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

Zhimeng fell asleep until the next day.

By the time he woke up naturally, it was already seven or eight o'clock.

After squatting on the bed for a while, the feeling of emptiness in his stomach forced him to get up and get out of bed, and he wanted to pack himself up before going downstairs to look for food.

But after getting out of bed, Zhimeng suddenly remembered that his only piece of clothing was destroyed in the special training yesterday, and he hadn't had time to move the other clothes from the rental room because of visitors from the parallel world!

It's a bit of a hassle.

Zhimeng opened the bedroom door with some distress, and was going to wash up before asking Jie or Wu to help him go to the mall to buy a suit of clothes, and by the way, the matter of moving——

There were two paper bags quietly placed at the door, Zhimeng was stunned for a moment.

He squatted down to take a look, and found that it was the clothes he was worrying about just now.

——Someone has thoughtfully prepared a change of clothes for him.

Zhimeng couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, her heart was as warm as if immersed in warm water.

After washing and changing in a happy mood, Zhimeng went downstairs.

The people in the downstairs living room noticed him, and the most conspicuous white-haired boy immediately greeted him: "Good morning Zhimeng!"

"Morning~" [Gojo Satoru], whose bandages were changed to sunglasses, also waved.

Xia Youjie looked over and greeted with a smile: "Good morning Zhimeng, how are you resting? Come to eat."

Even [Xia Youjie] greeted him with a smile: "Good morning."

"Good morning, everyone." Zhimeng smiled back, walked down the stairs a few steps, and sat on the empty seat left for him.

Gojo Satoru opened the sunglasses and looked Zhimeng up and down, with a proud expression: "My eyes are accurate, and I can see Zhimeng's size at a glance. Look at how well this dress fits!"

Xia Youjie's smile faded immediately: "Although...don't act like a pervert."

[Xia Youjie] Couldn't help but look at the curse spirit Zhimeng in the beads on the table, and the other party's request, and fell silent for a while.

If you're crazy...here's another one.

"It fits very well." Zhimeng agreed: "Did Wu buy it for me? Thank you, it's so timely!"

"It's a small matter." Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and explained casually: "After all, there are two more people, and the clothes will stink if they are not changed, so I asked someone to send a few over, and brought some daily necessities along the way. "

"Hey, don't blame us all, it's obvious that you can't stand it!" the white-haired young man retorted.

"I also gave you your sunglasses, the beneficiary should shut up now..."

"The one who takes the blame will never give in..."

……

Xia Youjie ignored the two Wutiaowu who were arguing, and reminded Zhimeng who was a little stunned: "Don't pay attention to them, it will stop after a while, let's eat first, you just missed it."

Weaving Dream came back to his senses, and nodded: "Yeah, then I'll start!"

So, with the quarrel between the two Wujo Satoru as accompaniment, Zhimeng quickly settled the breakfast.

Xia Youjie packed up the dishes and put them in the kitchen dishwasher to wash them. When he came out, he didn't know what they were talking about. He saw Zhimeng clenched his fists together, and then pulled out a fistful of cold light from between the two fists. long sword.

Weaving Mengru said: "This is the result of my special training."

"Construction technique?" [Gojo Satoru] observed Weaving Dream with great interest.

"You changed your spell in an instant, is this the effect of your spell?"

What he could see, Gojo Satoru could also see it, and asked strangely.

"Weaving Meng, you can use other people's spells now without contact? In this case, it is not within the scope of copying, right?"

Xia Youjie approached and guessed: "Zhimeng, have you further developed the technique?"

Zhimeng thought about it, and replied: "Well, after opening the domain before, I feel that the use of spells seems to have become more flexible."

As he said that, the long sword in his hand collapsed in the blink of an eye and the spell power dissipated.

"In this way, it is equivalent to carrying the spell equipment anytime and anywhere." Zhimeng, who sometimes forgot to bring the spell equipment, was very satisfied.

Never worry about forgetting to bring your magic tools again!

[Xia Youjie] stared at him, silently clenched his fists, and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Changing one's own technique in an instant, an omnipotent technique... [Xia Youjie] once again felt that he was so close to the ideal world!

