At the beginning, the strongest 5T5 was stabbed

Chapter 122 Exposure

Feng Lin exposed

Gojo Satoru has been away for a long time.

Shi Er didn't have anything at the Zenyuan's house, but Gojo Wu dug out a pile of broken bowls, and finally took them away without any distaste.

Zhipiren of the Zen Academy stood in the deserted courtyard, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

lover...

Such a thing……

He stretched out his hand and squeezed the center of his brows, feeling that he had a terrible headache, he knew that he had heard correctly, and Gojo Satoru's behavior was also telling him the truth of all this, but...

"Are you still alive?" the person directly next to the Zen Academy murmured, perhaps, even Shi Er is not dead.

"Father." Zenyuan Naoya walked over with big strides.

He still looks arrogant, even in the face of his own father, his identity as the son and future heir of the Chanyuan family has formed his current arrogant character.

"Where did you go just now?" Zhibi of the Zen Academy asked with a cold face.

"I'm practicing." Zenyuan Naoya said, looking at the courtyard, his eyes almost burst into flames: "Who moved Mr. Shi'er's courtyard?"

He has always maintained it carefully, even forbidding the servants to come in, obviously protecting it so well, but now... who is rummaging through Mr. Shi'er's yard!

"It's Wujo Wu."

Zenyuan Naoya was taken aback for a moment, but didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the Zhipi people of the Chanyuan frowned. He knew his son's temper and his admiration for Shier, so he immediately became suspicious: "Has Shier come to look for you?"

Zenyuan Naoya shrank his pupils, "Father, do you know?"

The person directly adjoining the Chanyuan immediately understood that the guy was indeed not dead.

Just to put it bluntly, if there is such a relationship with Wujo Wu, how could Wujo Wu kill him?

"If he comes to you again in the future, keep a distance from him." It's not that Fu Heisher is looked down upon by the Zhipi people of the Buddhist monastery, but he is a "dead man" after all, and he is still entangled with Gojo Wu. His stupid son will only be caught if he gets close to him. Play to death.

Zenyuan Zhizai was full of displeasure, and said loudly: "Why should I keep a distance from him? He is from our Zenyuan family!"

"He's not there anymore."

"I don't agree, as long as I don't agree, he is a member of the Chanyuan family!" Chanyuan Naoya shouted to his father: "You don't understand at all, Mr. Shier is very powerful, even if he has no magic power, Mr. Shier is the strongest !"

He likes Shi Erjun!

That person is so powerful, why can't he stay in the Chanyuan family?

This damn rule... Zenyuan Naoya clenched his fists tightly, and when he becomes the head of the family, he will definitely change all those messy rules!

The person directly next to the Buddhist monastery rubbed his temples. He really hated this useless thing, and told him: "If you have time, go and see your two cousins."

"Cousin? Who is it?" Zenyuan Naoya looked like he didn't pay attention to anyone.

"Maki and Maki."

"The two of them? They don't even have the qualifications to serve me. Now they serve a waste, and need me to visit? Don't be ridiculous, you just want me to see that brat, don't you really think that brat can Can you withstand the wind and waves?" Chanyuan Naoya sneered.

Zhibi of the Zenyuan had to tell him: "Fu Heihui is the successor of the ten kinds of shadow magic. No matter what the future of the Zenyuan family is, it is not a bad thing to make friends with him."

Besides, as long as you have a good relationship with Fu Heihui, you can also be considered as a good friend with the Wutiao family, which will be very beneficial to the development of the Chanyuan family in the future.

Zhipi from the Chanyuan felt that he could understand these things. After all, Zhizai was not young, and the education he received from childhood was enough for him to see through many things.

It's a pity, maybe it's disdain, or maybe it's because they really don't understand, Zenyuan Naoya has no intention of making friends with each other.

"I'm going to kill him." Chanyuan Naoya clenched his fists.

The person directly next to the temple frowned, and his tone was a little harsher: "Zaozai!"

Zenyuan Naoya didn't want to discuss these anymore, and said loudly: "Make arrangements, I want to participate in the rating of the first-level magician!"

The person directly next to the Buddhist monastery was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "A first-level conjurer?"

"Yes, a first-class magician!" Chanyuan Naoya raised his chin proudly, he wants to challenge by leapfrogging!

……

Is that... gin?

Looking at Fuheshier who was sleeping in the snowdrift, Qin Jiu quickly walked over, trying to pull him up but found nothing.

His hand penetrated the child's thin body.

what happened?Supernatural or conjurer?

Gin is very sure that the poor person who is sleeping in the snow at this moment is Fu Heisher when he was a child, which is too easy to identify.

Fuheshier was not that big when they first met, although it was a little bigger than now, but the outline was similar.

Thin and handsome, completely different from the adult Fuheshier, but impressive.

"Fu Heisher!" Qin Jiu called him, but there was no response.

Not reality, is it memory?

Gin gave up shouting, and waited quietly for him to wake up, even though he knew that Fuheshier would not die at this age, he was still very upset.

Damn, no one cares about this kid?

He looked around, it was obviously a big family, he even saw a few servants passing by the door, but no one stepped into the dilapidated courtyard to take a look.

