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

In the park, Zhimeng frowned slightly facing the incomplete area that was like a sea of ​​fire in the center.

It's a bit troublesome, he didn't bring a weapon when he went out today... After all, such a long sword, if there is no mission, it is actually very inconvenient to carry.

But in such an emergency... Sure enough, it will be useful to buy a shorter and more portable spell equipment later.

Thinking about it this way, noticing that the tent had fallen, Zhimeng was relieved and focused on the incomplete area in front of him.

In the cultural class, Teacher Ye Moth talked about how to deal with the domain of the curse spirit——

The simplest of them is to use domain expansion to fight against the spell spirit's domain expansion.

Zhimeng originally wanted to do this to solve it early, but from the very beginning, he felt that someone was staring at him from behind, and he was afraid that the person who came was not good.

His spell power was not low, but it was a bit tiring to open the domain twice a day, so he chose another way to crack it.

——It is to directly confront the curse spirit, which is also the most difficult way to deal with it.

But the curse spirit on the opposite side is obviously a special level that has just been promoted, and it hasn't even fully expanded its domain, so it should still be easy to deal with.

and--

Zhimeng stretched out her index finger, and the blue light bloomed on her fingertips, aiming at the sea of ​​fire at the same time.

"Cang!"

When the words fell, there was a loud noise.

Cang, who released it with all his strength, successfully shattered the incomplete field, revealing the super curse spirit who was implicated and seriously injured.

It was a humanoid mantra with strong limbs and cracked crimson skin, as if magma was flowing from the crack, it looked like a burning flame man.

"Roar--"

Cang broke the domain, and he was also injured, and the super curse spirit that flowed out hot blood like magma and quickly recovered was furious.

A big one eye locked Zhimeng, and disappeared in the next moment.

If Zhimeng felt something, he turned sideways to avoid the ghostly punch of the curse spirit, and kicked back, kicking the black flash at the same time, and kicked it flying hard.

Immediately afterwards, Zhimeng lashed out at the curse spirit that flew out backwards.

With a bang, the Cang exploded from the ground, and thousands of dusts were stirred up in the aftermath, and even Zhimeng had to quickly retreat to avoid it.

When the aftermath stopped and Zhimeng looked back, the figure of the curse spirit was no longer there.

After feeling it carefully again, and found that the curse spirit was indeed exorcised by him, Zhimeng couldn't help sighing.

"Enlightenment's technique is really super easy to use!"

Yes, he just used Wu's technique.

Since opening the domain, Zhimeng not only found that he had learned Nitrate's reversal technique, but even Wu Hejie's technique gave him a feeling that he could learn it as long as he wanted.

However, it was inconvenient for him to try Wu's technique because it was too dynamic, and he didn't really want to try Jie's magic spell.Besides, when Wu and Jie are present, there is no need for him to release Cang or eat the magic ball, so I have never tried it.

Now, both of them are gone, which just gave Zhimeng a chance to try.

Sure enough, on the premise that he didn't touch Wu, he really used Cang!

It was as if his body had memorized Wu's no-lower-limit technique.

Isn't this a bit of cheating... Before opening the domain, there is a time limit for him to copy other people's spells. After half a day, or if the spell is switched off during use, the copying effect will disappear, and he must copy it again if he wants to use it.

But now, after he was able to open the domain, it was as if he had opened up the two channels of Ren and Du. He directly cheated from simply copying other people's spells from the beginning to directly remembering other people's spells. Switch anytime!

Rao Zhimeng himself felt that his technique was too buggy.

Could he have become so powerful?

Zhimeng was a little happy, but as the smoke and dust from the explosion dispersed, he saw that there seemed to be something at the bottom of the pit that was blasted open by Cang.

Going up and jumping down the pit, Zhimeng squatted down and looked at the shriveled cursed object in front of him that exuded an ominous atmosphere, suspected to be a finger.

"This is..." Zhimeng reached out to pick it up, and looked at it curiously.

"Is it a curse?"

It looks so powerful, so is it because of this curse that the curse spirit became super?

Thinking of this, Zhimeng suddenly couldn't help swallowing, and had the urge to eat this finger-shaped cursed object.

But before his fingers touched his lips, Zhimeng threw it out as if he had just woken up from a dream, looking at the finger-shaped cursed object thrown out by him with a suspicious expression.

Strange, why would he want to eat this kind of thing?Is it the effect of the spell itself?

Thinking that the curse spirit might have become a super class after eating this finger, Zhimeng suddenly understood, and naturally regarded the strange idea that had just occurred as the ability of this finger.

In this case, you can't throw your fingers around.

Thinking of this, Zhimeng took out his handkerchief, wrapped his finger and stuffed it into the pocket of his trouser pocket, making sure that it would not confuse him anymore, got up and left the pit.

But—— Zhimeng turned around, looked at the park that had been completely scrapped after being burned by the curse spirit fire, and then blown up twice by him, and felt guilty for a moment.

Oops... Cang, who forgot Wu, is too unfriendly to the environment!

So Zhimeng with a guilty conscience got out of the tent, and nodded to the window members who hurried up to meet him, indicating that the curse spirit had been resolved.

That is—"The compensation for destroying public buildings can be deducted from the remuneration of this super-level curse spirit."

