And... why is there mucus coming out... what is that!!!

Lu Qi felt that he was a little dazed.

Is this a beaver?

And I really want to know why there is no bleeding... I'm so curious!

...No, let's not take it too far.

At this time, Geto had already begun to explain, "In the world of spellcasting, there is a type of sorcerer who can exchange □□ by transplanting their brains. After the exchange, of course, they can also obtain □□'s memories and spells."

Ignoring Gojo Satoru's gnashing teeth, Geto wiped the liquid off his face and said, "I've been eyeing his technique for a long time. Who told you not to hand the body over to Ieiri Shoko to deal with?"

He put the skull cap (?) back on his head with a calm expression, and then threaded the seams back on with his bare hands.

Now, Lu Qi no longer wants to care about what the brainy version of Geto Suguru said.

He was now looking at Getsu's actions and was completely puzzled.

First of all, he didn't want to ask why Goyu could sew the stitches so easily. Secondly, he didn't want to ask why the brain could be exposed to the outside world without worrying about infection. And he didn't want to know why Goyu could put it back so easily.

He wanted to know why! Those sutures and holes were still there? Theoretically, he could feel the temperature of Geto when he was in contact with him before, and that guy did need to eat, drink water and rest, which proved that he was alive.

Then why not only does the wound not heal, but it also does not bleed, and the sutures can be easily threaded into the hole like threading a needle?

Could it be that the wound didn't heal because Geto took out and put on the stitches every day?

...No, that's a bit out of place.

After thinking for a long time, seeing that the conversation between Gojo Satoru and Geto was about to end, Shikasa still couldn't figure out what was going on. In the end, he could only attribute it to the weirdness of the two-dimensional world.

Afterwards, Gojo Satoru and Geto walked by here, chatting and laughing (?), and the moment they turned the corner, the gate of the hell opened.

Just as Gojo Satoru was about to leave, he saw Geto Suguru leaning against the wall.

After a two-second pause, Xia Yu was delighted. Now all he had to do was say the next line...

Before he could finish his words, the next second he switched positions with Gojo Satoru and faced Jigokumon Kyoshuo's huge eyes.

Summer oil: ...?

The joy on his face froze before it could spread, and his expression now looked a little distorted.

It will take one minute to seal Gojo Satoru, the ceiling of the world of curse arts, in the Hell Gate.

Then sealing a not-so-strong cursed spirit operator only requires...

a moment.

Xia You was restrained by the prison gate. He looked at Xia Youjie with a distorted expression and some other emotions, "You? Are you really loyal?"

As if he was amused by his own words, he opened his mouth and laughed a few times, then tilted his head as if he was a little confused, "How did you do that?"

Xia Yujie did not answer. He stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and clapped his hands with Gojo Satoru with a smile on his lips.

Just as they would do once they had completed their mission.

At the same time, dark cursed energy surged behind him, and a face that was particularly familiar to Geto appeared from it.

That was a face he saw often - the face of Geto Suguru.

"It's you?" Xia Yu's eyes fell on the people in his arms, and he seemed to understand something. "You don't hate the people from Jujutsu High School at all?"

On the contrary, I seem to like it quite a lot.

Yu put down the cubs in his arms expressionlessly and said without any psychological pressure, "I only hate Xia Yujie."

Summer oil: ...?

So what plural form do you use when you say fucking?

Do "I hate him" and "I hate them" look exactly the same? !

The students who were rescued all had an expression as if they were dreaming.

Seriously? Saved by a cursed spirit?

"Okay, the question time is over!" Gojo Satoru ended the topic with a snap of his fingers, and then looked at Getsu who was bound by the prison gate, with an unreadable look in his eyes.

The only thing that is certain is that the pupil color has become darker.

"How long are you going to let others push you around, Jay?"

As these words came out, Xia Yu's right hand trembled slightly, and finally he raised his hand and pinched his neck.

The pupils of Xia Yujie's eyes shrank slightly, and he uncontrollably revealed an expression of "as expected".

The same thing happened in another world.

Although the world line has changed beyond recognition due to his involvement, this plot still exists.

Xia Yu was stunned for a moment, then felt the pressure on his neck and was stunned for a moment.

Then he blinked with a slightly strange expression.

You have to know that Geto Suguru is already dead, completely dead, but the current situation is obviously completely inconsistent with his cognition.

But he only held on for less than a minute before his arm was back under his control and the prison gates tied him up tightly in an instant.

This is... the residual nerves after death?

Although it is not scientific to say this, it is a very likely explanation.

"How do I use this thing?" Gojo Satoru recovered from his initial shock and crossed his arms with a look of disgust on his face. "I really don't want to see him again."

"Really? Jay's body is also sealed and there's no way to get it out... Damn, he got it for free."

Pretending that he didn't hear the whispers behind him, Xia Yujie said, "The door is closed."

As the tone dropped, the prison gate closed and shrank back into a palm-sized square box.

"Is it...over?" There was still confusion on Yuji Itadori's face. Why did he feel as if he had done nothing?