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

The tent with a radius of more than 400 meters fell suddenly, and when ordinary people knew nothing about it, the crisis came quietly——

People who are shopping for tomorrow's Halloween, suddenly have their souls twisted, and their appearances become ugly and twisted.

The members of the window noticed something was wrong and immediately reported the matter.

The conjurers who received the task dispatched one after another, but they were all trapped outside the tent.

When Gojo Satoru arrived, he saw the grotesquely transformed curse spirits in the tent, the ordinary people who yelled to let him out, and many special grade curse spirits hidden among them.

And, obviously there is a problem, it is set as [Only Gojo Satoshi can enter].

But he didn't hesitate, entered the account without hesitation, launched a battle, and finally simply launched the domain to break the situation.

Then, it is to fight with multiple special-level magic spirits until one of them is killed, and the other special-level magic spirits are seriously injured, and the pursuit is launched——

At the end of the chase, Wujo Wu was locked by an ominous thing, followed by Xia Youjie in Wujo cassock appeared.

In a few words, Wu Tiao Wu exposed Xia Youjie's identity, but the fake Xia Youjie had already achieved his goal. He opened his head indifferently to reveal a brain with sharp teeth, and looked proudly at the sealed Wu Tiao Wu.

After the prison gate was closed, it turned into a three-dimensional square magic tool full of eyes and fell, smashing the ground into a deep hole.

The surviving super magic spirits gathered together to discuss the state of Gojo Satoru and their plans for the future.

Soon, the super magic spirits left separately, leaving only the fake Xia Youjie and the prison gate border in the pit on the ground——

Like watching a movie, Zhimeng watched the whole process from the perspective of God, and fell into confusion and loss for a while.

Why did Jie seal Wu?

Why did Wu say it wasn't Jie?

Why did Jie say he died early?

Why is Jay's brain a talking brain with teeth?

The fake Jie succeeded in sealing Wu? ? ?

A series of doubts and information piled up in his mind, but after Zhimeng digested the influx of information, he was outraged.

"Master Weaver?"

Fake Xia You, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looked at Zhimeng who suddenly appeared in front of him in surprise, and noticed that Zhimeng's cold gaze was different from before. He thought of something, and immediately put on a sad look.

"Why did Zhimeng Jun come only now, Hua Yu died in the hands of Gojo Satoru—"

"But it doesn't matter." Fake Xiayou smiled again: "We have successfully sealed Gojo Satoru and avenged Huayu."

"Really?" The Fen Shan boy lowered his eyes.

In the next moment, a slender flower branch appeared in his hand, and it was covered with pink flowers, which were charming and charming.

Fake Xiayou shrank his pupils sharply. Before his body could react, his head was pulled away by a flower branch, revealing his disgusting body.

Before Bai Shengsheng's brain flower had time to make effective protection, the flower branch came in front of his eyes, and it was forcibly pulled away from Xia Youjie's brain.

It didn't count if he fell hard, Zhimeng didn't give him time to react at all, and another stalk twitched past, as if the pain that hit the soul directly made his brain ache.

Forced to immerse himself in boundless pain, he didn't even know when he was locked in the cage.

Zhimeng, whose expression was so gloomy, didn't give Naohua any more eyes. He used a flower branch to yank the prison gate in the pit on the ground, and forcibly interfered with its operation. What fighting Gojo Satoru.

Wujo Gou was stunned for a moment, then he realized and subconsciously looked at Zhimeng.

However, Zhimeng ignored him, let go of the flower branches that dissipated in the mist, squatted down and closed Xia Youjie's opened head, quietly watching Xia Youjie who had lost his controller and turned into a corpse again, his eyes slipped Two lines of tears were shed.

"Hey, why are you crying!"

Seeing the person in front of him crying with neither joy nor sorrow, the white-haired young man who had just come out of the prison gate suddenly panicked for some reason.

"I should be the one who should cry no matter what you think...Of course the strongest Gojo-sensei won't cry!"

Zhimeng, who was still crying, ignored him, but stubbornly looked at the silent corpse in front of him, and couldn't stop crying like rain.

He was neither happy nor sad, with no superfluous look on his face.He cried silently, but it was hard to look away.

The only spectator, Gojo Satoru, temporarily gave up looking for those super magic spirits and brains to settle accounts, knelt down and stretched out his hand to try to wipe away his tears——

At any rate, he was the benefactor who saved him from prison, and it seemed that he had something to do with Jie, so he couldn't just leave him crying like this.

This time, his fingers successfully touched Zhimeng, and cut off Zhimeng's tears somewhat rudely, but he couldn't stop the tears that continued to fall.

Gojo Satoru was a little upset: "Tsk, what's your relationship with Jie?"

"We..." Zhimeng, who was like a wooden man, finally responded when he heard the familiar name, and couldn't help sobbing.

"We're best friends!"

"Jie said that he can grow old with me and leave together."

But why did Jie die before that?

Looking at the sobbing Fenshan boy, and then at Xia Youjie's body, Wu Tiaowu was silent for a moment: "...Does Jie like raising children so much after defecting?"

"What defection?" Zhimeng looked up at him, his eyes that had been washed by tears became clearer and brighter.

