Chapter 93 The head of the family is very
Fushiguro Megumi realized that she was dreaming.
After all, everything in front of him was not in his memory. He was like a bystander, stuffed into the shell of a person called Zenin Kei, watching a past that did not belong to him.
He saw the woman on the hospital bed, whose life was being maintained by various medical devices, while the man opposite him was tortured beyond recognition by illness.
But when she saw him, even though the woman wearing the oxygen mask couldn't speak, she still endured the pain and gave a gentle, soothing smile.
Obviously, she was the one being tortured, but her eyes were filled with heartache as she looked at him quietly and helplessly.
This was his mother, and he realized it, and felt the love for a mother who no longer existed.
He couldn't see what he looked like, but he should have known that he was probably still a child who couldn't speak.
So he could only hold the other person's skinny hand carefully and cautiously. He subconsciously felt that the hand should be warm, but when he held it, he felt... it was so cold.
He clenched his hands, trying to convey his warmth. Eri noticed his intention and smiled with a frown.
Eri struggled to take off the mask on her face, and gently pushed him back when he tried to stop her.
"Mei," Eri's voice was so soft, so soft that it seemed to disappear in the wind, but it blew accurately into his ears, "No matter what, you must remember that Shinji and I will always love you."
She paused, took a breath, her eyes red, but continued, "Hui means grace, remember that."
After she finished speaking, she seemed to look at the entrance of the hospital, but did not see the person she wanted to see, and sighed helplessly.
"Megumi, I'm sorry. Jin'er is a child who hasn't grown up. He may continue to be willful and return to his old life." Eri held him back with a gentle force, "But please don't hate him. He loves you too."
She understood her lover very well, and she also knew how much harm her death would cause to him.
A person who is dragged into the sunshine can only continue to live the life he is most familiar with after losing the sunshine.
She was worried. If possible, she really wanted to live, hug her lover, and watch her children grow up.
But maybe she really couldn't hold on any longer, and just wanted to express all the love and unfinished words.
My Shiner, my Hui, my two treasures, I want more...
She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something else, but the next second, the medical equipment screamed wildly, and she seemed to lose her strength and let go of the hand that had been holding him.
He was filled with a mixture of fear, bewilderment, and confusion, and he didn't know what else he could do.
At this moment, he could not hear anything. He could only see his mother's eyes that did not move away. The sounds of the medical equipment mixed together with the scene before him, creating a strange sense of confusion.
But he could feel that his mother seemed to be leaving him, but he did not let go and even used more strength, as if he could grab something in this way.
He heard familiar footsteps, mixed with the sound of medical staff running, and he was casually picked up and placed on the other side.
The two clasped hands loosened, and there was only one thought in his mind: what would happen if his mother's hands became cold again without him?
The person standing at the door that my mother wanted to see just now was a little different from what she remembered.
Zen Yuan Shen'er's clothes were wrinkled, and it was obvious that he was unkempt. He had a short stubble on his face, and his hair hung down, covering half of his eyes.
It was as if the momentum of falling into the abyss was weighing heavily on him. He was like a seedling that had lost the sunlight, his roots had withered and become infested with insects, gnawing at his insides.
He did not look at his own child, but calmly stared at the person being rescued on the hospital bed. His eyes were filled with pain and despair that could engulf a person, and even a desperate madness.
Zenin Hui didn't know what he was going to do. He just saw his father slowly walking up to him, half squatting and looking at him.
My father's voice was very soft, but it seemed to penetrate into my mind like some magic: "Hui, I'm sorry, but you have to save her."
The body seemed to be boiling and a wave of heat was felt all over. Perhaps Zenin Kei, who was still a child, did not understand, but Fushiguro Kei understood that this was the cursed power surging and the technique awakening.
But how could this be possible? At this age, he might have some magical powers, but it is absolutely impossible for him to awaken the technique so quickly.
And why does he always feel like he's losing control? Even Megumi Fushiguro has never felt this way.
He wanted to turn around to take a look at his mother, but he didn't know whether the hand that Chanyuan Shier placed on his shoulder was too strong or he just didn't have the strength left.
When he tried to see more clearly, his eyes went dark and he could not see anything.
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Zenin Shin'er sat in the small courtyard. Eri did not come out. He sat there and drank two glasses of wine before he picked up the glass and smashed it in a certain direction.
It was just a glass, but the force added to the power of a bullet, and the person who was hit easily avoided it.
"It seems you do know me."
A maid slowly walked out from the shadows. Her demeanor was completely different from that in the daytime, and the seam on her forehead was obvious.
