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Like an eagle catching a chick, the Zenyuan family and Wujo Wu cooperated with each other and blasted four unexpected visitors into the gate of Changyechang. The moment the broken Wujo Wu stepped into the main entrance, the gate suddenly closed. A mask "jingle" fell to the ground.

In the first step, participants wear a fox mask that hides their faces.

The white fox mask was painted with patterns of different colors. Yuga picked up one nearby. It was a pure white mask with red patterns painted only around the eyes.

In the second step, all participants gather in the central square.

Yujia put the mask on his face, Kurosawa looked at the mask hesitantly, and heard Yujia say: "If you want to get rid of the curse, you must at least see the other party. If you don't follow its rules at this moment, the game will not start. "

The smooth and white fox face on the young man's face looked very cold, and the light golden color of his eyes leaked from the gaps in the eye sockets of the mask, but the bright patterns around the eyes made his temperament a bit coquettish.

People in the Chanyuan family like to put on a show, and they will keep their faces upright without smiling, or they will simply twitch their mouths like Zenyuan Shier to not give anyone a good look. After wearing masks at this moment, the vigor of the three of them has been weakened a lot. The black retro kimono has the feeling of the humanoid spirits haunting the mountains in the ghost stories.

Zhizai saw the timidity of the other party, and laughed: "Isn't it, as a magician, you are afraid of ordinary masks? You can't fail to see that this thing has no magic power at all."

These eight fox masks are just common props, Kurosawa gritted his teeth and put them on anyway, saying: "You're not afraid, Zenyuan Naozai, if you have the ability, you should take the lead."

Naoya snorted, turned his head and walked in the front, the field was a retro street scene, unlike the forked roads in the mountains that were difficult to climb, he started to explore the way briskly.

Yujia followed Shier, and Gojo Satoru followed Yujia. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the four people behind him, and his eyes fell on the only woman.

"What's the matter?" Nakajima said calmly, and helped his mask with his hands.

She was wearing a spell that interfered with vision, Gojo Satoru should not be able to recognize her.

"It's nothing, it's just that your figure looks familiar." After Wu dropped a sentence, he followed Yuhua of the Chanyuan, only to see that the other party was observing a piece of paper stuck on the wall by the roadside.

From a distance, it looks like the paper of a small advertisement. There are pictures drawn on the yellowed paper, and densely packed words underneath. When Wu gets closer, he sees a four-cornered lion-shaped monster painted on it, and three characters are marked on the left blank space. Big characters [Blood Takes Ghosts], and the title at the top is [Five Ghosts and Gods Locking Corners].

[System prompt: found clues]

"Ghosts and gods?" Wujo Wu pondered, "It seems that there are only two sides to be called ghosts and gods in the curse. What is blood and ghosts?"

Yujia thought for a while, and said: "It should be the subordinates raised by the master of this field. There are five of them. He bestowed the title of 'ghosts and gods' on these subordinates."

"Is that as powerful as the two-faced Nuo?"

Seeing Xiao Wu gearing up, Yu Jia thought for a while and said sincerely: "I think it's not as good as Su Nuo. In terms of appearance alone, Su Nuo looks much smarter than this lion."

Su Nuo has a clever head, high attainments in spells, and four hands, completely defeating this blood fetching ghost.

Wutiao Wudao said: "You really like the two-faced Nuo."

It was inconvenient for Yujia to say too much. In the front, Shier stopped and waited. When his Patriarch caught up, the attendant found a thermos cup and a medicine bag from Choubao's mouth, and handed it to the other party: "It's almost time, take medicine."

Yujia opened the single-dose package with ease, and Gojo Satoru found that the dose of the other party's medicine had now become 8 tablets.

"Yuhua, are you not feeling well?"

The increase in the amount of medicine made Xiaowu frown. He couldn't figure out the condition of Yuhua's body in the Chanyuan, but he was really weak and had to rely on so much medicine every day to support him.

"No, but I'm hungry."

As Yujia said, he took off his mask and took the medicine with hot water. Hearing this, Shi Er patted Choubao on the head, and he had a good understanding of the curse, and spit out bread and milk.

Kurosawa not far away saw it, and said in a low voice: "You can still eat in the birth realm...the heart is so big."

Yujia didn't bother to pay attention to him, took the food handed by the waiter and ate it, quietly replenishing his strength.

