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

I roughly went around the Butterfly House, and saw that although there were many people inside, it was not chaotic. Everyone arranged everything in an orderly manner, and the three of weaving dreams would not run around and cause them trouble.

"Let's go to bed."

Wutiao Wuyu made an astonishing speech, and dragged Zhimeng to the room where they were temporarily staying.

"Wait, wait." Weaving Meng was a little confused: "It's daytime now."

Unexpectedly, Xia Youjie stepped forward and took his other hand, and said with a smile: "No one ever said that you can't sleep during the day."

Seems to be the truth, Zhimeng was a little convinced by him.

"And we have been busy for a long time recently, and we haven't rested for a long time." The white-haired boy who was holding him complained, as if he was acting like a baby.

"Anyway, get a good night's sleep now, let's talk about other things later."

Zhimeng felt that something was wrong. Although they were really busy recently to recharge the beads, they were not so busy that they didn't even have time to sleep.

But it is indeed much busier than before... Thinking about it this way, there seems to be nothing wrong.

Xia Youjie didn't give him time to think, and cooperated with Gojo Satoru to pull him into the room, and closed the door to cut off the eyes from outside.

Perhaps for the convenience of arranging the wounded, the rooms in the Butterfly House are relatively spacious, and one room is enough for several people to live together without feeling crowded.

The same is true for the room that Yin arranged for the three of weaving dreams. Even if the three of them lay side by side on the tatami mats on the ground, it still seemed very spacious.

When I first talked about sleeping, Zhimeng was not yet sleepy.

But when lying on the tatami, Wu and Jie beside him didn't bicker with each other, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of each other's breathing remained, Zhimeng just slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sensing that the mutuality beside them gradually became gentle and long, the two people who closed their eyes and pretended to sleep, opened their eyes at the same time, and stretched out their hands sideways to the middle——

After the two hands collided in mid-air, they were in a stalemate for a moment, and finally had to take a step back, one left and one right together embraced Zhimeng.

Just maintaining the half-embracing posture, the two of them, like a dragon protecting a treasure, closed their eyes again and slowly fell asleep.

Outside the window, the breeze is slightly drunk, and the sun is just right.

In the house, in the dream and outside, they are all together.

The sun is about to set, and the sunset gradually diffuses——

Zhimeng woke up again from the tight sense of restraint, feeling that she was being tightly imprisoned by something.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and from the corner of his eye saw two heads, one black and one white, very close to him, and he reacted slowly.

It turned out that he was squeezed between Jie and Wu again...

A wind blew past the window, completely blowing Zhimeng's drowsiness away.

He sat up abruptly, awakening the two who had slept next to him at some unknown time from their dreams.

"Jie, Wu!" Zhimeng reached out and patted the two people on both sides, with an eager expression: "Don't sleep, there is a curse coming in!"

As soon as they heard the curse, the two teenagers on both sides suddenly became sober, and immediately released their perceptions, and their complexions changed slightly.

It really smells like a curse.

I just don't know which curse that doesn't have long eyes disturbed their sleep, it's really unforgivable!

With a little dissatisfaction and getting up, the two teenagers with one black and one white hair immediately stood up, followed Zhimeng who ran out with a knife, and decided to show some color to the unknown curse.

For example, the color of Santuchuan is very good.

The three hurriedly ran towards the direction of the curse, ignoring the greetings or obstructions of the Butterfly House staff around them. After passing through the long square corridor, they finally caught up with the curse outside another wooden building——

It was a long-haired young man with clear eyebrows and ugly purple scars on his forehead down to his eyes.

The young man was wearing a kimono with loose long hair. The disfiguring scar on his forehead did not make him scary, but made the calm and gentle temperament around him more obvious.

Seeing the three men weaving dreams who came running in a hurry, even in disheveled clothes, the young man in kimono not only did not show any displeasure, but also showed a gentle smile to them.

Weaving Meng suddenly gasped, and stopped abruptly: "This curse——"

Xia Youjie also showed surprise on his face: "This is already... the best of the best!"

Gojo Satoru was even more straightforward, half revealing his blue eyes, and said in a shocked tone, "You're still alive!"

The young man in kimono who was facing them with a gentle smile was taken aback for a moment, and the people next to the young man whom they ignored as irrelevant people couldn't help but speak out.

"Presumptuous, how dare you disrespect the lord!"

A boy with a white hedgehog head and three long scars on his face gave them a vicious reprimand.

Only then did the three of weaving dream come back to their senses from the shock, realizing their faux pas just now.

"Sorry!" Zhimeng and Xia Youjie immediately apologized, but Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue, feeling a little displeased with the attitude of the white-haired hedgehog in front of him.

"Although what I said was ugly, what I said was the truth."

