[Curse back to battle] Wujo Wu he Jinwu Zangjiao

, "Gojo Satoru escaped a syllable from his throat, looked away, then turned his head and smiled at her, and said bluntly, "It's super pleasantly surprised.Xiao Zheyu was willing to tell me about his other ability. "

The scenery in front of him was really nothing to Gojo Satoru, but the moment she heard her say "I've been thinking", these unknown flowers that occupied most of my field of vision suddenly became pleasing to the eye.Looking at the deepening smile on He Ruo Zhe Yu's face, he remembered what was still wrapped around his fingertips, and then asked: "Is this your secret, Xiao Zhe Yu?"

I really didn't think of it.

"Don't say it and let me guess~" Gojo Satoru stretched out his finger to stop Tsururuo Zorui who wanted to explain, "This, isn't the same thing as the power in your body? It can make people pass through in an instant. Space...you came here first, and then pulled me here."

He recalled the flash of brilliance just now, and guessed with great interest: "The thing you wrapped around me just now is the medium of this ability?"

"As expected of Wu Tiao, there is nothing wrong with that." He Ruo Zhe Yu nodded, "Why did I come to Wutiao's house, Wu Tiao, do you remember?"

for what?Isn't it because of the curse on her body——

Gojo Gojo paused, looked into her purple eyes, and asked, "What's the name of the special one that cursed you?"

He Ruo folded his feathers and bent his eyes.

"It's a super imaginary magic spirit——"Chelson Ghost Shadow". "

Quesen Ghost Shadow, a folktale that is not as well-known as various ghost stories, but has a considerable base of people who know it.

At the end of June of a certain year in Meiji, a man named Shenzhong suddenly visited Sendai and found a friend of his.He wanted to ask his friend to do him a small favor, to wait for him by the stone lantern in Chessen at twelve o'clock tomorrow night.

Although my friends were puzzled, they came as promised out of trust in the character of the gods. There were only frogs singing and the moon was completely covered by black clouds. Only the stone lantern beside me was shining faintly. The pool is full of fallen leaves.

After waiting for a long time, Shenzhong did not come, which made friends in this environment feel a little uneasy.After he finally couldn't help shouting, the figure of the shrine not far away flashed past, and the white-clothed Shenzhong finally came.God made a strange request: wrap the white silk thread in his hand around his left index finger three times.

The friend was puzzled and followed suit, but God didn't explain anything, so he thanked him and left.

Early the next morning, people whispered that a body had been found in the forest.The friend rushed over anxiously, took a closer look, and confirmed that it was not Shenzhong. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but in the blink of an eye, he saw the silk thread that he tied for Shenzhong last night on the left index finger of the corpse...

I do not know when, this folk tale has already planted the impression that it will lead to death in people's hearts, the weak fears accumulate together, and continue to expand little by little, until it breaks through the imaginary cage, and it really turns into a person who will give people death. something people fear.

It lingered in the forest, guiding humans to come, and then died without any scars—only there were no scars on the body surface.

The story itself is not well-known, but this curse spirit is unexpectedly a special grade, extremely aggressive.It was not satisfied with just attacking the humans who entered by mistake, but chose to attack on its own initiative, sweeping all the humans within an unknown radius.

Even the two curse masters were no exception.

Originally, this curse spirit should have been exterminated by a group of conjurers from the Gojo family, but now Gojo Satoru began to doubt the real situation at that time.

"This ability of yours...is it a cheesen ghost?" he asked.

"It seems to be called "Squirrel", although I don't know why it is imprinted in my mind, this name. He Ruo Zheyu replied, recalling the situation at that time, and lowered his eyes, "Its magic power is really amazing. In this way, I really want to thank all the conjurers for coming in time. "

Gojo Satoru immediately understood what she meant, and the speculation in his mind was immediately clear.

Sure enough, she must have absorbed a lot of its spell power before the Kissen Ghost Shadow attacked her.

It's just that the curse power of the special curse spirit was not something she could fully bear now, so she was cursed by the curse spirit in a rebellious manner, and she almost couldn't hold it for a while.And the conjurer of the Wutiao family who happened to arrive at that time solved the rest.

Some kind of overloaded situation, did she accidentally make her have the ability similar to that of Quesen Ghost?

"The silk thread in the story is actually the same as this one, it was made from the same talisman paper." Heruo Zheyu pointed to Gojo Wu's hand, "The one in Wujo Wu's hand is red, um...for example, that person Yes, it’s black. What’s the name of that one, that uncle.”

Old unlucky Gojo Hisashi.

