Spell Corrosion

Come on!

Zhong Yuan's pupils shrank, and a cold feeling rushed up his back, and he was shocked by the strange ability almost instantly.

"Boom!" was followed by the sound of falling gravel, and Zhongyuan Zhong was also shocked, only then did he realize what he had done.

So... what the hell did Wujo Satoru send him to!

No, the word is poisonous, and he will never say the word hell again.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked silently at the wall smashed by his punch, the eye had disappeared, leaving only a small splash of blood.

He has no induction, so he is definitely not a curse spirit.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed the blood on the wall with his fingertips, and sniffed it with the discomfort.

This blood... seems to have a paint smell?

So everything looks scattered, but actually all point to the same thing?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of the knife marks on the gate of the gymnasium and the faint smell of paint on it.

"Knock down."

There was a sudden knock on the door, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was startled just now, immediately looked at the door.

"Chuya, are you okay? I heard a lot of noise."

Mariko's voice seemed unreal through the door.

Maybe he should try talking to Mariko again?

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed the blood on his fingertips, and took out a wet towel to wipe off the dark red spot.

Without bothering to cover up the scrapped walls, Nakahara Nakata walked directly over and opened the door.

"Mariko, I think..." Nakahara Chuya's words stopped abruptly after seeing Mariko's face clearly.

"What's the matter, Chuya?" Mariko tilted her head with a puzzled expression, and a piece of blue appeared on the girl's right eye socket, at least when Chuya turned the window and saw her in her room before that. black.

It looked like someone had just been punched.

Nakahara stared at Mariko's eyes, "What happened to your eyes?"

"Eyes?" Mariko rubbed her black eye sockets with her fingertips, "Is this? Didn't I say that the bathroom in my bedroom is broken? Because of the water leak in it, I accidentally slipped and knocked on the toilet just now." The girl pouted Mouth, complained in a low voice about the water pipe that was either broken or on the broken road, "But it hurts me to death. By the way, Chuya, are you okay? I heard a loud noise."

Zhongyuan Zhong also saw the sincere concern on the girl's face, and felt his scalp go numb for a while.

Mariko walked too fast last time, and he didn't see clearly when he looked in the window against the light, but now that the distance between the two is less than half an arm, Nakahara also discovered something that he had ignored before. .

In the afternoon, Mariko tore her lip on the way to bring herself to the dormitory, but now Mariko's lower lip standing in front of him is intact.

"Chung Ye?"

Seeing that Nakahara was just silent, Mariko waved her hand in front of him suspiciously.

"There is something in my wall. What you heard just now was the sound of me smashing through the wall." Nakahara Naka also paid attention to the expression on Mariko's face, but the other party's reaction was very ordinary.

"Chuya, what are you talking about? How can a girl like you be able to smash through walls with one punch? Although Chuya does have a samurai temperament, but you are a lot thinner than me. And... Mariko looked over Nakahara Chuya's shoulder, "Isn't your wall in good condition? Did you accidentally fall out of bed while sleeping and hit your head?"

Are my walls okay?Which eye is better for you to see it... Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of something, and turned his head suddenly.

"Look, Chuya, you must be sleepy."

The wall against which the desk was backed was intact at this time, without any trace of damage, and everything seemed as if the strange situation just now hadn't happened.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Is there something wrong with me or is there something wrong with the damn school?

After sending Mariko away, Zhongya Nakahara ran to look at the electrical socket under the desk again. This time he did not feel like being spied on, but he still found a roll of tape and sealed all three electrical sockets on the wall .

What can prove that everything just now is not an illusion, only the wet wipes that he has not thrown away on the table-there are still blood stains on it that he wiped from his fingertips.

This night was really more exciting than when he was in Hong Kong. Hei. In the past, although blood was licked with the tip of a knife, at least the enemy was right in front of him, instead of being confused like now.

The richness and variety of the night caused Zhongyuan Zhongya to fall asleep in a daze until after two o'clock in the morning. Even when he fell asleep, the ghost stories that could be called urban legends circulated in his mind over and over again.

In the morning, Nakahara was also awakened by the nightmare of Gojo Wupai Sadako.

Sunlight came in through the gaps in the blackout curtains, and the tiny floating dust in the room was clearly visible under the sunlight. Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the floating dust with a mess of hair on his head, and then he got up to wash and change. clothing.

There is still a spare school uniform. I stuffed yesterday's one into a vacuum bag and hid it in the interlayer of the suitcase. Before going out, Zhongyuan Zhong also checked the sockets on the wall, doors and windows, and left the room with the textbook after confirming that there was no problem.

On the way to the classroom, Zhong Zhong also stopped by the cafeteria for breakfast. There were not many people at this point. He looked around and didn't see the girl he met in the gymnasium yesterday.

It seems that we still have to build a good relationship with those little girls between classes, at least find an opportunity to chat with the female classmate who saw Ryoko Tanaka last.

what do you say that is?

If I remember correctly, it should be Huashanyuan Mirror?

Class A of the third year in the middle school is on the third floor of the teaching building, and it is the first classroom on the right after coming up the stairs.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head to confirm that the house number was correct, and then opened the sliding door of the class. This action was like pressing the mute key, and the conversation that could be heard outside the door just now fell silent.

"Miss of the Gojo family?"

A domineering girl with long black hair looked at Nakahara Chuya who was standing at the door holding a textbook, and secretly compared her with herself.

Not ladylike enough, temperament too sharp, the action of opening the door can be called rough, flat chest, waist...forget it, legs...forget it, skip it, face...

Yesterday, I wanted to see who the head of the Wutiao family was looking for and who the eldest lady was who entered the fortress. As a result, after seeing Hou Zecheng Xuenai today, she could only draw one conclusion.

The Patriarch of the Wutiao family may not have taken a fancy to her face.

And Zhong Yuanzhong didn't care about the girl's provocative question at all, his eyes stayed on another girl sitting by the window in the classroom.

The long chestnut hair was well-groomed, the amber cat's eyes looked clear and clean under the sun, the blue and purple handprints on the calf had disappeared, and there were no large mottled bloodstains on his body.

It was the girl he met at the gym last night.

"...you ignore me?"

Chuya Nakahara passed by Yukina Sawajo, the latter's domineering expression froze for a moment, then he turned around angrily, but he couldn't say anything more excessive because of his tutor.

"We met again." Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the textbook that the girl placed on the desk. The girl's name was written on it, "Huashanyuanjing."