The head of the Yuan family does not want to be reincarnated in the Chanyuan

Chapter 164

Until they came back from the trip, they surprisingly didn’t receive any missions during the period. On the way back, Gojo Satoru told Fu Heishuo and Xia Youjie suspiciously: “Could it be that Teacher Ye Moth’s conscience found out that we It was too hard, so you stopped the mission for us?"

"Wu, I think you think highly of Teacher Ye Moth." With a detached smile on Xia Youjie's face, he already had a faint premonition, "I think Teacher Ye Moth must have prepared some big moves to attack Waiting for us."

...What misconceptions do you have about Mr. Moth?Fu Heishuo calmly listened to the wild guesses of the two of them, and silently prepared himself mentally.You don't even think about the amount of tasks before, let alone the Chinese New Year is coming soon, we have gone on vacation for the past few days, and the tasks have already been piled up, is there any need for Teacher Ye Moth to do anything?It is out of the sympathy and pity of Teacher Noctua that we didn't arrange anything else for us.

Fu Hei* for some reason is exceptionally sensitive when it comes to work* Shuo felt that they would have to shed their skins even if they were not dead. He looked at Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie who hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter, and decided to make them happy for a while longer. , When I go back... I guess I won't be happy anymore.

Fu Heishuo showed a distressed expression when he thought of himself who had to work in the winter.

Sure enough, from the moment they stepped into the college, tasks flew towards them like snowflakes. Before Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie recovered from the joy of traveling, they devoted themselves to the task without stopping .Compared with the normal progress of the two of them, Fu Heishuo is much more irritable. As he expected, it is really difficult to go out on missions in winter, especially when he meets someone who likes to hide and seek. After the curse spirit.

Fu Heishuo, who was forced to go out due to the mission, was in a bad mood. The curse spirit was still hiding in the distance and couldn't find the shadow, so Fu Heishuo silently decided not to look for it, and chose to leave the house with a blank face. All the places as far as the eye could see were flattened, and I dragged out this curse spirit who didn't know what to do (can't you go to hibernate in the winter?!) and directly crushed it to ashes.

…very scary.After taking back the [account], the assistant supervisor looked at the place that had become ruins, and felt that there was something wrong in his perception of Fu Heishuo.He had always felt that Fu Heishuo was much, much better than Wujo Satoru, who had already lost three assistant supervisors.This is of course not his subjective assumption, but has real evidence. If you think about it, a mission can be completed perfectly every time, and there will never be any moths. A conjurer who has a problem is simply the person their assistant supervisors most want to meet.

But now it seems... the assistant supervisor quietly glanced at Fu Heishuo, who had a condensed expression, and shrank his neck silently. For the first time, he felt that Fu Heishuo's performance was really scary. He was usually a very gentle person. The task was completed. In the end, I will take the initiative to tell them that I have worked hard... It seems that Fu Heishuo has not been in a good mood recently, and his actions have become a lot rough... Did something happen?

Nothing happened.If Fu Heishuo knew the idea of ​​assistant supervision, he would definitely say this, but his mood would decrease inversely proportional to the time spent outside in winter...Of course, except for voluntary situations, and now he thinks that he can finally return to the In the warm room, the shuddering coldness lingering around him eased. After sitting in the car, he slowly picked up the cup and took a sip of the warm tea.

But sometimes the more you want something, the less you can get it.The assistant supervisor swallowed, sat in front of the steering wheel and didn't dare to look back at all, only dared to glance at Fu Heishuo's expression from the corner of his eye in the rearview mirror, and said in a trembling voice: "Master Fu Hei, just now there is another The tasks nearby have been assigned..." Probably noticed that we are nearby, and there is no need to send it to other magicians, so...

"Crack." The cup made a sound of cracking in Fu Heishuo's hands, and dense cracks covered the cup in an instant, as if it would shatter in the next second.Fu Heishuo took a deep breath, feeling his nerves throbbing.He glanced at the terrified assistant supervisor in the mirror, and barely suppressed the little flame in his heart, "It's okay, let's go, where is the mission location?"

