The spell daily of the departed savior

But before Zenyuan Maki could ask, she heard Wujo Wu's voice from behind.

"Why didn't Xiao Li say that you killed yourself in front of Qi Haihai?"

Everyone: "!!!"

Ye Mo Zhengdao looked serious, and looked at Wujo Wu who walked in from the direction of the school gate: "What's going on?"

With regard to the report documents of the super-class mantra, Jianren Qihai focused on what happened in the ten days after he and Wuli disappeared, all of which were business-like reports, and did not elaborate on what happened between him and Wuli.

Therefore, Zhengdao Noctua, who had obtained the information of the super-class Daoist mantra, did not care about the part that Jianren Qihai had blurred out.

But now the content of Wutiaowu's words made Ye Mozheng realize it belatedly—what did Jianren Qihai see in those ten days to avoid a junior colleague regardless of the workplace etiquette he always abided by? ?

In the sight of everyone looking over in unison, Wuli moved slightly.

He raised his eyes, and those black eyes looked at Gojo Satoru not far away with his hands in his pockets smiling without a trace of warmth, his heart that had been calm until now suddenly skipped a beat.

Ten days, for Qihai Jianren, is actually ten years spent in one day.

Wuli's adult soul is trapped in Xiao Wuli's underage body, watching with cold eyes the incorrect decisions made by Jianren Qihai, and the clumsy but hard-working ordinary people's happy and peaceful daily life.

However, does the intimacy of being together under the same roof day after day really have no effect on Wuli?

In the birth world, Wuli's consciousness was recovered late.

He was ten years old when he was picked up by Sanwa Yiyan on the verge of death, and he was already cold enough to kill the enemy, ignoring life and stepping on blood, revealing the madness and ferocity of Meteor Street without a doubt.

But Xiao Wuli was eight years old when he met Jianren Qihai. He hadn't met Hisoka yet, and there was still a glimmer of hope for the future.Qihai Jianren's utilitarian maintenance and gentleness touched Xiao Wuli's gradually dry and cold soul.

Even though Wuli regained consciousness afterward, the softness was still given to Wuli through the memory left in Xiao Wuli's body.

Miwa didn't have time to teach Wuli to understand human emotions.

However, whether it is Qihai Jianren's maintenance and daily companionship, or the trembling hands and painful eyes that grabbed his collar at the end, they are all firmly engraved in Wuli's mind.

The fierce beast stood among the crowd, but felt at a loss for the first time.

He couldn't classify this irrational emotion into any category he had experienced. It was neither the killing intent of the enemy, nor the official business of his colleagues for the same purpose.

Wu Li hesitated, and slowly blinked his eyes.

"The soul is composed of memories and emotions. The real person who wants to touch my soul, the spell resonates with the curse formed by negative emotions in my past memory. If you want to leave the born world built by the power storm, kill the real person and Breaking down the anchors of the false world is a must.”

Wuli's voice was calm, with the same rationality as before.

But this time, even the dullest of people noticed something was wrong.

"The anchor point of the born world...? Teacher Wuli's memory, the anchor point is... Teacher Wuli?"

"If this is the case, then killing Wuli teacher is indeed the most rational and correct choice. But if it is me, even if I know this is correct, I can't attack my companion."

Gojo Satoru kept watching Wuli's expression change.

Even if Wuli explained it, other people who didn't know that Wuli and Jianren Qihai lived together for ten years in the world of birth would not be able to feel in detail what a terrible impact this had on Jianren Qihai.

After the two of them broke out of the world of birth and faced Jianren Qihai's obvious gaffe, Gojo Satoru stalked Jianren Qihai and asked about the detailed process.

'Li, on his adult birthday, killed himself in front of me... Li died in my arms. '

Then Gojo Satoru took a deep breath on the spot, looking at the slumped junior junior in front of him, he rarely felt a sigh.

"Three rounds are true, can't we escape the predetermined death for Xiaoli?" Gojo Satoru muttered in a low voice, then put on his smile again, and waved to the first and second grade students next to him.

"Don't you need to go on a mission? You won't be able to catch up with the Shinkansen any later."

Only then did the onlookers realize that they were going to deal with the investigation when they walked to the school gate!

"Let's go now, see you, Mr. Wujo."

"Teacher Wuli... consider finding a chance to reconcile with Teacher Qihai?"

Wuli nodded slightly towards the students and watched them leave.

When he turned around, Gojo Satoru's expression became serious again.

"The reason why Xiaoli chases after the super-level curse spirit is because he has noticed something? It's about the cause of Sanlun's death."

