i made a fortune from cursing

This is the only way up the mountain. It rained a little yesterday, but the mud on the road has not dried up even though it is sunny today.

Shenqi impatiently shook off the mud on the black cloth shoes, not only on the black cloth shoes, but also on his white trouser legs.

The sun came out of the clouds and back again.

Even though the sun was weak and the sun came and went on cloudy days, Shenqi still held his black cloth umbrella.

Yidizhi Jiegao said in his heart: What a strange person.

Two people stood outside the old chapel in the mountains.

One was wearing a camel-colored coat, orange-red plaid trousers, and a peaked cap, with blond hair left outside.

The other is a petite woman in business attire, with blue-green hair that adds color to the gray, foggy weather.

Yidichi Jiegao opened the information booklet: "The task of Shenqi-san and Gomaki-san is to exorcise the curse in this old chapel."

This is Shenqi's first outdoor spell training, together with the second-level magician dog Juanji.

"It's all because Ayatsuji-sensei accepted the commission without permission and gathered all the people here. Now it's all right. The murderer who was exposed by Ayatsuji-sensei himself and caused the accidental death has derived a curse!" Tsujimura Mizuki complained, "It's going to be with the nasty curse again. The magician has dealt with it."

Pedestrian Ayatsuji smoked a cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled sank: "The Supernatural Secret Service follows the rules and is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. I don't like the unmanaged conjuration institutions, and I also have conflicts with conjurers outside the rule of law. Sure enough, supernatural agents Cory is a bunch of nasty guys, including you."

Tsujimura took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down and not quarrel with Ayatsuji pedestrians.Ever since she took over the task of monitoring the "Super Dangerous Supernatural Being" murder detective, Ayatsuji Xingren, she has been ridiculed almost every day by Ayatsuji Xingren's unremarkable words.

The sound of footsteps attracted Tsujimura Mizuki's attention, and she said in a deep voice, "The conjurer is here."

Yidizhijiegao pushed down his glasses and introduced: "Yidizhijiegao is the assistant supervisor of the Conjuration Academy."

He turned sideways so that she could see the people behind him clearly: "These two are the second-level sorcerer Goujuanji and the fourth-level sorcerer Shenqi who are in charge of exorcising the curse."

Tsujimura Fukatsuki nodded coldly: "Supernatural Special Affairs Division, Tsujimura Fukatsuki. All the information has been sent to the High School of Conjuration. It is preliminarily estimated that there are second-level magic spirits in the old chapel, and the second-level magic spirits have also held several children hostage. "

Yidizhi Jiegao: "I already understand the situation."

Tsujimura Fukatsuki: "Okay, the scene will be handed over to the magician. I will leave first and wait for news from the two magicians."

Detective Ayatsuji made the mistake of observing the two conjurers.

The collar is pulled to the head to cover the mouth, the hair is a prickly prickly hair, the eyes are downcast and the hands are in the pockets. It doesn't look easy to provoke, but it should be cold outside and hot inside.

Another umbrella, pale and transparent skin, caused by long-term exposure to sunlight.His eyes kept turning, and he was very curious about his surroundings. The clothes he wore should be traditional costumes from other countries.Looking at her, she should not be a foreigner or a mixed race. Could it be that she just likes wearing this dress?

Tsujimura Shenyue turned her head and found that Ayatsuji pedestrian hadn't followed, she stepped back and dragged away Ayatsuji pedestrian who was in a daze.

Next, we must strictly guard the disobedient Ayatsuji pedestrians who have not been allowed by the Secret Service to accept commissions at will.

After the people left, Yidizhi Jiegao gestured and said: "Born from darkness, it is blacker than black. Dirty and filthy, everything is filthy."

The black "tent" enveloped the chapel, and the situation inside could not be seen from outside the "curtain".

Yidizhi Jiegao instructed: "Not only do we need to get rid of the curse, but we also need to rescue the hostages inside."

Dog Roll nodded: "Salmon."

