this uncle was. Wasn't he the future teacher their mother had mentioned?
Xia Youjie was really feeling a little guilty now. He opened his mouth and was about to call out to the teacher: "Ye..."
"Huh?" Gojo Satoru looked unhappy. From his expression, it seemed that he wanted to fight with Yega Masamichi. It was unknown whether he was stunned by the beating or was deliberately provoking him. After Gojo Satoru recognized Yega Masamichi as the uncle who was knocked unconscious by him just now, he directly said, "Uncle, you are not dead?"
“Bang!”
“Ouch——!”
Another righteous iron fist landed on Gojo Satoru's head. Gojo Satoru wanted to defend himself with all his might, but he was a step too slow.
"Hiss..." He took a breath and was punched again. Gojo Satoru squatted on the ground. Now he had a bump on the left and right side of his head. If he was hit harder, Gojo Satoru could just go cosplay as Mickey Mouse.
He looked at Ye Mo Zheng Dao viciously and said unyieldingly, "You! If I hadn't just fought a quasi-level cursed spirit and was a little tired now, do you think you could beat me?"
The consequence of his arrogance was that he was hit again... This time he didn't get hit. Gojo Satoru used an unlimited technique, and Ye Mo Zhengdao was suspended two or three centimeters above his forehead, moving slowly forward at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.
"Hahaha, that's it?" Gojo Satoru smiled smugly. If there weren't two big bumps on his head, you wouldn't be able to tell that he had just been beaten.
"Satoru..." Geto said softly, wanting to persuade him to be more restrained, but he thought that Gojo Satoru's personality was not one that would listen to advice.
Xia Yujie touched his pocket. He had put some snacks in his pocket and had already fed them to Gojo Satoru. Now, there was only food in his backpack, but...
Xia Youjie turned his head to look at his backpack which was full of Curse Jade. It was not practical to look for the snacks buried under the Curse Jade. He silently zipped up his backpack to prevent Ye Mo Zhengdao from discovering the strange things in his backpack.
Xia Yujie muttered to himself that next time he would definitely put some snacks on the sides and front of his backpack.
Geto Suguru's little trick did not attract the attention of Yaga Masamichi. Of course, this was mainly due to Gojo Satoru. He was so arrogant that he even flew directly. Now Yaga Masamichi had to tilt his head back to see him.
Gojo Satoru looked calm and complacent, with a look on his face that seemed to say "You can handle me."
Yega Masamichi clenched his fists and determined who Gojo Satoru was based on his distinctive white hair and pale blue eyes: "You are the... that... Gojo Satoru from the Gojo family, right?"
Geto Suguru raised his hand and wanted to explain to cover for Gojo Satoru, but the runaway cat Satoru had no self-awareness and admitted it directly and carelessly.
Gojo Satoru nodded proudly, pointed his thumb at himself and said, "Yes, I am the son of God of the Gojo family - Lord Gojo Satoru!"
"I see," Ye Mo Zheng Dao nodded, took out his cell phone and prepared to dial, "I'll ask someone to find out the contact information of the Gojo family..."
Gojo Satoru was shocked and rushed over to grab the phone. After several rounds, he still couldn't snatch the phone from Ye Mo Zhengdao. If he couldn't fly with the unlimited technique, he would have to jump up and down to grab the phone. This is the gap between a cub and an adult.
Gojo Satoru was swearing as he snatched the item: "You stinky uncle! You're already a grown man, but you're still acting like a little brat and complaining!"
Ye Moth Zhengdao said seriously: "It seems that you really need some discipline from your family."
"Those old guys can't control me?" Gojo Satoru sped up, but he couldn't get the phone. However, he also stopped Ye Mo Zhengdao from continuing to dial. Gojo Satoru glared at Xia Yujie who was watching nearby and shouted, "Jie, come and support us, let's take him down together!"
"Oh?" Ye Moth Masamichi looked at the seemingly well-behaved Geto Xia Yu, "Speaking of which, I was attacked and fainted just now. Do you know what happened?"
Yege Zhengdao was already skeptical about Baichuanmu's words. Looking at her reaction, he guessed that she had made it up on the spot, and this was a good time to test whether the confessions of both sides were the same.
Gojo Satoru did not say anything. No matter how arrogant he was, he would not admit at this moment that it was he who knocked out Yega Masamichi. If it was Gojo Satoru in his prime, he might have provoked him a few more times, but now he was already a little tired and at a disadvantage. If he admitted it now, he would probably be hit by another iron fist of justice.
Xia Youjie and Baichuanmu are indeed mother and son. After a brief thought, Xia Youjie said calmly: "Teacher Yege, you were attacked by the cursed spirit while you were putting up the [tent]. We just arrived and rescued you... As for the [tent] problem, it was a misunderstanding. We thought you had already put up the [tent], so we didn't pay attention to it..."
Xia Youjie lowered his head a little aggrieved as he spoke, making full use of the advantage of being a cub.
