The domestic curse spirit has run away from home

At night, the mountain was eerily quiet. Chihejing stepped on the fallen leaves on the ground and walked up. Natsume also clearly felt the unusual aura. He hugged the cat tightly and stopped talking.

The same goes for Madara, he poked his head out of Natsume's arms, glanced at Akahei who was walking in front, and didn't make a sound.

Coming here, perhaps because of the dangerous atmosphere on the top of the mountain, there are no low-level curse spirits anymore. Chi Hejing looked at the small wooden house built on the top of the mountain with a serious face.

A malicious spell came out from the closed wooden house, and the young man turned his head to look at Natsume, and said, "Mr. Natsume, can you step back a bit first, I'm afraid it will affect you in the battle."

He moved his eyes to the tricolor cat, "Let your cat protect you."

Natsume looked at Chihejing, and looked at the wooden house worriedly and tangled. Although he still doesn't know what the identity of Chihejing is, it must be very difficult to fight the powerful curse spirit inside. Bar.

The young man knew that if he was so close, the other party would be distracted, so he nodded and stepped back a certain distance.

Seeing that Natsume retreated to a safe distance, Chihei turned to look back at the wooden house.

It is not stated in the information that there is a house built on this mountain... Is it a concealment by the Chang family, or is it a mistake by "window"?

The young man raised his feet and approached step by step. The dark curse lines slowly climbed up his skin, from the exposed ankles, to the arms, and then to his face——

With the appearance of the curse pattern little by little, the aura around Chihejing also quickly sank, a strong bloody smell diffused from his body, and formed blood aura emerged in the air.

From Natsume's point of view, if the curse spirit hidden in the wooden house is evil, the current appearance of Chihejing is worse than evil, the ultimate evil, without a trace of popularity, and the smell of blood seems to occupy All the air made him a little suffocated, and even Madara frowned, looking at the young man in front of him in horror.

What they were facing was Chihejing with its back to them. If the young man turned around at this time, he would find that his expression was completely opposite to his current temperament.

Chihejing smiled slightly, a pair of dark eyes burst into light, he was a combination of evil and good at the moment, dawn and darkness appeared on a curse spirit at the same time.

The young man who switched to the mantra phase slowly raised his head, looking around at the half-grown domain that revealed its original appearance—the surrounding trees shook their branches ferociously, and the grass and leaves were stained with blood red.

When his spell power spread out, the half-completed domain began to tremble violently, as if it couldn't bear it, several gaps opened in the air.

Chihejing noticed it and sneered.

In his form, when he erupts, even Wujou's realm is broken, not to mention the semi-complete realm of the suspected super-level curse spirit. If he directly releases his power now, this born realm will definitely not be able to support it.

It's just a small problem. If you let it go, it will probably blow up the mountain as well.

But speaking of it, if he hadn't broken Wujou's domain at the beginning, there would be nothing to do next. After all, Wujo Wu attacked him with the intention of exorcising the curse spirit at the beginning.

Of course, Lord Chihejing had a large number of them, and later he didn't care about Gojo Satoru's attack on him at that time-at least the other party ventured into that river and took him away from countless parallel worlds.

Ah... Accidentally, I remembered Gojo Satoru again.Chihejing blinked and put down his thoughts.

The closed wooden house was trembling, and something was bumping inside and out, and the wooden planks of the house were knocked loudly, one after another, until the wooden house exploded, and the wooden planks flew out and sank into the ground.

Losing the shackles of the house, the ugly figure crawled out, its claws like dry bones climbed up the wall, its nails pierced through the board, and threw away the wood surrounding it.

The hair on the curse spirit's head was thick and messy, waving in the air, like fresh black nematodes, quickly twisted into a ball, and rushed straight towards the Chihe well.

"Ah..." Chihejing looked at the curse spirit attacking him with disgust, "It's so ugly."

Although the curse spirits I have seen before are all of the same ugly level, but this one is not known to be gifted, and every place looks like the most disgusting appearance that Chihejing thinks.

Looking at the skinny claws like chicken feet, the body covered with cracks, and the "meat worm" sticking out its head from the cracks... Chihejing's eyes moved to the face of the curse spirit, like countless human faces The face was twisted into a ball and pressed together abruptly.

"It's ugly." Chihejing raised his hand, and lightly tapped his index finger in mid-air.

The twisted hair turned inexplicably when it was about to touch the Chihe Well, crossed the young man's head, and plunged deeply into the ground behind him.

And the ugly curse spirit obviously didn't attack, but it seemed to hit the bull's-eye, laughing and screaming wildly, and didn't even feel that his hair was still in the ground and couldn't be pulled out.

