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

After hearing about it for a long time, Zhimeng finally saw the legendary Fuheisher.

But the first thing that came into view was a few bloody heads, or the kind of people who would die with regret.

The air was full of blood, Zhimeng froze on the spot.

Gojo Satoru beside him stood in front of him, looked at him and asked, "That's all?"

"There are quite a few people who pay, but those are the ones who personally offer rewards." For the sake of money, Fu Heisher explained.

Xia Youjie on the side looked at Zhimeng worriedly: "How are you, Zhimeng?"

At the same time, I somewhat blamed Fu Heisher for putting the head here.

Don't know if it will scare people!

"I'm fine." Weaving Dream shook his head.

It is difficult to have any sympathy for them when they think that these people paid a bounty for Riko's life.

Furthermore, he had killed a Curse Master before, and now he wouldn't be frightened by a few heads, but he was a little frightened at first glance.

Gojo Satoru in front of him took out a black card and threw it to Fu Heisher, Zhimeng walked out from behind him, and only then did he see Fu Heisher's appearance clearly.

At first glance, it feels strong.

Although he couldn't feel the traces of the mantra on the opponent's body, the bulging muscles and aura all over his body were enough to prove that the opponent was not easy to mess with.

No wonder we were able to defeat Jie and Wu at the beginning, and Zhimeng became clear.

Fu Heisher, who caught the black card, looked lazily in the direction of the line of sight, and saw a strange yet familiar face.

He was in a good mood after taking the money, so he said casually: "Hey, is this all here?"

In the confusion of Weaving Dreams, Fu Heisher lazily said: "Everyone in the black market knows that you have produced many geniuses in this year's college, and they are still inseparable from each other. The reward task of Six Eyes is becoming more and more difficult to complete. .”

At the end, the dark-haired man's tone was somewhat mocking.

"Has Wutiao's bounty been withdrawn yet?" Zhimeng was surprised, remembering Wujo Wutiao once said that he was assassinated by a bounty after he was born.

"This is obviously an impossible reward."

The white-haired boy beside him pushed his sunglasses, his face full of indifference: "Anyway, they can't kill me, it doesn't matter whether they withdraw or not."

Xia Youjie was a little speechless: "...you need to be beaten more and more, Wu."

"Stop talking nonsense, Jie, use your magic spell to deal with these things, it hurts your eyes too much."

After all, the white-haired boy took off his sunglasses and put them on Zhimeng: "Ah, hold your breath for a while Zhimeng, and wait for Jie to dispose of it."

"...my curse spirit is not a trash can, Wu."

Having said that, Xia Youjie still summoned a curse spirit to deal with these heads, cleaned up the blood stains, and opened the window to ventilate the air, so that the bloody smell in the room would dissipate.

When the three of them were arranged and sat opposite Fuheshier, they heard the other party's inquiry: "Are there any tasks, boss?"

I didn't say that I asked them to pay the money and just leave it because the boss on the other side had a lot of stupid money (crossed out) and how generous the money was.

After all, no matter how beautiful the faces on the opposite side are, they are not the women he admires, and he never remembers the faces of men.

Zhimeng returned the sunglasses to Gojo Satoru and asked, "Are the owners of these heads all curse masters?"

"No, there are non-sorcerers." As he spoke, Fuheshier looked at Gojo Satoru with a playful smile.

"The free question and answer is over. If you want me to continue answering, you will be charged."

Wujo Wutiao clicked his tongue: "You said earlier that it was all covered, but I put in so much effort, I haven't deducted your salary yet."

"That's obviously an attack that was prepared before I agreed, so it can't be included in my mission?" The black-haired man retorted unceremoniously.

In short, once the money is in his hands, there is no need to return it.

"Huh? You are evading your responsibility!"

Wujo Wu was not happy, so he heard Zhimeng beside him suddenly say: "I understand, what is the price of the question and answer?"

