I make a lot of money from vests

When Xia Youjie passed by the cake shop, he bought two strawberry cakes.

The price of the cake is not cheap, and the bright red strawberry embedded in the white cream is particularly gratifying.

When he walked out of the store, he started to feel annoyed.

He doesn't like eating sweets that much, and he has never been the one who loves these, so buying two is a bit too much.

He simply took apart one of the cakes. It was just the season for the strawberries to ripen. The strawberries on the cake looked beautiful, but they were not filling, and were rather sour.

The sweetness of the cream spread in his mouth, Xia Youjie sighed: "Sure enough, it's too sweet..."

He didn't open the rest of the cake, and brought it to Gojo Satoru.

He likes to eat this kind of sweet and greasy food, and it can't be said that he likes it, but needs it.

Pedestrians passed by him, Xia Youjie exhaled white air, wrapped his clothes tightly, and walked into the crowd.

There was a strong wind blowing, the whole sky was overcast, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Xia Youjie raised his head and glanced at the gray sky. He looked away and found a black "tent" in the distance.

"Is there a magician nearby to complete the task?"

Xia Youjie didn't leave right away, he walked towards the "tent" and inquired about the level of spell spirits near the location.

"Level one?" he murmured, "Hope is an easy-talking conjurer."

Recently, he has been collecting higher-level spell spirits, and there are not many chances to encounter them at the first level.

The position of the "account" seems to be close, but in fact it is far away.

There were fewer and fewer people around, and the surrounding area was remote. Xia Youjie walked for more than ten minutes to reach the edge of the tent.

This is an abandoned hospital. A place like this is most likely to produce curse spirits.

Xia Youjie easily entered the tent, glass fell from the top of his head, the shaky glass window on the fourth floor fell, and a yellow tennis ball hit the ground.

The tennis ball that fell on the ground was still spinning, and the fine sand was swirled up by the tennis ball.

A finger rests on the tennis ball, forcing it to stop.

Xia Youjie squatted down and picked up the tennis ball on the ground.

He kicked the tennis ball into his pocket.

The abandoned hospital was huge, and Xia Youjie didn't enter from the main entrance.

He looked up at the shattered glass with only the frame left, entered the inpatient department and walked directly to the fourth floor.

A cool air spread over the surface, mixed with a musty smell and a strong smell of disinfectant.

There are all kinds of glass bottles on the ground, some intact and some broken into pieces.

The sound of heavy objects hitting the ground came from upstairs from time to time, Xia Youjie touched the tennis ball in his pocket.

It sounded like a tennis ball hitting the ground.

Is it because of the curse spirit?

Xia Youjie walked cautiously to the fourth floor. There were fine pieces of ice in the air. The higher he went, the more obvious the impact of tennis balls was.

Pushing open the door on the fourth floor, Xia Youjie retreated subconsciously as the cold wind was carrying ice slag.

He summoned the magic spirit to protect him.

There is a thin layer of ice condensed on the ground, as long as the foot steps on it, the cracks on the ice will spread all the way, and at the same time, there will be a "creaking" cracking sound.

The corridors are long and dimly lit.

The mantra was dragged on the ground for a long time.

Xia Youjie walked forward, not forgetting to protect the strawberry cake in his hand.

A tennis ball rolls to his feet.

He saw the figure standing with his back facing him in the cold wind, with a tennis racket in his hand and his back straight.

Even if he didn't see his face, Xia Youjie could feel that he was a confident and proud person.

Yuan Yi heard the movement and turned his head to look at him while serving the ball.

Why is Xia Youjie here?

The gust of wind roared in, the curse spirit opened its mouth wide, and the stench came rushing in.

Yuan Yi couldn't get close to the curse spirit, and was deadlocked here for a long time.

"I'm Xia Youjie, a second-year student at the High School of Conjuration, do you need help?"

Yuan Yi said directly: "I don't need a high school student to get rid of this curse spirit."

The cold wind intensified, and the entire space began to distort and deform.

Yuan Yi's face was sullen, this first-level curse spirit actually constructed an unfinished "Born Realm" at this moment.

Fortunately, this curse spirit has not yet evolved into a special level, and has not opened the "field".

Yuan Yi looked around cautiously, he is no longer in the hospital, but in the birth area where the situation is unknown.

Transparent ice cones meandered upwards, and a huge piece of ice blocked the way forward.

Playing ice in front of him, is the Atobe Kingdom a vegetarian?

There were footsteps behind him, and Xia Youjie gradually approached.

He finally saw clearly the face of the man with his back facing him in the corridor, and instantly he remembered that it was the man he had seen on the tennis court and Yinshi.

He was depressed and glanced at the strawberry cake in his hand.

gone...

He didn't feel sad for a long time, and the people beside him took out tennis balls from nowhere.

He didn't panic at all, he swung calmly, confident and powerful.

Xia Youjie sighed inwardly, such special conjurers are rare.

The tennis ball touches the ice and begins to pick at high speed, cracks begin to appear on the ice.

The splashed ice slag rushed towards them.

Xia Youjie raised his hand, and the huge rainbow dragon was entrenched in front, blocking the ice slag for them.

Yuan Yi turned his head, and habitually pressed the tear mole on the corner of his eye, what he said was not pleasant: "My uncle said, there is no need for high school students to intervene."

Xia Youjie was not angry, this curse spirit was clearly not a level that ordinary high school students could reach.

He understood that the arrogant-looking man in front of him was more for his own good.

Xia Youjie said, "Sir, I am a super-class magician."

There are only three special-level magicians so far, and one high school student is a special-level, which is shocking enough.

