Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die.

"Xu Junsi, you're back?" Seeing Xu Fang coming in, the little wizard at the bottom of the bottle happily greeted him: "I have collected a lot of information about the old lady with cat face!"

Just like those people who spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to change their formal jobs.

In order to get out of this godforsaken place as quickly as possible, the little wizard Pingdizi also risked his life.

He used the money he had saved to open an intelligence blind box in the Hunter Alliance, and he actually got some clues.

"There are several versions of the cat-faced old lady. One of them is that the old lady surnamed Li hanged herself to death after getting angry with her daughter-in-law. She died with her eyes open and her face horrible. Her family members didn't dare to approach her. Just after she changed into her shroud, a cat pounced on her, and the old lady pretended to be dead and ran away. Children in that village often went missing and were eaten to pieces."

"The other is that the old lady died while shopping for groceries and was possessed by a cat demon who likes children's blood the most."

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle was telling a story, and the director of the pillar beside him snorted, "Just tell the story, why are you using those useless words like 'horrible' and 'scattered'?"

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle didn't want to pay attention to him and continued:

"If these are stories, what follows is the truth."

"Look at this."

He handed over a photo and Xu Fang took it.

The photo shows a corpse. Judging from the down jacket on the body, it was a winter one, but the jacket was rolled up to the armpits. The stomach was ripped open, and the parts inside were scattered all over the floor, looking shriveled and horrible.

"Look at the scratches here, and then look here!"

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle said excitedly: "This attack method is undoubtedly the work of the old lady with the cat face!"

"What did the Magic Association say?" Xu Fang asked casually.

"They're not paying attention because they didn't detect any magical fluctuations!"

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle said: "We have to slowly look for more details, but I think there will always be some clues..."

Xu Fang nodded.

Xu Fang took out his phone.

Xu Fang spoke.

"Hello, I'm Xu Fang."

Xu Fang narrated what happened.

"Okay, we'll go right over there, no need to pick you up."

Xu Fang hung up the phone.

"Let's go and take a look at this body."

The little wizard Pingdizi was confused until he arrived at the Magic Association in the city and was suddenly awakened when the corpse that had appeared in the photo appeared in front of him.

"General Xu, this is our inspection report. We did not detect any magical fluctuations."

Chairman Guan, who was accompanying us, complained, "We are so busy right now. The red-clothed people in the black court are dead, and the blue-clothed and black-clothed people below are going crazy. Who knows when they will pop up."

This Xu Fang understands.

Do you all want to inherit the red robe and become the so-called superior person?

"Our wizards are already very busy dealing with these matters, and they really don't have time to spare for a small case like this."

"Let me take a look." Xu Fang placed his right hand above the corpse, the sound of analysis overflowed, and he scanned the corpse from head to toe, his expression changing slightly.

"Did you find anything?" asked President Guan.

"Her soul has been traumatized." Xu Fang said, "Can you provide us with all the information related to her? I will take over this matter."

"Of course!"

Chairman Guan agreed readily, and while asking his subordinates to get the materials, he flattered him subtly and said that he would give Xu Fang an honorary title in the association after he solved the case.

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle was watching eagerly nearby. When he saw piles of information that he couldn't buy with money, he suddenly felt the inconsistency of this world.

"Let's go." Xu Fang said.

He hurriedly chased after him and asked uncertainly, "Xu Junsi, are you also going to follow up on this case?"

"Ah."

"Then let me ask you, what did you find?"

"It's inconvenient." Xu Fang said: "Now you know, there are only disadvantages and no advantages. It's easy to go astray."

exaggerate.

The little wizard Pingdizi was secretly complaining in his heart.

Xu Fang noticed his expression but didn't say much.

The soul of the deceased is forcibly cut off. The general scene is that something is gnawing at the delicacies in her belly while enjoying absorbing her soul.

Because ordinary people's bodies are fragile, the soul cannot condense and emerge when the body dies, resulting in this "broken" situation.

Not long ago, Xu Fangzai had a similar feeling when he was teaching those fanatics in the Wu Church.

"Don't get involved in this matter. I'll call for some help." Xu Fang said, taking out his cell phone and dialing a number.

When the little wizard Pingdizi saw Xu Fang's serious expression, he became frightened and shut up and said no more.

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Magic City.

Junior high school classroom.

"Summer vacation will start next week, and you will soon be entering the second year of junior high school. This is the most critical year in your life. Why? You have left the transition period of the first year of junior high school, and are about to face the magic exam in the third year of junior high school!"

"I think all students should know what the magic exam is."

"You don't have the magic theory to pass, so you are not qualified to awaken and become a wizard!"

"What? You said you are a hidden genius? What's the point! If you fail the exam, you can't even touch the Awakening Stone!"

The teacher was spitting all over the podium, while Lingling was staring at the textbook listlessly with dead eyes.

boring.

Xu Fang went around the country to clear out the demons, and Mo Fan also went to the Ohos Holy Academy in South America with Zhao Manyan and Mu Bai, and he became an empty-nest old spirit again.

busy.

