I'm practicing ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

One person saw Xia Luo coming and spoke.

"Don't be so anxious."

Xia Riyue, who sensed the two's arrival, took out his repaired phone, checked the time and said, "It's not even 24:00 yet, I'm still on time."

Facing the two older sorcerers in front of him, Xia Luo smiled and narrowed his eyes; "Don't you have nice clothes? It's very hot to wear like this in summer, with long sleeves and long pants, and a white cloth strangled around the waist. How are you going to the toilet? Won't you feel uncomfortable?"

"..."

The two were speechless after being questioned by Xia Luo. They clenched their fists unconsciously, but then they remembered that they couldn't beat him. They loosened their clenched hands and reached out to grab the boy in front of them, saying, "Don't talk so much. Just follow us from now on."

"well."

Xia Luoluo did not resist. When his right hand was grabbed, he continued to ask, "How strong is the Directorate? Can I walk sideways? If I can, please let me have some free time and give me a lot of money so that I can spend my old age in peace."

"..."

At this moment, the two of them wished they could shut Xia Luoshe's mouth. Is this something a human can say?

It’s not that Xia Luoche suddenly changed his personality, but that he has always had a bad taste. At this moment, he just felt it was fun and was playing a little joke on them, but these jokes were just what he thought in his heart.

As the three people left the training ground, the lights in the principal's office were turned off shortly afterwards.

……

"Squeak..."

As the somewhat old wooden door opened, Xia Luoluo was led to the Jujutsu General Manager's Office by the two men. Inside the room, sat the top Japanese Jujutsu executives;

It would be more accurate to say that it is a group of old houses rather than the General Administration of Spells. Perhaps those people are nostalgic and only feel safe when living in a house from the last century.

"Come in, the adults are waiting for you inside."

Xia Luoluo glanced at the two of them and walked in; as the door behind him slowly closed, the boy began to watch the situation inside.

This is a long corridor with red pillars erected on both sides. The corridor is hollowed out at a height of about 1.5 meters from the ground. Lighted candles are placed inside, which looks mysterious and weird, giving people a sense of déjà vu as if they have entered a church.

Going deeper along the path lit by candles, Xia Rishe did not turn on the Sage Mode to spy on what those senior executives looked like, because he could kill them at any time at this moment.

The most important thing is that there is no point in spying on them. If you want to find out where they live, just ask Gojo Sensei. As the head of the three major families, this information must be easy for him to get.

"pat-"

The sound of footsteps spread and echoed in the silent corridor. A young man with a black backpack walked slowly forward. It was already one o'clock in the morning.

"Snapped--"

When they reached the end, Xia Rizhuo stood in the middle of five barriers. The light above his head illuminated his figure, and the indifference on his face was fully revealed at this moment.

"Here we go, summer sunset."

A serious voice came from the barrier in front of him. Xia Luoluo nodded and said, "Well, as agreed, I'm here."

"It's not your fault what happened to the Kamo family. We will never impose the accusation on you if they deserve it. We let you be under our management to prevent you from going astray..."

As if comforting a child, the old man behind the barrier was full of concern in every word he said.

Xia Riyue listened silently, not knowing what to say. After all, he really couldn't kill them. The high-ranking sorcerers had a huge influence in the Japanese sorcery world.

These words, which were like political hypnosis, went in one ear and out the other for Xia Luoche. Although he was 16 years old, it did not mean that he had an IQ of 16. Although he sometimes did things without thinking, wasn't this what people of this age should have?

He also knows the teaching theory of giving a candy after a stick, and he is even better at it than them, except that his theory is a little dark. However, this is just a microcosm of this society.

Seeing that Xia Luoluo's eyes showed no emotion, the man behind the barrier simply stopped talking and cursed in his heart: "Damn it, does this kid never take the Kamo family seriously? I haven't seen any remorse in his eyes after saying so much."

He coughed and said, "We are still considering your special upgrade assessment. If you perform well..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Xia Luoluo waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I don't care too much about this evaluation. I'm quite introverted and don't like to be too prominent. Give the special grade to others. I think Dongtang Aoi is good."

"..."

This stunned the old man who was originally planning to bribe him with fame, fortune and status, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

This young man is like a mirror, he has no desires or requests, he has the ability but he does not pursue a higher status...

"Well, I'll just say it straight."

The old man at the side spoke in a rather sharp voice, "We have arranged a mission for you, an overseas mission. As long as you can complete it successfully, you will be the fourth special-grade sorcerer in Japan."

"..."

