When Qi Mu's super power defected

Yitang has indeed become more receptive to supernatural events.

(Mind reading?) He tentatively thought to himself,

[Yes. ]

He sits incredibly upright, (Can you read minds?)

[Need me to demonstrate it to you? ]

(What number am I thinking right now?)

[seven. ]

Yi Tang: "..." His face suddenly became extremely stiff, and he didn't know how to react for a while.

[Don't be stressed, I'll leave after I finish asking, and you don't have to worry about being watched all the time. ] I said, [I've always kept my heart a secret from everyone. ]

After finishing speaking, I said to the assistant supervisor, [Mr. Liu Jia, can you please leave for a while, let me talk to him alone, he doesn't like to face too many strangers. ]

"Okay, then call me if you have something to do." The assistant supervisor who was only in charge of obeying orders immediately withdrew, leaving room for us.

I turned to look at the hall quietly. This boy is only 15 years old and is in the third grade of junior high school. His face is still immature. His face is sallow, his eyes are blue and black, and his eyes are very dull and lifeless. His heart is still at the level of logical perception of the outside world, and he is not active.

[Can you recall what happened? ]

I'm concerned about this because it's a mass disappearance, and judging by his reaction, those people are...

[I know it hurts...]

Just as I was about to say some comforting words, I said in my heart all at once,

(The way to get rid of fear is to face the fear, and the way to get rid of nightmares is to find out the root of the nightmare.) He seemed to finally have someone to confide in, to be able to no longer be trapped in his own world, and to be relieved of the heavy psychological Chains, (I'll tell you all.)

At first, they just thought it was a simple and boring game.

Everyone who has just entered the third year of junior high school is a little impetuous, anxious about the present, and confused about the future. The different college wishes of friends seem to be urging separation. They are eager to grasp something to prove that this friendship will not become weak. fades.

(We performed the ceremony, after school.)

Thinking about it dully,

(There were only three of us, so we each took a third of the same sheet of paper, said please, Ms. Sachiko three times, and then we were cursed.)

He said the word "curse" emphatically.

(We are cursed, someone must be dishonest, someone counted the wrong number of times, someone read the wrong lines, the opposite of a blessing is a curse, we fell into hell if we did not fulfill the prescribed conditions.)

His breathing gradually became faster, recalling that scene obviously brought him a shock,

(It was a dark place with lights flickering from nowhere. The walls were like wriggling intestines, and the touch of stepping on them was disgusting.)

(The top of the head is also pitch black, I can't see anything, it's farther than the end of the sky, I don't know how deep we are in the ground... I can be drenched all over my head with sticky liquid after walking a few steps...Because The environment is too dark to see the color of the liquid, but judging from the smell, it is blood.)

(We were scattered to different places, but there was only one road, and I heard them calling my name loudly.)

(I didn't respond because I was so freaked out and I had a strong sixth sense that something bad would happen if I opened my mouth...like a cat catching a mouse.)

(But suddenly at some point, their voices disappeared.)

(I walked in the only direction and saw it...)

(see...)

(Saw their bodies ripped apart by strips of flesh extending from the wall...)

[Okay, you don't need to say it. ]

I interrupted the trembling class,

[These are enough. ]

My complexion is also a little bad.

This is an extremely bad curse spirit injury incident,

Their bodies were distorted into postures that the human body cannot achieve in a healthy way, but they made a "silence" gesture with a strong signal. Their hands were pulled from the back of their heads to the front of their mouths, and their index fingers were raised stiffly, revealing a strong sense of humor. dead air.

Yi Tang, who was so frightened that he lost his voice, did not fall down, but ran back like crazy. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was back in the corridor of the school. The place he was in just now was like an illusion.

He was lucky to escape.

But he dared not tell anyone about it.

(Words are not good either.) He thought to himself, (I dare not, in case words also belong to... Wait, I am passing information in the way of heart and voice now, is it also——!)

[Calm down, you're fine now, so this doesn't count. ]

My superpower must be buggy.

[And even if you are pulled in, I will try to pull you back. ]

Because this happened right in front of my eyes, and Yitang also interacted with me, I classified him as the responsibility.

I'm thinking about what kind of spell this is.

I originally thought it was a false magic spirit, but in people's minds, Sachiko is just a carrier of happiness, not the protagonist of a horror story with detailed characteristics like Sadako Kayako. This wishing ceremony is also full of hopes and prayers, is it? Did the negative emotion of not wanting to be separated from your friends give birth to it?

