Illness Men's Manual

"Didn't find it?"

The subordinate in black carefully glanced at the orange-haired cadre in front of him. Although he was full of questions, he didn't dare to ask, and could only answer in unison.

"Report to the Central Plains cadres, no target found!"

This is not Yokohama, and it is too difficult to find someone who has never met without any clues, and you can only listen to the Central Plains cadres dictating the appearance of the other party.

Without even a vague image, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Then, then... just keep looking, it doesn't matter if you can't find it."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a moment, and turned his back to his subordinates, a little lacking in confidence. Although he said so, his impatience was self-evident.

"Yes!"

The subordinates can only bury their heads and continue to search the nearby area. Fortunately, there are no hard requirements for the task, and they will not be scolded if they cannot find it.

After the dissolution, Nakahara Nakaya grabbed his coat and rushed to the top floor of the hotel, staring calmly at the still busy streets of Tokyo with a more serious expression.

Knowing that these people were invisible to Wuzhi, he still sent orders to find them like a mentally retarded person.

What's going on?

Perhaps it is a habit developed over the years, and Wuzhi never disappears for so long for no reason, no matter what happens, she will come back on time at night.

It just disappeared for two days without any news.

If you don't go back to the shrine, then you can only go to Panxingjiao again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, activated the red light all over his body and jumped lightly to the tall building a hundred meters away, his footsteps sank slightly, and the dark and sharp figure shuttled between the tall buildings.

It didn't take him a moment to return to the Panxing Sect where he came two days ago.

Is it really still inside?

Central Plains is also not sure, although this is a religious gathering place... In fact, it is controlled by the curse master behind the scenes, maybe you can see some things...

But with Wuzhi's strength, he wouldn't be detained so easily, right?

Just as he was thinking wildly, Zhongyuan Zhongye stopped in his tracks.

The already quiet Panxing Sect headquarters was even more silent at night.

is the boundary.

Barriers with black patterns shrouded the entire Panxing Cult. There were no such barriers when I visited last time, and Zhong Yuanzhong squinted slightly.

But now he is no longer a irascible character, maybe his temper has not changed, but his worries have also increased.

It would have been fine if he hadn't been discovered if he went in, but the enchantment looked very strange. If he was discovered, not only would there be problems with the cooperation of the leader, but it would also be difficult for him to explain his intrusion into the Panxing Sect.

The existence of Wuzhi has been kept seamless by him all these years.

Even Chief Mori doesn't know.

He pursed his lips. Does this also mean that there is indeed some connection between Wuzhi and Panxing Cult? If he can't enter, then is there any other way...

Zhongyuan Zhong also squatted outside Panxingjiao and held his head with his hands, ahhh, never thought that he would be so troubled by things other than missions.

Maybe it's just a matter of having something with Kiriori...

correct.

This is Tokyo. Chuya Nakahara calmed down and raised his arms slowly. I heard her say that the land god in Yokohama has disappeared, so Tokyo should still exist, right?

Would it be more convenient to find other gods?

Zhongyuan Zhong also squinted his eyes slightly. It shouldn't be difficult for his physique to see the gods even if he didn't let out the barbaric spit, and he once heard that there are many wandering gods in this world who accept commissions.

Perhaps it was his intuition that Nakahara didn't intend to do nothing.

The figure of the orange-haired boy disappeared at the door of Pan Xing Sect in an instant.

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"come over."

It's already the third sound.

Yu Wuzhi still crawled under the eaves without moving, not wanting to talk to Xia Youjie at all.

"Are you angry?" Xia Youjie smiled.

"There are indeed a lot of activities recently, and going out with me will be more relieved than being locked up here?"

Xia Youjie started talking to himself again.

"By the way, I met a very special child recently." Xia Youjie said as expected, not caring about Wuzhi's attitude at all, but he didn't allow her to take a step away from his sight.

Would rather be ignored than take a step back.

This desire to control with incomparable arrogance was so captivatingly displayed by him.

Xia Youjie leaned lazily against the door, his hair hanging from his forehead fell to the corners of his eyes, he looked like a sycophant.

"There is a super-level curse spirit in that child's body. I can feel the power of that super-level, very powerful." Xia Youjie said, a trace of strangeness appeared in his usually unfathomable eyes.

"As long as you get that curse spirit, there is no need to absorb these low-level curse spirits."

Yuwuzhi wagged his tail, the snow-white little fox only had the tip of its ears and the tip of its tail showing fine powder, like an exquisite decoration in a shop window.

When she heard Xia Youjie's words, she opened her eyes, as if questioning his words.

Forcing myself to absorb low-level spells or something...

Wasn't it the path he chose in the beginning? Xia Youjie, as a magician, took responsibility and righteousness on his shoulders, while he, the curser in front of him, was denying himself at that time.

contradiction.

Human beings show various lively gestures because of contradictions, and they also fall because of contradictions.

"Ah, don't you agree?" Xia Youjie smiled slightly and tilted his head: "But I heard that the child was almost sentenced to death in the college because of the curse spirit."

what?

Wuzhi and Wuzhi were stunned for a while, the death penalty?

Xia Youjie stared at the little snow-white fox in front of him with a dull expression, let out a muffled laugh, and fished her over with one hand while she was not paying attention.

