Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

However, she misunderstood. The things in those bottles and jars were not made by the noose.

Izumi picked up a jar with a name written on the lid.

"What is Fujiwara?"

If you don’t understand, take another empty can.

This time, Shengwu understood it, it was [Kurogi Hengzi].

After seeing clearly that this was a name, Sheng Wumozhu became confused.

If she remembered correctly, Karasuru Tomoko was an ancient magician from a thousand years ago and the captain of the Sun, Moon and Stars Squad, an assassination unit directly under the Fujiwara clan.

He once saw Ryomen Sukuna in his prime, and was a pink-haired man, but he did not die at the hands of Ryomen Sukuna, but died in an internal execution of the Fujiwara clan.

He was also one of the swimmers in this death migration.

"This... is the place where the incarnation is stored?"

There was such a thing in the technical high school's secret library. Tian Yuan died too easily.

At first glance, there are more than a few hundred jars in the room, at least tens of thousands.

Shengwu passed by the dusty and empty ones and went to the place with the least dust.

The glass jars here are also the most modern product.

She picked up one of them and after seeing the name on it clearly, she couldn't help but sneer.

A long time ago, Shengwu had a doubt, but he always treated it as a patch that could not be applied.

The question is, Wan was beaten with a cross the first time he met Sukuna, which doesn't seem like someone who had time to sign a contract with Nozomi.

Also, many swimmers don't look like they know how to use a noose.

When I saw the glass jar in my hand, all my problems were solved.

Because the name on the glass jar is [Haihara Yu].

Nanami Kento's classmate died in a mission many years ago, and his body was recovered by the high school.

"So this is how you deal with corpses. Does Ieiri Naoko know about this? Hmm... she doesn't look like she knows."

Naoko Ieiri is a doctor. She occasionally performs autopsies to examine the cause of death, but more often she simply treats the injured.

But Tianyuan definitely knows.

This is the High School Jiku, and it is within Tianyuan's barrier. There is no reason for her not to know.

Looking at the glass jars on the shelf, Shengwu fell into deep thought.

"The young lady seems to be in trouble."

Fushiguro Shiori's voice sounded again.

Sheng Wu nodded: "I was thinking, should I revive Tian Yuan, cut her into fine pieces, and bake her into pancakes for Luo Suo to eat."

Between a true villain and a hypocrite, what I hate most is a hypocrite.

"Since she's already dead, there's no need for her to come back to life." Fuguro Shier tried to ease Shengwu's confusion: "For a magician like her, pain won't have much of an effect on her."

After all, he is an immortal and has experienced a lot of things.

Ikumu felt that what Fushiguro Shinobu said made sense.

"Then what should I do to make the deceased Tianyuan regret it?" This is what Shengwu wants to do most.

Those two old men were treating the entire magic world like fools. If she didn't do something, she would not be able to swallow the anger in her heart.

But Shengwu doesn't know much about Tianyuan.

In the archive, there are only Tian Yuan's various research articles, but no information about her life.

Hearing this question, Fushiguro Shier thought about it seriously and said, "Miss, go back and ask the leader. He should be good at this kind of thing."

This suggestion really doesn't regard Geto Suguru as a good person.

Sheng Wu couldn't help but look back at him, wondering what he was thinking when he said this.

However, it would have been better if she didn't look back. As soon as she turned around, she saw the bloodstains on Fushiguro Shige's sleeves.

If it were the dark color that sorcerers like, the bloodstains might not be noticeable.

But now Fushiguro Shigeki is dressed as a warm big brother, and getting blood on him would ruin the current atmosphere.

"You...are you going to bully people?" Sheng Wu felt a toothache.

This is not a good sign.

Fushiguro Shier shook his head and explained: "I met Hui's senior and had a fight with her. This is her blood."

When he met someone from the Zenin family, Fushiguro never thought of showing mercy.

But Zenin Maki seemed to be of the same type as him. In order to respect his opponent and not waste time, he neither used a fatal attack nor let her win.

The stick-shaped Youyun cannot cause so much blood.

Zenin Maki tried to attack him in a way that would hurt both sides, but he dodged it, and in the end only Zenin Maki was injured.

For the sake of his son, Fushiguro Shigeki simply treated Zenin Maki's wound and rushed back immediately.

The blood was stained when the wound was treated.

"Oh, did you win?" Sheng Wu asked.

There was only one girl in the second and third grades combined, and the result of the two generations of fighting against the tyrant was worth her special inquiry.

Fushiguro Shiori's lips curled up: "I didn't lose."

The fight wasn't over yet, and he objectively explained the outcome.

Besides, he and Zenin Maki have the same physique. As long as Zenin Maki is given enough time to grow, he can still defeat him.

For example, when he is very old and lying in bed and needs oxygen.

"If you haven't lost... move everything off this shelf. Don't leave anything behind."

Not losing means you still have energy left, and having energy left means you can be a laborer.

Sheng Wu glanced at the things in the house and said, "I'm going to go back first. You can move them slowly."

In the world of sorcery, being a normal person is a disaster.

Sheng Wugao threw the glass jar in his hand high in the air and walked slowly towards the student dormitory.

"The sorcerer is shit. But shit is not the sorcerer." She muttered, "Today I'm going to write a new formula: Shit is Tianyuan."

It’s a relief to think that there are still many magicians outside the barrier who are exorcising cursed spirits and protecting the safety of ordinary people.

The more she thought the formula was correct.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of gold from the corner of my eye.

Ikumu turned his head and met the eyes of Nanami Kento who was not far away.

Neither of them knew why the other was here, but Nanami Kento still nodded politely to Ikunoshi and left.

He was looking for Zenin Maki, and other matters of the high school were not his responsibility.

Even if Seimu burned down the high school now, Nanami Kento would not stop him.

"Tsk, my poor ex-husband." Sheng Wu shook his head helplessly and walked into the student dormitory building.

Thanks to the students' tolerance of human nature, most of the rooms were not locked and she didn't have to climb in through the window.

I opened a door and saw no posters of beautiful women on the wall, so I closed it.

Push open another door and repeat the previous steps until you see the familiar poster.

Very good, we found Yuji Itadori’s room.

"At times like this, it's important to have a brother."

Shengwu opened the wardrobe, took out a set of technical secondary school uniform, threw it on the bed, then opened the glass jar and squeezed a drop of blood into it.

After doing this, she poured the victim's flesh out of the glass jar, threw it into the quilt, then turned around and opened the locker.

I don’t know if Yuji Itadori has the habit of storing snacks.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!——"

A figure suddenly sat up from the bed.

"My intestines seem to have fallen to the ground... Eh? It doesn't hurt anymore?"