COSER, summoned by the strongest

Outside the quiet community, the grudges and conjurers are at a stalemate.

Al stood in front of everyone, it was the first time Jianren Qihai saw such a "human" mantra, and his expression was a bit ugly.

——The more human-like it looks, the more powerful it is.

Gojo Satoru showed a thoughtful expression.

The family was silent for a while, then asked Xia Youjie in a low voice: "Xia You, can you see it?"

Xia Youjie said with a solemn expression, "I can't see it."

Al and Qihai Jianren obviously saw the so-called grudge, but Xia Youjie and Jia Ruzi only saw a straight road, the road was empty, how could there be half a person?

"Wu, Al, what do you see?"

Wujo Wu replied in a low voice: "Well...I can only see the shape of the flow of mantra."

He raised his hand and drew the outline of the grudge: "It's in the shape of a human."

Al whispered: "It's a woman. Wearing a witch's costume, with long black hair and... big eyes, her two hands seem to be tied together by a red rope. It's exactly the same as the description in the folktale."

Gojo Satoru turned his wrist.

"The flow of this curse, the way this curse spreads, there is absolutely nothing wrong with the curse. If my guess is correct, you can only see its real body if you know its name!"

Jia Ru Nitzi complained: "Heroic spirits see curse spirits more clearly than conjurers. Is this reasonable?"

Al turned sideways and gave her a thumbs up generously: "Because I am a super protagonist from the universe."

This sentence is really a universal explanation, don't ask, it's crazy to ask!

Jianren Qihai frowned and interrupted their joke: "What are we going to do now? How are you going to solve it?"

The woman in the distance was motionless, her long black hair covered most of her face, only revealing her deep eye sockets, she seemed to be glaring at them gloomily, ready to attack them at any time.

Xia Youjie said, "Mr. Qihai, tell us what this guy's name is first."

"Shirai, its name is Shirai."

The moment they knew their names, there was a lingering curse power around the four of Gaozhuan, and the figure of Curse Grudge suddenly became clear.

really!

Only if you know the name of the female ghost, can you see the female ghost with your own eyes!

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, and then said with amazement: "Al, have you seen it? It is my third grudge!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Home into the glass: "..."

Are you addicted to collecting grievances?

Al paused slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Then my extra meal..."

Xia Youjie immediately agreed, "Add!"

In the eyes of his companions, "this magician has gone crazy", Al happily gestured OK, he pulled out the familiar lightsaber, lowered his body slightly, and the female ghost on the opposite side seemed to be aware of the new prey. Unusual, its body stagnates visibly to the naked eye.

Al rushed forward.

"Accept it—!"

In just an instant, Al's figure appeared in front of the female ghost. He cut off the black coat of the curse spirit with a sword, and the curse spirit's already big and scary eyes opened even wider. With a kick, its body flew backwards uncontrollably, hit the ground with a bang, and slid more than ten meters before stopping.

Qihai Jianren: "..."

Three high school students: "..."

wait, that's it?

Al stopped too.

"...Master, it's so weak."

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie moved.

They crossed Qihai Jianren and approached directly to Al, and found that the Grudge lying on the ground had remained motionless, only the eyes were moving with their positions.

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru seemed to have noticed something, "Is it unable to move?"

The female ghost stared at by them opened her black mouth.

At this moment, Al heard a familiar voice.

——Long time no see, kid, how are you doing recently?

He was stunned by the familiar clear voice, and Al turned his head subconsciously. At this moment, Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie, and even Jiarui Glass and Qihai Jianren in the distance also turned their heads at the same time.

At this moment, the female ghost who had been motionless since her appearance finally moved.

Al realized that the danger was approaching, turned his head suddenly, and met a pair of creepy eyes.

The female ghost's face was close at hand, almost touching his nose. He could feel the strong killing intent coming from the female ghost, but the moment Al's eyes fell on the female ghost again, the female ghost turned back A state of being still.

"...I see." Al affirmed: "Masters, the way to deal with this grudge is to stare at her."

Once the sight is removed, the female ghost will attack, but as long as she keeps staring at it, the female ghost can't even move.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie also realized this.

