Only 5t5 persecuted world

God, what kind of world is this, what kind of world is this?The dignified super curse master was forced by life to change his career and become a human trafficker!

Is it because the MLM industry is sluggish or is your staff too hungry?If I had known this before, why bother to leave the high school of spells that they reimbursed for unlimited amounts and do it alone?

Sad, sigh.

but!The hatred of carrying Zhizhi from the warm high school all the way to the mosquito buzzing country road will never be appeased because of the other party's financial difficulties!

This is kidnapping!She must catch Xia Youjie into the situation and reflect on herself!

"You can keep silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court." Xuejian Weizhi sighed, "Stop it, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn back to the shore, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. Where is there no fragrance at the end of the world Grass, why do you have to eat the rice? I think you must have the heart of the Buddha in the cassock, so it is better to get rid of the six roots and stay away from the world of mortals, and return to the original."

This person did not do a full set of acting, he pretended to wear a cassock but did not shave his head, look at the thick hair that makes people hate him, how does he look like a monk!

Xuejian Weizhi didn't envy Xia Youjie for saving his hair by not using 996 after defecting, absolutely not, not at all, not a single drop.

Zhizhi: "Share one of your hair growth formulas for me."

Xia Youjie: "???"

Xia Youjie, who was robbed of his lines before he could speak, was temporarily interrupted by Zhizhi. While recalling his script in his mind, he said to Yuko Jijing, "Go to the side, I will deal with yours later." problem" look.

Yuko Hime didn't receive any hint from Xia Youjie at all, or she did but she didn't care.

At the moment when her identity was exposed, there was nothing to hide or struggle anymore, she had seen through her own heart!Her life and soul belonged to her angel!

Smelly man, why are you flirting?Sister is not rare!Your little tricks won't seduce her!

Xia Youjie had a lot of things that MMP didn't know whether to say or not. It was only because of his self-cultivation and calmness that he had cultivated for more than [-] years that he didn't take out a stick and beat the two demonic women to death.

"You can smell the blood in the village, do you want to see what happened?" Xia Youjie made an inviting gesture.

Wilderness, monks, villages with a strong smell of blood, Liaozhai elements are complete.

Xuejian Weizhi felt that Xia Youjie shouldn't join the Panxing Sect, he should go to Lanruo Temple.

Xiaoqian is that you Xiaoqian?

The soles rubbed against the weeds to make a rustling sound, and the branches with small barbs lingered on Mie Yukini's skirt. The road was difficult to walk, and the place had been abandoned for many years.

The smell of blood became stronger the further you went in, like a huge blood moon getting closer and closer to people, with malicious eyes staring at the uninvited guest without blinking.

It is unbelievable that not even a curse spirit was born in such a tragic scene.Xuejian Weizhi looked around, and the filth left by the mantra was like overlapping footprints.

"Only the negative emotions of ordinary people can create curses." Xia Youjie, who was walking in front, seemed to know her question, and said, "Conjurers can't."

That's not necessarily the case, Yukimi Mie didn't say anything.

My friend, you probably haven't been to Yokohama.If she has a chance, she must introduce her best friend, Holy Grail, and walking black mud maker Osamu Dazai to you.

"Ordinary people create curse spirits but rely on conjurers to exorcise them. The people you protect are the culprits of everything." Xia Youjie stopped in front of an old basement door, with a mixture of anger and indifference appearing in his eyes. Emotion, "Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"Okay?" Zhizhi tilted his head, "The supply exceeds the demand, and the conjurer is an iron rice bowl."

In today's society where unemployment is worse than death, a job that pays a lot and has a high status and never needs to be laid off, even if it has a high mortality rate and no weekends, can make countless people envy and hate.

Xia Youjie pushed open the door of the basement, and gestured please to Xue Jian Weizhi.

The ground was very damp, with an unpleasant smell of swill. The lowest floor was a huge iron cage, and the two broken chains in the cage were already rusted.

Someone was locked up here.

"Do you still remember the twin sisters with me?" Xia Youjie said, "This is their hometown."

The remote and closed village, the ignorant villagers, the twins who have special powers and are called bad omens... "I probably know." Xuejian Weizhi looked indifferent.

"It really deserves to be killed." The black-haired girl looked up at the bright blue moon in the sky through the bars and iron windows at the top of the basement, and the gentle moonlight stared at the world forever.

"If you defected because of this reason, I can understand. You don't have to settle the account of kidnapping me to the wilderness today. Go back."

Her expression was indifferent from the beginning to the end, without the resentment or surprise that Xia Youjie imagined.

