My curse spirit is number one in the world

Japanese mountain forest schools are generally very large, with small teaching areas. Of course, the larger ones are the forests connected to the back of the school. As long as the students who are almost adults are willing, no amount of reminders can stop them, so the school did not deliberately do anything to stop them. Facilities, only in the mountains and forests, there are things like warning signs set up by organizations.

Looking at the forest full of morning mist, it is hard to imagine that thousands of years ago, there were ancient houses standing here, and the houses were continuous.

Gojo Satoru walked into the school very freely. The super-grade curse spirit is in the back mountain, but he still walked slowly.

Not only that, seeing that there are still a few buildings from the Showa era in this school, even after renovation, they still have a sense of age, the people's teacher also looked at them with great interest.

In the silent campus, there was the sound of the wind blowing the window panels and leaves. The sound was not very loud, but it was extraordinarily gloomy.

Incidents related to curses in Kyoto are generally rated higher in terms of ratings. After all, they are in Treasure Land (Treasure Land of Curses). Even in the 21st century, incidents of the level of Yuyi Fox have occurred, so the magic world Cases in Kyoto are generally not taken lightly.

This incident involved a special-level cursed person and two unregistered curse spirits——according to the capacity of Ruin's spell power, these two curse spirits are also special-level.

Even if no one has witnessed the appearance of the super-level curse spirit so far, this is enough to alarm the entire high-level event.

The so-called one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and there must have been a struggle between the two super-level curse spirits. This kind of scene is what the magic arts society likes to see the most. People feel at ease.

Surveillance points were set up on the outskirts of the forest, and Wujo Satoru was sent by the Magic Association.

——They are also special grades, obviously Gojo Satoru stays in this rank only because the highest rating is only special grades.

The white-haired young man in black put his hands in his pockets, turned around when he walked under the rustling tree, looked around the entire teaching area under the steps, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"Let me see where the new super monster is from." He said with enjoyment.

In the past few years, Wutiao's knowledge of enlightening evil and supplementing monsters has become a habit, so it is basically not an overly negative emotional understanding when encountering a special level, such as fear of diseases and disasters, it is monsters and the like.

As long as it is a monster, countless cultural legends have methods to crack them, so it is actually relatively easy to do.

Gojo Satoru's field of vision seemed to step over the building and saw the students who were hurriedly running down the corridor.

Six years ago, a tragedy happened in Sendai City, Miyagi. The black-haired girl handed the ring in the box to Yuta Otoko, who was the same age, and made a promise.

As a result, the girl suffered an accident later, but this agreement followed like a shadow, turning into a twisted curse.

The figure streaked across the light cast by the window, and there were only the sound of the boy's panting and footsteps in the long corridor.Yi Guyou, who was wearing a school uniform, ran too hastily and frightenedly, but when he was at the turn of the stairs, he couldn't help but look back when he was being chased.

Under the pale sunlight, the one-person-high iron locker that was originally in the corner of the classroom followed behind him, the door creaked slightly, and blood flowed profusely in the black gap.

On the ground, a huge shadow suddenly appeared from the shadow of Yigu Yuta, and a huge magic spirit that would surprise any magician of any level emerged from it, and punched the locker.

"Don't—follow Yuta all this time—!!!"

Kimoto Rika, a super-level grievance spirit, turned into a curse spirit after a car accident and has been following Yuta Otoko, obsessed with Yuta Otoko all the time, and made him protect him from harm.

However, because the way of protection is a bit rough, it also caused Yi Guyou to be unable to contact people normally since he was young, and his personality became a bit introverted and gloomy.He doesn't want to hurt others, and once thought about committing suicide to end the situation, but was still stopped by Kimoto Rika.

The four classmates who were put in the locker were stuffed in by Lixiang because of bullying him. After he called the emergency number at the first time, the development of the following things exceeded his imagination.

Probably, when he fell into self-loathing and huddled in the corner because he had hurt someone again, he heard footsteps outside the classroom.

[Worry too, escape, worry too. 】

A sense of crisis like an electric shock rushed into the brain. Ever since Lixiang followed him, Yuta Oto had always had such an intuitive sense of crisis.

This panic was not because Lixiang was about to appear, but because the sound of footsteps made Lixiang feel a crisis.

