The strongest white-haired favorite best friend

Mantras not only appear in cities, but also near volcanoes and forests.

In the unpredictable environment of nature, human beings have only surrendered and feared since ancient times.

However, there are curse spirits living in the forest, as long as they don't cause trouble, they won't do much harm to humans.

Here, Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wugang subdued a second-level curse spirit.

A snake-like curse spirit entrenched in a tree.

It must be the curse spirit produced by travelers who are afraid of being bitten by poisonous snakes over time.

There is poison on the scales?

When I subdued it just now, my hand was scratched by scales.

The condition for Xia Youjie's spell to activate is that he must touch the spell spirit.

"Ah, Jie, are you injured?" Gojo Wu saw Xia Youjie's hand that was trying to hide, "Don't move."

In just a few seconds, the wound on Xia Youjie's finger had already started to turn purple.

"It's okay, it's the same as going back to find nitrous for treatment." Xia Youjie looked at the wound and hesitated whether to return first.

"No need, I have a solution!" Wujo Wu said confidently.

In the end, Gojo Satoru did not expect Gojo Satoru to show his handsome ninja seal, and then bit his own finger.

......

What is this doing?Have you read too many ninja comics?

Or is it driven crazy by the poison of five grapefruits?

Gojo Gojo grinned and grinned, "Ahhh, it hurts a lot more than I imagined."

"Wujowu, you idiot!" Xia Youjie was furious.

"Don't move." Wujo Gojo, who was being scolded, touched Xia Youjie's wound with the blood he squeezed out.

The wound returned to flesh color visible to the naked eye.

"What happened?" Xia Youjie saw for the first time that blood could be used to detoxify.

"The Kamo family's incantation, Red Blood Manipulation."

"Red Blood Manipulation? Wait a minute, this should be the technique of the Kamo family of Yusanjia, right? How can you use it?" Xia Youjie thought to himself, could Gojo Satoru be a genius, not only proficient in his own family's technique, but also the other two? of?

"Of course only a little bit. After all, the three families of the ancestors often intermarried, so they can more or less use each other's spells." Wutiaowu enthusiastically reported the genealogy, similar to the lady of the Wutiao family who married a Buddhist temple hundreds of years ago family, and then the son of the Gojo family married Miss Kamo.

"Strictly speaking, the three of us are relatives."

"You three royal families are really enough." Xia Youjie was not interested in listening to the old stories of those aristocratic families.

"I'll show you a fun one."

Gojo Satoru made a dove pattern with his hands, and the dove-shaped shadow on the ground moved, and then Gojo Satoru twisted his hand to look like a dog, and then the dog's ears in the shadow also moved.

Hand shadow game?

It's so mentally retarded that kindergarten children don't play it anymore.

No, Gojo Wu's hand didn't move, it was the shadow that moved by itself, Xia Youjie discovered the mystery inside.

"The ten shadow spells of the Chanyuan family, of course I can only do this. The real spells can make shadows materialize, and I quite like this. But their owner is a smelly and stubborn middle-aged man, and their family still What a blessing, there are many children inheriting the ancestral spells from generation to generation."

Xia Youjie could hear Gojo Wu's loneliness and pressure.

After all, Wujo Wujo was born to bear the heavy responsibility of a thousand-year-old family. Presumably Wujo's childhood was as lonely as his own, and he transformed into a shadow to play with himself.

It's like the lonely self when I was a child.

The two continued to walk in the forest. This time, Xia Youjie was more careful not to get hurt again.

To be honest, he was quite touched just now.

But this feeling lasted only 3 minutes.

"Jie, I'm hungry. I lost too much blood just now and I feel dizzy." Gojo Wu sat on the tree stump and refused to get up.

"Didn't you just finish eating?" Xia Youjie was helpless, dizzy because of the two drops of blood just now?

They had just set off from the hotel in the morning, and they had only walked for a long time.

"I don't care, I want to eat some snacks. The poison is still in my body, ah, ah, it's so uncomfortable..." Gojo Satoru was about to roll around.

Xia Youjie had a very headache. How did Wu Tiaoyouzi deal with such a mentally retarded child?

It's better to change this young Patriarch as soon as possible.

"Stop making trouble, we'll rest after an hour of walking. I'll make you roasted marshmallows." Xia Youjie resorted to his trump card.

"Cotton candy? Where is it?" Gojo Satoru looked at the curse spirit who was following far behind, his eyes glowing green with hunger.

A curse spirit who was diligently carrying the bag for his master couldn't help but tremble. This was instinctive fear. "Don't bully my curse spirit." Xia Youjie pressed Wutiao Wu, who was about to move.

It was only then that Gojo Satoru figured out why Xia Youjie carried such a big backpack when he set off in the morning, but it disappeared as soon as he entered the woods.

"Ahhh, your spell spirit is really useful. Is there any that can fly? Then we don't have to go." The young master disliked the difficult road under his feet.

There is no ready-made road in the forest.

"Have you ever seen a curse spirit that can fly? The one with symbolic wings doesn't count." Xia Youjie said helplessly.

"Yeah, I don't think I've seen it before." Gojo Gojo thought, resting his chin, "Why?"

"Maybe it's because human beings only have reverence for the sky, and have no fear." Xia Youjie pulled Wujou up, "Continue walking into the forest."