Xia Youjie said in surprise, "This guy actually uses the voice of our acquaintances to tempt us to look away."

Gojo Wuchao excitedly said, "If we don't turn back in time, will Lao Tzu's eyeballs burst? This is six eyes!"

"Don't you have no lower limit? Probably not."

"...Try?"

The two male high school students looked at each other, and they both saw full interest in each other's eyes. They tacitly supported Al, turned around and ran back.

"Glass, Qihai! Let's play one, two, three wooden men! Now we are all 'ghosts'! Quick, turn your head away!"

Al: "..."

Homecoming Glass & Qihai Jianren: "..."

Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes, turned around angrily, and did not look at the female ghost named Bai Jing, and Jianren Qihai turned around speechlessly, and also did not look at the female ghost.

Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie supported Al and ran forward for three steps, then suddenly turned around, and sure enough, the female ghost named Shirai also moved behind them, almost sticking to their backs.

Al: "..."

So exciting!

He knows how to play!

He signaled Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie to let go of him, and the three teenagers stared at the female ghost, and retreated step by step, until they reached the side of Jia Ruozi and Qihai Jianren. Can't move either.

Home into the glass: "..."

Qihai Jianren: "..."

They also know how to play.

The five people ran forward ten meters at the same time, and then turned around suddenly. Sure enough, while they looked away, Bai Jing once again narrowed the distance between them.

The female ghost being teased by high school students has a grim expression.

Gojo Satoru said happily: "It really is. The only way to survive this curse is to stare at her without moving. If I am right, as long as I stare long enough, the curse will disappear by itself."

He poked the female ghost's icy forehead with his bony forefinger: "So, do you look so scary on purpose? Just to make the prey afraid to look at you?"

Xia Youjie said solemnly: "Wu, don't judge others' appearance at will."

And if you take a closer look, Bai Jing is not ugly at all, rather, the more you look at the other party, the more he seems to be growing on his aesthetics!

It must be fate that they will meet here!

A certain psychic practitioner who had gone mad thought so.

"But Master," Al said, "its eyes are really too big, at least twenty times your size, it's really scary."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Xia Youjie asked suspiciously: "I seem to have been offended by someone, is this my illusion?"

Al innocently said: "Oh? No one offended you, it must be an illusion."

Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "It's an illusion."

Jia Ruozi suppressed a smile: "Well, it must be an illusion."

Qihai Jianren: "..."

On such a serious occasion, is it really appropriate for you to play tricks like this?

So the five teenagers played the thrilling one-two-three wooden figurines with the poor Grudge. Several times they were almost pinched by the Grudge sticking to their faces. Countless passers-by looked sideways, and they ran out laughing and joking for a long time, almost running into the busy street, before they reluctantly stopped fighting.

Xia Youjie coughed lightly, "Al."

Al snapped his fingers knowingly: "This is the end of the game, "Infinite Black Bean Paste"!" "

Stared at by five pairs of eyes, the almost immobile mantra began to chocolatize. It didn't even have a chance to struggle, and it just turned into a beautiful chocolate sculpture under everyone's gaze.

Unlimited black bean paste, done!

Al ran over, kneaded and kneaded, skillfully kneading the Grudge into chocolate balls.

Gojo Satoru commented: "This curse ability is good. The highly targeted curse ability, coupled with the ability to create auditory hallucinations and hallucinations, is very suitable for assassinating alone guys. But there is also a bug here. Six Eyes can actually It can see the scene behind it, but after I turn around, it defaults that I can't see it."

Jia Ruozi complained, "It doesn't know that you have six eyes."

Al came back with the chocolate ball and handed the magic ball to Xia Youjie.

"Master, your third grudge."

Xia Youjie gave Al a big hug in great relief.

This one-sided game is finally over.

Jianren Qihai raised his eyebrows: "It's over?"

"Ah." Gojo Wu said, "Congratulations, Qihai, the traces of the curse on your body are gone."

The Shirai incident ended smoothly amidst the hilarious fights of the high school students. One day later, the four-person team of the high school confirmed the safety of Tomita Eiko, and contacted Suzuki Haruo as agreed, and told him the truth of the incident.

