After being scummed by four men

The results of Kong Shiyu's investigation came out, and there wasn't any magician staying around here recently.

Subsequent investigations into whether there were any sealed special-grade cursed objects in He Ze's residence, and whether someone had opened an enchantment here, were all in vain.

Then there is only one possibility left - this is an unknown spell from a mysterious magician.

It is impossible for a magician to attack the weak non-magician He Zecheng, so the only possibility left is to attack him, and to a certain extent, his identity may be exposed.

Lin Suo had the idea of ​​leaving, he wanted to change the body of "Koizumi Junko".But he glanced unintentionally at He Zecheng, who was so gracious and virtuous for a while, and strong greed surged out from the bottom of his heart immediately.

Lisuo is a person with endless desires, which makes him always ambitious. He is never satisfied after getting one thing. He always wants to explore deeper things and want to get more and more.

He Zecheng felt that he seemed too naive.

Since they were together, the expected sweet life has not appeared.At first, Ronso became unusually quiet, and recently he became unusually bad, but no matter what state he was in, Ronso would always show a little bit of boredom or boredom from time to time.

This situation makes He Zecheng panic, like listening to the slow ticking sound of water in a cave, after hearing the sound of a drop, people always prick up their ears to listen to the next drop, in just a few minutes of waiting In this empty cave, the elongated anxiety continues to permeate and grow...

Some things will only be exposed when they are complete, like spikes sticking out of the white tablecloth.

A seabird skimmed across the sea, and the boundless blue waves made it fascinated. However, when it really tried to land and got close to the blue waves, it suddenly came to the mouth of the abyss giant beast.

Ryosuke started teasing him again.

The beams of light from the TV enveloped the face with an unclear expression, and with the changing pictures on the TV, the face of the TV began to distort illusoryly.

When He Zecheng came from behind, he happened to see the corners of Yansuo's mouth slowly raised. He felt a burst of coldness inexplicably, which made his hair stand on end. He quickly interrupted Yansuo, and changed the subject: " What are you looking at?"

However, this topic shifted extremely unsuccessfully.

Hearing the words, Yan Suo turned his head slowly, with a thin smile on his face that could not tell the truth from the fake one, and those dark eyes stared at him with a strange light.He smiled coldly, and the TV behind him was showing a picture of walruses jumping off a cliff.

"On August 200, 8, arctic walruses jumped off a cliff off the coast of northeastern Russia..."

He Zecheng's brain went blank, his eyes were looking at the direction of the TV but he had lost focus, and his mind began to play repeatedly when he saw the walrus sluggish and painful, but for some reason, he still stepped forward with his thick forelimbs and jumped down without hesitation.

Drip—drip—

For some reason, he heard the beeping sound of the instrument penetrating his brain, and the straight line on the electrocardiogram in front of him fluctuated weakly from time to time.

"Does it look good?" A malicious female voice suddenly sounded in a low voice, approaching from a distance, like a roaring tide pouring into his ears.

He Zecheng woke up suddenly, and when he woke up, he found that the picture just now had disappeared, and now there were dull and annoying advertisements scrolling on the TV.

His hair was soaked in cold sweat and stuck to his forehead at some point, his pupils dilated unknowingly, and he gasped for breath belatedly.

The Jifa girl lying on the back of the sofa watched his reaction with great interest.

In the dim living room, with only the changing light of the TV as a foil, the girl looked at him with her faint black eyes, like a devil from hell, exuding malicious intentions all over her body.

"■■■■■■." He Zecheng uttered a series of ravings as if his language system was in confusion, completely forgetting what he was going to do.

The girl smiled and looked at his miserable situation leisurely.

He Zecheng stood there blankly and thought for a long time before he remembered what he was here for.

"That, Junko, I..." He Zecheng stumbled back to his language function.

The girl smiled and waited for him to finish speaking, as if expecting something.

"Shall we go to the firework festival tonight?" He finally said it smoothly.

However, the girl seemed very disappointed by his reaction. She suppressed the smile on her face, responded casually, and turned around. The tiredness and indifference that made him terrified and familiar were seen from her back.

He Zecheng was at a loss.

The firework show starts at 6 o'clock in the evening, because there will be a lot of people at that time, so they plan to start early.

He Zecheng was waiting near Koizumi's residence for Suo to go out. The darker and darker sky made He Zecheng feel a little uncomfortable when he was alone. Iron-gray street lamps stood sparsely, and the dry spoon head was still a piece of cake. Dull white.

