master transferred to spellcaster

"Hey, you did the Yinglan incident?" Leohu hurriedly returned to Tuogen's domain.

"Well, I played with it a little bit." The real person squeezed the sand in his hands into a ball, turned his head to look at Lihu who had a bad expression, and suddenly felt blessed, "You were also attracted by that girl's blood? Pfft."

"Shut up!" Leo Hu became furious, he didn't want to improve his strength as soon as possible, but it turned out that this guy made a round that almost cost him half his life.

"Looking at you, they should have dealt with that girl? What method did they use? Kill her before she activated the formation?" Ignoring Leu Hu's anger, the real person asked the follow-up enthusiastically.

Speaking of this, Liuhu remembered the golden light covering the sky and the sun at that time, like the modern fire coverage on those TVs, but it was just a trick released by the magic spirit.

Although the power of each blow was not enough to kill a level [-] curse spirit, it probably wouldn't be easy for him under the intensive bombardment.

If that curse spirit had been present in the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk last year, the conjurer would probably be able to end the disaster without paying any price.

"The aura of that curse spirit is a bit similar to that of Hua Yu, but I can't tell what kind of curse spirit it is from."

"Hey—is it so powerful. How about trying to recruit it?" The real person couldn't empathize with Leu Hu's description at all, and instead became a little interested in the mysterious curse spirit.

They are short of companions now, one is not too few, and one dozen is not too many.

"■■■■■■■■■" Hana also turned her head when she heard the curse spirit with an aura similar to her own.

"As for that Majesty, the poor monk's suggestion is that it is better not to have his idea."

"Daoman, you're here." The real person enthusiastically raised his sand-stained hand and waved at the little figure, "Did you give the formation in that girl's hand?"

Ashiya Michimitsu, the opponent of the legendary great onmyoji Abe Seimei, probably became a curse spirit because he was too unwilling after death. Some time ago, he took the initiative to come to cooperate with them.

Although I don't know why it looks like a child, but the power and evil are beyond doubt.

"The poor monk would not give such a rough formation, it should be something handed down from her family." Ashiya Dao unhurriedly dismissed the blame that was suddenly thrown over him, "The energy conversion efficiency of that formation is the same as The directionality of wishes is too poor, and it will backfire on its master, which was something that nobles absolutely despised a thousand years ago."

"Does that mean you have better ones in your hand?" Zhenren understood the subtext of Ashiya Michiman's words in seconds, "If you don't show the real thing, there is no credibility."

Ashiya Daoman avoided talking, and asked with a smile: "Have you found the place that the poor monk wants?"

It really doesn't hurt at all.

"We found a few, and Xia You also made some suggestions." The real person shook a note between his fingers, "Let's exchange it."

Both parties got the information they wanted, and the fake smiles were really worth two points.

Before leaving, Ashiya Michimitsu threw out five withered fingers, "Gift. The poor monk has eliminated the consciousness inside. You need to increase your strength now."

After speaking, the man disappeared behind the door.

Leuhu hadn't spoken since Ashiya Michiman appeared, at this moment he looked warily at the five fingers held by the real person, "Don't trust him too much."

"what happened?"

"I saw on Yinglan's side that he signed a contract with a certain magician. Who knows where he is."

"That's Shikigami."

The black and white head suddenly poked out from the door again.

Leuhu was startled by fright, the volcano on his head was jumping upwards with sparks, if there were fine hairs, it would probably have exploded long ago, but he saw that "Michiman Ashiya" turned into a puff after saying this sentence. The paper figurine fell lightly on the sand, and burned to ashes before the real person could pick it up.

The Shikigami transformed by a mere paper figurine can make even Louhu and him unable to tell each other apart.

Forget it, if he can hide it from him, could it be that he has copied his soul?

The real person twirled the ashes left by the paper twister, found a new research direction, hummed and went out of the field, ready to experiment with his own method.

Leo Hu, who came back to his senses, was left cursing on the spot.

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[What you like, what you have to say... By the way, it feels great to trample on other people's self-esteem, faith, and everything.It's really good, it feels like drinking nectar.Do you want to try it too? 】

In the blurry picture that was viewed through water, the tall onmyoji finally gave an answer after his repeated questioning.

The round face when he was young is soft but not losing the edges and corners, and the facial features are slender and beautiful, with a strange beauty.

The dangerous expression on the strange face when excited was exactly the same as he had seen on the faces of children.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the words and demeanor should be shocking, but there was a sense of course in his heart, as if he had heard the answer that he had expected a long time ago.

And his response was...

The chubby sparrow performed a skillful little hop on the branch outside the window, accompanied by a crisp chirping sound, the curtains were not drawn, and the morning sun fell coolly on the boy's face through the window.

Fujimaru Tachika squirmed uncomfortably, and then squirmed again, but still couldn't escape the encroachment of the sun, so she had to bury her head directly in the "pillow".

Fluffy, soft, fragrant.

The field of vision dimmed again, and Fujimaru Tatsuka, who intended to continue the interrupted sleep, couldn't regain that sleepiness.