That is no longer an existence that is beyond his reach, even knowing that it is impossible, but he will go forward indomitably; it is the shore that he can reach as long as he works hard!

"What are you thinking, Jie?" A familiar voice suddenly sounded, [Xia Youjie] came back to his senses, and saw [Gojo Satoru] pushing away the sunglasses and staring at him probingly.

"Suddenly became very excited..." The white-haired young man squinted at him slightly: "It's suspicious, Jie!"

[Xia Youjie] looked up at him, with a calm expression: "I'm already like this, what else can I do?"

Seeing that he had only one arm left, and thinking of the opponent's obviously greatly reduced strength, [Gojo Satoru] choked for a moment.

Gojo Satoru doesn't care about the affairs between them, even if they are him and Jie in the parallel world, but still the same sentence, in front of their righteous masters, they in the parallel world are not very important.

So he got up and called Zhimeng, then greeted Shangjie, and walked towards the door with friends and friends.

"Weaving Dream, Jie, we should go!"

"Is there a mission?" Zhimeng was a little puzzled, but obediently got up and followed.

Xia Youjie also got up, and explained to Zhimeng: "It's a private mission."

Zhimeng suddenly realized, and was about to say something, when [Wujo Wu] shouted: "Hey, did you leave us here? What are we going to do at noon!"

Xia Youjie walked to Zhimeng's side, stretched out his hand to pull him forward, and said without looking back: "There are ingredients in the kitchen, and everyone is a single adult, so it's okay to cook a meal, right?"

Gojo Wu stood at the door, saw Xia Youjie walking over with Zhimeng, took Zhimeng with his hand, and left.

"It's really not possible, uncle, you can order takeaway, in short, just obey the restraint!"

The bondage is that before they go back in the parallel world, they cover the accommodation expenses during the period, but the requirement is that they are not allowed to run around without being accompanied!

After all, they are in the parallel world, and they have a very similar face to them. If they do something, they must be blamed.

In particular, Jie in the parallel world is a curse master, and Dream Weaving is a curse spirit. If those rotten oranges at the top find out, you can know what stupid things they will do if you think about it with your heels.

They are still keeping a low profile in the dark, and it's not yet time to confront the rotten oranges, so it's better to do less than to do more.The overall situation is the most important thing, if they don't want to sleep until they go back, they in the parallel world should just stay in the dark.

It happened that as long as those two people were there, the curse spirit Zhimeng in the bead would automatically pretend to be dead, saving the other party from coming to Zhimeng again.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Therefore, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie have no regrets for shutting themselves in the parallel world with Shubo.

Seeing that they didn't turn their heads back, [Gojo Satoru] sighed, and simply collapsed on the sofa.

"Forget it, let's take it as a vacation. I haven't taken a vacation for a long time..."

As one of the super conjurers, the legendary 360 days a year without holidays is about him.

A person who was so arrogant and reckless back then, who dared to point at the high-level and scold him, eventually turned into a non-stop social animal who swears and works honestly.

Even when looking at the young self in the parallel world, [Gojo Satoru] has the illusion that he is old.

No, it is impossible to grow old. He must have been too tired recently and had an illusion, and now he just needs to take a rest.

[Xia Youjie] Ignored him, got up and walked upstairs.

"Jie!" [Wujo Satoru] called him, "Don't you want to stay and chat?"

[Xia Youjie] Without looking back: "We have nothing to talk about."

His back disappeared into the guest room door, [Gojo Satoru] looked away, feeling bored.

Taking the phone casually, he planned to have some fun for himself.

Like, building a game room?

According to the address given by [Xia Youjie], the driver took them to a remote village not far away.

Gojo Wu told him to wait outside, and then walked towards the village ahead with Zhimeng and Xia Youjie.

"Are you going here to exorcise the curse?" Zhimeng guessed.

"No." The white-haired boy next to him laughed and said, "We came to see why Jie became black~"

"Enlightenment—" Xia Youjie with a cross on his forehead said patiently, "I don't want to fight with you now!"

Zhimeng suddenly stopped and looked into the distance.

