Mr. Fu Hei doesn't think so

Hui didn't know that the restraint of the conjurer was actually nothing more than a name for Shier.

The superior physical body obtained by the sky and the curse is so powerful that it can completely ignore the constraints.

Shi Er is a rotten person who does not have the good virtue of keeping promises. However, even such a rotten person will have a few promises that he wants to keep in his life.

Restraint obviously didn't work for this man, but it did tie him up.

Because that was He Hui's [promise] - not to lose contact, not to go home, not to die.Adorable to make people laugh.

The only existence in this world who can use the [promise] to bind the sky and the tyrant is Eri, who has passed away, and the [favor] that belongs to him, holding the crumbling rotten man tightly with his immature arms.

The task of assassinating the astral body is very risky. After all, the six eyes of the Wutiao family are quite tricky. If it weren't for the hatred with the magic world and the Yusan family, and the [agreement] with Hehui, Shi Er really might not take this Task.

But he took it anyway.

Because that can completely disrupt or even subvert the temptation of the current magic world.

Before leaving, Shi Er told Hui that he was going to exorcise the curse—the naive little devil had no agreement not to tell lies.

So Shi Er, who is just talking nonsense, is not at all ashamed.

His full words are: [On behalf of the wealthy but because of the dirty inside story, they dare not seek help from the magic world, but spend a lot of money to hire a curse master with a strict tone to exorcise the curse. ]

Hui last life has also heard of such a thing.

It is precisely because there are many such rich people that there is no shortage of sources of funds for curse masters.

Although I don't like my father and the curser to be classified as first-class, but considering the bad nature of this man, Fu Heihui still lowered his expectations for him, and even Er is not a curser, what I really want to say He is more like a mercenary, regardless of whether the target is a curse or a curse master.

——The cause of Shier's death is also most likely related to his mission.

"Don't worry, it will be over in two days."

Going home and handing over the money borrowed from Kong Shiyu to his son, the tall man who was as tall as a hill waved his hand and said so.

The assimilation of the astral body and Tianyuan will be two days later on the night of the full moon, and Shierman only has two days to act, so whether he wants to or not, everything will be settled in two days at the latest.

"Come back the day after tomorrow?"

"...Maybe the day after tomorrow. After all, I have to deal with troublesome employers after work."

"If it's only two or three days, do you want jade dogs to help? They have a good sense of smell...I can let them follow you."

"Then you don't sleep at home?" Shi'er raised his eyebrows. The shikigami lost consciousness, including falling asleep, and the spell would be released. If Fu Heihui wanted Yugou to follow him, he had to stay awake at home.Because it has to provide the mantra for Shikigami's actions, the consumption of physical strength is doubled, which is not an easy task.

"It's just two or three days..."

"Come on, if I nod my head, your mother will come and beat me up in my dream." Shi Er ruffled his son's curled hair vigorously, "Let them take care of themselves, such a big little devil should not worry so much, There are not many people in this world who can kill me!"

Fu Heihui puffed up his face.

Shi Er squatted down and pinched his son's soft face with his hands, and left the door after letting go of his anger.

Fu Heihui poked his head out again when the door closed.

"come back earlier."

Hui, whose face was pinched red, said in a low voice.

Fu Heihui returned to his room and raised his hand to summon the jade dog.

Lying on the furry white dog, he reached out and took a book from the shadow on the ground—it was after he awakened ten kinds of shadow spells, Shier disappeared for a full day, and he never knew where he brought it back Ancient books of techniques.

It recorded ten kinds of shadow magic training methods, which are similar to the content of the ancient book brought to him by Wutiao teacher in his previous life. To be honest, he has almost read it by heart, and now he is just revisiting it.

Moreover, since Jade Dogs all carry the memory of the previous life, probably other shikigami who have been tamed are similar, and there is probably no need to tame a second time in all likelihood.

In fact, it is true. Xiaohui once tried to summon the rabbit with the lowest difficulty outside the jade dog. The group of snow balls as soft as cotton filled the living room with a clatter. They shook their long ears obediently and surrounded them intimately. By the little master's side - the other shikigami who have been subdued in the previous life are similar.

