When Dazai came to the magic place

Xia Youjie suddenly discovered something that he used to ignore.

In the past, Master Tianyuan was there, and it greatly enhanced the strength of people with weak spell power. It is normal for Yidizhi to be able to use enchantment.But now Master Tian Yuan is suspected to be dead——

As if grasping at the straw, Xia Youjie unconsciously took a few steps forward, and asked urgently, "Can you use it all the time?"

"Of course," Yidizhi Jiegao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was a low-ranking man. He didn't know about Tian Yuan's disappearance. He thought he had said something wrong, so he replied cautiously. Weak,? I can only see the curse,? It takes a long time to barely get rid of the third level,? Enchantment is the only thing I know."

Yidizhi also had a great dream of becoming a conjurer at first, but after struggling for a few days, he could only help his classmates set up accounts and run errands, not to mention the decisive mentality of those powerful conjurers. ? Give up this wish.

He is an ordinary person who has to waver and struggle for a long time even to save the bad guys. He doesn't have enough tenacity and consciousness, and he doesn't have the courage to face the curse directly.

Even now, when Yidizhi saw one of the famous super seniors in the college, he was not as excited as a normal conjurer, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"Thank you, I'll take you home."

Xia Youjie knew that he had frightened his junior, so he collected his thoughts and offered to lead the way apologetically. He said that he didn't think about it now, so he might as well call Shangwu later and go to the Xingxing Palace together to investigate.

At this moment, Xia Youjie suddenly thought of something again, and said with a smile, "It just so happens that you have already made up your mind about the future. After graduation, why don't you come directly to be the assistant supervisor of the high school."

Since the last supervisor left, the top management seems to have forgotten them, and there is no new person to succeed them until now.

He thought to himself, this junior did not have any dissatisfaction when he heard the conversation between himself and 99 Youji, only a look of horror that I would not be silenced. He should also have no feelings for the higher-ups, because he just likes brainstorming too much.

Xia Youjie was very satisfied with his junior and sent out a kind invitation.

Unfortunately, Yi Dizhi almost didn't cry out.

He swiped the screen frantically from the bottom of his heart, dripping with cold sweat, wiped his forehead with his hand, and spun the words of refusal several times in his mouth, but when he said it, his face became heavy: "...Thank you senior."

It can be said that the real situation is full of inner drama but not good at rejecting people.

Xia Youjie nodded in satisfaction. He mistakenly thought that his junior was just a sweaty physique. After all, how many cowards are cowardly?

He sent Yi Dizhi to the class, turned around and went to the Xingxing Palace.

On the way, Xia Youjie thought a lot, but he didn't seem to have much.He knew that Dazai's mentality was very contradictory, and he often said that he hated him but secretly helped him.

For example, this time, while hoping that the matter of his disappearance and defection would be concluded, he secretly left clues that no one would discover. He had a vague expectation in his heart, hoping that someone would find out.

Fu Heisher said that the Dazai hadn't come out, but there was no one in the Xingxing Palace.Teacher Ye Moth also said that Master Tian Yuan died, but the increase of the high school enchantment and auxiliary supervision did not change at all. It seemed that something replaced Tian Yuan's existence.

Xia Youjie said in his heart, I should have thought of it a long time ago, Dazai has always been gentle.

He walked to the bottom of the tree root below the Xing Xing Palace. There was no one guarding it for a long time. Xia Youjie raised his head and looked up along the tree trunk. The black barrier that had lasted for thousands of years had long since disappeared.

The Xingxing Palace lacking Tianyuan has become an abandoned and desolate place.

Xia Youjie sent a text message to Wutiao Wu, then put away his phone, and checked the vicinity to make sure that there were no other people or surveillance cameras, then raised his three fingers in front of him, carefully controlled the output of the spell, and put down the tent.

The flow of mana has a direction.

A few seconds later, Gojo Satoru teleported in, holding two bags of Kikufu bags in his hand, and it seemed that he had just returned from another city. Before he could stabilize his body, he asked in a hurry: "Where is Dazai's clue? where?"

"Wu, I used a weak spell to let go." Xia Youjie raised his chin and gestured, "Look, is there anything in the Xingxing Palace that is increasing the enchantment."

Five points of enlightenment can be understood at one point.

"Tianyuan has existed for thousands of years. I almost forgot that the reason why there are so many curses in China is because he strengthened most people's curse power." Gojo Wu took off his sunglasses and muttered.

The flow of very subtle mana is not right.

"There," he said with a smile on his face, and raised his finger to an empty place, "it looks like an ordinary loss of mana, but if you think about it, it shouldn't be so bad that even a simple enchantment can't be refined. control."

"of course."

Xia Youjie replied with confidence, this is his pride that he is a super class in school, and it is also the confidence to manipulate more than 4000 spells without confusion.

If it is really about the fine control of each spell spirit, he is better than most shikigami in the world, and can even be compared with Gojo Satoru who has six eyes.

The two walked to the source of the loss of mana.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand first, and his six eyes could pinpoint it precisely. In places that looked like air, Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses with a serious expression, just like groping for a black box during a lottery draw. He moved around and used his hands carefully in every place sweep.

At last he stopped somewhere on the ground, and his fingers touched something hard, boxy and highly flat.

The familiar touch made Gojo Satoru's expression complicated. Xia Youjie felt strange. He also squatted down and stretched out his hand, groped along the four sides of the rectangle, and let out a slight snort.

"Looks like a book."

