Did Yinshi overturn today?

tacit understanding is very important

Yuriko Takeshiro did not speak.

Her hands were still trembling badly, and she couldn't use much strength, but she still clenched the amulet tightly with all her strength. The rough handwriting outlined by the golden thread made her palm ache, and she awakened it with this pain. With that little bit of strength, he gripped back even harder.

Yuriko Wucheng took two deep breaths, adjusted her heartbeat, and tried to get up from the ground. The candy in her pocket that was originally used to coax children fell to the ground, and the hard candy hit the ground with a light sound.

Originally it was just an act of despair, but I didn't expect it to be effective. Now looking at the "tribute" on the ground, Yuriko Takeshiro had an untimely idea in her mind——

How dare you even accept lollipops for ten yen each.

The lump of curse was really not moving fast, not only did the little girl have time to think wildly, but Sakata Gintoki also took advantage of this gap to carefully check the little girl's state.

The hair that was originally coiled up has been messed up, and the black hair is scattered around the ears. There are some scratches on the hands, and some dust on the knees. It may have been a fall during the previous escape, but other than that, it looks No other trauma, seems to be in good condition.

Seeing the little girl standing up staggeringly, and then staring at the candy that fell on the ground in a daze, Sakata Gintoki took a step back while keeping facing the curse spirit, and squatted down.Standing up, he picked up the candy on the ground with one hand, and wrapped the other around the little girl's waist.

"catch me."

"Eh--?"

Sakata Gintoki stood up with his arms around the little girl, Yuriko Takeshiro waved her hands in the air, her sense of balance was worse because she was holding something in her hands, and finally she grabbed the man's curly hair to stabilize herself.

"It hurts—"

Sakata Gintoki was dragged screaming, his head was tilted back in the direction of the force, because he was still holding one in his hand, so the center was not the same as usual, and he tilted his head too much for a moment...

Just, it became a lower back.

Later, due to posture problems, the young lady's head is actually a little more protruding than Sakata Gintoki, that is to say, judging from the current situation——

Let's put it this way, Miss Sister should be able to use it as a buffer.

As we all know, in Yin's fucking world, all hostages have to save themselves, and the person who rescues the hostages is very likely to become the perpetrator in the end.

It seems that this sign has not been extinguished even if the world is changed.

Seeing that the young lady's head was getting closer and closer to the ground, the figures of the two became more and more parallel to the ground, and the area of ​​the shadow further expanded.

The shadows of the two overlapped together, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me. It may be for this reason that the small earth bag originally hidden in the shadow of Sakata Gintoki has further expanded the space for movement. The light and light shadow clearly looks like It is as illusory as smoke, or as ethereal as dust being raised, but at the moment it becomes a strong support, avoiding the bad result of wearing a cervical spine corrector for the young lady.

Yuriko Takeshiro only felt that the back of her neck was being gently dragged, and the feeling was very delicate. She couldn't tell how big the area in contact with herself was, and what kind of touch it was like, like a gust of wind or a ray of sunshine, like the world itself The same ignorance, but reassuring.

After standing up again, the original lump of rotten meat has now swelled to the height of a person. It has no human form, and there are no similar facial features. It feels like a slime with internal organs.

The surface of the mantra is covered with a film, which is interwoven with a mesh structure. Each mesh has a different size, and the inside is filled with black round particles, which can make people feel dense phobia.

Sakata Gintoki approached the door step by step. The lump of rotten meat seemed to have no concept of front, back, left, and right. It squirmed in the direction of the two of them. All kinds of sundries on the ground were wrapped in by the curse, and the translucent tissue could be seen clearly. There are also sundries such as pens in the needle tube inside the mantra.

Sakata Gintoki thought about it for two seconds, then turned around and ran while hugging the little sister. The slime made a disgusting wriggling sound behind him, but he probably wouldn't be able to catch up in a short time.

After breaking through the door and going out onto the street, remembering that slightly advanced spell spirits could not pass through walls, Sakata Gintoki asked the young lady to come, and locked the door of the small clinic, then put the young lady down, and patted the young lady reassuringly. She asked, "Is it okay for you to be alone?"

Yuriko Wucheng was a little surprised: "Aren't you going?"

Sakata Gintoki waved his hand: "I'll deal with that lump of slime."

The little girl was a little hesitant, but when she thought about how she grabbed someone's hair and almost missed a double kill in the team, she truly realized that staying here was of no use other than delaying her legs, so she nodded to express her understanding.

Before leaving, Yuriko Wucheng offered all the things in her pocket that had something to do with sugar.

