On how to contain anomalous objects

The attic of the old house is low and damp, and it takes a ladder to climb up.The ladder is missing a step, which adds a lot of difficulty to children with insufficient legs.

The place is full of debris, making it difficult to get off easily—a few chairs with missing legs, a solid wood dressing cabinet that is falling apart and overturned, a full-length mirror that has peeled off gold plating and exposed a dusty lining, and the hands are missing There is a birch bark wall clock, a musty antique black leather suitcase, an old-fashioned charcoal-burning iron, and a pile of neatly packed and thick old books. It seems that the previous owner has not had time to sell the inventory.

This small attic, so dilapidated that even the mice didn't bother to patronize it, was the shelter of Elijah's childhood.The child is not very happy to go out to play with the children. Compared with his peers, his body is too thin to adapt to those chasing and slapstick... What's more, the local children don't like him, and the rumors among adults will also spread to the world. In the child's small group, the group of hooligans would call him a bitch.

Little skinny Elijah couldn't beat them, and if he did, his not-so-sane mother would yell hysterically or hold him and cry.After coming down again and again, the child cleverly learned to pass the time with books. Although the glass of the low skylight in the attic was old and yellow, he was still happy to sit in the sundries and find a book that the child could read. If you read the books you know, you might find some brightly colored pictorials, or old newspapers with crossword puzzles printed on the bottom.

Sometimes he would simply sleep in the attic until there was thunder outside and the wind whined like someone was crying.The child drooped his eyes half asleep and half awake, quietly watching the rainwater gurgling down the sloping skylight, as if being whipped by the dancing tree shadows, crawling in the only field of vision.Occasionally, lightning would light up the darkness for a moment, and little Elijah would remember that he had put away the ladder properly, and the mad woman was unlikely to climb up to find him, which also meant that the next time the attic was opened it would be Mom back to normal came to ask him to have breakfast...

A hand stretched out from the darkness, wrapped around his waist, and dragged Elijah into an unknown and warm abyss.

The anomalous object trembled suddenly, panting in terror like a seabird that had just escaped from a tsunami—the door was suddenly pushed open, and he began to fall, being pulled back from his dream to reality.The body temperature of a human came closer, and someone pressed his head down, forcing him to expose the slightly protruding spine on the back of his neck.

A kiss landed on the back of his neck, and for a moment, the little monster felt that all the fears in the world that had flowed in his bone marrow had been killed by this kiss, which was lighter than snowflakes.

"What are you thinking about?" Gojo Satoru asked in a low voice, and couldn't help but lower his head and kiss the nape of his neck, which is very suitable for being bitten: "If you kiss more, will the pair of wings disappear?"

His humans were talking, and what they were talking about, the little monster didn't want to think about it now.He just grunted lazily to indicate that he had heard.

Gojo Satoru simply stretched out his hand and pulled up the opponent's hood, covering the little monster's head, only the wings covering the lower jaw were exposed, it looked like he was wearing some kind of weird mask.The pale fluid gown was so soft and creamy to the touch, shimmering with delicate golden iridescence - no fabric in the world could have such a disgusting texture, reminiscent of the blood in a slaughtered animal. Viscera, or asphalt that rots and gives off a fetid smell.

The robe drooped meekly in the human hand, dripping water dripping down, making a sticky stirring sound.The fluid spread to the feet of the visitor, making the old man take a few steps back, his wrinkled face contorted for a moment.

"Homeowner."

The mental attack from the new super class really lived up to its reputation, and he was about to faint now, all supported by his blood and loyalty to the family.

"Say."

The white-haired man was studying the structure of the robe with great interest, and he glanced at him impatiently, as if he didn't feel sorry for the old man's crazily falling San value at all.

"There asked you to attend the meeting, you see...?"

The high-level executives have been terrified by the sudden and bloody means of returning the strongest, and they have become more careful with their words, lest they will be retaliated against themselves.

"There's nothing to talk about. All the crimes committed by the rotten oranges that were killed are all well-documented." The man played with the little monster's hair lightly: "I have already given them all the evidence that should be given, Lao Tzu It's not their father, so deal with it yourself."

That's the problem!The elder's expression was terribly complicated - this person directly used the strongest personal name, bypassed the high-level, and disclosed the numerous crimes committed by several high-level conjurers on the intranet, including some members of the Yusan family.I don't know what method the other party used, the post can't be deleted even after deleting it, as if they are going to get rid of the high-level and go it alone, no wonder the group of old men in the high-level are suddenly so panicked.

They would rather the strongest defect or disappear than see this person blatantly jump out of the rules they set.The entire long-decayed magic world is maintained by those intricate root systems. Right now, someone suddenly jumped out and directly overturned the chessboard, dismissing those intricate power entanglements as nothing, and slapped the chess player behind the scenes heavily.

An extremely simple and crude method, even a bit clumsy.But whoever uses this method to compete with the higher-ups, everyone will think that guy is an overconfident clown.

