A Guide to Teaching the Breathing Techniques of the High School of Conjuration

A summer festival in Kyoto.

Other cities also hold similar sacrifices, but such sacrifices always have a different flavor in Kyoto.

Walking on the classic streets is like going back to the days a hundred years ago. People at that time have passed away, but do they have the same thoughts as people now?This kind of thing is unknown, the only thing that can be known is that whether it is in that era or now, the summer festival is a very lively day.

Small vendors can be seen everywhere, exquisite yukata shops, goldfish, apple candy and couples in pairs.

Shuttle among them, Yoshino Junpei had no time for other things, there were too many people, and Tsuruhiko who was walking in front was too fast, he had to concentrate so as not to be rushed away by the flow of people.

"Mr. Komaji... Slow down..." Yoshino Junpei stretched out his hand with difficulty, but was bumped into another direction by the person in front.

When he looked forward again, Yoshino Junpei could no longer see Tsuruhiko, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. There was some loss, but maybe there was also a little luck.

Maybe it's best to leave like this.

Yoshino Junpei withdrew his outstretched hand, let's go back, Mr. Fushikawa needs him now.

Suddenly, a faint sigh came from his ear, and then Yoshino Junpei's wrist was imprisoned with domineering strength: "It's really weak, forget it, let's go."

Holding hands by He Yan, he shuttled through the crowd.This kind of experience is not uncommon. He was also taken up and down when hunting the curse spirit before, but this time the flow of people was left behind, and the breeze came, the last trace of entanglement lingering in Yoshino Junpei's heart It has also dissipated.

Crossing the busiest streets, their aim was the nearby hills.It is neither high nor steep. There is a river flowing into the urban area at the foot of the mountain. You can climb up the long stairs and visit the shrine in front. It is usually a very lively place, but it is summer now. Most of them would prefer the lively streets, so it is very quiet here now.

There is still an hour before the fireworks bloom. At the foot of the unlit mountain, the river water is shimmering, and there are still fireflies looming around.

Yoshino Junpei is actually a kind of indifferent type. If others don't take the initiative to mention it, he won't ask about it. The few friends around him who are not close friends occasionally have troubles, but Yoshino Junpei has always just silently observed each other. Emotions, speculate on reasonable answers and then help.

There will always be people who don't want to talk about their own affairs, and it's too impolite to ask rashly. The way to observe other people's emotions is also learned from movies that are used to hiding clues in expressions.But people are not as obvious and easy to guess as the actors in the movie. In this matter, Yoshino Junpei has not succeeded many times.

So, how about being bold and asking once in a while?

"Komaji-san... what exactly are you after?"

"Become a powerful existence, and then continue to challenge the strong."

"and then?"

"Get stronger!"

Yoshino Junpei took a deep breath, and the evening wind blew his forehead hair away, revealing his eyes were as clear as the water of the river in front of him.

"So what is the purpose of becoming stronger? Mr. Komaji likes pink, snowflakes, and watching fireworks. Even a weak person like me can do these things. You kill those powerful magic spirits every day, but every time you finish the battle Komaji-san isn't getting any happier..."

"That's because those spell spirits are not strong enough, just wait until I find stronger ones."

Yoshino Junpei shook his head: "So what if you are stronger? Even Komaji-san, you have been chanting the strong man Purgatory Kyojuro. But when there are fireworks in the distance, you, Komaji-san, will do it for you." Stay here. Komaji, what you are looking for and waiting for is just..."

"Stop talking!" Tsuruhiko interrupted Yoshino Junpei, "Go, aren't you planning to leave?"

Yoshino Junpei's pupils dilated in astonishment: "Mr. Komaji..." Did you know?

Just when he wanted to say something more, a firework exploded in the distance.

Compared with the boy who was about to leave, the fireworks in the distance attracted Komaji's attention more.

Different from ordinary fireworks, that firework is more unique, cyan with a touch of blue, scattered from the center to form a delicate snowflake.

"Komaji" was a little dazed by it, the pattern of snowflakes, although the shape of blooming in the sky is very beautiful, but that shape seems to be more suitable for decoration in a person's hair.

"...Love Snow."

Yoshino Junpei heard "Komaji" murmur.

Did his words work?What did Komaji-san remember?Yoshino Junpei was filled with joy, if he knew it was so easy, he should have said it sooner!

It was only a moment before he discovered the problem. Aren't the fireworks in Kyoto lit at nine o'clock every year?Obviously there is still a long time until the time is up. Generally, if something unexpected happens, it will be delayed instead of brought forward, right?And the type of fireworks is also very different from what I saw when I came to Kyoto last year. Beauty is beautiful, but it is not the kind of feast that fills the entire sky. Only the snowflake-shaped fireworks continue.

The surroundings are not so quiet, even if they are far away, they should be able to hear the noise of the street!But now all I can hear is the sound of the river flowing.The distant scenery is hidden in the dark night, but after careful observation, it will be found that the place where they are is covered by the cover of the night, just like a black tent cast down.

Yoshino Junpei thought of a possibility. The person with a high level of conjuration, as he said before, would find a way to go back to Tokyo, but he rejected their request, and did not disclose the news that he and Mr. Komaji were coming to watch the fireworks at the foot of the mountain. ah.