"In the future, I will firmly regard the religion of sugar divination as my only belief!" The young lady said solemnly, "I will call my hometown and let them believe in the religion of sugar divination, as well as my future descendants..."

Sakata Gintoki: "...you go away and the curse spirit will chase you out later."

Yuriko Takeshiro bowed deeply to her future faith, then staggered away.

After confirming that the little girl had successfully left, Sakata Gintoki put his weight on his left leg, tapped the toe of his right leg, and made a regular sound like a secret signal.

This is one of the secret signs that he and Xiao Tubao had discussed.

The sun should be in the middle of the top of the head now, but the shadow under Gintoki Sakata's feet completely disobeyed this rule, looking towards the right side of the man's body, and then the color of the shadow became darker, darker than the shadow Things like black holes.

A wooden knife seemed to protrude from the depths, and there were still black shadows surging around it. The wooden knife kept upright and slowly moved upwards until it handed itself into the hands of Sakata Gintoki.

Gintoki Sakata held the wooden knife, pulled out the remaining part in one breath, and flicked it, erasing the non-existent blood, making a loud sound of piercing the air.

Is there any difference between this process and Gintoki Sakata bending over to pull out the wooden knife from the ground?

No.

So why design such an action?

Because he is handsome.

Sakata Gintoki posed handsomely before the curse spirit appeared.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the curse spirit did not come out for some reason.

Sakata Gintoki:  …

what happened.

Sakata Gintoki calmed down and tried to find any clues that had been missed, but he didn't find any sound from the curse spirit... It would be better to say that he didn't hear any sound, the area was so strangely quiet.

what's wrong...

Only then did Sakata Gintoki realize that it was noon, and it was obviously not such a remote place, but there was so much noise from running away and screaming before, and no one came out to watch the commotion.

An ominous premonition sprouted from the bottom of his heart, Sakata Gintoki hurriedly took out his keys and went back to the small clinic, and searched the clinic again.

He had already prepared that the curse spirit was actually pretending not to be there, and was actually ambushing somewhere in the clinic to give him a fatal blow, but it turned out that the slime was really not there.

If it's not here, it can only be at Yuriko Wucheng.

Sakata Gintoki felt the heaviness of being stuffed with candies in his pockets, and ran again.

……

Gojo Satoru was actually wandering the streets today.

After becoming recognized as the strongest, he no longer went on missions with his high school classmates. They have two special grades and a precious reverse nurse in this class. The time we get along with each other is not as long as that of the assistant supervisor.

The point is, when a class is squeezed into three labors, everyone has a heavy burden, Gojo Satoru hasn't been so free for a long time.

Gojo Satoru now has free time to press the road, and half of the credit can be attributed to the Children's Department of the High School of Magic, especially the Sakata Gintoki who indirectly helped Gojo Satoru get along with such a strange trick.

That Sakata Gintoki who was full of mystery and unilaterally disconnected after he sent him a message.

Gojo Satoru stopped in front of the window of a certain dessert shop in a daze.

This is the dessert shop the two of them met for the first time, and what Gojo Satoru is looking at now is the last Daifuku that was snatched away by Sakata Gintoki.

Having said that, this dessert shop usually has enough desserts. Afterwards, Gojo Satoru asked the clerk, and Sakata Gintoki ate almost five desserts by himself.

Although Gojo Satoru's six eyes can't measure measurements (can he?), but in terms of overall body shape, Sakata Gintoki belongs to the type that looks thin when dressed, and has flesh when undressed. This amount of sweets matches that body shape It can be said to be very unscientific.

Sakata Gintoki with a height of 177 and a weight of 65kg: This is the benefit of the official setting of height and weight.

Just when Gojo Satoru, who had no relevant concepts at all, began to think about whether Sakata Gintoki had diabetes, a phone call interrupted his thoughts.

"Hey."

The panicked voice of the assistant supervisor came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Wujo, where are you now, do you have time?"

The point of where he is is completely polite to Gojo Satoru. As long as he is in the country, he will be able to reach the mission location one step earlier than all other conjurers.

This is the strongest strength.

So the question is whether Gojo Satoru has time, or how he is feeling right now.

Gojo Satoru didn't make a clear statement, but just asked, "What happened?"

The assistant supervisor calmed himself down, and there was the sound of paper flipping through the phone, followed by a simplified mission message.

The assistant supervisor first spat out an address, "...just now I received a report from [Window], saying that a phenomenon similar to the development of the field was found here."

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

The expansion of the field can be said to be the symbol of the pinnacle of the conjurer, and many conjurers may have never seen it in their entire lives.

The existing people who can use the field expansion can be counted on one hand. Judging from the tone of the assistant supervisor, what he observed should not be any of the known conjurers, so there is only one possibility left.

