Be Low-key in a Supernatural World

"The sign was brought by the teacher, probably because he didn't want us to be disturbed before the Spirit Elimination Competition."

"It's nice to have a mentor like that."

In front of the teaching building, and on the other side of the playground, there was music and cheers.

The whole campus suddenly became more lively, and the two listened attentively.

Xiaoniaoyou suddenly smiled and said, "Please enjoy the celebration today!"

Chapter 87 Unique Appetizers

At nine o'clock in the morning, the campus was buzzing with people, all kinds of scents mixed together, it was unbelievably lively.

Although campus festivals are not uncommon in Wenjing, at the end of June, at the end of the rainy season, such a campus festival is very encouraging and uplifting.

After all, Furutegawa is not the only one who doesn't like the dampness and dullness of the rainy season.

So, this time, the campus festival of Luye Academy... no, it could be Huihui's campus festival, it was all very lively.

Compared with the hustle and bustle in front of the teaching building, Chulingshe is much quieter here.

Not only the "No Visit" sign on the outside of the club, but also the "Precautions" that everyone received when they entered the school, there was also a "Do not visit the Exorcism Club" printed on it.

In the corridor outside the activity room, Benchang Sora held the guitar cross-legged, stared at the score, and played little by little.

Furutegawa Shinmi, who was sitting next to him, looked at the beads of sweat on his forehead, then at the light raindrops floating in the sky, and at the wind blowing towards him, and asked him, "Are you nervous?"

Sorata was trembling all over this field. Hearing this, he raised his head, revealing a face that was much whiter than usual, and stammered: "I, do I look nervous?"

Furutegawa Shinmi stared at him: "It looks a bit like mild Parkinson's syndrome, but it's okay, Fujiwara-sensei also looks like this problem."

Sorata was stunned, and looked at him helplessly: "You're kidding me again, the teacher may be true, but I'm still healthy."

Furategawa laughed, and handed over a can of herbal tea.

There was a drop of water hanging on the outside of the herbal tea pot, which felt cool to the touch. Honza Sorata held it in his hand. After a while, his face turned pale again, and he said tremblingly, "Furutegawa, have you heard? Let's It seems to be using the biggest stage on the playground."

"Is that why you're so nervous?"

"Yes, yes! I'm afraid I won't be able to play the guitar or make a sound..." Sorata wanted to cry this time.

"Put your heart in your stomach, just think about your senior Xiaoli, don't worry about the rest."

Kong Tai lowered his head and swallowed his saliva: "I, I will practice again, and I will not lose the chain!"

He bounced from the head, although it still sounded a little sluggish, but it was much better than before.

Furutegawa didn't say any more, he stretched his legs and leaned against the wall with his pillowed hands.

But at this time, his eyes suddenly moved, and he saw a few boys and girls wearing school uniforms from other schools, talking and laughing, walking towards this side, they were all carrying long bags in their hands, ignoring the sign on the side of the road .

Sorata Honjo, who was playing the guitar, didn't notice anyone coming, and was absorbed in it without distraction.

The three men and two women who "broke" to the entrance of the Spirit Elimination Society stood in a row, listening to the guitar quietly, but soon showed disapproval.

There was a dissonance in the melody played.

Kotegawa Kamimi looked at the five people standing in the corridor, the shortest boy was almost as tall as Sorata, with a round face and snub nose, and a hint of provocation in his eyes.

The tallest one is a little shorter than him, but the long one looks very strong, and the cloth bag in his hand is also the longest.

There is also a boy who is almost in the middle, with long flowing hair, covering one eye, he looks a bit handsome at first glance, but it is a pity that he has mung bean eyes.

As for the other two girls, they both have healthy wheat-colored skin, and they seem to be often active in the sun. One B and the other C are nothing special, but both of them have a ghostly smell, and they may be onmyojis. .

"I'm here to find fault..." He was thoughtful, and suddenly felt a little pity. If the little priest's arm was still in good condition, maybe he could gain some experience.

Among the five people, the boy standing at the front and the shortest showed impatience in his eyes. He stared at the guitar, inhaled lightly, and shouted: "Hey!"

The guitar sound stopped abruptly, and Sorata was taken aback, only to see several strangers standing in front of him.

Furutegawa Kamimi was slightly startled, looked at the smug little man, got up expressionlessly, and took a step forward.

The short boy looked at the big guy Furutekawa Kamimi, and after a while, he showed disdain.

Walnut and Xiaoniao Youhuawu, who were staying in the activity room, heard Tokyo coming out, and finally followed the little priest.

The three boys among the five were stunned for a moment.

Just like the two girls who have been staring at Furutegawa who haven't spoken since they came here.

The two girls stood beside Furutegawa.

Hu Tao looked back and forth, and finally his eyes rested on the two strange girls, and asked in surprise: "Are you here to find fault?"

Xiaoniaoyouhuawu asked softly, "Why do you say that?"

"We've put up the signs, but these people still came over, aren't they just looking for faults?" Listening to Hu Tao's explanation, Xiao Niao You Hua Wu also understood.

It seems that they really came here to find fault.

"We are the Exorcism Club of Huiyao Academy!" The shortest boy put his hands in his hands and raised his nostrils: "I heard that there is a new Exorcism Club here, and it seems that we are planning to participate in this year's Exorcism Competition, so I just came here specially to discuss with you! But ah..."

He turned around, looked at his companions, and sneered: "There is only one beginner guitarist here? Is it really the Spirit Elimination Society?"

"Who do you say is a guitar beginner?" Motoza Sora widened his eyes, glaring at the short man below the stage.

