The persecution of conjurers starts with you

As you might expect, Grandpa Kuangdao returned to the dojo soon.

The words that once irritated you, uttered from Huang Yue's mouth, turned into foam on the sea and were insignificant when the vicissitudes of life and tall and straight figure returned to the dojo.

Even you, who are so tired that you almost take it seriously, become ridiculous.

Grandpa Sang Dao is highly respected and has not been treated badly.Although thinner, but the spirit is good.It's just that a lot of the well-maintained beard fell out.

Rather than saying that he was frightened and thin by the sudden disaster, it is better to say that he was emaciated by the disciple who turned his back on him.

Although the police did not disclose the information, it did not prevent Grandpa Sang Dao from guessing that there was a mole under the door.

You go to pick him up, and when you meet his sharp and painful eyes, you will know that he has guessed a lot.

On the way, you whispered about Huang Yue.

Even if you and my wife Shanyi don't want to bother him and make him sad, we have to tell Zhu what Yue Yue has done.

Obviously, Grandpa Sang Dao expected the mole, but he didn't expect the mole to be so young.

He thought that it was done by people who bid farewell to the dojo and entered the society. They were ups and downs in the big dye vat, and lost their meditation on martial arts for the sake of profit.

Unexpectedly, it was the boy he picked up with his own hands.

"Ugh……"

"How to deal with Yan Yue?"

It is obviously unrealistic to let him stay in the dojo any longer.

But Grandpa Sangdao said: "Let him continue to study. If he continues to read, he will know that he is wrong. He has nowhere to go. He is still a child, and he can't be kicked out. When he finishes college and becomes self-reliant It's..."

The fate with the dojo is also over.

With bright eyes, a frizzy white beard and a vigorous personality, Grandpa Sang Dao has a soft heart.

He closed his eyes tiredly and fell asleep in the car.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru commented: "The old man's idea is too beautiful."

You gave him an elbow.

The development of the facts will not be as gentle as Grandpa Sang Dao imagined.

The police took him away late at night, and they had to give the dojo an explanation and an explanation.

They must show such an attitude: the police took Grandpa Sang Dao for interrogation based on the evidence, and they also released Grandpa Sang Dao based on the evidence.

"Someone gave evidence..."

"Casino funds flowed to an account in Sangdo's name..."

"Follow-up investigation found that..."

"Others need to be kept secret..."

He Lai's evidence and He Lai's account became a cloud over the dojo.

Evidence from someone who is not close to you cannot be trusted by the police.

People who are not close can't get the ID information to open an account.

People in the dojo were fluctuating for a while, even worse than the day Grandpa Sang Dao left.

"Tsk tsk, it's really ugly."

The usually lively training ground became deserted, and no one actively cleaned it up. The cleaners dealt with the matter hastily.

When you push away the paper barrier, facing the winter sun, what you see in front of your eyes are the unclosed windows and the floor full of footprints.

Gojo Satoru was too disgusted to set foot.

"Let's skip today's exercise."

You fetch a bucket of water and flush the floor.

"You need to wash."

"I've been to Tokyo for so long, and I owe a lot of duty. Today I will pay off the debt."

Gojo Satoru is very considerate - changed the dirty water for you.

"...Thank you so much."

He filled all the buckets in one breath: "I'm still good at carrying water!"

No, it's nothing to be proud of.

It would be great if the bad atmosphere can be like footprints, sprinkled with water and wiped with a cloth towel, it would be great.

My wife Zenyi popped up behind you with her messy blonde hair.

"Ah! Sister! What are you doing!"

He tugged at his beautiful blond hair.

"How can I work for Senior Sister to do this! Senior Sister, let me go!"

He rushed into the training ground slowly, lively like a ball lightning, and snatched the cloth towel from your hand with three strikes.

If you don't let it go, no one can snatch it from you.

You showed a relieved smile that you don't have to work.

Exit the training ground, take off your rolled-up sleeves and trouser legs, when you were about to leave, my wife Shanyi stopped you.

He didn't look back, his blond hair shone like the sun, and his back arched and fell because of the rubbing of the ground.

"It's Yue Yue, right?"

A little cry.

He was a crying bag to begin with, guessing that there was no reason for him not to cry when his brother framed his master.Not to mention that he witnessed Huang Yue returning to the dojo late at night, but was once deceived by him and ignored him.

"Don't blame yourself. None of us expected this, and no one can stop it. Everyone has his own way."

He turned his head, eyes fresh and vivid.

"Then he must be punished. The dojo has become what it is because of him."

You: "...This is the decision made by Grandpa Sang Dao."

It is Grandpa Sang Dao who gave him the last blessing not to announce what he did to Yue Yue.

"Senior sister, you were raised by your grandfather, and you actually endured his harm to your grandfather?"

It is precisely because of this that you will obey the orders of Grandpa Kuangdao.