Yega Zhengmichi actually felt a little guilty. After all, he had just beaten up two elementary school students. However, when he turned his head and looked at the arrogant Gojo Satoru, he felt that it was not unworthy to beat up this kid from the Gojo family. He deserved it!
When the testimonies from both sides matched, Ye Mo Zheng Dao finally believed this statement completely. After all, they were not curse masters, so it was impossible for them to attack him for no reason, right?
"Is... that so?" Even so, Yega Zhengdao's voice was slightly hesitant, and he always felt that something was not right.
Gojo Satoru snorted and stopped trying to grab the phone. He flew to stand next to Geto Xiayou and raised his head and asked, "What else?"
That self-righteous attitude was as if the one who just knocked Ye Moth unconscious was really a passing cursed spirit.
Xia Youjie, who lowered his head and pretended to be aggrieved, almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He could only cough a few times awkwardly and suppress the curve of his mouth: "Ahem... That's right, sorry..."
But it was not well concealed. Xia Youjie's eyes were narrowed and curved. Ye Mo Zhengdao could catch the smile from his eyes. This guy looked very similar to the one who splashed water on his face. Are they mother and son? That person looked very cunning, and this little one might not be that simple.
Thinking about it this way, Ye Mo Zheng Dao finally understood where the incongruity lay. How could the arrogant boy from the Gojo family play with a well-behaved child? This little guy with black hair and purple eyes was like a black-bellied fox, and the one next to him was like a spoiled cat with its fur standing on end.
"Isn't it easy to tell whether there is a [tent] or not?" Ye Mo Zhengdao raised another question, "Didn't the adult who brought you two here, Bai Chuanmu, remind you to put up the [tent]? And why did she let elementary school students exorcise a second-level cursed spirit?!"
Gojo Satoru raised his hand lazily and said, "Uncle, to be precise, it's a quasi-first-level curse spirit, a second-level curse spirit or something like that. Jie and I can deal with it easily, so there won't be such a big commotion!"
Yega Zhengdao felt his fists itching again, thinking that even the son of God of the Gojo family was too ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth.
Seeing that something was not right, Xia Yujie quickly intervened and pointed at Gojo Satoru and said, "He is not an elementary school student. Satoru has never been to school."
Gojo Satoru:?
Ye Mo Zheng Dao: ...?
Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow, confused and bewildered: "Huh?"
Yega Masamichi's anger paused because of Geto Suguru's words. He was originally thinking that the son of God of the Gojo family was too arrogant, but now the child of the Gojo family is uneducated and illiterate... Wait, Hashidou Madai, no matter how traditional the Gojo family is, they will hire a teacher for their children, right?
However, when Ye Mo Zheng Dao looked at Gojo Satoru who called himself "Laozi" from time to time, he couldn't help but question the education problem in the Gojo family. This child seemed to have grown up in a wild way.
That was something Yega Masamichi didn't know, but Gojo Satoru is considered good now. At least he still refers to himself as "I" sometimes, instead of always being rude and arrogant and calling himself "Laozi".
Xia Youjie smiled but said nothing. He had a little revengeful mentality when he said this just now. He had to get up early to go to school every day, while Wu could sleep at home. It would be a lie to say that he was not envious. He even wanted to encourage his mother to enroll Wu in cram school.
"Why are you two looking at me like that?" Gojo Satoru frowned in dissatisfaction, gnashing his teeth fiercely, like a cat with its fur standing on end. "Forget it, Jie, but uncle, you are not allowed to look at me like that!"
Gojo Satoru was united against the outside world at first. He was glaring at Yega Masamichi, but then he felt a chill, and this chill came from someone beside him. He turned his head and looked at Geto Suguru. He always felt that his best friend was looking at him with "bad intentions", and he always felt that he was up to something bad.
Geto: How could that be? I just wanted to send a smart cat to school.
Gojo Satoru asked, "Jay? What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, Satoru, I just think you should at least address Yogata-sensei as teacher, and not call him 'uncle'," said Geto.
Gojo Satoru said dissatisfiedly: "Why? Even if he is our teacher in the future, he is not our teacher now."
Xia Youjie said with a smile: "Wu, you must respect your teacher."
Gojo Satoru, however, sighed, turned his face away, and said in a long voice: "No way——!"
Xia Yujie sighed helplessly. If there were no snacks, Gojo Satoru would not listen to his advice. If there were snacks that he liked, Gojo Satoru would consider giving in. Now...
Xiayou Jie took another look at his bulging backpack, shrugged and spread his hands to Yega Zhengdao, expressing his helplessness. However, he didn't care much about this matter, otherwise he wouldn't have fooled Yega Zhengdao so casually.
Ye Moth Zheng Dao was not concerned about this. He frowned and repeated the word: "Future."
He finally felt that something was wrong. This group of people seemed to be certain about the future, as if it was destined for him to become their teacher.
Ye Mo Zheng Dao had a strange feeling as if he was just a chess piece on someone's chessboard. Although he had not yet fully entered the game, he was already in it.
"Yes, future," Xia Youjie smiled, put his finger to his lips and made a hushing gesture, "Teacher Yega, please keep it a secret for us and for my mother."
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