Chihejing walked towards the dilapidated wooden house step by step, looking at the curse spirit who seemed to be doing something stupid with contempt.

This is Chihejing's technique - [Magic].

As a human being, he has no spells, and he can't even see the existence of curse spirits and monsters. He can only perceive them with weak spell power. The Chihe Well naturally has a technique.

There are various kinds of selves in the parallel world, and there are also many spell spirits. After gathering all the projection spells, Chihejing's own spells are formed, which can make the enemy intoxicated in the illusion and never wake up. of the technique.

Of course, if the opponent is at the level of Gojo Satoru, the effect of Chihejing's spell can last for a few seconds at most, and Gojo Satoru can break Chihejing's spell by himself, so it probably won't last a second. need.

If you really want to make Gojo Satoshi hallucinate...

Chihejing thought about it, and felt that the field had to be expanded.

His spells are not directly offensive, they are all indirect, only the domain is offensive.

While wandering, he came to the wooden house. The curse spirit who was trapped in the illusion by the spell didn't know what he saw. He bared his teeth and claws in excitement, knowing nothing about the surrounding environment. Even Chihejing with a strong aura approached It also failed to notice.

The curse spirit's body was huge, and Chihejing stood under it, and it seemed a little small.

"It's a bit late now, let's solve it quickly." The young man turned his head and glanced at Natsume Takashi who was hiding not far away, "Children should rest early."

Chihejing raised his hand again, mobilizing his own spell power.

Most of the magic power of the mantra exists because of negative emotions, so it is quite dark and evil, but Chihejing is different. His mantra looks so black, but it has a strange sense of purity.

When the spell was activated, the Excited Mana Spirit suddenly froze. It held its head with its sharp claws and twitched like crazy. The few remaining planks of the wooden house fell down while it was struggling, and the Mana Spirit was suffering on the ground. It rolled, bringing up sand and stones.

Chihejing finally saw the situation in the wooden house clearly.

It was different from what he had imagined. Although this wooden house was small, it had everything it should have. Beds, tables, cabinets, and some clothes were placed on the chairs. It was full of the atmosphere of human life, but there was no dust on it. At least, there are also spider webs left in the corners. It is obvious that the owner here has not been back for a long time.

But the end of the curse spirit is connected to this wooden house, extending from the center of the house floor.

"This curse spirit..." Chihejing frowned, and hissed, "Is this curse spirit imprisoned here?"

The curse spirit on the side screamed, and it began to slowly collapse and disperse. The ugly body cracked like glass, and pieces of flesh were torn off by itself. Fearful things, wanting to escape desperately.

The last bit disappears.

Chihejing looked around, and saw that the domain had been broken, revealing the original appearance of this place. He frowned and looked at the place where the curse spirit disappeared, feeling a little weird in his heart.

"Chihe-san!" Natsume ran over with the cat in his arms, and circled around Chihejing a few times curiously, "Are you okay? That...that curse spirit looks..."

"Ah, it's all right." After the curse spirit was exorcised, Chihejing changed back to the human form. In Natsume's eyes, all the strange curse patterns faded from the skin, and the temperament returned to gentleness, " Is Natsume-kun intimidated by my appearance?"

"..." Natsume scratched her head in embarrassment, "Yes... a little bit, but Chihe-san just looked so amazing."

Chihejing looked at the young boy and was inexplicably amused: "Pfft."

Madara, on the other hand, was even more vigilant. He gave Chihei a "meow meow" and patted Natsume Takashi's face with a paw, "Natsume, stay away from this guy, such a dangerous person, God knows when He killed you and used it as fertilizer for strength!"

"Mr. Kitty! Stop talking nonsense!" Staring at Chihejing's suspicious gaze, Natsume punched Fat Mao on the head, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry Chihe-san, he just scolded you again."

Chihei blinked, and reached out to touch the head of the cat in Natsume's arms. Although he couldn't understand what Madara was saying in his human form, he could guess.

The young man bent down and got close to the cat, getting very close, and then released his breath a little bit, pressing the cold spell on Madara's body, he lowered his voice, and slowly uttered a sentence: "If you curse again Let me say..."

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, "—kill you."

"Meow!!!!" Madara frowned, jumped out of Natsume's arms, and jumped to the side a few times in a row, obviously frightened by the murderous intent.

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Seeing the cat blowing fur, Chihei smiled and bent over, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put his arm on Natsume's shoulder, and said, "I'm just kidding ~ Natsume-kun, let's go See what's so amazing about this log cabin."

Natsume looked sideways at Madara, who was far away, and suddenly realized: So Chihe-san's character...is also a little bit bad.