With Shikigami, Fukui Hui, whose mana level is getting closer to her 15-year-old self, has made daily housework a lot easier: large groups of rabbits like snow dumplings run around every corner of the house, and clean up all the garbage and dust with white snow. Sweeping the fur together, wiping every place clean; Jade Dog will also help to clean up things, such as carrying books to the bookcase, or biting dirty plates and helping to deliver dirty cups to the kitchen.

Even before Fu Heihui fell asleep in a daze, the fluffy people would seriously coax the little master up as a cub, and it would not disappear until the spell was automatically released after falling asleep.

More useful than his dad.

Cuter than his dad.

Even so, Fu Heihui still didn't want Shier to have an accident.

[Xiaohui, hurry up and grow up, father will entrust you. ]

...but Mom, you didn't give me time to grow up.

What can this small body do?

Is it enough to set a restraint with Shi Er so that the guy will never return home again?

Don't know, but he's been working hard.

The heavenly mother will bless them too, right?Because she loves her family so much.

Fu Heihui was holding his mobile phone and waiting for Shi Er to report his safety. After waiting day after day, the text message never came.

I want to know the situation of Shier.

Holding such expectations, Hui lay on the pillow sullenly, and finally fell asleep in a daze during the long waiting process.

Fu Heihui had a rare dream, dreaming of Shier.

...It must be a dream, right?

It just seems that the perspective is not right.

This perspective... is like looking at the people above from the ground.

Ah, it should be said that it seems to be staying in Shier's shadow.

Thinking every day and dreaming at night?

No, not right.

Fu Heihui opened his eyes in confusion.

Shir is... fighting now?

The person opposite is...

Teacher Wujo! ?

The strongest sorcerer with white hair and the pupil of the sky was in unprecedented distress, and his eyes were unprecedentedly crazy.

.

Shire is a warrior like no other.

Strategy, force, psychological control during struggle, patience... everything is missing.

He made a plan and successfully dealt with the target he wanted to kill the most - [Astral Body] and the Miko of the Gojo family.

Perfect ending.

But just after he threw the body of [Astroplasma Body] to the Panxing Cult, confirmed that the commission was completed, and separated from the intermediary less than 10 minutes later, Gojo Satoru, who was supposed to be dead, stopped in front of him.

monster.

After being stunned, Shier's face sank.

He had obviously pierced his throat and head with the Tennishoko, and had been stabbed countless times on his body, and he was able to come back to life after stopping his heartbeat and breathing.

Hit by Wujo's spell reversal [He], but his strong body didn't even have a broken bone, Tian and Tyrant pulled out Wanlisuo and Tiannihoko, and quickly analyzed in his mind in just a few seconds.

He knew all the moves of Gojo Satoru's no-lower limit technique, and judging from the previous battle...it would not be a problem to resist all of them.

but why?

Shi'er lowered his eyelids slightly, his wolf-like green eyes were vague.

[Sense of violation].

A strong sense of disobedience came from Wujo Wu.

The man in front of me is the representative of the Chanyuan family who rejected me and the entire conjuration world, and he is undoubtedly the strongest conjurer in modern times.

even thought.

Wanting to kill this man, to affirm myself——

[Sense of violation].

"Come back early." Hui's soft voice came to mind, obviously he was just a little guy, but he stared at him with a serious expression very similar to Eri and said, "Promise, don't forget."

"I see."

On a whim, he made a [promise] with Kei.

[Megumi, please] - and the promise with Eri... No, it was Eri's unilateral entrustment.

This is... the lantern before death?

No, no.

If he doesn't go back alive, he will be blamed by his wife in heaven, and cursed by the brat in the world.

The offensive intention was dispelled, and Shier obeyed the intuitive alarm and began to evacuate quickly.

The special-grade spell tool, Amarihoko, was used as a one-time long-range weapon, flying through the air like a bullet!

However, even so, in the face of the awakened Gojo Satoru, the magic technique that only a few people in the Gojo family know-Xushi·茈, the ultimate of heaven and curse, the strongest killer of the magic technique is still Couldn't dodge it completely.

The little half of Shi'er's body was destroyed, and his entire left hand and some organs disappeared completely.

He couldn't even feel the pain, he only knew that the bloody red liquid kept pouring out of his body, and fell to the ground crackling, smashing out countless bloody flowers.

...?

