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——Why has no one done this?

The reason is actually very simple. When the other party mentioned it again, it was just to express helplessness, not to seek an answer.

The conjuration community has always looked down on non-magic masters, and of course they are unwilling to bow their heads and ask for help. Cooperation is stuck at a minimum. The most cooperation between the auxiliary supervisor and the local government is to let them be responsible for finding someone to pull the cordon and find excuses to drive away ordinary people.

In essence, they don't care too much about the mass deaths of non-magicians caused by the magic spirits. Even if there is no foundation for magicians, in the process of struggle, if necessary, it is not impossible to fill in their lives.

Hokkaido has a special barrier that covers the entire island. Aomori is indeed within the barrier of Tianyuan, but it is not rich because it is located on the border.

"In short, I will seriously consider adding a test of whether or not I can see spells in the color blindness screening and vision testing of elementary school students."

At the end of the conversation, the other party said: "Thank you for your reference suggestions for the future that can be met."

As for how to avoid alarming ordinary people and how to protect the seedlings of the magician more accurately, they also have a team that can devote themselves to this matter, so that everything will not be pointed at a person who is not even drinking age. Missing girl.

"Would you like to have a potluck with us in the evening? Just say thank you for the support and of course future assistance."

She is still barely a special second-level conjurer in Kyoto, as long as the Zenyuan family doesn't turn their faces quickly-but it won't be too far from the day of turning their faces.

Ah Jing looked at the civil servant wearing glasses, and shook his head: "No, we will find a place to eat by ourselves, but you..."

"how do I?"

The man became nervous, his heart was beating like a beating, as if he was about to hear his future death, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Buy a pregnancy test stick and folic acid on the way home, your wife is in the first trimester."

She said, "Congratulations."

The man's shoulders slumped, and he relaxed at first that he hadn't been pointed out any bad future. Then he suddenly realized what the other party said, and almost jumped up on the spot, his voice trembling: "Are you serious? I have to immediately Go home... No, I'm not off work yet, otherwise I'll ask for a leave of absence—"

Then he realized that the governor was not far away: "Hey, look at me, when I hear some news, I start to lose my composure."

After seeing off the excited incoherent civil servants, Ah Jing and Shier walked out of the shrine one after the other.There is a small park near the shrine, and roadside stalls are selling octopus balls and buttered potatoes.

"Do you want to eat Shir?"

"We'll have dinner later."

"Snacks have another stomach."

"...No matter how you say it, you are still a human being, and it would be too exaggerated to have two stomachs."

This guy really doesn't know how to play tricks at all!Ah Jing went to buy a buttered potato indignantly, and handed it in two: "Future Vision's energy consumption is completely maintained by food intake. I am not a robot and can rely on charging. Today's conversation is absolutely Enough for a buttered potato!"

...and didn't stop you from eating.

Shi Er reached out to take it, and the butter gradually melted on the hot potatoes, exuding a rich milky aroma.This metaphor is actually quite accurate, just like a supercomputer consumes a lot of power when performing high-power calculations. If you want to see the changing future clearly, the energy consumption is quite severe.

This guy's appetite has been separated from his peers since he entered adolescence. Compared with the occasional reliance on glucose injections when he was a child, his condition has improved a lot since he was a little older to support his appetite.

I didn't see any fat, and the food I ate was consumed quite solidly.

In his life so far, the women Shier has known in the Chanyuan can be roughly divided into two categories.

One of them is the female relatives of the conjurer family. They seem to be silent and respectful in the same way. As a conjurer, they try their best to find faults in all aspects. In fact, their minds are full of twists and turns, and no one can guess What are they thinking? The other type is more straightforward. The women you meet in kabuki halls are usually easy to deal with, and they will put on some flattering makeup. It is an absolute taboo to show that you have a lot of food in front of the opposite sex. .

...It doesn't look like either, he looked at the guy who bought another box of octopus balls and took one bite at a time, and sighed sincerely while observing.

"...I always feel that Shire is thinking about something impolite."

"No."

"Really?"

"How could I be rude to you?"

