The strongest conjurer wants me to confess

After tasting desserts and buying special products, the two finally came to the victim's clothing store.

The victim was a 25-year-old young and beautiful lady. She went out to take out the garbage after closing the store the night before, and was assassinated by a curse spirit by the garbage can in the alley next to the clothing store. After her death, her hands were cut off.

At that time, there was an eyewitness who saw the victim's sudden death and his hands were cut off by the air. He went to report the crime and was classified as a supernatural event. Then the eyewitness became the next victim and was killed last night while taking out the garbage. His hands were also cut off.

The two victims were both clerks of the clothing store, so when Kong Xian and Gojo Satoru came to the door of the clothing store with special products, they found that the clothing store was closed.

Kongxian was carrying Strawberry Xuemei Niang, and lay on the glass window of the clothing store: "Mr. Wutiao, there are all hot items in the summer, very suitable for Wild Rose!"

It's a pity that the little sisters of Wild Rose couldn't come together, otherwise it would be a one-day shopping trip in Duwang Town.

"That skirt is very suitable for you, Kongxian!" Gojo Satoru bent down and stood beside Kongxian, poked the glass window, and pointed to a skirt hanging inside.

Kong Xian poked the glass cabinet, pointed to the other side: "It's okay, but I've been exercising recently, so the pair of sports leggings on the left is more suitable for me."

The glass clearly reflected two very serious faces discussing clothing, and after chatting for a while, Kongxian realized that he was not doing his job properly, looked away from the glass cabinet, and said seriously: "Mr. take away the curse."

"Yes." Wujo Wu straightened up and became serious, "Can you see it?"

Kong Xian wondered: "What did you see?"

"The curse is filthy."

Three big question marks appeared on Kong Xian's head.

Gojo Goku smiled: "Oh, that's right, Kongxian, you haven't even gone out to do missions yet."

Seeing the nasty smile on the corner of his mouth, Kong Xian couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Oh, also, who is to blame if she didn't go out and do the mission?

Then I heard the explanation, "As long as the spell is used, there will be traces left. This is called filth, but filth is thinner than the traces of the curse spirit, and it needs to be carefully identified."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and pressed her head: "Go, go and identify the filthy mana!"

Kongxian felt his head sink, and the voice above his head seemed to say, 'Go, Pokémon! '.

Then Pokémon Kongxian jumped out of the poke ball, she narrowed her eyes with a serious face, half bent down, like an old lady picking up reading glasses on the ground.

"I see, Teacher Wutiao, I saw it!" Kong Xian pointed to the ground excitedly, "This should be the trace left by the curse spirit, but why is it a series of footprints?"

She squatted down and made gestures with her hands: "It seems that I still wear size 42 shoes..."

Gojo Satoru looked at the traces on the ground thoughtfully. This time the task was rated as a special curse, and it was very likely that it was a curse that had never appeared before. The curse power of this series of human footprints on the ground seemed to represent what.

"Teacher, times have changed. Now the mantra spirits are also pursuing anthropomorphism, imitating humans and putting on shoes." Kongxian tugged Wujo Wu's sleeves, "Let's go, let's follow and see!"

Gojo Satoru listened and nodded, the times are advancing.

They followed the curse and walked to the dark alley within a moment, where the long string of footprints disappeared.

The dark alley is indeed a dark alley, and there is no light in it before it is dark. Kong Xian looked in from the entrance of the alley, and vaguely saw a huge trash can. This was the scene of the first crime.

"Teacher, I'll go in and see—"

Kong Xian is not afraid of the dark, she volunteered to go to find out, but before she finished speaking, a voice came from behind.

"Trash—garbage—"

Gojo Gojo was about to say something, when he saw the girl in front of him say angrily, "Teacher, this curse spirit calls you trash, this is absolutely unbearable!"

Filled with righteous indignation, she handed over all the special products in her hand to him, turned around and rushed towards the dark alley.

Gojo Satoru waved goodbye to the girl's back, leaned lazily against the wall, his two long legs staggered casually, and took out a piece of strawberry Daifuku from the bag.

Don't worry, the spell spirit inside is probably only level two or three.

The dark alley was twists and turns, and the narrow alley was filled with an unpleasant smell of garbage and rancidity. Kongxian pinched his nose with one hand and rushed into it with a bit of disgust.

"Trash—garbage—"

A strange sound surrounded the dark alley, Kong Xian squinted her eyes, already getting used to the faint light in the dark alley, she rushed towards the sound, and a gray monster with a long tail jumped out.

The monster's copper-bell-sized eyeballs rolled around, and it gave a sinister smile, and vomit-like liquid flowed out from the corner of its mouth, and it rushed straight towards Kong Xian.

Gray-green vomit was scattered in the air, and the narrow dark alley was filled with a disgusting smell. Kongxian, who was physically uncomfortable, didn't care too much, and ran away without even taking off his gloves.

——Wow, it's really disgusting!

