A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

"I understand the truth—"

Looking at the shards of glass falling on the floor, Xia Youjie squeezed the book in his hand, and with a dark complexion, he questioned Wujo Wu, who was enjoying Weaving Dream's care.

"Even if you become stronger, there's no need to break the glass through the window, Wu!"

If they didn't hide quickly, the glass shards would have hit them!

Wujo Wujo, who was still squatting on the window sill, didn't answer, Zhimeng caught his anger first: "Jie, the glass is okay, the main reason is that Wujo doesn't look like—"

Before finishing this sentence, the white-haired boy who was staring at him on the window sill suddenly fell down, and Zhimeng hurriedly stepped forward to catch him.

The solid weight fell on his arms, and Zhimeng almost fell down after being hit by him.

"Enlightened?"

Xia Youjie at the side immediately came over to help him share the weight: "I'll do it."

Reaching out to lift the white-haired boy's upper body, seeing him closing his eyes and looking so rare and quiet, Xia Youjie put his head on his shoulders with all his strength.

"Is Wujo tired?" Due to Wujo Wu's usual powerful posture, even though his body was stained with blood, Zhimeng didn't feel that the other party's sudden fainting was a serious injury, but just thought he was tired: "Let's put him in the guest room to rest first. Jay."

With no one in his arms, Zhimeng suddenly went to open the door for Xia Youjie so that he could carry him to the guest room.

Because Gojo Wu broke the window and entered a bit too loudly, Xia Youjie carried the man to the guest room, and there was a sound of going up the stairs from the stairs.

Mr. Jiachang shouted in panic while climbing the stairs: "What happened? Is there a thief, master!"

Followed by the courageous and curious Nanako.

"It's all right!" Zhimeng walked over to explain and comfort him: "It was just an accident, there are no thieves, and the house is safe."

"I saw Wutiao brother!"

Nanako, who was following behind, happened to see the white head carried upside down by Xia Youjie in front of her, and then she couldn't see it when she entered the door.

The white-haired girl asked curiously, "Why was Brother Wutiao carried into the room by Brother Xia You?"

"I realized that he was just a little tired..."

Bending down and rubbing the white-haired girl's head, Zhimeng smiled warmly at her: "Don't worry, it's fine, Nanako can go on playing, I'm here."

After successfully coaxing the father and daughter away, Zhimeng walked towards the guest room, but did not hear the astonishing question from the little white-haired girl.

"Father, is Brother Xia You cheating on Brother Wutiao?"

"Cough, cough, cough——" Mr. Yanchang was choked immediately, and looked at his daughter who was not surprised and died endlessly with a shocked expression.

"Nanako... what are you talking about?"

"Because, Brother Xia You obviously likes Brother Zhimeng more, but he just left Brother Zhimeng and carried Brother Wutiao back to the room."

The white-haired girl had a stern face, but her tone of voice was extraordinarily clear.

"So, Brother Xia You must have cheated on her - it's always been shown on TV that Mom watches!"

"...Dad, why are you hugging me? Nanako can walk by herself!"

"In this way, we can quickly turn off Mom's TV, and Dad has something important to tell you!"

He must solemnly tell his two daughters that people are deceiving people on TV, and they should not study indiscriminately!

How could there be such a relationship between Master Xia You, Master Wutiao and Master Zhimeng!

Relying on debts angered Fuheshier and fought him with all his strength, forcing Gojo Satoru to upgrade successfully.

He finally learned the reversal technique! ! !

Therefore, on the basis of the inversion technique, it is easy to use the [He] which is the inversion of the technique, and the strongest attack [茈] generated by overlapping the [Cang] and [He].

He even faintly touched the threshold of the field.Although he hasn't tried it yet, he can be sure that he can expand the field.

With a sudden upgrade, Gojo Satoru, who felt that he was the only one in the world, finally experienced for himself how powerful he is in the parallel world——

Now he is so strong hahaha!

"So the matter of recruiting Fuhesher is in vain!"

After listening to the concise explanation above, Xia Youjiepi looked at him with a smile on his face.

"of course not."

After waking up, he cleaned himself up, and enjoyed the white-haired boy who helped Zhimeng dry his hair.

"I paid ten times the final payment and became his boss again."

Xia Youjie choked, feeling that there was nothing left to say.

This is all done?How much does that guy love money? ! !

"Who is that person you are talking about?" Weaving Meng asked curiously, and when he thought of something, he suddenly understood.

"Is it the employee that Jie mentioned last time that Wu is going to recruit? It sounds like he is very powerful."

Gojo Satoru looked at Xia Youjie sharply.

The black-haired ball-headed boy smiled back at him: "Yes, that's that person. It seems that Wu has been successfully incorporated."

Even if the compilation is unsuccessful, the acquisition is probably successful...

"Really? Then take me to see it another day." Zhimeng smiled and put down the towel, and finished wiping her head.

The white-haired boy replied calmly: "Ah, I'll take you to see it next time."

Then, he excitedly invited to fight: "Zhimeng, let's fight in the domain!"

