Immersive Script Experience Master

In the middle of the night, Yoshino Junpei stood under a tree, looking at a window with a blank expression.

"What are you doing at school so late?"

Yoshino Junpei was taken aback, looked back and found that it was Fuguro Hui, he was relieved, he touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "I left something here, but you, what are you doing here?"

Fu Heihui was not fooled by his rhetoric, looked at him quietly for two seconds, and suddenly said: "You are here, not because you left something behind."

"Ahaha," Yoshino Junpei smiled awkwardly, trying to confuse him, but seeing that Fuguro Hui did not intend to let him go at all, he drooped his shoulders dejectedly, and his voice was full of helplessness, "As expected of Fukui, completely concealed But you."

He straightened his expression, "Actually, recently, I found that when Mr. Jia was carrying us on his back, he always showed an expression of suffering and enduring something. I was a little worried, so I wanted to quietly see if Teacher Jia was in trouble after school. What's the trouble?"

Hearing this, Fuguro Hui also frowned, recalled it, and did not notice what Yoshino said in his memory, but usually Yoshino is more careful, and can always notice things that other people can't find, so Fukuro Hui didn't think there was any problem, he was just worried about the problems that appeared in Teacher Jiaru.

Teacher Jiaru has a special status in the entire conjuration world, and can be regarded as being protected at ordinary times. If any enemy wants to attack the conjurer, it is expected that the target will be on her. It was right to prevent this situation.

A figure of a person appeared in his mind. It was a clear afternoon, and the warm sun shone on his body, which made Fu Heihui sleepy. His vision was blurred and he saw the man sitting by the window with his back to the light. The habitual smiling tone is like the best hypnotic, making him drowsy.

"Games, of course the nurse should be killed first...healing, healing!"

Yoshino Junpei noticed that Fuguro Hui was in a trance, so he called him.

Only then did Fu Heihui come to his senses, because the warmth brought by the memories was instantly swallowed by the anger that could not be dissipated for several years, his expression turned cold, and he tried to make himself forget about those things, and instead focused on the matter of the teacher.

In the case that the high school had been prepared for a long time, if there was a problem with Teacher Jiajin, he had to suspect that it was caused by an insider.Fu Heihui didn't want to think about this possibility.

"Speaking of which, I don't know when Mr. Kamiya will come back. It would be nice if he was here."

When Yoshino Junpei encountered difficulties, he subconsciously thought of the most reliable person he recognized in his heart, and he didn't even realize what he said.

However, Fu Heihui's instant cold face made him realize that he had said something wrong. Everyone in the high school knew that Fu Hei hated Teacher Shengu, so he shouldn't have mentioned this in front of Fu Hei.

Just as he was about to apologize, Fu Heihui had already taken the lead, "Go over and have a look."

"okay."

The two of them noticed something was wrong as soon as they walked into the corridor where the teacher's office was located. In the school where there was no one there, there was only light from a wide open door in the corridor. The two of them looked at each other and hurriedly run over.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a shocking scene. Mr. Jia was standing by the table, and was strangled by a man who appeared from outside the window and was dragged outward. Fu Heihui's eyes fell on The black air wrapped around Teacher Jiaru's arm seemed to burn Teacher Jiaru.

what is that? !

His pupils shrank: "Teacher!"

Just as Fu Heihui was about to use the shadow spell and made a gesture, Teacher Jiaru disappeared.

The night breeze stirred the curtains, and neither the burglary nor the mysterious man disappeared under the window.

"How is this going!!"

Fu Heihui's hand holding the door frame tightened, and immediately reacted and shouted at Yoshino Junpei: "Contact Gojo Satoru!"

In the blink of an eye, he had already chased him out.

Looking at the empty room, Yoshino Junpei slowly put away his anxious expression, and a gloomy coldness climbed up his young face. He slammed the door frame hard and reprimanded in a low voice: "Damn it."

Instead of contacting Wujo Satoru, he walked into the room and rummaged in the drawer.

It wasn't until he found a simple box in the corner, and when he opened it, there was a completely non-reflective black stone inside, exuding an ominous atmosphere, he put the box away, took out his phone, and called Gojo Satoru.