Half a month later, with the help of Ye Mo Zhengdao, the folktale book recording the story of "Shirai" was sent to the Tokyo High School of Magic.

It turns out that the first deceased "Watanabe" read this story when he was very young, but he was young at that time, and soon forgot after reading it, until the day he ran into Nanami Jianren and others gathered to tell ghost stories In the scene, he remembered the story about "Bai Jing" he had read when he was a child, and spread the curse in a daze.

According to the analysis of the high school students, "Shirai" is probably a mysterious witch who really existed in Blind Eye Village, but was accidentally killed. The murderer who killed her did not dare to look directly at her body, so Shirai became The Grudge kills those who know of her presence but dare not look her in the eye.

The way to get rid of the curse is to forget her existence like Watanabe did when he was a child, and if he can't forget, then only by overcoming fear and facing the wraith directly can he have a chance of survival.

Of course, all this is not a problem in front of the invincible Berserket.

……

The peaceful and sandy college life just passed by day by day, and it will be the official autumn in a blink of an eye.

Al was lying on the roof alone, making strange gurgling noises.

"Puff, puff... Whoo! Ha! Googoo, puff! Hum, buzz, buzz! Boom!!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Home into the glass: "..."

Jia Ruozi silently took out his mobile phone and recorded the scene of Al's madness.

"puff."

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing, and Al sat up straight like a carp: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! See!? Have you seen my secret imagination practice?!"

Probably because he was seldom so excited, Gojo Satoru laughed and said, "What, did your swordsmanship come from imaginative practice? How poor, Al."

Al raised his eyebrows: "Son? I should be praised as a genius, right? I can become a member of the Dark Knights of the Round Table just by practicing my imagination!"

What kind of strange setting suddenly appeared in the Dark Knights of the Round Table?

The housekeeper smoked a cigarette and said, "Let's go, there is a new mission."

She threw Al a beige coat, "Because you are visiting an ordinary person's house, so it doesn't matter if you speak."

Xia Youjie shrugged helplessly: "Although I'm about to give up concealing his specialness."

Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "Let's try harder, Jie, Al, the process of working hard is still very interesting."

"Hey, it's really strange that this sentence came out of your mouth."

"Huh? Do you want to fight?"

They all looked relaxed, talking and laughing, and their breath was much calmer than before the mission. They didn't seem to be in the state of exorcising the curse spirit. Al couldn't help asking: "Where are we going?"

Jia Ruozi replied: "A dinner for a philanthropist."

Al was stunned, "A philanthropist?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "You check your phone every day, have you heard of... ah... what's her name?"

Xia Youjie answered: "Ms. Su Fang Hongzi. Over the years, she has been dedicated to helping children whose parents died in car accidents. Next week, she will hold a large-scale charity dinner. We are invited guests in advance."

"..."

Al's expression froze subtly, and Xia Youjie stepped forward and hooked his neck, "Anyway, that is a respectable and kind person, she invited us to be the guests of the charity dinner, let's go to her for dinner today, by the way Spend the night in her big villa."

"Guest?"

"Hahahaha, look, even Al thinks it's weird."

Wujo Wudao: "Well, don't ask, you will know when you get to the place."

"……All right."

They walked down the roof, walked through the maple leaves all over the mountains, and saw the assistant supervisor who had been waiting for a long time—a familiar face.

Xia Youjie waved at him, "Mr. Datian!"

Da Tian Ji Yu turned his head and saw four...no, three students and a "curse spirit" waving at him.

The assistant supervisor said gently: "Let's go, the place is a bit far away, if we leave now, we should be able to just catch up with dinner."

The family nitrate sat in the passenger seat, and the three boys squeezed in the back row. Al couldn't help but said, "Maybe I'm going to lose my spirit...Master, just pretend to take me back."

"Ah... is it crowded?"

"Um."

"Then you should be reincarnated."

The assistant supervisor noticed that Al disappeared in the back seat, and asked in confusion, "Huh? Where's the boy with the curse spirit?"

Xia Youjie explained: "The car was a bit crowded, so I took him back."

The assistant supervisor suddenly realized, "It's time for us to change our car. I heard that the Kyoto side will replace it with a new car next year, and I don't know what the Tokyo side is planning... But then again, Mr. Xia You seems to like the curse just now. Ling, always keep him outside."