The white-haired boy pushed his sunglasses to his forehead, and a pair of blue eyes with white mist fixedly stared at the young man in kimono with a scar on his forehead, his tone was full of determination and confidence.

"He just won't live long!"

"You—" The white-haired, hedgehog-headed boy was suddenly furious, and he unconsciously grabbed the handle of the knife under the feathers at his waist, but was stopped by the arm that suddenly stretched out in front of him.

"Don't be impulsive, Shiya."

His voice is soft and has a special rhythm, so that those who hear it can't help but feel relaxed and happy.

The angry young man next to him immediately regained his composure after hearing this, only his eyes were still staring ferociously at the tall young man with the same hair color as him.

After reassuring his subordinates, the young man in kimono set his eyes on the three people who looked like they were wearing the uniforms of the Demon Slayer Squad, but they were not.

"Your Excellency is not wrong." He looked at Gojo Satoru, his tone was still soft and pleasant, without any trace of anger, and he even admitted that his life was not long.

"My child was impulsive, and I apologize to you on his behalf."

"My lord..." The white hedgehog-haired boy beside him looked movedly at the thin long-haired young man in front of him, and then glared viciously at the other side.

Damn it, it was these three rude guys who made the lord apologize!

Seeing this, Wujo Satoru made a grimace back at him.

Slightly slightly, he will not admit defeat when it comes to being angry!

Seeing this, the young man in kimono on the opposite side turned his head to look at the white hedgehog-haired boy with fierce eyes behind him: "Shiya."

The boy whose name was called by Wen Sheng immediately withdrew his ferocious stare and became calm.

"That, this gentleman—" Zhimeng couldn't help but stare at the young man in kimono with some unbearable gaze.

"Aren't you considering finding a magician to help you remove the curse? Your current state is really dangerous!"

The powerful curse accumulated behind the other party to the point of drowning him is really terrifying just by looking at it.

If things go on like this, even if this is a world without curse spirits, the opponent who has endured such a strong curse may not survive for a few years after being eroded by the curse day and night.

The other party seemed a little surprised: "Conjurer? Exorcising the curse?"

"It's us." Gojo Satoru answered quite naturally: "We are the strongest magicians, and we have solved even super-level curses like yours!"

The white hedgehog-haired boy on the side, that is, Undead Kawa Minya snorted coldly indifferently, caring about the words of the lord, and did not speak impulsively, but the expression on his face was enough to make people see his distrust.

I've never heard of any sorcerers. Where are the liars who come out and want to deceive the lord, then they have made a wrong idea, and the lord will not believe it——

The young man in kimono smiled softly: "Your Excellency, can I take a moment to talk in detail?"

The confident Undead Kawa Minya froze.

On the corridor under the eaves, the evening breeze blows, bringing bursts of coolness, and it is a good place to drink tea in leisure time.

A group of five people stopped here, and after brief self-introductions to each other, the young man in kimono, that is, Yoya Yashiki dismissed Immortal Kawasami casually.

"Shiya, can I ask you to bring a pot of tea and some refreshments?"

Undead Kawa Miniya was about to agree subconsciously, but thinking that there were three strangers here who had just uttered wild words, he immediately stopped talking.

How could he let the lord face those three people alone!

However, this is an order from the lord... The white-haired, spiky-haired boy was caught in a tangle for a while.

Yuya Ubuyashiki is naturally aware of his entanglement, and the young protagonist showed a gentle smile: "Shiya, the three gentlemen are the ones who rescued Kanae last night."

Undead Kawa Miniya subconsciously looked at the three people who knelt and sat down together.

The three of them may have rushed out just after waking up, their clothes and hair were a little messy, and coupled with the extremely rude words just now, they didn't seem to have the kind of strong posture to repel the winding ghost at all.

If someone else told Immortal Kawasami like this, he might not believe it, but since the lord said it, this is also a corridor where people often pass by. If something happens, someone will rush over immediately, and he will No longer entangled, I got up obediently to serve tea and refreshments.

For a moment, only the four of them were left in the corridor.When the staff of the disc house who passed by noticed them, they would immediately avoid them and leave them a clean place to talk.

"About Kanae, I'm grateful that you saved my child."

Yuya Ubuyashiki's gentle and pleasant voice sounded beside his ears, causing Zhimeng to sit up straight unconsciously, and stretched out his hand to touch the ponytail hanging by his ears, feeling an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

Weaving Meng subconsciously said: "You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

Facing the young man in kimono in front of him, Zhimeng seemed to see another dean's mother, so gentle that he was a little at a loss.

Xia Youjie noticed his fluctuating emotions, and quietly reached out to hold the hand by his leg.

Zhimeng was stunned, and glanced at the past. The goal was Xia Youjie's gentle and comforting smile, and he smiled back with a sigh of relief in his heart, and gently pointed at his hair with the other hand.