"The red one can bring Satoru with me like today. As for the black one," she said, taking out a ball of black silk thread from her pocket. A little shorter, "It can bring fatal bad luck to the other party."

At the end, her tone was a little more excited than before.

Although the effect will increase or decrease due to the strength of the opponent, it is also very interesting to look forward to the occurrence of things that even she does not know how to develop.

This was the reason why she sneaked out of Gojo's house at that time - Gojo Hisashi's death was indeed not caused by her own hands, but she also wanted to see with her own eyes whether this new ability was really as interesting as the impression in her mind.

It turns out that it works well.

Gojo Satoru looked at her, and when he mentioned that person who could hardly remember who it was, it reminded him of one thing.

When he thought about it, he asked, Gojo Satoru leaned forward suddenly, squinted his eyes at Heruo Zheyu, and waved the red color in his hand in front of her: "You ran out at that time, so you didn't mean to use it on anyone. This one?"

"Huh?" Who is that?That uncle?Heruo Zheyu blinked, "No, this is the first time I've used red on people."

Oh, that is, it was only used on him.

Gojo Satoru is relieved.

If it wasn't the only one that was used as a surprise for him, he could act unhappy to her on the spot.

"Well, as far as the other party is concerned, as long as you put it on your body, it will take effect. You don't need to wrap it three times." She added, "It's actually me who needs to wrap it around my fingers."

He Ruo Zheyu paused for a moment, and kept watching the shattered light in his purple eyes, "But I want to try wrapping it around Wu's hand."

Another small petal slid across his cheek, unable to touch him, but somehow felt itchy.

White teeth, this guy.

Gojo Satoru silently laughed.

He looked left and right, casually grabbed a flower from his side, pinched it in his hand and looked at it for two seconds, then suddenly raised his hand and pinned it to Heruo Zheyu's temple.

It happened to be a small white flower, which contrasted sharply with her jet-black hair.

Seeing Crane Ruo Zheyu stunned, Gojo Satoru laughed mercilessly.

A little stupid.

Thinking so, he let it stay there, and then asked: "Since you can teleport or something, why don't you go to a place farther away? For example, Hokkaido... No, Hokkaido is too cold. If you change it, Okinawa won't be too cold." Very good."

Move in an instant...

Wujo Wu lowered his eyes, feeling the magic power flowing from the palm of his hand.

He suddenly had an idea.

"I can't go to places that are too far away." He Ruo Zhe Yu shook his head, "Well, it may be used more often, you can try it later."

Hokkaido and Okinawa, cities that she has only seen in books, she knows, are so far away.

And the premise is to be able to let the media go, it's too difficult.

"Then if I shout at it, will Xiao Zheyu come to me in an instant?" He asked again.

He Ruo Zheyu shook his head again, "There is no such thing, and unfortunately, it can't support two or three teleportations."

"Hey——" Wujo Wu's voice was obviously disappointed, "That's not very good, with your ability."

He Ruo Zheyu was not unhappy when he heard the words, "I seldom use this, and it's a new one."

He shrugged.

"I said, Xiao Zhe ~ Yu." Gojo Satoru suddenly pinched He Ruo Zhe Yu's sleeve, pulled her and sat casually among the flowers, "We don't want to stay here forever, do we?"

He looked at her with blue eyes, "I still want dessert." Nothing else mattered.

Heruo Zheyu's mind inexplicably recalled the sentence he said to her in the school building a few days ago, "Don't you have other means?" When he met his eyes, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled .

A small voice said yes, and the girl moved her fingertips slightly, taking advantage of the fact that the ball of red thread hadn't disappeared quietly with the loss of effectiveness, she sent Wujo Wu and herself back to the courtyard one after another.

Gojo Satoru, who just clapped his hands to finalize the next itinerary, was about to leave the house immediately.

Master Wutiao didn't go to pick up a lucky assistant today, he took Heruo Zoru out on a whim to stop a taxi, and directly reported the name of a large high-end dessert shop in Ginza.

There is no such thing as excessive sugar in the dictionary of a certain silver-haired creature. I don’t know if the cake I ate earlier has been digested. In short, it’s just enough to stuff the dessert I want to eat next.

Heruo Zheyu, who ate all the way with the birthday star, felt that if this continued, her endurance would soon be able to keep up with Wu's footsteps.

thirteen

The dense mist rises in the air, whiter and thicker because of the cold air in the deep winter.A little mineral smell rushed to the tip of the nose, causing Heruo Zheyu to tilt his head uncomfortably, wrinkled his nose, and finally raised his hand to cover it up because he couldn't avoid the smell