Everyone is busy.

It’s better to be busy.

The knowledge taught in class seemed extremely stupid to Lingling.

The classification of magic systems? Lingling has been active in the hunter world for so many years. How many strange and bizarre magic systems has she not seen?

Common forms of magic? Ignoring the super-class magician at first glance, do you know what magic without fixed rules means? What does it mean to create magic based on the battlefield?

Ding Dong Dong...

After class, the childish boys of the same age gathered around her again, trying to show their affection to her in all kinds of naive and stupid ways.

For example, a love letter starts out by saying that the promise will last for the rest of your life, which makes people roll their eyes.

It would be better to write "I will wait for you silently until my magic, soul and mental strength are almost gone" to make her look at me sideways.

There are also those who commit self-harm, using a knife to scratch the back of their hands with the word "Leng Lingling". After the scab forms, it becomes three big words, which is disgusting to look at.

After ten minutes of noise, the bell for class rang again.

This section is the magic history class that Lingling hates the most, because the history teacher always likes to add personal opinions and pick up all kinds of messed up things from unofficial history to talk about.

To her surprise, the person who walked in was not the fat history teacher, but the head teacher.

"There will be no class this time. Let's watch the news."

"Yeah!!!" The students cheered. Some of them left their seats to look for their friends, some rushed to the power supply to turn off the lights, and some took out their mobile phones to lower the brightness and prepare to play.

————In short, no matter what you do, as long as you are not in class, it will be relaxing and enjoyable.

“Dangdangdang~Dangdang~~~”

After the opening credits of CCTV News were over, the faces of the two hosts appeared on the screen.

"Good afternoon, everyone. Today is Thursday, July 7th, 4 p.m..."

"A few days ago, Xu Fang, the commander of the Central Military Department and the city councilor of Dongting Lake Base, killed a monarch-level demon in Changbai Mountain and successfully incorporated Changbai Mountain into the security world."

"And in the Tianchi Lake of Changbai Mountain, Xu Junsi was the first to discover a high-quality awakening stone mine. Please watch the connection with reporters on the scene below!"

A look of surprise flashed across Lingling's eyes.

Xu Fang?

What has he done again?

The scene on the screen had changed from the studio to a desolate wilderness that looked like a ruin.

"CCTV! CCTV! This is frontline reporter Xiaochuan! I am currently at Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain!"

Xiaochuan pointed at the dilapidated pool of water behind him and said, "Just yesterday, Xu Junsi killed a monarch-level demon numbered 'Changbai No. 1 Disaster Beast' here!"

"Everyone, please take a look. This is a photo that a worker bee once took. Comparing it with the scene at hand, we can clearly feel the power of magic. It is no exaggeration to describe it as destroying the world!"

"I have a magic device here that can withstand the fluctuations of high-level third-level magic. Now let's turn on the power...ah, it exploded."

"You know, this was a battle that took place a day ago! Xu Junsi always refreshes our understanding of strength and makes us understand a mage..."

As a loyal fan of Xu Fang, Xiaochuan talked endlessly about his praises and was reluctant to get to the point.

The host in the studio had to find an opportunity to bring the topic back: "Xiaochuan, can you show us the mineral vein?"

"Ok!"

"You can see these hovering worker bees in the sky. They are the on-site surveying tools of the research team. The researchers will conduct reasonable planning and analysis to build the completed mining line!"

"After measurements and estimates by researchers, it is preliminarily determined that it can be used by nearly 20 million beginner mages to awaken!"

"This is the highest quality and largest water awakening stone mine that can be mined in our country so far!"

"The local military region and the Magic Association said that they will speed up the construction of the new Anjie, and will make the Anjie cover the entire Changbai Mountain more quickly and more firmly. They will stop the demon invasion at all costs!"

"The spokesperson of the Imperial Palace Magic Association said that within three years, the awakening ratio will be relaxed and the number of magic high school students will be increased to add more and better new forces to our country's magician team!"

"My fellow countrymen, the wheel of history is rolling forward. The invasion of the Siren cannot defeat us! Man can conquer nature. As long as we unite as one and work together, we will surely win the final victory!"

Burn!

So burning!

A piece of news successfully ignited the atmosphere in the classroom. It was the passionate age, and the junior high school students were clamoring to wake up right now to kill monsters and defend their country!

Until the evening when school was over, the students were still immersed in the news and could not extricate themselves. It was rare that there were no little boys who came to talk to Lingling.

Go back to that old street and push open the door of Qingtian Hunting House.

Ding bell~~~

The wind chimes at the door made a crisp sound.

Old Bao was cleaning a glass at the bar: "Are you back?"

"Ah."

"Xu Fang called just now."

Whoosh!

Lingling dropped her schoolbag, rushed over, grabbed the phone, and quickly called back.

"Hello?" Xu Fang's voice came.

"You called me?" Lingling snorted: "Tell me, what do you need my help with?"