In the urban area of ​​Tokyo, a super magic spirit appeared.

Assuming that ordinary weapons are effective against mantras, super-level mantras almost require carpet bombing with missiles to destroy them. In addition, the gap between special-level and super-level is sometimes even larger than that between level-[-] and level-[-], so If this is the case, then this is indeed a problem that has to be dealt with as soon as possible.

On the other side of the phone, the voice of the assistant supervisor pretending to be calm continued: "Mr. Xia Youjie is also nearby... There are several first-level conjurers on their way."

Jie is also a super class, and under normal circumstances, a super conjurer stabilizes the super class magic spirit. Since the assistant supervisor still chooses to call himself under such circumstances, it can only prove that Jie may not be able to catch up.

Gojo Satoru sighed.

The sighting location mentioned by the assistant supervisor just now is far away from where Gojo Satoru is now, but——

It is very close to the task site assigned to Sakata Gintoki today.

Gojo Satoru snorted softly and muttered with unknown meaning, but he didn't let the assistant supervisor urge him anymore, and took the initiative to take over the task in the next second, "Tell them not to go, I will deal with this problem."

The assistant supervisor hesitated: "But..."

Gojo Satoru hung up the phone.

Although I have already stated my position, but judging from the hesitation of the other party just now, it is estimated that a few magicians will be assigned to come over - to evacuate the crowd and all other finishing work.

And because of the thoughtful arrangement of the auxiliary supervisor, in addition to eliminating the curse spirit, he also needs to rush in front of everyone to ensure that the other people on the magician's side are separated from Sakata Gintoki.

It doesn't matter whether this person is ruining his own reputation or is secretly playing some other tricks.

Gojo Satoru, as an important contact, needs a conversation without interruption.

……

The previous connection between Takeshiro Yuriko and Sakata Gintoki became weaker as the distance increased after they separated, which required men to spend more time looking for someone.

As the road progresses, the surrounding buildings gradually become weirder, which is difficult to find as a background, but if you stare at a building carefully for more than 30 seconds, snowflake-like spots begin to appear on the walls, and black flares appear in front of you , as if blinded for a short time after looking directly at the sun, the whole person temporarily lost his direction.

Sakata Gintoki was dizzy by the scene of falling into San, shook his head, and planned to continue looking for someone, but the touch of the ground suddenly changed from a flat asphalt ground to a swamp-like touch. Soaring to 0, there is no excessive place in the middle, the man's legs are more than half sunken in the ground, and in desperation, he just stabs down the wooden knife he has been holding in his hand.

The swamp-like ground began to surge like waves, and a huge bubble emerged from the asphalt-colored ground. After breaking open, the jagged edge resembled a devil's mouthparts, and it emitted a high-frequency roar that was almost beyond the range of human ear recognition.

The curse spirit surged even more violently under the pain. It did not have limbs in the usual sense. Judging from the contact parts, the composition of the other party did not contain corrosive substances such as acid and alkali. Sakata Gintoki whose half leg was sunk I feel that apart from the disgusting touch, this thing seems to have no lethality.

Just when Sakata Gintoki was tentatively trying to give it another knife, the curse spirit roared and clenched his legs tightly, the extremely dense liquid squeezed his bones, Sakata Gintoki seemed to hear the mournful cry from his own bones in a trance .

Enduring the severe pain, Sakata Gintoki did not give up on the previous plan, and the knife was still pierced. After the magic spirit broke away from the disguise on the ground, it changed back to the appearance that suffocated the intensive phobia. Now that the distance is close enough, the man Suddenly, I found that those small black spots were not as simple and rude as decorations or blackheads.

Those are the eyes of the mantra.

It looked like some kind of insect's eye, with a disgusting honeycomb structure still inside, it was frighteningly black, and the whites of the eyes could not be distinguished, but Sakata Gintoki somehow knew that this thing was staring at him.

He was about to be nauseated, and the strength of his hands was even heavier, almost smashing the entire wooden knife into the inside of the curse spirit.

This time the curse spirit became even more angry. It directly grabbed Sakata Gintoki's leg, and threw Sakata Gintoki into a small pancake on the ground like a Hulk throwing Loki, a ramen master throwing dough, or an ordinary person throwing a thermometer.

Sakata Gintoki: "...myback."

Even if you are beaten with blood all over your face, you can't forget to play tricks.

Although the bones were about to be broken, but at least they were separated from the place where they could not use their strength. Sakata Gintoki stood up straight again, thinking about the next countermeasure.

