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Akashi Seijuro felt so cold.

He could see nothing, feel nothing.There is pure darkness in front of my eyes, black mist that I can't get at my hand, and only small laughter in my ears.

Malicious, viscous laughter.

The hands behind him slapped again and again, his legs were immersed in the cold blood and moved mechanically, and the strength of those hands was getting stronger and stronger, full of vicious intentions to kill him.

Every time he was photographed, the temperature of his body would drop by one point, the laughter in his ears became more piercing, and the black mud surged out of his skin trying to pierce his blood vessels.

Akashi Seijuro had a vague feeling that if he could pat someone's shoulder, the coldness in his body might dissipate a bit.

But it can't, only there will never be anyone in front of him.

The game is still going on round after round, Jiuwuhui who is pushed forward by the ghost hand, Atobe Keigo and Yukimura Seichi who pass the ghost aura, Akashi Seijuro who bears everything in the end, and others who have completely lost their voices at some point people.

The strength behind him was getting stronger and stronger, Akashi Seijuro knew that it was not Yukimura Seiichi who did it, he had no strength for a long time, and his whole body was dragged away by the ghost hand.

[Why don't you die? 】

[Hurry up, hurry up, give me your body! 】

The ghost child in the dark said dissatisfied.

Akashi Seijuro closed his eyes tiredly.

He knows more about ghost children than anyone else here: it is not a product of folklore like ghosts, but a creature called "curse spirit", to be more precise, it is a "super imaginary curse spirit".

"Spell spirits are born from people's negative emotions. Horror stories in folklore are spread by word of mouth, and the fear and panic of countless people will cause the birth of magic spirits corresponding to the legends. Because they are born with powerful power and specific symbols, they Known as a super imaginary spell spirit."

"Super imaginary magic spirits must abide by their own rules before they can start killing humans in their domain. For example, the magic spirit called Hundred Monographs will lock humans into a room lit only by candles and force them to tell stories until the hundred ghost stories are finished. Only then will he devour everyone present."

The cold voice of the short-haired woman echoed in Akashi Seijuro's ear.

As Japan's Osoji, the Akashi family has been connected with the Gosan family of the magic world since ancient times. Akashi Seijuro is the only heir of this generation. His father, Akashi Seishi, specially invited a magician to teach him.

I heard that it is a rare second-level conjurer who has passed the teacher qualification certificate. She agreed to the commission of the Akashi family because she wanted to practice with Akashi Seijuro. The conjurer she was in charge of was said to be the same age as Akashi Seijuro.

"Is there any problem with this kind of lecture?" Whenever the class comes to an end, the extraordinarily cold Hime Yuko will ask anxiously, "Is it easy to understand? There is no generation gap between me and a child of your age? What should I do? My angel Will you not like me... No! I must get that job!"

As expected of a woman who has obtained a teacher qualification certificate that even Gojo Satoru could not obtain, her teaching skills are quite good.Akashi Seijuro drew inferences from one instance to another, and deduced the information about the spell ability in the wilderness villa.

The super imaginary spell spirit born in the folk classic horror game "Four Corners Game" - [Fifth Person], the scope of the game room is the game room. From the fact that they have played the game for so long and no one has died, it can be inferred that it must abide by certain rules when killing people. rule.

But almost three hours have passed, and no one has died. Isn't this super curse spirit's professional ability not good enough?

The little curse spirit was also very angry, its hand pushing Akashi Seijuro's back became more and more forceful, every time it wished to pierce his ribs and make him unable to stand up again.

Akashi Seijuro probably understood why the super curse spirit was so angry with him. [The fifth person]'s killing rule is order.

It has to start with Akashi Seijuro who is the last to advance in the game, followed by Yukimura Seiichi, Atobe Keigo, and Hisatake Teru.Once the four players participating in the game die, the curse spirit is released, and the other people in the game room will be instantly killed, and their heads will fall to the ground.

However, Akashi Seijuro is immortal.

I won't die, I will piss you off.

Hey, it has a bad temper, the little curse spirit grinned and chewed, and suddenly showed a malicious laugh.

It sensed that the guard on this person was about to break!

"Huh?" Xuejian Weizhi paused the wrist of Taotao smoothie, and the black-haired girl's pupils showed a little doubt, "Yuko, who did you give the omamori I gave you?"

"How is it possible?" Himei Yuko's first reaction was to shake his head, "How could I give away what Ms. Xuejian gave me!"

Are you looking down on her self-cultivation of Zhizhi who is too radical and pushes people alone?

"It's not that." Xuejian Weizhi waved his hand, "Didn't you come to me some time ago, saying that there was a family who wanted to ask for a guardian for the only child in the family? The one who offered a very generous price."

In order to subsidize the detective business of the Armed Detective Agency, which is struggling to make a living under the eyes of many peers, and to allow the president to recruit more members, Zhizhi is quite enthusiastic about earning extra money.

Her "Armed Detective Agency in Tokyo" has been doing commissioned business all the time. She is worthy of being a god-like laborer. The exorcism tasks in the magic world can't help a super-class time management master.

Begging for a shou is much easier than catching an adulterer and looking for a cat with a sack, and the employer is extraordinarily generous with money as dung, so Zhi Zhi stuffs his magic power group into a shou bought for [-] yuan on the roadside, earning a net profit of ten dollars. [-] million.

Don't get me wrong, Zhizhi is not a profiteer at all, and this is a very reasonable price!

She used the materials really well. With this guardian, it is no problem to go in and out seven times in the field of super-level spell spirits. After Zhizhi returns the package, she can save customers from fire and water at any time.

