Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"Xia Youjie's soul is as rare and precious as his bangs."

"Hey - what are you doing!" The policeman on the side hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"What did you do?" The man was very thin. He was pushed and staggered, but his head was still hanging down. All his expressions were hidden in the shadows, and his words were unusually feminine. "You drove away the gods? You have driven away the gods...you will be punished..."

There was a rush at the scene, Atobe Jingze was startled, and immediately wanted to pull Xia Youjie down the mountain away from the place of right and wrong, but sadly found that Xia Youjie was unmoved.

"Is this child the victim you prepared? Is he your son?" Xia Youjie asked him.

The black-haired conjurer looked calmly at the little boy next to the man. He was about seven or eight years old and shorter than an average child.

He didn't cry or make trouble, but he didn't smile or speak. There was no color on his thin face, and he just stared at the familiar man beside him in silence. Even if the man acted dangerously, the child still didn't react at all.

"Victim?" The man tilted his head unexpectedly, his mind seemed to be on a rusty clockwork, and he laughed softly a few times, vaguely, his voice seemed to be approaching hotness, but he was always suffering. Suppressed, as if afraid of disturbing the purity of the gods here.

He gasped and said, "No, he is hope. My son was originally hope."

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting weird, the surrounding police officers hesitated to speak. The leading police officer just wanted to step forward to stop him, but as soon as Xia Youjie opened his mouth, they did not dare to take action.

"Then do you want to trade your child for your own life?" Xia Youjie asked softly.

It was clear that he was using the words of inquiry, but he had a tone of affirmation. Atobe Jingze's mind suddenly jumped, and he immediately stared at Xia Youjie intently.

He is not worried about his friend doing anything irrational, but he is worried that he will be so stubborn that he will do nothing and then turn himself into a fool at a young age.

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he was hiding something and stopped talking. His back was against the ancient tree, and his whole body seemed to be bent by the shade of the tree above him. His hands were imprisoned by handcuffs, hanging loosely in the middle.

He was too skinny, and his long black bangs pressed against his forehead, covering half of his face.

After a while, he seemed to have regained some consciousness. He stood up in confusion and pulled the child beside him into his arms. He murmured: "Xiaoxiao is daddy's hope. Xiaoxiao will help daddy." no?"

"Smile is dad's hope..."

The child blinked his empty eyes, still indifferent. If it weren't for his chest that was still rising and falling under his exquisite clothes, Atobe Kagezawa would have thought he was like a beautiful doll.

The auxiliary supervisor on the side almost wrinkled his suit in uneasiness. He glanced at Xia Youjie cautiously. He wanted to stop the conversation between the two, but he did not dare to step forward. He could only look at the same person with pleading eyes. Atobe Kagezawa of the Conjurer.

Atobe Keizawa was almost scratching his bald head at this moment. Even if the holiday was going smoothly, it turned into hell mode. He had to face the psychological problems of his classmates who he couldn't beat life and death alone.

At the same young age, some chickens and cats are still sleeping soundly in the hotel, drunk and dreaming, but some poor little ones have to start playing the role of life guide dogs for lost teenagers, phew, life mentors!

But having said that, Atobe Jingze was not indifferent to the matter in front of him, but... he was different from Xia Youjie.

He always believes that the evil and evil of individuals that can be seen in front of him is nothing unusual, especially when they are still engaged in a job of eliminating "negative emotions", human malice and bad nature are more common. .

Atobe Keizawa follows every exorcism task step by step, rescuing every ordinary person trapped by the cursed spirit fairly and impartially. He does not need people's gratitude, nor does he care about their malice.

He does not resist Xia Youjie's desire to save mankind, nor does he hate Gojo Satoru's belief that he is the only one in the world.

——Anyway, it’s just a professional job, so what’s so exciting about being a worker?

But he also understood that his classmates couldn't laugh it off.

If I had known, I should have asked Satoru to come over for a trip. Atobe Keizawa's mind was so divergent, but he didn't really think there was anything wrong.

After all, it was just an ordinary extermination mission, and there would only be more days to come. Instead of letting Xia Youjie struggle in pain in a place they didn't know, it would be more appropriate to put him in front of them and take good care of him.

Even if he is a genius in the world of magic that is rare in hundreds of years, before that he was just an ordinary high school student of fifteen years old.

Hesitation, confusion, pain and even despair are all normal.

"It's useless, your 'god' has been exorcised." Atobe Keizawa lazily took a step forward and bent down. The man could hardly ignore the malice in his eyes, and he whispered: "Ah , exorcise means to kill.”

"After all, there are no gods in this world."

"There are no gods in this world, there is no life-for-life, and of course no one can save you."

Atobe Kageze looked at him coldly. In his determined gaze, the man finally realized that Atobe Kageze was not joking. He was thinking about the only salvation. His god was really... gone.

"You're talking nonsense!!!"

"You are fucking nonsense!! Go to hell!!! Go to hell!!!"

The man violently threw away the child in his arms, screaming and trying to rush forward. The police, who had been on guard for a long time, finally found an opportunity to take action, and swarmed the man directly to the ground.

The face and corners of the mouth of the man lying on the ground were covered with fresh soil, and his decent clothes were wrinkled and ragged. He was almost blind, breathing heavily even though he was restrained, and wanted to attack again and again. Come up.

He looked crazy, so stubborn and crazy, yet so fragile.

Xia Youjie reacted faster than Atobe Kageze. He pulled back the child who almost hit the tree trunk, and then carefully protected the child in his arms and blocked the child's sight with his clothes.

But even though he was in pain, the child still didn't make any sound and just quietly grabbed Xia Youjie's clothes.

Fortunately, the child was fine. Atobe Keizawa also lost interest in continuing the conversation. He just watched and thought casually.

He really doesn't care, whether it's a seriously ill man, an autistic and aphasic child, or a god who trades his life for his life, he really doesn't care.

Saving people is not a responsibility that he cannot escape from. If he can save people, he will save them; if he cannot save them, he will give up. After all, in Japan, where disasters are increasing day by day and the upper limit of curse spirits is rising, how big a ripple can his cheap sympathy make?

He just paid more attention to Xia Youjie because he cared about it.

The man had been completely controlled by the police and his mouth was covered with tape. Atobe Jingze turned around. The man's fate was more or less doomed. He returned to Xia Youjie and passed over the child in his arms. She raised her hand and touched the precious bangs on his forehead.

——After all, Xia Youjie’s soul is as rare and precious as his bangs.

His classmate was holding the child, his face still ugly, but he was also worried that could not be concealed. Atobe Jingze was startled, Xia Youjie's worry seemed to be for him? Could it be that his obvious malice towards men worried Xia Youjie?

Atobe Kageze felt a sense of warmth in his heart. Not everyone could resist the pure concern of his companions, but at least Atobe Kageze was very helpful.

It's just that he has become accustomed to the fact that there are beautiful beings like Xia Youjie in this world, and there are also scum like middle-aged men.

Originally, the job of a conjurer is to eliminate the "evil" in the world, so how can he demand that everyone in the world be "evil-free"? Since 'evil' exists, why can't it be this ordinary man in front of me?

"Jie, let's go back. Glass and Wu are still waiting for us."

No one dared to stop him. Xia Youjie nodded and handed the child to the police on standby. After the police promised to take good care of the child, he returned to his companions.

Atobe Kageze pulled Xia Youjie's sleeve with satisfaction and walked at his usual pace, about to return to their original vacation.

The green forests on the mountain peaks are gradually pulled away until they disappear from sight. The sins covered by the greenery will not be made public, but some people still cannot escape the punishment of fate.