Xia Luo looked over. There were not many days left until the exchange competition. This overseas mission...

Although he was a little reluctant to accept it, considering that he had "Aku" and could cross the country at any time, it would not be particularly difficult to come back. Besides, there were only so many cursed spirits in Japan, and there were only a few special-grade ones. He had defeated half of them alone, but the points were still far from enough. Perhaps going abroad to strengthen his own strength was the best choice at the moment.

He asked, "What mission?"

"Go to China to retrieve the 'Special Grade Cursed Tool' 'Amenakiboko'."

"..."

Looking at the silent summer sunset, the old man with a sharp voice continued, "It won't be too long. We have already found out where he is. He is in the hands of Lu Xiaoyao, a top-grade Chinese sorcerer. And this spell tool originally belonged to our country. I just want you to take it back and return this lost 'top-grade spell tool' to our country. There won't be any international disputes, I promise. If you accept it, you can leave the country tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xia Luoluo's frown relaxed, and he began to think, in the hands of a Chinese top-level sorcerer, no wonder he was called here, it turned out that no one could recover it;

There are three special-class sorcerers in Japan. Gojo Satoru and Otsutsukotsu Yuta are not to be mentioned. One of them would never pay attention to these old guys. One is in India at the moment. The other one, Kujuku Yuki, seems to be drifting in other countries. He is not too sure. He has never seen him. He is too mysterious.

Among the three special grades, only one is in China, and he is a very disobedient one. I guess they are very anxious because of the traffic jam.

The most important thing was that he smelled a profitable opportunity: "I'll take it, but I want the ownership of that special-grade cursed tool."

That’s right, Summer Sunset Lion opened his mouth wide and wanted to take the special grade spell tool for himself, just because no one wanted to collect it.

"impossible."

"can."

A rather aged voice interrupted, "If you can get that special-grade curse tool back, it will be yours, but you must sign a 'contract' here, which is that after your death, everything you own will be handed over to the person with the highest authority in the Japanese curse world."

"can."

Very decisively, Xia Rilu did not hesitate at all, with a creepy smile on his face, as if the devil had signed a contract with humans. This was his most simple smile;

Because he is "immortal" and his soul is immortal, there is no way he will die. The ownership of this special-grade cursed tool now belongs to him.

Chapter 187 Arrival in China

"Someone will come to pick you up at the airport tomorrow, with the cursed tool."

The old man glanced at the backpack behind Xia Luo, paused, and continued, "It may be a bit troublesome to bring special-grade spell tools into other countries. We will prepare the entry procedures for you, and the rest is up to you to handle. If everything is fine, you can leave."

"Well, it's not a big deal."

Xia Luoluo nodded. In fact, even if he knew in advance that there was a sorcerer who possessed special-grade spell tools, it would be difficult for him to pass through because that was illegal entry and he would be wanted. If conditions permitted, he would definitely enter the country through normal means, after all, he was a sorcerer.

Special grade spell tool...

He would never think that there were too many of these things no matter how many he had. After all, he had practiced them before, so his hands would not be too unfamiliar with them.

As Xia Rishui left, the old man with a sharper voice said, "Why give it to him? You know, that special-grade cursed tool almost killed Gojo Satoru in Shinji's hands. If we give it to him, won't it get out of our control faster?!"

"It was just a defective piece. Who knows if the effect of 'forced cancellation of activated rituals' is still there. It was taken away by Gojo Satoru and sealed abroad.

This is a small game. His remains will belong to us after his death. Could it be that the broken special-grade curse tool is not as important as the secret in his body?"

After the man finished speaking, everyone else smiled, as if both sides felt they had gained something, but not completely.

What Xia Rishui might get is a special-grade cursed tool that has no effect at all; and the high-level curse masters will never get his body unless someone can kill him.

[August 8, 7:8]

"The flight from Tokyo to Beijing has started checking in..."

At the bustling Tokyo airport, Xia Luo looked at the flight and then stood up, holding his passport, Japanese first-class sorcerer certificate, ID card and bank card, carrying a black messenger bag, a black cap on his head, and the same old-fashioned sunglasses as Gojo Satoru;

The black mask concealed his face, as well as the immortal sign on his face. Perhaps this was the first time he went abroad in his life, which made him quite excited, and he followed the crowd heading to Beiqi.

"Then I'll be leaving first, Summer Sunset."

A woman with dyed blonde hair and wearing a suit waved goodbye and left. Her name was Akira Nitta, and she was the assistant supervisor of the Jujutsu High School, and the person who had brought Xia Luo all the way here.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Come pick me up at six o'clock. Bye."