The biological clock in his body jingled, making his consciousness slowly wake up bit by bit even if he didn't want to.

The black and white hair color overlapped with the onmyoji in memory, Fujimaru Tachika stared blankly for three seconds, and said in confusion, "Daoman...how did you become shorter..."

The ear buried in the black and white hair moved like a beast, "Your safety, master. Do you need something?"

The sound so close at hand made Tateka Fujimaru's brain restart progress rushed to 80%, he opened his eyes suddenly, and had a big eye-to-eye with Doman Ashiya.

Regaining control over her limbs, Fujimaru Tateka silently put her legs off Ashiya Michimitsu's body first, then carefully pulled out her hands, lying down straight, with her hands folded on her abdomen, conveying the correct sleeping posture. There is only one meaning - I am dead.

too!Embarrassed!embarrassed!up!

He also said before that Ashiya Daoman followed Jack to climb his bed, but now he fell asleep and hugged someone else as a pillow all night.

Shouldn't it be fortunate that Daoman is not a real child, otherwise something will happen if he is weighed down by his weight all night.

The "victim" next to him continued to add to his embarrassment: "If the master needs it, the poor monk is very happy to donate this body."

Fujimaru Rika:  …

"Last night, the master was so enthusiastic that the poor monk was really flattered."

Fujimaru Tachika: After the embarrassment broke through to the extreme, there was a sudden sense of enlightenment. There is only one way to deal with thick-skinned guys, and that is to be thicker than them.

A tree without bark will surely die; a person without shame is invincible in the world.

Fujimaru Tachika lifted the quilt and sat up, and took the words smoothly: "Okay, I will trouble you from now on."

Oh look, he's stuck.

After successfully gagging Ashiya Michimitsu, Fujimaru Tateka happily got out of bed to wash up, feeling that the sun was shining brighter.

Ashiya Michimibo was next to him, looking in the mirror, arranging his hair, returning the bell that was scratched crooked by Fujimaru Tatsuka, and suddenly asked, "What did the master dream about last night?"

"Hey, um... I seem to have dreamed of an enlarged version of you." Thinking about the muscular body in the dream, he turned to the tall onmyoji with a stick like a wall, and then looked at the round and cute cub in front of him, Fujimaru Tachika Gritting her toothbrush, she made a final decision, "Sure enough, she is still cuter now." m.ζíNgYúΤxT.иεΤ;

Ashiya Michimitsu carefully observed every expression on the black-haired boy's face, "Is this the only evaluation Master has on the grown-up poor monk?"

Splashing water on his face with his hands and rubbing it, Fujimaru Tachika, who practiced the original face washing method, grabbed a towel on one side and wiped off the water droplets on his face indiscriminately, "It's very tall, and the muscles are well exercised? The face looks good too. very nice."

Putting down the towel, the boy who spoke perfunctory words showed no trace of concealment on his face.

It should be just seeing some pictures from the past in a dream.

Ashiya Michiman looked away, "Does Master have any plans for today?"

Subconsciously, I wanted to talk about accepting missions, but then I thought that I would receive missions one after another and received the curse spirit that I sent to my door to be a shikigami, and the words were swallowed back before I could say them.

Although the king didn't come back with him, but the incident was such a big mess, the upper management of the magic circle should know that he had contracted another spell spirit.

This curse spirit also showed a powerful fire coverage yesterday.

Teacher Wutiao didn't mention this matter on the phone yesterday, he was too sleepy to notice it, and now it's the next morning and no one has come to trouble him, does it mean that the matter has been exposed?

Going through the whole thing again, Fujimaru Tachika probably understood.

The four of them can be said to have saved the entire Yinglan Academy, and those dignitaries will naturally reciprocate. Needless to say, they also negotiated with the magic world to save him.

Besides, Wang's combat prowess at that time was too eye-catching. The opponent's stay at Yinglan Academy undoubtedly gave the academy an extra layer of security for the academy that is temporarily without protection from formations, and it is much easier for some people with ulterior motives to approach him .

With these two benefits, it is not so easy for the conjurer to take back the seal of the curse spirit under Fujimaru Tatsuka.

But I want to hit the king's idea...

Fujimaru Tachika could only mourn for them for a second.

The matter of sealing should be fine for the time being, but it doesn't mean that he can immediately contract another new high-level spell spirit. At that time, the higher-ups will definitely come up with other plans against him.

Let's give them some time to relax.

Considering the situation that I have a high probability of encountering when I take out the mission...

Let's give it up for now, anyway, the reward from Orchid Academy should be enough for a period of time, he doesn't accept the task, just go for a stroll in the street, and clean up the magic spirit when he encounters it.

As a city volunteer.

Just as he was about to wait for the other three to wake up and ask about their plans before making a decision, an email popped up on the opened phone interface.

It was Junpei Yoshino who sent it last night, asking Fujimaru Tachika to go to the movies together.

Ashiya Michiman saw Fujimaru Tachika looking at his phone, and became emotional. After typing, he put the phone down, opened the closet, found out the clothes he bought before shopping, and threw them into his arms, " Come, come, let's go to the movies together today!"