Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

I think my current appearance is still quite deceptive.

In June, Tokyo has entered into a scorching heat, and many people have already been involuntarily attracted by the air-conditioning at the store doorways on both sides, but I swayed from the east to the west with a sun hat as if nothing had happened, even with my hair on my temples. Not wet with sweat... Even so, it can be understood that girls are naturally cold and not afraid of the scorching heat.

In addition, he occasionally stopped trembling, took a few breaths, and his face was mostly blocked by the hat.

On the whole, it can be said that it is perfunctory in seriousness.

Anyway, it is enough to fool the "tactful" neon people who "will not cause trouble to others".

Of course, if you are really unlucky and bump into the curse spirit...

I turned my wrist at will, clenched and loosened my five fingers, and preliminarily estimated the increase in strength after bearing the weight.

Alas, in the state of rest and recuperation, the mana-consuming and blood-consuming big skills can't be thrown out. Isn't this fist still usable?

Even if it's not clear whether my attack method can work against the curse spirit, it's not impossible to hit until I lose my ability to move, it's just a little troublesome.

...Although at this stage, I am not very happy to take this kind of trouble.

"So the wind blowing from the ground just now was your handwriting, right?" I answered the phone that rang almost at the same time, "Mr. Wujo?"

"Hey, this is Teacher Wutiao," said lazily on the other end of the phone, "It's my turn to go out today, that guy is going to spy on the cute freshmen."

"Good afternoon, Teacher Wutiao," I changed my words seamlessly, consciously ignoring a few details in his words: "So hardworking Teacher Wutiao, can you explain my doubts?"

"Well," snapped his fingers on the other end of the phone, "it's very simple, it's just a mark, don't you want to take a vacation, the most aggressive spell of 'I' is attached to it, and spell spirits below the second level are basically If you see it, you will walk around..."

"The second level and above?"

"Actively attack within a certain range," he continued casually: "That kind of existence can naturally kill one by one."

"Sounds a bit like a red-named boss patrolling the territory," I touched my chin, "You called to confirm the situation just now? Because the marker was triggered?"

"Yes, how are you doing?"

"I didn't see anything," I pondered. "Anything that can actively trigger an attack is above level two. There are no abnormal phenomena around me. It should be just a probability event, ah, except for the sudden wind."

And the killing intent that erupted and disappeared in an instant belonged to "Wujo Wu".

"It doesn't matter what, I didn't ask this... Forget it," he said and laughed, "It seems that you should be quite good at fighting."

"That's not true." I recalled the beating career when I first practiced martial arts, and said quietly, "I can fight better... By the way, aren't you on a field trip?"

Are you free to call?

"That's not true," he imitated my tone and said, "There is no one who can fight."

"Teacher Wutiao, who is super capable, let me interject a question." I suddenly remembered the panda that jumped from the tall building earlier, "Does this mark have the same effect in the eyes of magicians?"

There was a sudden silence over there.

Then, the sound of the snack package being torn open overwhelmed the human voice, and the human voice mumbled: "How do I know, I haven't used it before, that guy should be doing this for the first time, anyway, there will be no difference hit someone."

"That's right, I'm the one who took advantage anyway." I swallowed the last sip of milk tea, sorted out the garbage and put it in the store, and went out. It’s okay for me to warm up once in a while, but you two should save your trump card for the end, right?”

"I can't hear you, can't hear you," said the person on the other end who immediately pulled the receiver away. "A person on vacation should look like a person on vacation!"

"--beep."

A busy tone came from the other end of the phone, I shrugged and put the phone in my bag,

Vacation is very important, yes, after all, I have a premonition that after experiencing three worlds, it is time to wake up from this long sleep, and it is almost time to do rehabilitation for integrating into modern life.

At least you can't go to work with a vindictive spirit all over your body.

I tried to conceive that scene in my mind, and immediately shivered, shaking my head quickly to shake the picture out of my mind.

No, no, no.

But sometimes, it's not dark when I close my eyes.

It was the accident just now, and I just remembered that it seems that every time I go to the commercial street, something big will happen.

Like Nine-Tails attacking the village, like the alarm clock ringing, like a decisive battle by Infinite City...

I regained my senses from the painful memories, and pushed open the sliding door nervously. As expected, I saw at the intersection in front of the door——

a panda? ? ?

My pupils quake.

Wait, is it common for pandas to appear on the streets of downtown Tokyo these days? !

Why did you appear so confidently——

Suffocating eyes met, and in the silence, this black and white, chubby, two-meter-tall, naive panda, said the first sentence hesitantly: "... Touch it?"

He turned out to be the miraculous Guan Zhi voice——

Damn, isn't this more difficult to refuse.

"Is it really okay?" I tried to hold down my raised right hand reservedly and politely: "Will it not disturb your work?"

Parkour on tall buildings in such a hot weather will never be a hobby.