Can you find such a dedicated super conjurer anywhere else?Hurry up and hand over the five-star praise! (Super Fierce.jpg)

"My magic power is being consumed, and the fire is about to go out." Xuejian Weizhi put down the smoothie in his hand, "The little curse spirit is quite patient, it will take two or three hours to grind it a little bit, and it is likely that someone The curse spirit in the wilderness who is so idle—what are the children of rich families going to the mountains in the summer? I feel that life is too boring, so I want to find some stimulation for myself?"

Zhizhi will never know what a miserable day her acquaintances have gone through. After the whole experience, even Dazai Osamu, who is a master of death, would be ashamed to call him a good guy.

The diversity of human species always amazes Zhizhi.

The black car sped past, leaving behind the bustling streets.The girl sitting in the backseat of the car yawned boredly, and No.70 succeeded in her second vacation.

Only the two cups of peach-colored smoothies on the coffee table show that someone has been here, and the water droplets slide over the walls of the cups to bring the fragrance of summer.

Smiling and shopping arm in arm, the girls passed by the coffee shop on the corner to discuss their next itinerary, and their peers went to the battlefield.

The same blue sky divides two worlds.

The pure sunlight could not penetrate the villa covered by the domain, and the sharp laughter in Akashi Seijuro's ears grew louder and full of pride.

proud?Why, is the impasse about to be broken?

Akashi Seijuro suddenly felt a burst of warmth.It poured into his cold limbs, warmed the heart and blood vessels, and dispelled the extreme cold.

The red-haired boy moved his fingers with difficulty, and pulled out a worn-out amulet from his pocket.

It is a very simple style, and the price at the roadside stall is one yuan and five, and it can even be wiped out, but when Akashi Seishomi bought it, it can be said to be bleeding.

Yuko Hime, who was in charge of handing it over, looked reluctant: "This is the guardian of a super-class conjurer, you guys are really lucky!"

It was indeed good fortune, Akashi Seijuro held the omamori that was constantly emitting warmth.He was able to delay time with the inhuman monster behind him for three hours because of it.

But judging by the complacent look of the curse spirit, Yu Shou might not be able to do so.

"I can't wait, I have to do something." The flame is the most tenacious and unyielding when it is about to go out. Instead of waiting for the curse spirit to wear away the last hope, it is better to take a bold gamble!

"You have to be the first to kill me, don't you?" Akashi Seijuro clenched Mimori's hand so painfully that he threw Mimori into the middle of the room before the black hands attacked again!

"Boom!" Chi Yan took off!

The people in the center of the room who were trapped by the black mist at some point and their heads were stiff woke up suddenly, and the closed door let out a roar, like a hysterical roar of an unwilling monster.

"Run!" Akashi Seijuro yelled loudly, "Get away from me!"

Can't let it succeed, can't let it be liberated, if the first rule of killing is him, let him do his best to delay the way out for others!

The super-level curse spirit let out an angry scream, it didn't kill Akashi Seijuro immediately, but rushed forward to try to extinguish the flame in the center of the room, the dread and fear in its eyes filled every pore.

But it was too late, Xuejian Weizhi's fire has always been famous for its domineering and unscrupulous, once it spreads out, it will burn endlessly, even if the sparks are trampled out in the soil, it will not prevent it from burning vigorously.

The flames went straight to the wall and directly hit the closed door. Before it was extinguished, the door was smashed open by everyone.

[Fifth person] feels that he has been fooled, it is not very good at expanding the field, and must use the game to maintain it.But now the player who played the game ran away, leaving only a half-finished product.

It doesn't matter, the curse spirit let out a giggle, you can't run away.

The doors are closed without wind, and every road leading from the villa to the outside world is blocked by unknown sticky black water. The little mice can only run in vain in the corridor like headless flies. into its belly.

That little red-haired mouse must be bitten hard!

Basketball is an explosive sport. Akashi Seijuro's physical fitness and running speed are quite good. The dark magic spirit chases after him, and several attacks are narrowly dodged.

Ordinary people can see the curse spirit at the moment of death. Keigo Atobe and Seiichi Yukimura opened their tennis bags, and small yellow balls jumped and blasted their way out.

Tennis, your good helper for house demolition.

It's a pity that there is no way to curse the spirit.

The sharp sound of piercing the air and the sound of laughter were getting closer, wiping Akashi Seijuro's earlobe and spattering a fine line of blood.

The statue of a knight beside the corridor held a rusty long sword, and Akashi Seijuro was able to pick it up as soon as he grasped the hilt.

The curse spirit likes to see the expressions of human beings struggling to death. It jokingly dodges the boy's sword, and when Akashi Seijuro thinks that the sword can hurt the curse spirit, he laughs and crushes his hope when he sees surprise in his eyes. The ground volleys and kills!

Akashi Seijuro raised his long sword in vain, his dilated pupils blankly reflected the curse spirit's strange face full of malice.

"bass!"

A gap was opened in the sticky black water covering the villa.

The glare of the sun made people unable to hold back their tears, a soft and slender hand stretched out from behind and held Akashi Seijuro's wrist.

Brilliant life-fires gushed from their overlapping skins, billowing over the longswords.

The rusty sword trembled violently, it couldn't bear the inhuman flames, it was about to break!

Xuejian Weizhi's wrist shook, and the broken knives exploded like meteors trailing behind them!

Brilliant as the beauty of summer flowers, the power of destruction swept across the entire corridor, and the black curse spirit was instantly killed before even making a scream, and turned into ashes in the sun.

The sticky black water covering the villa dissipated with the sound of violent boiling, and Akashi Seijuro's cold sweat wet his clothes.

He took his hand and let go, and his pale fingertips pulled out a broken red rope from the boy's pocket.

It was the red string that fell from the omori.

"Take it well with you." The black-haired girl touched his head in Akashi Seijuro's slightly dazed eyes, and encouraged him, "Be good, be good."