Illness Men's Manual

"Weapons?" Fu Heisher tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "You want "Tian Ni Hoko"? "

Instead, he immediately understood the original purpose of Wuzhi through this sentence.

Fu Heisher waved his hand and said lazily, "Do you know how troublesome it is for me to bring him out of the Zenyuan's basement?"

"And even if I die after I recognize the Lord, no one will be able to control it—"

"is it?"

Putting Wuzhi's hand on the head of the curse spirit on Fu Heisher's shoulder, he poked it twice curiously. It was soft to the touch, and it was quite rare for a curse spirit that would not actively attack people.

She said to herself: "This type of weapon is not a dead thing, it follows the rules of owner identification, so it will continue when it meets someone who is perfectly compatible with the host."

"What if it is inherited by blood?"

"..." Fu Heisher paused for a moment, then pulled up the corners of his lips and laughed, stood up and clapped his hands laxly: "It doesn't matter, you can go and try, is there anyone from the Zenyuan family who can pick up the trash?" it."

No other information was mentioned.

Yogiri didn't care too much, showing a shallow smile: "But I'm not talking about "Amagi Hoko", but you. "

The reigning gods all have undead who serve them—named artifacts.

It was a weapon made of necromancers. The higher the level of artifacts, the more powerful they were from undead spirits. Wuzhi and Wuzhi once had a divine weapon, but after being beheaded by Su Nuo, they never subdued the divine weapon again.

The narrow knife that has been used is nothing more than an ordinary weapon infused with divine power.

A soul like him should be able to forge top-level artifacts.

Fu Heisher quietly listened to Wuzhi's identity and explanation, but he didn't react much. He sneered: "Ah, hire me? Do you have money?"

After finishing speaking, he looked up at the shrine with Kiriori, which exudes a simple and simple atmosphere. Although it looks clean and spacious, it is not luxurious, and he pouted: "So there are such poor gods..."

Yuwuzhi couldn't keep his expression on after hearing this: "You don't seem to have completed my commission."

"Ah?" Fu Heisher turned his head, the tails of his eyes slightly raised and he was confident: "He died, but he was resurrected."

And Wuzhi: "?"

This logic is comparable to Wutiaowu.

"But speaking of it, it was because of you and me that we were able to pierce his throat smoothly." Fu Heisher took a slow step forward, squatted down and took back the curse spirit he raised.

There are many good things in it, which have been used by him as a weapon arsenal.

"how?"

Cast eyes with Kiriori.

Fu Heisher stretched out a finger and stroked his chin, showing a mocking smile: "There is no hush money, so I said at that time that it was your commission."

"He was in a daze, so I killed him."

"..."

Even because of this kind of thing, he showed his flaws.

After a moment of silence with Kiriori, he changed the topic: "So what do you think?"

"Ah, I'm a little curious, what's your relationship?"

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Bloody smell.

The tip of the nose was filled with the smell of blood and disinfectant.

The snow-white eyelashes trembled twice, and then slowly opened. Inside was a peaceful blue environment, like fragments of gemstones fell on his eyes, reflecting bright and bright light.

"Wu, how are you doing?"

A familiar voice came from beside him, Gojo Satoru supported his body and sat up, rubbed his hair and shook his head, "It's okay, how long have I been asleep?"

"It's a coma."

Xia Youjie corrected him, he had already changed into a new school uniform and sat beside him, Qingjuan's cheek looked a little injured, but nothing else was serious.

"About two days." Xia Youjie picked up an apple and peeled it, then lowered his head and said, "This is the Affiliated Hospital of the Higher College, and Nitzi just left."

"Then she..."

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and closed it again.

Xia Youjie gave him a sideways look, signaling that he had better not mention Wuzhi's name here.

He let out a long breath and sat up lazily.

Can't help recalling Wujo Wu's expression at that time, Xia Youjie added slowly: "You looked a little crazy at that time, should you calm down now?"

"Ah?" Wujo Gou tilted his head, and simply changed a comfortable position and leaned on the hospital bed: "I have always been calm."

"Oh, really."

Xia Youjie paused, continued to peel the apples, and said with a faint smile, "Your injuries have been healed by the reversal technique, and the reason for coma is that the spell power has exceeded the load."

"..." Wujo Wu was slightly stunned. "ah."

The source of the mantra is negative emotions, that is, his mind was in a state of extreme confusion at that time, and he could not control the mantra in his body as freely as usual.

Gojo Satoru fell into deep thought.

What, how could this be?

Is he so angry?You should feel refreshed after realizing more things, why did you fall down in embarrassment again?

"In short, the matter has come to an end, and the notice from the higher-ups is coming soon." Xia Youjie lowered his eyes, holding a knife with his slender fingertips, and peeled off the peel little by little, revealing the white flesh.

Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered: "So..."

"Miss Heijing has been found." Xia Youjie lowered his voice, and glanced outside the door. At this time, the people sent by the high school and the magic circle should go to get the medical report.

"She was knocked out at the entrance of the corridor. After waking up, she was the one who notified the support staff to rescue me. I found you later."