Therefore, Yi Guyou escaped too much.

Running in the teaching building, every time I turn around, I can see the bloody locker following me.

Li Xiang, who had huge teeth and a huge figure, punched out with a fist, and there was no scar on the fallen locker, and then stood upright again out of thin air as if someone helped him up.

The metal made a slight twisting sound, like the sharp claws of the invisible perpetrator, shaking the young man's fragile nerves.

Then he saw a shadow standing behind the bloody locker. Half of the other person's body was hiding behind the locker. There were large and colorful bloodstains on a red and white witch costume, and the parts of his feet were under the shadow of the costume. It was a chaotic darkness, as if the darkness supported the body, she lowered her chin slightly and raised her eyes, her face was also a hollow vortex.

Because she is a woman, Lixiang became furious even more.

After the spiritualization of the incense mantra in Qibenli, she only retained her love for Bone Yuta and her naive personality. There were basically no three views and rules of conduct. The accumulation of negative factors made her more susceptible to emotional influence, which directly ignited her passion. Angry, she growled and swung her claws towards the locker.

The appearance of the witch has a correlation with the strange power and chaos, and the existence of Satoka also made Otoko Yuta feel terrified. The violent sound of metal friction made him take a few steps back, and immediately turned and ran out of the teaching building, and burrowed into the school building in the woods behind.

He has heard of it.

Or he couldn't help thinking about it——when he was a child, he still remembered that his family used to be a family with a bit of history. Although it has declined in modern times, and the shadow of tradition has disappeared a lot, the least valuable scroll still conveys ancient information. .

Yigu Yuta used to read those scrolls as horror stories. He vaguely remembered a record that told the story of the ancients offering sacrifices to witches.

Resentment is often born in the image of a snake.

Gojo Satoru looked at Otoko Yuta running ahead, striding across the tree with casual movements.

The bushes behind the boy rustled, and all the plants and trees made noises, as if there was a surging wave under the leaves, chasing him.

Qimoto Lixiang's aggrieved roar came from afar, and she was already tripped by the snake.

The same super class, Qiben Lixiang's existence time and power are far less than that of another curse spirit, just like a newborn meets an ancient and decayed monster, her body is heavily entangled by snakes, and she is caught in the footsteps of her beloved. blocked.

Gojo Satoru followed behind Yigu Youtai, and the snake hiding in the forest wanted to force him to reach the main body, so he didn't make a move yet.

Just then, a strange noise caught his attention.

It was such a moment of diversion of attention that Gojo Satoru lost track of Otoko Yuta, including the endless snakes in the grass.

The woods fell silent.

"Hey," Gojo Gojo looked around and laughed with interest, "'Ghost hitting the wall'?"

People's own sense of direction will be wrongly confused, and it is easy to produce the phenomenon of ghosts hitting the wall, but Gojo Satoru can easily see that he has fallen into a certain field.

The trees are full of shadows and the greenery is far away, but in fact, no matter from which angle you look at it, it is the same direction.

Generally speaking, you have to walk through it yourself to realize the ghost hitting the wall, and it is directly analyzed by the six eyes.

Kyoto is worthy of being an ancient capital. Gojo Satoru not only saw that this domain was not a closed spell domain, but belonged to a domain that was spontaneously formed in the mountains and forests, similar to a ghostly fantasy.

"This is really troublesome..." He said with a smile, completely unable to see where the trouble was.

It is very easy for Gojo Satoru to get out of this illusion, provided that the source of the strange movement he just heard will not stop him.In fact, it doesn't matter to block, the strong strength gave him a quite self-character, and he also has the confidence to deal with the opponent, but Yigu Youtai may be a little nervous and exciting.

Before his arrival, there had always been three "special grades" in this area, Otoko Yuta and Kimoto Rika, Miko and Snake, and...

Gojo Satoru looked back slowly.

Deep in the forest, a figure slowly walked.

He was wearing a dark kimono and haori, and stepped on clogs, walking like a walk. Under the black hair was an extremely handsome face.

The morning sun was originally pale and weird, but with his appearance, the sun began to shake, sprinkled from the layers of forest leaves, and fell all over his shoulders.

Unfortunately, not warm enough.

Because he closed his eyes, his figure was like a translucent ghost, walking into the world with innate gentleness and alienation.