Vest hunting system

"No, have you forgotten what you said before?"

While Kashima Kiyoshi got up to check the food in the hanging pot, he imitated Gojo Satoru's angry tone and relayed what he said to Xia Youjie: "What are you thinking?"

In the remote village where they received them, they were so densely packed that they were still using the old hearth for cooking.

Gojo Satoru stood next to him with his arms folded, his face slumped, and after Kashima Kiyoshi finished his last sentence, he stood there coldly, in a state of being caught at one point.

Xia Youjie closed his eyes, his face was expressionless, and what the curse spirit told him intermittently when he saw the two children just now was still in his mind.

The two quarreled in the air, and Kashima Kiyoshi's concept of right and wrong was not perfect. In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with both of them. It was difficult to explain clearly. His participation could only develop into a partial fight, and he simply didn't bother to persuade the two of them to fight.

He cleared his mind and decided to concentrate on being a messenger while preparing dinner.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's quarrel started when they entered this village.

Xia Youjie accepted an urgent mission, and the mission location was a remote village located on the border of a certain forest.

Kashima Kiyoshi and Gojo Satoru followed him to investigate.

The village head led a group of people to receive them. Recently, strange things happened frequently in the village. They showed great enthusiasm for the officials who came to investigate.

The elderly village chief was very excited for Xia Youjie as if he saw a savior.

"Everyone in the village knows each other, so they don't lock the door all the year round. I didn't expect that a few months ago, the things of each household began to disappear inexplicably." The village chief said with fear, "There have been strange things before. But because the frequency is low and the impact is small, everyone is no stranger to it.”

"In the beginning, everyone thought that there were thieves in the village, but gradually, the livestock raised in the village bled to death one after another, not to mention the footsteps heard at night, and the strange laughter of children heard while working... Alas, I won’t talk about such trivial matters, it’s all written in the documents handed over to the adults.”

"Until the last week, the last goose in the village died. I didn't expect that when the livestock were gone, they would start dying, and the children would die!"

The village chief shivered when he thought of something: "Four or five days ago, children from two families suddenly disappeared. They were not discovered until yesterday. Their bodies died in the dry well in the back village."

There was a shortage of conjurers. The conjurers in this village had been discovered a long time ago by the conjurers, but because there had been no major incidents, the priority was naturally pushed back, and the conjurers were sent to other more urgent tasks.

It was precisely because Xia Youjie received the news that someone had died in the village suddenly that Xia Youjie was urgently sent to investigate.

Xia Youjie frowned: "Where is the incident?"

Before stepping into the village, he felt that the concentration of the curse in this place was much higher than other places, and the faces of the villagers who lived with the high concentration of the curse showed depression.

The village chief shook his head and insisted, "No, there is no need to go to that place." He swallowed, terrified of the dry well in Houcun.

"In fact, we all know the reasons for these problems. If you don't mind, please go to a place with us first."

The village chief's expression became more and more determined, and he looked at Xia Youjie and Ka Daoqing with a flattering smile.

"This way please, sir, the two monsters from our village are locked in the house over here—"

In the room, there was a large cage made of rough wood, in which two little girls were imprisoned.

Whether it's the girl standing there staring at them, or the other girl sitting behind and tugging at the hem of her skirt, there is not a piece of good flesh on the exposed skin.

The hair was knotted, the blood clots on the body mixed with the mud, and condensed into dirty dirt covering the whole body.

The two children were emaciated and obviously malnourished.

Standing next to them were ignorant and complacent villagers.

A group of people headed by the village chief surrounded Xia Youjie and said in a gesture of credit: "We caught it, and these two monsters must have brought misfortune to our village. Please help us get rid of them!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Monsters, they were monsters a long time ago!"

"They can see dirt!"

The villagers behind him spoke in a few words, wishing to trample the two children to death with words.

Kashima Kiyoshi gave a "tsk", trying hard to control the desire to taunt.

Gojo Satoru frowned more and more, and clenched his fists.

A weak curse spirit invisible to ordinary people flew from the side, intermittently telling what happened to the two little girls in this village that it saw.

Xia Youjie gradually revealed his murderous intentions, and when the villagers realized something was wrong, they fell silent, and the village head said cautiously, "My lord, what's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru sensed that something was wrong, and subconsciously reached out to stop Xia Youjie. When his fingers passed through Xia Youjie's body, he quickly turned to look at Kashima Kiyoshi.

It was the first time Kashima Kiyoshi saw Gojo Satoru showing such an expression, and he was taken aback for a moment before helping Gojo Satoru to stop Xia Youjie.

Originally, Xia Youjie was caught in his own thinking, wanting to summon the curse spirit, what he wanted to do was self-evident.

After being pressed down by Kashima Kiyoshi, the corners of his eyes were a little red with anger, and Kashima Kiyoshi was startled by this appearance.