"Ms. Heijing is fine now, and she was extremely calm when she was informed of the death of the astral body."

"Jay, what do you mean..."

Gojo Satoru frowned, leaned on the edge of the bed with both hands, and looked out the window.

"The remains of the astral body are useless to them, and how to deal with them is up to the guardian. Ms. Heijing left with her body."

Having said this, the two of them knew each other well, Xia Youjie closed his eyes.

And there seems to have found a new astral body, and no matter what, they can't stop the sacrifices that those people think are necessary.

But it has nothing to do with him anymore, Xia Youjie's tone was a little low, he didn't tell Gojo Wu these words, but transferred to his best friend: "Wu, later someone should ask you about... her."

Gojo Satoru said casually: "Oh, what's the point of asking, even if you tell them the truth, those old guys won't believe it."

"You know... what does she want to do?"

Xia Youjie frowned, so far he still couldn't guess what purpose he and Wu Zhi had, to join forces with those guys to do this kind of thing grandiosely.

"I don't know, maybe it's the same as other daydream spell spirits?" Wujo Wu said lazily, seemingly indifferent, but in fact his brain has been running at high speed countless times.

"To put it bluntly, the gods are just products based on human beings."

The wind outside the window carried a few fallen leaves across the eaves.

The climate here is different from the tropical marine climate in Okinawa, where the four seasons are like spring, but here it is almost entering the bleak autumn.

"Probably because..."

"You are conjurers, right?"

Recalling that sentence inexplicably in his mind, Xia Youjie pursed his lower lip and said slowly, "Wu, do you think the two positions can be reconciled?"

"A reconciliation position?" Wujo Wu chewed his words, staring at the apple in Xia Youjie's hand thoughtfully: "Are you serious?"

Xia Youjie's brows relaxed slightly, and he thought about his words and said, "I think...we shouldn't..."

"Jie, don't think about anything too complicated. The existence of such things as standpoints is division." Gojo Wu's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was chewing something, and the tips of his teeth rubbed slowly.

"If you want to merge, you can only completely erase the other."

"..."

Xia Youjie was speechless.

This statement is more inclined to rule.

Although his thoughts were not the same, and he would put forward his usual theories in the past, but after experiencing this incident, he could not deny Gojo Satoru's words.

Not just the truth in it, but... anger.

Standing at the apex of conjurers, they should have the anger and inherent arrogance, and they can't help but want to seize something, take revenge or do more things.

That's fine.

Maintaining such a state of mind can achieve the so-called balance.

After hearing this, Xia Youjie thought about it, raised his hand and threw away the last piece of apple peel, then naturally put it into his mouth and took a bite, the sweet and sour taste filled his entire mouth.

Gojo Satoru: "?"

"Didn't you cut it for me?"

Xia Youjie glanced at him, and slowly ate the apple: "You haven't broken your limbs, so you can do it yourself if you want to eat it."

"Tch, then what on earth are you here for? Give it to me!" Gojo Wutiao snatched the apple from his hand angrily, then took a big bite, and chewed.

not enough.

not enough.

Wujo Wu's eyes flickered, and the sweet juice couldn't relieve the restlessness in his throat at all. He wanted to bite into more pieces, which were whiter and more attractive than the flesh, and easier to crush.

He closed his eyes and calmed down after a while.

Gojo Satoru suppressed the strangeness in his throat, and uttered a sentence: "Jie, don't worry about this matter."

Xia Youjie bent his lips, supported his chin with one hand, and shook the hair on his forehead a few times, "You might as well think about how to take care of yourself next time."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyelids and took a look: "?"

Xia Youjie shrugged his shoulders, stood up and dragged the chair, made a sharp rubbing sound, and laughed at him:

"Who made you declare childish ownership to the whole school with great fanfare from the beginning, and now no one in the entire high school and the magic circle knows your relationship with Wuzhi."

"There were also three unregistered special-level supporters who were rushed to witness it, and it has been determined that she instigated it. Although Ms. Kuroi did not say any useful information, she still identified Yuri."

"The announcement is probably coming soon. The diva's family is already investigating, and she can't leave the capital for the time being."

Sure enough, it caused a lot of commotion, Gojo Gojo chewed a few more mouthfuls, and the hunger that just woke up couldn't be filled for some reason.

Xia Youjie's voice changed, and his thin eyelids curved into a crescent-shaped arc.

"By the way, Kiriori's current identity is—"

"High Commissioner Defector."

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The latest announcement from the magic world:

1. It has been confirmed that the death of the astral body was caused by the second-year students of Tokyo School and Wuzhi. According to Article [-] of the magic circle, Wuzhi and Wuzhi were judged as defectors and sentenced to death.

2. Those who are closely related to the defectors will continue to be held accountable and investigated.

3. Key investigators: Gojo Satoru and Angeji.

4. Before the investigation proves or captures the defectors, the key investigators will restrict their actions and closely monitor them.

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Gojo Satoru crushed the latest notice with a gloomy face: "Damn!"