Shi Er lifted up his mask a little bit, and then stood beside the Patriarch and waited patiently for a while—when Chanyuan Yuhua ate something, he would bite off a large piece, and then chewed slowly in his mouth, lowering his head, paying attention Put your heart and soul into that loaf of bread.

Shi Er couldn't help but think: It tastes delicious...it's just a plastic bag from a convenience store. Is it so delicious?

Chanyuan Yuhua, who was eating bread, looked like a hamster, holding it in his hands, his cheeks slightly bulging, eating seriously, his big golden eyes were bright, and he seemed to be in a better mood because of the delicious food.

By coincidence, Shier raised his hand and held Yuga's hand holding the bread.

The patriarch of the Buddhist monastery, whose cheeks were puffed up halfway while eating, looked at the servant with a question mark, his expression said: I am busy eating, what do you do?

Without saying a word, he directly grabbed the piece of bread, unceremoniously tore off half a piece, and put it in his mouth.

"Huh?!" Yujia was shocked.

It's unreasonable, in broad daylight, the servants robbed the master's rations by force!

Shi'er, who was grabbing food in his mouth, didn't care about this, the tip of his tongue brushed over his fingers, licked off the sticky meringue, and then tasted it... Well, it's not bad.

Probably because the other party tasted too delicious, he felt that this pineapple bun seemed to be a bit more delicious than the others.

Looking at Zenyuan Yuhua again, this kid is still feeling sorry for the bread, his big golden eyes stared at him reproachfully, seeing that his eyes fell on the remaining half of the bread again, the boy became alert instantly, and quickly stuffed the bread into his mouth.

What look, I lack your stutter?

Thinking of this, Shi'er's scarred lips no longer pursed coldly, and he would pull it up when he thought it was interesting, and he stretched out his hand towards the Zenyuan Yuhua again.

Seeing this, the little Patriarch stuffed it more diligently, and now he really became a hamster, with bulging cheeks, chewing and swallowing hard.

So, Shi Er wiped the bread crumbs from the corner of the other's lips just right with his hand.

"What are you doing in such a hurry to eat, and I won't grab you." With a funny joke, Shi Er threw the milk to the other party.

Others think that the relationship between brothers is good, but thinking of the custom of these big families serving their sons and accompanying them, Kurosawa gradually feels ambiguous.

He had heard about Zenyuan Zhibiren and Zenyuan Sazhi back then from his father. The Zenyuan family was not so reserved and elegant on the surface, but their internal relationship was very chaotic.

"It's a close servant, I'm afraid it's a small surname, like Mori Ranmaru, Naoe Kanetsugu and others..."

Kuisawa didn't speak very loudly, but the street was quiet, so it clearly wafted into the ears of everyone in the Chanyuan family.

Shi'er's five senses have been strengthened because of the sky and the curse. Hearing this, he looked at Kurosawa, who laughed and scolded: "Idiot with no magic power, put away your rude gaze, otherwise I will definitely goug your eyes. "

Yu Jia was amazed that the other party was not afraid of death, but anyone who had a little understanding of Shi Er's strength would not dare to provoke him like this.

However, Shi Er didn't beat up the son of a high-ranking man who spoke rudely.

The tall valet withdrew his gaze and waited quietly for a while, staring at Yujia with dark green eyes, and asked, "Did you finish drinking?"

"Ah? Hmm." Yujia shook the milk box in his hand to confirm that it was empty. Seeing it, Shi Er nodded, turned around and followed the footsteps of Naoya who was exploring the way ahead.

Yujia pondered for a long time why Shi'er wasn't angry. Gradually, he remembered all the things in the Buddhist monastery and realized that Shi'er was just used to it.

In the world of spells where magic formulas are paramount, everyone is eager to step on someone who has no magic power. Ever since he was a child, he has received so many ridicules like this. No matter how strong the curse is, the stereotypes that have been solidified for thousands of years will always be like a mountain on top of his head, and he will never turn over.

Mr. Shi Er still hates the magic world.

Thinking of this, Yu Jia stepped forward and followed beside his elder brother: "Don't forget to take it to heart, they are very superficial."

The attendant glanced at him, and Yujia said: "Mr. Shier, under the premise of a magician, everyone is human first, and there is no distinction between high and low."

Shi Er didn't talk to him, and his deep emerald eyes like a deep spring fell in the distance again, where Naoya stood at the end of the alley and waved to everyone.

