Ma Cang Hao, who floated out easily, landed in front of the flower shop downstairs of the apartment, where there were very few customers.Other than the shopkeeper, there was only one young man in a wheelchair picking out the fresh flowers that arrived today.

When Ma Canghao fell, the young man just happened to roll out of the wheelchair unhurriedly, holding a bouquet of bright red camellia flowers in his arms.Passing by Ma Canghao, he took one and threw it to him.

"How's the apartment?"

With his back to the mysterious red-clothed boy who suddenly appeared beside him, the young man said with an unpredictable smile.

"So-so."

Asakang Hao lifted up the bright red toon with his slender fingers, as if seeing the magnificent blood-like eyes of the man behind him, his tone was casual.

"Do you really not need my help with your legs? Just treat it as a reward for asking you to help."

The handsome young man shook his head, and immediately realized that his back was facing the other party, so he said, "No need, it's not easy for the gods to owe you favors."

Ma Cang said, "Aren't you an atheist?"

The black-haired young man said: "I can't help it, after all, I have seen the gods."

Ma Cang said kindly: "I didn't expect you to be able to speak normally. If I knew you were there, I would beat you up first."

The young man said: "Hey, isn't this what the Lord God should say?"

Ma Cang said: "You who claim to love human beings the most, have not seen where you take care of human beings."

"Who knows." The young man shrugged, with that weird smile still on his face.

"So I hate you, no matter which world."

The gods from another world crushed the bright red toon mercilessly, the petal fragments fluttered as they fell, and a few flashes of mechanical cold light could be vaguely seen.

The spirit of the young man behind him had gone away, and the young man smiled suddenly while holding the bouquet of red toon that was rarely seen in flower shops.

"Oh, this is the latest monitor I got. Lord God is really rude." The smile on the handsome young man's face became bigger and bigger. Half of his figure was blocked by the eaves, and half of him was exposed to the skylight. In the interlacing of light and dark, undercurrents surged in his blood-colored eyes.

"It's a god who doesn't like humans. It looks like he doesn't like me very much. Interesting, interesting—human love!"

The young man was sitting in a wheelchair, bowing his waist, hugging a toon flower and laughing maniacally.

"Mr. Orihara!" A little brown-haired boy suddenly ran over from outside. He stopped panting in front of the black-haired young man's wheelchair and muttered, "Mr. Orihara, you really like to run around, and you can't be seen when you turn your head Lah. Didn’t you just come to Shinjuku to get a document, why are you here?”

"Yaoren, you are so noisy."

The young man named Orihara looked normal, as if it wasn't him who was as crazy as before.

"Let's go back."

"Hi! Let me push you, Mr. Orihara."

Asakura Hao did not go back to the apartment. He walked slowly on the streets of Shinjuku. The vehicles were constantly flowing, and the crowd was so dense that it was suffocating. He walked among them, but he was not stopped at all.

This is not a clean world.

The curse spirits born from the fear of human beings are densely packed and spread all over the city.Shinjuku alone is like this, you can imagine what the whole island country is like now.

Ma Canghao was not surprised. If Greeza hadn’t come to Earth inexplicably thousands of years ago, swallowed the King of Curses inexplicably, allowing the world on his side to have time to breathe, I’m afraid that side would have almost become a world in those 1000 years. what the world looks like.

Oh, of course, only in the island nation, this narrow country that has not been so normal for thousands of years.

The number of spell spirits born here is so large that the consciousness of the world pays attention to them.Otherwise, they would not unconsciously send out a distress signal, attracting the surrounding world to blend in together, just to increase the upper limit of the world, so that the pillars of attention in this world can have enough time to grow up and save their hometown.

The world awareness calculation is pretty good, but it's a pity that some people here are not so good.

For them, holding power in their own hands is more important than anything else.

Ma Canghao, who took a look at the situation in the world of conjuration these days, was suffocated by the unstoppable stench from some old guys. He almost dreamed of going back to the Ma Cang's house thousands of years ago, when he faced those messy elders.

It seems that no matter which world, some things in common between the old things are the same.

Ma Cang did not plan to stay in this world for a long time. Although the time flow in this parallel world is slower than that of the main world, the ratio is about ten to one, but after all, there are still people waiting for him in the main world.If he came back very late, maybe his two teammates thought he was in the Holy Land of the Stars and forced their way in to pick up the corpse.

And a very important point, he fought the Shaman King competition for a whole year, and he didn't go back during that period. Only Mao Lilan believed the reason of his nonsense. His overly clever detective brother should have suspected it long ago.

Although I will definitely be interrogated when I go back, but there will always be such a time, so go back and solve it early.

It's strange to say that he has been wandering outside for a year, but the detective didn't ask too many questions or kill him directly. Could it be that Long Ya's reputation is strangely good with him?

Can't.

Asakura recalled Echizen Ryuya's usual foolish attitude, and deeply felt that he should be more reliable.And, it's a good thing that Longya didn't remember the memories about Xingji, otherwise he would probably be ashamed and angry for a month and dare not tease him as Yukiko's dress-up model.