However, Xue Jian Weizhi's attitude towards the villagers being wiped out gave Xia Youjie a little hope. He thought that this young super magician was worth persuading.

"If we create a world with only conjurers, such tragedies will never happen again." Xia Youjie said softly, "I'm a little curious. When I talked about the encounter between Mimiko and Nanako, you didn't As calm as you seem—does it remind you of something?"

"Create a world with only magicians?" Xue Jian Weizhi tilted her head, suddenly laughed, and asked without answering, "I've heard of a guy who wanted to create a world with only ordinary people. To achieve your wish, you seem to have to Fight him first."

Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky, as a person with supernatural powers, wanted to create a world without supernatural beings, and he was the pioneer who sacrificed his life.

"Your wish is very interesting." Xuejian Weizhi stretched his waist, "but it is too difficult to realize. In my memory, 'Xiayou' does not seem to be the surname of a family of magic spells. Your parents are A conjurer?"

Her voice originally had a hint of a smile in it, but it gradually disappeared when she saw Xia Youjie's indifferent eyes.

Xuejian Weizhi said softly: "...you killed your parents?"

"For my righteousness." Xia Youjie said calmly, "My parents must not be an exception."

Xuejian Weizhi looked at Xia Youjie for two seconds, then turned and left without saying a word.

"I have nothing to talk to you about." She said without looking back, "I'm glad I'm in a good mood today, I just received the pocket money from Teacher Wutiao yesterday, otherwise you would have been caught by me to exchange for a reward—— Curse Shi Xia Youjie's head is quite valuable, I have to say that I am also very moved."

Isn't it fun to go home at night and watch the new show with Wu Miao in your arms?Why did she want to chat about life and ideals with a confusing person in the wilderness?His parents gave birth to him as a raw piece of char siew.

"Xuejian Miie, a native of Yokohama, top-secret file code A6013, was taken in by the Supernatural Secret Service when he was seven years old, his parents died at the hands of a super-level curse spirit, and the super-level curse spirit was exorcised on the same day." Xia Youjie's voice came from Xuejian. Weizhi came from behind, "No one knows what happened that day, except you as the person involved."

Xue Jian Weizhi stopped, she was standing on the steep steps from the basement to the ground, Xia Youjie was standing at the entrance of the basement, they looked at each other through the steps.

"I'm a little curious about your experience, so I checked it out and found a very special place." Xia Youjie looked up at Xuejian Weizhi, "You never went to kindergarten, you entered school for the first time when you were six years old , and transferred three times in the same year.”

"Each transfer is a request from your parents. There is no record for the first two times. The last time and the last time your parents transferred you to the school before your parents died. A boy of your age has disappeared. So far No whereabouts were found."

Memories of the past are like reflections in water, the ripples gradually stop and the reflections become clearer.The black-haired girl stood on the bank of the river, staring at the little girl standing quietly under the water.

Very short, with a radish head, beautiful double ponytails, and a bright yellow bow tie on the braids, wearing a gray-blue school uniform and standing with the children whose faces cannot be seen clearly, the left eye is covered by a white medical Covered with gauze.

She curled her lips towards Yukimi Mie, and raised her blood-spattered hands.

"I haven't recalled the past for many years." Xuejian Weizhi said to her childhood self, "What happened in childhood may affect a person's life, and every tragedy hides the shadow of ignorance. You have to welcome Go forward with the light, don't look back."

The distorted, dark old film flashed frame by frame, gradually transitioning from light gray and white to depressive black, and at a certain point, it turned into an ominous red.

All the dark tones come to an abrupt end here. In the film, the serious and simple man in kimono spreads a hand full of candy, and the green-eyed detective in a beret arrogantly sends out the marbles in the wave soda, which get stuck in the sewer The kite-eyed youth struggling desperately and the red-haired man who was drenched in his friend's shirt were competing in a tug-of-war. The blond youth holding a notebook next to him broke a newly bought pen.

Bright, gorgeous colors fill the black and white of the film, and a pair of blue eyes that are so beautiful that even the water of the Milky Way above the nine heavens can't describe its one-tenth of a ten thousandth of it is lazily squinting.

"Xia Youjie, you've got the wrong idea." Xue Jian Weizhi pulled her hair by her ear, shook her head with a smile, "I don't mind others exploring my past, no matter how unspeakable the past sounds, it just sounds like a Strange story."

"Unlike you who are obsessed with living in pain, I only pursue joy and joy. I live in this world for happiness."