Wuli's eyes were still full of confusion just now, but they were already chilling.

"All those involved in causing the teacher's death..."

"I won't let go of any of them!"

Rejecting the idea of ​​Yemo Zhengdao, who was full of question marks, Wujou locked the door, and Wuli opened the [circle], isolating all prying eyes from the outside world.

"Xiao Li may not know that a female student was lost during the emergency evacuation of the residents on the night you hunted down the super magic spirit."

Gojo Satoru walked to Wuli and sat down: "When replaying the child's previous route, her classmates mentioned that when she was buying comics in a bookstore, she met a black-haired man with sutures on his forehead, and then never again. Never seen her."

"I went to the bookstore to check it, and it was carefully wiped out of the taint of the spell. But the other party missed a little bit."

Gojo Satoru looked at the young man in front of him who was as calm as a piece of ice and had nothing to do with madness, and laughed loudly: "When that curse master was performing the spell, you happened to release the power just across a wall. A ray of curse power It was wrapped up and kept in the ruins."

A transparent glass jar was placed on the table between the two by Gojo Satoru.

Qi condensed on Wuli's eyes, allowing him to see the magic power sealed in the glass jar.

But Wuli immediately frowned—the curse power was born from the negative emotions of the curse master or the curse master himself, so the first premise is that the owner of the curse power must be alive.

However, it is completely opposite to the source of the mantra, and it comes from the "qi" of life force, so he can clearly see that this mantra is mixed with a wisp of death energy.

So Wu Li asked, "Did that Curse Master die on the spot?"

Gojo Satoru's laughter stopped abruptly.

He stared blankly at Wuli, and then understood what Wuli meant.

"No." Gojo Satoru, who lost his smile, pursed his lips with a cold expression: "It seems that the dead have come back to life."

After the words fell, Gojo Satoru lowered his head and fell into a long silence.

Wu Li'an sat on the chair, unhurriedly waiting for Gojo Satoru to prepare words to explain to him.At this moment, his cell phone vibrated.

It was a message from Orihara Rinya, and the content was only a photo.

——A man with dark green half-long hair walked past the corner of the street with his kimono gathered. Not far behind him, a woman with sutures on her forehead could be vaguely seen looking at him.

The top view photos are poorly pixelated, with the time and date in the corners.Looks like it came from street surveillance a decade ago.

Wuli's breath was instantly unstable, and the strength in his hand was so strong that he almost crushed the phone.

Orihara Rin also seemed to have foreseen Wuli's reaction, and sent the second photo in time.

——The black-haired fox-eyed man was wearing cassock, with the same suture on his forehead.

Orihara Linya: [Three rounds died so badly, hee hee. ]

"Crack!"

The phone was broken into Wuli's palm, making a crisp sound.

The air flow that was originally flowing peacefully around his body roared violently, creating a strong wind in the room.

Gojo Satoru was pulled back from his contemplation by the sudden voice, and looked up at Wuli, his face paled in shock: "Does Xiaoli despise me so much now? Xiaoli gets angry when I'm out of my mind?"

Wuli ignored Gojo Satoru's joke-like ridicule, just looked at him deeply with those black eyes, and asked: "Gojo, since you even noticed the disappearance of the female student, then you have investigated all the unregistered students before. Humans and magicians who have contacted super-level magic spirits, right? Give me the information."

Gojo Satoru: "? What did you say suddenly?"

"The third-level spell spirit that was originally used for my entry assessment became a special-level spell spirit that was customized for me. Including five unregistered special-level spell spirits you encountered... With your personality, there must be investigations The origins of those super magic spirits. I want those materials, and in exchange, I can give you the information I have learned."

While Wuli stood up and walked towards the gate, 【Circle】was removed.

"Before he killed the super-level magic spirit master in the born world, he told me that he had heard the name Sanwa Yiyan from his fellow traveler Xia Youjie. After coming out of the born world, I entrusted Boduo's information The teacher is investigating Xia Youjie's information...the man with the stitches on his forehead is probably related to my teacher's death."

Before stepping out of the gate, Wuli stopped with his back to Gojo Satoru.

That handsome face was shrouded in shadow, with a cold murderous intent: "I'm going to find out the content of the teacher's mission ten years ago, and find out what happened at that time."

"Xia Youjie, the super-increasing number of super magic spirits, ten years of custom-made magic spells for me, the help of the Kyoto government to cover up the news, and the leftovers of the teacher's bloody clothes..."

The ferocious beast tore apart human skin, revealing the hatred that goes deep into the soul without hesitation.