"Perhaps." Zenyuan Shier said in a vague way, striding towards the son who explored the road.

"This is the central square—" Naoya greeted from not far away.

There are countless suspension bridges in front of it, connecting the towering lighthouse in the center. The tower body is embedded with light bulbs layer by layer. At the top is a particularly large lamp, but it seems that the power supply is insufficient and the light is dim.

Follow the suspension bridge to the entrance of the lighthouse, where you have officially arrived at the beginning of the game.

In the third step, the "ghost" stepped forward to cover his eyes, and started a 100-second countdown.

"Should the ghost be selected first?" Yujia recalled the information he checked in advance, "Use the method of gago."

There are two ballads, the first ballad is about choosing ghosts, and the second ballad is about the game of hide-and-seek. Yujia is thinking about how to persuade Kurosawa and his party. He has an intuition that these guys may not cooperate with him to play gagome in circles.

At this time, a young man took the initiative to stand up and said, "I'll be a 'ghost'."

"Inoue, what are you talking about?" Kurosawa glared at the companion who suddenly left the team on his own, very dissatisfied with the other party's self-assertion.

He also wanted to gather everyone's strength to kill this group of Zenyuan family members who had a particularly coherent mocking face. At this moment, of course, it was to disperse the enemy's combat power, and let the Zenyuan family members turn into ghosts. Why did this guy rush up by himself.

Inoue turned a deaf ear and walked to the main entrance of the lighthouse. He had a black fox mask on his face. At this moment, the closer he got to the lighthouse, the more shadows the mask on his face gathered. It seemed to respond to the identity of a "ghost". That mask became The image of Yaksha.

This subtle change is frightening, just as the lights of the lighthouse flicker on and off.

Yujia looked at the layers of light towers, looked at them with visual recognition, and then landed on all his companions.

Shi Er, Naoya, and Wu are all in normal condition, Kurosawa and the others are not at full strength, they seem to have fought hard in the forest just now, and there are still some scars on their bodies.

Finally, he looked at Inoue, and suddenly noticed that the other party's name had an extra word in the suffix.

【Inoue·Ghost

Description: The chosen substitute person]

Yujia asked vigilantly: "What did you encounter in the forest just now? Inoue was caught as a substitute."

The master turned a deaf ear and continued to report the numbers, Kurosawa faltered, and finally, the only woman said: "We encountered a ghost fire on the road, and a child's voice told us to squat down. We didn't squat down, only Inoue squatted down."

"Squat down? The game of gagome is to squat down alone, cover your eyes, and guess who is behind you."

Before the group finished discussing the birth process of ghosts, Inoue had already turned his back to everyone, and said in a more gloomy voice than usual: "Then, I will start the countdown now, 100, 99..."

Yujia raised his forehead and thought: Yes, the rules of the game start with seven people, we have eight, and the extra one is a ghost.

[System prompt: Teammate -1]

"Find a place to hide first, and wait for the opportunity to exorcise the curse spirit as soon as it appears, so as to ensure physical strength, because there may be more than one high-level curse spirit."

Yujia had to reorganize the plan and consider how to recover an out-of-control "ghost" while ensuring the survival of all members.

"Try not to act separately. There should be five high-level curses... no, at least five."

During the period, Kurosawa turned to the only remaining male wizard in his team, who was already intimidated and shook his head uncontrollably. Kurosawa glared at his companion warningly and signaled him to shut up.

In sudden changes, women are always the first to calm down. Ryoko looked at Gojo Satoru who was standing not far away, and nodded to Kurosawa: I can't wait anymore. The terrain here is complicated, and surprise attacks are easy to succeed.

The moment the two made up their minds, a hoarse hiss came from behind the lighthouse. At first, people thought it was the sound of rolling thunder, but Gojo Satoru's six eyes were the first to see that there was a huge shadow shrinking on the cornice of the lighthouse. in the shadows.

"It's a curse spirit... with a super level." Wu quickly analyzed the enemy's information, and when the giant lion-like beast jumped down, he realized that this curse spirit with four horns was exactly the one who had emerged with the Zen Academy before. The blood that I saw looked like a ghost.

The five ghosts and spirits were looking for the person hiding, and now one of them has appeared, moving his limbs, walking slowly, shaking his mane suddenly, and making a loud nasal sound.

