At the beginning, the strongest 5T5 was stabbed

he wants to live

Facing Wutiaowu's "death will", Fu Heihui was extremely indifferent. Instead of trying to dissuade him, he wanted to help him find a hanging rope.

"That crooked neck tree is very good." Fu Heihui pointed to the big tree not far away.

Gojo Satoru, possessed by a dramatist, stagnates for a breath, and then howls loudly: "Hui, you go with me!"

Fu Heihui: ...

No, you go away!

You go to die!

Facing Wujo Wufu Heihui, who couldn't shed tears, he didn't have any sympathy. He struggled to break away from the other party's hand, and even kicked the other party's calf, but it only hit the bottomless limit.

"How can you be so indifferent!" Gotiao Wu complained, but this time he was even more forceful: "In this case, even if I die, I will definitely pull you in!"

Fu Heihui couldn't understand Wujo Wu's brain circuit at all, and only struggled when the other party hugged him again, someone should come and save him, Wujo Wu, who is mentally ill, should be locked up and sent to the hospital!

"Homeowner!"

There was an unhappy scolding from the door.

Gojo Wu froze, and honestly let go of Fu Heihui.

Because of Gojo Satoru's foolishness, Gojo Yosuke's usual unhurried pace was a bit faster, and when he walked up to him, he pulled Gojo Satoru who was kneeling on the ground, and when he spoke again, it didn't look like he was displeased just now, but instead With a bit of helplessness: "My lord."

Don't be too outrageous.

As the head of the Wutiao family, although the family has given him enough freedom, such a gesture is still too...

"I'm angry!" Gojo Satoru immediately hugged Gojo Yosuke's arm coquettishly, muttering: "Er, he hasn't come back yet!"

Hearing this, Gojo Yosuke's eyes flashed.

It's Fuhesher again.

That guy is really harmful. Is the owner of the house now determined by him?But the result of divination is obvious...

"Master Patriarch, have you forgotten? I once told you..."

"Okay, don't talk about it anymore." Gojo Satoru gave the other party a look of disapproval, Huihui is still there, let's talk about divination later.

Moreover, he didn't believe it at all!

Perhaps, Wujo Yosuke's divination is based on the past, not the present.

It is also possible that Gojo Yosuke made a mistake in his divination. Whether he killed Fu Heisher or Xia Youjie would be unfavorable to him, it is very unreliable!

Gojo Yosuke sighed and said, "Patriarch, you..."

"Don't listen, don't listen, bastard chant the scriptures." Wu Tiaowu covered his ears, muttering and refusing to obey.

Gojo Yosuke glared at him, and said simply: "Parents, do you want me to calculate Fuheisher's position?"

In an instant, Gojo Satoru took his hands from his ears, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Gojo Yosuke: ...

Sure enough, he still had nothing to do with this unreliable guy.

Divinating Fuheisher's position is different from divination for Wutiao Wutiao. Wutiao Yosuke could not touch him personally, but used a talisman to form a formation, and he shook the tortoise shell and used the oldest method to do divination. Gua.

"crash"

After six strokes, five Yangjie lines produced copper coins.

"He's..." Halfway through speaking, Yosuke Gojo's expression became astonished.

"What's wrong?" It was about his father, of course Fu Heihui also followed him to wait for the result.

Although Gojo Satoru didn't ask, he was equally curious and waited for Gojo Yosuke to reveal the answer.

Gojo Yosuke restrained his expression, put away the copper coins, and shook them again.

"The step was wrong just now." Gojo Yosuke casually found a reason.

After staying, Gojo Yosuke gave out copper coins again.

The same hexagram image, not to mention that the front and back are exactly the same, even the direction in which the copper coins roll down has not changed.

Gojo Yosuke swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He raised his head and looked at Gojo Satoru with complicated eyes.

"What's wrong with Mr. Shier? You said it!" Gojo Satoru immediately asked, Gojo Yosuke's secretive appearance really made him anxious to death.

"Let the child go out first." Gojo Yosuke glanced at Fukuroe.

Fu Heihui wrinkled his small face and asked, "Can't I know?"

"Could it be in a nightclub?!" Gojo Satoru exclaimed, isn't it suitable for such a young child?

Gojo Yosuke took a deep look at Gojo Satoru, and insisted on asking Fu Heihui to leave.

After Fugurohui left, Yosuke Gojo's heart became heavy, and the expression on his face was uncertain.

"Patriarch, Fu Heisher..." Gojo Yosuke paused at this point, took a deep breath and then said completely: "He is dead."

Like five thunderclaps, Wujo Satoru, who was joking just now, froze.

The sunglasses slipped off his face, revealing those shocked sky pupils.

Inside Daoman Daguangming Temple.

This is the third time Gin has come here this month, but each time he was not received by the host, and now he finally met the host.

"Master Huijue." Qin Jiu said to Master Huijue, "It was Qi Mukong who asked me to come, and he said that he had negotiated the terms with you."

"Yes."

"Then, please hand over the prison gate to me." Qin Jiu stretched out his hand to beg.