"Huh?" The short boy looked at Sorata in this field, his face darkened, and he said word by word: "Boy, it's really annoying to stand so high and talk!"

Benchang Sora boldly said: "Huh? People who come here without authorization and say they want to learn from each other don't even understand the etiquette of door-to-door visits. How can they say that others stand tall?"

The short boy clenched his fists, untied the cloth bag in his hands little by little, and smiled angrily: "Very good, you have successfully angered me!"

"The way to get rid of the spirit society?" Sorata stared at the cloth bag he had untied, and when he saw the real hilt, he immediately trembled, and turned his head to look at Furutegawa Shinmi.

Brother Bai Chuan and Xiao Niao You were also looking at him.

Furutegawa Kamimi took a step forward, and looked down at the audience: "I'll give you ten seconds, get out of here."

The short boy breathed a lot more, he pulled out his sword with a clang, and rushed towards Furategawa with a stride: "Look who regrets it!"

"Jiangwu! Don't be impulsive—" The short companion stopped him, but before the words fell, a short blow sounded, and then a black shadow flew out from the heads of everyone in the audience, and landed heavily on the stone slab ten meters away on the ground.

The short boy's body was rolled into a prawn, and blood kept coming out of his mouth.

The four people from Huiyao Academy stared blankly, and instantly became furious, bastard!It's just a sparring session, but it's such a heavy hand!

But before they could turn their heads, a suffocating, scalp-numbing pressure came from the front.

Furutegawa Shinmi stared at them, took the beech wood knife of the little priest in his hand, and said, "Don't say I bully others, I'll give you a chance to beat me up in groups, within ten seconds, if one of you still stands Yes, I lose."

There was a faint luster on the wooden knife, and the four people in the audience were dumbstruck, with a huge sense of fear emerging from the bottom of their hearts.

"I'm sorry, I, we admit defeat!"

……

In the office of the first grade, Mr. Fujiwara sat with a smiling old man. He held a cup of coffee, took a sip, and suddenly sighed: "Mr. Should your own students go to our Exorcism Society later? There is one thing to say first, the children in this year are not very good-tempered, if something happens, please bear the consequences."

The smiling old man laughed: "Fujiwara-san, please don't worry! Several of my students have been practicing martial arts since they were young, so they have a sense of proportion, and there will be no problems!"

Fujiwara-sensei looked at him and shook his head.

About ten seconds later, the mobile phones of the two old men rang at the same time.

The smiling Yagi said "Excuse me", stood up and walked aside with his mobile phone.

Mr. Fujiwara stared at him for a while, then directly connected to the mobile phone, and pressed the speakerphone.

Furutegawa's voice came over: "Teacher, a group of people came to find fault, what do you think we should do?"

Yagi-sensei, who hadn't answered the phone, turned his head slightly when he heard the voice.

Mr. Fujiwara asked calmly, "Haven't you played yet?"

"No, they've already conceded defeat, but the shortest kid has an unclean mouth. I kicked him, and he's lying on the ground vomiting blood now."

Yagi-sensei over there suddenly turned around, staring at the phone with wide eyes, and the smiling face just now was gone.

"Don't worry about it, Mr. Yagi, who led the team, said that you will be responsible for the consequences. Do whatever you want to do. Next time you encounter this kind of thing, you will be smoked! As long as you don't die."

Chapter 88 The first appearance of the Exorcism Society ([-])

In the teaching building, in a classroom of the third grade, a group of people stood in front of the window, each holding a telescope in their hands, looking at the Exorcism Society furtively.

When they saw Furutekawa Shinmi kicking up the short boy who was about to make a move, their eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and their faces were filled with horror.

In the true sense, kicking people flying is not a special effect!

"How much strength is this kick?"

"Anyway, it must be broken"

They muttered in a low voice, and the next second, Furutegawa Shinmi, who they were looking at through the binoculars, suddenly raised his head and looked towards them, with scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was looking at them.

The group squatted down, their backs pressed against the wall, nervous and flustered.

After a while, someone stammered: "What should I do?"

"What are you panicking about! Let's just take a look at it casually, and we didn't mess with him!"

"But Huiyao Academy attracted them because of the news we released, in case he wants to pursue it"

There was silence in the air again, someone hammered down the wall, and made a dull "boom" sound: "Damn it, why is Huiyao's Exorcism Society so useless? It can't even hold a foot."

"Should we hide? That kid is going to be ruthless! If he really finds out, our fate may not be better than that kid Hui Yao."

"Let's go! Go to the teacher's office for a while."

Five or six people didn't dare to stand up straight, just hunched over and slipped out of the classroom door.

"Damn it! That kid made us lose the club and a teacher, and now we have to avoid him for this humiliation, we must repay him!"

Just as the boys in the third grade were sneaking away to the office, on the roof of the teaching building, two middle-aged men squatted with their legs crossed, lying on the guardrail more than one meter high on the other side, separated by The three-meter-high barbed wire fence was also looking at the Exorcism Club with a telescope.

A handsome middle-aged man said in a dignified voice: "Among his peers, probably only those monsters from the ancient Yin-Yang family can overwhelm him. It's better for Xiao Jingmi to give up."

Another rough-looking middle-aged man with a beard frowned and cursed: "The kid who made the shot is too weak! How much can you tell with just one kick?"

"Don't worry, that kid will show off the club today." The middle-aged man who spoke first pointed down: "It will be really nice to be with my kid at that time! No wonder my girl likes that brat so much, she has some strength. "