Half a month later.
Moon surface.
In the middle of a gray-white crater, Wangchuan sat cross-legged on a flat rock.
Wangchuan suddenly opened his eyes.
"It's done."
He lay down for a while, then slowly sat up and moved his neck, making a cracking sound in his joints.
There are already three moons in the body at this time, and they are also the anchor points of the three worlds.
He stood up, walked to the edge of the crater, and looked down at his feet.
The surface of the moon is embedded with a thin, almost invisible light film, purple-black in color, with lines slowly flowing through the film, like blood vessels.
underlying code.
He directed all the negative emotions emitted by humans in this world to this thing, letting it slowly absorb and digest underground.
In this way, no new Cursed Spirit will be born on earth.
At the same time, feed yourself back.
The old batch of Cursed Spirit has almost been cleared, and new ones will not come again.
Jujutsu Sorcerer This career was cut off from its roots.
He stood on the edge of the crater and looked at the earth from a distance. It was blue and white and hung on a black velvet-like background. It was very beautiful.
But it should be more beautiful if transformed into the earth.
After looking at it for a while, Wangchuan's eyes darkened.
Jackie Chan Adventures That world.
Heavenly Dao gave him the shackles.
He raised his right hand and clenched his fist. There was power beating in his palm. It was very powerful, but not enough.
The shackles were still there, he could feel them, entangled deep in his soul, loosened a little, but not broken.
"You have to get stronger quickly."
"You can't keep being his pawn."
The words just fell.
The air behind him cracked, and black mist poured out.
Two dots of red light up in the dark fog.
A voice came from inside, with a very respectful tone.
"Uncle."
Wangchuan turned his head and glanced at the shadow in the black fog.
Drago.
His eldest nephew.
"Are you done there?"
The shadow in the black mist swayed, as if nodding.
"Done."
Drago's voice contained an irrepressible sense of pride.
"This world, with the help of my father Arlong, has been completely ruled by me."
"Those superheroes, kill those who can kill, and contain those who can. However, there are a few thorns hiding in corners that dare not show their faces."
"I came over to ask you when you will be back."
Wangchuan looked at him and smiled.
Drago's respect for his uncle is genuine, and he knows the reason for it.
First, he released Xiao Long from Hell, giving him a way to survive.
Second, he gave Xiao Long a world to rule.
Third, and most importantly, he is very strong now.
Xiao Long Although I don't often say this, every time I come to report, I can't hide the fear in those two red eyes.
He had met Uncle Tso Lan before, but Tso Lan at that time was not so strong.
Now this one is so strong that he doesn't even dare to think about testing it.
"Soon."
Wangchuan withdrew his gaze and looked at the earth again.
"It's almost done here. Let's finish up and go back soon."
"Okay."
The shadow in the black mist took a step back.
"Then I'll go back and look over there first, waiting for uncle to come back."
"Hmm."
The black mist closed, the cracks closed, and the moon's surface returned to silence.
Wangchuan stood on the edge of the crater for a while, then turned around and took a step towards the earth.
A small piece of rock under his feet shattered into powder, and he disappeared completely on the surface of the moon.
One month later.
Tokyo, Jujutsu High.
Jujutsu High has no class today.
The whole school is having a party.
There are more than a dozen long tables on the playground, and they are piled with food, ranging from sushi to fried chicken to cakes.
"Miwa! That's mine!"
"Alas~~"
Students were running around, carrying plates, drinks, and cell phones, making it as noisy as a vegetable market.
Yuji Itadori was blocked in a corner.
The one blocking him is eight
There were nine men, ranging in age from their early twenties to their forties, some wearing suits.
Some were wearing T-shirts, some were smoking cigarettes, and some were gnawing on chicken drumsticks. They surrounded him, with expressions on their faces that said, "You kid can't run away."
Choso stood behind eight people, leaning against the wall, folding his arms, with a smile on his face like he was watching a show.
"Yuji."
The leader Choso patted Itadori on the shoulder with a serious look on his face.
"Call me brother."
Itadori opened his mouth.
"... Huh?"
"Call me brother." Eso also came up, holding a chicken drumstick in his hand.
Lanxiang also came over and said with a smile.
"The nine of us are all your brothers, arranged from oldest to youngest. I am the fourth, so you can just call me fourth brother."
Itadori took a step back and hit his back against the wall.
"Wait a minute, where did you come from!?"
