Goujuan always refuses to confess

Not only was the word "Bliss" written on the incomplete plaque, but the dog rolled his hand and let the dusty cloth on the palm slide to the ground, and the same words in different fonts seemed to be written on it.

"...?" Goujuan looked at the text and then at the shrine outside, but didn't think there was any connection with the word bliss.

Perhaps it was because the doubt in his heart was too loud, and Shi Zhi, who was rummaging around for something, heard it. He stopped his hands and leaned over to the side where Gou Juan was.

So he also saw those few things on the ground.

"Well, these..." The plaque and the ten silk fabrics were not of any interest, he just picked up the two heavy iron fans, brushed off the gray and black on the top to reveal the bright golden body underneath, "it seems to be a relic from the previous dynasty '."

Gouju was at a loss for these four words that were obviously not pronounced in Japanese.

Shizhi opened the golden iron fan with a swish, dust covered his face, and he tried to wave it, which made the already bad air quality in the warehouse even more worrying.

"Cough." Even Goujuan who covered his mouth and nose coughed twice, let alone Shizhi who didn't take protective measures. His face wrinkled and he choked twice.

The golden fan engraved with the dark pattern of lotus was closed again, and the ten fans held the closed fan in their hands.

"This is... something left over from the predecessor of this shrine. People of the older generation said it was a ninja or something... a one-to-one replica? The original one seems to be lost. This is an ordinary, slightly heavier iron fan. "

"What was it called before... It took the word bliss, and it didn't follow the path of a shrine. Later, some changes happened, and after some twists and turns, it was changed to the current place."

In fact, I still remember those previous histories. When I was young, I heard the old people say it over and over again, talking about their past beliefs, talking about the... "people" they believed in since the Edo period.

It's a pity that in the Taizheng period, everything was overturned, the belief was lost, and the dragons had no leader.

But the high-level believers still have such clues. They know that the faith they have served for a hundred years is dead, so they dragged their remaining foundations and changed their hiding places, dormant and changed their appearance.

It was almost such a story, and Shizhi felt that he would have to move a stool and chat with Goujuan for a long time to explain it clearly, so it might as well be a bedtime story in the future.

"If Ji is interested in you." Shizhi said with a smile.

But that's all for later, their top priority now is to turn over the entire warehouse.

After seeing the golden iron fan, Shizhi seemed to be aroused a little memory, and said thoughtfully that there might be some valuables hidden in the warehouse of the shrine.

Gou Juan was still reminiscing about the few words Shi Zhi said, when he heard this sentence suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Salmon?"

"It's true. No matter how you say it, it was passed down from the time of Edo, and the foundation of wealth is there." Shizhi nodded, "In the past, there were always some powerful people who wanted to find a spiritual sustenance."

Gou Juan stared straight at the messy accumulation, but didn't see any sign of wealth.

——Looking for spiritual sustenance and finding a cult?

"Ji said that, I'm going to be sad." The silver-haired boy raised his brows lightly, but he didn't deny it, "Although it seems to be true."

Moving away a few rotten wooden boards that blocked the view, Shizhi used an iron fan to pick apart several boxes stacked together, and the creaking sound indicated the age of these items.

I really don't care much about keeping it. If the wind blows again, it might break a corner.

"Those human beings... they are really persistent." Flipping through the pages, Shizhi kept talking, but the topic jumped from time to time, "Who put this Prajna mask in, turn around and throw it away... I have worked hard to find it again. Faith...Why are there still 'stones'? Thorn, put it aside for me, and take it out later...Building faith is not enough, and I want to create a god myself."

The voice stopped abruptly here, and the rest of the story was his own.

Shizhi turned over a small box covered with charms in the debris pile. I don't know why this thing didn't decay, maybe it was because of the spell power on the box.

The golden eyes shone slightly, and Shizhi reached out to reach for the box.

The moment his fingertips touched the edge of the box, a thunderous bang exploded outside the warehouse.

Goujuan's reaction was faster than Shizhi's. He stood at the door without carrying any heavy objects in his hand, and rushed out after hearing the sound.

Then he saw the tent covering the sky, exactly the same as what he saw in the exchange meeting.

The communication tool in Goujuan's hand kept popping up messages from another group of classmates. When he pressed the green call button, Zenyuan Maki's voice jumped out immediately.

"Ji! How's the situation on your side? Mr. Yidizhi walked with us and didn't activate the account, ah...Pang Da, please push me to finish this sentence with Ji." The girl on the other end of the phone seemed to be in some trouble , swearing in a low voice before continuing, "A curse spirit has appeared, but the level is not very high. After we finish solving it, I will talk to you—"

The beeping busy tone instantly replaced the unfinished words of Chanyuan Maki. Goujuan didn't have time to think about what happened to his classmates, and there were a few... curse spirits in front of him?

A few alien creatures stood on the grounds of the empty shrine, and the twisted and ugly appearance made the dog frown.

He looked back, and there were two girls who were about his age and dressed in different styles of school uniforms standing there.

"Eh? Is it here? What we are looking for is here?"

"It should be, then...that adult said it."

The black-haired girl paused on a certain word, but managed to get it out of her mouth smoothly.

"The annoying guy is here too." The light-haired girl raised her phone, "Just kill it, and then go in and get something?"

"Well, just get rid of it." The black-haired girl raised the creepy doll in her hand.

Dog roll: ...

The two of them didn't pay attention to the spellcaster at all, which made Gou Juan a little speechless. No matter what he said, he was a quasi-first-level spellcaster. It's on stage.