Xia Youjie who was beside him noticed that he had fallen, and stopped walking, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"There is a smell of blood in the wind..." Zhimeng replied, and suddenly accelerated and disappeared in front of the two of them.

Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu, who were in place, were taken aback for a moment, and quickly chased after them.

Speeding up, they soon arrived at the entrance of the village, and Zhimeng had already rushed in the direction of the bloody smell.

Gojo Satoru slightly opened his sunglasses, and the superb vision of the six eyes allowed him to see the scuffle that was going on in front of him.

No, it should be said that it was a gang fight——

A group of villagers are beating someone in the middle.

"stop!"

Zhimeng yelled, and the thought of saving people flashed, the grass and trees around the group of villagers who were beating the man in the middle suddenly exploded, turning into vines and tying up all the villagers who did it!

Weaving Dream, who didn't expect it to become like this, paused and froze in place for a moment.

And the villagers who were bound by the vines screamed after recovering.

"Monsters! They really are monsters!"

"Let go of me! Monster!"

"Help, the monster has killed someone!"

……

In just a few breaths, the perpetrator who was rampant just now turned into a seemingly pitiful victim.

Zhimeng stared blankly at these villagers, and for a moment, the faces of these people overlapped with those of the parents who cried miserably outside the school before, and then became horrifying!

The abhorrence and pity of human beings are vividly displayed by these people.

The villagers were tied up by vines and pulled away, and the figure of the person beaten by them was revealed in the middle.

It was a family of four, two adults protected two children, and they were scarred and embarrassed by the villagers.

One of the white-haired children raised his head from his mother's protection and glared at the villagers angrily: "We are not monsters!"

The two adults who noticed the plight of the villagers came back to their senses and retorted in panic.

"No, not us!"

"We're not monsters..."

Weaving Meng came back to his senses, restrained the complicated and difficult emotions in his heart, and said.

"I did it."

He sort of understood the other thing he told him yesterday——

'As long as we want, we can do anything! '

He can also manipulate plants if he wants to.

Zhimeng's voice was not low, and the villagers all looked at him after hearing it, their expressions of surprise and anger suddenly turned disgusted.

"You, it's you!"

"This outsider is also a monster!"

"Get out! Monster get out of our village..."

……

It seems that as long as they recognize the other party as a monster, their resentment and atrocities become a matter of course.

After all, monsters deserve to die.

Everyone says it's a monster, it's a monster!

When Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie arrived, there was such a scene of righteous villagers angrily scolding the monster to get out of their village.

If he hadn't seen the whole story of this scene a long time ago, and it was his best friend Zhimeng who did it, Wujo Satoru might really think that the people who tied up the innocent villagers were monsters.

But now, he only felt ridiculous and angry.

Therefore, when the other villagers came after being alarmed, saw this scene and picked up farm tools one after another to avenge the people in their own village, Gojo Satoru did not hesitate to do it.

Coupled with Xia Youjie who was decisively on the side of his friends even though he didn't understand what was going on, the two of them gathered together all the hundreds of people in the entire village.

Until they couldn't get up again, they could only lie on the ground and howl, unable to swear a bad word.

Zhimeng, on the other hand, had already healed the wounds of the beaten family of four while they were fighting, and gained their initial trust.

Rescuing them from the atrocities and treating them, Zhimeng, who has a gentle and kind attitude, seems to them to exist like a god.

Even the wailing of the villagers became a matter of course as if the gods were punishing the wicked.

"Anything else uncomfortable?"

Faced with Zhimeng's concerned inquiry, the two couples shook their heads again and again to express that they were gone.

And the two children beside them, the one with black hair was holding his father, looking at Zhimeng cautiously with a shy expression.

The white-haired one was much bolder, and replied with bright eyes: "No, thank you big brother!"

"It's fine if you don't have one." Zhimeng heaved a sigh of relief, smiled gently at them, and at the same time told the undeniable facts.

"There is no room for your family here."

The expressions of the two adults instantly became sad, while the two children were both fearful and frightened, angry and angry.

"So--"

Zhimeng stretched out his hand to them: "Want to follow me?"

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I have to do something... I must do something!