I'm heartbroken for my possession

I couldn't sleep because of the noise, so I could only sit up, looked at these two people, and yawned, a little helpless: "So what? There are so many Wutiao families, so it's not surprising that I'm one more?"

Xia Youjie obviously didn't think that way, and he was still in shock: "... Wutiao?! Your surname should have been Wutiao?! Wutiao Meixu?!"

"Don't call me that—I still kinda hate that last name."

"No wonder I sometimes feel that you and Wu are a bit like..."

"There's no such thing at all!" This sentence was said by Shi Er at the same time. After I finished speaking, I was stunned for a moment, and looked at Shi Er with a happy face, wanting to exchange a tacit understanding.

It's a pity that the other party didn't cooperate with me at all, and his expression was subtle and complicated, but it was somewhat similar to Xia Youjie's expression at this time.

"So the relationship between you and Gojo Satoru is..."

"He's my brother. My grandpa and his grandpa are cousins. If we count it, there are already three generations. The relationship is very small. But I have no plan to recognize relatives, so you also shut your mouths to me." It's tight." I continued to yawn and rubbed my eyes, "If you have nothing to do, go back to your own place and don't disturb my sleep. Lack of sleep is the enemy of beauty."

After I finished speaking, I continued to shrink into the bed and ignored them.

***

An hour later, at the balcony—————

"I didn't expect Meixu to be from the Wutiao family... It's really surprising." Xia Youjie said, looking at the other person, and raised the corner of his mouth, "You think so, Chanyuan Shier?"

Fuheshier glanced at him lightly.

"I remember that the Wutiao family and the Zenyuan family have been at odds with each other, right?"

"So what? I'm called Fuheshier now. And I've left the Chanyuan family a long time ago."

Xia Youjie said mockingly: "That's right, as a person who doesn't have a trace of magic power and can't exorcise the magic spirit at all, and can't be a magician at all, he couldn't stay in that kind of place."

"You who have an outstanding talent as a magician are still defeated by me..." I have heard this kind of words a long time ago, and I have been immune to it, and Fu Heisher was not moved at all, "And--I remember correctly If you don’t, it’s because I let you live a few more years because I was merciful and spared your life?”

"..." Xia Youjie's eyes suddenly became full of disgust and murderous intent. He closed his eyes and slowly suppressed his emotions. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to normal, "But... Curious, why do people like you stay here? What is your purpose?"

"Do I have any reason to leave? There is an offering to stay here, and the woman said that she will help me realize all my wishes, and she is good at making money." Fu Heisher said lazily, and glanced at the other party, "Indeed You—do you have another purpose for staying here?"

"This is beyond your control." Xia Youjie did not deny this, "The undead who will stay in this world are unwilling to be willing to face this world and still have nostalgia for this world. Although I hate this world, but I also want to see if Asakura can achieve his goal."

Fu Heisher sneered: "Kill all ordinary people?"

"You don't agree with Ma Canghao's idea at all, do you? I can't see that you have any nostalgia for life. After all, you are a person who doesn't even recognize your own son... Even your son can't recognize you. It looks like, I guess you didn't take care of him much before you were alive, right?" Xia Youjie was leaning against the wall, his tone full of inquiry, "But you are still willing to be by Asakang Mio...why? You can only be for Ma Cang Mio went there by herself, is there anything special about her that deserves your attention?"

"Xia Youjie." Fu Heisher yelled, looked over with sharp eyes, "It doesn't matter what you think, if you dare to touch her, I will kill you."

Xia Youjie was startled.Logically speaking, he should be angry at being threatened like this.

But... now...

Xia Youjie: "...you won't forget that we are all dead now, right?"

Fu Heisher: "Who cares about this."

Xia Youjie: "..." Damn it, it's like chicken and duck talking.If you communicate with this person again, he will have the surname of Asakura Mio!

***

I didn't sleep well.

I always feel that my body is very heavy and it feels like a ghost is pressing the bed... This makes me feel a little tired after waking up. A certain person is very resentful about my surname Wutiao, so he came here in the middle of the night to plot against me, right?

