One person forms a group, the person setting is reversed

Driven by the traction of the traversing bureau, the two worlds of "Spell Return" and "Bungo Stray Dogs" began to merge.

On Xiaoyegou's side, dusk turns into day and night, but there are no other visions except that there are some more buildings and forces in Yokohama.

(It has also appeared: it is dark)

Qingniaoliu is going to clear the field and recover the shells.

First of all, I have to talk to my seniors to find a common way so that the two of them can exit smoothly in the later stage.

mental space...

As soon as Qingniao Liu connected with Di Yan, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

Is this, Jin Cancan, Huang Jingjing's decoration style serious?And the star diamond embedded in the floor tiles, the real thing?

Qingniaoliu knows that spiritual space can be decorated.But the mental space of the crossing bureau does not belong to the tasker, and the tasker only has the right to use it, not ownership.

In other words, if you spend money on decoration, you must be mentally prepared to be taken back by the time-traveling bureau.

I believe that anyone with a brain will not touch the mental space of the crossing bureau.

But now it seems that except for local tyrants.

Di Yan was very satisfied with Qingniaoliu's surprise, raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly: "What's the matter?"

With difficulty, Qingniaoliu withdrew his eyes glued to the star diamond, looked at the red-haired man with a red wine glass in his hand, and looked like a gentleman, and said with a complicated mood: "Senior, the worlds on both sides have merged, and there is no mistake. , is it possible to proceed to the next step?"

Qingniaoliu is obedient, ever since Di Yan said that everything is up to him to plan, he really intends to be lazy and take advantage of it, without preparing his brain.

Di Yan's hand shaking the wine glass paused and fell into deep thought.After a long while, he said: "The vest I got here is another line setting, and there happens to be a vest that can be handed over to Wujo Satoru on your side. At nine o'clock tonight, Yokohama Pier."

Qingniaoliu responded obediently, "Okay."

It's okay, Qingniaoliu was about to leave, but Di Yan stopped him for some reason.

"Wait a moment……"

Qingniaoliu looked puzzled, "Huh?"

"I see that you like my stones very much. I have some left over here for you." Di Yan took out a bag from the storage space and threw it to Qingniaoliu.

Qingniaoliu caught it subconsciously, and the heavy weight in his arms made him numb.

It is known that the mass of the star diamond is very small, such a heavy one must be at least a large piece!

"No, no! How could I accept such a valuable thing, senior——"

"I'll let you take it, you just accept it, there's so much nonsense." Di Yan interrupted impatiently, seeing that Qingniaoliu still planned to refuse, he simply waved his hand and kicked him out of his mental space.

With a daze, Qingniaoliu returned to his empty mental space: "..."

Looking down at the luxurious-looking ice silk bag in her arms with dull eyes, tears flowed from the corners of Qingniao's mouth.

"Guang, my senior is too rich, no, he is really a good person."

Optical Brain: ...

I think you are greedy for other people's money and lowly.

Although I really want star diamonds, after all, it's all money.But Qingniaoliu just hugged and felt the weight of money, and didn't intend to really want it.

Perhaps to the seniors, it is nothing to spend ten lifetimes on an ordinary family of four.But it was really a huge sum of money for him, and it was too difficult for him to accept it.

Reluctantly putting the bag carefully into the warehouse space, Qingniaoliu took a deep breath and left the spiritual space.

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The night does not retreat, the light does not come.There is a boulder in everyone's heart.

People are panicking about the end of the world, and hoard the things they can buy, especially food and basic daily necessities, and pile them up at home.

Nowadays, the supermarket is deserted and deserted, because there is not even a vegetable leaf left.

"Since conjurers have extraordinary abilities, why don't they take action!"

"I think this natural disaster may be caused by them, and I expect them to solve the problem..."

"Kill the magician!"

"Conjurers are heretics, God will forgive us without them!"

……

People are in panic, a sign of troubled times.

Some people maintain law and order and persuade them rationally; some people take the opportunity to make a fortune and spread rumors.

Countless churches are like bamboos after the rain, breaking through the ground and inciting people's emotions.

Conjurers already bear most of the pressure, but they are still misunderstood and resented. Many people have mental illnesses, and some even commit suicide, or lose their minds while fighting the crazy-growing curse spirits, and commit suicide in disguise.

No one understands the heroes in the dark, people only want to believe what they see.

I don't know how many rumors have passed, but they have changed under the use of people with good intentions.

The wind and sand were whistling, the garbage on the streets was unattended, and there was an unpleasant and pungent smell in the air.

A white-haired man wearing a kimono and clogs, as if he came out of the elegant and luxurious Heian-kyo, walked in the middle of the road unhurriedly, as if he was admiring something, his ice-blue eyes were full of interest.

Suddenly, the air beside the white-haired man twisted for unknown reasons...a man in armor appeared.

"Five, do you still want the previous dragon?"

Gojo Satoru stopped, said "ah", thought for a while, and asked, "Do you like it?"

"All dragons are the same to me." He treated them equally.

Gojo Satoru chuckled, "I happen to be short of a mount, so if you don't care, return it to me."

Qiu Lie fell into deep thought.

To him, the Dragon Clan is no different from any individual, but if he is regarded as a coachman, he will feel uncomfortable to some extent.