Even if you know it in your stomach, it's Grandpa Sangdao's wishful thinking.

It is very difficult for Huang Yue to know his mistakes, and it is difficult to correct them.

"The dojo is tough right now, but we'll get through it. Go hang out with your friends more. Kamado Tanjiro is good."

"That's two different things!"

My wife Shanyi threw the cloth towel on the ground.

"That's two different things!"

Gojo Satoru: "Wow, you cried."

His words aroused my wife Shanyi's loud voice when she went offline.

"Cry when you cry! It's none of your business! You bastard who stole Senior Sister! You still spy on Senior Sister at night, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

You changed the direction of your hand that was about to wipe his tears, and covered him tightly: "Think about yourself before you speak, and think about whether you will be silenced by others."

But you only have one hand to cover my wife Shanyi, but you can't cover Wujo Wu.

He scratched the paper barrier and smiled: "Are you shy, Kong Yin?"

outrageous.

……

"Don't be angry, let's go to the street."

You and Wujo Wu bought milk tea and went shopping.

It is said to be shopping, but it is actually a passive sabotage version of looking for people.

You take the detector given by Tong Mo and go all over the street looking for someone who can activate it.

You and Gojo Satoru had a dispute about keeping your fingers.

"give me."

"give me."

You competed to keep the cursed object, and then used force to decide the ownership, so there was a scene where you went to the training ground just now.

There is no place for you to fight, so we have to change martial arts to literary fights - guessing fists.

As a result of guessing boxing with Six Eyes, the fingers were hung on Gojo Wu's chest in a grandiose manner.

"How do you know the detection result if you put it in a box?"

He said righteously.

"..." You peck at the straw, double the cocoa powder for bittersweetness.

"If you find someone, what should you do? Are you really bringing her to Tong Mo?"

"I don't have to ask you that."

The cocoa powder got stuck in your throat, and you felt like coughing, so you bit your straw and didn't speak, which made Gojo Satoru, who was walking in front, look back at you.

"After all, Tong Mo threatened you with your family."

What to do when you find her.

You don't even think about it.

Gojo Satoru bought two servings of ice cream, one for himself and the other for himself.Tongue is white.

"..."

"Why don't you buy it? Have a bad appetite?"

You sit down on the bench. "Yeah, I have a bad appetite and I'm worried."

The leaves of the park are withered in winter.Whether it is Tokyo or my hometown, it is the same. Without leaves, the bare trees look very desolate.

When he sits next to you with two cones in his hands, eating one from the left and the other from the right, everyone passing by will look sideways.

"..." You kicked his heel. "How can you be a boyfriend like this?"

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

"What's wrong with me? Who told you not to buy it???"

He turned around with cream still on the corner of his mouth.The brown one is chocolate, the white one is vanilla.

While talking, Gojo Satoru didn't forget to take a bite of chocolate.

"Is it because I gave you sukiyaki once?"

He even understood what you said without beginning or end.

Perhaps it is due to the fact that you have been looking for people these days and asking him about the customs clearance standards.

Why build sugar castles?

According to the secular definition, it should be - why does he like you.

"How is it possible? I'm the one who lacks a bite to eat. Besides, you gave up the sukiyaki pot that time because you had a stomachache. Jie also ate it..."

The way he's waving two cones is really unconvincing.

"It seems to be before that. After all, you even remember that I have a stomachache."

He was choked, and rarely answered, turned his back and coughed.The dead tree next to him trembled from the cough.

You patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay."

He turned his head and stared at you, his voice was louder than usual: "Because the number of times you have given up food is so rare! It's not because of a stomachache, but for something."

You have new ideas because of his red earlobes.

Fu Heisher has taught you the three-piece suit of flirting with men: figure, physical contact, and subtle concern.

He had achieved these three items just now, so his face must have turned red.

Stop patting Wutiao Wu's back, think about it, did you trigger this before without knowing it?

From the perspective of physical contact, as conjurers, you have too much contact when you are partners, but you have no time to think about it during battle, so it can basically be ruled out, and the rest is daily contact.

"Nail polish?"

When Nitzi was obsessed with manicure, she couldn't resist the temptation of half price for the full set, so she bought all the colors.In order to use up that batch of nail polish as soon as possible, you have ten fingers and ten colors, and even Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu have been dragged into harm by you.

To be precise, Xia Youjie was dragged by you to harm him.

Gojo Satoru should be enjoying it.

When you were pulling him to paint, he still pointed and said, "I want the most beautiful blue to match my eyes!"

You and Nitro looked at each other silently: "..."

You used this reason before to use purple, which is extremely challenging, and if it is wrong, it will look old and rustic, in Xia Youjie's hands.After Xia Youjie painted it, it wasn't unsightly, but it could be sent directly to the scene of a thriller, including his bruised face.

"How about this kind of blue!"

