Curse Return: At the beginning, Death Migration will interrupt you and cut you in half.

"The world is so wonderful, monkeys are so charming, Monkey God must not be impatient, the years will be peaceful sooner or later..." Yun Jing Denghua was dressed up as a ghost bride who could protect the resentment of others. She sat cross-legged on the throne above the hall, closing her eyes and chanting nonsense.

The lobby of the Panxing Sect's monthly pilgrimage is filled with people. As the number of people increases every year, this year there are even more than a dozen futon mats in the courtyard outside the lobby.

"..." Xia Youjie sat in the specially prepared position on the right side of the stage with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed. Monkey couldn't hear her mumbling, but how could he, a special-grade magician, not hear it!

"It's three minutes before get off work ends. Come on, come on, come on..." Yun Jing Denghua continued to mutter to herself to motivate herself. Even if she had to work this day properly for a month, it would be torment enough!

Like a doll, she sat cross-legged for the entire afternoon, from one o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock when the sun went down. Five hours later, she felt like she was fifty years older. When she got up, her bones creaked and she moved slowly. Every time, Mimiko and Nanako had to help her back to her room.

"......" Off work? She wished! Xia Youjie opened his eyes and glanced at the believers below. His eyes rolled around and he thought of a good idea, so he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, "Hi! Everyone! Today's pilgrimage bath is over. Next, three lucky people will be selected to tell their troubles, and the Saint will solve their problems one by one! I will choose the first one, Mrs. Saito, who has raised the most donations recently. Congratulations on winning the first place!"

Okay, he has given the hint, there are two spots left, let them compete with all their sincerity!

“!!!” Yun Jing Denghua’s eyes widened. This monkey with small eyes, weird bangs and a bun didn’t even consult her and acted on his own!!! Making her work overtime!!!

"Thank you very much for your kindness, Master and Saint!" A young and fashionable lady was very excited. After thanking you, she began to complain, "Actually, I don't have any troubles. I don't know if I can ask for a blessing for my daughter. My daughter said that she seemed to be haunted by an evil spirit. She couldn't sleep well recently. She always woke up in the middle of the night and sometimes had difficulty breathing and couldn't catch her breath."

"Is your daughter here?" Yun Jing Denghua asked, his eyes locked on the absent-minded woman with shawl hair in the crowd. Behind her, there was a cursed spirit with dirty hands and feet entangled with her, licking her cheek with a wet tongue, hanging on her with its hands and feet, and its head full of eyes opened like a honeycomb, making people's scalp tingle.

"Yes, the one next to you is my daughter." Mrs. Saito said, and quickly helped her daughter up and walked forward, "Believe what mom says, the Saint Lady is really a very gentle and kind person, she will definitely help you!"

"Such a strange place..." Miss Saito frowned, obviously not agreeing. Not to mention kind people, she couldn't even find a normal person. But her mother insisted on bringing her here, and she couldn't refuse.

"Don't worry, it's just a small problem and it can be solved in the blink of an eye." Yun Jing Denghua waved her hand, and the Furisode spirit behind her flew behind Miss Saito holding a cursed tool. With a casual wave of her hand, she exorcised the cursed spirit. Miss Saito's expression visibly turned into joy and disbelief.

"I...how could this happen? I suddenly feel so relaxed..." Miss Saito looked at the palm of her hand, then touched her neck. The feeling of suffocation was indeed gone, and the feeling of being spied on was gone as well.

"Okay, Mrs. Saito, I'll take you out." Yun Jing Denghua shook her sleeves and jumped down from the throne, taking Saito and her daughter away, skipping work as it came, leaving the other two to Xia Youjie! She saw that he was quite keen on giving benefits!

"......" After waiting in the lobby for twenty minutes, Geto Suguru finally realized that someone had left early. Veins bulged on his forehead, but he could do nothing about it. In the end, he exorcised the two cursed spirits himself and ended the pilgrimage.

Yun Jing Denghua, who had already run a long way away, stopped, straightened his clothes, and walked calmly towards the bustling street market.

"Boom—bang—crackle—" A huge mushroom cloud suddenly rose from the factory in the distance, followed by countless fireworks that lit up the entire night sky, as if it were daytime. The colorful fireworks bloomed, attracting everyone's attention.

"I heard that there will be a fireworks show tonight to celebrate the New Year, but I don't remember it being in this direction?" a passerby asked in confusion. Besides, it's not time yet. The fireworks will not be set off to celebrate until 12 o'clock.

"...Rather than setting off fireworks, this situation is more like a fireworks factory being set on fire, right?" another passerby complained.

"!!!" Yun Jing Denghua was startled, pushed through the crowd and jumped onto the arm of the Furisode spirit hidden in the dark alley, letting her fly towards the fireworks factory.

Normally, fireworks shouldn't produce such a big mushroom cloud. Did anyone stuff a shell into the firework tube?

"This little volcano-head is quite good at hiding. Really, it made such a big noise. Principal Ye Moth will blame me again." Gojo Satoru complained while searching for the whereabouts of the wild volcano-head curse spirit. He just went to Kyoto school for a meeting, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected gain on the way. He found a volcano-head sneaking into the fireworks factory. Could it be that the curse spirit also wants to set off fireworks during the New Year?

"Wu?" Yun Jing Denghua said in shock, "What a coincidence, why are you here?" Considering the grand fireworks and bomb show, could it be Gojo Wu who did it?

"Shh! Denghua-chan, there's a Volcano Head cursed spirit hiding here. Don't scare him away. I'll take you to catch him!" Gojo Satoru made a gesture to keep quiet and pulled Yunjing Denghua quietly into the factory. There were small volcanoes everywhere created by Volcano Head's clones, and it was hard to tell where Volcano Head's real body was for a moment.

"Volcano head?" Yun Jing Denghua understood. The wild Loho had fallen into Gojo Satoru's hands. Although Naohua always tricked Loho into doing bad things, without Naohua's guidance, Loho's brain was obviously not good enough and he was about to destroy himself so soon.

"Huh! What a stupid human being!" Lou Hu laughed disdainfully in the fireworks warehouse. Did they think he came here to set off fireworks? Ignorance!

When a sorcerer is attacked, he can use his magic power to resist and slow down the impact. Even if he is injured, he can use the reversal technique to heal. However, there is one kind of damage that a sorcerer cannot resist, and that is poison! Gas is everywhere, and even the strongest sorcerer has to breathe. He added toxic substances to the gunpowder of fireworks. As long as he is burned by his magma, a large amount of highly toxic gas will be released instantly. Even Gojo Satoru, go to hell!

"......This cursed spirit stinks." Gojo Satoru couldn't help but cover his nose and said in disgust. The closer he got to the cursed spirit, the stronger the pungent smell became. He almost couldn't breathe. Otherwise, should he just expand his domain?

"It's poison gas..." Yun Jing Denghua summoned the guardian beast peacock and let it fly behind the two of them. The aqua blue peacock flapped its wings, dispelling the poisonous gas surrounding the two.

"Huh... I can finally breathe." Gojo Satoru let out a long sigh. Fortunately, Denghua-chan was there, so his nose was spared the pain. However, if Denghua-chan was not there, he probably would not have come in and would have directly used the "Hollow Style" to sweep and crush the volcano head into ashes.