It's like asking your kids to pull a cart.

Which parent would be happy.

Seeing Qiu Lie's silence, Gojo Wu sneered, "Just kidding, you can take it, don't give it to me."

Qiu Lie's eyes moved slightly, he changed the topic, and he accepted it.

"Is there anything you need my help with?"

"Need not……"

Qiu Lie sensed the law of distortion and divergence in this world, "You..."

Gojo Wu probably guessed what Qiu Lie was going to say, squinted at the man, and said in a casual tone: "This is what I want. Alright, go back quickly, so as not to affect you."

Qiu Lie is one of the managers of the world, although only in his world.But Qiu Lie does have a strong aura of rules, and it is entirely possible to be implicated in the turmoil caused by the fusion of the world.

Qiu Lie seemed to want to say something else.

Gojo Satoru's last sentence blocked him back.

"You are not safe there, souls from different worlds, reincarnators... I suggest you talk to your colleagues. After all, according to what you said, it is impossible for weak and ordinary souls to enter your world without anyone taking action. What's more, your world is on the magic side, with barriers."

Reminder point so far.

Qiu Lie's pupils shrank suddenly, and his face changed drastically.As if thinking of something, he whispered thank you and left immediately.

After sending Qiu Lie away, Gojo Wu was no longer interested in taking a walk. Looking at the time, it was almost nine o'clock, and it was time to go to the appointment.

The sky in Yokohama is much cooler than Tokyo, which is shrouded in dark clouds.

Because of the vision that occurred in the afternoon, one person from each of the three major organizations in Yokohama, plus the prestigious Natsume Soseki, held an emergency meeting.

"Supernatural powers?"

"No. According to the results of energy feedback and supernatural ability [prediction], this is indeed a natural phenomenon."

"That's not what scientists say."

"Besides, there is one more thing."

"I don't know if you have noticed that there is more news about the curse in the cognition. If it weren't for our detectives, maybe we would have ignored it."

"So it is a supernatural ability that affects cognition? With such a wide range, the strength can reach the level of a transcendent."

"Is there finally a new transcendent in our country!"

"Don't be too happy, don't forget Shibusawa Tatsuhiko before."

"By the way, boss." People from the Supernatural Secret Service Division looked at the handsome man with skin as pale as a vampire. "The situation is abnormal now. Stop hunting Atsushi Nakajima."

"In addition, regarding the combination and the rat in the dead house, I will now transfer it to the hound."

……

port……

The moonlight is cold, and the indifferent hoarfrost spreads on the sea surface, sparkling.

Several ships are moored on the shore, heavily guarded.

But when someone walked by openly, there was no response.

There was an ethereal sound as the clogs collided with the ground.The spirit butterfly emitting a faint blue light flapped its wings and lightly landed on someone's finger.

"clatter……"

Gojo Satoru stopped.

He raised his finger, and the spirit butterfly on top flew away.But soon, another spiritual butterfly appeared out of nowhere and flew around Gojo Satoru.

I counted the time with my fingers, and it was one minute away from nine o'clock.

That guy is really punctual, never a second too late or a minute late.

Close your eyes and count silently in your heart.

45, 42, 39, 31, 20, 18, 7, 4, 3, 2, 1...

The night wind lifted someone's clothes.

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and saw someone approaching slowly in the darkness.

The bleak silver light fell on the person who came, turning the only kite-colored eye that was exposed to rusty red, and there seemed to be a dark flow in the eyes, but when I looked again, it became silent again.

"Osamu Dazai..." Gojo Satoru sighed softly, his eyes were muddy and black.

"Things..." Dazai Osamu said in a cold tone.

Although they didn't specify what it was, the two people present knew it well.

"It's really indifferent. We haven't seen each other for a long time, and you don't even say give me a hug." Wujo Wu's mouth curled up, and there was a wicked light in his eyes.

As expected, Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back, the dead energy in his body stagnated, and he said with a fake smile: "I don't want to hug a man who is smelly and hard. If you are a soft young lady, maybe I will reluctantly agree. .”

Gojo Satoru was noncommittal, took out a book from his sleeve, and threw a book to Osamu Dazai who was opposite him.

When Osamu Dazai caught it, his palms immediately turned red, dense with tingling pain.

It can be seen how powerful Wujo Satoru threw it, it was completely revenge.

Osamu Dazai raised the corner of his mouth and sneered. He didn't check whether the things were right, but turned around and left after getting them.

However, when he turned around, he almost ran into someone.

The faint aroma lingered at the tip of the nose, like the smell of snow and ice in the mountains, chilling the lungs.

"Don't rush away." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "Throw Chuya Chuya to me, you are such a good boss."

"Each each other."

"This big trouble chases me very much. I will give you two choices. One: explain to people and stop chasing me. Two: take people away. If you don't choose one, I will kill him. "

"Anything you want to kill. It's just a disgusting slug anyway."

"Why didn't I realize that you are a coward before." Wujo Wu's eyes were cold, he withdrew his smile, and said in a cold tone, "There is no one in this world who will always tolerate another person without a bottom line. Because you lost it, you desperately wanted to catch it." live, but the existing you are never willing to pay attention to it.”

"Sooner or later you lose everything."