When can the vests have a tea party?

——The mansion of Su Nuo on both sides——

The owner of this house was wearing a white loose kimono with a black belt around his waist, and he lay down in the corridor in a lazy posture. The black lines spread all the way down his loose collar and disappeared at the waist in the drawstring.

Beside him is a flagon and matching wine glasses on the floor.

The sky was gloomy, and as the thunder rumbled, a damp wind blew up, and then large swathes of raindrops fell down like cats and dogs.

"Is it raining?"

The young man with black lines on his face opened his eyes and wanted to get up, but with the movement of his arm, the jug beside him was knocked over.

The ground under the corridor was immediately wetted by the wine poured from the spout, and a strong aroma of wine permeated the air.

In the distance, there is a scene where Limei is quickly packing up the clothes hanging out to dry.

"Brother, don't drink, go back and take shelter from the rain." In the trance of being slightly drunk, the boy's clear voice seemed to come from the rain curtain.

The Cursed King raised his eyes subconsciously, and leaned forward to look forward, but only saw the empty grass that was beaten listlessly by the rain.

"Illusion."

He lay down back to the original position, supported his forehead with one hand, and slowly closed his four eyes again.

Limei carried a large stack of clothes and walked through the corridor. Before opening the barrier door, she stopped for a while and turned to look at the adult she was following, the cursed king she was following.

After the twittering child is gone, there is no one here who dares to disobey the cursed king.In this kind of weather, the sound of the rain is clear, especially the house is very quiet and empty, which makes people feel empty inside.

Li Mei withdrew her gaze, lowered her head and sighed softly, and walked into the room.

After the end of that particularly tragic war, the smiles on the adults' faces became less and less.Not long after that incident, two swordsman brothers with spots on their foreheads from the Ghost Slayer Team also came up.

At that time, the adults did not open the domain, and the three of them fought for three days and three nights, and the entire mountain was leveled.

Afterwards, the adults did not agree that they would take Lishenai's body away, and the three of them fought again on this issue.In the end, they reached a consensus and buried him on a beautiful hillside.

If the conjurer had resentment in his heart before death, his corpse could be turned into a curse after death.But, that kid didn't.

There was no sign of resentment at being forced to die.

Obviously he is the one who shouldn't bear this kind of unreasonable disaster among all the people, but he was the first to usher in death.Perhaps, this era is not suitable for people who are as warm as the sun to survive.

As murderous curse masters, they can live for a long time, which is completely ironic.

——Miss Zhu Shi's Medical Center——

"Brother," the young man with flame-like markings on his forehead sat at the table, his eyes fixed, "the corpse of love has disappeared."

"what?!"

"really?"

There were two exclamations.

Ji Guoyan Sheng showed an expression of disbelief, Zhu Shi covered his lips with his sleeves lightly, and his eyes opened slightly.

Soon, there was faint anger on Ji Guoyan's face: "Did that monster do it? I should have snatched Xiaoai back from him in the first place."

Ji Guoyuan shook his head: "With the character of the king of curses, he won't do such lowly things."

"Could it be that he came back to life by himself? After all, ghosts have strong vitality." Ji Guoyansheng thought for a while, and suddenly there was a glimmer of hope on his face.

Zhu Shi frowned slightly and shook his head slightly, "The reason why his body was not turned into ashes is because the fatal injury was caused by a spell. Only by being killed by the sun wheel knife and sunlight can the body of the ghost be melted. However, the spell is also very Those who restrain the ghost, the possibility of him being resurrected is extremely small."

"Besides, if he really woke up, why didn't he come to the two adults?"

For a moment, the three people in the room fell into silence.

"So, someone actually stole his body." Ji Guoyuan said, "If it wasn't for my eyes being different from ordinary people, I wouldn't have noticed the cemetery that has been restored to almost the same size as the original."

"There is indeed such a possibility." Zhu Shi said thoughtfully, "Oni Wu Tsuji is dead, and the only thing outsiders know is that he survived as a 'ghost'."

"Being a ghost can gain an endless lifespan. His body may indeed be coveted by humans with malicious intentions."

Hearing this, Ji Guoyan's eyes were cold.

——Thousands of years later——

"The king of curses has committed a lot of crimes. The Yusan family gathered the power of all the magicians and finally surrounded him in one place."

"At that time, the Patriarch of the Zen Monastery died, and Patriarch Gojo and Patriarch Kamo were seriously injured. Blood and corpses belonging to the sorcerers covered the battlefield, and even the sky was reflected in red."

"After paying a terrible price, the Cursed King was finally sealed."

"The heyday of the conjurer also came to an end."

The girl with curly hair sat in front of the desk and read in a soft voice.

There is a strand of white in her bangs that is different from ordinary people, and the book that has been turned to the last page is spread out on the table by her.

A gust of wind blew, and the pages of the book were completely closed, revealing the name on its cover—"Chronicle of Spells and Magic: Heian Era".

The girl looked down at the book, showing some kind of obscure and complicated expression for a while.

"I didn't expect you to be interested in this kind of boring history." A familiar frivolous male voice sounded in her ear.

Caught off guard, Nao Mikawa froze.

After realizing who it was, she slowly relaxed her body, but her spirit was still a little tense.

Nao relaxed her vocal cords as much as possible, and also said in a flat tone: "I'm just curious, after all, there is no such information in the Sanchuan family."

"Then you see it now, it's really boring." Gojo Satoru commented.

He raised his eyebrows and approached Mikawa Nao, pointed to his head, and said, "However, I do know some fabricated unnamed unofficial histories."

"It is said that thousands of years ago, Liangmian Su Nuo once had a close friend, but the other party was killed by the sorcerers of the Yusan family, which is why the king of curses and the orthodox sorcerers are completely immortal."

Nao Mikawa, who was listening to the words, held her breath.

The white-haired young man got up, half-raised his arms, waved them casually, and said casually: "But it's just unofficial history, there is no credibility at all."