i made a fortune from cursing

Shenqi and Goujuan looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

The collar was pulled off by the dog roll, and a low and hoarse voice rolled out from the tip of his tongue.

"Stop."

Fu Heihui's raised leg was stagnant in the air, and Shenqi quickly arrived in front of him.

He grabbed Fu Heihui's tie, and was a little distressed about how to take it off.He tried to pull hard, but found that this method would not work.

"Who are you?" Fu Heihui's words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.

"God prays." He directly reported his name.

The mantra flowed in the body, and Fu Heihui moved his fingers, trying to break free from the shackles of Gou Juan Ling.

Shenqi still couldn't figure out how to untie the tie.

Fu Heihui's hand suddenly raised, holding Shenqi's wrist firmly, trying to force him to put down his tie.

Seeing this, Gou Juan said without hesitation, "Loosen—open!"

There was a hint of hostility in his eyes looking at Fu Hei.

After using the language twice, Goujuan felt discomfort in his throat and coughed lightly.

When Shenqi heard the cough, he immediately took out the throat syrup placed in the panel space and gave it to the dog roll.

He wants to collect the ingredients as soon as possible, and make "San Xian Mantra Spirit Soup" for Gou Juan to relieve the impact of every time he uses the mantra.

Shenqi cut to the chase and said directly: "Can you take off your tie and give it to me?"

Fu Heihui retreated a few meters away from them: "No."

He looked at Gou Juan vigilantly, preventing him from using the spirit of speech on him again.

Conjurer, what an annoying guy.

He couldn't help but think of his nominal guardian—Gojo Satoru.

"What does the conjurer come to Pujiandong Middle School?" Fu Hei asked.

"Salmon."

Shenqi forcibly held Fu Heihui, he was so strong that Fu Heihui couldn't break free at all.

"Let go!" Fu Hei said unkindly.

Shenqi shook his head: "Ji said, you want to come with us."

***

Off-campus, bakery.

God prayed for a generous treat with Gojo Satoru's money, and he bought all the cakes in the window that he was interested in.

The table for four was piled high with all kinds of cakes.

Fu Heihui said coldly: "If you want to ask about Qing Shuili, I have nothing to say."

He didn't pay much attention to who his back table was, and he didn't know how many times she had painted his back.

"Wooden fish flower."

The god who was eating the cake translated for Goujuan: "Fu Heihui, Ji has already asked the Conjuration Association and learned that Wutiao teacher is your guardian. Since this is the case, let's just say it. Have you found that Shimizu Li is cursed? gone?"

Fu Heihui was silent for a while, and said, "How did you decipher such a long paragraph from the three words he said?"

Shenqi looked up at the long message on the board with the dog curly hair, and he said casually "We have a good understanding" before continuing to eat the cake.

The cakes on the table were disappearing as fast as the naked eye could see.

Goujuan tilted his head slightly, not daring to look at Shenqi, he pulled up his collar to cover his blushing face.

Shenqi's words are still so misleading, does he really know what "heart has a heart" means?

Fu Heihui: "...I didn't see any signs of being cursed on Qingshui Li's body."

Goujuan pondered, "Dajie?"

Fu Heihui knocked on the table: "What is he talking about?"

Shen Qi looked up: "That's strange, there is no sign of a curse but he is cursed and unconscious."

"Salmon."

Shenqi raised his hand and called the waiter: "I want to pack."

Fu Heihui noticed Shenqi's coveting eyes on his tie, so he buttoned his coat and hid the tie inside the coat.

Shenqi asked again: "Can you give me your tie? I can buy it with money or exchange it with things."

If that doesn't work, he's going to grab it directly, hoping that "Mr. Fu Hei with a stunned haircut" can be more aware of current affairs.

Goujuan's hand was on the collar, as if he would immediately use his words to assist Shenqi to grab his tie if he disagreed.

Fu Heihui untied the tie and threw it to Shenqi: "The tie is for you, on condition that I will participate in the curse case about Li Qingshui."

Shenqi asked doubtfully, "Are you sure?"

Fu Hei glanced at the sketchbook where his back was drawn, and said softly but affirmatively, "Sure."

After leaving school, they went to Qingshui Li's house.

The sign posted on the entrance of the duplex building is the Yamamoto family. After remarrying with his mother, Li Shimizu did not change his surname.

It took a long time to knock on the door before getting a response.

It was Qingshui Li's mother who opened the door. When she heard that she was here to investigate Qingshui Li's case, her expression changed instantly.

