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

It's August in a blink of an eye, and there is only a tail left in summer, but the temperature during the day is still high, and the temperature drops a little at night.

After a busy day, the group of five was not ready to call it a day and go back until night fell.

Asking for the beads from Gojo Satoru, stripping off the charm, Zhimeng looked at the light.

The transparent glass beads have been filled with more than half of the powdery white mist, almost complete.

"If you work hard for a few more days, it should be almost there."

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow." The white-haired boy took the beads from Zhimeng's hand with one hand, and then wrapped his arms around Zhimeng's shoulders, leaning on him and lazily announcing.

"Go home, go home, it's game time~"

Everyone else had no objections, so they called it a day and went back.

When they got home, the Yanchang couple were watching TV in the living room. Seeing that they had come back together, they stood up to welcome them back, obviously waiting for them to come back.

Zhimeng was moved, but still rejected their kindness: "We're not here, you just eat and rest, you don't have to wait for us to come back."

After all, the time when they come back is not fixed. If they come back in the middle of the night next time, they can't let people wait until midnight, right?

Then he urged them to go back to their room to rest.

And for young people like them, the night is just the beginning——

It is impossible to sleep on time, staying up all night is the right way!

Even Zhimeng, who used to rest on time every day and had a good schedule, is now being brought into chaos.

Just like now, they didn't go upstairs to sleep, but happily stayed up late playing games together.

Zhimeng, who stayed up all night with the shallowest knowledge, was the first to fall asleep unbearably.

In Shen Shen's dream, someone was already there waiting for him.

Seeing him coming, greet him as usual.

"Dream weaving, come here~"

Zhimeng walked over slowly, and received a dreamy bouquet from the other party again.

Looking at the beautiful flowers in his hand, and then at the smiling face of Mana Ling, weaving dream is in a complicated mood.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Cursing Spirit looked puzzled.

Zhimeng didn't speak, he thought for a while and then smiled: "Is it about you exorcising the curse spirit? I'm not angry."

"After all, conjurers were born to exorcise curses, I understand."

A curse spirit said to the conjurer that he understood that the other party expelled the curse spirit, and it would be weird for anyone else, but weaving dream confirmed one thing through his answer.

"What if we don't have your best friend, the curse spirit named Huayu, and your other friends?"

But the curse spirit just stroked the long hair hanging in front of him, showing a little distress: "That's something that can't be helped, I can only blame them for being too weak."

Weaving Dream: "... Isn't that your friend?"

"No." The black-haired beautiful mantra said naturally: "My friends are not here, they just look similar to my friends."

In short, he does not recognize friends in parallel worlds as his friends.

It was as if he was interested in the [Xia Youjie] in their world, but had no reaction to the younger version of Xia Youjie in the parallel world.

Therefore, even if the curse spirit friends in the parallel world died in front of him, the curse spirit would not frown.

After confirming this, weaving dream is relieved.

Then he said openly and honestly: "Can you tell me the specific abilities and locations of those curse spirits? I plan to find a time with Jie and Wu to exorcise them."

This can be called a scumbag's speech—but just like Zhimeng didn't think there was anything wrong with his own thoughts in the parallel world, Manu Ling didn't think there was anything wrong with asking himself in the parallel world.

The curse spirit even readily agreed: "Yes."

"Everyone's abilities are very simple, that is, the land, the forest, and the ocean. Daoist's spells are more interesting. They can transform other people's soul forms at will. I'm not sure about the location. We usually don't stay in one place for too long. For a long time, except for occasional gatherings, everyone played separately."

The curse spirit, who didn't feel that he was selling out his friend at all, was an act of a traitor, reminded him quite considerately.

"The world is so big, it's hard to find them just by looking for them. It's too troublesome. Why don't we deal with them together when they come out to make troubles, so as to save you the trouble of finding them."

What he said was quite reasonable, Zhimeng didn't think it was weird for the other party to say that as a curse spirit, but nodded clearly.

"I see, thanks."

"You're welcome~" Mana Ling spoke briskly, and stretched out his hand to him with expectant eyes.

Zhimeng stretched out his hand knowingly to shake hands with him, a familiar electric shock came, and there was an illusion that the other person was his other heart.

"Dream weaving, I think you should clean up the magician first, rather than getting rid of the curse spirit."

Weaving Meng came back to his senses, and looked at him suspiciously: "What did you say?"

"I said, you should deal with those so-called high-level people first." Curse Spirit stared at him with a smile on his face.

"Otherwise, you will die~"

Sensing the seriousness of the other party through the clasped hands, Zhimeng was momentarily stunned.

"Although I think human beings are quite interesting, the maliciousness of human beings sometimes cannot be underestimated. Faced with the existence that blocks the way, they will try their best to eliminate them—"

"Now, Zhimeng—you are in the way."

During the day, when the hard-working people went to the cold drink shop to rest for a while, they heard the conversations at other tables about the summer festival.

"It's August, and the summer festival is about to begin." Xia Youjie sighed for a moment.

"Time flies so fast."

Weaving Dream agreed: "I feel like time flies when I'm busy."

In the past two days, apart from the missions, they can be said to be searching for the curse spirits in a blanket manner, regardless of whether they are strong or weak.

And Tokyo is densely populated, and it is the summer when curses frequently occur. One can imagine how many curses they have removed in the past two days.

"We should be able to send them away before the summer festival begins." Saying so, the white-haired boy made a final decision.