Seeing the appearance of the curse spirit, Kuisawa retreated immediately, originally wanting to leave the battlefield to the Chanyuan family, but suddenly, he noticed that the part of the hanging bridge connecting the street was a steel cable as thick as an adult's forearm.

The four strands of steel cables are staggered up and down through the pulleys, firmly fixing the suspension bridge in mid-air. Below is a suspension more than ten meters high. Because of insufficient light, there is nothing at the bottom, maybe it is an underground street.

Kurosawa stopped, and held a gun in his hand. This is the product of constructing a magic formula. His magic formula is to use magic power to create weapons. This machine gun is made by him even the bullets. Unlimited ammunition", which can keep shooting until the target is destroyed.

The spell-strengthened bullets are stronger than ordinary bullets. Kurosawa determined by visual inspection that the fixed part of the pulley was a simple screw, and immediately shot at the most vulnerable part.

Intensive shooting would have dropped the shell casings, but since it was a magic weapon, he would recycle the extra shell casings to make new bullets. Under such continuous shooting, the load-bearing steel cables broke one by one, accompanied by tearing. With the sound of cracking, the suspension bridge they retreated turned over, and Kurosawa began to destroy the pulley on the other side without hesitation.

At first, the male magician who was traveling with him thought that he wanted to leave the curse spirit in front of the lamp tower, but then he remembered that there are countless hanging bridges here, and the curse spirit can land on any one of them, destroying the suspension bridge in front of him will only make the bridge The people on it just fell off.

"Master Kurosawa, they are still on the bridge!"

After finishing speaking, the sorcerer's back suddenly felt cold.

Everything he could think of, Kurosawa couldn't imagine, so from the very beginning, the other party planned to shoot down the Zenyuan family members who were intercepted by the curse spirit on the hanging bridge into the deep pit.

"What do you know……"

Noticing that Zenin Naoya was sprinting in seconds by casting spells, Kazuki Kurosawa directly destroyed the last pulley without hesitation.

"The Zhipi people of the Chanyuan contacted the Wutiao family to impeach my father, and wanted to win a high-level deputy position... How can I let these guys win."

The bloody competitive spirit kept the male artist in place, and he remembered why Kurosawa acquiesced in letting him join the team after Ryoko Nakajima said that he and Gojo Satoru were feuds.

It's not that this young master's tempered guy likes to show off, Kurosawa Kazki killed the Zenyuan family from the very beginning.

Xuequgui pounced on Yujia, and then let Zenyuan Shier hold the horn with both hands, and stopped abruptly. They only felt that their feet were empty. When he was going to find Yuga, he saw Nue's huge figure appearing below.

It doesn't matter, that's the eternity of the Zen Academy, the Ten Shadow Warlock who will be as famous as the Six Eyes in the future.

Putting Zenyuan Naoya back on the safe ground, Gojo Satoru looked at the curse spirit not far away, and after weighing for a moment, he still focused on Kurosawa and his group first.

The curse spirit is not terrible, what is terrible is that in the process of exorcising you, you will intentionally harm the colleagues who are trying to kill you.

Yuka's falling posture was not very good, the one with his head down, so when he landed on Nue's back, he was stunned and almost lost his grip, causing the shikigami to disappear into a shadow.

"Ne, go find Shier." Twisting his neck in pain, Yujia tried his best to recover his body. Just now Shier stopped the blood fetching ghost, and he started to compete with his bare hands. It is no problem for the opponent to hit the second-level spell spirit, but the super-level There is a gap between the first level and even the sky and the curse alone may not be able to resist it.

What's more, this is a height of more than ten meters, and ordinary people will fall to pieces!

Nue spiritually pounced on a group of wrestling shadows in mid-air, wrapped in lightning and pecked at them without hesitation, the black mist let out a roar, the huge tiger's mouth turned its head and bit down on Nue's wings, Shikigami and the curse spirit burst out Tearing like crazy, there was a mess in mid-air. Yujia saw the horn of the blood ghost sweeping towards him, and immediately bent down to try to avoid it, and then let a big hand hold the collar and drag it directly into his arms.

"Shir!"

Beneath the lighthouse was a long foundation without any lighting.

Yujia yelled based on intuition. He raised his hand and grabbed the opponent's belt. He felt something hot and humid in his palm, but he had no time to think about it. Go up, gouging out gaps in the huge lion's head.

