My curse spirit is number one in the world

summer.

It's summer again.

Still an unlucky summer.

Gojo Satoru sat in a resting place passing by the mountain road, which was a small pavilion.

There are branches with green leaves stretched out on one side of the table, shaking lightly in the chirping of cicadas and summer wind from time to time.

Today is a nice day, but Gojo Satoru is not in a good mood.

Ye Mozhengdao didn't know why he made an appointment here for the meeting at first, but when he walked into the forest, he saw those stones with blue-black traces of dried blood, and thought that the other party had already heard the news ...

"Wu, what are you going to do?" Ye Moth sat down rightly, and got straight to the point.

The white-haired young man had long arms and long legs, even if he was sitting in such a poetic place, he still had his legs crossed, his hands on his knees, but his head was tilted back to look at the sky and he didn't know which direction to go.

When he heard the question, he let out a light ah, and looked back.The whole person laughed inexplicably among the swaying tree shadows.

"It's probably the same situation, the higher-ups have a chance to take advantage of me now~"

After the Hyakki Night Walk at the end of last year, Gojo Satoru learned that the body of "99 Chao" was being used by a cursed master, and began to search for the cursed master's trace with great fanfare. He moved a lot without any explanation. On the contrary, he was still at the director's meeting He choked at the elders at the top of the Conjuration Society.

After all, Gojo Satoru's behavior of consulting and searching for information was seen by everyone, and his insistence on the theory of immortality was also noticed by a few close people.

Xia Youjie's announcement before his death not only told him to deal with the curse master, but also told him in another sense: 99 Chao is dead.

As for the news of "Xia Youjie's resurrection", because no one has witnessed it with their own eyes so far, it has only been rumored, and the source of the rumor has not yet been traced, so Gojo Satoru actually didn't take it very seriously.

If it is true, he also thinks that this situation is the same as the "resurrection" of the 99th Dynasty, and there is a curse master playing tricks.

The variety of spells is undeniable, and he can pick out seventeen or eight spirit seance spells from all the books at a glance.

It's just that the previous "resurrection" hadn't caught up with the murderer, and another "resurrection" came. The two resurrected people were both friends of Gojo Satoru. The upper echelons of the academic world have reasons against him.

Looking at it this way, even Gojo Satoru felt a little unlucky, let alone someone who knew him well.

It's not good to gloat, tsk.

Gojo Satoru didn't particularly believe in luck, but when he heard the news of "Xia Youjie's resurrection", he really felt targeted by fate.

He wouldn't really feel sorry for himself, but he just felt that this kind of other kind of pressure did not come from the upper management and students of the Conjuration Society, and his feelings were really complicated and wonderful.

"Is it because it's summer, so Mercury is retrograde..."

"..."

Noctua Zhengdao heard him muttering so, and sighed.

Under the casualness of the strongest, Gojo Satoru would never bother with the higher-ups unless necessary, and the Noctuma Zhengdao was the one who communicated the most between the Gojo factions and the higher-ups.

After all, the person responsible for the Wutiao faction is his student, so he couldn't figure it out even if he wanted to.

However, Ye Mo Zhengdao understands Gojo Satoru's thoughts, so he rarely opposes the other party, and can only provide some help as much as possible.

But now the old principal is also very troublesome, and these two "resurrected" people are also his students. Although 99 Chao is a late student, he is still a good boy.

Ye Mozheng said: Why does it feel like this year has encountered such troublesome things.

The headmaster felt bitter, knowing his attitude towards the news of Xia Youjie's resurrection, he gave a few words of advice, and planned to poke some wool felt to ease his mood.

Gojo Satoru sat on the spot, maintained the same posture, and sighed leisurely.

The chirping of cicadas gradually sounded.

Sendai City has the elegant name of the capital of trees, which simply means that there are many trees.

There are also round and dark green leaves of the sage branches that only come into bloom in two months, flowing through the Hirose River in the center of the urban area and the green zelkova road, coupled with the city's unique scenery and seasonal decorations, it is full of summer flavor.

Walking through a shady alley, you can accidentally and suddenly come into contact with the new red and green side of the city. There are thousands of restaurants and shopping malls, which vaguely show the ambition of this academic city. It is worthy of being able to compete with this country. The city with the same reputation in the three major metropolitan areas.

Gojo Satoru arrived at Sendai first, and wandered around as if he had nothing to do.

Gojo Satoru is actually very busy. As the strongest person, he has duties to fulfill, whether it is for the magic society or not.

Then, as the head of the family, there are still many trivial affairs that squeeze his time. Those targeting from high-level people are more like seasoning, because those people don't know him well, and the tasks assigned are not too heavy or too big. , but want to move him away.

Those six captivating eyes are hidden behind the black eye bands, coupled with his bad personality, few people know what Wujo Satoru is thinking at the moment.

His godlike power is not only feared, but also makes the means he displays in the busy business look so easy, so it is often overlooked what he really gave.

Anyway, he is the strongest.

The conjurers almost stamped "he's not a species like us" on his head.

If it wasn't for recovering Su Nuo's finger this time, Gojo Satoru wouldn't have had the chance to go shopping at this time.

The large and small curse spirits entrenched in the street were basically pasted on the wall without knowing what happened. The instigator didn't even have the trouble of being regarded as a strange psychic by others like Jianren Qihai.

After figuring out that the nature of this time is simply that the seal has been in disrepair for a long time and has not attracted a more heavyweight curse, the strongest conjurer thought about it and decided to let his students go to exercise.

Fu Heihui arrived in Sendai on the back foot.

Unsurprisingly, there was a problem with the recovery of the spell object.