"Well—"

Just as Xia Youjie was about to speak, Gojo Wu and Jiarui Nizi said in unison:

"Pikachu doesn't like staying in the Poke Ball either."

The assistant supervisor was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

The spiritualized Al couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed.

He really likes life like this now.

The car drove so smoothly for nearly an hour. When turning a corner, Al suddenly said: "Be careful, there is something blocking the way ahead."

The three high school students hurriedly yelled to stop, and the assistant supervisor stepped on the brakes. After the screeching sound of the brakes, the car barely stopped in front of the obstacle.

The assistant supervisor said in surprise: "Tree?!"

How did such a big tree get in the middle of the road?

Jia Ruozi supported the safety handle, and said speechlessly: "Xia You, you use the magic spirit to move the tree away, it is too easy to cause accidents if it is blocked here."

"it is good."

However, before Xia Youjie summoned the curse spirit, a familiar figure appeared in front of the tree. He was still wearing the beige coat that the family gave him. Could it be Al who had just transformed into a spirit?

Al squatted down and pulled a letter from the horizontal tree, and then kicked up, trying to kick the tree aside.

With a click, the tree was kicked into two halves.

Al: "..."

He had no choice but to control his strength and carefully moved the broken tree to the side of the road.

People in the car: "..."

No matter how many times I watch it, I can't get used to Al doing such violent things with such a harmless appearance.

Al walked out of the passenger seat, knocked on the window, the car window rolled down, and took the strange letter from Al.

After delivering the letter, Al turned into a spirit son on the spot.

"It's a letter pasted on a tree."

Jia Ruozi opened the envelope, and took out a piece of letter paper from the envelope.

The message on the letter paper is very simple, but it is made by cutting out words from newspapers and magazines.

She read it aloud: "Please don't help Su Fang Hongzi's charity gala. Sincerely, Curse Mask."

The assistant supervisor was surprised: "Su Fang Hongzi, isn't it the one who is on this mission... er, the organizer of this dinner party?"

"...Yes." Xia Youjie said, "We are going to her villa now."

The car was quiet for a while, and no one spoke. Gojo Satoru waited for a while, and asked strangely, "Why haven't you started yet? Is the car broken down?"

"Ah, no."

The assistant supervisor hurriedly drove the car and started on the road again.

"I just feel a little uneasy. Someone wrote such a letter on purpose and posted it on the road we must pass. He didn't want to reveal his identity, and he wanted to stop a few people from helping Ms. Su Fang, right? Is there something tricky about the dinner party?"

Xia Youjie also found it very strange, "I deliberately set up obstacles on the way we must pass. It should be done by someone who knows more about today's dinner, right? Glass, did this Ms. Su Fang do anything bad? ?"

"No."

Jia Ruozi shook his head.

"I haven't heard such rumors. Although some people say that she does charity for fame, but generally speaking, she has a good reputation. I remember that when she was young, she was a smash hit singer in Japan, nicknamed Toyo Canary. Now When I was old, I opened my own company, specializing in cultivating some artists, um...maybe it is an opponent in the business field?"

Xia Youjie frowned and said, "...Maybe."

After another 15 minutes of driving, their car finally arrived at the target villa.

Su Fanghongzi's villa was built in a remote place far away from the urban area. It was a bit gloomy, but there were many roads leading to the villa. When their car stopped, there were already several cars parked around.

"Another person?" A man asked enthusiastically, "Did Ms. Su Fang invite so many people as guests?"

Gojo Wu, Xia Youjie, and Jia Ruozi got out of the car one after another, and Al also released the spiritualization behind Gojo Wu, and followed out as if nothing had happened.

Jia Ruozi was taken aback, "Are you... the home run hitter Wang Songping?"

The man scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "It's a great honor, little girl, to know me!"

"Yes." Jiarui Glass nodded, "Because I can always see you in magazines."

The assistant supervisor poked his head out, hesitantly said: "Then, three...no, four, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning?"

Xia Youjie nodded, "Okay."

He quickly glanced at the villa, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, it's just a curse spirit, it's not a big problem."