"Me? It's just a bit unsatisfactory at home."

Qin Jiu suddenly thought of what Fu Heisher had said when he mentioned home for the first time, and immediately cursed.

Damn, is this the so-called unsatisfactory?

This is clearly abuse!

It seemed that he was full of sleep, the child got up from the ground, Qin Jiu heaved a sigh of relief and quickly followed him, but he didn't call him again.

"Master Zhipiren, it's me." Zen Yuan Shier walked outside the Zhipiren's door, not daring to go in directly.

"Come in."

Zenyuan Shier just walked in, and Qin Jiu's body pierced through the wooden door, and followed him in.

A few sweet potatoes were roasting on the stove, Shi Er sniffled before entering the Zen courtyard, and then quickly looked away from the sweet potatoes.

"Don't let the stove go out at night, I'm going to sleep." Said the Zhibi of the Zen Academy.

Zenyuan Shier quickly asked: "The sweet potato..."

"If you don't want to eat it, you can take it to deal with it." Nobody turned back until the monastery was adjoined.

Zenyuan Shier blinked and looked in the direction of the stairs.

He is not a fool, from the ginger soup at noon to the sweet potato at night, he has already felt the care of the Zhipi people of the Buddhist monastery.

Are you concerned about him?

Even though he had already thought of this point, Zenyuan Shier didn't dare to confirm it. Maybe it was his own sentimentality. After all, who would care about a waste?Or maybe, this is simply a play on him by Mr. Zhipiren?

Gin looked at it with complicated emotions. It was obviously just a piece of roasted sweet potato. Although he knew something about Fu Heisher before, he never thought that he would be so careful about a piece of roasted sweet potato.

Is the Chanyuan home a magic den?Why be so harsh on a small child?

"Have you always lived like this before?" Qin Jiu murmured.

Of course, no one responded.

Gin slowly sat down, sitting back to back with Fuheshier, but couldn't feel each other's warmth at all.

Qingyaju.

No one will keep watching the shell of the first phase and one shock. Taking advantage of Mikazuki Zongjin going out to perform the mission, Feng Lin secretly ran into the place where Jiro Tachi was.

There may be dangers, but he came here to pursue the truth, and he must not disappoint the teacher no matter what.

"Jiroden, Jiroden, are you there?" Feng Lin asked as he entered.

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice came from behind, which really startled Feng Lin.

Feng Lin patted his small chest and turned around, whispering, "Jiroden, so you are here."

"What do you want from me?" Jiro Tachi was wearing gorgeous eyeliner, wearing a gorgeous red dress, obviously dressed up as a woman, but took a sip of wine boldly.

Seeing that Jiro Tachi's face became more and more flushed due to drunkenness, Feng Lin quickly explained the reason for coming: "Actually, I have been in this Honmaru for a while, but I always feel that there is something about Sankayueden hiding from me."

"It's for your own good that he doesn't let you know."

Feng Lin was taken aback. Looking at what happened last time, he thought that Jiro Tachi and Mikazuki Zongjin were at odds, but he didn't expect him to speak for Mikazuki Zongjin.

"In this Honmaru, the sooner you come, the more you bear. I hate that kind of burden, so Sankayueden has become the one who bears everything. Do you understand when I say this?" Jiro Tachi looked into Fenglin's eyes.

Feng Lin subconsciously turned his head away, but Jiro Tachi immediately pinched his chin and turned his head back again.

"You want to know the truth about this Honmaru? Ichiden, are you really ready to carry it together?" Jiro Tachi asked with a smile.

Feng Lin's body froze, and even his tone became much stiffer: "Get ready!"

Jiro Tachi stared into his eyes, seeing all the embarrassment and timidity in those eyes.

He let go of his hand and shook his head, "No, you're not ready."

Blame him!

Feng Lin was secretly annoyed in his heart, all blamed him for his poor acting skills, and his timidity was seen.

Immediately afterwards, Jiro Taidao said suddenly: "You are not your first phase hall."

Feng Lin was taken aback, and stared at Jiro Tachi with wide eyes.

Jiro Taidao put the body sword on Fenglin's shoulder, and his tone became cold: "Where is the first stage hall? Who are you?"

At this moment, Feng Lin almost stopped breathing, how could it be possible!

He had obviously fooled the shrewd Mikazuki Munechi, and Jiro Tachi was obviously just a drunk, right?How could he not even fool such a drunk!

"Are you surprised? Do you think you won't be seen through? You are too far away from the first phase hall." Jiro Tachi moved closer, and their noses almost touched.

Jiro Taidao's golden eyes faded from drunkenness, and there was a kind of divine transparency.

Gradually, that kind of transparency became tainted with personal emotions and a strong killing intent.

"Coward, where did you get the first phase of the palace?"

Feng Lin, whose identity was seen through, regained his composure after the initial guilt. He sneered and admitted: "Yes, I am not a one-shot, but do you dare to kill me?"

After speaking, the soul was transformed, and the soul that belonged to the first phase was released by Feng Lin.

"Jiroden." Feeling the body sword of Jiro Tachi on his neck, he asked in a daze, "What are you going to do?"