The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

The Shimizu Shingo incident seems to have passed in this way.

Ota Ryuji was brought back to the association and interrogated by a special person-of course the association has conjurers who are good at interrogating, but nothing was asked.All I know is that he has a big client who has been in contact with him for more than 20 years. The killing this time was also the instruction of the other party, and the barely recovered mailbox records also prove this point.

Even if the association wants to use the chakra left by Sasuke to talk about it, there is no reason.

Gojo Satoru was still scolded - because he had already caught the other party, but he still used magic techniques to make people half-dead. Ota Ryuji's magic techniques are rare, if his hand is not broken, the association will punish him It will still be of interest.

But now, it is impossible for the association to heal his hand blatantly. The Qingshui family also intervened in the interrogation as a victim. Their patriarch would not agree to this matter first, so this curse master is nothing to them worth it.

Ota Ryuji looked at the person opposite him.He is still in the first room of the association.

"You conjurers are really interesting, a group of people fighting in a nest." He laughed.

"Tell me... who ordered you?" the other party asked again.

"I don't know his identity. Since you came to me alone, shouldn't you know better?" Ota Ryuji said calmly, his eyes fixed on the ground, looking a little dull.

"...Is that so?" The man was thoughtful, "Have you fought Gojogo's shikigami?"

"Yes," the curse master replied, "That shikigami took one look at me, and I fell into a coma."

"Didn't the person who ordered you tell you what to say?"

"I've said everything he asked me to say." The Curse Master's tone became impatient, "Didn't you already know about this kind of thing? I haven't asked him why Gojo Satoru was able to catch me!"

"...That's right."

"Hey!" Ota Ryuji watched the man prepare to leave, feeling a little flustered, "When will my hand recover? How are you going to take me out?"

"I will execute you," the other said, "and send you away before I find someone to restore your arm."

It turned out to be a trick at the end.

"Hurry up then, I don't want to be here anymore," he said.

"Well," there was a strange smile in the stranger's voice, "I will send you out of here soon, and I will continue to cooperate with you in the future."

The last cooperation, please leave this world forever.

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Many conjurers died during the night parade of ghosts at the end of the year, without having time to see the beginning of the new year.Some of the surviving magicians left the world of magic, and some remained strong.

As for those who remained, only a few knew that the representative of the Qingshui family in the association had passed away, and even fewer knew that it was caused by the curse master.

In their minds, the year has had a quiet start.It’s nothing special, I’m still exorcising the curse every day, and I can have a glass of wine with friends who are still alive in my spare time, day after day, and it’s March in the blink of an eye.

The white snake had grown to the thickness of Sasuke's forearm, and when it crawled across the ground, the closely arranged fish scales shone like shells.

It's not very good at talking yet, but the talent has begun to show gradually.

One is poison and the other is space.

Poison should be a unique talent of white snakes. The ten thousand snakes and green snakes used by Sasuke before are not poisonous, but they are bigger and stronger.As for space, it may be a characteristic possessed after being summoned by him, and it may need to be developed slowly.

However, the White Snake has been here since it broke its shell. It is estimated that it will be a full-grown adult, and it will be possible to return to Longdi Cave after its body matures. It is not impossible to never go back.

At this moment, its whole body was coiled on the sofa, with its head resting on Sasuke's shoulders, looking lazy.

With a pen and paper in his hand, the assistant sat cross-legged on the ground, writing and drawing on the low table in front of him, stopping from time to time, trying to condense the mantra power on his own palm alone.

On Christmas Eve last year, he saw a lot of different spells, some from cursers and some from conjurers.This kind of power is different from Chakra. It is said that the brain needs a certain structure to be used, otherwise it will only escape to the outside world unconsciously, gradually forming a curse.

Sasuke, as an outsider, can play a role similar to magic power after changing Chakra, but he can't produce magic power at all, nor can he form a curse.Wujo Wu's mantra can stay in his body, as long as it can be replenished in time, he might be able to use it like a conjurer.

He can accept the opponent's power to stay in his body, but to master this power, even if the spell power disappears after the restraint is lifted.

Gojo Satoru agreed with his idea very much, eager to show him his spells a few more times.

—Maybe you can use my technique?Wouldn't that be fun?

Maybe only this person will find it interesting.

Sasuke thought.Regardless of how perverted his own technique is, what would happen if Sasuke learned it.

——You can become me and help me hold a meeting!

Sasuke thought he was dreaming.

He put his hand against Gojo Satoru's forehead, preventing anyone from approaching him.

"Don't you have a hug of love today." Gojo Satoru sighed, and sat down on the sofa behind Sasuke, "Isn't a teacher who is physically and mentally exhausted worthy of comfort?"

The white snake nimbly avoided him, and the whole snake climbed up Sasuke's shoulder to his arm, and coiled around the boy's lap again, with only its head resting on his ear, staring at Gojo Satoru curiously.

Sasuke ignored him, his fingertips ignited a little magic power, shaking unsteadily in the air.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, stretched out his index finger, and raised it from the boy's ear to his eyes.His fingertips soon condensed a mass of mantra.However, compared with Sasuke's tiny spell power, his power is obviously more stable and more threatening.