Goujuan thought so, Shizhikong, whose name he called in his heart, walked out of the warehouse in five seconds.

He was holding the small box covered with spells in one hand, and the golden iron fan that had been wiped clean in the other.

Shizhi's gaze didn't stop at the two girls on the opposite side. He swept across the curse spirit and the tent that fell from the sky, and finally returned his gaze to Goujuan.

"Enemy attack?" Shizhi asked.

"Salmon." Goujuan replied.

He tossed the small box in his hand up and down, and noticed that the eyes of the two girls on the opposite side were flying up and down with his movements, Shi Zhi narrowed his eyes.

He directly raised the thing in his hand towards the opposite side, "Do you want this?"

In response to this, the two girls attacked him mercilessly.

Shizhi felt that the curse master and the curse spirit probably had brain problems, so they sent these two little girls to grab things.

It doesn't mean to look down on the other party, it's really...the disparity in strength.

Shizhi didn't condense the extra mana power into a bow and arrow to shoot like usual. He had a fan that could be used as a weapon in his hand, so he simply poured mana power into it.

The ordinary iron fan instantly glowed with brilliance, and the gold-plated lotus flower floated between the fan surfaces, as if it would be born out of the next second and turn into a real thing.

The metal edge exudes a cold light against the sunlight, and everyone knows that being cut by such a weapon will produce a tragic wound with visible bones.

Neither Mimiko nor Nanako wanted to fight Toko. Instead of facing the silver-haired boy who smiled like a peach blossom, they might as well compete with the spellcaster who brought enough throat medicine.

"[Let's fall]."

The spellcaster recited the mantra.

The weight of a thousand catties rested on the shoulders of the two girls. Shizhi didn't know how to write the word Lianxiangxiyu, but Goujuan recognized the identity of the two cursers and acted decisively.

The two who were forced to crawl on the ground escaped the attack of ten iron fans, but the few curse spirits behind them were not so lucky.

The body and limbs were directly separated, and the smooth cuts were exposed to the air.

"[Explode]."

Goujuan added a spell in time, and the body of the curse spirit who had lost the ability to move shrank and was swallowed by several small mushroom clouds.

"Tsk." Regretfully turning the fan in his hand, the unclosed fan was covered with the blood of the curse spirit, and the dark liquid was gradually dissipating, "Are all the curses that came here small?"

Shizhikong thinks there is a fraud.

It doesn't make sense that the curse spirit side would send such a weak curse to harass...!

His thoughts came true immediately.

Turning around reflexively, the closed iron fan and the unknown metal sparked little by little. With the strength of the opponent, the right arm of the comer was lifted away, and the ten left hands conjured up a magic dagger to stab forward.

The assailant still dodged, he didn't want to fight too much, and simply opened the distance after the sneak attack failed.

"Oh oh oh, two against one?"

The curse spirit who sewed up the face changed his right arm from a knife back to a human arm, and after escaping from the range of the dog roll's spell, he raised his arms innocently.

"I'm not here to fight." The super curse spirit said nonsense that no one believed, "I'm here to pick up the two little girls, they can't die here, and - what I said before is lying to you!"

The feet turned into animal feet more suitable for jumping, and the arms were infinitely elongated to form a whip and sickle structure. This super magic spirit named Daoist rushed forward with a wanton smile.

"spine!"

"【Pause】!"

Another brief encounter.

One person and one spell spirit separated quickly, and the fan weapons in the ten hands could not withstand the huge spell power and collapsed after this fight.

Also, weapons of ordinary materials are not specially made spells.

Shizhi returned to Goujuan's side and stood still, he looked in surprise at the two wounded and unconscious girls still lying in the deep pit on the ground.

On the contrary, his left hand, which was holding the box, was empty.

Shizhi: "Aren't you trying to save people?"

Real person: "I told you I lied to you, but the priority of saving them is not as high as this."

Shizhi didn't answer.

He was deceived by the inner voice of the special curse spirit in front of him just now.

It's simply that what he thinks in his heart is different from what he wants to do. He thinks that the other party wants to save someone, but in fact the other party's goal is to grab the small box.

The smiling mana spirit held up the small box in his hand, observed it a few times, and hid the box in his body triumphantly.

In the literal sense of "in the body", when the hand was put into the stomach, there was nothing in the hand when it was taken out again, and the abdomen was flat.

Shizhi glanced at the super curse spirit with a disgusting smile for several times before asking, "What's in the box?"

The real person's smile faltered, and his complacent expression was no longer so dazzling, "You don't know what's in it?"

"Should I know?" Shi Zhi asked back, his golden eyes were extremely clear, "I haven't even removed the seal, so I don't know what year it is."

The real person thinks about it too, if the Jugao side wants to know what is hidden here, it is impossible to send only a few students over.

Even if there is a ticking time bomb among the students.

——There are no five enlightenments.

Thinking of this, the smile on the real person's face became brighter and brighter.

The super magic spirit of the opposing camp still didn't leave in a hurry, he slowly pulled the two human girls out of the pit, and said something else in his mouth.

"You haven't given me an answer in the past few private meetings, so this time I will ask again in front of other people."

"Tuzhikong, do you want to join us?"

Shizhi didn't respond yet, but Goujuan's pupils shrank when he heard it.

"Obviously in accordance with—eh, is he talking about Article 9 of the spell rules? You should be punished."

"Let me think about what that guy said, a character like yours shouldn't be buried in this school."

"When you curse to kill people... it's fun, right?"

The smile on the face of the super magic spirit with stitch marks turned from bright to distorted.

"He's inviting you, so what's your answer?"