The ruthless Shi'er's attack was particularly vicious, and Nue was also infected. The bird's beak grabbed the meat of the lion's back neck, flapped its wings and pulled back, tearing off a large piece of meat.

Also because of Nue's thumping and tearing, the progress of their descent was interrupted several times. When they finally landed on the concrete floor, Xuequgui was at the bottom, and their bodies hit the ground with a dull sound. Shier hugged Yujia. After bumping into the Blood Fetcher, they were cushioned once before they all rolled to the ground.

"His fucking!"

Shi Er lay on the ground, with one arm around his Patriarch, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice. When he saw the blood fetching ghost not far away staggered up, and was still angry, he gritted his teeth and got up, and fell to the ground. The dizzy Zenyuan Yuhua threw it behind her back, and then went to touch the weapon——Where is the Tianni Hoko?

There was a lantern hanging above the blood ghost's head. With this light, Shi Er's extraordinary eyesight found that half of the handle of the knife was exposed on the left eye socket of the blood ghost. It was his last blow that directly pierced the curse spirit's eye. .

The curse was gasping for breath, and the blood fell on the ground. When Shi Er found that Nue was gone, he knew that Chanyuan Yuhua fell hard just now, which affected the summoning of shikigami.

Shikigami is not good at this point, once the summoner's consciousness is blurred, the shikigami will disappear.

So, the only one who can fight now is himself?

Shi'er's whole body was tense, his beast-like eyes were staring at the Blood Fetcher, and his breathing was already heavy.

To get rid of it...or to stay awake until the Zen garden emerges.

Zenyuan Shier made a decision within 1 second, and within 0.2 seconds, recalled Kurosawa Kazuki's words.

Mori Ranmaru, Naoe Kanesuke...

One, Oda Nobunaga committed suicide by burning fire in order to procrastinate time in the Honnoji Incident, resisted the enemy alone, and was beheaded; one followed Uesugi Kagekatsu since he was a child, and finally died earlier than Uesugi’s patriarch, Uesugi Kage Sheng wept bitterly in front of him.

Damn Kurosawa Kazuki, just use the nickname of the Sengoku period to mock people!The example given did not have a good result!

Zenyuan Shier watched the blood fetching ghost's final sprint and bite, held the two remaining horns on the opponent's head again, twisted them violently, and broke them, then raised his arm and stabbed down, smashing the restless big head Through, nailed directly to the ground.

The Blood Fetcher twitched for a while, and finally stopped moving completely.

The curse that has been rampant for hundreds of years has never thought that one day he will let a human being beheaded on the spot by hand-to-hand combat alone.

After solving the curse spirit, he sat on the ground with no strength. Shi Er panted for a while, and when the adrenaline-induced blood feeling calmed down, he touched his left rib, and felt the pain belatedly.

Clutching his left rib, Shi Er felt that he had hurt his internal organs. Based on his understanding of the body, he knew that the situation was not good, and he was afraid that being able to walk now was a flashback.

"Eathering..."

Kneeling beside the Patriarch, Shi Er hugged Ugly Treasure and placed it on him.

"I don't seem to have anything valuable, at least take this guy out..."

Choubao squirmed and lay on Yuhua of the Zen Academy, trying to get close to Shier to stick it, but let the latter push him back.

"Stupid, you."

Follow him, or die here with me?

Shi Er was coughing up blood, and the color of his eyes was getting darker. He felt that the Zen Yuanhua had grabbed him, but he couldn't see clearly.

A close servant needs to serve the Patriarch closely, taking care of his daily life and food, and when fighting, a close servant is the Patriarch's shield, the most personal line of defense.

As a Chanyuan family, Wu Manli was either assimilated and rotted in that family, or he was always in a daze and couldn't find his own direction.

In the dream, he died at the hands of Gojo Satoru, and was defeated by Liuyan, the ceiling of the magic world. It didn't feel good either, he didn't like it very much.

Now there is another way, as a close servant to dedicate his life to the Patriarch.

Zenyuan Yuhua seemed to be shaking himself vigorously, and Shi Er raised his head with a feeling, wanting to look at this person again, and then felt a pair of warm hands holding his face.

"Shir?"

The surroundings were quiet, and in the darkness, the body of the sky and the curse was like a crumbling hill, pressed down exhaustedly, feeling relieved.

After the fierce battle, a lonely and wandering soul can finally land on the shore.