"Okay." Weaving Dream responded, his eyes stained with a little bit of fighting spirit.

"Let me see what the realm of enlightenment is like!"

First-year trios are notoriously good friends, but that doesn't mean they don't fight; quite the contrary, they fight a lot.

For example, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, the two of them are often seen fighting each other, and the training ground is because they have repaired countless times.

On the contrary, weaving dream and the two of them fought less often than they fought each other, but they didn't hold back much during the sparring. After all, you can't expect the curse spirit to hold back when you fight with the curse spirit in the future, so Zhimeng, who was poor in physical skills at the beginning, was often beaten.

But since Zhimeng got the magic tool in his hand, he can barely do a few tricks back and forth with those two people.

The fastest growth in Weaving Dream's strength was when he went to another world for the second time. Not only did he learn to open the domain, but he was also carefully taught swordsmanship by many pillars of the Ghost Killing Team, so that Dream Weaving's strength gradually increased. .

In tacit understanding with each other, they only use physical skills or swordsmanship to spar, and never use big and medium. After training and armed with weapons, Zhimeng's swordsmanship alone is enough to beat Gojo Wu or Xia Youjie.

But if Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were also equipped with magic tools, the outcome would be unclear.

But generally speaking, the two of them prefer to fight hand-to-hand, so they prefer to fight each other than against Taidao who is weaving dreams.

In general, according to the previous combat power ratio, the overall strength of Weaver Dream who can open the domain is still far greater than Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie.

But now, Gojo Satoru has upgraded.

Not only did he learn the reversal technique that he had never learned before, but he even learned two new and stronger moves at once, and the field can be expanded at any time——

In this case, Zhimeng's original winning situation suddenly became complicated and confusing.

……

In an empty and remote place, two teenagers with one black and one white hair faced each other.

Immediately afterwards, they gestured in unison——

"Field Expansion——" x2

The blue [Boundless Space] and the white [Void Realm] unfold around the two of them in an instant——

The only spectator, Xia Youjie, faced the two people's domains unfolding at the same time, and collapsed at the same time when they collided with each other.

"One to one even."

Looking at the two who had given up on the domain and began to bombard with spell power, Xia Youjie felt a deep crisis while dodging.

The friends who had been walking side by side had unknowingly walked in front of him, and he had to work hard to catch up.

……

The domains cancel each other out, body skills and sword skills cancel each other out again, no lower limit vs. no lower limit, Cang vs Cang, even He and Chi are copied and used by the opposing side——

In the end, neither of the two who also had the endurance of the reversal technique could do anything to the other, and it was barely a tie.

Zhimeng and Wutiaowu, who had had a great fight, were exhausted and exhausted, were taken back by Xia Youjie with a spell.

The beaten potholes and the destroyed vegetation were left alone.

I don't know how long it took, the filthy magic power left by their battle attracted a special magic spirit——

The curse spirit has a human appearance, with muscular limbs, a half-naked upper body with obvious curse patterns, a left arm wrapped in white cloth, and slender branches growing from the eye area.

The strong mantra squatted down, taking pity on these destroyed plants and being angry, at the same time, he also found the familiar filth of mantra power.

"------!"

It makes a sound, but no one can understand it.

His eyes scanned the surroundings eagerly, as if calling for someone, but there was no response.

In the end, the curse spirit gave up calling and lowered his head, his figure looked even more lonely on the bumpy ground.

After upgrading one after another during the same period and friends, Xia Youjie is also ready to upgrade.

He deeply developed his own technique and wanted to become stronger.

But as he said in the parallel world, the magic spell manipulation is the foundation of their strength, and only by subduing more powerful spell spirits can they become stronger.

No matter how he develops the spell, he needs a lot of magic spirits to drive it.

Therefore, Xia Youjie didn't pick any more, as long as it wasn't too weak, he swallowed and subdued them all.

To this end, Zhimeng rushed to make a batch of candies, and successfully made Nanako and Mimiko sisters have a deep shadow on his craftsmanship.

Busy packing candies, I didn't notice Gojo Satoru secretly took two pieces of weaving dreams for the two sisters: ...

Enlightenment, isn't it too much not to let children go?

"It's not surprising that Wuhui would do this at all." Xia Youjie smiled, and comforted the two little girls who were almost crying because they were eating the big blessings given by their mothers but couldn't taste them.

"Don't be afraid, it will recover almost in the evening, so stay away from Wuwu in the future."

Because Gojo Satoru is a scumbag who bullies even children!

The white-haired boy who took all the big blessings didn't take it seriously, and after giving Zhimeng one, he said triumphantly that the big blessings and the cake were all his.

Zhimeng suddenly understood the reason why he gave the candy to the two sisters...

"Enlightenment—" Xia Youjie, who also understood, had a complicated expression.

"As expected of an owner with no lower limit..."

"Huh? Why do I feel that Jie is scolding me?"

"You actually understand?"

"What do you mean! Look Zhimeng, Jie is too much, he scolded me..."