The assistant supervisor was agitated, and after quickly answering Fu Heishuo's question, he drove to the next mission location. While driving, his body slowly relaxed. The reason was that he wanted to understand a truth. In this state of being irritable and angry, Fu Heishuo controlled himself not to pour out his anger on them... As expected, he was still the same person and had never changed, so what was he worried about?

The assistant supervisor thought so, and resumed his usual attitude. In the following period of time, the assistant supervisor finally discovered the fact that Fu Heishuo was afraid of the cold from Fu Heishuo's task performance and a series of behavioral expressions. As a result, blankets and hot water were silently added to the car, and the temperature of the air conditioner in the car was deliberately increased every time... Fu Heishuo also silently accepted the kindness of the assistant supervisor, and the atmosphere between the two became happy for a while. stand up.

The three of Fu Heishuo finally finished their overtime work the day before the Chinese New Year. They had discussed what they were going to do then, but they quarreled during the discussion. Xia Youjie said that he was going to visit the shrine, but Wutiao Wu laughed and said that they are all conjurers and still believe in such things, and the two of them went directly to the training ground to make an appointment, and now...

"I don't want to move at all..." Gojo Satoru said weakly lying on the ground, his eyes seemed to have lost their light and stared at the ceiling dully, and he lay motionless on the ground like a salted fish that couldn't turn over.

Xia Youjie was not much better either. He was lying on the table with a dark cloud floating above his head. From time to time, he could see lightning and thunder, and occasionally raindrops fell: "...Anyway, it's a week to pay homage. It can be done at any time within the period, and there is no need to rush for a while..."

Hearing what the two of them said, Fu Heishuo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then resumed his appearance of sitting on the bed and letting himself go. Since the morning, he had faintly felt that there was an important thing to do today, but he couldn't remember it. His fingers pinched back and forth on the plush pillow in his arms, and his mind became tangled into a ball of wool.At this moment, the phone ringing suddenly interrupted his thinking. He lowered his head slightly and saw Gojo Satoru reached out his hand impatiently to cut off the ringing, and after thinking for a while, he simply turned off the phone.

"How many times is this today? Are you really not going back to Wutiao's house for the New Year?" Fu Heishuo asked. He felt that Wutiaowu's phone calls hadn't stopped today, even if he was hung up. Is there any staff over there who come in shifts to call Gojo Satoru?

"I don't want it." Wujo Gou stretched his voice and curled his lips, "It's the same thing every year, so I don't want to go back to be a mascot."

"Mascot? You?" Xia Youjie raised his head and looked Gojo Wu up and down, "Are you telling a joke? It's good if you don't make a fool of yourself."

"Jie, how could you say that." Wujou turned his head and said plausibly, "I just let them move their muscles and bones, move their rigid brains, and save them from rotting and rusting when they sit there all day long .”

I really don't know whether I should sympathize with you, or sympathize with those in your family who are tormented by you to death...Xia Youjie silently glanced at Wujo Wu who was mumbling on the ground, and moved away with some disgust Eyes, forget it, it seems that they are not worthy of sympathy.

"By the way." Gojo Satoru seemed to have a good idea suddenly, and sat up with his hands propped up, "Let's go eat rice cakes."

"Although it's true that we should eat rice cakes during the Chinese New Year, I don't want to go out." Fu Heishuo replied wearily. He just wants to stay in the room until he grows old, and no one wants him to take half a step out of the room.

"You don't need to go out." Wujo Wu's eyes lit up, "I bought some equipment for making rice cakes, and we can cook and eat them ourselves." Before they could reply, he continued with his fingers, "When I bought the barbecue grill, I also gave it to you." An electric oven, and the seasonings from last time were not used up, so it can be used to bake rice cakes."

...so how much of a mess does Wu have?Fu Heishuo sighed. After all, it was the last day of this year. If he didn't go out, it would be nice to watch the Red and White Songs and eat rice cakes later, so he turned his attention to Xia Youjie: "Jie, what do you think?"

