The Strongest Shikigami Sasuke-kun

Chapter 133

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Gojo Satoru's finger pressed and held on the right side of the screen for a while, and deleted the email just entered.

He lay bored on the comfortable Barcelona chair, flipped the phone back and forth on his fingertips a few times, and glanced at the sky outside from the corner of his eye.

If the weather is good, he can just see the sunset in the distance from his angle at this moment.

But there was no sun today, and there was a little rain in the afternoon, and the corner of the sky framed by the window frame was covered with light gray clouds—summer had not completely left Japan, and the rain was not heavy enough to have a good time—the result was the air The body is still full of hot flashes of water vapor, as if stretching out a hand to squeeze the air and rubbing it twice, water will come out of the palm of the hand, making people upset and feeling aggrieved for no reason.

It's been too long since Sasuke went out to exorcise the curse spirit, he thought, even if he wanted to meet his "new friend", he shouldn't have come back until now.

He also wanted to talk to the other party about how the diva was once again so angry that she lost her mind and jumped into a rage on the other end of the phone.

The phone beeped to indicate that a new email was received.

[Wujo, are you free? Come here. ]

Gojo Satoru raised his phone, barely able to see the content of the email in the reflection of the screen.The inscription is the family's entry glass, as well as her address, phone number and work unit, as if she was working diligently as a worker.

There are three people in their class. He himself is a problem child who looks the same on the outside, half Jie and half, always pretends to be a dog on the surface, and fights with him every day when he turns around. Nitzi is probably the only obedient boy among the three of them. baby.

Even the mailbox signature is very uncreative.

Gojo Satoru smiled to himself, picked up the coat hanging at the side, thought for a while, threw the clothes back, pushed the door briskly and went out.

The female doctor was waiting for him in the infirmary, and the blackness in front of his eyes seemed to be getting thicker - Wujo Gojo guessed that this was the follow-up effect of the real person's incident.

The morgues have been filled with the reformed people brought out of the Kanagawa sewers. After being dissected at home, Nitzi is probably still researching whether there is a corresponding solution. In addition, she has to sneak and squeeze time to go to Yoshino Junpei every day. It is also understandable that time has become more scarce.

"Why do you want me to come over all of a sudden?" Gojo Gojo found a place to sit down familiarly, and suddenly his expression changed, and he looked at his contemporaries sadly: "It can't be that the diva called you to scold me, right? He is a classmate!"

Kazuko smiled, the smile seemed to say "Although I don't know what you did, but I don't mind venting my anger for Diva-senpai", but the smile quickly left her face and was replaced by another An odd expression that seemed to be a mixture of hesitation and bewilderment.

"Five," she organized her words, but she still spoke in a confused way, "Maybe I shouldn't say this, but because of our little friendship with classmates, I still want to ask you something."

Wujo Gou looked at Jia Ruzizi curiously, doctor, the general logic is very good, at least his mind is very clear, so that he will not be unable to express his own meaning.

"What happened?"

"Let's think about it, let's talk about it first," the female doctor knocked the ballpoint pen on the table several times, and frowned unconsciously, "Sasuke Uchiha came to me just now... probably told a strange story. story?"

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, he was a little unhappy, but curious: "What is it about?"

"How should I put it..." Jiarui Nitro bit his lip.

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"Conjurers can't reverse death, can they?"

Iiriko yawned, and put her hand on the skin of the black-haired Shikigami—she didn't completely touch Sasuke's skin, but there was a steady stream of positive magic power pouring out from her palm, repairing the short wound .

"Of course not, why don't you go to Wutiao to treat you?" She replied casually.

"... Satoru will always hold on to this matter," Uchiha Sasuke sounded a little helpless, "Don't tell him, is that okay?"

Jia Ruozi admired the perfect wound he repaired. Not only did it leave no scars, but it also made the scars left on the same position faded a lot.

It is much easier to treat Uchiha Sasuke now than before. At that time, her spell power could not enter Shikigami's body, and Kabuko once wanted to draw some blood and ask for a few hairs to study what was going on.

But Gojo Satoru is indeed capable of such a thing, she thought, and agreed: "Why did you suddenly ask me this question?"

She turned her head to get the report on the desk, and was going to go to the laboratory to continue researching those modified people later, so she didn't see some unusual expressions on Sasuke's back.

"But it is not difficult to bring the dead back to life."

The action of entering the glass paused for a moment.

Why did Sasuke Uchiha say such things suddenly?He still used this calm, natural tone, as if he had really seen it with his own eyes.

She hugged a stack of manuscript papers in her arms, feeling that this topic was a little dangerous, and it shouldn't happen between them, "Can you bring those reformers back?" Jia Ruozi joked, "Then I can Let Wutiao come over and take a look."

As one of the few conjurers who can use the reversal technique to heal others, Jia Ruozi has long been accustomed to playing Tai Chi with others. Only by not jumping into pits can he live a simple and comfortable life, and only by not standing in line can he be a simple doctor.

"I'm going to the lab," she hinted.

But Uchiha Sasuke didn't seem to hear what she said, sitting on the reception sofa in the office, and continued speaking slowly.