The task rewards for super-level spell spirits are still quite generous. He, Jie and Wu have done it once before, and the rewards after the three are divided equally are very considerable.Now that he has dealt with this super curse spirit by himself, the reward he got should be almost enough to compensate, right?

Thinking of this, Zhimeng instantly felt that the gaze that had been staring at him since he came out of the tent disappeared.

He couldn't help but look along the place where his sight disappeared, but found that there was nothing, as if the feeling of being stared at just now was just his illusion.

"... Is there anything over there, level one in the cloud?"

Weaving Meng came back to his senses, looked back and smiled and said: "No, maybe I felt wrong. Now that the curse spirit is solved, I'll go first."

After finishing the spell, let's go back and change clothes, I feel dust all over my body.

Next time, if you do this again, you can consider covering yourself with no lower limit...

In a quiet private room, a muscular black-haired young man sat opposite two teenagers.

"Tell me, who do you want me to kill?"

The black-haired young man with a scar on the right corner of his mouth bent his legs and asked lazily.

The boy wearing sunglasses opposite took out a note and put it on the table, and then pressed a black card on the note.

The black-haired young man's eyes were immediately attracted by the black card, and he couldn't help but twitched his mouth: "Hey, it seems that the boss is going to kill someone who is so generous."

Hearing the boss, the white-haired boy, Gojo Satoru, finally felt comfortable, and said with a smile, "Jane is not simple, I don't know, but it's true that she is especially good at hiding."

As he spoke, he pushed the black card down in front of the young man with his fingers.

The black-haired young man was also polite, reached out and took the black card, before casually opening the note.

I heard the white-haired boy on the opposite side say: "I want you to solve a man with sutures on his forehead, male or female, there is a high probability that he is a curse master."

As for why it is said to be a high probability rather than a certainty, it is naturally because through the reminder of his future self and his own guess, he can know that he is an extremely cunning guy who can easily change his identity!

Whether it is a conjurer or a curser makes no difference to the other party, because the other party can change their identity and camp at any time.

Nailing the identity of the other party is not conducive to searching, and widening the scope can not miss any suspicious guy!

"Can you do it, Zenyuan Shier?"

The black-haired young man who had just unfolded the note looked up and reminded: "I'm married, and now I'm called Fuhei."*

"Oh?" Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows, and smiled, "That's not bad, I barely got out of the rotten orange."

Fu Heisher smiled and didn't care about his ridicule, but just reminded: "The target person is unknown and the location is unknown. I can't solve it immediately. In addition, I will not refund the deposit."

"I don't mind if you spend more time." The white-haired boy had a nonchalant expression.

"This card is just a deposit. No matter how long it takes, as long as you can solve the target, I will pay you three times the final payment afterwards."

"Of course, if you can solve it within a month, the final payment will become ten times."

As soon as these words came out, the way Fu Heisher looked at him changed.

That's the look in the eyes of the wronged (boss) boss (head): "No problem, boss."

As long as you give enough money, everything is easy to talk about.

The corners of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched.

Ah, this is the real version of Can money make ghosts work?

Then, Wujo Satoru continued.

"So, while collecting information, are you willing to take another part-time job?"

At the same time, another black card was placed on the table.

Fuhesher: "Take it!"

It's a fool to have money and not make money!

On the way back, Zhimeng was besieged by the magic spirits who came from all directions like a catnip's relative, the magic spirit mint.

After getting rid of the second wave of low-level curse spirits, Zhimeng realized how much trouble the finger-shaped curse object he just picked up was.

If it wasn't him who picked up the finger, no matter how weak his strength was, he might be devoured by these curse spirits.

At the same time, Zhimeng also realized that he must not take this finger home.

You must know that he is renting a house in the community, and there are ordinary people around him. Going back with the curse spirit is probably equivalent to leading wolves into the house, and it will be too late to regret it.

So Zhimeng turned around and walked in the direction of Gaozhuan.

Yes, he decided to go to the high school on foot.

Because the finger curse object has been exuding the aura of attracting curse spirits, it is fine for him to go alone. Whether it is taking a tram or a taxi, Zhimeng is very worried about the safety of the people with him.

Therefore, Zhimeng simply walked by himself.

Anyway, it's not too far from the outskirts of the college, and his physical strength is not bad, maybe not as good as Jie and Wu, but it's more than enough to go back to school.

By the way, I bought two refreshments on the way, and Zhimeng galloped towards the location of Gaozhuan.

Along the way, many curse spirits came to surround him, but most of them were low-level curse spirits, which were easily dealt with by Dream Weaving.

After about an hour, Zhimeng finally returned to the high school.

Because there is an enchantment outside the high school that refuses the entry of curse spirits, Zhimeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as soon as he walked in, wiped off his sweat and went to the classroom dormitory to find the right way for Noctua.

But he came by accident, Noctua Moth Zhengdao didn't seem to be in the dormitory, so Zhimeng could only turn around and go to the infirmary to find a home.

In the cool temperature of the infirmary, Jia Ruozi in a white coat looked at Zhimeng who was sweating profusely, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Why, Zhimeng is so reluctant to part with me? You came to me just after the holiday."

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Fingers, want to eat... Wait why do I want to eat this? !