"There's a case here, it's quite interesting, do you want to come over?"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm a hunter master. I'm busy making millions of dollars every minute!" Lingling sat under a high stool and shook her calves in white socks.

"But since you're asking me so sincerely, I'll be merciful and help you!"

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Changbai Mountain.

In the corridor living room of the youth hostel.

"In this world, demons and ghosts are rampant. In order to maintain stability, some particularly cruel and perverted incidents will be classified as confidential and the news will be blocked by the media."

"But there is no such thing as an impenetrable wall. These incidents will always be seen by people accidentally, and then become a series of urban legends whose truth or falsehood is unknown."

"For example, the vampires that have been circulating in Shanghai for a long time, the resurrection of the dead in Taiwan, the big-headed monster babies in Hong Kong...except for the magicians, no one knows whether they are real or fake."

There was a long table in the not-so-spacious living room, which was filled with popcorn, peanuts, melon seeds and happy water.

The light was dim, and the small flies that were electrocuted on the lampshade cast a layer of shadow on the originally dim light, and also dimly illuminated the cheeks of the boys and girls.

Their eyes were all turned to a boy, with the part of his body above his nose hidden in darkness, and his sinister tone made the atmosphere seem particularly terrifying.

"A few days ago, all the evil policemen in a station in Dou Ziran Town died. Did you know?" the boy asked.

Everyone nodded subconsciously. This incident caused quite a stir. The family members rushed to the authorities to demand an explanation, and the news was all over the Internet.

"Didn't the report say that they were killed by demons?" a girl said timidly.

"wrong!"

The boy's voice became even more gloomy: "The magic police are not mages. They don't even need to leave the security realm. Even if you use your brain, it's impossible that it was done by demons."

"That···"

"Humph, do you know why the family members are making trouble?"

The boy paused, enjoying the atmosphere of everyone holding their breath and concentrating on listening to him, and continued: "Because their bodies have shriveled up and their blood has been drunk dry!"

"Don't you think it sounds familiar? Didn't you hear that song when you were a kid?"

"Come on, follow me~

The cat's face laughed, and the sound was shrill~

There is a sound of rain outside the window and under the bed~

Close your eyes and count the stars..."

The singing is very unpleasant, but it is precisely because of its unpleasantness that it adds to the atmosphere and gives people goosebumps when listening to it.

Seeing his friends were scared, the boy got even more excited and imitated the cat-faced old lady's voice in a shrill voice: "Good boy, your intestines smell good, can grandma have a taste..."

"Okay." A shrill little girl's voice sounded.

"what!!!"

The sudden sound scared everyone to the point of peeing their pants, especially the boy who had just told a ghost story. His legs went weak and he felt a warm current running down his thighs.

"W-what?"

They turned on the lights tremblingly and saw two people, one big and one small.

The big one looks ordinary, the kind that you wouldn’t even notice if thrown into a crowd, but the small loli girl is amazing, so delicate and cute that it makes your nose bleed.

The boy who was telling the story had a grim expression on his face and quietly sat back inside to hide the fact that he had wet his pants.

"Brother, brother! Those older brothers and sisters are so lame, they become like that after being scared a little!" Lingling said in a delicate voice, looking like a little kid.

"Don't tease adults!" Xu Fang held her head and shook it, apologetically saying, "I'm sorry, everyone. My sister is quite naughty."

"It's ok."

Humans are visual creatures after all, and Lingling is so cute, so of course everyone forgives her!

"Brother and sister, I love horror stories too. Can I sit down and join you?" Lingling asked with her hands clasped together.

"This is not a story!" said the man who peed his pants unhappily.

His unhappiness had no influence on other people's decisions. No one would refuse to listen to a story with a pretty young girl.

Man who peed his pants: This is not a story!

Lingling blended into the crowd so easily, while Xu Fang felt the changes in everyone's emotions.

Cautiously extending the transcendental power, he carefully traced it like peeling off a cocoon, and saw the red thread of everyone's soul.

This was a skill he had just developed on Crete. It could be seen that most of these red soul threads were floating in the wind like seaweed.

There were also a few that were tied to the man who had peed his pants. He was obviously frightened by the ghost story just now and was transmitting the emotion of fear to him.

This emotion has no impact on both parties and is completely normal.

Just like when a person looks at another person's back with hostility and fear, the red line of the soul will also be connected to the other person, and a more sensitive person will turn around and look over as if with "telepathy".

Similar emotions are infinitely amplified, and after being materialized by special methods, they can reach the level of Leng Jue and the President of the Wu Church.

The reason why these young people were chosen was purely accidental.

After the demons in Changbai Mountain were wiped out, internet celebrities, students who were keen on adventure and seeking death from all over the country became restless and rushed here one after another.

The Magic Association received two similar cases of the "cat-faced old lady", and the cause of death of the corpses was the same.

You are courting death anyway, so why not serve as bait for me, Xu? Whether it scares people or not is another matter, but at least you won't lose your life.

Big profit, ok!