The next day, the office of the family was full of people. The students who were also conjurers were used to seeing weird things, so they would not be too disturbed. Li was taken away under the noses of the two first-year-olds, and everyone tensed up, for fear that someone would come out and attack them.

Last night, Fu Heihui lost his target just after chasing him for a while. No matter how he searched, there was no trace, so he had to come back first.

Gojo Satoru was not in Tokyo at the time, and when he rushed back, it was already impossible to find the person who took the family gun.

However, based on the particularity of Six Eyes, he still found some interesting things.

Others couldn't see it, but in his eyes, the room was almost filled with a black unknown object, forming a thick fog. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the black air rushed up like leeches that saw food, stinging Spread from the hands to the brain.

In the eyes of others, Gojo Satoru looked at his hand as if nothing had happened, showing a subtle expression of appreciation.

This black energy was repelling him, Gojo Satoru was very sure of this.

It's like... yeah, it's like the black air is from the opposite side of the conjurer, completely repelling everything to do with conjuration, and trying to kill him.

The principle is similar to that of the human immune system. Spells are viruses that invade the world and must be strangled.

Gojo Satoru remembered the phone call from Glass five days ago.

......

half a month ago.

Jia Ruzi received the corpse of a conjurer.

A very complete corpse with no apparent cause of death.

As a conjurer, everyone is prepared to die without knowing when, she is a little sad, but these sorrows have long been numb.

So she was just going to do an autopsy to determine the cause of death.

The person who brought the corpse didn't know if it was because he was sick, his face looked as white as paper, he held his stomach in pain, and told Jia Ruozi that he might have eaten something bad, and he had to go to the hospital to get some medicine.

Jia Ruozi didn't pay much attention to it, and after everyone left, he began to dissect the body.

At first, it was just an ordinary job, but gradually, she found something was wrong.

The deceased had no wounds, but looked in pain.The organs and viscera are all aging to 80 to [-] years old.

Finally, she found a stone half the size of a fist in the corpse. As soon as she picked up the stone, a black air spiraled around her arm, and she threw the stone away reflexively.

When the stone is lying on the ground, it is so ordinary that it will not attract people's attention at all.

The black air wrapped around her arm disappeared as if she was just dazzled.

She had a premonition that something was wrong, so she packed up the stone and prepared to study it alone.

In the next few days, she noticed that the spell power on her body seemed to be continuously sucked away by a vortex, and she herself felt a huge repulsion.

Jiarui Nigzi became exhausted, and her right hand was throbbing from time to time, which tormented her mentally, and even the reversal technique could not cure her.

But she persisted in her research.

After several days of research, she discovered an amazing fact.

This stone is like the immune system of something, treating everything associated with the spell as a virus, and executing the killing command, making the spell disappear in this world, which is the target of the substance carried on these stones.

The conjurer is naturally the first target.

What is even more chilling is that these stones are not artificial, but natural.

Such a small stone is the enemy of all conjurers.

Knowing this, Jia Ruozi no longer dared to tell others about this discovery, for she was afraid that someone would use it as a weapon against conjurers.

The only person who can be trusted is Gojo Satoru.

With trembling hands, she dialed Gojo Satoru's number. She waited for a long time, but when a familiar voice came from the phone, she finally felt that she had returned to the human world.

Even she herself was a little surprised that her voice was so calm.

"I have something to discuss with you, when will you come back?"

"Me? There are still many, many things that can be resolved in about a week. What's the matter with you?" The person on the other side of the phone was a little careless.

Jia Ruozi took a deep breath, "I see, this matter is really important, I must tell you face to face, you should settle it quickly, that's all."

She hung up the phone first.

Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously at all, but he still planned to speed up and go back a few days earlier.

Ming is back.

......

In the afternoon, Kamiya Mingichi and guest No. [-] held a cup of hot tea and chatted leisurely.

"This contact with Shinto made me discover something very interesting."

Guest No. [-] also melted into this idle afternoon, the agency is too busy recently, he has spent the night at the agency headquarters for a whole month!

"If people have souls, where do you think people in this country should go after they die?"

"Yellow Spring?"