"Open your eyes and look at me," he waved his hand in front of Sasuke, "This is my easiest trick, you can definitely learn it."

With the help of the forward rotation technique performed by the six eyes, Cang.

The difficulty is about the same as sending a child to participate in a track and field championship as soon as he can walk.

What's more, Six Eyes is different from Sharingan.In Sasuke's view, Gojo Satoru is tantamount to suddenly awakening the Blood Successor Limit, something that he wouldn't be able to learn even if he had Sharingan.

"I can't learn your spells." Sasuke let the magic power from his fingertips dissipate, and closed the notebook on his lap.

Rather than constructing a spell that will not be used at any time, and working towards the field like ordinary magicians, it is better to directly try to use ninjutsu to manipulate mana, or use chakra in the way of using mana.

He still remembered that Jianren Qihai had a technique of manipulating spell power, which seemed a bit like Sakura's strange power, maybe he could try it too.

"Can't you just open your eyes?"

"No."

Gojo Satoru seemed to have taken a lot of interest in his eyes - even more so than before, devoting himself to opening his eyes every day.He also tried to take him to cut off his hair to reveal the reincarnation eye of the left eye.

It was already troublesome to block it, Sasuke thought, there is no need to wear blindfolds if there is hair blocking it.

The white-haired man regretfully dissipated the magic power from his fingertips, and scratched the white snake's jaw like a cat.

The white snake spat out the snake letter, allowing the other party to reach out and pull it from the owner into the air.

"Zhengri~Come to Dad—" Gojo Satoru called the name he forcibly gave the snake with a smile, and lifted it up into the air and turned it upside down.

"It has parents." Sasuke rubbed his eyebrows.

"But it's not hard to get through," Gojo Satoru hung the snake around his neck, "Children's education is very important, and we hatched it together at the beginning!"

……

This is a psychic beast, with a memory inherited from the family, not a prop you use to play the silly dad game.

"Are you out of class?" Sasuke asked angrily.

Hurry up and shoulder the responsibility of being a super class when you don't have class, go back and write the report, instead of dragging him here to say some irrelevant words.

"No more." Gojo Satoru stuffed a piece of chocolate into his mouth, "I don't have a teacher's certificate, so I can't teach many subjects."

He still sounded a little sorry.

If you really want to be an ordinary, loving and dedicated teacher, you should get your teacher qualification first.

Sasuke remembered that the other party said to himself, "I'm just an ordinary teacher", and then told himself that he was not qualified to be a teacher.

At the beginning, I actually thought he looked like Kakashi, it was indeed an illusion.

"White snake," Sasuke got up and stretched out his hand, and the white snake climbed up his arm and disappeared into the wide cuff. "You stay by yourself."

Gojo Satoru was originally thinking about the reason why the white snake became smaller, but he raised his head and looked at the black-haired boy in bewilderment.

"where to?"

"Downtown." Sasuke said.

When he came out of the bedroom, he had already changed into clothes suitable for going out.

Black hooded sweater and overalls, sports wristbands and watches on the wrists, and a rare choker to block the curse lines on the neck.He didn't bring the long Tang knife, but only carried the magic tool from Qingshui's family, a small and exquisite dagger in his hand.

This kind of dress is obviously to meet ordinary people!

"Why do you go to see other people every day!" Gojo Satoru scolded. "Am I not good enough for you? Or are you doing some 'normal life' grand challenge?"

Sasuke slung the bag over his back, not really wanting to talk.

He felt that he was exhausted just answering Wujo Satoru's questions every day.

Gojo Satoru obviously didn't want to let him go, he stood up from the sofa and straddled directly beside him, and when he stretched out his hand, he pressed Sasuke's shoulder.

"Tokyo city? Which district, which street, which store?" He muttered a lot of questions, rubbing his chin on the top of Sasuke's head.

Sasuke slapped the person above him on the face, trying to push him down.

The boy's dry and warm palms touched Gojo Satoru's eyelashes, and Gojo Satoru moved, then quickly retreated.

"Have you grown taller?" The white-haired young man finally asked.

Sasuke gave him an address back, stood at the door, put on Martin boots, inserted the dagger into the boot shaft, and covered it with his trousers.

"Probably," he thought for a while, "maybe three or four centimeters longer."

He hasn't had such a thorough rest for a long time. He was seriously injured in a fight with Naruto and now he spends most of his time recuperating.Apart from getting Wutiao Wuqi every day, I have basically nothing to worry about, and I have never taken Bingliang pills at all, so it is not surprising that the president grows tall.

"Let's grow taller," Gojo Satoru leaned on the door frame and gestured, "It's more convenient to reach my ears anyway."

What's convenient?

Sasuke looked at him suspiciously.

"Slightly," Wujo Gojo made a grimace, and quickly changed the subject, "I want to eat the chocolate lava cake from that shop! And the strawberry Daifuku next door!" He ordered a bunch of sweets that exploded food.

Sasuke slammed the door in his face with his foot - of course, blocked by No Lower Limit, the door didn't close.

"Your tomatoes will disappear without sweets!"

Sasuke gave Gojo Satoru a threatening look, who blew him a kiss with a smile.

"In an emergency, remember to call the handsome Wu-sama~"

Impossible, it is impossible to call in this life.