"Jie scolded you? Is it a misunderstanding? Why didn't I hear..."

……

After daily life, Zhimeng and Wujo Wu made great contributions to Xia Youjie's road to becoming stronger——

"I don't deny this..." The black-haired ball-headed boy with a black line on his forehead couldn't bear it and said: "But Wu, you always catch disgusting-looking curse spirits and feed them to me, it must be on purpose!"

"I'm obviously doing it for Jie's good, but Jie misses me so much, it really hurts my heart!"

The white-haired boy covered his heart with an exaggerated appearance, and his contrived posture made Xia Youjie want to hit someone.

"I think the curse spirits are all ugly..."

Zhimeng reached out and patted the shoulder of the black-haired ball-headed boy, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Jie."

"No... Actually, it's much better." The original thought of hitting someone dissipated instantly, and the black-haired ball-headed boy regained his gentle smile and stared at Zhimeng.

"Thanks to Zhimeng Tang, thank you."

"No thanks no thanks~"

The white-haired boy answered the words casually, and stretched his arms around Weaving Dream's shoulders, laughing and taking him away.

"Leaving weaving dreams, we have to hunt hard to feed Jie!"

Zhimeng suddenly laughed: "How can I say that Jie is like our child!"

"Really?" The white-haired boy blinked, then turned around with an evil smile and shouted: "Jie, I don't mind being your father!"

Xia Youjie smiled and punched him mercilessly: "I don't mind beating you to death either, Wu!"

"Hey - that's too rude, Jie, how could he do anything to Dad!"

"...Go to hell, Wu!"

……

The days are passing by in the daily fights of the teenagers.

The day of the beginning of school seems to be still yesterday, but today it is already winter vacation.

In the blink of an eye, amidst the snowflakes, the New Year is here.

On New Year's Eve, Mrs. Yaba specially cooked soba noodles. The five members of the family ate hot soba noodles while watching the programs prepared for the New Year on TV, chatting and laughing happily.

There is a custom of keeping the year old in Japan, and the couple in the village also have a plan to keep the year old, and weaving dreams will follow.

It wasn't until Nanako and Mimiko turned from excitement to sleepiness that they were about to fall asleep that Mrs. Yaba got up and coaxed them back to the room to rest.

In the living room, only Zhimeng and Mr. Zhangchang were left.

"Uncle Yanchang, do you plan to become a conjurer?"

Mr. Yanchang, who was watching TV, heard this question suddenly, and was stunned: "Conjurer? Me? I can't do it!"

Mr. Yanchang looked at Zhimeng in a panic: "Young Master, what did I do wrong?"

"No, you're doing very well." Zhimeng comforted him, "I mean, won't Uncle Fang be bored if you help me with things at home every day?"

"No!" The relieved Mr. Fang said earnestly: "We like our current life very much, and we are very grateful to the young master for taking us in!"

Weaving Meng was dumbfounded for a moment, but he also understood his thoughts.

The Yanchang couple don't pursue the unknown and excitement like him, they prefer a stable life, so they won't be magicians.

Knowing this, Zhimeng didn't say any more, looked up at the clock, and found that it was past eleven o'clock and almost twelve o'clock, so he got up and bid farewell to Mr. Jiangchang and went upstairs.

Back in the bedroom, Zhimeng deliberately waited until twelve o'clock, and then sent a message to Jie and Wu.

Cloud: Happy New Year!

Almost at the same time as he sent it, he received two messages——

Five: Happy New Year~

Xiayou: Happy New Year, Weaving Dreams!

Seeing these two messages sent almost at the same time, Zhimeng couldn't help laughing.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, Zhimeng quickly typed out a paragraph and sent it to the group of three.

Yun Yun: Jie, Wu, I need to teach you a lot in the new year!

Wujo: Of course~

Summer Oil: Give me more advice (smile)

Wujo: After all, we are Jie’s parents~

Xia You: ...Go to hell, Wu!

The group suddenly became lively, and there were only three people in the group, but it was the lively feeling of being played by them with thirty people.

Zhimeng couldn't help laughing, and took advantage of the time when they were fighting with each other, quickly sent messages to Teacher Ye Mo, Jiarui Nizi, and Ange Ji Mingming, who were on his contact list.

Soon, Weaving Dream received a lot of responses and blessings.

At the same time, everyone invariably formed a large group, bringing their friends into it, chatting and farting lively together, and congratulating the Chinese New Year.

Even in the middle of the night, Zhimeng felt particularly lively because of the senior friends on the other side of the phone.

Zhimeng raised her head and looked out the window. It was pitch black outside, and there were faint lights in the distance, but the place where her eyes could see was still dim.

However, Zhimeng's heart is bright and bright, without any loss.

Chatting with everyone in the group, Zhimeng yelled one after another, without putting down the phone.

Even if he fell asleep unknowingly, the corners of his mouth kept rising and never fell.

Because even in his dream, he saw a familiar figure...

The beads on the wrist flashed, and the pink mist circulated actively, creating a blurry scene.

***

The new year begins with a sweet dream——