The spell daily of the departed savior

Saying that, Qihai Jianren turned to look at Wuli while paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Then he got stuck before he finished speaking.

The young man who had always been tall and sharp like a cedar in his impression stepped into the pile of discarded instruments with his snow-blue robes on his shoulders. His slender and clean palms ignored the old dust and picked up the heavy instruments with a "boom!" !" and threw it to the ground casually, the black and red rust scratched the neat kimono of the young man.

Jianren Qihai's thinking got stuck for a while, and then he recovered from the shock of Wuli's behavior, which was completely different from his impression, and walked forward with a frown.

"Mr. Wuli? What are you looking for?"

Wuli didn't answer, but only focused on removing the obstacles on his way to climb the high pile of instruments.

All of a sudden, the empty factory echoed with a series of "boom!" and "boom!", and the dust on the ground was splashed.

Finally, after seeing a huge water tank buried in the pile of instruments, Wuli's movements stopped.

Standing on a high place, he turned around and looked at Jianren Qihai: "I'm afraid even if we evacuate now, those who come again will only die here."

"What do you mean?" Jianren Qihai read some kind of bad premonition from Wuli's words. He leaped up into the air with his long legs, stepped on the pile of instruments and quickly landed beside Wuli, and moved towards Wuli. something to look at.

"I'm fairly familiar with the smell of rotting human bones, and this." Wuli lowered his eyes halfway, bent down and pulled the decayed door knocker on the water tank.

Under the powerful force, the rusted iron gate trembled and was shaken with a tooth-piercing "creak" sound, and then was thrown out by Wuli with a "bang".

Jianren Qihai looked down, his golden green eyes slowly widened——

After losing the cover of the iron gate, there are layers upon layers in the water tank, all of which are weathered human bones.

The skeletons in different postures were still wearing the work clothes of the former factory. Some kept choking their own necks, and some were pressed down on the lower floor and still stretched their hands to the top. After the iron gate was opened, they could still see It looked like the phalanx turned into white bones tried hard to touch the iron gate.

Under the sudden bright light, the empty eye sockets looked up densely, silently watching the comer amidst the thick dust and the smell of corpses.

Jianren Qihai suddenly looked at the eye sockets with only grooves left on the skull, took a breath and took half a step back.Even though he had exorcised a large number of curse spirits since he was in the high school of conjuration, and had become accustomed to the tragic situation of the casualties caused by the curse spirits, he still couldn't help but be surprised by the impact of this situation.

Wuli's expression was still calm, and his voice continued without waves: "It seems that the factory back then has not been moved."

"Those who so-called left are always trapped here."

Jianren Qihai was silent. He squatted down, forced himself to work under the discomfort, and roughly counted the number of bones.

Judging from the volume of the water tank and the density as far as the eye can see, there are at least... thousands of bones here.

But Jianren Qihai quickly discovered something was wrong: "Wait, there is no magic power?"

He looked up at Wuli who was standing with sharp eyes, and expressed his observation: "The magic power is born from the negative emotions of human beings. Judging from the posture of these bones, most of them should be still alive when thrown into the water tank." Alive, it is impossible to die without resentment under such circumstances. But these bones, no, even the surroundings cannot feel any magic power."

"It's not right."

Qihai Jianren's expression was solemn: "This number of people died all of a sudden. Why was there no news? The background investigation of this mission was handled by Yidizhi, so there should be no mistakes. But so far, no news or reports have been found. Traces of the family report.”

Wuli was silent for a while, he folded his kimono and squatted down, reached into the pile of bones, and with his slender fingers, he took out a photo from the front pocket of one of the overalls.

"Qihai-jun, a factory of this scale has about a thousand employees. It is very likely that what we see now is all of them."

Wuli turned the old photo between his fingers to Jianren Qihai, and asked, "If that's the case, what's going on with the family area next to it?"

Jianren Qihai was stunned when he saw the contents of the photo clearly.

The blurry pixels and background style look old, and the main character of the photo is a little girl hugging a bear and smiling sweetly.

Exactly, the one they met before walking into the factory.

The moment Qihai recognized the girl's face, Jianren Qihai felt coldness spreading from his back.

——The photo of the girl many years ago, and the girl they just saw, the height and age have not changed.

"This photo is covered by the male corpse on the chest. It should be that the girl's father still missed the girl before he died, and put the photo of the little daughter on the heart. Then——"

Wu Li's voice was very soft: "Since it is an item that my father often looks at, and it carries emotions and vitality, why is there no energy?"