It wasn't until half an hour later, when the summer sun slowly sank into the horizon, that the two rows of street lamps on the side of the road made a slight electric hiss, and then lit up one after another.

The street lights in the community are not the usual white and cold incandescent light, but soft and warm orange, which is very suitable for family and friends to take a walk under the lights.

A beam of light fell on He Zecheng's eyelashes, forming yellow dots on the tip of the eyelashes, blocking his vision and making him unable to see the surrounding environment clearly.

In this cluster of yellow light spots, he saw someone walking slowly towards this side.

He blinked away the halos, and saw Jifa girl in kimono, walking towards him with a folding fan in her right hand, attracting many people to look up along the way.

But it wasn't the girl's beauty or attire that attracted everyone, but that she was walking towards him in a posture resembling an ancient male aristocrat.

The young girl walks calmly, with a composed demeanor, and her demeanor is elegant and elegant. She walks with a lot of etiquette, but she doesn't show any signs of effort.

He Zecheng stared at her blankly, suddenly feeling ashamed.

The girl came over and cast puzzled eyes at him who was in a daze. He Zecheng came back to his senses and quickly changed the subject:

"How did you wear the kimono?"

"I won't come out in only underwear." The girl immediately replied with a cold face.

Yukata is said to have been invented by ancient nobles to prevent burns while bathing.

"But that was a long, long time ago." He Zecheng looked at her speechlessly.

Li Suo ignored him, thinking, this is what happened to me when I was young.

Not to mention that he didn't want to wear a yukata anymore, he didn't even feel like a firework festival.Because Ronso lived in the prosperous period of Heian-kyo, but the firework festival was officially spread in the Edo period, half a century later than his time.

Li Suo beckoned the young man to go, but the young man coyly proposed that he wanted to go back and change his clothes:

"Since Junko doesn't wear a yukata, I won't either."

Ron Suo casually stopped and said, "No need, let's go."

After finishing speaking, he walked forward first, He Zecheng followed him with his head lowered in frustration, and he heard the young man faltering behind him:

"But I want to be closer to you."

He doesn't understand how Riso changed from "Xaori" to "Junko", he doesn't understand the documents he read, and he doesn't understand whether he is a magician or not. He just knew Riso's elegant demeanor He must be from a big family, but he is just an ordinary civilian, and he doesn't understand all the etiquette...

He felt that he had nothing to talk about with Yan Suo, because he and Yan Suo had nothing in common, and they were far weaker than each other no matter what.

He had a feeling of being left behind and abandoned.

I want to have more in common with him, to bond with him more, to keep him instead of quietly disappearing into his world one day.

Just when he was thinking so anxiously, he heard Yan Suo's sneer: "Childish, weak, self-deceiving."

He Zecheng felt overwhelming sadness falling on him, and his heart was stuffy, so stuffy that it throbbed.However, Li Suo didn't intend to let him go, and even made the matter clear: "Remember, you are a non-magician, and I am a magician. It is impossible for a magician and a non-magician to live in the same world forever."

"But you and me..." He Zecheng felt his heart trembling in pieces.

"The chasm between magicians and non-magicists is like a moat." Ron Suo glanced at him coldly, "If it weren't for your special talent, we would never have met in this life. Those people are generally the same."

"Like weeds on the side of the road."

He Zecheng subconsciously looked at the gaps between the roadside bricks and stones. The rough dark green weeds lay crookedly on the ground, and the leaves were covered with dust splashed and fallen by pedestrians and vehicles passing by.

His eyes shifted from one plant to another, and then to more weeds, sad to find that they really looked the same to him.No matter how closely he looked, he could not distinguish each of them well from the other.

The warm yellow light fell on the boy's light golden double pupils, but there was a lonely and sad black in those eyes. The black was like a rising tide, and the water level gradually grew higher with the cold words of Li Suo.

At an angle that the young man could not see, the corners of Yan Suo's lips hooked slightly, and a lazy joy flashed in his eyes, after which he still had the same indifferent and tired expression.

Looks like it won't be long...

He Zecheng and Yan Suo, the couple who just dated each other, are not as sweet and greasy as other lovers. They are walking on the street, He Zecheng is a step behind Li Suo, silent, while Yan Suo has no intention of admiring the fireworks at all. Go forward with great strides.

Suddenly, a woman in a white kimono appeared not far from the crowd in front of her, she looked at Riso quietly, and Riso nodded slightly to her, then turned her head and said casually to the boy: "Here wait for me."

Afterwards, Masuo didn't even look at the boy's reaction, and then walked towards the woman in the white kimono, but the boy chased after her.