The evil and powerful mantra even caused changes in the airflow and clouds, the sky became gloomy, and it didn't take long for fine rain to fall.

Fu Heihui also couldn't figure out what the situation was now.

Two-faced Su Nuo's fingers were swallowed by Knotabagi Yuren just at the nick of time as a special curse object, and the spell power that exploded on his body wiped out the huge curse spirit attacking them, but obviously the curse object completed its incarnation on his body.

The king of the curse thousands of years ago roared half-naked under the night sky of the modern city in need of women and food, but in less than a moment, the spirit of Knotweed Youren seemed to suppress Su Nuo.

After such an unimaginable incident, Gojo Satoru arrived before Fu Heihui could do it.

ten seconds.

Gojo Satoru asked Yuzhang Yuren to exchange Su Nuo for ten seconds.

During these ten seconds, the roof of the teaching building they were staying in collapsed, and Fu Heihui had to fly away in an emergency by relying on Nue. When he landed in an alley on the side, he heard a bang, and Su Nuo was like a grenade. The same was hit to the ground in front of his eyes, causing a puff of white smoke.

Fu Heihui's muscles tensed, and the piece of paper in his hand was wrinkled.

"Ah, it hurts!"

When ten seconds came, the smoke was wet by the rain, and the knotweed Yuhito was successfully replaced.

Fu Heihui breathed a sigh of relief.

Gojo Satoru poked his head from the building, "Sorry, sorry."

He landed with a smile, and said to Yuzu Yujin who walked out of the pit, "It's amazing, you can control it..."

After a pause, he turned his head again, "And that is, Hui, what is this piece of paper you have been holding, a love letter?"

Fu Heihui felt that his hand was empty, "Hello!"

Then Fu Heihui was stunned.

After coming out of the abandoned city last time, he received a class-ending gift from the teacher.

The handsome young man gently handed him the talisman paper with the spell written on it, using the same joke, "This is a love letter, Hui, maybe it can help you when you are in danger, even if It’s the result of this class.”

【You are so smart, you must know when to open it. 】

Fu Heihui wasn't sure if He Mo Chaoyoshi did it on purpose, but he was smart, and the power and mystery of the other party easily made him feel that his guess might not be wrong.

Fu Heihui was stunned, and slowly said the answer he thought of: "...that may be a letter of challenge to Teacher Wutiao."

"Oh?"

Seeing the abnormal behavior of the student, Gojo Satoru had no choice but to raise his hand and use his thumb to remove one side of the eyeband, and opened the paper.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a rare moment.

Yuzu Yuhito was still out of state, "Hey, what is this, did you write something?"

Life is composed of one continuous cycle after another. Every summer, Gojo Satoru would uncontrollably recall all the memories in the gaps of his dreams.Whether he wants to face it or not, these memories are like a toppled tsunami mountain peak, striking powerfully, and also rushing away the huge and complicated information received by the six eyes, and returning him with a noisy cicada.

It is only when you wake up that you return to reality.

How long has it been?

13 years, or 14 years?

The white-haired half-year-old boy put his hands in his pockets in the dessert shop, leaned back against the seat, raised his chin, bound the person in front of him, and said to him:

[I haven't figured out the conditions yet. 】

[I can do anything, if you can see what help I need, then it's time for you to perform the bondage. 】

The awakened memory instantly became alive, while the voice of reality was echoed and amplified at the same time.

Because it is not difficult to realize that that day, like now, was a lightly rainy night.

He was also standing in the alley just like now, surrounded by chaotic flows of spell power and information, and cramped walls.

Then the noise behind him was suddenly partially covered.

Gojo Satoru turned his head even one step slower than Fu Heihui.

He also saw a boy holding an umbrella and walking towards him with steps lighter than a cat.

The extremely handsome boy smiled, his footsteps only took one step on the ground, and his whole body flew into the air.

The young man looked down at Gojo Satoru, and read out the words on the paper in a low voice, as if asking a question.

"I am the only one in the sky and the world?"

After 99 Chao finished speaking, he chuckled, let go of the umbrella in his hand and let it fall at will, his black eyes seemed to swirl, easily revealing a sense of deterrence.

[Are you going to become a Buddha, five years old. 】

[This sentence is actually what the Buddha said when he came to the world for the first time. Don’t be so lawless if I mention it once and always take it as a rule. The second is dead. 】

The night sky is endless.

A long and vast picture scroll slowly unfolded behind the young man.

The sky on a rainy night was full of strange lights and ghosts for a while.

There were many excited murmurs from the picture scroll covered with countless phantoms, like a group of restless monsters looking at the opponent in front of the general, or like ghosts with naked eyes in the strange clouds, they With cold eyes and contempt, people who want to fight the gods they support.

"You can't become a Buddha, Gojo Wu."

The boy looked at him, "Otherwise, how can I make you feel the taste of failure?"

The rain exploded into crystal clear sprays on the long knife that popped out from the gap that opened in the void.

99 drew his knife backhand slowly, looking at his friend who had been away for ten years, the most powerful magician today!

His long eyelashes drooped, and he laughed silently.

I'm here to beat you, I'm here to help you.

This is their agreement, their bondage.

Did you hear me, you are the strongest.

"...How dare you say such big words."

The white-haired young man slowly pulled down the dark eye bands, and then parted the corners of his lips, revealing a wild smile.

"It really made me wait!"

The fluctuations in height, voice, appearance, and spell power are completely different.

Obviously all the information was denied by Six Eyes.

but--

Only his "soul" can confirm who he is seeing! *

"Nine! Ten! Nine! Chao!"