"For ninjas—"

Is Uchiha Sasuke addicted to reading comics?Could it be that Gojo Satoru stuffed him with something strange?

"With just a simple spell and the flesh and blood of the dead, we can recall the dead from the pure land, control them, and let them fight for us."

Do you really read too many comics?

The big head of the family sat back, propped his chin, and hoped that Uchiha Sasuke would become normal soon: "According to what you said, isn't spiritual seance also possible?"

"The reincarnation of the filthy earth is different from the magic of seance," Sasuke lowered his eyes, staring at his fingertips, his expression was a bit obscure, "The reincarnation of the filth can only temporarily obtain the ability of the conjurer during his lifetime through the medium of himself; while the reincarnation of the filth It is to recall the soul of the dead, as long as the spell is not lifted, the dead will never rest in peace, and can only fight endlessly under the drive of the caster."

"Imagine," Kazuko Iori couldn't leave, so he simply followed Uchiha Sasuke's words and thought, "I thought the enemy was an unfamiliar enemy, but the ones who rushed up were dead relatives, lovers... and close friends."

Is the word Uchiha used just now a bit strange, Kakashi thought.

The black-haired shikigami continued calmly: "They have the memories and ninjutsu of their lives, and their appearance and chakra are exactly the same as before, but their bodies are out of control, and every move and every move is different. It was aimed at a deadly position, so many people lost their lives because of it.”

"As long as you are impacted and your reaction is slowed down for a moment, what awaits the ninja is death."

Iiri Glass feels that this technique is even more disgusting than real people’s. There are many ninja-themed anime and manga, so she still thinks that Sasuke was probably influenced by Gojo Satoru—or coerced—to use this technique. It's funny to grow something, but the appearance of the unfamiliar word chakra makes the family a bit uncertain.

But that's too ridiculous, if there is such a technique, the association must go crazy?

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Halfway through the doctor's speech, looking at her classmates, she felt that things seemed more complicated than she had imagined.

Gojo Satoru seems to be wearing a blank mask on his face, and has been silently maintaining a posture for a while, as if all his energy is used to think about what she just said, instead of reacting to the outside world .

"Sasuke..." The white-haired man breathed out lightly. He was wearing a blindfold. When he wasn't smiling, he couldn't tell he had any other thoughts, and his voice was calm, "I probably said something else."

But that's pretty telling.

"Yes."

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The black-haired Shikigami stood up from the sofa, looked down at Iiri Goko who also stood up, his expression had always been calm, but now he was a little gentler, and he seemed to be a little nostalgic.

"Before I came here," Ieiri raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect to hear what happened to Uchiha Sasuke before, "My world fell into such a war between the living and the dead. If it weren't for the kaleidoscope illusion that can override the effect of the reincarnation of the dirt, my opponent should be Itachi."

No, why is there a bunch of things she has never heard of?Did Uchiha Sasuke weave himself into the story?

"Itachi is dead. I'm pretty sure of that. Others helped collect the body, which is why we gave others a chance to get his flesh and blood." Just tell this matter, "Fortunately, the one who appeared in front of me was 'himself', and the soul is not some strange guy, so I barely endured it."

He looked at the delicate and thoughtful expression of Jia Ruozi, pulled the corners of his mouth, walked to the window, and ended the inexplicable communication with the creaking sound of the window being pushed open: "Reversal technique The method works very well, please don't tell Gojo Satoru about the insignificant wound, besides, what I just said is just a story, there is no need to take it seriously."

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Gojo Satoru expressed his sarcasm with a loud sneer: "You don't take it seriously, do you?"

"The logic is so clear, I don't think what he said are all lies." Ikaru Nishiko said, even if they were all lies, Uchiha Sasuke's unusual attitude is worth making her confirm to Gojo Satoru.

She doesn't need to talk about the wound, but this matter must be confirmed clearly.

The conjurer stood up suddenly.

"Did Sasuke say where he went?" he asked, "I need to find him."

Jia Ruozi recalled for a moment: "Song Island."

The corner of Gojo Satoru's mouth twitched slightly, he took two steps in the office, and also stood in front of the window - facing the dark and low sky outside - Sasuke's posture before leaving this office was almost exactly the same.

"Thank you for telling me this, Nitro," the white-haired man turned his head and smiled at her, twirling his mobile phone twice between his slender fingers, "I'll bring you wine later."

Jia Ruozi looked at Gojo Satoru, "Are you going to go there now?"

Now even if you can get on the Shinkansen to Sendai, it is already late at night when you get off the train, and there is no ferry to the island at all.

Gojo Satoru spoke briskly: "That's right, Sasuke is gone, of course I'm going too, I haven't eaten Kikufu for a long time."

Before he finished speaking, Uchiha Sasuke suddenly appeared beside him.

The white-haired conjurer lowered his head slightly, not knowing what eyes were behind the blindfold, and lightly pressed his palm on the boy's shoulder.

He felt Sasuke's body tense slightly, and then relaxed again.

"I'll take you there." Sasuke said.

Jia Ruozi seized the last moment and asked his own question: "Is what you said true?"

About ninjas, ninjutsu, and the world of constant war.

"It's true." Gojo Satoru replied, "Let's go...Sasuke."

They disappeared into the office.