He has never met such a sticky opponent. According to his years of painstaking research on the textbook ("Youth Jump"), in this case, he must either freeze the opponent or blow him up with a light cannon.

Unfortunately, Gintoki Sakata knows neither.

...Why don't the little dirtbags eat it?

By the way, can this be eaten?

Sakata Gintoki was lying on the ground and his mind was full of manipulations. When he looked up at the sky, he found that the sky was also painted in the same style as the building just now. After looking at it for a long time, it began to distort and deform, and it was very sans.

He closed his eyes, propped up his sore body with a wooden knife, and was stunned when he turned his eyes to the curse spirit again.

Sakata Gintoki said how he felt that the little girl was also in this direction just now.

The lump of slime "pulls" itself out from the ground, because it is translucent, so when the curse spirit gradually expands itself from the plane to the height of Sakata Gintoki, Sakata Gintoki can still see it There is a wavy ground, and there is Yuriko Takeshiro who lives and dies in the curse spirit.

The little girl looked as if she was asleep, and her expression could even be called tranquil.

Sakata Gintoki couldn't tell if the opponent's chest was still heaving.

no solution anymore……

Sakata Yinshi threw away the wooden knife, and a small soil bag appeared next to the shadow at his feet, "looked" at the man, then ate the wooden knife, and retracted to the soles of Sakata Yinshi's feet.

"You have to cheer me up a bit." Sakata Gintoki murmured to someone, then wiped his face, calmed down, and then rushed towards the curse spirit without any shield or armor .

The touch of the curse spirit is the same as what he felt just now, except for nausea and suffocation, the resistance is extremely strong, because the curse spirit has been expanding, and now it is very easy to wrap two adults, Sakata Gintoki and Takeshiro Yuriko at the same time. There is even a distance between them.

In order to shorten this distance, Sakata Gintoki almost drowned in the curse spirit. The breath he held before was really not enough. He observed the distance between him and Yuriko Takeshiro, and then took a look at the fresh air outside him. distance, cursed secretly and then changed direction.

Sakata Yinshi took a deep breath, and accidentally choked on the saliva again, coughing his lungs to come out.

"Cough, cough cough—"

The lack of oxygen made Sakata Yinshi's face flushed red, and his brain was running slowly due to insufficient supply. He saw a familiar white hair in the distance, but he didn't realize who this white hair was, nor did he realize that he met him. After Baimao, I could have asked for help, and I didn't remember that I was hiding something from Baimao.

Panting for breath, Sakata Gintoki ignored the motionless white hair, pinched his nose, and plunged back into the curse spirit as if diving.

This time he gained experience, and finally managed to hold Yuriko Takeshiro's wrist before he suffocated to death, telling Sakata Gintoki the good news that the other party was still alive with a weak beating. He tried hard to pull the other party ashore together, but the curse spirit Obviously, he would not just do as he wished.

After Sakata Gintoki escaped for the first time to take a breath, Manu Ling realized his own shortcomings, but he was also a little clever, knowing that as long as Yuriko Takeshiro was still in his hands, the man would definitely come back.

This story also taught it the importance of hostages. The curse spirit looked at the conjurer not far away, and increased the density in his body again, making it more difficult for Sakata Gintoki to escape.

Gojo Satoru jumped down from a high place, came to the mantra spirit, and approached step by step.

His eyes covered by sunglasses couldn't see his expression clearly, and the spell contracted again. Sakata Gintoki was still dazed to see who this distorted person looked like someone from the Simpsons, but he was caught off guard. Pressing down, spit out the last mouthful of air.

Gojo Satoru paused, and made a seal on his hand.

But there are "people" who react faster than him.

At a certain moment before Gojo Satoru could react, a dark "circle" suddenly appeared on the soles of Mana Ling's feet.

The appearance of this circle is only a matter of a moment. It is so regular that it looks like it was drawn with a compass. The color is so dark that it looks like the abyss in the Bible or the black hole in the universe. It is so pure that no impurities can be distinguished.

Six eyes can't see through.

The last person who couldn't see through was the one who was trapped in the curse spirit at the center of this whole weirdness.

The dark circle rises from the edge, like fangs, or something like a flow of water flowing in reverse, and quickly gathers towards the middle to form a hemisphere, completely enveloping the curse spirit.

Under the watchful eyes of Gojo Satoru, that hemisphere shrank rapidly at a worrying speed, as if there was no foreign object wrapped in it. When the final range was so small that it was disturbing, Sakata Gintoki was finally "filtered" out of it.

Yuriko Takeshiro still hasn't woken up, but the rising and falling chest can prove that she is still alive.

Sakata Gintoki and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, neither of them said anything.