"It's not just a photo." Wuli stood up and looked around the entire factory environment from a high place: "From the time I got off the car, I discovered that not only the life that should exist in the mountains and forests, but also all the There is no gas on the items."

Wuli looked at Jianren Qihai, who looked more and more serious: "All vitality has disappeared, and any trace of human beings has been erased. Although it is a pity, this does not seem to be a third-level curse spirit anymore, Mr. Qihai .”

There was no fear in those black eyes, the unknown situation loomed in front of him, but Wuli's face showed a faint fighting spirit.

He hooked his lips, and smiled wantonly and crazily: "I have a hunch——this will be a fun battle."

Even in the first encounter with super-level magic power, Nanami Jianren, who had never seen such a dangerous look as Wuli, choked for breath, but still calmed down, took out his mobile phone and dialed Yidizhi Jiegao.

"If your judgment is not wrong, then this task has exceeded the limit of the entry assessment you should have. I will tell Supervisor Yidizhi about the situation here, and if necessary, I will contact Gojo Satoru..."

"There's no need to try, Nanami-kun."

Wuli's deep and magnetic voice contained a crazy smile, echoing in the spacious and empty factory: "Since some people died here in order to make the physical education teacher safe, how can they give the opportunity to contact the outside world?"

On Qihai Jianren's phone, there was only an infinite loop of busy lines.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

His heart sank a little bit.

……

"Kid, do you remember your parents' names?"

Yizhi Jiegao, who was in the driver's seat, tried his best to squeeze out a smile and looked kindly, looking at the girl sitting obediently in the co-pilot holding the dirty bear.

The girl nodded and reported her parents' names.

Yi Dizhi quickly bowed his head, flipping through the information about the residents in the family area obtained during the background check in his hand.However, repeated comparisons still did not have a girl's surname.

"What's going on, did you make a mistake at work?" Yidizhi Jiegao muttered in a low voice, and took out his mobile phone to contact other supervisors to find out the situation.

However, there is only the sound of the signal being out of service area.

Yidizhi shrugged, helplessly: "Well, this place is a bit remote, it seems that we have to drive out to a place with a signal."

He glanced sideways at the cute and cute little girl, and murmured in his heart: I guess all the electronic products here are useless, and I don't know how these residents have survived these years. It's not like the life of modern people at all.

The car drove out along the rugged mountain road. I don't know if it was Yi Dizhi's illusion. He always felt that the car suddenly became less bumpy while driving.

Just when he was wondering, a full signal was suddenly displayed on the phone screen.

Just now, Yidizhi relaxed a little nervously for no reason, and he decided to tell Wuli and Qihai Jianren who were still in the factory about his itinerary first.

After all, it was only a third-level curse spirit. Mr. Wuli was recommended by Mr. Wutiao with all his strength. If the other party was really strong and eliminated the curse spirit in advance, but he couldn't see him when he came out after the mission, it would be a mistake in his work.

"Yes, Mr. Qihai, I will confirm the situation with other supervisors later, and I will take this child back to her parents. Please rest assured, I will rush back as soon as I finish..."

On the other side of the phone, Qihai Jianren's voice was as usual.

Yidizhi Jiegao and the other party reported, driving the car smoothly.

……

Jianren Qihai pressed the phone that was still busy with no expression on his face, turned his head and said to Wuli: "No, there is no signal, neither Yidizhi nor anyone else can get through."

"Even if we evacuate now, this unexplored situation cannot allow other supervisors to be injured or even killed in vain. It seems that we can only solve it."

Jianren Qihai pushed his glasses, and clenched the magic tool machete in his hand.

Wuli suddenly jumped down from where he was standing.

The snow-blue robe corners are like wisterias in late spring, blooming in the corner of Jianren Qihai's vision.

Before the stunned Qihai Jianren could react, he saw a bony hand resting on the edge of the water tank that had lost its iron gate.

"Boy, I'm in so much pain..."

"Help me..." The skeleton, wearing the overalls of many years ago, poked its head out from the edge.

In the hollow eye sockets of the skull, two lines of black and red blood dripped down, and the upper and lower rows of alveolar bones opened and closed: "I'm in pain, save me, save me..."

Jianren Qihai reacted quickly, and immediately jumped down, distanced himself from the skeleton that started to move for some unknown reason.

More and more bones stepped on the half-crawled bones, trying to climb out of the water tank.

The empty "help me" sentence after sentence echoed in the factory layer by layer.

Jianren Qihai pinched the photo that Wuli found, and under such a strong visual impact, he suddenly remembered the reason why he saw the little bear doll in the girl's arms so familiar.

His former best friend Haibara Yuu has a younger sister.