"I saw glutinous rice in the cafeteria." Xia Youjie replied irrelevantly.

The three of them glanced at each other and decided on the activities for tonight. Gojo Wu ran to get the utensils for making rice cakes. Xia Youjie went to the cafeteria to fetch the steamed glutinous rice. Fu Heishuo gathered up the sundries on the ground. , to make room for the event.

"Beforehand." Fu Heishuo said with a solemn expression, "I don't want to see a hole appear on the floor in a short while." So you hold me back a little bit.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie vowed that there would be no problems. Fu Heishuo showed doubts in this regard, thinking that every time you promise something will happen in the end, even Teacher Ye Moth is now selective about your words. I listened... Forget it, Fu Heishuo looked at Gojo Satoru who had already rolled up his sleeves and was about to start a big fight, and Xia Youjie who seemed interested, and decided not to disturb their enthusiasm, so he silently turned on the TV .

As long as they don't cause a big explosion, let them go, Fu Heishuo calmly gave up struggling.

In the background sound of the battle of Red and White Songs, Xia Youjie poured glutinous rice into the wooden mortar. Turning his head around, he saw Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes as if he didn't realize what happened, then he squatted down nervously and touched the wooden mortar with his hand, as if to see if it was cracked, and finally lifted it up to have a look He looked at the ground with a look of relief.

"Wu..." Xia Youjie hesitated to speak, "Or I'll do it." I'm really afraid that you could bring down the dormitory by making rice cakes.

"It was just that I didn't control it well the first time." Gojo Satoru loosened the pestle with his fingers, and then clenched it again, with a determined expression on his face, "I will never admit defeat." A raging fire ignited behind him .

... Why did making a rice cake play such a "hot blood" plot?Am I missing something again?Fu Heishuo looked at the afterimage of Gojo Wu's arm waving with a blank expression. With the singing on the TV, he felt that he was in an inexplicable atmosphere, and even the painting style was a bit wrong.He looked at Xia Youjie, and found that he had silently stepped back a few steps, leaned back, and couldn't bear to look straight at him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, not my problem.Fu Heishuo thought in his heart, what strange things did he see again?They all said not to substitute reality casually.

Xia Youjie took a step to the side, and found that Wujo Wu didn't notice his existence at all, so he took another step.He walked slowly to Fu Heishuo's side, and the two of them watched the rice cake gradually formed under Gojo Satoru's movements with expressionless faces, even the red and white songs on TV couldn't attract their attention.

"Completed!" Gojo Satoru carried the pestle and mortar on his shoulder, looked at the white and fat rice cake with satisfaction, turned his head and was about to show off when he saw two faces with delicate expressions, he looked at himself suspiciously, then raised his head to ask said, "What's wrong with you?"

"...It's okay." Fu Heishuo looked Gojo Wu up and down, and saw that he seemed to have returned to normal, so he was relieved, "Didn't you say you want to bake rice cakes? Are you planning to use that electric oven?"

"That's right." Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, "This way you don't have to worry about the smoke, wait for me to get it." He quickly opened the door and walked out.

After he walked out, Fu Heishuo turned his body slightly, and asked Xia Youjie, "Jie, do you know what strange program Wu watched recently?"

Xia Youjie shook his head slowly. According to his thinking, they are so busy with their tasks these days that they don't have time to watch any shows, but when he thought about Gojo Satoru... then he couldn't be sure.

"Forget it." Fu Heishuo was a little dumbfounded, although he was taken aback, but now thinking of the scene just now, he still finds it a bit interesting, "It should be recorded for Wu, and I will show it to him after a few years. I don't know what kind of expression he will show."

"If it's Wujou..." Xia Youjie thought for a while, and felt that this would not be a problem for Wujo Wu, "...with this level of black history, there is absolutely no sense of shame." Maybe he will be proud of it Yang Yang?

"That's true." Fu Heishuo suddenly laughed when he thought of Wujo Wu's character, Xia Youjie looked at the smile on his face, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes.