In the Shura field, I just want to work and earn money

Originally, he was prepared not to meet with Gojo Satoru before tearing up the classmate record, but now that this kind of thing happened, Pianwu had to change his plan, and sent a text message to complain about Liudaokui who had not arrived for a long time.

[Excuse me, did you go from Italy to Japan on a rubber duck kayak? ]

[... What are you getting on your nerves again. ]

Unsurprisingly, he was scolded.

Pianwu put down the phone happily, without any sign of being scolded, but looked like being praised.

"Did something good happen?" Gojo Satoru, who was sitting in the back of the car with the black-haired girl, asked.

"It's nothing, I made a joke with my friend." Pianwu turned his head, "What is the task content?"

The white-haired man leaned on the car seat with his hands folded, and said unhurriedly: "The first-level curse spirit, the others are unknown. Considering that it appeared in Li Hualuo's house, it is not ruled out that the spell spirit splits and reorganizes like last time." .”

Pianwu asked suspiciously: "Does the first-level curse spirit need you to dispatch?"

Yi Dizhi, who was driving, explained in a low voice: "It was originally Mr. Nanami's task, but Mr. Wujo took it over."

He still can't remember Qihai Jianren's expression of seeing a ghost at that time, and almost exorcised Gojo Satoru as an imposter curse spirit on the spot, and his jaw almost dropped from the shock.

Gojo Satoru will actually rush to work one day!This is going to be more than an hour late for work, Gojo Satoru!

"By the way, Chihiro, be careful recently. I heard that there are many people with supernatural powers and curse masters rushing to Yokohama. It seems that they are all here for you." Gojo Satoru looked like a serious and responsible Miyoshi spell Looking like a teacher, he smiled and stretched out a finger, and the frivolous suggestion he made immediately shattered this illusion, "Do you want to consider moving back to live with me? It will be much safer."

Yidizhi: ...the most insecure person is you! ?Miss Immortal Yuan, please reject this unscrupulous teacher!

Pianwu is selectively deaf: "Thank you, you are the fourth person to tell me this news."

In addition to Liu Dao Mu and Osamu Dazai, Nakahara also sent a text message to herself, and Kataki was not flustered. She had come from such days before, and it was all small scenes.

"I try my best to ensure the peace of Yokohama and not to cause bloody storms." She said sincerely.

Yidizhi: "..."

Shouldn't it be her safety that needs to be guaranteed! ?

Accompanied by Yi Dizhi's complaints that ran across his mind like a barrage of bullets, the two fighters in the back seat chatted one after another.

The topic is getting worse.

From "spell spirits are all garbage" to "spell club high-levels are all garbage" to "garbage classification" and finally to "how to deal with non-recyclable garbage", they plotted loudly, as if they would join hands to rebel in the next second—— Oh no, Pianwu is not a conjurer, not a rebel.

"I have a bad temper." Pianwu sighed, as if he was really worried about it, "If they test my bottom line like this again, if I can't hold back and kill them all, isn't it too good?"

It's not just bad! ?The problem is big!Yi Dizhi roared in horror in his heart.

"It's not very good." Gojo Satoru agreed deeply, "If you kill them, you will only replace them with another batch. If you keep killing them like this, you will lose a lot of useful labor, and my workload will increase by then."

Is this the point? ?Yidizhi's hand holding the steering wheel trembled slightly.

He is just a weak and helpless auxiliary supervisor, please don't let him hear such terrifying and dangerous speeches!

Yi Dizhi tremblingly drove the car to the destination, and stopped at the gate of Lihualuo's house.

Pian Wu got out of the car and looked at his former home with disinterest.

The number plate at the door was covered with a thick layer of dust, and the words on it were blurred, and the words "Lihualuo" could barely be made out.Looking inside, it was no longer possible to see the old and stately mansion in the past. The building was burned to blackness by the fire, and the backyard was scorched, and the crumbling appearance seemed to collapse at any time.

All her "masterpieces".

"It doesn't look as mysterious as the rumors say." Wujo Satoru commented.

Yidizhi wiped off the cold sweat that had been frightened before: "The mystery is the destruction of the family, not the house itself..."

"I'm curious if those corpses were dealt with back then?" Pian Wu had her pockets in her pocket, and she was wearing unique bat-wing-shaped sunglasses. The lenses covered the emotions in her eyes, and her cheerful tone sounded full of anticipation, "Will we Suddenly being grabbed by the ankle while walking, and then the skeleton stood up thumping?"

"...Miss Bushiyuan, we are here to exorcise the curse spirit, not to explore the haunted house!"

"Just kidding~"

After Yidizhibu put down the "tent", the two stepped into Lihualuo's house.

Pianwu originally thought that she would never return to this disgusting place in her life, but the reality seemed to be deliberately teasing her, not only driving her in, but also showing her the bone-deep picture before her eyes.

From the moment she stepped into the main entrance, the dilapidated and decadent Lihua Luozhai instantly took on a new look, becoming the breathless and simple and elegant appearance in her memory.

The arc of the corner of the mouth narrowed a bit, and the mist glanced slightly indifferently at the blooming wisteria flowers in the backyard, looking at the past like a purple waterfall, swaying weakly in the wind.

She remembered that the elders planted it specially for her when she was just locked up. The color of the flower was similar to the color of her eyes, and it was a proof of their "love" to her.

She withdrew her gaze: "Is it a natural domain created with magic power?"

"Well, this curse spirit may have something to do with Li Hualuo, I don't know if it has any connection with that poor ghost." Gojo Satoru called Pian Wuqi's nickname quite smoothly, and he glanced at the direction she was looking at just now, "Wisteria Flowers... I thought this kind of family would grow cherry trees."

Pianwu didn't answer, so it can't be because she doesn't like pink, right?

However, looking at her current attire, with a few pokes of pink hair highlighted like a non-mainstream, probably no one would believe it.

She took out the notebook and jelly pen in her bag, twirled the pen with her fingers deftly, and the bow tied on the pen holder shook the hanging ribbon: "Go in and have a look~"

The black-haired girl stepped into the corridor with strides, the small high heels of the brown leather shoes collided with the wooden floor, making a brisk rattling sound that suited her style, mixed with Gojo Satoru's dull footsteps, like a random bomb music played.

Although it was her previous home, she didn't have a deep impression of the place she walked through now. After all, it was out of her range of activities after she was eight years old.

"It's strange." Pian Wu glanced around casually, but his heart was full of vigilance, "Why didn't I feel the slightest bit of murderous intent?"

Although she is not very sensitive to spell power, her insight in other aspects is far beyond ordinary people. Otherwise, Immortal Yuan would have stabbed her to death... Oh, no, she couldn't be stabbed to death, she should have been directly stabbed into that state.

No way, her vitality is so tenacious.

Gojo Satoru made up a serious nonsense: "Maybe it's a curse spirit who doesn't like killing?"

Pianwu nodded cooperatively: "So that's how it is, it's a religious mantra."

They walked to the end of the corridor, and it was still peaceful. The curse spirit seemed to have no intention of doing anything to them, which disappointed the wicked duo who wanted to see how it would perform.

"It must be because we are too strong, it doesn't dare to make a move." Gojo Satoru insisted, his tone very confident.

Pianwu thought for a while: "It may also be that there is no trigger to open the level, such as walking into different rooms in a certain order?"

"...Did you think you were playing a puzzle game?"

"The inspiration of the game comes from reality." Katagiri explained seriously.

She opened the nearest door, and the room was empty, without even the most basic furniture. She opened a few more doors, still in the same situation.

The warm sunlight from the courtyard shone in. Although it was broad daylight in the domain, there was an eerie atmosphere for no reason.

"This is really a horror puzzle game." She complained.

"It's almost a skeleton that grabs your ankle and stands up." Gojo Satoru opened the door in front of him without any tension. "Huh? Have I opened a new map?"

The room was actually not empty.

In the room, the mattress was neatly folded, and a beautiful wisteria flower hair ornament was placed on the bedside table next to it, and a photo was pressed under the hair ornament.

"Is it a room related to the curse spirit?" He walked into the room, walked towards the bedside table, and greeted the black-haired girl outside, "Qianyu, come in and have a look."

Gojo Satoru moved the wisteria hair ornament aside and picked up the photo.

The people in the photo made him slightly taken aback.

——This is a photo of a family of three, the taciturn father, the gentle and dignified mother, and...

The strongest conjurer cast his gaze towards the door. The black-haired girl was holding the door frame with her hands. A few strands of her pink hair were streaked with golden light from the sun, and her dark glasses covered the emotions in her eyes.

In the photo, the black-haired and purple-eyed little girl, about six or seven years old, had a jewel-like smile. Her appearance was exactly the same as the black-haired girl at the door, and she could almost be judged to be a miniature version of her.

"Shouldn't this be a key prop for a horror game?" Gojo Satoru waved the photo at her with a smile, "Is this a photo of you when you were young, Miss Li Hualuo?"

"..."

Pianwu almost wrote "Fuck" on his face.

The moment Gojo Satoru opened the door, she noticed that this room was the room where her mother Lihua Luoqianchun was alive, and it was also the place where she ended her life.

She suddenly realized the true identity of the curse spirit, and her eyes darkened, but before she had time to pretend, Gojo Satoru happily announced that she had lost her horse while holding up the photo.

Who would have thought that it would be lost in this form! ! !There have been too many rollovers recently! ! ?

Pian Wu was a little puzzled, she looked sadly at the group photo in the hands of the white-haired man, wondering if she should step over a brazier?