He dragged Shenqi, who was still looking around, into the chapel.

This chapel should have been abandoned for a long time, and it has become a place where teachers lead students to extracurricular activities.

A student died strangely. Detective Ayatsuji Xingren was commissioned to investigate the death of the student.

Unexpectedly, after finding out the real culprit, the real culprit was hit by the stained glass falling from the roof while escaping and died on the spot.

The death of the real murderer should bring things to an end, but the dead murderer gave birth to a curse.

The shoes made a "squeak" sound when they stepped on the old wooden floor. The chapel was in disrepair for a long time, and the paint on the walls was mottled and falling off, which was very unsophisticated.

The sound of a child sobbing came, Shenqi walked towards the source of the sound, and a boy in a red T-shirt curled up in the corner crying with his back to them.

Beside him is a corpse with glass stuck in it.

Shenqi approached the little boy: "Goujuan, is this the hostage Yidizhi asked us to rescue?"

The cries were intermittent, and the closer they got to the boy, the farther they were.

Goujuan grabbed Shenqi violently and pulled off the collar.

Words wrapped in magic power, false and true, echoed in the chapel.

"Go--go--"

The little boy's body exploded, and an ugly cursed spirit emerged from his neck.

It crawled on the ground, flexible tentacles drilled out of its mouth, and the top of the freely stretchable tentacles opened four petals like a flower, and there were sharp teeth inside the petals that could tear people apart.

"Wuuuu...killed you..."

"Teacher...killed you..."

The curse spirit's voice was distorted, and he could only make out roughly what he said.

After the curse spirit emerged from the boy's body, Shenqi's intermediate identification technique identified the information of the curse spirit.

[Second level spell spirit, edible. ]

After identifying the spell spirit, the blue panel came out for sale in time, and there was a crack in the middle of the panel that had not been fully repaired, which was punched by God's prayer yesterday.

[Recommended recipe "Mosu Mantra Scroll", price 500 yen. 】

The fried mantra rolls are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When you take a bite, the crunchy and slag fall off. The crisp and soft are wonderfully mixed in your mouth. The aroma of sesame seeds constantly hits the taste buds.

In order to sell recipes, the panel has gone too far and started broadcasting pictures of eating this crispy magic scroll.

Shenqi swallowed, and was about to lose his sanity.

The ugly mantra is now a delicious food in his eyes.

The tip of the closed umbrella quickly fired bullets, and the worn-out floor was pierced by bullets.

The curse spirit moved quickly, and there were very few bullets on its body.

Shenqi put the umbrella behind his back, rushed over and punched the curse spirit.

He smashed a big hole in the ground, and the whole chapel shook unsteadily, a large piece of stained glass above the head fell, and different colors were scattered on the ground.

Yidizhi Jiegao, who was waiting outside the chapel, felt uneasy. The movement to deal with a second-level curse spirit was too big. If this continues, the chapel might not be able to hold on and might collapse.

God prayed for an umbrella, and the falling glass bounced off the umbrella surface.Shenqi leaped into the air, splitting his long legs from top to bottom, the wooden boards on the ground were shattered, and the curse spirit embedded in the soil struggled a few times, but became silent.

Originally, the floor was just worn out, but now there are several half-meter-deep pits.

Goujuan squatted down and touched the blood stain on the broken part of the wood with his fingers.When Shenqi hit the floor with his fist, he was cut by a broken piece of wood.

"Big mustard?" Goujuan asked worriedly.

God prayed: "I'm going to save up money to buy a universal translator, otherwise I can't understand what Goujuan says."

Unable to understand the words, Gou Juan expressed his concern directly with actions.

The dog roll grabbed his wrist and forced him to raise his hand.

What greeted his eyes was pale skin, bloodless and cold.

There was blood on the back of the hand, but no wound.

Goujuan poked the back of his hand with his finger, then pointed at the blood-stained wooden board, Shenqi understood what he meant.