Xia Riyue waved and then followed the crowd to check the ticket;

Back home?

I do have this feeling. After all, I was in China in my previous life. But it was only my previous life. In this cursed world, I might not be able to find the same people at all. We are just in the same country and speak the same language.

Without familiar people, there is naturally no sense of belonging. It’s just like when you go traveling, you are obviously traveling around China, so how can you find a sense of belonging?

can't find...

"I'm going back home. I was planning to travel to Okinawa, but the city was suddenly locked down. It's terrible."

The accented Chinese sounded in his ears. Xia Luoluo turned his head and saw that he was alone. He thought of talking to him in Mandarin, which he had not spoken for more than a year, and said:

"Sir, is there anything fun in Beiyi?"

"A joke?"

The man saw Xia Rishu's face, which was covered tightly, but black lines were still visible in the uncovered areas. However, he didn't care. After all, everyone has privacy. He said, "Young man, your Mandarin is quite standard. Where are you from?"

"Japan."

Xia Luoche smiled slightly. Although he couldn't be seen smiling because of the mask and coat, one could tell from his tone that he was very happy at the moment. This was also the first time he spoke Chinese to someone.

After crossing.

"What?"

The man looked at Xia Luoluo in surprise. He spoke Mandarin with an accent. He then coughed and corrected his pronunciation, "First time in China? Little brother?"

"Well... not really. It's my first time going to Beiyi."

Xia Luoluo scratched his head.

"I see, your Mandarin is pretty standard. Come on, repeat after me, 'Eat grapes without spitting out the skins; don't eat grapes without spitting out the skins.'"

"..."

"Just kidding, just kidding."

Although the man couldn't see Xia Luo's expression, he knew from the trembling of his eyes that he was speechless at the moment: "Where is fun? If you insist, in my opinion, nowhere is fun. I can take you to taste the local food that is so expensive."

"That's it..."

After checking their tickets, the two left the ticket gate and came to the runway of the airport. Because it was a first-class cabin, he did not have to wait in line, but was "led" in by the beautiful flight attendant;

Before boarding the plane, Xia Rizhuo looked up at the blue sky, formed a spell with his right hand, and then entered.

Invisible to the naked eye, above the clouds, a bird with a milky white body was flying, just above the plane;

This is the "Flying Bird" that sets in summer, which is specially used to transport the "Breaking Wave Blade" into the country. The flight will take more than four hours, and it will follow the whole journey;

Under normal circumstances, the magic stored in the clay cannot support it to cross the sea. After all, he is only two meters tall when his wings are spread. The same is true for larger creatures. Although there are more magic stored in it, his own weight plus the consumption of flapping his wings every time cannot be underestimated.

It is no better than a small one. Once its magic is exhausted, it will fall to the bottom of the sea with the Wave-Breaking Sword, but Xia Luoye has his own plan for this.

As for the "bird" in the cross-body bag, no matter how much you test it with a machine, it is made of clay and can naturally be taken on an airplane. It is of the same nature as a figure.

It's really strict... Weapons cannot enter the country normally.

Arriving at the first-class cabin on a summer sunset, I ordered some fruits from the flight attendant and enjoyed the moment, looking at the scenery outside through the glass. I don’t know if I’m used to it, but I’m a little reluctant to leave suddenly. I’m over the journey…

As the plane entered the runway and began to take off, Xia Rizhu raised his right hand and performed a spell. A "white eagle" appeared from the clouds in the sky and chased after the gradually accelerating plane.

The plane took off normally.

"Puff-"

Under the azure sky, a large white bird was paralleling the slowly ascending plane. All this was within the perception of a summer sunset.

The descending "Golden Eagle" slowly fitted into the back of the plane. Made of clay, it had plasticity. Its wings stuck tightly to the back of the plane. As they merged, its sharp hooks scraped the surface of the plane, creating a small incarnation as a foothold. It then rode this hitchhiker to China, preserving the magic in its body.

After doing this, Xia Luoche breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was hijacking a plane. After all, as long as he shouted loudly, everyone on the plane would be killed, except him.

As for whether there were other magicians, Xia Rishe had no idea. He did not use the Sharingan to observe, and was too lazy to do so.

Because I have already seen the beautiful scenery in the sky, the moment I look back, it becomes boring. These four hours are long and short at the same time.

It feels long because of the expectation in your heart, and it feels fleeting because you fell asleep.

……

"The plane is about to land, please return to your seats and fasten your seat belts..."