"After sending them away, we will take a vacation on the day of the summer festival, let's go play together."

Xia Youjie and Zhimeng nodded one after another: "Okay."

【Gojo Satoru】Trying to intervene in them: "I'll go too, I'll go too, I don't mind sending me back after the summer festival!"

"Zhimeng, I can treat you to apple candy!"

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie saw him shamelessly collude with Dreamweaving, and immediately became motivated.

"Let's go, let's keep working."

Then send them all away early!

"Don't be in such a hurry, you see we are not in a hurry." [Wujo Wu] asked [Xia Youjie] beside him.

"Isn't it Jay?"

【Xia Youjie】Get up and leave without looking back.

It looked like he didn't want to be with him at all.

[Five Satoru]: ...

He couldn't sit still, got up to catch up: "Wait for me, you guys—"

In the middle of the night, in a dream.

Zhimeng is somewhat used to seeing himself in the parallel world in his dream after falling asleep.

After he stopped resisting, the curse spirit liked to stick close to him every time.Listening to the heartbeat in Zhimeng's chest that he didn't have, feeling the human emotions in Zhimeng's heart that he didn't understand.

The human beings in the parallel world fascinated the mantra.

"It's not necessary, is it?" Zhimeng was a little speechless when he saw the curse spirit that he even transformed himself into a child's posture in order to get closer to him.

The child-like mantra happily replied: "Because I like human weaving dreams the most!"

"Why?" Zhimeng felt strange: "I am obviously weaker than you, right?"

"You don't understand." The toddler moaned and said, "I always feel that my peers should not be human beings, even if they are human beings, they will definitely not be able to live until now!"

Zhimeng looked down at him: "But I am not only a human being, but I have lived well up to now."

The curse spirit in the posture of a child raised his head and looked at him, and then recovered his figure in the next instant, caressing his cheek with his slender and white fingers, and smiled at him like a flower.

"That's why I said, you are a miracle without one in a million!"

Zhimeng was infected by his pure joy, and couldn't help laughing: "What kind of intuition do you have? Are you so happy that I am a human being?"

"Yes, that's right." Cursing Spirit raised his chin, bent down and squinted his eyes to meet him face to face: "So Zhimeng must live a good life, live forever and ever!"

The delicate and cool touch is accompanied by pure happiness, making Zhimeng also enjoy the intimacy at this time.

"It's okay to live well, but it's impossible forever."

"Humans have a limited lifespan and are mortal."

"Who said that?" Manu Ling straightened up suddenly, turned around behind him while Zhimeng was stunned, opened his wide sleeves and fluttering arms, hugged him from behind in a fully wrapped posture, and held Zhimeng in his arms. in his arms.

Holding Zhimeng's neck with both hands, the curse spirit gently placed his chin on his shoulder, tilted his head slightly and whispered words in his ear.

"That Tianyuan, hasn't he lived from a thousand years ago to the present?"

"Tianyuan?" Zhi Zhi dreamed of something: "Tianyuan Barrier?!"

"Almost." The curse spirit smiled softly and whispered in his ear.

"Tian Yuan is actually a human being."

Weaving Meng was stunned: "Humans? But Teacher Ye Moth said that the Tianyuan Barrier has existed since the existence of the magic world... How can human beings live so long!"

"That's because Tian Yuan's spell is [Immortal], and he has survived to this day by relying on this special spell. Although there are some minor flaws, it is enough."

The curse spirit explained in this way, and said very temptingly in his ear: "Weaving Dreams, go to see Tian Yuan, and learn his spells—"

"Then devour him and replace him!"

Zhimeng's pupils shrank slightly, but the voice of the curse spirit became sweeter and sweeter.

"This way, you won't die~"

"...Why?" Zhimeng asked with some difficulty.

The atmosphere that had become delicate suddenly fell silent.

Then, I heard the curse spirit muttering in a low voice: "How do I know why... In short, we just need to live well."

In the growing confusion of Weaving Dream, the curse spirit concluded.

"Live well, Zhimeng. Although I don't know why, but if I live, I will know the reason one day, right?"

Weaving Meng was silent for a long time, then smiled and said: "Maybe."

Under the mobilization of the summer festival appointment, the motivated DKs worked hard and quickly replenished the beads with energy.

Almost impatiently, Gojo Satoru told Zhimeng to send them away in the parallel world as soon as possible——

He really can't stand the annoying adults who want to get in between him and Zhimeng every time!

He in the parallel world is really annoying, no wonder he is so unpopular, he deserves to be left behind!

The white-haired boy thought about it, but he didn't even realize that he was scolding himself.

Xia Youjie also wanted to send them away quickly, so as to restore the time alone with Zhimeng before.

If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of him in the parallel world, he should be watching movies and playing games with Zhimeng now.

It's not like now, when there are too many people, it's hard to be alone.

[Xia Youjie] also wanted to leave as soon as possible, but [Wujo Wu] wanted to stay for a few more days.

But his opinion was ignored by everyone, and Zhimeng even sent them away with beads.

The two people in front of them disappeared, and the beads in their hands became empty.

Obviously, the curse spirit who had been living in the bead also left together.

Gojo Satoru embraced Zhimeng happily: "The trouble is gone, let's celebrate!"

Xia Youjie joked, "Like a drink?"

The white-haired boy choked suddenly.

Zhimeng couldn't help laughing and said: "Then go play games, there are still many new games that I haven't played yet."

"Then let's go!" Gojo Satoru responded decisively.

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Immortal...?