Curse Fighting, Sasuke Template

Yuji looked at his grandfather lying motionless on the bed, holding back his tears, and dialed the front desk of the hospital. His tone was tearful but his face was calm, "Grandpa...died."

Time soon came to the evening.

Yuji Yuji looked at the nurse and forced a smile, "Grandpa will be angry if you always look sad, and I will burn him to ashes with a smile!"

"How can you talk like that!" The nurse couldn't help but scolded.

As if he suddenly felt someone behind him, Yuji Yuji turned his head and saw Fushiguro Megumi standing in front of him.

Fushiguro Megumi didn't know when she changed into the school uniform of the technical college, and said coldly, "I am Fushiguro Megumi from Jujutsu Technical College, and I have something to say to you now."

The two walked together and came to a hall in the hospital where no one was.

"I'm in mourning!"

Yuji Yuji looked at the strange man in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I'm sorry, but the cursed item on you is very dangerous." Fushiguro Megumi sighed. He didn't know if this item was really dangerous. After all, his teacher and that guy were holding it up, and it was still unknown whether this cursed king could cause any trouble.

As he spoke, Fushiguro Megumi took out his cell phone and showed it to Yuji Itadori. The picture on the phone was a finger wrapped in a bandage.

Yuji Itadori looked at the picture and suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, I seem to have picked this thing up!"

Yuji Itadori leaned on the sofa and looked at Megumi Fushiguro in confusion, "How can such a thing be dangerous?"

Megumi Fushiguro did not get impatient, but explained lightly, "In this country, the number of unexplained deaths and missing people exceeds 10,000 per year..."

"Most of them are caused by the [curse]."

"Curse?"

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the reality." Megumi Fushiguro's face became solemn, "In schools and hospitals, it is especially easy to gather a lot of resentment. Human negative emotions are the source of curses, so many schools have [exorcism] cursed objects, and the one you got is one of them."

"It's actually an exorcism, shouldn't that be better?" Yuji Itadori raised his hand and asked.

"Listen to me." Fushiguro Megumi's face darkened, and he continued to explain, "If you store evil cursed objects, other cursed spirits will not come near. This is to fight poison with poison, but we must strengthen the seal."

"And the cursed object you got is classified as [Special Grade]. Hand it over quickly before anyone dies."

"But the cursed object is in the hands of the seniors." Yuji Itadori stood up and threw a box over, "They are going to remove the talisman tonight."

"..."

Fushiguro Megumi stared at the empty box in his hand and took a few steps back.

Then he looked at Yuji Itadori and said, "They... will die!"

On the other side, two people were walking on the road.

A white-haired, 190cm tall man wearing an eye patch was holding a bag in his hand, "Is it true, Ze, you said that the cursed king will appear tonight?"

A black hedgehog head next to him said coldly, "If I remember correctly, it should be around here. This morning, Hui called me and said that his finger was gone."

The two people were Gojo Satoru and Zenin Ze. At this moment, except for their height, there was no trace of time on their faces. Zenin Ze still had... that face. (Ghana)

"That sea urchin head who just entered school this year..." Gojo Satoru recalled Fushiguro Megumi and couldn't help but think of Shiji again, "When I saw his face, I thought of that guy back then!"

"Come on." Zenin Ze put his hands in his pockets, "Without him, could you learn to be a reversal magician?"

"Ze-chan, you're not cute at all, wuwuwu..." Gojo Satoru pretended to cry, "You were so cute when you were a child!"

"If you keep being so mean, I'll call Jie to beat you up when I get back, believe it or not? "Zenin Ze glared at Gojo Satoru, "It seems that I haven't beaten you for more than ten years, right?"

"Talking about this hurts my feelings!" Gojo Satoru laughed hastily, recalling the fear of being dominated in his school days, "Let my cute little Yuta fight with your Fushiguro Megumi, we are all men who are almost 30 years old, so let's not fight and kill each other..."

Zenin Ze: "..."

