Extraordinary Shura field of special magic equipment

Jia Ruozi said that she never wanted to see these two inhumans again.

Who is this platinum hair who sticks to each other and almost sticks together?

Who is this blue-eyed man who looks disgusted and doting on teaching him how to draw?

The human settings are all broken. Hey.

Jiajin Glass stood on the deck and took out a cigarette, which was honored by the members of those small organizations before.

This time quitting smoking failed again.

As long as she thinks of Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu, and Shen Dumin who runs through their entire youth, she can't stop wanting to smoke.

This is already the best ending.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the platinum-haired boy draw an arc like graffiti on the painting.

Like a piercing morning light, it tore apart the boundless sea blue in the background.

The family entered the nitro and took out the lighter, lit it twice, but no sparks came out.

"Destroyed."

The young man's gentle voice rang in Nitzi's ears, followed by the sound, and the smoke and the lighter turned into dust and dispersed.

"Didn't you say you want to quit smoking? Thanks for helping me."

The tone of the boy with platinum long hair carried a sense of youth that time has not erased.

Yokohama is intricate and complex, and the ability to enter the glass is also a very valuable ability for Yokohama.

Only with the help of Osamu Dazai can he sneak out of Yokohama.

Although... Kanto Min felt that the flashing Ango Sakaguchi and Oda he saw at the pier must not be a hallucination.

"The reversal technique can refresh and reset the state of my lungs." Jiarui Nitzi gave a light "tsk", she looked straight in front of her eyes, and the rolling dust was reflected in her eyes, which was the technique used by Shendumin. The filth left after the ceremony slowly and completely disappeared after a few seconds without a trace.

"It's all over." Seeing that Shen Dumin didn't answer, Jia Ruozi turned his head to look, and there was a long-haired boy standing beside her, much taller than her, and his always false smile hadn't changed at all.

"Ah."

Shen Dumin's expression melted into a bit of reality.

"how about you."

"I?"

Shendumin raised his hand, and rolled up a strand of protruding hair that was grown by the family, and smoothed the long hair while the mantra was running, "Next time you get a haircut, please come to me, Nitzi, I suddenly feel like being a barber or something , it still suits me very well.”

The movements of Jia Ruozi's hands were a little disgusting and pulled back her long hair. Covered by the bangs raised by the sea breeze, she bent her eyes, "Remember to reserve a membership card for me when the time comes."

"must."

……

"Where is Shendu?"

Xia Youjie raised his hand and wanted to take back the curse spirit who had been following Jiaxin Glass, but was stopped by Jiaru Glass: "Xia You, ask your curse spirit to help me carry my luggage."

The only one who came back this time was Jiarui Niuzi.

Xia Youjie suppressed the doubts in his heart, and then directed the curse spirit to help the family move back... a chainsaw.

There was also a pink bow tied on it, and Xia Youjie silently asked Manu Ling to move the chainsaw to the corner of the wall.

Jia Ruozi stretched out his hand to flick his coat, and pulled out the scalpel and curse that was close to his body, "I think this thing is too small, it is not convenient for me to use it, and now I have found a better weapon."

The scalpel that accompanied her for many days was ruthlessly abandoned.

Xia Youjie looked at the exaggerated chainsaw, and silently lifted his sleeves.

"Where is Shendu?"

He asked the question again, even though he knew all too well the answer to it.

"I'm going on a trip." Jiarui Zizi stared into Xia Youjie's eyes. The patriarch, who was very good at concealing his emotions, had narrow eyebrows, with purple awns shining in them. He was wearing cassock. In order to make this appearance even more bluffing, he also There is a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his wrist, which seems to reveal a little luster with his movements.

Hearing the expected answer, he subconsciously twirled the beads twice.

"really."

He didn't feel the slightest surprise, and his face was as indifferent as before, "I will tell Wu over there... Nitro, welcome back to the team."

After Xia Youjie finished speaking, he turned and left before the words overflowed between his teeth. The hem of his cassock fluttered along with his movements, rolling up light dust.

It really is...that guy.

Xia Youjie thought of the blue-eyed boy who could use Annihilation, and the vague intimacy between them.

Shendu never took the initiative to get close to them, but he didn't have the slightest sense of distance in front of that young man.

It is something beyond time.

Xia Youjie saw the only group photo of his youth on the table. As the sparks rekindled and the smoke rose, his brows and eyes gradually blurred.

He also had a cigarette addiction when he was young, but he got used to restraint, so he quit.

Probably because it has been a long time since I touched it, Xia Youjie choked twice in a row. He stared at the burning spark until it was about to burn his fingers, and then he woke up like a dream and threw garbage. The still burning smoke was thrown out, just in time to be swallowed by the curse spirit he let out for air.

"...This is not edible."

Xia Youjie looked at the ugly curse spirit dumbfounded, and even chewed it twice before spitting it out with a wow.

Just in time to vomit...in front of Gojo Satoru who pushed the door open.

"Wow Jie, what did you eat this curse spirit?"