The kind-hearted Nitro brought the fluorescent bottle.

The bottle body is clear and beautiful, with fine shimmer.

So are the brushes.

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up at that moment.

Xia Youjie with purple nails folded his arms, watching the good brother who doesn't know the dangers of the world fall into the trap of color.

And you, as an accomplice, hold Wujo Wu's wrist, paint him, and say in a tone of someone who has experienced it: "It was like this at the beginning, with fluorescence, but it will disappear after it dries. Look, it will complement your eyes more. "

Gojo Satoru had never seen the horror of fluorescent makeup, so he raised his head confidently.

You think, it doesn't matter, he will know in half an hour.

In fact, it took less than 5 minutes for Gojo Satoru to realize that there was a lump of fluorescent blue glued to his nails.

At that time he had one finger left unpainted.

Gojo Satoru strides viciously across the table, one hand behind his back - so you can see the fluorescent colors of his ugly fingers.

"Isn't this completely dry?! How can it still be like this?!"

He's about to hit you.You are also ready to fight with him.

Maybe I can smash a few bottles of nail polish that I can't use.

While thinking this way, Xia Youjie stood up and said, "Enlightenment."

"Are you going to stop me?"

"No." Xia Youjie pulled up the curtain with one hand, and the classroom was plunged into darkness, "Your hands are shining, Wu."

The hand that was being held by you, with shiny five-finger nails, quickly curled up.

Becomes a fist that swings at you.

Of course, you just didn't let him hit it: "The fluorescent nails are too obvious, you can still see them when you squeeze them into a fist, Gojo Satoru."

Gojo Satoru apparently also recalled this passage.

"I'm not a masochist. That's wrong too."

"The time when the dentist cursed the spirit?"

The human fear of tooth extraction condenses into a mantra.

While jinxes are always disgusting, tooth-shaped jinxes are worse than jinxes.

The appearance alone makes you uncomfortable.

It is simply the kind of antipathy engraved in the innate genes.

And its attack can make people toothache.

But you also blocked Gojo Wu once.

The main thing is that you can take the opportunity to kick him once, so that you can drive him out of the attack range of the curse spirit.As a result, I accidentally hit it.

But after being attacked, after expelling the curse spirit, you squatted down with your cheeks covered.

"If I had known it was a toothache, I wouldn't have kicked you."

"..." Wujo Wujo, who was holding two ice creams, ate them all in one go, and said vaguely, "I'm still afraid of toothache? Wrong again."

At the end, he pats the crumbs off his hands and rubs your head.

"Think hard for me."

……

Have you guessed that the customs clearance criteria will be put aside first.

The people in the dojo guessed the role of Yan Yue.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world.Although the insiders were tight-lipped about Huang Yue's framing, the truth still spread.

Whoever walks alone has the opportunity to steal documents, and whoever has a grudge is always dissatisfied with the dojo.

A name is on the horizon.

What's more, he has been arguing with my wife Shanyi lately. Although my wife Shanyi didn't show off her words after listening to Grandpa Sangdao and you, it is inevitable that a few words will be noticed during the dispute.

Yan Yue was excluded and neglected.

When practicing duels, they will be singled out, and when the tricks are wrong, someone will curl their lips.These small actions made people feel irritated, and Yan Yue was not a very tolerant person, so he ended up having disputes with the people in the dojo.

Yan Yue violated the rules and beat the man to the point of bleeding.

When you come back, he is already packing his luggage.

"Go out and live?"

He nods.The matter has been made public, he has no scruples, no longer pretending, anyway, it is impossible for the dojo to really leave him alone: ​​"Senior sister, return the things to me."

You have already copied and backed up the contents of your phone, and when he asks you, you will quickly exchange them.

"Up to now, don't you have anything to say? Grandpa Sangdao is still protecting you."

Not knowing that those words touched his Ni Lin, Huang Yue suddenly became ruthless and threw the phone to the ground.

"Why are you pretending to be a good person? My wife Shanyi yelled at her grandfather so affectionately, coaxing the old man to cook for him, and you are pretending to be noble and merciful here. You were raised by someone, and your surname is Sangdao, and you are also Sangdao's grandfather. Grandpa Sangdao yelled, watching the dojo being taken away by someone. It’s disgusting. This whole dojo is disgusting.”

The phone screen is broken.

Your voice also sinks.

"Yue Yue, pick it up."

"Every needle and thread on your body comes from the offerings of the dojo."

"Pick up your phone for me."

He glared at you, then shivered, dropped his bags and ran.

"..."

I had to help him store his luggage.

You have thought about it, next time, when Huang Yue comes back, you have to hand over your luggage to him. If Grandpa Sang Dao is soft-hearted, you might have to keep him.

But you never thought that when he came back, it would be such a scene.

……

In the dark night, if you feel something, turn over and sit up from the bed.