Zenin Ze found that Gojo Satoru was becoming more and more shameless. This guy was so cool when he was a child, what medicine did he take to become a funny guy?

"Let's go... We're almost there." Zenin Ze looked at the rooftop not far away and made a hand seal, "Nue!"

"Come up quickly, Satoru, stop using your damn teleportation."

"Ze wants to fly alone with me, right?, so romantic~"

Zeninze: "..."

Zeninze swore that he really wanted to kill Gojo Satoru now.

Feeling the murderous aura in the air, Gojo Satoru hurriedly sat on the back of Nue, and then the two of them flew in the sky.

Zeninze looked at the bustling night market under his feet and squinted his eyes.

Curse King... you are finally coming.

Fushikuro Megumi felt very fucked up at this time.

It was obviously just a matter of finding a cursed object and then strengthening the seal, but it slowly evolved into an event of exorcising a cursed spirit!

He looked at the cursed spirit with dense eyes in front of him, and couldn't help feeling sick, and made a hand seal, "Chimera-Sheng Beast! "

His curse power instantly rose, which was a precursor to the use of sorcerers.

A shikigami with a mask on its face, wolf claws, orange wings, and snake lower body emerged from Fushiguro's shadow, and then quickly rushed towards the cursed spirit with a twisted snake-like movement.

The cursed spirit stretched out its tentacles, which were easily dodged by the Sheng beast's twisting and turning. Then it grabbed with both hands and tore the cursed spirit in front of it in half. Then he looked at the unconscious Sasaki Setsuko next to him, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

"What is this..."

Yuji Itadori, who was outside, grabbed the railing in front of him with both hands and murmured, "Help others as much as possible..."

"【Don't be like me...】, Grandpa, should I retreat at this time? "

Yuji Itadori looked determined, then climbed over the wall and entered the school, running quickly, thinking about what his grandfather said before he died.

"I understand..." Yuji Itadori broke the window and entered the corridor where Megumi Fushiguro was. At this time, he just saw a man who was thrown out of the wall by a huge cursed spirit and vomited blood.

"Urchin head!"

Yuji Itadori looked at a snake-like monster in surprise as it turned into a shadow and disappeared, and then rushed to the rooftop outside without thinking, and began to deal with the crawling cursed spirit.

"Hey, Itadori, don't you understand? You should take those ordinary people and run now!" Megumi Fushiguro had blood on his face, and he made another seal with difficulty, "Man Xiang!"

An elephant appeared from Megumi Fushiguro's shadow, and then a large amount of water gushed out of its trunk and rushed towards the cursed spirit.

"Damn, too much cursed power is consumed! "Megumi Fushiguro's hands were shaking, and he was about to make the hand seal of the toad god to pull Itadori over, but it was obvious that his hand was broken.

Under the large amount of water, the posture of the cursed spirit began to tilt, and the dry finger tightly clenched in Itadori's hand fell out.

"Finger!" Megumi Fushiguro looked at the falling finger and hurriedly started running, trying to get the finger before the cursed spirit.

At this time, the cursed spirit seemed to have wisdom, and it got the finger before Fushiguro Megumi at a very fast speed, and then it flicked its tail and hit Fushiguro Megumi away. It grabbed Yuji Itadori and then forced the finger into Yuji Itadori's mouth.

"It's over..." Megumi Fushiguro was lying on the ground, looking at the behavior of the cursed spirit and felt strange. Why didn't it eat it itself, but feed it to Itadori...

A figure in the distance looked at Yuji Itadori's finger being fed, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"It seems that it was right to lay this cursed spirit chess piece in advance and use that guy's sorcerer to hide the remnants of the cursed power. "

The figure muttered to himself, "It's better not to waste my time to temporarily seal that person's memory, just for that time."

"They are coming..."

As if he had sensed something, the figure hurried away.

"Hehe..."

An evil curse burst out from Yuji Itadori's body, and the cursed spirit in front of him was instantly cut into many pieces of meat.

"After a thousand years..."