Well, in fact, Longya looks pretty good in skirts, maybe because she often pretends to be an earth girl, and the Pitt people have a good aesthetic, so the clothes she chose are very suitable for him.

Asakura, with a distracted mind, was wandering the streets of Shinjuku, seemingly aimlessly, during which time no one bumped into him, and he didn't run into anyone.

Such a picture was quickly sent back to the hands of the high-level people in the magic world by the two magicians who followed behind them by special means.

"Is that the curser who took Xia Youjie away?"

"Are you going to kill him?"

"The purpose of separating the magic spell from the six eyes has been achieved, and no one else is useless."

"Then kill him."

"It's just a curse master anyway, it doesn't matter if you die."

"It's a pity that Fu Heisher was killed by Wujo Wu, otherwise he could be invited to assassinate him."

……

The old men who were discussing in low voices forgot that they were shocked by the other party's glance through the screen. They arrogantly believed that everything in the magic world should be in their own hands. As for any changes in the middle, just get rid of them.

Just like Xia Youjie, just like Ma Canghao in their eyes.

"Then let's go down."

After the final discussion, a gentle man stood up and volunteered to take over the high-level tasks.

When he was told in advance what kind of reward you would get, the man showed a just right smile on his face. When he bowed his head humbly, his bangs slipped down, revealing the sutures on his forehead faintly.

Tokyo Conjuration High School, squatting in his best friend's room, which is also half of his room, the young six-eyed boy holding his mobile phone, finally waited for his best friend's reply:

Jie: [Wu, can you act that out?That’s right, it’s that cat transforming.jpg, if I can, I’ll go back with you. 】

Seeing the kitten with the same six eyes as he sent, Wujo Wu's pupils trembled: Jie, have you evolved from a magician to a magical boy yet?

I didn't expect Jie to miss me so much, the strongest is the cutest even if he becomes a milk cat!

[Jiejiejie, I showed it to Nitzi and she laughed at me, saying that I was wishful thinking, Jie, do you think Nitzi is too good, it was obviously the photo you sent first! 】

Completely ignoring that his female classmate stared at him with eyes like "stay away from me, your best friends", and finally said that he can't be cured and let him go. Gojo Wule Zizi sent a message, and the big man who was 1.9 meters tall was nestled on the sofa. Didn't think anything was wrong at all.

[So Jie, did you subdue the curse spirit of "magic cat and cat's whole body transformation"?Even if Jie turns into a fox, his bangs look weird, and he can't find them even at night when he squints his eyes. 】

[If Jie likes, we can play together, how about turning into a cat and a fox to scare Nitzi? 】

Even when facing himself who is suspected of being turned into a cat, Gojo Satoru is quite relaxed, and even invites his best friend to tease the only female classmate at the same level without any morals.

It can only be said that even if there may be a big hole in front of the Six Eyes feedback, it can't stop the young strongest wish to stick with his only best friend.

This is Jie, this is Jie!The only Jie in the world!

As for Xia Youjie, who was bombarded by his best friend's messages, he wished he could travel back to half an hour ago and strangle himself to death for returning the message to Wu.

He could clearly guess Wu's reaction, but why couldn't he control his reply when he saw the other party's message?

He should have known earlier that even if he appeared in front of Satoru with fox ears on his head, Satoru would only be keen to pinch his ears and try to make himself the same one—the so-called best friend is a strange logic that wants everything to be synchronized.

"So, do we in your world also get along in this way?"

Xia Youjie was spinning the pen in one hand and holding the phone in the other. He turned his head to look at Ma Canghao who was lying on the wicker chair on the balcony basking in the sun.

Since the other party's whereabouts went out several times before, they temporarily settled down in Shinjuku.Nanako and Mimiko were sent to a school in Ikebukuro, a city not far from Shinjuku, after walking around in Asakura, and he was also sent to a high school called "Laishen" in Ikebukuro.

To use Ma Canghao's words, a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old kid should go to school and study more, otherwise he won't even know the concept of parallel universes that day.

So I know the concept!

Xia Youjie's roar could only be in the bottom of his heart, because he couldn't beat Ma Canghao, and the absolute suppression in terms of force made him endure his disgust for monkeys and stay in school.

I thought I would let it go, but who knew that the other party went out to sea and brought him a set of high school politics textbooks in a big country across the sea, and asked him to recite the whole book, Xia Youjie broke out.

However, it was useless. After being suppressed without any resistance, he could only reluctantly pick up the textbook and start reciting under the worried eyes of Haibara and Riko's sister.

Carrying behind his back, he seemed to have found the door to a new world, and he was not so resistant to continue studying.

But even so, he couldn't stand Ma Canghao posting cat and fox videos every three days!It's really embarrassing to see myself and Wu Gun together when I was a child, hey, even if it looks like a small animal!

"Almost."

After finally picking out the treasured videos that he thought were suitable, Asakang smiled and said, "Little ghost, how about selling these videos to Gojo Satoru?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

Xia Youjie was shocked, "Don't go too far!"

"Where is it too much?" Ma Canghao said confidently, "I will leave in a while, and you still have to raise two children. Where will the funds come from?"

With one blow, Xia Youjie, a high school graduate, can't get up again.

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