His sudden interruption made Xia Youjie look sideways, and Gojo Gou turned off the fire.

"Don't break the stage suddenly, Zhimeng!" Wutiao Maomao rubbed the face of the person beside him unhappily.

Xia Youjie reached out to stop him: "Wu, don't touch me!"

"Zhimeng didn't say anything, Jie, are you being too lenient?"

"It's because Wu you are going too far, Zhimeng's face has been rubbed red by you!"

……

Under the interested eyes of the black-haired man on the opposite side, Zhimeng smiled and grabbed the back of the necks of the two of them like catching cats, and clasped the two heads on both sides into his arms, successfully ending the relationship between the two Bickering, and harvested two flushed faces that were suspected of being angry.

After finishing the fight between the two, Zhimeng looked at the opposite side, and asked with crooked eyebrows: "Qian will call Mr. Fuhei afterwards, so can I ask now?"

"You ask." Fu Heisher nodded readily.

"Excuse me, who is the non-magician who offered a bounty for the astral body?"

"Ah, it seems to be taught something."

The black-haired man on the opposite side thought for a while, and finally gave a name: "By the way, it's called Panxingjiao."

Panxing religion, church?Why did the people in the church kill Miss Tiannei? Zhimeng suddenly remembered what Teacher Ye Moth had told them when he released the mission before. The life of the astral body was being targeted by roughly two groups.

Among them is the Panxing Sect. According to Teacher Ye Moth's explanation, they are a group that believes in and worships Lord Tianyuan.

Since he is a believer of Lord Tianyuan, why should he offer a reward for killing the astral body and prevent Lord Tianyuan from assimilating?

Zhimeng couldn't help but ask.

He got a mocking answer from Fuhesher: "Of course we can't let the humble human beings defile their gods."

Zhimeng was silent.

Because of this, those people can pay to murder an underage girl?

Are these people really ok?The non-artists they protect are such a group of murderers?

Noticing his depression, Gojo Satoru in his arms suddenly reached out and touched his head, as if he didn't know what to say, and his expression was a little awkward.

"Tsk, anyway, their plan failed, didn't they?"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie couldn't help giving him a mocking look.

That's it?Is this a consolation?

Gojo Satoru stared back.

Why is this not the case?Come here if you have the ability!

Then, Xia Youjie reached out and slapped his hand away, and gave Zhimeng a pat on the head and said.

"Don't be sad, Zhimeng has successfully protected Miss Tiannei."

Weaving Meng was stunned, stretched out his hand and loosened the necks of the two, and smiled: "I'm not sad."

The two who were released were full of suspicion and disbelief.

"I'm just thinking about some problems." Zhimeng said.

"Teacher Ye Moth said that the enchantment of the high school and the enchantment of the assistant supervisors are all thanks to Lord Tianyuan. The magic world has also relied on the ability of Master Tianyuan to build up to now. The enchantment of Master Tianyuan protects the entire Japan. .”

Hearing this, the three people in the room all looked at him.

Weaving Meng lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and looked a little confused: "But why are there more and more curse spirits in Japan under the protection of Lord Tian Yuan?"

"That's because of my birth." Gojo Satoru replied.

Zhimeng's expression became more and more confused: "However, there are not so many curse spirits abroad, and they don't have the protection of Master Tianyuan... Do curse spirits like to be born in our country?"

"Is it because our country has a relatively high concentration of magic power?" Xia Youjie thought for a while, and suddenly realized: "It's the Tianyuan Barrier!"

"The Tianyuan enchantment enveloped the whole of Japan, protecting the safety of non-magic masters, but also caused negative emotions to condense in the enchantment and it was difficult to dissipate, so there were births of curse spirits..."

Xia Youjie paused for a moment, then said hesitantly: "Everything has pros and cons, can't it all be said to be the fault of the Tianyuan Barrier?"

Zhimeng didn't answer, but looked at Gojo Wu: "Wu, the high-level people have so much power, what is the reason in the final analysis?"

