Temple and special horse racing skills

For Jianren Qihai, this is a scene that he never wants to recall for the second time in his life.

He and Huiyuan were assigned to go to a remote small village to exorcise the curse spirit. This is just part of countless missions, just like athletes completing self-discipline training every day, office workers are busy in the office every day, like In this way, it is very common to kill the second-level spell spirit with two people attacking.

But this time it missed - the intelligence work was wrong, the first-level birth god incident has risen to a level that they can't handle at all, people's ignorant beliefs have fed it fat and strong, and even a simple birth domain has sprouted The magic spirits are also good at long-range attacks. These two melee magicians can't get close at all, and they are almost trapped in the natural field to consume magic power out of thin air.

Death is very close, never before, at that moment Qihai felt a little regretful, he should not have accepted the invitation to come to the High School of Conjuration, this place is a very disdainful classmate except for the dangerous magic spirit, and talent determines He will never be as relaxed and calm as Gojo Satoru in his whole life.

There was a long cut in the eye socket because he couldn't dodge it in time, he might be blind because of it, but that doesn't matter, it's not bad to see the curse spirit anymore.Blood flowed into his eyes, and his field of vision turned crimson. At that moment, he felt that he was about to die on the spot, and Hui Yuan's condition was not optimistic. At this moment, the attack suddenly turned into a photo. .

Immediately afterwards, his second counterpart punched through the photo.

- Projection spells, keyframes at 24th of a second.

The curse spirit flew far away because of the impact, but soon continued to rush towards it with high spirits.

"...The Buddhist monastery?"

He murmured, still not recovering from his astonishment: "Aren't you dealing with other tasks alone?"

"It was resolved quickly. It happened to be near this village at the time, and the assistant superintendent insisted that I wait for the two of you to go home in the same car."

Naoya said angrily, mobilizing his spell power: "I didn't expect the two of you to drag it so late."

"...I thought you had eyes to see that this is a first-level curse spirit."

"Then what's the matter, I have also exorcised one level."

"This should have been a secondary incident—"

"No matter what level it is, there is no chance for you to regret in the life of a conjurer, layman."

Mantras don't know the rules.When the rescue arrived, Zenyuan Naoya, who supported the call, also turned pale due to blood loss.One of the other two students was sitting under the tree with his eyes closed, and the other had already fallen into a deep coma. He stopped the bleeding while listening to Naoya's report on the specific situation of the mission. It is a type of close combat, so it is extremely difficult to fight.

"I don't know why, but the Zen Academy students immediately realized that there was a problem with the task here..."

The auxiliary supervisor looked terrified. At first, he thought that Qihai and Huiyuan had gone to buy snacks secretly—Gojo Satoru and Xia You often dragged their time to catch fish like this when they were on outstanding missions.

"It's experience."

He said angrily: "My experience is longer than all of you's careers. I killed the curse spirit when I was ten years old."

A group of laymen, he was always in a bad mood on the way back, he made a mistake in observation, misrepresented the information, and two classmates only knew how to hold back, a large group of amateur conjurers accumulated in this industry to make the situation so embarrassing .

Conjurers put their lives to do dangerous work, and at the same time gain the admiration and respect of others. This has always been a value, but now something invisible seems to be loosening and collapsing.

"I don't want to be a conjurer anymore."

Nanami said in the car with her eyes closed.

"Well said, get out of here."

"...Don't you just keep it?"

"You two get out early and I clean up earlier. The souvenirs only know to bring some unpleasant things."

Naoya sarcastically.

Seven Seas:  …

He shouldn't have expected anything good from this man's mouth.

Xia Youjie hurriedly took a look at them. Although Huiyuan was in danger several times, he was finally hanged by Glass's reversal technique.The remaining two people sat on the side edge of the room. Nanami's eyes were bandaged, and the front was pitch black. Naoya had broken an arm and two ribs, and also had a slight fracture in the leg bone. Order to restrict activities.

"—Is it true that only those who have been in contact with the spirit of the curse since childhood can be a good magician?"

Qihai asked suddenly.

"Not entirely, Xia Youjie, a commoner conjurer, is very strong."

"Hmm...Senior Xia You is really outstanding."

"If you want to escape, you'd better do it as soon as possible."