"This... it's a long story, but we are your brothers."
"I don't have a brother."
"Now there is."
Lao Qi Sanxiang squatted on the ground and ate chicken wings, raised his head and glanced at him, his mouth full of oil.
"Ninth brother, stop being stubborn and accept your fate."
"Big brother, they have all arranged. I am the seventh, you are the tenth, and the youngest one. From now on, I will just pay my brothers New Year greetings during the holidays."
Itadori's mouth twitched twice.
"When did I turn ten?"
"Starting today."
The third child Kechizu brought a drink from the side and handed it over.
"Come, tenth brother, have a drink."
Itadori took the drink with an expression on his face as if he had swallowed a fly.
Next to me, Kugisaki was laughing so hard that he couldn't get up from his squatting position on the ground. He was holding up his cell phone to take pictures and shouting.
"Call Itadori! Call big brother! Call quickly!"
"Yes Yuji!"
Satoru Gojo also made noises.
Megumi Fushiguro stood beside him, with the corners of his mouth raised.
Mai was chatting with his sister. The relationship between the two seemed to have improved due to some changes in the Zenin Clan.
"That's great."
Toge Inumaki leaned next to Panda and smiled.
At this time, there was another Harmony Box on his mouth.
Kinji Hakari appeared out of nowhere and put his arm around Itadori's shoulders.
"Oh, it turns out you have nine brothers. I'm disrespectful."
"Senior Sheng, please don't cause trouble."
"No more trouble, no more trouble, I just want to see how you call me brother."
Roro Hoshizaki was next to him and also smiled.
"It's quite interesting."
The other side of the playground.
Yu Haibara was holding a plate of fried noodles and chatting with Riko Amanai.
"Riko, how have you been lately?"
"It's okay, I'm just going to school. Teacher Gojo comes to have lunch occasionally, but he empties the refrigerator every time."
Kuroi Mari looked at Riko Amanai quietly.
"It's good to be alive, Riko."
Rika Orimoto and Yuta Okkotsu are sitting at a table. Okkotsu is peeling shrimps for Rika, peeling one and feeding the other.
Rika ate one and glanced at Okkotsu.
"Yuta, you eat too."
"You eat first."
"I can't eat that much."
"I'll eat if I can't finish it."
Rika smiled.
Aoi Todo stood in the middle of the playground, holding a glass of juice in his hand and talking loudly.
"My best friend! Yuji Itadori! Today I want to toast him! For the friendship of our men!"
No one paid attention to him.
But he didn't care and did it himself.
Satoru Gojo also sat down at this time, sitting together with Shoko Ieiri.
"Hey, Wu."
"?"
"Do you think Geto will change?"
Satoru Gojo thought for a while and revealed that now that all human negative emotions are gone, maybe he will really change.
But the words are still careless.
"Who knows..."
As he spoke, his eyes turned to Wangchuan.
Wangchuan was sitting on a bench in the corner of the playground, a little far away from the crowd, holding a cup of tea in his hand and taking a sip.
Utahime Iori sat next to him, also holding a glass. He didn't drink much and kept looking at him.
I watched it for a while.
Wangchuan turned his head and met her gaze.
"What's wrong?"
Utahime Iori put down the cup, rubbed his hands on his knees, thought for a while, and then spoke.
"Are you leaving?"
Wangchuan looked at her and didn't answer immediately.
"Hmm."
He put the cup on the bench.
"But will be back soon."
Utahime Iori looked at him and smiled, very lightly.
"You've said this several times."
"This time it's true."
"When did you say it was false?"
Wangchuan smiled and did not answer.
Utahime Iori lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
"Go ahead."
"Don't take too long."
Wangchuan stood up and looked back at the people still having the party.
Itadori is still being surrounded by nine brothers calling her big brother, Kugisaki is still filming, Megumi Fushiguro is standing next to him watching the show, and Kinji Hakari is still causing trouble.
Okkotsu is peeling shrimps for Rika, Haibara and Riko are chatting, and Todo is shouting about friendship between men.
He looked away.
"Let's go, wait for me."
"Well, I'll wait for you."
Utahime Iori nodded.
Wangchuan disappeared on the spot, leaving no ripple in the air.
Utahime Iori sat on the bench, looked at the empty seat next to him, and looked down at his belly.
He gently covered it with his palm, as if he was afraid of disturbing anything, so he only dared to rub it back and forth very lightly twice.
"What an idiot."