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment: "Because only a conjurer can exorcise the curse spirit."

Fu Heisher on the opposite side sneered: "After all, independent business is the most profitable."

"The Tianyuan enchantment has led to more and more spell spirits, greater demand for magicians, and a more stable position at the top—" Weaving Meng, who came to this conclusion, paused for a moment, with some hesitation in his tone.

"I know that the Tianyuan Barrier protected everyone a long time ago."

"However, for now, the Tianyuan enchantment has done more harm than good, right?"

"I think the current Tianyuan Barrier is like the current magic world, if it doesn't change—"

Xia Youjie frowned: "But without the Tianyuan enchantment, the enchantment techniques of the auxiliary supervisors can't be used, and this will cause confusion among non-artists!"

"What do you want to do?" Gojo Satoru vaguely understood something.

Zhimeng smiled and said, "Let's destroy the Tianyuan Barrier."

Under the watchful eyes of the three people beside him, Zhimeng's eyes sparkled, as if he had found some purpose in life.

"The higher-ups rely on the Tianyuan Barrier to stabilize their positions. The curse spirits also have more and more magic power accumulated in the Tianyuan Barrier for nearly a thousand years. If we destroy the Tianyuan Barrier, the concentration of mana power will no longer accumulate to At the current level, the number and strength of the spell spirits will decrease accordingly, and perhaps the number of magicians in the future will also decrease, until they disappear into the long river of history together with the spell spirits—"

Zhimeng's eyes became brighter: "This is the real reform!"

"If the Tianyuan barrier is not destroyed, the status quo of the magic world cannot be broken. Even if we control and clean the magic world in the future, how long can we control it?"

"When we are gone, the magic world will rot again, right?"

Zhimeng concluded: "If we can't reform from the root, then our so-called reform will be meaningless."

"Dare to think about you." Fu Heisher was the first to come back to his senses, he lost the laziness at the beginning, and stared at Zhimeng with burning eyes.

"Without the Tianyuan enchantment, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"Many enchantment spells can no longer be used, and the spell spirits will attack non-magic masters wantonly. Even if the magic masters work overtime, they can't stop the casualties that will be caused-" The black-haired man sat up straight, and the sense of oppression suddenly suddenly increased. born.

He stared at Zhimeng, grinning and mockingly said: "Don't think of everything too simply, brat."

"And—" Seeing that Zhimeng didn't speak, Fu Heisher added viciously.

"Tian Yuan's technique is [Immortal], if you can't kill him, how are you going to destroy the Tian Yuan Barrier?"

Hearing this, Wutiaowu immediately raised his eyebrows and wanted to protect his friend, but he listened to Zhimeng calmly.

"I know Lord Tian Yuan is immortal, but that doesn't mean I can't deal with him."

"When the Tianyuan barrier disappears, it will definitely cause chaos, but what if we quickly eliminate all the curse spirits in Japan at the moment the Tianyuan barrier is lifted?"

"Don't say you can't do it, others may not be able to do it, but I can!"

As he said that, he looked at the two people beside him, and said with a smile: "Besides, there are Jie and Wu that I can't take care of."

Feeling his trust, Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie laughed.

"Yes, you still have Lao Tzu."

"Whatever it is, I'll help you."

The three of them smiled tacitly, Zhimeng looked at Fu Heisher with shining eyes: "As long as the existence that caused the problem is solved, there will be no problem!"

Fu Heisher smacked his lips, fell back again, thought for a while and said, "I seem to have another son?"

Weaving Dream: "...like?"

Are you unsure if you have a son yourself?

Father Xiao took it for granted: "That's not important. Anyway, I have a son who has the ancestral technique of the Chanyuan family. When he grows up, his strength will not be bad. Do you want it?"

He said with an expression that he has taken advantage of you: "One price, one billion will be yours."

The three of weaving dreams were shocked.

Is this really your own son?

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