In other words, Sachiko is indeed a real person. She may be a curse master with extraordinary abilities, or she may have turned into a curse spirit due to great resentment before her death.

I was thinking, suddenly froze for a moment,

I stood up and walked to the window, a car was coming not far away,

Why did Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie come here?

Oh, and for that too.

Looks like they're making progress there.

I closed the door for Yitang, and then went to the living room to wait for the two of them.

The two assistant supervisors quickly met, and Gojo Gojo walked in boldly.

I:[……]

I watched his walking posture and fell into a long silence.

And Xia Youjie saw through my indescribable eyes, and shrugged at me.

Gojo Satoru is wrong. He observes me and notices that my walking posture has improved. Sometimes I forget my Kusuo character and step out of the Saiki, niche model, and ruffian that I practiced hard all night. The pace of the hero.

It's not that he walked badly, but it's different from his previous temperament, and he has become sloppy.

The assistant supervisor who brought them here said, "It's not a task assigned by the superior. Your operations are proceeding normally. They heard about Qi Mu-jun's itinerary today, and asked to come by themselves, saying that Qi Mu-jun is too good."

He copied Gojo Satoru's words to me in a serious manner.

"If the curse spirit this time really kills people through the domain, then it must be super."

I thank them for coming for me.

The two of them were afraid that I would put myself in it during the investigation.

The two sat cross-legged across from me, Xia Youjie took out a piece of paper and placed it on the table,

"We went to find the anonymous person who spread the rumors." He said, "He is an ordinary person who lives in a very old and remote house. I don't know what kind of mentality he has to do this kind of thing."

He glanced at Wujo Wu, but Wujo Wu was still angry with me, and Wujo Wu didn't speak.

So Xia Youjie turned around and continued to exchange information with me, "We found out that the name Miss Xingzi came from a woman who was unjustly killed."

No wonder.

"Because she was too painful before death, her powerful resentment formed a curse spirit."

[The source of her hatred is friends. ]

"Yes." Xia Youjie raised his eyes, and I suddenly noticed that his black pupils were very bright, "Because her best friend brought her disaster, when they were avoiding the search of the gangsters, the friend pushed her and shocked her." The call gave away the location."

That's roughly how things went.

"What's difficult now is that we can't detect the body of the curse spirit. We can only actively enter the trap of the curse spirit."

I glanced at the two people who were eager to try, [You haven't learned how to open the field yet. ]

"From the information we have so far, its domain is immature, and it is said to be a domain, more like the inside of the body of the curse spirit." Xia Youjie pursed his lips, with a firm and heavy tone, "It has hurt too much Damn, these people shouldn't have died in the first place, and they are still such young children... Now there is no magician who can take over this task. The students have long spread word of mouth to Ms. Sachiko. Get it resolved as soon as possible."

His rightness is on display again.

I stared into his eyes, maybe I was too focused, he was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

[fine. ]

"Then let's continue. The ceremony requires at least three people to perform together, um..." Xia Youjie scratched his nose, "Wu said we are very plastic, so..."

So the three of us meet the conditions.

It turns out that plastic love can also come in handy at this time.

I glanced at the silent Gojo Satoru, his eyes did not fall on me, I could only see a little blue under his sunglasses from my angle.

But in fact, now he has a panoramic view of all my reactions.

I grabbed the knife that never left my body and said, "Then let's start." ]

The three of us pinched the cut pieces of paper,

The rules of this game are all memorized by us. We looked at each other and began to recite silently in our hearts.

Sachiko-san, please, Sachiko-san, please, Sachiko-san, please...

For a long while, nothing happened.

My eyes moved slightly, showing a little shock uncontrollably.

"Is it because we didn't read at the same time?" Seeing that he was still in place, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but say, "Try again, let's start."

I held the paper stiffly and forgot to breathe for a moment.

no.

Of course I, who has telepathy, could hear it, and the three of us called out to Sachiko-san three times, please.

The number of times is right, the lines are right, there is only one thing wrong, and that is the intention.

It was not the insincerity that went to hell, it was the sincerity that triggered the death ending.

[Let's do it again. ]

I don't know what tone I used to say this sentence.

I made a brief hint to myself that I am now desperately longing to be with the two contemporaries forever as friends.

Miss Sachiko, please, Miss Sachiko, please, Miss Sachiko, please.

In the next second, the scene in front of me changed.