"How could Jie defect? ​​We were still playing games last night, and Wu Mingming was there too."

"I'm here too?" Wujo Gou was stunned for a moment, and realized that there was something wrong with his words.

Weaving Meng ignored him, and watched Xia Youjie's body plunged into his own world again: "We were still discussing last night to bring junior Qihai and junior Huiyuan to go on missions tomorrow, and treat the juniors to dinner to get closer ... Jie will not defect."

Tears stopped unknowingly, Zhimeng suddenly looked at his palm: "——I am dreaming!"

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

"This must be a dream!"

As if thinking of something, Zhimeng eased his expression: "I thought about what Jie and Wu would be like in the future last night, so this is a dream..."

"But why is there such a future? This is too miserable, woohoo!"

As he spoke, the boy's tears fell to the ground again.

"...I don't even think I'm miserable." Seeing Zhimeng with abundant tear glands, Gojo Satoru wiped his tears again helplessly.

"Don't cry, the Lord doesn't feel miserable at all."

Zhimeng couldn't help crying: "Wuwu Jie is dead, how can you say that you are miserable, you died so miserable, Jiexi..."

Gojo Wu suddenly found it difficult to deal with, thought for a while and simply said: "Because I killed Jie!"

Saying this once, the effect was outstanding, and the crying stopped immediately.

Wutiao Wucai breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to Zhimeng.

"So I'm really dreaming!"

"Jie and Wu fought so many times without killing each other, how could Wu kill Jie!"

At this time, I was in a dream weaving that was both sober and confused, and I felt that what I was facing was real and that it was a fake together, and I was a little brain-dead for a while.

He only remembers now that he has a very good relationship with Wu and Jie, everyone has a good relationship, so it is impossible for Wu to kill Jie, so this is really a dream... As for the others, he is not very smart Zhimeng, who is sober, no longer remembers what he just said, only remembers being sad.

"Ah, of course I wouldn't kill Jie at that time." Gojo Satoru, who naturally kept up with Weaving Dream's brain circuit, sighed.

"However, Jie has a disagreement with me, and he doesn't want to turn back, so there's nothing I can do about it."

Zhimeng looked at him and choked out: "Won't Wu know how to brainwash?"

"Catch Jie and brainwash him, so we can be good friends again."

Immediately, Gojo Satoru couldn't help looking at him with shocked eyes.

"...I can't tell, you're also a dangerous guy!"

After finishing speaking, he nodded affirmatively: "Sure enough, it's true that conjurers are all lunatics."

"But think about it carefully, your proposal seems to be feasible."

Gojo Satoru stared at the Fenshan boy in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"If I had met you back then, maybe Jie and I wouldn't have come to this point."

"Tsk, how lucky I am in the parallel world."

Zhimeng blinked, his brain in a state of confusion made him not understand the other person's words, so he simply ignored him and looked at Xia Youjie's body.

"This is a dream. I am omnipotent in the dream, so I can revive Jie, right?"

As soon as he thought about it, he did it, but his outstretched hand was suddenly caught.

Looking along the arm, it was the familiar handsome face, and the six blue eyes seemed to be shining, attracting attention.

"You said it was a dream, so it doesn't matter what happens here, anyway, you can still change this future."

"Wake up, go back to your world, your friends should wake you up!"

Zhimeng froze for a moment, and then his face, which had turned into a cat's face due to tears, became relieved.

"This is a dream..."

He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky as if he heard something: "It seems that someone is calling me..."

As soon as the words fell, the Fen Shan boy had already turned into mist, drifted straight to the horizon, and gradually dissipated.

Gojo Satoru looked up, watching the mist that did not belong to this world dissipate, and then looked down at Naohua in the cage on the ground.

He smiled ferociously, and the blue light gathered at his fingertips: "Now, it's our time."

In the next moment, the cage and the brain flowers inside were wiped out under the explosion of [Cang].

After Gojo Satoru was unsealed, the battle of Shibuya was resolved neatly and clearly——

No mantra can leave alive!

"Weaving Dream, wake up!"

"Wake up, weaving dreams!"

……

Zhimeng woke up in a daze, he felt something wiping his eyes back and forth, and there were familiar voices in his ears.

"...Why are you still crying, what did you dream about..."

"Could it be that I dreamed of Jie...Jie with small eyes!"

"... Wu, I don't want to fight with you now!"

……

Zhimeng opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure.

The two wore T-shirts and shorts, which is what they usually wear when they play games at night.

On the opposite side is the game screen, and on the side is the lost game controller. Jie and Wu's hair is in a mess, which is a typical scene that G will appear the next day after they stay up late.

After waking up from the dream, in front of him are the fresh and young Jie and Wu——

Zhimeng straightened up suddenly, and stretched out his arms to hug the two of them tightly.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie were stunned for a while, but they didn't struggle, letting Zhimeng hug them and comforted them.

"Is Zhimeng scared by the small-eyed Jie in the dream?"

"Don't be afraid, it's all a dream, I'm here."

Zhimeng hugged them tightly, and let out a muffled hum.

"It's a dream...I know."

***

It's... a nightmare!