The monastery didn't even have any other reaction to his appearance, except that its gloomy eyes fell on his sight.
"I don't care what you are going to do, stay away from me and Hui." Zen Yuan Shen'er spoke first. He warned in a deep voice, like the growl of a wild animal.
Of course he knew that if he knew this person, he shouldn't be called a human being.
Zen Temple didn't even know what he was, but he knew that he could change his body freely, and that there was a seam that served as a symbol.
What the other party wants is huge, and it may even affect the entire world. The monastery can even feel it.
But this has nothing to do with him. Whether the world is good or bad has nothing to do with him. It would be best if the magic world could be destroyed.
What's more, the other party did help him a lot in a certain sense, and as a person with some credibility in business, he would not interfere in the other party's affairs.
However, all this is based on the premise that it does not involve the people he protects. He doesn't care, but Eri is tied to him.
The other party can help him, of course there are also ways to harm him, Zen Temple has never been a brute with only muscles.
Wisdom and calmness are essential for a killer, especially for him who is now the head of the family.
The maid looked at him quietly for a while, then chuckled and said, "Of course, but I do need your help."
There are so many things that Tianyu Zhuzhu can do. After all, the Zen Temple is really powerful. It will definitely be of great use in the sister school exchange meeting in the near future.
"I refuse," Chanyuan said without even listening to the end of his words. He lazily held his head and said, "You are not the person in my world. We are just strangers. Don't pretend to be familiar."
He acts like a scoundrel after making threats. His personality hasn't changed even after becoming the head of the family. The maid thought to herself, but her expression didn't change.
"Your wife's condition is unstable," he said with a smile, bearing the other party's sudden change of momentum, "It must be related to her that drove you to another world."
The monastery even has the most powerful martial arts and physical training, but the people there have no fighting spirit. If they have to choose, they would rather live a life with a wife and children and a warm bed.
Although I don't know how it came about, the other party is obviously aware of it. Since they are taking the risk of crossing the world, they must have some ulterior motive.
"No one knows more about curses than I do. Whatever you want, I can find it for you. Isn't that clear to you?
If you are really worried, I can make a bond with you, no, your wife."
He spoke sincerely, but he knew that the other party would not let the curse restrain him immediately. This man who had lost once would not allow his wife to take any risk.
Chanyuan didn't say anything for a while. He stroked the red rope habitually, as if he was weighing the pros and cons.
In fact, he didn't think too much about it. He knew exactly what he wanted and was aware of the danger of the person in front of him. So, as long as it was worthwhile and possible to do so, he would do it.
Just like then, even if he had to take advantage of his children and his wife, he would do it without hesitation.
His wife knew him so well, but he was like an ignorant child, holding on and trying every possible means to not let go.
Even now, he couldn't let his wife be restricted any longer, nor did he want Hui to face danger.
He is not a qualified husband, let alone a qualified father, so that is all he can do.
So he smiled. The man tilted his head, and a bewitching smile spread across his handsome face. The scar at the corner of his mouth added to his charm, and he exuded the charm of an adult.
He knocked on the table and said casually, "Okay, thank you for your guidance, boss."
The monastery did not even set any restrictions, but returned to its old ways and accepted the commission.
They exchanged words and, without revealing their intentions, they negotiated the final reward.
The maid smiled more tenderly. When she was about to leave, she heard a casual voice from Zenin behind her: "I remember that your favorite body was the one that was manipulated by the cursed spirit. The owner of this world must have died a long time ago."
He had his back to Zenin Shin'er, but he could hear the threat in the other party's words. Geto Suguru was the most useful card in his hand, and he could even be a powerful weapon against Gojo Satoru.
If this person told Gojo Satoru directly, or made it public, then the plan he had set up for so many years would be ruined.
But he didn't stop or turn around, and walked away as if he didn't hear these words.
He did not admit that he could change his body, nor did he make any promises. Everyone knew what was the best way.
The other party has leverage over me, and I also have leverage against cursed spirits.
Just maintain the current superficial cooperation, although they all know that this cooperation may break down at any time.
So in order to be more confident, he had to make more preparations. He walked silently towards his destination.
When he saw the struggling Zenin Naoya, his smile became even sweeter, as if he had seen some delicious meal.
But it's almost the same. The young master of the Zenin family, who is full of a sense of gap in his heart, is also a rare first-class sorcerer and there are still many things he can do.
The most important thing is - Zenoin Naoya is easy to incite and use, at least that's what he thought.