The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

Inside the car, the ringing bell was connected to Reji Munakata's phone.

Fushimi Saruhiko drove the vehicle to a manor in the suburbs, which was the destination of the trip.

During the phone call, Reiji Munakata said: "Fushimi discovered an interesting pattern in the data analysis. Such abnormal deaths are particularly frequent in summer every year. The reason for this is still under analysis, but it may be a clue. "

Ling Yao thought of Gojo Satoru. On the day they met last time and agreed to cooperate, Gojo Satoru said something about curses.

After she said this information, Munakata Reiji on the phone and Fushimi Saru Hiko who was driving fell silent at the same time.

After a while, Fushimi Saru Hiko said: "If the murderer of these abnormal deaths is the negative emotions of human beings, then the peak time is in summer. Can I guess that the grievances accumulated for winter will continue until spring, and in summer break out?"

Reiji Munakata on the phone heard Fushimi Saruhiko's voice, and said, "This is the first time I've heard about the curse, but I had such a guess before, so I decided to let the abnormal death happen this time." Come and give it a try."

Ling Yao hummed, "I'll try my best. But... if Brother Fushimi comes together, will he be in danger? I can come by myself."

"Although the curse can't hurt you, ordinary humans can hurt you. No one will feel at ease when a beautiful middle school girl comes to the suburbs alone so late." Fushimi Ape Hiko said.

"But the curse..."

"Then please protect me."

"...Okay, I will definitely protect you."

The vehicle has driven into the suburbs, except for the road that continues to stretch forward in the night, the road along the way is desolate and desolate.

Coupled with the continuous death incidents in recent months, people who originally lived nearby also moved out quickly, presenting a more lonely atmosphere than ordinary suburbs.

The headlights swept across the dried blood that hadn't been cleaned up on the road, and Fushimi Saruhiko clicked his tongue, "It's kind of like a horror movie."

He asked Ling Yao: "Aren't you afraid?"

Ling Yao's tone was very flat, "I've seen human beings killed by curses, and their tragic death is a hundred times more terrifying than this."

"Speaking of which, you have been in school for a while, have you experienced any feelings?"

Those blue eyes flashed in my mind, and when I was calm, it was easy to think of the sea.

Ling Yao nodded, "Well, I have gained something."

Fushimi Saru Hiko was a little surprised, thinking that there would be no gains, "What is it?"

"If you are full of surprises for a person's appearance, is this considered liking?"

"This..." Fushimi Aruhiko clicked his tongue, somewhat unable to say, "Maybe it is."

"It turns out that this is not an affirmative answer. I understand, and I will continue to experience it."

Fushimi Saruhiko parked the car on the side of the road, "According to the data analysis of several abnormal deaths that have occurred so far, I can only drive up to here, and further on, it is the place where the victim died at the farthest distance." , although this location is not necessarily safe, maybe the so-called curse just has not found the target for the time being, after all, since the continuous deaths, this area has been regarded as a haunted haunted house."

Some of the street lamps were also broken, and the dim light made it difficult to see the situation ahead. When the workers heard that they were coming here to repair the lamps, they refused to say anything, so they had to let the street lamps be like this.

After Ling Yao got out of the car, she reached out to Fushimi Saruhiko, "Until this is resolved, hold my hand, so that I can protect you."

Fushimi Aru Hiko put it on it naturally, held the hand of the bell, and walked slowly forward, while looking around: "Since the frequent deaths, no one has come to this area, and the curse will come tonight." It won’t happen, and it doesn’t have to be.”

Ling Yao also showed a troubled expression: "If it doesn't show up today, then I'll come back tomorrow. If it doesn't show up, I'll keep coming over. It's going to delay my homework."

Fushimi Sarubigu laughed, "Xiao Lingyao is also troubled."

"Very disturbing."

"Suddenly feel a little cold on the neck, do you feel it?"

Ling shook her head blankly.

Fushimi Arubiko: "According to what your friend said, ordinary people without curse power cannot see curses, and you will not be hurt by curses, so there is only one reason why my neck is cold, curse came and tried to kill me."

Hearing this, Ling Yao held Fushimi Aruhiko's hand even harder, originally she was only holding one hand, but she immediately held the other hand as well.

Some fireflies fluttered out from the clasped hands, like bright stars in the night.

Seeing this, Fushimi Saruhiko said: "It seems that if you were not here, I would have died."

Ling Yao frowned: "But how can we get rid of it like this? We can't see its existence, and we can't know its location. I can't do it on your neck, or I will hurt you by mistake."

Fushimi Ape Hiko thought for a while, and suggested, "Where's your friend?"

The bell shook for a moment.

Fushimi Saruhiko continued: "Can you see if you can contact him?"