——Don't be afraid of the sky, don't be afraid of the earth, but be afraid of the curse of Lingliu Halazi.

Although it was too embarrassing to run away from the rubbish curse spirit, she still ran away subconsciously.

She didn't want to be spat all over.

Gojo Satoru, who was leaning against the entrance of the alley, heard the movement inside, couldn't hold back his inner curiosity and looked inside, only to find that Kong Xian was engaged in a fierce chasing game with the curse spirit.

?The new combat method made the curse spirit collapse due to exhaustion?

Fortunately, the curse spirit has no brains and doesn't know how to block people. After Kongxian and it chased fiercely around the dark alley for ten laps, she actually got used to the disgusting breath.

Tsk, I didn't expect her to feel tired so soon.

She turned around abruptly, took off her gloves, raised her hands, and held her breath.

Trash mantra, who was obsessed with chasing games, caught off guard and grabbed her hand.

After hearing a dull bang, the rubbish spell dissipated in the air, leaving only a disgusting breath that lingered for a long time. Kong Xian's feet were full of sticky vomit, and she quickly took a step back.

"Garbage—garbage——" Suddenly there were voices coming from behind him one after another, and he just turned around with a chill on his back after dealing with the empty string of a garbage mantra.

Just in front of more than a dozen big mouths with sulky mouths, sticky vomit was flung in the air.

Fuck, the garbage curse spirits originally lived in groups!

She didn't hold her breath, and almost fainted on the spot.

There were explosions one after another in the dark alley, Gojo Wu counted boredly, and when the count reached seventeen, the explosion finally stopped.

The sky also gradually darkened, showing a faint blue-purple.

But even if the blasting sound stopped, the empty string still didn't come out.

He was still a little worried, so he turned and walked towards the dark alley. As soon as he turned around, he smelled a disgusting smell. He raised his hand to cover his nose and took a step back, seeing the girl walking out of the alley.

After the battle with the rubbish curse spirit, Kong Xian has no one clean body anymore, she seems to have crawled out of a garbage dump, she walked out of the dark alley with her head drooping, and her voice was mournful: " Teacher, I have been waiting for a long time."

"Those are the curse spirits produced by the unsorted human garbage. I wasted a little time sorting the garbage inside."

Seeing the miserable look on the girl's face, Gojo Satoru, who had no words of comfort in his mind, couldn't say anything to comfort him for a while, so he could only see the girl avoiding him and walked to the other side.

Kongxian leaned on the wall with one hand, patted his chest with the other, and said weakly, "Teacher Wutiao, next time I will be able to run [-] meters in one breath."

Gojo Satoru was in a trance, was he still thinking about [-] meters even if he was exorcising the curse?She deserves to be the number one student in the High School of Conjuration.

She went on to report: "Those rubbish magic spirits didn't wear shoes that were size 42, so it was concluded that they were not the ones who left behind those filthy magic powers, and the hand fetish magic spirits haven't appeared yet."

Gojo Satoru nodded: "The curse spirits you dealt with just now are only third-level curses. What we have to deal with are super-level curses."

"Hey, is hand fetishism a special curse?"

Suddenly, a white light flashed in my brain, and I raised my hand: "Teacher, I have a way to lure a snake out of its hole!"

Gojo Satoru looked at the girl who was raising her hand eagerly, and said, "Say it."

"Don't hand fetishists like to collect the hands of young and beautiful women the most?" Kong Xian raised his hand, "According to the characteristics of the victim, we have the most perfect candidate here!"

Gojo Satoru looked up at the raised hand, even though it was wrapped in a black glove, he could imagine the hot temperature inside.

If you let your students try their own risks, then forget it.

He vetoed: "Another method."

Kongxian looked serious, and fought again: "Are you really not thinking about it? If the hand fetishism is not solved as soon as possible, there will be new victims, so let's get rid of it as soon as possible!"

Although she was right, she still felt something was wrong.

Kong Xian continued to fight, and the raised hand made a thumbs up, and praised loudly: "Teacher, you are invincible!"

Gojo Satoru looked at her, although his face was a little dirty, those eyes were shining brightly under the street lights, and the words he said were also sweet from the heart.

Yes, as long as he is by her side, she will not be in any danger.

"Okay then, do as you say."

When Kong Xian heard it, a warm and healing smile bloomed on his face, and he praised sincerely: "Teacher, your hands are the most beautiful hands I have ever seen!"

"You are not only invincible, but also the youngest and most beautiful teacher!"

Gojo Satoru felt even worse in his heart, and saw a trace of apology flashing across the beautiful face of the girl in front of him, and her words were carried into his ears with the evening wind, especially clear.

"Teacher, as long as you wear a women's wig, you will be the youngest and most beautiful woman! Your white and slender hands will definitely attract the hand fetish mantra!"

Kong Xian looks like Gojo Satoru expectantly, but it is difficult to distinguish any emotion from his expressionless face.

She really thinks that Teacher Wutiao's hands are the most beautiful in the world.