The domestic curse spirit has run away from home

"Is this the wooden house?" Gojo Satoru stood in front of the half-destroyed wooden house.

He had already put on the blindfold, and his white hair was shining brightly in the sun. Gojo Satoru squatted down and sensed the atmosphere around him.

"There's nothing, it's strange." He reached out and touched the floor.

"No?" Chihejing walked up to Gojo Satoru and looked up at the sky.

They came here at noon, and the sun was shining brightly. Although it is not a hot season, the temperature is not low, and it will be cooler at night. Given the weather, Gojo Satoru is of course reluctant to let Chihejing walk.

He teleported over directly with the person in his arms, and reached the top of the mountain in one step.

Chihejing: Although this is not the first experience, this feeling is really amazing.

He was carried by Princess Wujo Wu, and teleported directly from the hot spring villa to the foot of the mountain. Wujo Wu found the direction, teleported directly to the top of the mountain, and appeared in front of the wooden house.

"It can't be because it's noon, so there's no one." Chi Hejing said.

"It's not a ghost. Are you still afraid of noon?" Gojo Satoru stood up, took off the blindfold, shook his hair, and watched carefully.

Six eyes can see a lot of things, since you can't perceive it, just look at it directly.

Chihejing watched Gojo Satoru wandering around the wooden house, looking here and there, and finally fixed his gaze on the photo frame on the ground.

"Huh?" Chihejing followed Gojo Satoru's gaze.

"Is there something here?" Gojo Satoru picked up the photo frame, squinted his eyes, and checked it in the palm of his hand.

Hearing this, Chihejing was taken aback for a moment, remembered something, took out a photo from his pocket, and handed it to Gojo Satoru, "There was this here at the time, and I took it away, but I didn't feel anything from it."

a photo?

Gojo Satoru held the photo in his hand, looked at it again and again, his eyes slowly became serious.

Seeing the other party like this, Chi Hejing thumped in his heart and said, "Is there a problem with the photo?"

"No." Gojo Satoru shook his head, "But the strangest thing is that the photo is okay. There is an unknown force remaining on the photo frame, but as a photo that has been placed in the photo frame for a long time, it is impossible that it is not stained with this power. kind of power."

"Even if you take it away from the photo frame, it won't just go away in less than a day."

"unless……"

Gojo Satoru frowned, "Unless something was transferred from the photo frame to the photo without you noticing it, was taken out of the mountain and then left, sweeping away the remaining power."

"Hey——" he stood up, scratching his hair in annoyance, "Why do you feel that the task has become heavier? It's really bad."

Chihejing was at a loss for words for a moment, he moved his lips, and said with difficulty: "That is to say... we are going to find this thing that got away now?"

"Can it be traced?"

"Jing sauce, you really think highly of me." Gojo Satoru hung on Chihejing, put his head on his shoulder, and rubbed it coquettishly, "The power left on this photo frame is neither magic power nor demon power, and I have never seen it before. ah."

"It can't really be something ghost..." Chihejing muttered, "Speaking of which, is there anyone who can deal with things like ghosts?"

"As far as I know, no." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "If there is more than one guy on this mountain, then looking at it this way, the reported problem is very reasonable."

"According to what you said, the curse spirit on the mountain must have killed people, but the report said that the people who accidentally went up the mountain will come down in the end. It may be another guy. In order to prevent the curse spirit from killing people, let those people detour down the mountain .”

"But because that guy is neither a curse spirit nor a monster, so it can't be found out." Gojo Satoru flipped through the photos in his hand.

"But what is the guy who can avoid our perception?" Chihejing felt very novel. Although he had switched back to the human state at that time, the spell power and spells had not completely dissipated. Even cats To be frightened by him, it is logically impossible not to perceive the power in the photo.

In other words, this guy is either powerful, or has a particularly strong ability to hide.

"Maybe it's really a ghost." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin and smiled, "Jing sauce, what do you think a ghost looks like, it will be like the one in the movie, the appearance is the state of death, What blood is all over the face, what bones are twisted."

"Jing sauce and the ghost are so close, will they be climbed through the window in the middle of the night, called by name or something-oh!"

Chihejing felt the feeling of giving Gojo Goto's head a stick for a long time. He snorted coldly at Gojo Gogo, shook his hands, and walked down the mountain.

"Do you think I'm haunted by ghosts?"

"Jing-chan..." Gojo Satoru covered his head and wandered around Chihejing, "Of course I don't want to, and with me here, how could it be possible for Jing-chan to be entangled by those ghosts, I'll beat them away for you .”

Wujo Wujo looked at the young man eagerly, blinked hard a few times, suppressed a few tears, covered his hammered head, and approached Chihejing.

He knew that young people were the most prone to this trick, and every time they made people angry, as long as they pretended to be pitiful, they would be able to coax them quickly.