Wujo Wu didn't move at all, he has no lower limit, and he is not afraid of those things getting on him at all.

"It's not important, Wu, knock on the door before opening it next time."

Xia Youjie was already powerless to correct the problem that Gojo Satoru never knocked on the door.

"Jie, you are too serious." Gojo Wu lay down on the bed in Xia Youjie's room nonchalantly, put his hands behind his head, and lifted his hands lazily, "Jie, Shendu, I only saw it when I came back. Nitzi, I didn't feel the magic power on him, speaking of it, Shendu is not under my control at all, it's really strange."

As the half-curse spirit he cursed, Shendumin not only has his own meaning, but also can act freely, which seems to overturn all his previous cognition of the magic world.

His six eyes could see the non-curse spirit body wrapped in the black mist of Shendu. Although he could guess the method of Shendu maintaining consciousness, he couldn't perceive how he was not restricted by him.

"Because Shendu is Fusangshen." Xia Youjie didn't turn his head to look at his white-haired best friend, "Besides the magic power forcefully bestowed by Wu, he should have other original powers to rely on, such as another Six eyes."

The disappearance of the same source is Xia Youjie's deepest memory of the six eyes.

This is also the most reasonable explanation for Xia Youjie's guess.

"Speaking of it." Listening to Xia Youjie's guess and explanation, Gojo Wujo said as if thinking of something, "God crossing."

"On vacation."

Xia Youjie replied in a steady tone, "Wu, don't forget, Shendu said to rest, but we still have a lot of things to do."

For example, finding the former bodies of Shendu and Tiannai Riko.

"...Jie, let's kill them all."

The world of conjuration, which had always been shadowed, was brought to the fore after the Hyakki Nightwalking incident, and the follow-up matters were so troublesome that Gojo Satoru wanted to create a magic formula that could clone countless himself.

In Xia Youjie's eyes, the rules of the secular world are not worth mentioning, but... In order to wait for that opportunity, he still maintained his appearance of being handsome and signed the agreement.

Xia Youjie is good at restraining himself, and he is also good at not letting his distaste for monkeys show in the slightest. He is also very good at rhetoric, and he can play with these monkeys in a few words.

Shen Dumin went on a trip.

Gojo Satoru condemned the other party's behavior of not taking him with him when he went on a trip, and he almost lost control of his spell power when he saw the photos sent.

It was a mug shot with just a smiling face.

Gojo Wujo dialed the phone without even thinking about it, and the moment he got through it was: "Shendu is so cunning, he knew I would teleport, so he only took a picture of his own face, who wants to see that you are not as handsome as me."

"Five articles." There was a smiling voice on the other side, "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't tell you this in advance, don't be angry, I will bring you a present."

"Just want to send me a verbal check, Shen Du."

Gojo Satoru was fiddling with the phone while answering the phone. He remembered that there was a location function, and as long as he checked it, he would be able to give Shendu a super big surprise.

The other party has not enabled positioning.

Looking at the reminder that appeared in front of his eyes, he curled his lips, "Tsk, the accompanying gift is Edamame Butter Daifuku."

"it is good."

Shen Dumin hung up the phone, holding in his hand the lamp body that he had been saving at home, which he took time to take away. After all, he was still studying the method of replacing himself.

"Blue eyes, blue eyes, how did you change your body?"

He looked at the blue-eyed boy who was standing on the grass with an easel to take a scene.

On this trip, Shendumin only brought his own lamp body, and Lanyan only carried a painting bag. They were traveling without purpose, without direction, and casually.

"...The original one was destroyed by me."

Lanyan hesitated for a while before saying, "Shendu hates that one very much."

Shen Dumin's expression froze when he heard the words, "Haven't you thought about the consequences of not being able to replace it after it is destroyed?"

His rare, slightly angry question.

"I succeeded."

Blue eyes didn't seem to notice his emotions, and the voice was still quiet, "Otherwise, how can I be your master."

Very familiar self-proclaimed.

The anger that Shendumin had just condensed was appeased at once. He was helpless and angry at the same time, and finally calmed down very quickly, and said the classic lines he saw a few days ago: "There is really nothing I can do about you."

"...Swipe your phone less."

Looking at the gradually plump portraits in the painting, Lanyan saw that his painting skills have improved significantly, and his painting style has gradually changed. The old-fashioned texture still exists, and with his knowledge, he has gradually mixed in other favorites. style.

"Recently I often see Xia You on the news." Shen Dumin didn't listen to him, took out his phone, looked at the interview on the screen, and didn't know whether to laugh or give wax to the ordinary people around him.

"You can go back anytime."

Blue Eyes thought he just wanted to go back.

"Well, I haven't seen the scenery I want to see, so I won't go back. Could it be... the blue eyes are already tired of me..."

Shen Dumin's acting skills improved rapidly after he practiced to stand in front of the blue eyes, although he still couldn't bear the smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

Blue Eyes raised his hand and stroked the long hair of Shendumin who had been beside him for some time.

"will not."