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

Note: I am a movie watcher. The author has not studied movie watchers, so the package is short and does not include after-sales service and will not correct bugs. Be cautious and watch with caution.

[ ] contains movie viewing content, but the content may not be the same as the previous article.

Including plots that have not appeared before, and dialogues that have not been released in plots that have already appeared, etc. (highlighted)

There are about 7-9 chapters in total, not too long.

Alias: A movie-watching guide that never gets to the point.

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"childhood."

There was silence in the empty room. Even though it had been known for a long time that Atobe Keizawa could see the curse spirit, it was obvious that Atobe Keizawa did not expect that his son had encountered such a crisis.

Among all the people present, the Atobe family occupied four positions. Except for Atobe Kagezawa himself, who covered his face and was in pain over the fact that he was exposed, everyone else was swaying in panic.

Guilt? Not quite.

Such a mistake cannot be blamed on the family's negligence. Atobe Keizawa's own concealment is the biggest problem.

He could have had better ways to buffer against this danger, or even avoid it.

But he chose to let it go.

Atobe Eiko wanted to say something, but hesitated. The beautiful lady finally chose to lower her head.

What can be said? What she saw was the life and death moment her son encountered when he was eleven years old, but what she faced was her son who was almost thirty years old.

If it weren't for this strange viewing, this fight would have been forgotten in Atobe Kageze's memory forever, and no one would know about it.

Panda: "Looking on the bright side, isn't Aze alive and kicking now?"

"Yes, yes." Kugizaki Wild Rose, who was overwhelmed by the heavy atmosphere and couldn't breathe, immediately agreed: "This is all in the past, right?"

"The past, it really happened, right?" Atobe Keigo said.

Atobe Keizawa swallowed his saliva, and his claws that were about to move were gesturing how to kill the screen in front of him with one blow. Although the tragic consequences could not be avoided, at least the crisis that could ensnare other people must be nipped in while it can be undone. !

"If you dare to take action, I will chop off your claws." Without thinking, Atobe Keigo guessed his brother's single-minded brain.

——If you can’t solve the problem of the people in front of the screen, you can solve the problem of the screen itself.

Atobe Keizawa: ...No, I didn’t, what nonsense!

I just want to see if the screen is solid.

Coward is just one word, but Atobe Jingze spent his whole life pursuing it.

[Stamina is being consumed rapidly, not only by being chased and teased by monsters for such a long time, but also by the extreme loss of body moisture caused by the hot temperature.

The young Atobe Keizawa gasped for breath, sweat wet his soft blond hair and blurred his vision, but he did not dare to stop, the high-hanging sharp knife kept falling on his head, even if he had no hope of living. Don’t be obsessed, but survival is human instinct.

However, the story of those who possess the curse, the young children and the huge cursed spirit, is not a simple story of surviving just because they want to live.

He rolled into the woods in a hurry, and the embarrassed child leaned tremblingly under the tree. A large green tree covered his young body. He gritted his teeth and was out of sight...

A huge mantis walked leisurely, seemingly searching for the location of its prey without any purpose, but if Atobe Keizawa could see it, the monster clearly knew where the fleeing child was hiding!

The vicious, humanized sneer echoed in the grove, like a falcon with its talons on top of the chicken, witnessing the desperate flight of its prey.

It gives young people a way to live, and then destroys them themselves.

The young man's originally pale face was almost white. He could no longer tell how many times he had encountered this kind of problem, and until now he was almost unable to even arouse any emotion.

The sun shines through the gaps between the green leaves, and the dust floating in the air is like the stream of light in a fairyland. Atobe Kageze leans back on the tree trunk, and the exhausted energy makes his body scream for sleep.

It wasn't until the close-up of the camera that everyone could see the dull eyes of the young man hidden under his bangs. He had such bright and passionate blond hair, but there was an unknown winter buried underneath.

He had difficulty breathing, but remained emotionally stable.

The countdown to death did not cause the young man to panic. He might have regrets, but he was also calm.

Maybe it was a minute or two, maybe it was a few breaths, but suddenly the air became quiet, and the heat from the baking spread up.

boom--

Tree debris flew everywhere, the boy who was blown up by the air current screamed uncontrollably, and the sound of flesh splitting open on the boy's back, blood instantly overflowed the entire screen.

Then the light faded. 】

"..."

The sound of the sofa rubbing against the floor pierced his eardrums. Keigo Atobe stood up suddenly. His chest rising and falling violently showed that he could not calm down, and his heart was about to burst.

Before everyone could wake up from the information revealed in the video, they were shocked by the huge movement. A dozen pairs of eyes looked timidly at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man.

Atobe Keigo stared at the darkened screen, his lowered hands clenched into fists, and his rounded nails seemed to dig into his flesh. At that moment, the blood covering the screen stung the young man's pupils. Atobe Keigo almost subconsciously shouted the title of brother.

"..."

That's why Atobe Keizawa didn't want Xiao Jing to know about this kind of thing. He secretly glanced at Xia Youjie who was not far away. The classmate of Wan Zitou instantly understood that he was holding Gojo Satoru in one hand and the family glass in the other. He said: "Let's go figure out how to get out of here."

If they can't get out, they are such a close friend, and they might be killed by their younger brother Jun. Hey!

Even if he can't be killed, shouldn't he be allowed to get involved in the world of magic in the future?

Xia Youjie suddenly felt a sense of mission!

Protecting your close friends is everyone’s responsibility!

Gojo Satoru:......

"Does this kind of thing happen often?" Atobe Keigo asked in a low voice.

No matter what age his younger brother is, he will always be a young boy in the eyes of Atobe Kagezawa. But at this time, his trembling voice and the emotions he tried to suppress all made Atobe Kagezawa realize again and again. How many shitty things did my past self do.

It's not that he regrets it, but if he had known that he would be exposed, he would have locked himself in the house from the beginning and never left.

Countless miracles allowed him to live to this day by accident and create the current Atobe Jingze. To put it bluntly, any small change would make him no longer the same person.

only……

"Sometimes we meet." Atobe Keizawa replied.

He didn't know how much of his bad past would be exposed on this screen, so he could only take the safest answer.

"It's all over, Xiao Jing." Atobe Jingze whispered softly: "It's all over, don't be afraid. Isn't my brother here well?"

That's it again.

Atobe Keigo thought in a daze.

Every time he saw Atobe Kageze injured, his brother would comfort him like this, coaxing him with a tone like a disobedient child, and promising to respond to requests, but other than that, Atobe Kageze would never take the initiative to tell him anything wrong. The known past.

The past that he struggled with, the past that fell into darkness, and the dark psychological state.

Atobe Keizawa never said it.

...So, is my brother so unwilling to trust him?

Atobe Keizawa really didn't want to discuss his past. How could he tell such a terrible plot?

"I'm such an old man, and I still have to cry to Xiao Jing about my childhood injuries. Isn't that rude?" Atobe Keizawa helplessly coaxed his brother who was almost out of control, but his expression was very conniving.

"It's all in the past. Be good and give your brother some face, okay?"

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Aze: I am a professional in coaxing my brother.

Atobe Mami: This little brat doesn't seem to care what we think.

Atobu Baba: Don’t tell me, he doesn’t seem to even look at us.