Shen Qi, who didn't get in touch with people often, shrank back, withdrew his hand, and explained: "The night rabbits have a very fast recovery ability, and small wounds heal within a few seconds."

Goujuan inspected his hand with curious eyes, Shenqi felt very subtle, took out the curse spirit in the pit and diverted it to the target and said: "I'm hungry, do you have five hundred yen, I want to eat the crispy curse spirit roll."

After scanning the QR code to pay, the panel instilled in Shenqi's mind the practice of "Ma Su Mantra Scroll".

Shenqi skillfully started to deal with the curse spirit, and sliced ​​the curse spirit into even thin slices with the knife in his hand.

Gou Juan was squatting beside him, vigilant around him, preventing any other curse spirits from escaping.

"Muyuhua." Goujuan did not forget that their mission was to rescue the child, and wanted to prevent Shenqi from continuing to cook the magic spirit.

Shenqi didn't understand what he meant, and the action of dealing with the curse spirit became faster and faster.Shenqi rolled the mantra sheet into a roll and threw it into the oil pan. He closed the lid and opened it a few seconds later. The mantra roll had turned into a golden and crisp mantra roll.

Gou Juan blinked in disbelief, just put the spell tablet into the pot and it became food directly?When were these sesame seeds sprinkled?

It seems that it is right to solemnly tell Shenqi not to reveal his abilities. The less people with such heaven-defying abilities know about him, the safer he will be.

The scent of the Mantra Spirit Roll spread over the face, Shenqi couldn't wait to eat one.

Goujuan wanted to taste it but God prayed to stop him: "I can't eat it, I'll hiccup for an hour after eating it."

[Ma Su Mantra Scroll.

Level: Elementary.

Effect: Eater gets debuff and hiccups continuously for one hour (not effective for cooker). ]

Goujuan looked regretful, and turned his head away from looking at the tempting mantra scroll.

The crisp sound of Shenqi biting the curse scroll reached Goujuan's ears from time to time, not only his ears were suffering, but his nose was also suffering from the fragrance.

Yidizhi Jiegao, who was worried about them, didn't know that Shenqi still made a small fuss in the interval between expelling the cursed spirit.

Outside the "account".

Xia Youjie stood in front of the "tent", and said distressedly: "The people with high conjuration skills came first."

"It's better to kill them."

Nanako and Mimiko who were following him directly destroyed the "tent" from the outside without hesitation.

Yiji Jiegao, who realized that the "tent" was considered destroyed, looked out of the "tent" vigilantly.

The man in cassock smiled all over his face, but he unconsciously stepped back a few steps away from him: "Xia Youjie, what are you doing here?"

Xia Youjie waved his hand and said, "Relax, I'm here to subdue the curse spirit inside, if you don't want to die, leave quickly."

Yidizhi Jiegao glanced at the chapel without hesitation and quickly evacuated. After leaving Xia Youjie's sight, he calmly called Gojo Satoru. After a while of busy tone, the call was connected.

Gojo Goto's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone: "Yi Dizhi has nothing important to ask me, but I'm going to beat you up."

"Mr. Wujo, Xia Youjie is now in the old chapel in the mountains."

Gojo Satoru sat up abruptly, and immediately set off for the old chapel without even putting on his coat.

Inside the old chapel.

Goujuan put God praying behind him and used the spirit of speech: "Get away - go away!"

Xia Youjie took half a step back, blood oozing from the corner of the dog's lips.

"Student of the high school of conjuration?" Xia You's eyes darkened, "I'm so touched, a moving conjurer who sacrificed himself to protect ordinary people."

Shenqi pushed the dog scroll away and smiled: "Give me back my curse scroll."

Xia Youjie threw a curse spirit roll into his mouth with some disgust, and it tasted pretty good.

"Uh," Xia Youjie hiccupped, before he realized the seriousness of the problem, he mocked, "Sure enough, he's a stupid monkey who never forgets to enjoy himself until he dies."

The corners of Shenqi's eyes were red, and the smile on his face deepened.

"I'm going to kill you."