I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

[After the bondage is established, it will not be affected by any external force. Only the two parties who are bound can do it if you want to release the bondage.The restraints imposed on the curse spirits in this school, if I'm not mistaken, correspond to the so-called 'seven incredible' rumors. ] Although Xia You was still urging me to take him away just now, but at this time his voice sounded unhurried, [The easiest way to get rid of it is the disappearance of one party, you have thought about this before. Bar. ]

[Then, cover with new bondage. ]

In the dark corridor of the old school building, Xia Youjie, who had only one brain left, spoke slowly through the vocal system simulated by spells. When he whispered the last sentence, there was an inexplicably bewitching and eerie ...I mean sound.

It feels like the voices in some ghost movies who read the narration with evil taste.

——Speaking of which, why didn’t I realize that Xia You’s voice is quite suitable for reading ghost stories before going to bed?Let him read it if he has the chance.

I was distracted.

"Sister Yibuki..." Ning Ning held me back with some unease, "What are Hua Zijun and Mr. Xia You talking about? I can't understand..."

"That, I'm probably talking about the way to get Hanako-kun to leave this school." I thought about it, and I can only say it according to my understanding.

"Can Huazi-jun really leave? That's great!" Ning Ning was very happy, and ran to the front to talk to her Huazi-jun. The closeness of the interaction between the two makes the viewers smile knowingly.

In fact, when I think about it carefully, the reason why I have a wonderful sense of intimacy when I see Ningning is probably because when I see her, I occasionally think of "Spirited Away" and "On the Cliff Shore" that I watched when I was a child. "Pinyu Ji", although the painting style is different, but the flavor of connecting with people from another world is right.

Oh yes, Ning Ning can also turn into a fish, which is more interesting.

But I, who have lost my childhood and become a bad adult, "relationship"-let's use this word for now-is not a Gong Ojun at all, but like a brain flower who came out of the bio-horror film set .

I regretfully looked down at the fish tank, which I buried with fine sand for fear of scaring other people's brains, and sighed softly.

[What's wrong? ] Xia You asked.

"Nothing." I continued to move forward calmly.

I don't know if it's time or what, but the figure of Jiao and the young Hanako gradually faded in my eyes until they disappeared.

I look out the window again.

Those weird orange colors also faded away, and the scene I saw in my eyes returned to a very normal scene.

The location of this old school building is relatively remote, in a relatively corner place, but because there is nothing in front of it, you can directly see the school gate of Seagull Academy, and a black commercial vehicle slowly stops.

Although the license plate number cannot be seen from this distance, I have an intuition that this car may be the one I saw in Akihabara last time, the car of Mr. Ichichi.

——Yes, if I can see the license plate number, I can recognize it, because last time I memorized the license plate number by the way.

After the car stopped outside the school gate, the door of the back seat opened, and a blond man wearing glasses got out. He turned around and looked up at the teaching building in Seagull Academy, and then sharply shifted his gaze to where we are now. Come up to this corner old school building.

"Someone is here." I knocked on the fish tank to remind.

[Try to avoid, try not to meet. ] At this moment, Xia You's tone was very calm, [It doesn't matter if there is no way to touch it, he can't see anything. ]

"Ok?"

[My current spell power is only enough to maintain the activity of the brain. The content of the spell power is similar to that of ordinary people who can't see the spell spirit, and there is no residue left. The average magician can't see anything, as long as it is not encountered Go...] His words stopped here

I:"..."

So 'as long as it's not met' what?You're done talking.

It's really annoying to talk only halfway.

"Then let's go first."

I greeted Ningning and separated from them.

Because the special-grade curse spirit Huazi is here, I suddenly noticed that the magician here is also coming here, I pulled the fine sand under the fish tank, and let the fine sand bury the brain flower again and hide it , and then hand over the fish tank to Jiao, and let Jiao, who is good at hiding, leave the school through another door with Xiayou.

Although Xia You said that his brain's mana content is similar to that of ordinary people, but if I hold it, others can clearly feel the mana power of two "ordinary people who can't see the magic spirit", and it turns out that there is only one holding him I, who is looking at the fish tank, will definitely feel something is wrong.Although I don't know if that's the case.

After handing over the fish tank to the reef, I watched the fish tank float away from another direction. After I couldn't see the fish tank at all, I raised my head to identify the direction, and walked down the nearest staircase empty-handed.

——Then, by chance, I ran into the conjurer who rushed over.

Let me state in advance that I didn't expect such a coincidence that the stairs I came down were the stairs that the conjurer went up.

But when you think about it carefully, there don't seem to be many stairs in the old school building, and it's normal for people to come up from the front stairs.

I had no choice but to stop, turned my head to look at the blond conjurer, and tried to point to the stairs behind him, "Hello, can I go there?"

This is a man wearing a light-colored suit and a blue shirt.

He has a stern face, wears a spotted tie, and has well-combed hair. Generally speaking, he is the kind of man who makes people think, 'Oh, he's a social person'.The only thing that doesn't go well with a social person's attire is the weird... should be glasses, right?But there are no eyes and legs, and it is hard to understand how to wear it just by looking at it.

And the machete wrapped in speckled cloth strips in his hand, which suddenly dilutes the temperament of an office clerk.

The sharp eyes of the blond conjurer stared directly at me through the lens-like thing, as if he was identifying something, his voice was low and powerful, "Excuse me, did you encounter anything just now? Or have you been somewhere?"

Ah, this...

I was a little hesitant, wondering what would be a better answer.

The blond conjurer's gaze behind the glasses became more and more oppressive, as if he had seen everything through, "Is it convenient to say?"

"It's not." I was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"If I have to say it, it's the women's restroom."