"Huh? What's the matter?" Fu Heisher looked over.

"It's nothing..." I withdrew my suspicious gaze, went to wash myself, cut a slice of bread and baked it for breakfast, and put on the oracle card I put aside while holding the bread in my mouth.

"The Shaman King preliminaries are about to start?"

"Well, it has actually started, but there are more people, so there will be groups now..." I stopped halfway through.

Because the oracle card in my hand sounded the sound of "Didi——".

I looked down and saw a text message displayed above.

"Ah, the first group of the preliminaries has come out." I looked at the oracle card and said, "The location is the Rainbow Bridge...the opponent is...Fast VIII?"

***

I have a little impression of this Fast VIII.

When I posted a post asking for help on the exclusive forum of psychics, he was the first one to reply.

... I didn't expect to be guessed right by me. This guy really put his life on it!

But at ten o'clock tonight, the Rainbow Bridge... Hiss—is it really all right?

The movement of the psychic fighting is not small. I don't know if the Paqi tribe is reliable. In case of any damage to the Rainbow Bridge, the organizer of the Paqi tribe should compensate for it?

Really, why do you make it look like a cartoon, every time you fight, you have to go to places like the Rainbow Bridge, Tokyo Tower, etc.?Ordinary people are right that they cannot see spirits, but they are not blind!

I resented in my heart, but since it was stipulated by the organizer, I will definitely not break the rules.

When the battle time was about to start, I slowly came to the location.

The opponent is already there.

The other party was wearing a large white coat, a yellow scarf, and a white top hat, and was carrying a large box in his hand.

From the hair protruding from the brim of the hat, it can be seen that it is blond hair, and the name... It looks like a foreigner. I don't know why I came to Tokyo to participate in the competition.

He's tall, but his coat looks bulging... Obviously, his face should be thin, so... is there something hidden in it?

"Hi!" The blond man suspected to be King Fast VIII raised his hand to say hello, with a smile on his face, "You are my opponent today, Mio Asakura, right?"

I also smiled back: "Yes, you are my opponent today, Fast VIII, right?"

"Well, it's the first time we meet, please give me some advice." Fast VIII took off his hat while speaking, bowed to me, and said politely, "Please be merciful in today's game."

"Hahahahaha! The more people say that, generally speaking, the more ruthless they are." I raised my hand to look at the time, and there was still a 3-minute countdown before the start of the game, "I can show mercy in normal fights, but in the game I will definitely not release water at that time... especially for a person like you who is full of dead energy."

"That's right...that's a pity." Fast VIII sighed, his tone still sounding gentle and gentle, "I'm full of death because I'm a doctor."

"doctor?"

"Well, although it's gone now."

"It looks like this... It seems that you are also a person with a story." I sighed, raised my finger and pointed at the other party, "What is hidden in your clothes? Do you have a spirit?"

"Huh? Did you find out?" Fast VIII said, and quickly untied his coat, raised his left arm horizontally, and hung a white bone bound by chains on it.

I was taken aback: "Bones... are you a wizard?"

There are also many types of psychics, such as conjurers, Taoists, wizards, onmyojis... This is the first time I have seen a wizard who uses corpse resurrection!

In fact, this can be easily understood by changing another word, that is-manipulating zombies.

Simple corpse resurrection can only make the corpse move, but it has no soul.

I can only say that fortunately today's location is on the Rainbow Bridge. If it is in the cemetery, it would be a bit troublesome.

"It seems that you know a lot." Fast VIII said while raising his hand to touch the face of the bones tied on his left arm... The bones of the face, the expression and the tone are full of nostalgia, "Let me introduce you, my assistant...and my wife, Alisa."

……wife?

Ah...Looking at the situation, either the wife died early and collapsed and wanted to revive her so she learned the corpse resurrection technique, or she collapsed after learning the corpse resurrection technique and made her like this.

Looking at the bullet hole on the forehead of the white bone, it should be the latter, right?

I couldn't help showing a surprised expression, and turned my head to whisper to my holding spirit: "Hey, Shier, look, this guy actually brought his wife to fight... eh? What's your expression?"