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How did such a normal ideal turn into killing ordinary people?

Question marks appeared above the heads of everyone present.

I saw their doubts, but Xia Youjie didn't want to analyze his own mental journey in detail, but simply mentioned the relationship between curses, curses and non-sorcerers: "Isn't this strange? It was born by monkeys. Not only that, but they are ungrateful and persecute the young magicians. As long as the monkeys exist, the magicians will be oppressed, so I want to kill all the monkeys .”

"So that's it, Xiayou is racist." Eggplant sighed.

Hearing that he was speaking again, Tang Gua hurriedly covered Eggplant's mouth and gritted his teeth in a low voice, "Shut up if you can't speak!" Although he also felt that it would be bad to kill all ordinary people casually, but at least he understood this. Time can't say such things.

"Is it because of Haibara's death?" Gojo Satoru didn't pay attention to the commotion over there, recalling the long-standing memory.

Xia Youjie murdered and defected when he went to solve that case. He didn't like recalling the past, but the memory after that mission was too painful, so even with the curse that he still remembered the belief in the birth god, originally It was level two, but due to the belief in human beings rising to level one, the two schoolboys were caught off guard and one died and the other was injured.

"Hui Yuan's death made me realize that the only thing a magician can get in the end is the corpses of his companions." Xia Youjie smiled slightly, "But it's not because of him that I think so."

It's hard to say a specific thing is the reason, the despair gathered little by little, like a swamp hidden under the grass, finally drowned Xia Youjie.

Ghost Lantern patted Xia Youjie on the shoulder: "Resentment is a virtue in hell, I am very optimistic about you," and then changed the topic, "But disorderly resentment can make people lose their way, there are grievances and debts, you just need to target Retaliation that makes you displeased is enough, and other insignificant small roles are not worth bothering about."

Tang Gua twitched his mouth when he thought of the dead who were burned in front of the Izanami Temple and surrounded by cats, "Yeah..." The retaliation that has lasted for thousands of years is really amazing resentment. One evil spirit.

"No matter which race there are good and bad, it's stupid to generalize, but if you hate ordinary people so much, you probably have a common language with Miss Mustard." Ghost Lantern rubbed his chin, thinking of the one who hated civet cats so much rabbit.

"Miss Mustard Seed?" This was the second time they heard this name.

"Have you heard the story of Kacha Kacha Mountain? It's the rabbit in the story, who is now a very active jailer in hell. You can have a chat when you have dinner at night."

"But!" Ghost Lamp raised his voice, "You must give up your ideal of multiplying the work in hell, or you can report to Yan Modian in advance and handle your increased workload in person."

All those who add workload to hell are his enemies, and the resentment of staying up late, working overtime and lack of sleep is amazing.

Knowing how amazing Yan Modian's daily workload is, Xia Youjie smiled bleakly: "Understood, I will think of other ways." Don't kill monkeys, but also protect the conjurer, is it necessary to try the proposal proposed by 99? Another way?

Gojo Wu quietly came over and hooked Xia Youjie's finger: "There will always be a solution, the two of us together, there is no problem that cannot be solved."

Xia Youjie turned around, resting his forehead on his shoulder, looking at the hooked fingers with lowered eyes: "Aren't you angry?"

"That's what I want to say," Gojo Satoru murmured, inserting his fingers into Xia Youjie's fingertips little by little, and changed into a cross-fingered posture, "I'm sorry, I didn't stay with you all the time."

"It's not your fault, it's because I refused to say anything." Xia Youjie raised his head again, his eyes widened slightly childishly, "Then do you still want to lock me up?"

"Well, I really want to lock you up now. I can only see me, talk to me, and touch me alone." Gojo Satoru was calm and didn't think his idea was a crime at all.

"Wu is so scary," Xia Youjie said with a sneer, "Then I want to apply for a better cell."

"Of course, I will leave the room of the head of Wutiao to you."

Then the two of them were kicked out of the office.

"You can go back to your room and discuss slowly, chains, whips and candles, no one is stopping you." Gui Deng kicked the two out one by one, then took out his itinerary, and silently brought forward the next week's Taoyuan Township to tomorrow .

"Ah!"

At this time, Bai Ze, who was lying on the counter flirting with the young lady, suddenly sneezed and blew all the ground medicine powder onto the young lady's face.

"Hey, wait a minute, I didn't mean to!"

Seeing the slender figure receding away in anger, he rubbed the tip of his nose, and then complained softly: "It must be the ghost lamp scolding me again, that bastard is violent."

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie who were kicked out held hands and stood outside Yan Modian looking at each other.

"Then...shall we go shopping again?" Finally, Gojo Satoru tentatively asked.

