Goujuan always refuses to confess

"Theoretically, this mission should wait for Yi Gu to come back before bringing you here... But he is caught up in foreign affairs, so it's no problem for the three of you to come!"

The person who looked like the teacher at the head had a brisk tone, and walked over one by one and patted the shoulders of his three students.

"I believe that you can definitely get rid of the group of curses here! The level of curses in this village is not high, but there are a lot of them." The teacher, whose eyes were covered with white bandages, talked about the arrangement incoherently. Give him the task of the students, "I heard that the village is a bit xenophobic, but it doesn't matter. Suicides are happening frequently now, and no one will care about you. Let's save as many people as possible."

"kelp--"

"Wait, Teacher Wutiao, it's just that the low-level mantra group needs the three of us?"

"Ah, I can't hear it anymore."

The words of the three students were separated by tents, and a tent that could wrap a village—to be precise, a town at the foot of the mountain was enough to show the strength of this teacher.

"But what Teacher Wutiao just meant...was supposed to bring Yigu? The Yigu is a special grade..."

"Salmon."

"Forget it! Let Wutiao teacher take us to eat local specialties as soon as possible!"

The only girl among the three drew out her knife and took the lead at the front of the line.

... run... have to run faster!

The student spell master with light flaxen spiky hair ran very fast. He and his companions were separated by the attack of the wraith spirits. There were no spell spirits, but the low-level spell groups here were very difficult to deal with.

He was chased all the way up the mountain path.

The cursed Ling Ling spit out every sentence, even if he drank several bottles of throat medicine, it was useless. The number of curse groups has decreased by a bit, but the total volume is still very large.

——We need to meet up with Maki and the others...?

The boy stopped suddenly, and he found that the curse group chasing him had disappeared.

It's the kind of sudden disappearance, as if someone used abilities to directly erase them from reality.

"Golden choke fish... Tanpan sauce?" The hoarse voice muttered an unknown rice ball filling, and now he found himself in a strange place.

The stone steps go up all the way, and the vermilion torii gates are rusted in the woods on both sides. Looking up from his position, you can still see the shadow of a small half of the shrine.

There is a shrine on this mountain, which is what Wujo teacher told me before.

The ancient customs are still maintained in the isolated and backward small village, and they also have the habit of placing their beliefs, and the objects of their beliefs are unknown-this is all the information.

The boy with light flaxen hair went up a level hesitantly.

It was too quiet around here.

There were no insects or birds, and it was so quiet that only the breathing and talking of Gou Juici was heard. He repeated the rice ball stuffing several times before closing his mouth.

He decided to go to the shrine to have a look.

Mr. Wujo also said that the shrine is a place that needs to be investigated.

Theoretically, such places blessed by gods should not have large-scale curses. Whether the shrine has declined or someone has offended the gods, there must be a conclusion.

The spellcaster who climbed up the stairs came to the highest point.

The ground in front of the shrine was clean and tidy without even a single fallen leaf, and the broom for cleaning was randomly placed on the ema wall beside it.

Here... it doesn't look like a dilapidated place.

Gou Juanji blinked, and he carefully moved to the edge of the painted horse wall, on which were hung the expectations of the villagers for life, and from the date of signing, it seemed that it was nearly a month or two.

"Kelp...!" Hearing something suddenly, Goujuan turned around vigilantly, shrank most of his body behind the painted horse wall, and only poked out his head.

He saw a silver-haired...boy in hunting clothes?Anyway, he watched a child about his age dragging some heavy object through the long corridor.

The dog curly spine can't see what it is, the corridor is too dark and there is backlight, from his angle and distance, he can only see that it is a long strip of objects.

The boy in hunting clothes walked to the door of the side hall, opened the doorknob and threw the things in. When he turned back, he looked like a prophet and looked at the location where Goujuan was.

"Ah, is there a visitor?" The silver-haired boy took a step towards the sun, and Goujuan only realized that the boy was not wearing shoes, and was just stepping on the cold stone road with bare feet.

Not only was he barefoot, but the young man was only wearing a thin unlined garment. The safari was loosely draped over his shoulders as a coat, and the belt around his waist was tied with a bow in a fancy way.

Gou Juan saw the young man with a pair of golden peach blossom eyes bent, he was obviously smiling, and his smile was very beautiful, and when he was illuminated by the sun, he was so holy that he looked like a god.

But Goujuan couldn't help shivering, and subconsciously wanted to get out of the boy's sight.

"Huh? What's your name? Don't hide there, no one has come to my shrine for a long time."

——Because everyone in the village below is going to commit suicide...and who is he?Is it the priest here?How does he know I'm here?

"Oh, all the people in the village committed suicide? It's too pitiful, obviously they all have expectations for the future. But, I'm not a priest."

In the blink of an eye, the silver-haired boy approached Gouju, stroking the ema beside him with his hand, and turned sideways to look at Gouju who was still hiding.

"How do I know you're here? Because I heard it." The young man smiled and approached, "The voice in your heart is too loud."

The boy lowered his head and bent over, just as he was about to touch the dog, the dog rolled.

The spellcaster quickly pulled down the collar that covered his mouth, revealing the snake's eyes on both sides of his mouth: 【Stop. 】

The silver-haired boy paused, and the dog curly spine seized this opportunity to re-open the distance.

After standing far away, he couldn't help coughing twice, feeling a bloody smell in his throat.

"Your words..." The boy puffed up his mouth childishly and looked at his hands, then at Goujuan, "It seems to have special abilities?"

Gou Juan didn't know why he was hiding, the boy in front of him was undoubtedly a human being.

But he subconsciously told himself that it was best not to be touched by the teenager.

That's right... this is the silver-haired boy who is the only sane person in this village.

The dog rolled his eyes back and forth, trying to find an opportunity to slip away, and wait until he reunited with his companions——

"You want the people in the village below to return to normal? Yes." The silver-haired boy with half-closed golden eyes interrupted Goujuan's thoughts, "In exchange, can you say a word to me?"

"You tell me, you can't hear me."

Then, the curser with light flaxen hair couldn't control his actions at all. He used his ability and said to the boy:

——【You can't hear me. 】

"That's it - that's about it - and then Chiu vomited blood in front of me and fell down, and I got a few minutes of cleansing. I saw that Chiu was injured, so I carried him back to the shrine. Who knew that Gojo-sensei killed him coming."

"that……"

"Ah, really, I didn't intend to do anything to Tsubaki at first. Gojo-sensei's serious face at that time scared me to death. Didn't I treat Tsubaki properly afterwards? I also apologized to Maki and the others!"

"That... Senior Shizhi..."

"But Ji's ability is really good, and the few minutes of cleanliness are really comfortable! But he seems to have been struggling to use his ability to me, um... Sure enough, I have to find a way. Ji has been on a mission for the past two days I'm so lonely when I'm not at school—"

"That Shizhikong-senpai!!!" The pink-haired boy raised his voice suddenly, and he quickly shrank his neck when he realized that he had shouted, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to yell at the senior..."

The silver-haired senior closed his eyes with a smile, and waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

Knotabagi Yuhito: "Well, I came to ask you, senior, because Fu Hei said that you had a similar experience to me, so what he said is...?"

Shi Zhikong: "Oh, this one."

The silver-haired boy rubbed his chin, clasped his hands together, and said in brisk words: "After all, the lives of people in that village can be counted on me."

"So, I was also ordered to execute secretly from the beginning~"