Ayanokoji in Kexue World

(49) You are like a small animal

Gojo Satoru found it too offensive to call me a liar, so he called me a little liar instead and didn't allow me to refute.When I want to explain, he will say that I am too difficult to lead, and that I am too rebellious.Seeing me being serious because of this kind of thing, he would laugh again.

"It's a bit cute to be so serious like this."

I think I'm the kind of bean bag in the hands of a kabuki when performing ball throws, and he rounds, flattens and throws it around.But regardless of whether I will lose my temper or not, Gojo Satoru can't get angry like this, so I can only describe my mood in speechless.

Back to the task that Yi Gu reported to Gojo Satoru.

I thought I'd meet Bone, but I didn't.

Gojo Satoru took me to teleport to the opponent's secret base.

This secret base is more solemn than other secret bases I have seen in TV novels.It was a newly built temple, as exquisite and clean as a tourist attraction, and you can smell the soothing sandalwood when you open the door and enter the room.

The wooden floor is as bright as water.

When we step inside, the floor reflects people like a mirror.My footsteps subconsciously eased, and while checking my surroundings, I noticed Gojo Satoru was looking at me and laughing, like watching a clown show on a reality show.

"Don't be so careful. This man is hiding underground."

"..."

Gojo Satoru bent his ears and said, "I heard it. In addition——"

Gojo Satoru suddenly slapped me on the back and said: "You are young and timid like a mouse, how decent you are! Come on, you are here to provoke and uphold justice, why are you so timid? Kick the door directly, and say a few words, "If you don't hurry up, you will be arrested, surrender at this time, and I will spare your dog's life"! "

At least eight of the ten sentences are unnecessary to listen to.

"Have you read too many novels?"

"I don't read novels, I watch movies more."

"..."

If I had Osamu Dazai's eloquence, I would choke him and be unable to speak for a long time now.

"Hurry up." Gojo Satoru urged.

"Shout what?"

"What I just said."

"Too long."

"Then, dog thief, I, Ling Xiaolu, came to the door."

"Where is your name?"

"My kind is called deep hidden merit and fame."

"Aren't you going to fight?"

"I'm here to teach you, you still have your part after the fight, so I will guide you." Gojo Satoru put my shoulders on my shoulders and kicked all the things on the altar table, and things rolled in the new temple with a "crackling" sound. Said in a falling voice, "Don't worry, I won't watch my precious student die."

"I'm not your student."

"Remove the word "student", wouldn't it be like you are forcing me to say "you are my baby" in disguise?Don't be so enthusiastic, I'm afraid. "

"…………"

After he finished speaking, he said with a lingering smile in his voice, "Come on, put on your glasses first."

I took out the glasses case from my pocket and put on my glasses.

Putting it on, the new temple changed its appearance.Or it was supposed to be like this, but I didn't see it. The new temple was covered with a layer of water, which just reached my ankles.From time to time, some gray and white fish-shaped curse spirits surfaced from the bottom of the water. Because the level was too low, they basically didn't just rely on instinct to survive, and they were not aggressive towards people.

I lifted my foot, and the water on the new temple also rippled.The small fish in the water immediately scattered and fled.

"I'm playing with water."

At this time, Gojo Satoru immediately grabbed my arm and jumped back. This jump seemed to be free from gravity, and he jumped directly onto the door. When he touched the door again, Gojo Satoru led me to squat on the beam on the temple.But I still didn't see anything, not even a splash of water in the new temple, as if Gojo Satoru was bluffing me.

"This spell spirit has good abilities, and it has invisibility spells. Can it be considered a quasi-level one?" Wujo Wu rubbed his chin self-consciously, "This invisibility can not change the water pattern, so it is quite advanced."

Gojo Satoru seemed to notice my sight, and said, "Don't just rely on your eyes to see. The spells of this mantra focus on the visual form to cover up. But it can't cover up other places, such as its voice. .”

Gojo Satoru should have forgotten that I am an ordinary person whose mana power is so low that even the mantra spirit cannot perceive it.I wear glasses to see spell objects, but that doesn't mean my ears are enhanced.When he mentions "sound" now, for me, it is tantamount to listening to the sound from a computer with the mute turned on.

"..."

After a short silence, Gojo Satoru finally realized his "mistake": "Oh, you can't hear this either? You can't do this!"

As soon as Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he pushed me to the other side, and he himself jumped onto another beam, telling me, "Listen to my command."

As soon as he said this, I felt a very slight chill suddenly on my hands, which was soon accompanied by a burning sensation.It turned out that when Gojo Satoru pushed me away, I was scratched by the curse spirit.And at that time, I could feel a weird and huge wet and cold breath, but because it was late autumn now, the coolness was somewhat blocked by the clothes.

According to my feeling of scratching, the curse spirit should have flexible and sharp spines like hedgehogs, and it will bleed just by scratching.At this moment, the blood on the back of his hand was particularly dazzling.I knew that the artery hadn't been broken, but the blood didn't stop. Beads of blood kept coming out, and even dripped on the stagnant water in the new temple.However, what is interesting is that it was not diluted as imagined, but sank to the bottom like a semi-solid, spreading out needle-like patterns.

"Are you ok?"

"Fortunately."

Now I have two ways to catch the magic spirit without destroying the new temple.One is by blood, and the other is by fish.