Ah Jing handed him the last two octopus balls in the paper box together with the bamboo sticks, and complained in a low voice: "It's too skilled, isn't this a fluent answer."

Meals and accommodation at night were all settled in Aomori County. The Kasimaki family dispatched people very efficiently. It didn't take long for them to live in a clean Japanese room.There is a portable cassette stove on the table in the center of the room, and a pot is placed on the stove, and steam is bubbling from the pot.

"It's agreed to eat seafood pot tonight."

Ah Jing seemed very satisfied: "There are also ingredients Shier wants to eat."

The focus of Shier's observations was on the nearby buildings.

Every big family of conjurers has its own traditions, and the Kasaki family is no exception.The high courtyard wall cuts off the sight of prying eyes from the outside, but the atmosphere here is indeed a little more relaxed than that of the Zen Yuan. When they came in, they happened to see a nearby resident coming to deliver apples, saying that they helped find a certain family member. The lost youngest son, send some fruits grown by himself to express his gratitude.

At least Yusanjia will not communicate with non-artists easily.

Boxes of apples piled up in a small pile at the door of the house, and were soon moved into the yard by the magicians who heard the news.Seeing Shi Er's expression was slightly puzzled, someone immediately explained to him in a low voice, saying that the child of this family had been lost for a few days, "Even the police were dispatched and they did not come down. Fortunately, it was found in time."

No one questioned his identity, and no one asked why he didn't have the slightest spell power. Most people took him for granted, as if the two of them should stand together.

Those "white beats" once said in the tone of those who have experienced it that marriage is the grave of love.But now, he is still alive, but he seems to be nailed into a coffin. The coffin is a spacious room with bright and clean windows. There are soft bedding in the closet, and in the center of the room is a steaming seafood that is too strong to ignore. pot.

Mantis shrimp with seventeen types of cones floated up and down in the pot.

"What's the matter? Don't you want to eat it? Obviously Shier said that he wants to eat this."

"Ah... sorry, I was a little distracted."

"Thinking about something?"

"Not really..."

It can't be said that he is thinking about how long this ridiculous marriage can last, it sounds too bad, and it doesn't fit his personality at all.

But the other party was obviously not satisfied with his perfunctory.

"It's so unfair."

She said, "Only I can't lie to you."

"Sometimes the truth can be embarrassing."

"It's a surprise, Shi Er would care about this character?"

"Unfortunately."

The seafood pot emits tempting white steam, and the rice in the bowl is stacked with bright red fish roe, with a small spike protruding high.The freshly cut shrimp meat is curled up on the plate, with a crystal clear color.

The person in front of him didn't continue to ask, but lowered his head to deal with the "gout package" in front of him.It was difficult for Shier to analyze whether he wanted her to ask more questions, or whether he expected the topic to be left alone.

The first discovery is that the conjurers here have a much broader vision than those in the conjuration world.

It is true that Yusanjia has accumulated more money and power, but after dinner, Ah Jing’s suggestions include investment direction, stock operation, and cooperation with ordinary local non-artists... everything is comprehensive and varied.

In addition to serving the hospital for conjurers, the Kabagi family even invested in a winery in cooperation with the local apple industry for sales, striving to play a set of "combined punches" in addition to the business of expelling curse spirits.

"The non-artist born in the family will be arranged to do related work. Of course, if you have your own ideas, you are welcome to put them forward."

Ah Jing introduced: "If one day completely breaks away from the world related to the magician, there will be no place to go."

"Is this what you planned to do?"

"I just provided a little shortcut, but everyone would have worked hard in this direction."

"Like that kid who played Go?"

"Well, just like Xiaoguang."

The night wind is very cold, and this area will become very quiet at night, not as lively as Tokyo or Kyoto at all.However, this kind of cold was greatly compromised by Tian Yu's cursing and domineering physical fitness, his breath was hot, and the moonlight shone on the ground with a thin layer of snow, reflecting a bright white.

"Here, Apple."

"Thank you."

Shi Er gently opened the apple, intending to throw half of it back to the other party.At this moment, a blanket fell lightly on his shoulders, and the people behind him were obviously very satisfied with his results: "What are you doing standing alone in the snow? If this continues, you will be covered with frost."