Naoya said: "If you don't have the awareness to constantly face this kind of problem, get out as soon as possible."

"...Are you really not going to change the way you speak?"

"Huh? There's nothing wrong with the way I speak."

Seven Seas fell silent.

It wasn't because of Chanyuan Naoya's mouth—he had become more or less resistant to it after listening to it as a classmate for two years—but that although what the other party said was ugly, it was an indisputable fact.

Being a conjurer will constantly face death, which is an iron rule that has existed since the Heian period.There is no such thing as a conjurer who dies without regrets. If there is no reason to engage in this profession, then the moment you feel confused about "becoming a conjurer" itself is the best time to quit this circle .

On the other side, Gojo Satoru went around a lot, but couldn't find anyone who could play games with him.

The white-haired young superman was holding a pen and turning it over and over in his hand, his face was full of boredom, he sneaked into his best friend's dormitory in the middle of the night, his blue eyes shone brightly in the night, and Xia Youjie was startled .

"... Enlightenment?"

He has been seriously deprived of sleep recently, and he doesn't have a reversal technique to replenish his energy, so he can only warn the other party in advance: "I have work tomorrow, I won't get up all night."

"Tch, so boring, I didn't come to ask you to play games."

Gojo Satoru said: "Skip class tomorrow, anyway, going to school now is just exorcising the curse spirit."

Xia Youjie subconsciously wanted to stop him: "Wu, but as conjurers, especially special grades, we need—"

"Positive opinion is forbidden!"

The other party immediately crossed his arms and put on a gesture of rejection: "Skipping class! It's okay to be self-willed once in a while! I haven't gone out to play for a long time! Jay, Jay—please!"

Xia Youjie was helpless.

Ordinary high school boys will definitely not put down their face to act like a baby when they grow up to sixteen or seventeen years old, but Gojo Wu has no shame at all, and he is completely pragmatic. After discovering that this trick is useful for him There is a vague attitude of getting worse.

"Okay, then go somewhere you can go back and forth in a day."

Xia Youjie said helplessly: "Otherwise, Teacher Ye Mo will be very angry."

"Who cares about him?"

Gojo Satoru curled his lips: "It's a precious day! I don't want to go to the comic shop, and Akihabara hasn't released new figures recently. Although the movie doesn't have a big screen, I can still watch it when I'm in high school. After all, I compare Jay every day now. It's been a few hours longer."

The inversion technique even replaced the necessary sleep, and for four hours a day, this person was able to keep moving around in high spirits.

Xia Youjie has never been able to understand how the energy of mantra works, but in Gojo Wu's body, it does vaguely have the tendency of the first type of perpetual motion machine - mantra can compress the body when it is completed. During the rest time, the brain will continue to generate mana power continuously, and the cycle will never end.

"So where does Wu want to go? Just like last time, use the magic spell to pretend to be an adult and go to the game hall?"

"I don't have much interest in that, it's just to win the little steel balls... By the way! Go visit the big sister next door when I was a child! She has a full set of Digimon instant battle decks at home, and the limited editions are all collected! You play two-on-two together!"

Xia Youjie: ...

It's really nice for everyone to play board games together, but considering the area of ​​the Gojo's house, it's hard to imagine him having any neighbors.Xia Youjie complained wildly in his heart, but he couldn't stop his best friend who was obviously already excited.

In order to prove that he really has a "big sister next door" he knew in childhood, and not a fantasy generated in his mind because of watching too many cartoons, Gojo Satoru was also forced to describe some of the other party's personal characteristics.

"I visited Wujo's house a few times when I was a child."

"Very smart, very good at playing games, six or seven years older than me and Jie."

"I got married early and moved out when I was in elementary school."

"So you're going to Kyoto?"

If you take the Shinkansen, you can go back and forth in a day...

"No! Her home is in Saitama Prefecture! The child is probably two or three years old now."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "Last time I lost too much, this time with Jie I will definitely win back!"

Xia Youjie chuckled, although he was sleepy, he was also a little interested: "Wu also loses sometimes."

"I can't help it—that's why Jie has to work hard this time! To win back!"

Xia Youjie regretted it when he woke up the next day. He began to feel that his obsessive promise last night must be because he was too sleepy and lacked the ability to make rational judgments.

