The game vest cannot be dropped!

Smelling the familiar smell of sea salt shampoo on Fu Heihui, Lucius really had a sweet dream.

In the vague dream, what can be seen clearly is Fu Heihui's thin side face.

And the man in the dream was talking to him very gently:

"King, Tsumiki asked you to come to dinner tonight."

Just as Lucius was about to speak, he vaguely heard someone shouting in his ear.

"Pity, wake up."

"Pity."

Lucius opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the tram had arrived.

Turning his head to look at Fu Hei beside him, Lucius realized that time had changed again.

Whether it's him or Fu Heihui, they are different from before.

Lucius, whose dream was disturbed, scratched his cheek, stood up, and subconsciously glanced at Fu Heihui beside him.

Ah, it was the man who had already abandoned him.

Seeing that Lucius had woken up, Fu Heihui said softly, "It's already here."

But Lucius turned his face away, walked forward with the things in his arms, and did not respond to Fu Heihui.

Fu Heihui, who was ignored, looked at Lucius' back in a daze:

Mrs. Lian, are you angry about waking up?

Lucius, who was walking ahead, couldn't help but recall the dream he had just had on the tram.

That was not just a dream of his, but a fragment that actually happened.

At this moment, Lucius suddenly realized that he had never seen Tsumiji even when he came back this time.

He was slightly confused.

According to Tsumiji's personality, it would not be so long not to visit her younger brother in Jugao.

And he didn't even hear anything about Tsumiji from Fuhei.

At this time, Fu Heihui, who was walking behind Lucius, was still frowning slightly, entangled in the fact that Lucius was angry about getting up.

...

In the middle of the night, Lucius quietly walked out of the curse.

According to the address sent to him by the real person, he came to a somewhat dark underground sewer.

Although there was no peculiar smell and it was a spacious space, Lucius still felt a little uncomfortable:

Really, can't you find a normal place...

Lucius continued to walk forward, but no real person was seen in the empty space ahead.

And he probably understood the purpose of Daoist calling him here.

It is nothing more than a confirmation before the action, and may arrange some "tasks" for him personally.

As Lucius walked forward, he suddenly sensed the magic power of the real person appearing behind him.

But Lucius didn't turn his head away, but continued to walk forward with a nonchalant expression on his face.

In the next second, the blue-haired curse spirit appeared from the darkness behind Lucius, and slowly walked under the moonlight in the shadows, as if the time had come, he said slowly:

"Kumizhang Lianta."

"I'm here."

The real person's voice with a hint of a smile made Lucius feel sick, but he turned his head to look at the cunning and cold curse spirit: "Scare me."

Lucius pretended not to notice that the real person was always behind him.

The real person smiled lightly and stroked his lips, looked into Lucius' eyes and said, "The exchange meeting will be the day after tomorrow, and I need you to keep in touch with me during this period."

Lucius looked natural: "Okay."

The soft moonlight was shining on the real person's face at this time, but it did not make his face look more kind, but made the suture-covered face even more creepy.

His pupils made Lucius think they were the pupils of a corpse that had been dead for a long time. They were lifeless. Coupled with his delicate facial features, they were simply eerie and scary.

Coupled with those insignificant little actions, the superior posture of treating Lucius as a plaything, the existence of a real person made Lucius feel sick to his stomach, and when getting along, Lucius restrained himself all the time to directly kill him impulse.

"Also." The real person put his hands behind his back, bent slightly and looked at the boy in front of him: "On the day of the exchange meeting, remember to report to me what's going on inside. If you have the right time, tell me that the place where you put your fingers is very difficult. Finding it is equivalent to a maze, although I have a way, but it also needs enough time."

Hearing this, Lucius was a little thankful for his decision to use these spells to find his fingers last time.Otherwise, although I know that my finger is at the height of the curse, I don't know how to find it.

The real person continued at this time: "At that time, I will let some people come in and play with the students inside~"

Before Lucius could nod his head, the real person seemed to be excited, and continued: "Be sure to be in time, in case the mission fails, we can't get all the fingers in front of the manga, your brother Yuzu Yuren, but It's really dangerous."

The newborn magic spirit wants to play with the softest emotions of human beings, and at this time is happy that he can hold human beings at will.

After using it, kill it. When the time comes, the desperate and sad expression of the person in front of you will provide yourself with a lot of fun.

However, what Zhenren didn't expect was that his prey had already seen his intentions clearly.

Lucius couldn't help but sneered inwardly, but a terrified expression appeared on his face instantly: "No..."

"I will definitely keep an eye on the situation on the court, and I will inform you as soon as I have the opportunity."

The real person nodded in satisfaction: "That's it, let's go, don't be discovered by them."

Lucius turned around with a dazed expression, but the moment the shadow fell on his face, his expression disappeared without a trace.

His red eyes were a little dark, and there was a constant surge of emotion inside.

When he successfully got the finger this time, he would first kill the curse spirit.

Here, Lucius was trying to get the finger, but Gojo Satoru didn't stop investigating him.

"Teacher Wujo, am I right?"

The sound of the vitality of the knotweed came from the other side of the sofa. The young man was holding a curse skeleton in his hand, trying to maintain the stability of the spell in his hand, so as not to be beaten up by the ugly doll in his hand.

At this time, Gojo Satoru was leaning against the door and looking at his mobile phone. Hearing what Katsuobu said, he raised his head and glanced in the direction of Konjou Yujin, then smiled and said, "That's right, hold on."

In the next second, he pressed the send button in his hand and sent the message.

"Help me keep an eye on Lianta Knotweed, the first grader."

It is true that Wujo Wujo's intentional cultivation of Wujo Wujo's coming to practice in the safe house, and the other half is actually Wujo Wujo's intention to temporarily separate him from Yuzhang Reita.

He didn't stop investigating Reita Katsuobu. During the past two days when Yuzuki Yuhito was secretly training in the safe house, Gojo Satoru often went outside to inquire.

He didn't even forget to ask his colleagues to help keep an eye on Lianta Knotthu Zhang when he was not around.

Gojo Satoru looked at Sugisawa No. [-] High School on the phone page and fell into deep thought.

Six Eyes, Chi Xiali, a genius magician, and the magicians around him didn't see anything wrong with Hu Zhang Liantai.

Could it be that my intuition was wrong?

Gojo Satoru silently flipped through the relevant information and specific location of Sugisawa No. [-] High School.

In the end, Gojo Satoru put down his phone and decided to go to Sugisawa No. [-] High School to take a look in the afternoon.

Let's investigate one last time, go to the high school of Reita Huzhang, if there is no problem this time, he will not be entangled anymore.

At this time, the knotweed on the sofa suddenly shouted: "This place is so wonderful!"

But soon, the boy's voice became a little sleepy: "It would be even better if I could watch it with Brother Lian."

As a result, in the next second, the curse body that had been quietly staying in his palm suddenly exploded, violently knocking Knotweed Yujin off the sofa, and the fragrant potato chip crumbs sprinkled his face.

"What!!!" Knotabagi Yujin couldn't help shouting angrily at the doll on the ground, covering his face.

Gojo Satoru hooked his lips and smiled: "Be attentive, Youruhito."

"I go first."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand, turned and left the safe house.

Outside the house, Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes towards the distance.

Sugisawa third high school.

Will there be something he wants there?