"Wait! Junko!" The boy caught up with him nervously, "Is there anything I can do for you? Take me there."

There was a slight smile on Yansuo's face, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile: "Help? Really?"

Then he moved his hand casually, hooking away the curse spirit hanging on the right hand of a passerby.Yan Suo pinched the mantra, smiled lightly and asked him:

"Can you see it?"

The boy opened his eyes wide, as if trying to see it, but after a while he slowly shook his head with an embarrassed look on his face.

"You can't even see how to help," Yan Suo smiled, his tone was gentle but mocking, "Are you slowing down?"

The blood on the young man's face faded all of a sudden, as if someone had stabbed him in the heart, and Li Suo didn't seem to care about his feelings at all, and walked away without saying hello.

He didn't seem to notice the blackness that was about to overflow like accumulated tears in the pair of clear and frightening double pupils behind him.The wildness of those eyes seems to have been dug out, and under the reflection of the fireworks falling from the sky, the terrifying wildness pulsates as if it came alive.

A dilapidated shrine nearby.

Only two weak candles were lit in the quiet room, and the Jifa girl was sitting on the cushion, holding up a folding fan to half-cover her face, and a compassionate Buddha face was painted on the fan.

She bent her white and soft neck, lowered her head slightly, and listened to the complaints of the man in front of her with a quiet and soft face, complaining that he had forgotten his great cause, and then proposed to leave.

As if he had surrendered, he lowered his head and said meekly: "Then follow what Tanaka-kun said, and you can leave, Tanaka-kun."

The subordinate named "Tanaka" seemed to confirm his current weakness, and suddenly laughed: "That's impossible!"

Tanaka's expression was ferocious, rebellious and filled with deep-seated hatred: "Do you think I will let you go after you have manipulated me for so many years?"

"I have endured for a long time to wait for such a weak opportunity like you!"

After saying that, the man rushed forward, the light was shaken violently by the wind, and the whistling shadows and candlelight intertwined back and forth quickly.

With a "plop", there was a muffled sound of a body falling on the ground, and the candle flame gradually stabilized.

In the brightened Japanese room, the woman in white kimono who had just appeared in the crowd was bending down, trying to drag the dead man out.

Her cuffs were stained with splattered drops of blood, and there was a small cut in the neck of the dying man, blood was flowing out quickly, converging into a small lake on the ground.People are killed by her.

Yan Suo's smile has changed, and his face is the hypocritical smirk that his subordinates are used to seeing, he is still looking at the fan, the flickering candle illuminates the fan he is looking at, and there is a horrific face painted on it , Holding a god Buddha with a ring tied with colorful ropes, he sneered without raising his head:

"A mindless idiot."

The woman in white who was about to drag the corpse down hesitated for a moment, put down the corpse, fell on the ground with her whole body, and kowtowed to Yansuo: "My lord."

"Huh?" Lin Suo smiled carelessly.

"My lord, I think that although Tanaka's crime is unforgivable, what he said still makes sense..." The white-clothed woman looked up at Yan Suo and saw that he didn't mean to be angry, so she continued, "My lord, you I've been a little slack lately..."

"Is it because some people have caused you to have a lingering affair?"

"Xiao Huizi has grown up and become more and more sensitive." Li Suo praised her with a smile, then slowly got up and looked at the picture of Moshan Great Fire on the wall.

"Xiao Huizi, you are worrying too much." Lin Suo held a folding fan, admiring the large dark blue mountains burning orange-red wildfire like a natural disaster, his voice was soft, but with no doubt, "I will definitely put this All sentient beings will cross to the other shore."

"No matter who it is." As he said this, the face of the blond boy quickly flashed in his mind. With his back to the candlelight, the expression on his face was hard to discern.

The woman on the ground seemed to be relieved, and then respectfully said: "The concubine will definitely follow you to the end."

Yan Suo turned his back to her and didn't speak any more, the woman backed away quietly upon seeing this.

Yan Suo heard her retreat, and when she retreated to the door, there was a slight sound of liquid splashing, and a splash of blood suddenly appeared on the floor of the door, followed by the sound of her body falling to the ground.

Then a young man with a cautious and cunning manner approached from the door. The young man was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water.

He tried his best to restrain the terrified expression on his face, and walked lightly to the side of Ling Suo: "My lord."

Yan Suo turned around with a smile, glanced at the door, raised the corners of his mouth and said with a grin:

"A mindless idiot."

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Finally wrote it out (lie