"He... probably won't answer my call."

Ling Yao recalled the message he had sent, Gojo Satoru never replied, and then took her to save someone and sent her back to school, when he was surrounded by girls screaming in the corridor, he also seemed to enjoy it, and finally even He didn't pay attention when he left, he thought he would say goodbye.

It may be said that it is more reluctant to be friends.

Under Fushimi Saru Hiko's watchful eyes, Ling Yao bit the bullet and turned on the phone.

This glance was a little dazed.

Six missed calls, all from the same person.

Five enlightenment.

Just when Ling Yao called back the phone in a mood that she didn't know how to describe, under the dim streetlight, Ling Yao saw a tall and long shadow beside her own shadow.

As the footsteps approached, the shadow got closer and closer.

The shadow of this person is as flamboyant as he himself, the black shadow full of high-profile.

Ling shook her head, and the light fell like a dark flame. She stared blankly at the pair of ice blue eyes, facing Gojo Satoru.

In the dim light, Gojo Satoru was standing three steps away from her. He was very tall, and when Ling Yao looked at him, he had to raise his head.

Unlike the smug look when we met in the afternoon, he doesn't have much expression at this time, but the angular mandible still shows the personality of this person.

He was the first to smile, and his eyes fell on her and Fushimi Saruhiko's tightly clasped hands, and he said in a casual way: "Don't answer my phone, and go to such a ghost place for a date?"

Ling Yao's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward to hold Wujo Wu's hand: "Can you see the curse?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

He looked at his hand being held, then at Ling Yao's other hand also holding Fushimi Sarubiko.

He pulled his hand out and said to her: "I should say this. You don't know anything about curses, so don't come to this kind of place to make trouble. I don't have so many opportunities to protect you, do you understand?"

Then, his hand was pulled over and held.

Gojo Satoru: "?"

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Ling Yao used some force, afraid that he would break free again, but her force was nothing to Gojo Satoru.

In the dim light, Ling Yao's eyes were clear and bottomless black. She rarely showed such a serious and anxious expression, as if she was watching a disobedient child running around while crossing the road.

Half worried, half anxious.

It's strange to be looked at with such eyes, because he has always been the one who worries about the weak.

Gojo Satoru didn't break free again, because when he saw the curse spirit appearing behind Ling Yao and Fushimi Aruhiko again, the curse spirit's long fingers were stretching towards their necks.

He looked down at Ling Yao: "You hold my hand because you won't die if you hold it, right?"

Ling Yao nodded heavily.

He laughed: "Don't look at me with that kind of worried child's eyes, let me show you today, I don't need your ability to protect me. You take him over there Go to the open space and keep your eyes open."

He pointed to a distance of about ten meters.

Ling Yao shook her head resolutely: "I can't let you go either."

"Anyway, even if I die, you can bring me back to life, right?"

"..., yes." Ling Yao replied in a low voice, but her eyes still moved with compassion and insisted: "But, even if I can be saved, I don't want to see death with my own eyes. the same."

In the corner of the eye, the sharp teeth of the curse spirit tried to pierce Ling Yao's neck, but the place where the sharp teeth touched was filled with fireflies, like the sky full of stars, just like what I saw in the cafe that day.

Liuying shuttled between her ponytails, shimmering brightly, gentle and lively.

Gojo Satoru bent down, looked at her, rubbed her head, and asked patiently, "What's different?"

Ling Yao was slightly taken aback, she just had an intuition, but she didn't seriously think about the answer.

Gojo Satoru at this time seems to be much more patient than before, his blue eyes look like a deep sea at first glance, and in the endless seabed are secrets and gentleness that can never be seen through.

Ling Yao thought for a while, and said seriously: "When a person dies, it is very painful, and that kind of pain is a disaster for the living."

He smiled lightly, and due to the close distance, he could see a silhouette falling from his thick eyelashes, "Can't you erase the painful memory when you die? Anyway, you won't remember the pain, it's okay, right?"

"..." Ling Yao was at a loss for words for a while, she frowned, she didn't want to agree with Gojo Wu's statement, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Gojo Satoru rubbed her head and said, "Go wait for me in the open space over there."

He smiled slightly, but his icy blue eyes were like the moonlight looking down on all living beings, making people feel no warmth.

It was the first time that Ling shook her head without shrinking from his gaze. She threatened fiercely: "I should say this! Please wait for me elsewhere. If you are not obedient, then I will not do it after you are killed." Will save you!"

Gojo Satoru looked cold, pursing his lips lightly, just when Ling Yao thought that Gojo Satoru would really lose his patience.

He suddenly smiled, the tip of his tongue lightly pressed against his lips, his chin slightly lifted, and he smiled casually, "Okay."