The Inquisitor's Conjurer Mr.

The villa, which had been silent for a long time, came alive again. Well-dressed young waiters walked back and forth on the corridor, occasionally talking in a low voice, "I always feel a little tired today. The day has just started, and the guests haven't arrived yet."

"Probably because I didn't sleep well last night, my neck is a little sore... ah..." At this time, the young waiter in a long skirt saw the beautiful woman slowly coming from the other side of the corridor, and bent slightly : "Good day, Miss Xing."

Xing smiled gently, and patted the young waiter on the shoulder lightly, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Ah, it's not hard... this is what we should do... um...?"

The young waiter was in a daze for a moment, looked back at the back of Miss Xing who had gone away, and muttered to himself: "Is this the beauty effect? ​​I feel a lot more energetic!"

Xing who had already walked away spread out her palm, and when she raised her hand, the ashes in her palm drifted away with the wind. It was the trace that she had just used the talisman to remove the curse.

"Hey, it's really a lot of trouble..."

She looked up at the little monster entrenched on the brick-red outer wall, and sighed, the so-called specialization in art, she is actually not good at dealing with these things called spells.

But just in case, Xing decided to use spiritual power to draw a confinement formation before Gojo Satoru arrived, so that those monsters could not crawl randomly.

She clasped her hands together, and her fingertips shone with glistening white light. The wind blew from an unknown place, bringing the fragrance of roses, entangled with her soft hair, and her snow-white chin was exposed when she raised her head, as if her hair with light.

Like a beautiful bird--

The young man with a camera hanging around his neck was amazed at the beauty of this moment, but he didn't press the shutter. He wanted to leave quietly, but in the next second, Asuka had already opened his eyes.

Amber pupils melted into an icy blue sea, quietly watching his eyes.

"Long time no see, Xing-san."

So the young man with chestnut hair took back his steps, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and greeted him calmly.

"Bu Erjun, long time no see."

Xing came out from the corner and greeted with a smile.

"I didn't bother you, did I..."

"I didn't scare you just now..."

The two voices sounded at the same time, the two shook their heads, looked at each other and smiled, and the gap that had not been seen for a long time disappeared silently in each other's gentle eyes.

"Xing-sang, were you just now...?" Fuji Zhousuke asked curiously, although he noticed that Xing had his own little secret when he was studying, but out of politeness, he didn't bother to get to the bottom of it.

But since they all ran into each other head-on, it wouldn't be rude to ask one more question.

Fujisuke looked at Xing with a smile, and remembered the rumors about this villa, which was said to be a haunted house.

Luckily, he didn't miss the lively expression in Fujisuke's eyes, so he replied seriously: "Actually, as the rumors say, this is indeed a cursed villa."

"I don't know if Mr. Fuji has heard that the hostess of this house committed suicide in the garden?"

"Hmm..." Fujisuke supported his chin, "But in a sense, there is no house where no one has died."

"But there is a big difference between dying and dying with resentment, otherwise, how could there be so many strange urban stories in the world!" Xing showed a somewhat profound smile.

"Don't tell me that the ritual you just did was exorcising ghosts?"

"No." Xing smiled briefly, "As I said just now, the hostess committed suicide in the garden."

"Actually, the place where we are standing now is the little garden that used to be."

"..." Fujisuke was silent for a few seconds. For some reason, he suddenly felt a coldness from his feet to his heart. At a strange moment, he vaguely heard the sound of gurgling blood flowing in his pulse.

He opened his eyes, revealing ice blue pupils, "Is it an illusion?"

"No." Xing stared at the place where he was standing. There was a bush of flowers behind him. From the dark brown roots, he could see the fertile soil underneath. among her favorite dahlia bushes."

"When the villa was being repaired a year ago, the red high-heeled shoes that the hostess usually wears were dug out from behind you, but the bones disappeared..."

Xing's voice became softer and softer. At the same time, Buer felt the coldness behind him getting closer and closer. He tried his best to keep calm, but the ice-blue eyes that opened revealed his true emotions, "Under my feet Is there something?"

Fujisuke straightened his body, as if he could feel the rhythm of his heart beating in his abdominal cavity, and the unprecedented stimulation surrounded his senses. He was a little scared, but also a little novel.

"Want to see it?" Xing showed a sly smile at Fuji Shusuke.

"If discomfort occurs, I am not responsible for psychological counseling."

At this point, Fuji Zhousuke feels that as long as anyone has curiosity, he will not say no.

So Fuji Zhousuke smiled again, "It's okay, I'm not that easily scared."

Fuji Shusuke looked at Xing with some excitement, and in the next second he heard Xing utter a spell-like sentence from his mouth. Fuji Shusuke interpreted it as "the appearance of a monster". After a burst of white light, a green man appeared in front of him. Skin, a strangely shaped little monster, was lying at his feet, making a squeaking sound.

"Eh? It's a bit different from the female ghost I imagined?" Fujisuke became calmer.

"In fact, there are no ghosts in this villa. It's all these little monsters. We call it a curse, which comes from the negative emotions of human beings."

Bu Er Zhou Zhu thought for a while, and soon understood the reason: "This villa once died, and it spread the reputation of a haunted house. Facing such a haunted house, people will naturally have feelings like fear." Negative emotions, that's why these monsters are born."

"Fuer-kun, you are really smart." Xing praised him.

"However, how do we get rid of this kind of thing? I read in the book that this kind of thing will deplete people's energy when they stay around humans..." Fuji Zhousuke looked at Xing, as if asking her opinion: "Yes, no? Wrong."

"That's right." Xing nodded, "This kind of thing needs special magic power to eliminate it."

"Usually, I can use fire-type talisman paper to destroy this little monster..." Xing stared into Fuji Shusuke's eyes, and paused, "But I suddenly had an idea just now."

"what idea?"

"Need the help of Fuji-kun."

"Huh?" She smiled a little weirdly.

"Does Fuji-kun play tennis well?"

"What the hell are you thinking, we play tennis very scientifically." Nothing theological at all.

"Come on, try it and you'll know. After all, when you were in junior high school, you made a tennis court into a sinkhole. I really wondered for a long time."

"...You must have wanted to complain a long time ago."

Fuji Shusuke still picked up the tennis racket.

Before swinging the racket, Fuji Zhousuke looked at the little monster who was being targeted not far away, and couldn't help asking: "By the way, wouldn't this be a bit cruel?"

"Hey, don't talk about human rights with the curse spirit..."

The author has something to say: at the end of the writing, it suddenly occurred to me that by the time Mr. Wutiao came, the curse spirit had already been wiped out by one person and one small tennis ball. After all, tennis is not a scientific thing [

It’s already ninety chapters now, it’s almost over, no one has left me a message what kind of side story I want to see, suggesting jpg