Can't really go back to the room to discuss the prison play, right?

"Ah... well, I haven't visited hell much, I've been studying before." Xia Youjie tightened his fingers uncomfortably, and then realized that the two were still intertwined. He thought about it, but still couldn't bear it. break free.

Human beings are truly unspeakable creatures, whether he lives or dies.

After walking a few steps, they heard an enthusiastic voice approaching them calling their names.

"Senior Xia You! Senior Wutiao!"

Wearing a gray pinstriped kimono, with black mushroom hair slightly long, but with the same warm and hearty smile as before, Haibara Yuo ran over while drooping his clogs and waving his hands.

"It's really a senior! I thought I was wrong. I didn't expect to meet you in hell..." He suddenly realized what it meant to meet an acquaintance in the other world, and his expression changed, "...Could it be!"

In just nine years, is there a crisis that the two seniors can't solve? !

Huiyuan always thought that among the conjurers he knew, these two should be the last to appear in hell, but he didn't expect the reality to be completely opposite to what he predicted.

Seeing this, Xia Youjie's eyes widened slightly because of shock: "Wu and I are still alive, we came to hell for other reasons, and we will go back in a few days."

His expression was gentle and cheerful. No matter what, it was a joy to be able to talk with his long-dead junior again. Xia Youjie was grateful for the order of reincarnation in this world for the first time.

They found a snack bar to sit down, and Hui Yuanxiong chatted and shared his life over the years: "Then I moved to Paradise, and today I came here for shopping because of the New Year, and I want to buy some hell miso to go back. .” He gave a thumbs up, indicating that the taste is excellent.

"What about the seniors? How is life in this world? How is Jianren now?"

"Heavenly Kingdom is very suitable for you," Xia Youjie said with a smile while propping his face in one hand, "We are also doing well, Wu is teaching in a college, and I am working in another place, but I don't know how Qihai is doing now. gone."

"He went to become a white-collar worker." Gojo Satoru was also in a good mood, but he still felt a little regretful when he thought of the junior who gave up his career as a conjurer, "Your death hit Nanami hard, so he didn't become a conjurer after graduation." He is not a teacher, but went to work in an ordinary company, and he is still doing well now, I heard that his boss appreciates him."

"That's right..." Huiyuan's face darkened, but it's a good thing to give up the conjurer and choose a stable life, "It's a good thing that the boss appreciates it. Jianren has always been very good. Maybe after decades of seeing him, he will be gone." He has become a billionaire president, hahahaha."

"Huiyuan," Xia Youjie hesitated for a moment, but still made up his mind to ask, "Do you regret being a conjurer?" If he hadn't entered the conjuration world, according to his personality, he could live well anywhere, but It's not about being a teenager and dying young.

Hui Yuanxiong put his fist on his mouth and said while thinking: "It's not a matter of regret, but if I do it again, maybe I won't go to a high school to study."

But he immediately denied his own words: "No, even if I do it again, I will choose to become a conjurer, no matter how many times I will become a conjurer, because I can do my best to do what I can, and help can help. People are really happy!"

Even after experiencing a painful death, his eyes are still black and bright, his smile is still warm, full of vitality like a little sun that never sets.

"I really lost to you..." Xia Youjie was stunned for a few seconds, then laughed and said, "Why didn't you make any progress at all?"

"This shows that Huiyuan has not changed his original intention." Wujo Wu smiled, not serious at all.

Obviously stubborn.

Xia Youjie brushed the broken hair from his forehead behind his ears, and looked at the two happily talking with his eyes gently, as if he had returned to the era of high school.

The happy time always passes quickly, the three of them went shopping together, and bought the special miso from Hell that Haibara wanted so much. With his strong recommendation, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie also bought a lot of weird ones. thing.It was evening in a blink of an eye, and they had to part in a hurry in order to catch the bus to heaven.

"Next time the seniors go to heaven, you must come to me!" Huiyuan poked his head out of the car window.

"I won't forget, sit down quickly and don't move around."

"What a surprise." Gojo Satoru chuckled.

The white-haired young man adjusted his posture, changed his hand to hold the plastic bag, and interlocked the fingers of his lover again with the free hand.The time for their dinner party was approaching, and the two decided to go directly to the restaurant to find someone.

"I don't know what kind of person Lu Sheng's father is." Xia Youjie imagined the big Nuliang Lu Sheng, and always felt that it was very disobedient.

"I'm more interested in Miss Mustard, who is said to have the same language as you." Although it sounded jealous, Xia Youjie knew that what he said meant literally, "Kachakachashan rabbit, I didn't expect It’s amazing that fairy tales are true.”