A family that Satoru can visit and has a good relationship with... No matter how I think about it, I feel something is wrong.

"If you visit someone's house unexpectedly, you should at least make a phone call first."

His common sense is constantly calling the police in his heart: "It's impolite to disturb someone's home without notifying like Wu!"

"no, I'm fine!"

Gojo Satoru, however, took it for granted: "You don't need to notify in advance when you go to her house!"

"..."

Xia Youjie was thoughtful, but he felt that he couldn't be blindly confident in Wu's social knowledge: "Are you guys close? Do you keep in touch?"

"I don't know her very well. The last time I went to her house was when I was a child, and I recently moved to a new address. In fact, I haven't been to her new house yet."

Gojo Satoru replied.

——Isn’t this completely unfamiliar! !

Xia Youjie suddenly showed a struggling expression. He had already started thinking about how to apologize when he rashly broke into someone's house later.It's a pity that my little friend didn't realize his entanglement at all, and happily said that if there is anything undecided, he can consult the other party, and he will definitely get a satisfactory answer.

"........."

He has been married and has children, and sounds like a very calm personality. After this kind of personality portrait is established in his brain, the alarm in his brain becomes louder, and for some reason, there is always a vague danger early warning.

But the warning was useless at all. He was dragged by Wujo Wulian to the door of Yihujian. The white-haired conjurer took out his mobile phone to confirm the address, and nodded happily: "No problem, it's here !"

——There is a clear difference in painting style from those Kyoto families in the impression.

Gojo Satoru rang the doorbell very naturally, and then knocked on the door. After waiting for a few seconds, the door was swung open. The person who opened the door had a face that Xia Youjie didn't want to see no matter what.

The owner of the face also had an annoyed expression, with "Why are you" written all over his face.

Xia Youjie took a step back, and immediately put on a confrontational posture, but his expression was still unbelievable: "... Wu, the big sister of the neighbor's house you mentioned is he?"

Did this guy beat them both to death a while ago?And it doesn't matter what gender it is...

"what?"

"How could it be, Jie, your thinking is so perverted."

The two spoke out together.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Shi Er looked at the two of them, and he blocked the door of the room tightly, saying word by word: "I remember, common sense in society includes not to trespass in other people's homes, right?"

"But I didn't trespass, and she would know what she said in advance without saying hello. People who casually poke someone's brain with a spell with saliva have no right to complain here."

Gojo Satoru replied, suddenly turned up the volume, yelled at the back of the door, and tried to squeeze into the room: "A mirror, sister A mirror, I brought my classmates to play—"

"...immediately."

Shi Er put one foot against the door frame: "Go out from here."

Followed by the sound of tapping footsteps, a small head carved out of the same mold as Shier protruded from the crack of the door.Gojo Satoru bent down and looked at Xiaohui face to face, his eyes flicked back and forth between the two of them, and finally showed a particularly disgusted expression: the power of genetic genes is really annoying.

Ah Jing's voice chased after him, so even though Shi Er was full of displeasure, he finally let the two of them in.

"Don't move around, don't touch anything, especially you... Put back the comics I just packed!"

Unlike Wujo Wu, who moved freely as if he had returned to his own home, Xia Youjie was cautious and vigilant from head to toe after entering the room. This man was very strong, very strong. He once beat the two of them to death. He quickly walked out of the psychological shadow and even had a breakthrough, but it didn't mean he could let go of it easily—even though the decoration of this home looked similar to most families.

Xiaohui is very used to having guests at home, and Jin Meiji just took a sneak peek before returning to her room. On the contrary, Ah Jing came over with the fruit and saw Xia Youjie who didn't know where to put his hands and feet. His expression was taken aback.

The other party was also surprised. He had a relationship with this conjurer, but the situation was too chaotic at that time, and he didn't have time to find out her specific identity.

"Excuse me, I—"

Before she finished speaking, the fruit plate in the hands of the person in front of her fell to the ground. She covered her nose with one hand, and there was a faint smell of blood between her fingers.

Shi Er immediately wanted to cover her eyes, but his wrist was firmly held: "Wait."

"—This is something you must see, Mr. Xia You?"

Eyes with heterochromatic irises stared at him: "Although it is the first meeting for you, I have something very important to tell you."