"People and the underworld form a cycle, just like the rain in the sky will return to the ocean sooner or later. On the ground, the magician and the magic spirit form another cycle. Isn't the existence of the magician very subtle?"

Before Guest No. [-] could understand this sentence, the doctor started talking about another topic.

"Many Japanese myths and legends all illustrate one thing. Gods are born of human desires, that is, human thoughts and emotions, and can support living beings with souls. So, can I think that the curse spirit Is it also a [life] with an independent soul?"

"That's right..." Guest No. [-] thought of Su Nuo. Obviously, if it wasn't for the identity of a curse spirit, Su Nuo would be no different from a human being.

"Since there is [life], the curse spirit has the concept of [death], and all [death] should be controlled by the goddess of the underworld, Izanami. Then, the last question, where should the curse spirit go after death?"

An answer appeared in the heart of Guest No. [-], and Ying went to Huangquan just like everyone else.

"However, the curse spirits expelled by the magicians seem to have disappeared, and the magic spirits who have lost the concept of [death]...... In this way, the current magicians have violated What about Huang Quan's authority?"

A series of words stunned the second guest.

It doesn't feel right, but it seems to make sense when you think about it carefully.

To put it more vividly, it means that the conjurer intercepted some black jobs from the government and took orders privately, which belongs to the gray area. After all, if there is no magic spirit, there is no need for a conjurer. If no one cares, it’s fine. One day someone wrote a letter of complaint to Huang Quan... The more I think about it, the more I feel that there is nothing wrong with it!

"Theoretically speaking, the power of the underworld and the magic department are completely repulsive. I don't know if items with the aura of the underworld will hurt the conjurers," the doctor smiled, "but I'm not a professional either. It's just a little thought after I came into contact with Shinto, after all, magicians are much more active than Shinto."

Guest No. [-], who was thinking about how to conquer Wujo Wu, was overjoyed recently. Even if this was not the case, they could still sue Huang Quan. It just so happens that they are cooperating with Shinto now, so maybe they can get in touch!

"Enlightenment? It's useless to use this trick against him, and it's not bad to clean up the miscellaneous fish."

Guest No. [-] was taken aback for a moment, did he say it?No, no, that's not the important thing.

"why?"

Of course, Kamiya Mingichi would not tell him, because Gojo Satoru is the protagonist group, and the protagonist is best at turning against the wind!

However, when it comes to dealing with Wu, I seem to have seen such posts before, about how to defeat the strongest and so on.The post at that time vaguely appeared in his mind.

Gojo Satoru was surprised to be able to stay with good people. Generally speaking, aren’t the characters in this setting all villains?

He is full of uncertainties, Kamiya Mingichi thinks that he is born with the attributes of a villain.

A high-ranking genius, unable to be understood by others, unable to blend in with the crowd, being feared and persecuted, Kamiya Mingichi has no idea what bound him to the side of good people. At first it seemed that it was because of Jie, but later Jie became black ?

To revolutionize the magic world?This reason is a bit funny when it comes to Gojo Satoru.If he wanted to do this, wouldn't it be enough to just overthrow and rebuild it?Is there anyone who can stop him?As long as it is said that in order to minimize casualties and reduce fluctuations caused by reforms, it is convincing.

Thinking about it, Shen Guming almost wrapped himself in.

Forget it, let’s ask Wu directly next time.

But one thing is certain, Gojo Satoru is not a kind, lawful and unshakable type.

He slowly figured out his thoughts: "It's unrealistic to want to kill him, the only feasible way is to dye him black."

"Destroy what he has, let him lose all his students, friends and family, give hope and then destroy, let him find that everything he wants to change will eventually return to the original point, no matter how hard he tries, it will have no effect, let him know that he has nothing Strength, but cannot change the world..."

Gradually regaining consciousness from his thoughts, Shen Guming asked customer No. [-] who was showing fear, "What's wrong?"

Guest No. [-] swallowed: "You, have you been thinking about how to deal with Gojo Satoru?"

Kamiya Mingichi looked at him innocently: "Who hasn't thought about how to defeat Gojo Wu?"

You must know that the original post had more than 1000 floors.