Ah, did you lose?

In the end, do you still have to break your promise?

Ha, the dying sky and the tyrant sneered: I really am the worst bad guy.

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The blood belonging to Shi'er seemed to fall into the shadow world through the shadow, staining the young child's desperately raised face red.

But there was nothing, no blood fell in.

——Don’t die, don’t die, you promised to come back!

Mom, please let me take care of you. Mom wants you to live a good life.

...I want you to live too.

Even if you are a rotten person, but you finally started to change, my only remaining father...

Fu Heihui desperately stretched out his hand upwards, his sore eyes blurred his vision.

His spell power was almost exhausted by the unknown existence at that moment.

In the dark shadow world like a grotto.

A weak curse embryo hidden in the deepest part absorbed all of Fu Heihui's spell power.

The strong negative emotions belonging to children are the best nourishment to wake up the curse, but at the same time, they are also the catalyst to make that curse go crazy.The weak eggs began to hatch, and the cracks covered the surface, as if they heard the voices of the two people they cared about the most. The cracks shattered quickly, and then, a gloomy filth burst out, and the pair were no different from human beings, but they were cold and dark. A hand stretched horizontally for a full three meters jumped out from the shadows, tightly hugging the seriously injured man above.

——Draw the person into the shadow.

"what--"

Wujo Wujo, who was opposite Shier, opened his eyes wide for the unexpected development, and he rushed forward, but there were only shadows that spread and disappeared like ripples, and only the remaining blood on the ground proved that what happened just now was not a hallucination.

Hey, what are you kidding?

Is that breath a curse?

But it's very weak, probably only around level two, right?It's not worth mentioning at all, but even so, before the curse action, none of the six eyes could detect the existence of the other party.

Have a special technique?The medium is the shadow?

Why did you take that man away?With that level of injury, there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

Gojo Satoru doesn't know the reason, but the actions of curses have always been illogical, especially for curses below the special level, basically they don't know much about thinking.

Do not ponder the logic of the curse action.

This is the basic common sense that conjurers must master.

on the other side.

Fu Heihui, who was half lying in the shadow, woke up at home with a start, panting quickly and sat up.

"……Dream?"

He trembled all over and muttered to himself, but the shadow below him that sank half of his body like a pool and the empty spell power told him that was not the case.

The shadow... had a mutation?

No, the important thing is that just now, even he is real...

Before waiting for Fu Heihui's hands and feet to be cold, he recalled something in panic.

The shadow under him suddenly slid in another direction.

The shadow continued to expand, and finally seemed to expand to a sufficient width, and a pair of big black hands pushed Shier out.

In the next second, the hand turned into liquid and fell back into the shadow.

"Shir!"

Hui was stunned for a moment, but he didn't pay attention to what the thing lodged in his shadow was. His mind was blank, he stumbled and ran over, and threw himself directly on his father.

Small hands check everywhere.

There were no injuries, and the whole body was intact.

As if it was just his nightmare.

But Shir's clothes were gone from the part that was smashed by Wutiao teacher's technique.

Not a dream.

That part of the limb did disappear at one point.

what happened?

do not know.

But still alive.

still alive.

After confirming the fact, the little guy who had run out of mana would pass out almost in a second. He hugged his father's neck tightly, lay on his father's body, and listened to the heartbeat from his strong chest. With the joy of regaining it, he desperately endured the uncontrollable soreness in his eyes.

Great, really great...

Tears finally fell down.

And at that moment, the shadow on the ground suddenly rippled again.

One second, five seconds, ten seconds... A cold, pitch-black hand finally hesitantly stretched out from the shadow.

Except for its pitch-black color, lack of temperature, and unusual width, the hand was almost identical to a human.

Hands carefully explored forward.

Then gently brushed Hui's side face with his fingertips.

It's obviously cold enough to make people uncomfortable... and it also smells of curses, but why?

So familiar.

Fu Heihui turned his face slightly, and the hand followed his movements, brushing across his facial features bit by bit.

——It was as if he could only determine his appearance with his hands because he couldn't see it.

After exhausting his spell power and physical strength, he relaxed because Shi'er was safe and sound, so that Fu Heihui, who was a little confused now, lowered his green eyes and rubbed the palm of that cold hand like a kitten.