There will be such a situation in the movie-Yoshino Junpei immediately checks the items on his body, because it is the world of conjurers, so he ignores the possibility of modern technology. Find a button-sized electronic device in the unobtrusive crevice.

"Mr. Komaji!" When Yoshino Junpei exclaimed, he saw Tsuruhiko walking towards the river in a daze, and standing there was Kimoto Rika who stole his wallet that day!

"Mr. Komaji can't go over!" The call of the voice had no effect at all, Yoshino Junpei wanted to chase but was knocked down by the same force as that day.

Yigu Yuta is carrying a magic weapon on his back. In order to use the breath of thunder, he specially customized such a weapon. He has become one of the four special magicians who have not yet entered the second grade. Such a Yigu Yuta is capable of taking on the task of eliminating Kamizumi.

But so far, there is still only Wujo Wu in the records of the conjurer who has successfully killed Shangxian. No one knows what happened to Wujo Wu on the day he played against Shangxian, so no one can guarantee that Yi Guyoutai will be successful. Killing Shangxian San, even Yigu Yuta himself was not able to.

So at this time, Kimoto Rika made an opinion: "According to the intelligence, Kamizumi has a sense of murderous intent, so the best way is, I use the poison for the curse spirit to confuse him, and Yuta will take the opportunity to kill him with one blow!"

The most dangerous thing like this is naturally done by Lixiang. It is not that Otoko Yuta has no opinion, but Lixiang will always have a way to persuade Yuta.

Therefore, Yi Gu Youtai is not in a good mood now.The hand on Yoshino Junpei's neck to stop him from speaking dangerously pressed on the other's Adam's apple: "Lixiang's medicine is for the curse spirit, but it's the first time it's used on Shangxian, so it's hard to say whether it's dangerous. So don't Can you make a sound? Satoshi is doing something very dangerous right now, if you still plan to make a sound, you might go back to Tokyo in another way."

And not far away, Tsuruhiko divided his consciousness into two parts, one part was his own consciousness, and gave up the control, watching the situation develop in the direction he expected, it was really worthwhile for him to let Junping go out to buy things like this For many days, although the child still had no intention of betraying him, he somehow attracted Yuta and Lixiang who could brush up the progress of the mission.

And the other consciousness, Tsuruhiko, let Komaji's consciousness take the lead. In doing so, Tsuruhiko actually took a certain risk, but if he wanted Komaji to truly realize his wish, Tsuruhiko felt that this step had to be done.

On the river bank, because of Lixiang's poison, "Komaji" looked a little dazed, and the surrounding scene was blurred, but the woman in front of him stood out very clearly.

In a pink kimono, the hair is decorated with snowflake-like hair color, and there is always a smile on his face, and the background behind him is the exploding fireworks.

"Loving Snow."

Qiben Lixiang was a little surprised when he heard the other party say this, it is rare for evil spirits to be concerned.This kind of thing is really ridiculous. After all, the evil ghost Kamizuru who played with Miss Ninja until he died, knows nothing about human feelings, but viciously plays with the most sincere feelings of human beings.Li Xiang, who has seen Miss Shinobi's past, will not be shaken by the whisper of "Komaji".

But now she needs the other party to come closer: "I'm here, come here, okay?" The poison-soaked dagger under the sleeve has been raised slightly, just waiting for the final blow.

"Lianxue... have you come to pick me up?"

"Lianxue, I failed to protect you well."

"I... should die with you on that day."

After his father died, he thought there would be no more hope, but Master Qingzang brought him back.The dark sky is stained because of you. If you are not in good health, you can slowly take care of it. He learned to take care of people when he took care of his father. He will also pass on Master Qingzang's boxing skills, and he will support this gymnasium.

I am a sinner recognized by heaven, that's why I have encountered so many misfortunes. Master Qingzang said that the sinner himself has been cleaned up, and Lianxue, your illness is also cured. After going through so many misfortunes, can you... get happy?

In the distance of one step, the dagger shining with the color of poison was sent out but was knocked down by raising his hand. In the next second, the attack of Yigu Youtai from behind was also forced back.

The strength of Shangxian San completely exceeded the expectations of the two of them. Kimoto Rika could only see himself being choked and lifted and thrown to the ground.

Is the first ghost hunt about to fail? Kimoto Rika doesn't regret it at all, but fortunately it's not Yuta who will be killed now.

Kimoto Rika, who closed her eyes and waited for death, suddenly felt cold liquid dripping on her face. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the eye engraved with the number turned into a normal dark blue, while the other was wounded by three Covering it, both eyes are doing the same thing, which is a steady stream of tears.

He is clearly a man-eating evil spirit, but now he is crying like a child who has lost the whole world. He kneels on the ground, his voice dry and hoarse.

"How could I forget you..."

"Loving Snow."

In front of Yi Gu Lixiang, or in other words, the three people shrouded in the [tent], a dreamy scene is appearing in front of the eyes, and the light blue sky is falling with crystal clear snowflakes.

The illusory figure of a gentle woman in a pink kimono slowly emerges behind the kneeling ghost, embracing her lover lovingly.