Color painting collection and a certain strongest

The evening ceremony has already begun, and one after another, people who set up stalls hang up lanterns in front of their shops.

Gojo Satoru, who just handsomely chased away the hated uncle, became the king of children, the MVP of the audience, and was surrounded by three real children.

Lan Tang walked slowly to the end of the line and took out his mobile phone.

"What are you going to do?" Conan's disapproving voice sounded from the front left.

The detective stared at the other party's actions vigilantly, very suspicious that Lan Tang wanted to attack that Chanyuan Mountain.

Lan Tang lowered his eyes and typed slowly: "Just check my father's mission this time."

"And, your task is to teach Wu, not to manage me."

Lan Tang sent a message, put away his mobile phone and walked forward quickly, his faint words were almost drowned by the lively voices around him.

"People who can't see the curse don't need to understand the things in the magic world, and they can't get involved."

Conan looked at Lan Tang with a complicated expression, and was hugged and acted like a baby by Gojo Satoru, who was a circle older than him, showing a completely different gentle look from when he looked at other people.

When Lan Tang looked at children, his eyes were soft, but when he looked at adults, his eyes with indifference danced on Conan's detective nerves. Don was taken to prison.

However, all aspects of reason and observation allowed Conan to understand that the humanoid abilities that Lan Tang read after killing him were all heinous conjurers in private, the kind that would be very satisfying to kill directly.

Ordinary people can't see the curse at all if they look for evidence, and can only make the evil deeds of those conjurers an unsolved case, but Conan can't agree with the behavior of directly killing and then using life and death.

"Ah, it's so annoying!" Conan knocked on his head with a headache, watching the guy with a life in his hand dangling under his nose every day without being able to catch it was simply torture.

"Conan, keep up and don't get lost."

The very responsible Mao Lilan waved in front of him, and Conan simply shook off the headache: "Come on, sister Xiaolan."

He doesn't intend to meddle in the affairs of the conjurer, so he should hurry up and find an opportunity to shake Wujo Wu's three views and part ways!

He hates the magic world without laws!

.......

Wrapped in a thick coat, with fluffy earmuffs on his head, and a large sticky pillow lying on his back, Lan Tang felt that his whole body was warm now, and his mood improved accordingly. Gojo Satoru, who just took off the earmuffs of his body, easily forgave him.

The child king who was dominated by the stars was abandoned by his subjects in less than half an hour because of his bad personality.

The child king lay on the harbor that would never leave him, crying, "Lantang~ I was abandoned."

Lan Tang asked patiently: "Huh? Why don't they play with you anymore?"

Kid King stuck to Lan Tang's back like a melted rice cake: "I don't know, their tempers are more fickle than Lan Tang's."

Gojo Satoru didn't see blue veins bulging on Lantang's forehead at all, and complained angrily: "I just asked them to offer half of the candy to the king, and that girl cried, and the two boys didn't call me the boss anymore. ,Why?!"

"..." Lan Tang was speechless, and even forgot the man who was said to be fickle just now: "Wu, is it because I didn't give you enough candy? Why do you still want to take theirs? "

Gojo Gori said bluntly, "That's a trophy I exchanged for my personality charm, of course it's sweeter!"

"Wow----!!!" There were loud cries in front of the crowd, and the orderly flow of people was in chaos.

Lan Tang: "..."

Lan Tang sent a text message to Mao Lilan with a guilty conscience, and dragged the culprit behind him to go another way.

"Enlightenment, you will be hated by girls like this."

"Lantang is enough for me~"

"...Me too." Lan Tang was instantly led astray, silently thinking about breaking up with his incumbent.

The sky is gradually getting dark, and the lanterns are lit up one after another. In places that ordinary people can't see, strange curses are distributed in various places. In corners, on people, in the air, on the ground, many weak curses render the ceremony like a monster. party.

It was the first time to participate in the festival, Lan Tang was in high spirits, but Gojo Satoru was a little sluggish, especially the meaningless babbling of small curses, which really made him with "six eyes" feel dizzy.

Lan Tang turned his head and saw the apple candy on his shoulder that he hadn't chewed a few times, frowning indistinctly, his eyes lingering on the curse nearby for a moment.The light of the lantern is yellow, so it won't be so conspicuous when it is turned on for a moment.

After making up his mind, in order not to let the golden cube stay for too long and cause commotion, Lan Tang concentrated his energy, palms down.

A small golden cube is held in the palm like a star, slowly rotating and accumulating power.

Gojo Satoru noticed something and just tilted his head in doubt.

All the curses in the festival venue were wiped out in an instant.

It was refreshing as far as the eye could see.

Gojo Gojo's crystal-clear eyes widened little by little.

In the feedback from the 'six eyes', even a trace of filth and filth disappeared.

The sleeves of people wearing beautiful bathrobes of various colors fluttered on the street, and the lanterns cast dim light on the roadside stalls emitting the aroma of food and steaming white mist, rendering this moment like a dream.

There is no disgusting raving like mental pollution;

There is no strange dirty shape;

There is no faint sewer-like stench.

It is a pure ideal land that cannot be seen by magicians, and it is a clean world without curses in the eyes of most ordinary people.

Throughout the ages, no sorcerer has ever seen a pure heaven, and at this moment, it appears in Wujo Wu's eyes.

.......

"Lantang~"

"Ah."

"Lantang~"

"Ok?"

Lan Tang tilted his head, his round golden-green eyes overflowed with gentleness like lake water, and a few strands of curly long black hair swayed slightly by his ears as he walked.

Lantang is so pretty.

Thinking of this, Wujo Wu reluctantly looked at the half of his face that was turned sideways and turned back, only the other party's crow-black long curly hair remained in his sight.

He lowered his head and rubbed against the soft curly hair in front of him, happily bent his blue eyes, and announced loudly in a childish voice:

"I like Lan Tang the most~"

Lovely by the childish and straightforward words, Lan Tang smiled, and the tenderness in his eyes became more and more lingering:

"I also like Enlightenment the most."

.......

"Lantang~ I want to eat that."

Lan Tang stood in front of the takoyaki stall on the left, paid for a box and handed it behind him.

Gojo Satoru had already climbed onto Lantang's back logically, took the street snacks he saw for the first time, and poked them curiously.

Lan Tang walked steadily, and reminded: "Don't sprinkle it on me."

"I know~"

'Pata' A small octopus ball was not poked properly and fell on Lan Tang's long, wavy hair.

The air froze.

"...Gojo Satoru!!!" Lan Tang was furious!

Lan Tang, who lost his mind, was like a cat whose tail was caught by a crab, circling crazily and trying to hit the little bastard on the back!

The owner of the stall selling takoyaki was a grey-haired old man. He and the passers-by watched the two children fighting with each other with a smile. When Lan Tang finally remembered that he couldn't hit anyone like this, he reminded him with a smile. : "The festival is coming soon, if you don't take up your seats, you won't be able to watch the fireworks."

"Ah! I forgot." Lan Tang glanced at his watch, thanked him hastily, and left.

Gojo Satoru leaned on Lantang's back and turned around, smiling and waving his hands: "Thank you, grandpa~"

The tool man Gojo Wu Bodyguard No. [-] lay on the windy roof, silently sent the photos he just took to Gojo Wu's mobile phone, silently followed, and silently admired: I want to participate too , a ceremony without curses.