Xia Youjie simply picked it up, the book was moved, and the original camouflage disappeared in an instant, revealing the red cover, on which the six characters of "Complete Suicide Manual" were particularly obvious.

Sure enough, Dazai did it.

Xia Youjie couldn't understand at all why Dazai would do this. He took Master Tianyuan away, but left behind an important support point.

If Dazai had come up with this book earlier, the higher-ups might have agreed to his request. After all, objects are more secure than humans.

But on the other hand, the higher-ups in the magic world are not trustworthy at all. The more likely development is that they will intensify their power to force Dazai to hand over the "book".

Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that Dazai secretly switched.

Xia Youjie turned the pages, and the contents in the red cover book were exactly the same as the name, all of which were all kinds of appalling methods of suicide, and Dazai carefully marked them with a pen.

For example, hanging "Nylon rope is recommended", entering the water "Summer night is just right, the temperature is suitable", cutting the wrist "Scalpel is better, remember to send everyone away, the water temperature should be higher, and it will be very cold if there is too much blood loss"...

The more Xia Youjie looked at it, the more frightened he became.

He knew that Dazai was serious about committing suicide, but he didn't expect that the young man had tried so many times in places he didn't know, which made Xia Youjie rarely get angry, and the joy and happiness after getting the clue disappeared.

Until he turned to a blank page.

"This is the source!"

Gojo Satoru recognized it immediately, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pick it up, but the moment he touched it, the white paper suddenly shone brightly, frantically absorbing the mantra of the two of them.

……

During the most chaotic period in Yokohama, there were nothing more than two times. One was the "blood tyranny/government" caused by the rampage of the ancestors, and the other was the "leading resistance war" that lasted 88 days.

The latter only needs to buy a ticket in advance to flee Yokohama, but the former, which lasted for several years and killed thousands of people, is unavoidable.

Residents who live in Yokohama walk on the streets, even breathing carefully. Even so, if they are unlucky, they will be implicated for no reason.

For example, now, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu just opened their eyes and witnessed a tragedy happen.

Machines/guns seem to be free of money, pouring countless bullets ruthlessly, and blowing out soul-stirring blood on people.

In just a few seconds, before the two of them could react from the dizziness of the space transfer, none of the men, women, old and children standing in front of them were spared, and there was no sound in the surrounding area, only the traces of death lingering on the bricks and stones.

The leader in front raised his hand, and the men in black suits and sunglasses immediately retracted their guns. Their movements were neat, neat and capable, and it could be seen that they had received professional training.

They all turned around and prepared to leave.

Xia Youjie subconsciously wanted to rush up, but Wujo Wu stretched out his hand to stop him. He gritted his teeth and looked along his arm. His white-haired friend, who had never been very empathetic, had a rare expression on his face at this time, his jaw shrank slightly, and he was holding his hand. Kikufuku's bag rattled.

"Jay, they're dead."

Gojo Satoru was also angry, but he was still able to maintain his rationality and raised doubts calmly: "There is not a single curse here, and I can't even see people with curse power in the crowd, unless they are all like Fuhesher, with zero curses. The Heaven of Power and the Curse."

The curse cannot disappear, and Gojo Satoru knows it well.

"Besides, we suddenly appeared on the street, but no one paid attention." Adding this doubt, it became even more strange.

In psychology, there is a saying of "unintentional attention", which means that when there is a sudden sound when it is quiet, the brain will control you to look at it involuntarily. This has nothing to do with concentration. Even if you practice all the year round, you can only control it a little.

It can't be that all these people are special soldiers who are comparable to Fuheshier and have been trained for many years, right?

"Either they can't see us, it's just an image." Wujo Satoru said, picking up a stone on the ground at the same time, throwing it casually to hit a stranger.

The man raised his head blankly and looked around, but he still couldn't find the two students who were out of place on the street.

Wujo Wu saw that the man couldn't find the culprit, so he frowned and looked away, and threw the stone that hit him in the direction it came from, and it just rolled to Wujo Wu's feet. He squatted down to pick it up, Only then did he say the following words with a solemn expression:

"Or, our sense of presence has been reduced."

"........."

Xia Youjie also realized something was wrong. He called out the most commonly used rainbow dragon, and everything was normal, and he carefully felt the other curses that had been tuned down, "There is nothing wrong, it is about the same as usual. However, this book is still absorbing Our magic power doesn't seem to be going to stop."

In order to save mana power, Xia Youjie asked Honglong to go back again, just casually raised his eyes, and saw the familiar black-haired and kite-eyed boy.

— Osamu Dazai.

The boy's face looked younger than before, he was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and beside him was a scruffy young man in a white coat, who lowered his head slightly, explaining something.

Behind them, there were many men in black suits and sunglasses, who seemed to be huddling the two of them.

The author has something to say: Brother Jie has not yet thought of killing all the monkeys, he is still protecting kind and gentle innocent people, and Zai Zai is the youngest mafia cadre, equivalent to one black and one white.

Even if the nature of the port is special and it is trying to expand to protect Yokohama, it is impossible to kill bad people who deserve it every time (for example, Akutagawa carried a bomb to the military police, and Kyoka killed a family of three)

If Brother Jie came directly in front of Zai Zai, there would definitely be a conflict of ideas between the two.

But if Brother Jie saw the former Yokohama and came back to the current Yokohama, all these conflicts would turn into emotions—fortunately, there is a port mafia, Jae is awesome!

感谢在2021-06-18?22:37:07~2021-06-19?20:54:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Jin Feng; 1 bottle of Da Da Da, Dazai Maomao, Fan Fan No.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!