Master Huijue shook his head, and had no intention of handing over the prison gate.

Qin Jiu frowned. He didn't like any mistakes in the mission. Qi Mukong had already arranged everything, but he came three times and only met the host. Didn't he even hand over the prison gate to him?

That being the case...

Qin Jiu touched the pistol/gun on his waist. If it doesn't make sense, I don't know if it will be easier to get to the prison gate.

Do not use force against the host there, you are not his match.

Qin Jiu suddenly thought of Qi Mu Kongsuke's advice, although he was unhappy, he still didn't draw his gun.

"How can Master Huijue give it to me?" Qin Jiu asked.

Master Huijue showed a benevolent smile, and said to Qinjiu, "Three things."

"Ok?"

"I want you to do three things for me. If you do everything properly, I will hand over the prison gate to you." Master Huijue put forward his own conditions.

Qin Jiu felt restless for a while, after being left out for a month, but now he made such a request, he really wanted to grab it directly.

It's a pity that Master Huijue didn't hold the prison gate, even if he killed him, he might not get anything.

"Okay, tell me." Gin compromised. Since he had chosen a new "organization", he had to complete the first task well no matter what.

"The first task is very simple, please get some sleep." Master Huijue said, there seemed to be a golden light in his eyes.

Unlike controlling Fuhesher, controlling Gin to fall asleep is very simple, and he fell asleep without any struggle almost the moment his eyes met.

Master Huijue reached out to support him, helped him to lie down in the side hall, and then connected the dream of Fu Heisher and Qin Jiu.

Everything in the past will be displayed in front of Fuheshier.

"Ah-"

Zenyuan Shier sneezed loudly.

It was cold, bitterly cold.

He wrapped his clothes tightly. It was winter, but Zenyuan Shier was only wearing a tattered black singlet, and a thin layer of ice had formed on the stubble of his hair.

You need to find a place to keep warm, otherwise you will freeze to death.

Zenyuan Shier forced himself to stand up, and the cold wind blew like it was going to blow him into an ice sculpture.

To keep warm, find a place to keep warm...

"Hey, trash, bring me a basin of water!" Someone commanded Zenyuan Shier arrogantly.

As a member of the Zenyuan family who has no magic power, even if he is a member of the Zenyuan family, his status is not as good as that of several collaterals. No matter who it is, he can step on his head a few times.

Chanyuan Shier didn't refuse, his little face was flushed with cold, he raised his head and asked, "After fetching water, can I stay in your room for a while?"

"Clam?"

"Just for a while." Zenyuan Shier discussed, he just wanted to warm up in the other party's room temporarily.

The other party sneered, as if throwing a great gift to the other party: "Okay, I will let you stay in my room for a while, and you go fetch water immediately!"

"I'll go right away." Zenyuan Shier breathed a sigh of relief, and trotted to fetch water.

It's good that I can stay in his room for a while when I get back.

Zenyuan Shier fetched water very quickly, and soon ran over with a basin of water staggering. The child was thin and shivering from the cold, looking miserable.

"Here!" Zenyuan Shier was very happy, looking at the man with bright eyes, can he go in and stay for a while now?

What responded to him was a bucket of cold water poured down on his head.

It’s so cold!

Cold water splashed on his body, Chan Yuan Shier's body trembled suddenly, and then he was kicked to the ground.

He fell in the snow and was covered in snow.

"Hahaha!" came the mocking voice from the side line: "You trash, you also want to enter my room? Are you worthy?"

The door was closed again, blocking all the warmth.

Zenyuan Shier hugged his body tightly with both arms, almost curled up into a ball in the snow, the water on his body quickly condensed into ice under the severe cold.

He might really be dying, even his blood seemed to be frozen.

It's such a miserable death here... No, it's not miserable, at least there will be people watching. If he dies, it will probably be silent, and the body will be thrown out soon.

After all, he's just trash.

"Shir."

Behind him came the voice of the elders in the family.

Zenyuan Shi'er's body trembled again, he turned around in a trance, and saw the frowning face of Zenyuan Zhipi.

"Master Zhipi." The Chanyuan dared not even go to the relatives, no one would take such a waste like him seriously.

If you offend these adults, you will probably be killed, right?The little child thought in horror.

"Follow up." Zenyuan Zhipiren's tone was not gentle, and he didn't wait for him, and continued to walk forward at his own pace, as if he didn't care whether Zenyuan Shier, who was shivering from the cold, could keep up.

Zenyuan Shier tried his best to move his steps. He hammered his legs with two fists, and then he regained some consciousness. He ran a few steps to catch up with Zenyuan Zhipiren, but his feet slipped and fell to the ground .

No one stopped to wait for him, Zenyuan Shier, who had always understood this, struggled to get up and chased after him again.

He wants to survive.

Although sad and painful, he really wanted to survive.

Zenyuan Shier's face was already blue from the cold, and his mind was even a little blurred. He followed Zenyuan Zhipiren in a daze along the way, and when he came back to his senses, he had already walked into his courtyard.