"Whoever robs the teacher from me, I will also rob their world."

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut.

Only Gojo Satoru was left sitting stiffly in the empty room.

Wuli, who was immersed in new discoveries and hatred, didn't realize that when he mentioned Xia Youjie's name, Gojo Satoru's original listening posture was shattered, revealing the astonishment when he saw the resurrection of the dead and the embarrassment that emerged from the bottom of his heart. A complex expression intertwined with secrets and flukes.

After a long time, Gojo Gojo, who had been sitting withered, turned his head and looked at the table with dull pauses.

The glass jar that sealed the magic power that Xiaoli thought was mixed with dead energy, and the mobile phone parts that were crushed and thrown out casually.

In the blink of an eye, a conjecture connecting all the information points took shape in Wujo Wu's mind.

"how is this possible……"

"Jie him, I killed him with my own hands."

·

Wuli didn't care about Wujo Wu's entanglement and hesitation.

After Orihara Rinya sent a message, he confirmed that the intelligence dealer in Ikebukuro had indeed hidden some information.

——As early as when Orihara Lin also entrusted the Headless Horseman to deliver the materials, he had given the other party a warning.Since the other party continues to do his own way, he can do what he says.

Wuli sneered and went to Ikebukuro alone.

After designing Orihara Rinya to experience a series of incidents such as leaking location information to hostile gangs, escaping from the siege, and being hunted down by Shizuo Heiwajima, Wuli wore a scarlet robe and stepped on the streets of the West Exit Park in Ikebukuro. The ground was in a mess, and Orihara Rinya's temporary hiding place was found.

"The Headless Horseman Celty's head you hid has already been given to the Horseman by me—by the way, I told the black doctor who lived with her about what you did to the Horseman with the details modified. "

Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

In the empty park at night, Wuli's low-pitched, magnetic voice seemed extraordinarily cold and inorganic.

Orihara Lin was also startled, blinking his eyes, realizing what Wuli had done.

"So everything I've experienced in the past two days was caused by Mr. Wuli?" The intelligence dealer put his hands in the pockets of his coat with a furry collar, and jumped down from the tree where he was hiding.

He smacked his lips, feeling a little regretful: "It seems that I will be enemies with those two in the future. I hope Celti will continue to accept my commission regardless of the past... Well, it seems unlikely."

"but!"

Orihara Lin also quickly recovered his excited and crazy appearance: "It's really great, Wuli-kun! Ah...that's why I love human beings so much, there will always be surprises hahahaha! Those gang idiots were killed It's really funny that you take advantage of the stupid appearance that you go around without knowing it!"

"Ah, really, Wuli-kun's figure when handling tasks is always so fascinating, I can't get enough of it~"

Orihara Rinya still had the wound on his face when he escaped from the siege, and the corner of his mouth was bruised from the beating by Shizuo Heiwajima.But he still raised his head and laughed heartily, even his body trembled.

Wuli stared indifferently at the maniac appearance of the other party, and then asked: "If you dare to ignore my warning and conceal information, you must have expected that I would come to you."

He also reached out his hand to Ori Yuanlin: "Xia Youjie's information."

Orihara Lin also raised his eyebrows, and grinned: "I didn't..."

"Xia Youjie, now the best friend of Gojo Satoru, the strongest conjurer, defected after graduating from high school and became the leader of Panxing Sect, a group of curse masters. He was killed by Gojo Satoru a year ago."

However, before Orihara could finish telling the fabricated lie, Wuli had already told Xia Youjie's basic information.

Orihara Lin was also slightly surprised, and then reacted and shrugged: "Since you know, why don't you ask me? I'm just an ordinary kind human being who doesn't know anything."

The corners of Wuli's lips curled up slightly, as if mocking the confidence of the intelligence dealer: "Orientation, you are not the only intelligence dealer, and I did not rely on intelligence dealers to live until now. I have already entrusted other people with information about Xia Youjie." Found it."

"I'm here to confirm to you—"

The young man's voice was very soft, but Orihara Rinya's pupils shrank slightly.

"In your recent life, there must have been some phenomena that cannot be explained by science. For example, an inexplicable weak body, and a monster behind you when you glanced at the mirror... When you were commissioned by me to investigate what happened ten years ago, you already Do you know the existence of the magic world and magic spirits?"

Wuli tilted his head slightly, and asked, "According to your personality, you should have sold information about me to Xia Youjie, and also investigated this person who came back from the dead in detail. Then, you should know what the curser will do." ?”

——Curse spirit.