Chi Hejing glanced over, met Da Mao Mao's teary eyes, and reached out to him, "I want to eat strawberries, take me there."

Natsume and the others should be in the strawberry field now, ask them if they know about ghosts.

It's a pity that Chihejing was thinking about business, Gojo Gojo's mind was full of "Jing sauce said he wanted to eat strawberries", his eyes lit up instantly, he hugged Chihejing's waist, and began to teleport.

"Don't go to the wrong place, go to the address Natsume gave you!" Seeing that Gojo Satoru was about to leave with him in his arms, Chihei said hastily.

……

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"Ghosts?" Natsume Takashi was a little surprised when he heard Chihejing's words, "So there are ghosts in that wooden house?"

They were sitting under the small shed at the moment. It was only an hour before Natsume came here, and just sat down to rest for a while not long ago, when they saw Chihejing suddenly appearing in front of them with someone hugging her waist, it really scared them jumped.

"Wow." Natsume's eyes were bright, and he looked at the people following Chihejing, "Can Wujo-san teleport? It feels so powerful, whether it's traveling or something, it looks so convenient."

"Thank you for the compliment, but this is of course." Gojo Satoru put back his blindfold, let go of the hand holding the young man, said "yeah" to Natsume, and said with a smile, "I'm the strongest."

"Jing-chan, do you think so~" After finishing speaking, the strongest conjurer turned his head and hung on the young man.

I have to say that the 1.9-meter tall man hangs on a person who is a head shorter than him, coquettishly rubbing against him like a big white cat, which is very interesting.

Natori Monday silently looked away—he had never met this strongest conjurer before, and he really didn't expect him to have such a personality.

"Jing-chan clearly said that he came to pick strawberries to eat, but in the end he came to find someone." After seeing Natsume, Gojo Satoru knew what Chihei was here for. Lost, he chose to forgive Chihei, and then prepared to accept his fate to pick strawberries for him.

"Pfft." Chihejing patted Big Maomao's head, "Okay, let's go to a meeting first, after we finish talking, I'll go pick strawberries with you, okay?"

So several people came under the small shed in the strawberry field, and the enthusiastic farmer put a plate of washed strawberries for them. After thanking them, Chihejing began to talk to Natsume and the others about the wooden house.

"If they are ghosts, they are similar to ghosts. I have seen ghosts before." Natsume just stuffed a strawberry into Teacher Kitty's mouth, and when he looked up, he saw Chihejing stuffing strawberries into Gojo Gojo's mouth , the boy glanced at the white-haired conjurer, and then looked down at Madara, with an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Throwing out the strange thoughts in his mind, Takashi Natsume continued: "But compared to monsters, I don't know much about ghosts."

He scratched his head in embarrassment, "At that time, I went up the mountain with Chihejing, if I could use my power well, I might be able to perceive it."

"Ah..." Seeing that Natsume seemed to take the problem on himself, Chihei said, "Why would Natsume-kun think so, you are still a child."

The young man stretched out his hand and patted the young man on the shoulder, "This kind of dangerous matter, just leave it to the adults to deal with it. It's too wrong to oppress minors."

"It's great if Natsume-kun can provide us with clues. After that, let's travel and play, and we will take care of the following things."

He said, "Since ghosts are similar to monsters, then the Chang family must have a solution. Wu and I will go find them later."

After all, if you want him to solve the problem of the wooden house, how can you do it without paying something.Chihejing thought.

"That's right." Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement, "Natsume-kun is just an ordinary high school student, so you don't have to worry about such things."

"Ah, let me eat it." He picked up a strawberry and ate it, and then handed another strawberry to Chihejing, "Speaking of which, Natsume-kun is about the same age as my student, and he looks very kind. "

Natsume grinned and was about to speak when Madara spoke.

The cat picked up the basket containing strawberries, looked inside, and then said angrily to Gojo Satoru, "You bastard, how could you eat up all the strawberries! Save some for me."

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru lowered his head and 'looked' at it, "Didn't you eat it?"

"It's because you ate too much!" Madara's cat's claws were faster than Gojo Satoru's. Natsume was also communicating with Akahei, and he didn't get much strawberries for him, and Gojo Satoru ate them all in a blink of an eye.

Gojo Satoru 'looked' at the spot, curled his lips, and thought of the puppet cat that often occupied Chihejing's arms at home, and immediately felt uncomfortable. Seeing this tri-color fat cat was uncomfortable no matter what, he began to refute his words.

Chihei's eyes wandered between them, listening to Madara's non-stop "meow", and looking at Gojo Satoru who was full of hostility, and then meeting Natsume Kazuna's helpless and funny eyes, he slowly Smiling, his subordinates grabbed the big cat by the back of the neck, stood up and dragged it away.

"Okay, Satoru, let's go pick strawberries."