Xia Youjie followed his fingers and saw that Zhimeng had fallen asleep crookedly and had a disheveled ponytail. He suddenly thought of something, and reached out to touch his ball head. Unsurprisingly, he found that his ball head was also Crooked.

Xia Youjie couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought that he ran out of the door with such a rude attitude and said rude words to others just now.

"If the three gentlemen have needs, you can ask them, and I will try my best to meet them." Miyashiki Yoya smiled slightly, and at the same time asked his doubts.

"Just, about the curse, can you tell me more about it?"

Everyone in the Ghost Killing Squad knew that he was seriously ill, but in fact he was not only sick, but also a curse.

Over the years, only the three people in front of him could tell that he was cursed at a glance, and it sounded like they were good at resolving curses, so how could he not care?

He is all right, but his children are still young!If there was a way to lift the curse other than beheading Kibu Tsuji, he would be willing to try it even if there was only a glimmer of hope!

After lifting the curse, his children will become healthier and have more time to help everyone kill evil spirits.

Gojo realized what he said: "You are cursed, and if you don't undo the curse, you will die. It's as simple as that."

As he said that, the white-haired boy leaned against Zhimeng beside him very naturally, and using the close-fitting bodies of the two as a cover, he reached out and touched the hands that were intertwined with Xia Youjie on the other side of Zhimeng. Without hesitation, he chose to insert it and separate them.

Damn it, he is working hard here, yet Jie Ta took the opportunity to sneak away, thinking that his six eyes with 360 degrees and no blind spots are blind!

Ubayashiki Yoya, who was focusing on the curse, didn't notice their small movements, and continued to ask questions about the curse.

"Then, what method does Gojo-kun have to break the spell?"

"It's very simple." Wujo Wu answered Xia Youjie's hand without changing his expression while quietly pinching Xia Youjie's hand.

"As long as the source of the curse is solved, all curses will be solved!"

After the words fell, he saw the disappointment that could not be concealed on the face of Yuya Miyayashiki.

Although it was only for a moment, the other party quickly returned to smiling: "I understand."

Zhimeng, who was fighting on the ground with their hands intertwined, noticed his disappointment and couldn't help but speak.

"If the glass is there, let her use the reversal technique on Mr. Ubayashiki, which should relieve Mr. Ubayashiki's physical discomfort and make him healthier."

If ordinary spell power is negative energy, then the spell power used in the reversal technique is positive energy.In a sense, the two can achieve the effect of canceling each other out, so that part of the curse power can be exorcised, which is also the reason why Nitro can heal other conjurers.

This situation of Yuya Ubuyashiki is similar to that of conjurers who have filthy spells on their wounds after being injured. The curse torments him. Curse power, then even if the curse cannot be lifted temporarily, the opponent will at least become much healthier.

But the problem is—"It's impossible for Nitro to come here to help him heal!"

Gojo Satoru directly shattered Yoya Ubuyashiki's hope of rising again, and continued while pushing away Xia Youjie's hand.

"Weaving Dream, your inversion technique is half-baked, and it can't achieve the effect of Nitrate at all."

The white-haired boy concluded: "So, it's easier to solve the source of the curse directly."

Weaving Meng lowered his head slightly, and set his eyes on the white-haired young man leaning on his shoulder: "If Wu learns to reverse the spell, it should be able to do it."

Cooperating with the six eyes who can clearly see the flow of spell power and finely control the spell power, it can definitely achieve the effect of using nitrous!

It’s okay not to mention this, but when Wujo Wu mentioned it, he couldn’t help complaining: “Who told Nitzi that she doesn’t speak human language in teaching!”

He couldn't understand the meaning of the other party at all, how could he learn to reverse the spell!

His subordinates pressed the opponent's hand on the floor hard, but Xia Youjie, who had a smiling expression on his face, said, "It was also taught by Nitrate, and he learned how to weave dreams, but Wu didn't. No matter how you look at it, it's all about you." question?"

"So, Zhimeng, how did you understand Glass's words!" The white-haired boy who sat upright expressed dissatisfaction with the non-lower-limit spell to flick away the opponent's hand, and said, "If I can understand, I I can definitely learn it!"

Zhi Zhi dreamed about it, and found out from his mind the words that Nitroz taught him, and tried to teach the other party: "It is to [scare] first, and then [咻咻] like this——"

The rest of the words were blocked in his mouth.

"Don't learn from Nitro not to speak human language, Zhimeng!"

The white-haired boy who suddenly covered his mouth with his hand had a heartbroken look on his face: "Look, you've learned it all!"

Zhimeng, whose mouth was covered and unable to make a sound: ...

Yōya Miyayashiki, who watched the whole process: ...

Xia Youjie, whose hands hurt from being pinched, said, "...I'm really shameless, I understand you!"

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When will this thousand years of curse end?