"squeak--!!!"

Furious, Yu Wuzhi slapped Xia Youjie's back vigorously with his tail, and the red marks stood out on his fair skin.

Yuri, whose nails were forcibly cut, was so angry that he couldn't eat for a few days.

Xia Youjie immediately raised one hand, assuring Wuzhi: "I'll just touch the tail and not touch other places."

Then say.

"Is it difficult to accept? The high school will sentence ordinary people to death?"

She rolled her eyes with Kiriori, what's unacceptable, if she hadn't rescued Tenuchi Riko at that time, as an ordinary person, she would also have to sacrifice for the magic world, and it would be no different from the death penalty.

The next astral body will continue to appear.

... If you really want to say it, except Gojo Satoru.

Conjurers also depend on ordinary people to survive.

"What did you think of? Xiao Lizi?" Xia Youjie leaned closer to Yu Wuzhi, looking at Yu Wuzhi with a bit of regret from time to time.

As for what he was regretting, Yuwuzhi just wanted to sneer.

"Of course, Wu didn't agree, and forcibly intervened to let the child go to school." Xia Youjie seemed to recall the past, shaking his head and smiling helplessly.

"The high-level executives in the magic world are still not so clear-headed. Rather than destroying them, it is more beneficial to pull them into the camp."

His fingertips gradually tightened, almost strangling Wuzhi until he couldn't breathe,

"Would you like to go see the child with me?"

Xia Youjie obviously planned it long ago, and he took Wuzhi and Wuzhi away from the Panxing Sect.

The streets of Tokyo are crowded with people.

Wearing cassock, the appearance of Xia Youjie hugging the little fox is of course particularly eye-catching, and he is not moved by many eyes and cameras.

Yuwuzhi felt something heavy attached to his sky, and he didn't have the idea of ​​acting rashly, but a pair of round eyes kept searching around.

"They're all praising you."

Xia Youjie smiled in his eyes, and walked to a small shopping mall that was not too remote with Wuzhi in his arms.

The shopping mall has three floors, and the air inside is not very circulated. Many shops are close to each other and most of them are clothes and groceries.

It's just that the business is not very good, and no one comes in to shop.

There is also a sign that it will be demolished on the door.

Xia Youjie walked to the shade of the stairwell, lowered his head and smoothed Shun and Wuzhi's hair, and said in a deliberative tone, "What kind of curse spirit should we put? Shouldn't it be low-level? Otherwise, the kid wouldn't be able to come."

What does he want to do?

Be on alert with Wuzhi, Xia Youjie wants to release a spell to attract students from the high school?

"Don't worry, this time it's just a test."

Xia Youjie noticed Yu Wuzhi's eyes, bent his lips, and teased in a low voice: "Do you care about the life and death of these monkeys?"

"As a god, shouldn't you be more indifferent?" The black-haired man in cassock leaned closer to Yuzhi's ear, and his tone was like vines from the abyss climbing up his back.

Like a flower blooming in hell, it bewitches every undead that comes and goes.

Yuwuzhi looked at him coldly, with slightly raised eye ends showing a different style, and a little coldness leaked out of fatally alluring eyes.

Xia Youjie's eyes sank, and he put Wuzhi into the spacious skirt. The advantage of the cassock is that it is very loose in addition to the necessary momentum, which is very suitable for putting some things.

He opened his palm, and the black vortex rose slowly, crawling out of the vortex with a thick ink-colored malice.

The black-colored face was like a distorted image in the candlelight, and his hair was scattered. Xia Youjie leaped lightly onto the back of the curse spirit and flew to the highest point.

"If you're level two, you should let that kid and his companions come over." Xia Youjie put his fingertips on his chin and pretended to think for a moment, and finally showed a satisfied smile: "It's a pity, I saved my life, monkeys."

monkey……

A small question mark appeared on Yu Wuzhi's head, and he pulled Xia Youjie's skirt desperately with his limbs, poking his head out.

"Huh?" Xia Youjie glanced down, "The good show will start after a while, and according to the speed of the high school, people will be sent in the afternoon."

...As long as Wujo is not enlightened, it will be fine.

Thinking about it with Kiriori, he didn't have much interest.

Speaking of which, it was unexpected that the guy stayed in school to teach. I thought Gojo Satoru, who had this personality, would become an unfettered magician after graduation.

And Xia Youjie's character is more suitable to stay in school to teach and cultivate the next generation of magicians.

He was completely upside down with Xia Youjie.

After a while, the people in the shopping mall were frightened by the sudden change and rushed out. Although the second-level spell spirit released by Xia Youjie was low-level, it could already cause a lot of mental pollution for ordinary people.

After a few bangs, the door of the shopping mall was forcibly closed by Xia Youjie.

Only Xia Youjie and You Wuzhi were left floating inside, and the curse spirit released to do evil, dutifully guarding the gate.

The bored Xia Youjie patted his sleeves lightly after landing, walked to the door of the bookstore and picked up a book of foreign matter to read.

And Wuzhi turned his head with great effort, and when he looked up and saw the title of the book in Xia Youjie's hand, his hair exploded instantly.

"Animal Breeding Manual"

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