The assistant supervisor nodded reassuringly, and drove back the same way.

Matsudaira said enthusiastically, "We've just arrived, let me introduce you. That's photographer Maki Katagiri, this is detective Mori Kogoro, and..."

The girl next to Mori Kogoro looked about the same age as Iiri Nitro, and she smiled friendly: "I'm Mao Lilan, and this is my brother Conan."

Xia Youjie reciprocated politely: "My name is Xia Youjie, this is Wutiao Wu, this is the family's nitrate, and..."

He pointed to Al, and said gently, "Just call him Al."

The kid named Conan blinked and asked Al: "Brother, are you a foreigner?"

Al bent down and said to him, "No, I'm an alien—"

"Ahh!" Xia Youjie pulled Al back, "I'm sorry, this kid is British!"

Gojo Satoru and Jiarui Glass couldn't help sniggering.

Xia Youjie glared at them, and continued to introduce: "We are all students of Tokyo Conjuration College."

"Student?" Mamoru Matsudaira asked confused, "Is there such a school in Tokyo? The name is a bit strange."

"Tokyo Conjuration High School."

A cold female voice came from behind them. A dignified and mysterious woman with long black hair came out slowly and said, "It is said that it is a religious school, which only recruits two or three students every year. It is the most mysterious school in Japan." one."

"It's the first time we met. I'm Haruka Nagara." She stretched out a hand and said in a low voice, "Sorcerers."

It turned out to be someone who knew about the existence of conjurers?

The four college students turned around with surprise on their faces.

"... Nagara Haruka?"

It turned out to be Haruka Haruka alive!

One of the most famous Tarot card fortune tellers in Japan, a celebrity who can often be seen on TV and magazines. Although most conjurers scoff at so-called fortune tellers, Nagara Haruka is different. She has real skills of.

Al also bought a few issues of Haruka Nagara's magazine with high school students, so he knows this very well.

"Nagara Haruka?" Matsudaira excitedly said, "I often watch your show, and your divination is really accurate!"

Nagara Haruka shook his head, and said modestly: "In front of the real capable person, it's just a small trick."

When she said the words "true ability user", she also took a special look at the young conjurers.

Her gaze caught a glimpse of Al inadvertently, showing a puzzled expression, she lowered her head and turned over a tarot card.

The others didn't see what she found out, they only saw Nagara Haruka's face change, and he quickly put the Tarot cards back into his pocket.

She changed the subject: "This villa——"

Everyone followed her gaze to look at the luxurious villa in front of them. A few crows flapped their wings and flew up, their sharp cries adding an ominous atmosphere to the villa.

The female fortune-teller murmured: "...full of ominousness."

The high school students exchanged glances with each other.

This Nagara Haruka is really capable.

The ordinary people present couldn't see it, but the Al four could see it clearly.

This villa is full of wriggling low-level curse spirits.Sorrow, hatred, pain, fear... densely packed low-level spell spirits crawled all over the roof of the villa, and the scene was extremely weird.

Squeak, squeak.

The doors on both sides of the villa opened, and an identical twin maid walked out of each of the two doors. They had respectful postures, mysterious smiles, and said in unison: "Welcome here."

The overlapping of the two similar sounds seemed to be more chilling than the sound of crows on the roof.

The maid on the left smiled and said, "Mr. Mori Matsudaira, Mr. Maki Katagiri, Mr. Kogoro Mori, Miss Ran Mori, and Mr. Conan Edogawa, please enter the villa through the east door."

The maid on the right smiled and said, "Miss Haruka Nagara, Mr. Al, Mr. Gojo Satoru, Mr. Xia Youjie, Miss Jiarui, please enter the villa through the west door."

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Why?"

The twin maids looked at him at the same time, and said in unison: "When you come here, you must act according to the rules here, or you will be punished by heaven. Because this is the mansion where the cursed mask lives."

"..."

Everyone didn't know whether they were intimidated by the words "Cursed Mask" or by the terrifying atmosphere created by the twins singing together, they couldn't help holding their breath.

In such a gloomy and tense atmosphere, the high school quartet...almost laughed out loud.

The mansion where the cursed mask lives?

really interesting.