The person who did this is the strongest, and the higher-ups really can't do anything to him--the two students who are detained now are equivalent to hostages, and the higher-ups in the magic world dare not do it easily. If the hostages are killed, this person will be completely No scruples, maybe it is possible to directly massacre the entire upper class.

No one wants to mess with a madman who has lost his restraint, especially if the madman's name is Gojo Satoru.

"Tell them that my request is very clear." His tone was light and light, but it made people feel chills: "Let my students go, and deal with the relevant persons in charge—don't think about launching any innocuous scapegoat, who is the scapegoat? I know exactly who did it."

He tilted his head away with a grin, and glanced at the little paper man who came in on the old man's shoulder: "The ultimatum, I only give three days, if you don't deal with it, I will deal with it, understand?"

The old man couldn't help being startled after following the other party's line of sight. The fluffy little paper man immediately burned up and turned into ashes under the sight of the two, but Gojo Satoru knew that the guy who controlled the paper man was probably reporting the situation to the upper echelon , which naturally also includes Elijah's current special situation.

The strongest was not annoyed, he just patted the shoulder of the sweaty old man who inexplicably brought another Shikigami into our house to comfort him, and then took the little monster who had become vigilant due to the sight of strangers into his arms again.

"... Patriarch."

Before leaving, the old man persuaded with a complex expression: "The old man's requirements are not high, as long as the person you bring back home is a human being, no one in our family dares to gossip."

Under the multiple mental stimulation, they don't expect a certain strongest to complete the task of inheriting the family. Anyway, it is not without offspring, and the Wutiao family will not be cut off. The problem is that the position of the wife of the family should at least belong to a human being!These old men in their seventies and eighties can't stand the excitement. If one day they really have to watch the Patriarch hold a slime monster's hand and tell them that I want to marry it, those old things will probably go over immediately Half, the other half should also have a heart attack and fall to the ground twitching.

Who would have thought that this man would not follow the steps given by the old man at all: "But Elijah is not completely human."

He simply implemented the ominous speculation in the elder's heart, tilted his head innocently to look at the old man whose facial expression began to develop out of control, and even happily raised the little monster's chin to show the other party: "But even if this look Look, isn't it super cute."

Elder: "..."

Cute beep - ah!Even if you don't mention the opponent's passive mental attack buff for the time being, now you can perfectly hit the uncanny valley of human beings just by looking at the appearance, okay?

"Hey, hey, what's your expression, do you have any opinions?" The eyes were different from ordinary people's most dissatisfied meowing: "Be careful, I will let Elijah bite you?"

Hearing the words, the little monster in his arms spread its wings obediently, and hissed threateningly at the old man in a pretentious manner.

The old man who has long been accustomed to the waywardness of his patriarch looked deadly: "...No, I don't have any opinions, as long as you are happy."

Heihui is ignorant of the soldiers and horses here, and he is now facing a big trouble-someone from the Chanyuan family has come, and he wants to see the heir of the ten kinds of shadow magic by name.

"Your teacher Wujo Wutiao has no one left now, so it seems that he doesn't care about you anymore."

The person who came had a nasty look with his nostrils turned upside down, which made Fu Hei Hui extremely want to punch him.

But he couldn't move for the time being. The group said that he and Nagasaki Yeqiangwei helped Su Nuo container to escape, and he was suspected of defecting. Therefore, the black-haired boy was locked with shackles and spells all over his body, which was so heavy that he couldn't lift his head up, so he had to kneel On the ground, listening to the guy named Zenyuan Naoya boasting about his scumbag father with a cold face, while sneering at him, and finally arrogantly proposing that as long as he is willing to return to the Zenyuan family and break away from the Wutiao sect, the Zenyuan family will Come forward to save him, lest the heir of the ten shadow spells be treated as a defected curse master by the high-level.

Fu Heihui's answer was a sneer, and he simply closed his eyes and refused to communicate.Zenyuan Naoya, who was ignored by others, seemed eager to come over and kick him, but at the last moment, he forcibly held back as if he remembered something, and walked away angrily.

"Wujo is pressing very hard." Chanyuan Naoya said with a gloomy expression, "That guy is like a lunatic, and killed many of our people."

"Fu Heihui, this kid is really hard-working." Another disciple of the Chanyuan family snorted coldly: "That rude woman is also, it is said that she yelled at the first interrogation and never mentioned the identification of Wutiaowu. Not good really hurts..."

Zenyuan Naoya couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Are we really going to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and just watch Gojo Satoru take Fu Heihui away?"

A mere one billion yuan bought the heirs of the ten shadow spells that should have belonged to the Zenyuan family. Wujo Wu and the Zenyuan family's Liangzi a few years ago can be regarded as a big knot.The heir of his own family is living outside, and now he is still a member of the Wutiao sect. This is simply a slap in the face of the Zenyuan family.

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