She took a quick look inside and said impatiently: "Ask what you want to ask quickly, don't disturb my husband."

Through the door, Fu Heihui saw the man lying on the floor who was very drunk. He had a bunch of wine bottles in his hand. Fu Hei noticed that these wines were not cheap.

This alcoholic should be Shimizu Li's stepfather.

Qingshui Li's mother opened the door and carefully led them into Qingshui Li's room.

Li Qingshui with a peaceful face was lying on the bed, and it could be seen that someone took good care of him.

You don't need to think about who is taking care of her. It seems that Qingshui Li's mother doesn't care about her like the outside world said.

She gently helped Qingshui Li tuck the quilt, and said softly: "What do you want to know, I will tell you everything I know."

Shenqi asked: "Can you tell us what happened on the day Qingshui Li fell into a coma?"

She nodded and carefully began to recall what happened that day.

The cat at home suddenly went berserk, arching its back vigilantly towards the door, its short fur standing on end.

Shimizu Li changed into slippers, and put the bag in Xuanhuan's place.

Her long bangs covered her eyes, and she whispered quickly, "I'm back."

The drunken stepfather said impatiently: "I'll be back when I come back, why don't you hurry up and cook? Raising two children is not so easy. If you don't help, are you trying to bring down the family?"

Qingshui Li passed by her silent mother and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner in silence.

The stepfather was still scolding: "If you didn't stop me from dropping out of school, would the family have to spend more on her tuition than a huge expense? Money, money, I am not a cash machine, where can I get so much money?"

Qing Shuili looked out, the smile on her mother's face was very stiff, she silently endured her stepfather's abuse, and asked him gently: "Is it uncomfortable to drink so much?"

The stepfather swung his mother to the ground with a wave of his hand: "Go away, you prodigal son."

Shimizu Li closed the kitchen door, and the noise outside was blocked by this door.

Not being able to see or hear, she can pretend that none of this happened.

The kitchen door was pushed open and shut.

The five-year-old sister slipped into the kitchen, she is not tall now, she needs to look up to see Qingshui Li.

"Sister, is the red face on your face a slap print? Did someone bully you? I'll ask Dad to beat him up!"

Qing Shuili covered his face, shook his head and said: "No one bullies me, don't bother uncle, he is your father, not mine."

The younger sister ran out of the kitchen, and not long after, she dragged the medical kit from home.

"My sister is injured and needs to apply medicine."

Transparent drops of water fell drop by drop on the floor tiles, she endured all the way and finally couldn't help it.

She squatted down and hugged the younger sister she didn't like very much, and in the end it turned out that the person she hated cared most about her.

Just like when she was bullied by Chi Ze's gangsters before, the one who saved her was the famous delinquent boy in the class - Fu Heihui.

She thought of him climbing over the wall and appearing in front of her like a god who saved the world.

Eyes covered with tears can only vaguely see his back and the unforgettable hairstyle.

Standing in the light, he was obviously doing something unholy, but he saved her at this moment.

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Sister, wake up?"

The younger sister's cry attracted her mother, and the first thing she paid attention to was not Qingshui Li who was lying unconscious on the ground.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" The mother hugged her sister and kept reassuring her.

After this, Qingshui Li never woke up again.

From Qingshui Li's mother's narration, they didn't find anything special.

She rubbed her hands in embarrassment, and said with difficulty: "Now that we are in a situation like ours, is it possible to apply for subsidies or something like that?"

"You can afford a house like this, and the drunk people lying on the ground outside drink a bottle of wine around 20w. Do you still need to apply for subsidies under such conditions?"

Fu Heihui glanced at her, and her steady voice was as sharp as a knife, making her ashamed to lift her head.

After leaving Qingshui Li's house, they met Aida who came to find them specially.

He unconsciously buckled the strap of his schoolbag with his fingers, struggled over and over again and finally spoke.

"I don't know if this has anything to do with Qing Shui being attacked and unconscious..."

Fu Hei was the first to ask, "What's the matter?"

Aida was trembling with fear from Fukuro, no, he was indeed a bad boy, not only his hairstyle was bad, but even his aura was so bad that he was scared.

"On, the day before Qingshui Li fell into a coma, I, I saw her being forced to go to 88 Bridge to participate in the test of courage by the senior sister."

After speaking, Aida ran away.

Shenqi looked at Aida's back and said loudly: "Student Aida was scared away by Fuhei!"

Dog Roll nodded: "Salmon."

"boring."

Fu Heihui confirmed again that there is no good thing for the magician.

The same is true for conjurers who have no magic power.