"The former", the curse spirit spends a lot of spells to hide its figure from being discovered. It can even hide everything on its body. I just saw that when my blood dripped into the air, there were two The three drops disappeared, which meant that the blood dripped on the curse spirit and disappeared.This is not like a lot of invisible people, once they are stained with external things, such as paint, powder, etc., they will appear because of this.

But to be is to be.

Even if you take something away and disappear, it is still a kind of existence.

"The latter", the existence of low-level spell spirits is the same as that of some deep-sea fish.They don't need to rely on their eyes to observe the surrounding things and the environment. They judge the surrounding situation through somatosensory or water flow.When the magic spirit passed by, I could find that the little fish would scatter by themselves.

Of course, as long as you give time to the method, you will think more and more.

"Ayanokōji, left."

Gojo Satoru's voice rose.

I'm just waiting for this moment, for it to be next to me in person.

I took out one of the most expensive katanas from the storage bag. I made a stroke on the knife, and the touch from the knife told me that I had indeed cut something.It's just that the knife is so sharp that it cuts iron like mud, and there is nothing blocking it.A few seconds later, several hard and thick fishbone-like bones fell into the stagnant water of the new temple.

It's different from what I imagined, I thought it had skin, but now it looks like a spell made of bones.This is another mantra without pain-sensing nerves.Generally, there are no nerves in the bones, let alone pain.Compared with the invertebrate soft mantra, I think its biggest weakness may be that it will be very brittle.

Hard and brittle are two concepts.

However, don't think so deeply now.

Because I slashed it, I obviously felt that its spell was destroyed, and the wind it brought was more obvious.

I settled down, and the blade leaned behind my back.

The wind is getting closer and closer, forming a vortex around me, constantly tentatively approaching.The hair floated in the air as if it was breathing itself.

1 m.

0.5 m.

0.2 m.

0.1 m.

With a slanted knife, a huge gust of wind leaked down. This should be the tail, or the slender waist, or neck.The touch is not too deep.In the way of kendo, there are always more double cuts in the reverse cassock cut.So a slanted knife will not end so quickly.As soon as the touch is gone, you have to backhand immediately.This knife was like going up a waterfall. There was endless resistance hitting the knife body. I didn't feel the lightness of the knife until it reached the ceiling.In front of me, the blue-colored human-shaped mantra with a long tail like a dragon and a snake is actually divided into two halves by me from the opening of the belly. It spreads out to both sides like a flower unfolding its leaves, but there is no vigorous support, and it slumps to both sides. collapsed.

I never thought that the curse spirit, which was not a pure bone, was split in half by me, the subcutaneous organs were clear, and even small living fish jumped out of the stomach and swam back into the water.In addition, this curse spirit is huge, with a stomach as big as my head. The tragic situation of dismembering the body is the same as someone deliberately zooming in on it and smashing it in front of him.

Before I could express my thoughts, Gojo Satoru's footsteps had already landed in front of me, and he said with a frown, "Tsk tsk tsk, even though it's a curse spirit, it will still float away into the air and disappear, but before death, the corpse will be chopped so Disgusting, do you see the red mucous membrane stretched between the viscera? It's sticky and dripping in the stagnant water. Hey, you also broke the duodenum, and the white corpse worms in it flowed out It's still moving... I don't know if the nerves are still wriggling unconsciously after death, or the indigestion of the curse spirit keeps the worm alive... Guess what I saw, the corpse worm has eyes... Hiss— —”

I stepped on Gojo Satoru directly.

"Why did you step on me?"

"Probably because I don't want to listen to you anymore, and when I wanted to leave, I accidentally slipped my foot."

But I didn't expect that I actually stepped on it.It is said that the attack on Gojo Satoru will only approach infinitely, but not close?If I had known this earlier, I would have slipped my feet and hands a few more times when I was in the cafe just now.

"Such disobedient feet should not be in the way, right?"

"Its owner doesn't worry about it, and I don't think Mr. Wujo should worry too much."

"You make so much sense...why did you cover your mouth and nose all of a sudden?"

I watched the magic spirit completely disappear into the air before I slowly let go of my hand and said, "When I don't want to breathe, I accidentally inhale unclean things, it feels unhygienic."

"I met so many conjurers, you are the strangest one." Gojo Satoru looked at me sideways and said, "Why is the air not clean? If you say that, you won't be able to talk and talk in the toilet." Breathe? After all, ammonia is easily soluble in water..."

As soon as Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he looked at me with reproachful eyes: "What did you make me say? I suddenly feel so disgusted."

Is this also my fault...

"Anyway, a certain amount of common sense is a must."

No one has investigated whether the mantra spirits scattered into the air caused some pollution to the air.

In addition, just being influenced by Wujo Satoru's deliberate words, it's best not to inhale this kind of curse spirit, so as not to make yourself sick afterwards.

"Always follow common sense, that's why you're so boring."

"Your opinion. Common sense, to me, is romanticism."

Gojo Satoru glanced at me: "You who are full of romanticism should know that the bleeding must be stopped?" After speaking, he handed me a small bundle of new bandages.

Although my blood was dry, I licked it subconsciously. This is not an act of disinfection, but there is always a comforting effect.

I just started to wrap the bandage when I saw Gojo Satoru staring at my wound without saying a word: "What's wrong?"

He smiled and said, "You are like a small animal."

...was mocked again.

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