Snowy nights, warm blankets, and lights like beans at night.

"..."

For a moment, he felt as if something new had grown in his body, like a baby bird changing its fluff and giving birth to feathers, like a gecko with a severed tail growing a new tail.But he obviously hasn't changed in any way, the air is silent, and only one person's spell power remains in the room.

He is very familiar with that person.

Mirror, dysprosium wood mirror, far-sighted mirror, those eyes with heterochromatic irises.

If it were a novelist, or those white beats in Kabukicho, they might attribute this emotion to love.However, Shier sneered at this, he would rather it was some kind of unknown and indescribable emotion, or he might have suffered some strange curse.

Love is a thin vocabulary, and the Zenyuan family does not even have this thinness.

Human beings cannot offer others what they have not seen.

Most of the relationships between conjurers cannot escape bondage and curses. The huge debts they owe cannot restrain her, the deterrence of the Chanyuan family cannot restrain her, and the four-and-a-half-fold Japanese room cannot restrain her.

——Then what can I do?

When this idea was born, even Shi Er was a little surprised.He blamed it on the fact that the Chanyuan family is really rotten to the core, and everyone wants to take shortcuts. After seeing the structure and operation of the Kabagi family and the Ainu Conjuration Union, it is hard not to be concerned about this "everyday homework copying" state of mind.

It must be so, it cannot be otherwise.

He was in a complicated mood and couldn't help reaching out to cover his eyes, but the person who cursed was still ignorant, gnawing on an apple and using fructose to fill up the energy that was constantly being consumed.

This guy is a good guy.There is almost no need to think about this conclusion, otherwise she can leave the whole package of work in Hokkaido alone and let the non-magician kid cry and make trouble because of the disappearance of the magic spirit. With a soft and kind heart, you can completely ignore the "tortuous" process and only focus on the "good" result.

A good person in this world may not have good rewards, but this good person is still very strong, which makes him particularly blessed.

He walked back into the room obediently, and was sitting next to the other party. Compared with the two, his figure was obviously a full circle larger.

It was probably rare for Ah Jing to see this guy acting so honestly, so he was also surprised: "Is Shier thinking about something?"

"I'm thinking that the Zhibiren shouldn't just let it go."

Shi Er picked up a topic at random.

He has now discovered that only "actions that are about to happen" will be pre-read. After all, the future vision is not his understanding, and under the category of seemingly omniscient, there is actually a lot of room for change.

"Oh, that, they should have been shut down already."

Ah Jing answered casually.

"……what?"

"Before I left, I left a note at home and posted a notice at the door. I think that group of people will not come again in a short time."

The notice was left very unceremoniously, which probably means that if you can't provoke it, you can hide it. If you cause trouble, you don't mind beating the person who comes to provoke trouble until he is paralyzed.

Xinlang was so angry that the Chanyuan's seven orifices were full of smoke—the unfinished marriage was suddenly disturbed and Shi Er took advantage of it, and the most hateful thing was that they still couldn't beat him.

The note placed on the coffee table in the living room is even more succinct: you will encounter bad luck next month.

Don't say anything, don't say when, just one sentence has a deterrent effect.

Shi Er was curious: "You even predicted this?"

"How could it be? It's just random scribbling. Who can not encounter a little bit of bad luck in a month?"

Ah Jing didn't care about it: "It's enough for him to be worried for a whole month. Maybe his luck will get worse because of this kind of tense nerves."

"... Chick, they deserve it."

"That is to say, it would be good to give up the excess ambition earlier. From the moment of plotting the power that does not belong to oneself, the price of fate is already waiting on the road ahead."

Shi Er didn't immediately respond to this sentence - he must have been the one who was happy to see the success when he complained about the family of the Zen Academy before - he glanced at the other party, and then looked again, until he saw that Ah Jing felt a little inexplicably nervous.

"Is there something on my face?"

"Sometimes I feel like..."

Shi Er replied slowly: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Of course not, the voice echoed in my heart as soon as the words came out, this person would not lie to himself, as long as he really asked clearly, he would immediately get a precise negative conclusion.

But he would rather be.