The saber thunder slice is always attached to your body, jumping down lightly with you.

you saw it.

In the training ground on the first floor, the windows were wide open, and the curtains shook like waves, allowing moonlight to sneak in and illuminate the spell in the center of the training ground.

That's a finger.

Unlike the one that you and Gojo Satoru fought over for custody, which seemed to have low mana power and harmless, the nails in the training ground were black, with twisted knuckles, containing terrifying mana power.

It is a treasure coveted by the curse spirit.

It's just that when you wake up and go downstairs for a few snaps of your fingers, you gather a group of curse spirits.

If you weren't there, if you hadn't been so alert, if you weren't a conjurer, what would the ashram be like after this night?

You dare not think about it.

With a few knives to kill the first miscellaneous fish, you will not miss the running figure.

Cursed objects will not come to the dojo by themselves for no reason.

It was brought by man.

Being left from the dojo, and coming back alone——

"Yue Yue."

You called his name, but he didn't stop.

What stopped him for you was the bamboo knife that flew from your hand, flew across the moonlight, and pierced deeply into the ground before he fled.

Fortunately, there are bamboo knives everywhere in the training ground, so you don't have to give up Leiqie.

With a pale face, he turned his head in front of the trembling bamboo knife.

Only then did I know how much you, as a senior sister, have surpassed him.

"late."

You walk up to him.

"Who gave you something, Tong Mo?"

"He's really good at provoking people."

The nightdress you are wearing has no pockets, so you have to hold the spell object in one hand.

Pull out the bamboo knife, and place it around Huang Yue's neck.

Although it didn't have a sharp edge, it still made Huang Yue tremble slightly.

"Do you know what will happen if you throw this thing in the dojo?"

He licked his lips.

"He said, he said, it's the frozen fingers of the dead that can frighten you..."

If the two-faced Su Nuo knew that his fingers were described in this way, he would probably jump out of the grave and cut him.

"really?"

"real."

You will give people a chance.

Like you gave the spell spirit a chance.

It doesn't confess.

Neither did Yan Yue.

The improvised lies are not detailed and can be broken with a single poke.

You are quite confident in your skills, and you are sure that when you go downstairs, Yan Yue will never find you, so the reason why he fled in a hurry, even if he was called by his name, is the reason why he still runs wildly, naturally because of the special-grade spell object, the fingers of the double-faced Su Nuo.

He knew how dangerous it was, and if he was not careful, he could die.

According to the regulations of the magic world, he can already be executed for using super-level spells to harm people.

"Give it up. I would say that you came back to steal things. Once or twice, you can't always let you get away with it." You took out your finger and stuffed it into his palm, "It's not convenient, senior sister, hold it for me. is that OK."

When the palm touched the cursed object, Huang Yue shuddered, and subconsciously threw it out.Two-faced Su Nuo's fingers rolled down on the grass.

At this point, you are finally sure that although Huang Yue doesn't know all the truth, for example, you are a magician, and putting a curse object will not have any other effect except tiring you and staying up late to watch, but he understands what he is doing, understands What would this finger do to the average person in the dojo.

It will attract curse spirits greedy for magic power, and the gathered curse spirits will kill people's lives.

"Don't be careful, it's very precious. After all, it's the finger of the dead who can kill whoever he wants."

You pick up your fingers.

The voice was soaked in moonlight, and it was completely cold.

"Where is the box that sent it, take it out for me."

Seeing how scared he was, he knew it couldn't have been delivered with bare hands, and there must be a box equivalent to a seal.

The wind calmed down, even the tree shadows seemed to stop shaking, and the moonlight seemed to freeze.

Yan Yue no longer rummaged through the pockets of his shirt, and sneered: "How long will you be proud?"

At the same moment, you looked behind you.

The criminal scrambled and fled, you don't care, he can't escape very far.

Although the dojo doesn't know the existence of the curse spirit, the Ubuyashiki Group knows about it, otherwise they wouldn't have let Grandpa Sangshima hand over Rachel to you.Therefore, they will also understand how bad Huang Yue's actions are.

Unless Kagaku no longer uses this name, no longer uses this face, unless he completely plunges into the world of shadows, Ubayashiki will definitely catch him.

What matters now is the powerful humanoid curse spirit in front of him.

"One, two, three, four, five, six," you laughed, "Gotiao Wu should really come over and take a look, it's Six Eyes."

The curse spirit with six eyes is staring at you, holding the handle of the knife.

This is the first time you have seen a mantra who uses a knife seriously.

Not only is the knife very familiar, but the moves are also very familiar.

The curse spirit even told you where you came from.

"Unexpectedly, there are still people who use the breathing method."

The author says:

"Although my finger is so black that it can cast a curse, it can at least be invisible in the dark, but Wu, your hand is shining!"

Joy in Bitterness Xia Youjie (No)

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