Kashima Kiyoshi was calmer than him, and quickly issued an order to the villagers: "Leave these two children to us, and you don't need to worry about other things. We will find a place to stay by ourselves. Don't disturb us."

Lu Daoqing seemed to be much harder to get along with than Xia Youjie. The village chief was afraid of these two people with special abilities from the very beginning, and without doubting him, he quickly took the villagers away while thanking him.

The three of them and their two children found a hut for a temporary rest.

Lu Daoqing and Xia Youjie are both of the opposite sex, and they can't get in touch too closely. After finding some clothes for them, they put the two children in the bathroom and let them clean up by themselves.

As soon as the two children left, Kashima Kiyoshi asked Xia Youjie to put a simple sound-proof barrier under Gojo Satoru's gesture.

With their backs to the two children, and separated by a messenger Kashima Kiyoshi, Wujo Wujo and Xia Youjie started to quarrel like this.

After hearing a few words from Kashima Qingchuan, Xia Youjie opened his eyes, his expression alienated: "Before... I used to think too one-sidedly. What's more, you have seen the appearance just now, I don't think I want to do it. behavior is wrong."

"Wu, those two children are only so old, but they have been living this way since a long time ago."

Gojo Satoru squeezed his sleeve tightly with his fingers.

"You don't think I'm angry? I also want to kill those bastards, but when we were doing missions together, we have encountered such things before, right?"

Wherever curses exist, human malice always follows.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie have performed too many missions, and have seen all kinds of human beings. In the past, Gojo Wu always showed instinctive aversion to the inferiority of human beings. Xia Youjie advised him not to think about killing people.

Covering his forehead with his slightly hypothermic palm, Gojo Satoru tried to calm himself down. He didn't understand why Xia Youjie's transformation was so drastic: "The only difference is that the children who were abused in previous missions were ordinary people. Today we What I met was a conjurer."

"Is it because they are magicians?"

"Yes, just because they are magicians."

After Xia Youjie opened his eyes again, his eyes were firm, and he had already made up his mind: "Isn't it enough for us to deal with the mess of cursing for them? The conjurers will still be persecuted by ordinary people who protect them, and life is not good at all. what is this?"

Gojo Satoru leaned heavily against the wall, puzzled: "You want to kill them all, what's the difference from killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

"His example has just passed, have you seen it with your own eyes, haven't you seen enough?"

Gojo Satoru's voice roared.

"Wu, you don't need to say any more." Xia Youjie clenched his fist, and then let it go quickly: "I won't do things so extreme like a curse spirit."

"Deciding to hate monkeys does not mean that I will be with the curse spirit."

"You fucking want to kill them all, isn't that extreme?"

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment: "I have my persistence."

Since the two can no longer decide the outcome by fighting, neither of them can convince the other.

In the end, Kiyoshi Kashima looked at the time and ended the quarrel with a sentence, "It's time for them to wash up."

The two little girls eyed the two men who led them out of the cage in fear.

Children's senses are purer. Compared with Ka Daoqing, who is scared when they look at it, they instinctively choose Xia Youjie, who is closer to the magician.

Gojo Wujo said wearily, "Take them back to the high school."

"Helping that little boy raise a child is just raising a child, and it doesn't matter if he raises two more." Said the young master Wutiao who spent money like water.

Kashima Kiyoshi served the soup, and relayed to Xia Youjie: "Take it to the high school, he will help you raise the child."

Xia Youjie paused: "The ambiguity of these words is not pleasant."

Kashima Kiyoshi didn't care: "Actually, I support it."

He understates his position.

Gojo Satoru, who had just sat down, stood up in an instant: "Qing, you also...?"

"Hate that cannot be completely retaliated will continue forever." Kashima Kiyoshi unconsciously recalled his childhood in his mind, the instructor's scolding, severe training...

He answered Wujo Satoru with words extracted from his own experience. It seemed that he was talking to himself, but it made the two little girls' numb hearts tremble a little.

Wutiao Wuqi, who has always acted on Xia Youjie's philosophy and never intentionally attacked ordinary people, smiled: "Oh, I thought I was the only one who was crazy."

It turns out that none of you are normal.

Xia Youjie's expression was unclear, he looked at the two little girls: "What about you?"

"Revenge but will be wanted, or just leave?"

Nanako and Mimiko looked at each other, and they both saw the same flame in each other's eyes, and they spoke at the same time——

"revenge."

Five days later, a mission report that shocked the magic world was presented to the top management.

"Confirmed xx village, all 112 residents died."

"... Judging from the filthy spell power of the mission site, it can be concluded that the death of 112 residents was caused by the person in charge of this mission (Xia Youjie, a third-year junior high school student) who practiced magic spells."

At the same time, the relationship between Gojo Satoru and Kashima Kiyoshi deteriorated to a freezing point.