Xia Youjie observed carefully, and as expected, he saw disbelief and surprise on the man's face.

But for some reason, he faintly felt that all his emotions were on the surface, giving him a very false feeling.

"Special magician?" Yuan Yi stared at him, and said again, "Wujo Wu or Xia Youjie?"

Xia Youjie was not surprised that he knew that he and Gojo Satoru, as super magicians, more or less had news spread outside.

High school student, super class, these two words are easily associated with him and Gojo Satoru.

"Sir, I'm Xia Youjie." He stared at Yuan Yi, and most of the time he didn't behave like a teenage high school student, "May I take the liberty to ask your name?"

"Atobe Keigo."

After Yuan Yi finished speaking, he stopped looking at him. He looked calm on the surface, but in fact he was very flustered.

For fear of being exposed.

The vest of Sakata Gintoki is the person closest to his original character. At that time, except for highlighting certain settings of Sakata Gintoki, he played in his true colors at other times.

Later, when he was Yoshiyuki Tomioka, "Martin Morning" started expression management. He has always been facial paralyzed and is not afraid of revealing his secrets.

But it's different now, he can't manage his expressions well, and Xia Youjie might be able to find clues if he shows a little flaw, which arouses his suspicion.

Calculating the time, it should be not long after the death of Gintoki Sakata.

Yuan Yi accidentally saw the strawberry cake in Xia Youjie's hand, and his expression became very complicated.

I always feel that I owe some debts that I can't repay in my lifetime.

The cracks on the ice wall gradually widened, and with a loud noise, huge ice cubes rolled out, and the ice wall disintegrated and collapsed.

Yuan Yi quickly pulled Xia Youjie to hide behind the icicle next to him.

Sensing Xia Youjie's gaze, Yuan Yi quickly let go of his hand.

He snorted coldly: "Is this the alertness of a super magician?"

Xia Youjie clenched his fingers tightly, facing Yuan Yi's ridicule, he was not too angry, but instead thanked him gently: "Thank you, Mr. Ajibe."

Yuan Yi kicked off the ice, looking for traces of the curse spirit.

Xia Youjie followed him half a meter behind him.

Yuan Yi casually asked: "I heard that among the three super-level magicians, one of the three special-level magicians' spells is magic spells, which can control the absorbed magic spirits. Is that you?"

Xia Youjie said: "It's me. After seeing the tent, I checked and found that there is a first-level curse spirit here, so I took the liberty to come here."

Yuan Yi stopped suddenly, and Xia Youjie was forced to approach him.

The ice pick above his head suddenly fell to the ground, if Yuan Yi didn't stop, the ice pick would penetrate his head.

The entire space began to vibrate suddenly, and the ice cones of different sizes above the head were affected by the vibration, breaking and falling.

Yuan Yi sullenly said, "Run!"

Honglong received the order and flew up to block them.

The space is too small, and the rainbow dragon is too big, and some of them cannot be used.

The ice cone fell on the hard rainbow dragon, but it had no effect on the rainbow dragon.

Suddenly there was a ringtone, and Xia Youjie's phone rang. He unhurriedly took out his phone, and the caller was Wujo Wu.

"Jay, when will you be back?"

He couldn't wait any longer, if Xia Youjie didn't come back, he would have to go out to buy sweets by himself.

"Wait... wait... soon."

His voice was intermittent, and the voice on the other end of the phone was very complicated.

Gojo Goku frowned and asked, "Jie? What happened to you?"

Xia Youjie: "...I'm in the field of birth, and the signal is not very good."

The wind whistled, and the sound of heavy objects falling continued.

Wutiao Wu needed to listen carefully to hear what Xia Youjie said clearly.

"Have you met a curse spirit? What level?" A curse spirit that can construct a birth domain is at least level one, "Is it level one?"

Xia Youjie responded quickly, with a brief "hmm".

It's just one level, Gojo Satoru isn't worried that Xia Youjie won't be able to handle it.

Yuan Yi suddenly chuckled mockingly: "Heh, super magician."

Xia Youjie heard the ridicule: "Let's not talk about it now."

Before Gojo Satoru came and asked who the other voice was, Xia Youjie hung up the phone.

He glanced at the clock, boredly staring at the rotating second hand to relieve boredom.

I'm going to explode, I want something sweet.

He took the key, opened the dormitory next door, searched up and down, and actually let him find a small bag of sugar hidden in the vent.

It was brought by him when he was on a business trip abroad, and he lost it after eating a few.

Gojo Satoru curled his lips and said, "I know that a certain curly hair stole it."

He stuffed the sugar into his pocket, closed the door, and the dust on the door fell, floating in the air and dissipating quickly.

What was once lost is now found.

He tried to call Xia Youjie again, but the signal was not connected to the server.

The space began to collapse, and countless ice cubes rolled down.

Xia Youjie carried the cake and quickly walked through the tunnel that was about to collapse.

"Did you smell a smell of disinfectant?" Yuan Yi asked suddenly.

Xia Youjie took a deep breath, pointed to the intersection on the left: "It came from there."

Yuan Yi walked ahead and entered first.

Xia Youjie followed silently, the feeling of being protected was too subtle.

This conjurer named Keigo Atobe seems difficult to get along with, but he is very reliable.

Yuan Yi didn't know what Xia Youjie was thinking in his heart. While observing the situation, he was distracted chatting with "Martin Morning".

[Your acting skills have improved a lot. ]

"That's because I didn't take it seriously before. When I acted seriously, I must be the Oscar winner."

In life, who is not a showman.