"Of course not. My job is to bring happiness to those who love pandas." A second-year college student in the form of a panda grinned, showing a very panda smile: "Group photos are also allowed."

He skillfully took out a mobile phone from his invisible pocket, made a full appearance of the doll staff, kind and enthusiastic: "Do you want to take a picture?"

When I came back to my senses, my hand was already on that Mao Mao's ear, and at the same time, I took out my mobile phone and skillfully made a set of Jiugongge in front of the camera.

"Look at you, are you here for a trip to Tokyo?" Panda took my phone considerately, adjusted a filter very understandingly, adjusted the shooting angle to make my face smaller, and adjusted me to the golden position in coordination, "If it's your first time here and you like the excitement, I suggest you visit the commercial center in the opposite block."

This man's skillful photography skills, proper honorifics, thoughtful tips, and appropriate pose suggestions are all excellent doll staff.

I always feel that if he stops working as a conjurer one day, he will be very popular if he switches to this profession.

I silently cooperated with the camera to compare the almighty scissorhands.

Why can a panda take selfies better than me.

During this process, we chatted a few more words. It was just an ordinary chat between staff and customers. After the group photo was over, the two sides said goodbye to each other without even exchanging names.

...so what is he here for?

Inexplicably, I held up the mobile phone with the newly stored Jiugongge group photo in front of my eyes. On the edge was the back of a large life-sized panda moving away step by step.

At first I thought it was Mr. Gojo who mentioned me to his students, but I overturned this guess after talking with him. If I said that I found something suspicious about me, I didn’t seem to have it. If I had to say it, it seemed that I was just here. Recognize a face?

This statement seems even more strange...

I shook my head and put away half of the photos.

Forget it, instead of thinking about it, it’s better to think about what movie will come later——

The ground under his feet shook abruptly.

The whispered conversations of experienced neon people came from the side: "Did you also feel the shock just now?"

"Level two? Or three? It's not a big problem, we—"

"boom--!"

Flames and explosion smoke rose from a distance, and the sudden sound of alarms and panicked voices overwhelmed the peace.

I instinctively looked in the direction of the accident.

fire?explode?Or an act of terror?

wrong!

I resolutely put away my decorative sun hat, tightened my satchel, and ran in the direction of the flow of people.

Even with my eyes closed, my sensitivity to flames made me draw a conclusion in an instant: something is wrong with the fire.

On a relatively remote street corner in the distance, the building maintains its original shape with unimaginable possibility. The billowing smoke is ejected from the gap. Through the automatic sliding door, you can clearly see the bright magma color in the inner layer, steam, stones, etc. , crystal chips and magma slowly flowed down the wall.

This is not a fire that can be raised artificially!

I went retrograde all the way, put my hand in my pocket, unlocked the lock screen, and called out the emergency contact.

Busy tone, busy tone, call in progress.

I decisively switched to another one, and it aired again.

Very well, this time it is simply call barring.

I gave up the call, turned to the information interface, typed a few words blindly, and sent them to the group.

The almighty Gojo Satoru should be able to find him by following his spell mark, right?

Bypassing the congested traffic lights, running under heavy pressure was superimposed layer upon layer, and I began to feel powerless.

It seems that the next attack will reduce unnecessary movement.

I hold my beating heart hard,

Running here, the flow of people has become less and less, and the sprint to straighten the route is coming to an end. At a certain junction, I passed through an invisible barrier, and the noise around me was also cut off.

It is "account".

I looked up consciously.

The sky was still the same sky, but it was dyed a dark color for no reason, and the high-temperature lava flowed and spread wantonly on the ground.

A black and white figure crashed in from the other side of the "tent": "What's the situation? Hasn't the task been submitted and the goal resolved long ago?"

A female voice immediately responded loudly: "Who knows—everyone has been evacuated?"

"Yes—" The black and white figure passed by me who was holding on to the electric pole and panting.

Two seconds later, he slammed on the brakes to turn around, and then turned back at more than double the speed of leaving: "Wait, there is another one!"

"You..." The panda-shaped Manke looked at me seriously, and then, under the wide front paw cover, it just covered my eyes, and carefully closed the front paw with sharp claws, and then, the black and white During the shaking, the sound of breaking wind poured into the ears, and at the same time, there was a voice speaking at a fast speed: "It's too dangerous here, I'll take you to the safe zone."

I opened my mouth, then quickly fell silent.

Now is not the time to argue, there are pursuers arriving.

Judging by the wind pressure in the air, it should be in mid-air at this moment. For the sake of speed and distance, it is inevitable to choose an empty path. However, in the eyes of the prepared enemy, the air target will also appear more conspicuous.

Also easier to hit.

I cooperated to maintain a motionless posture to reduce confusion. With the help of the surrounding air and heat changes, as well as the slight bumps along the way, I began to analyze the attack situation of the enemy and our side. At the same time, the danger from the deliberate target was also approaching.

The sharp piercing sound and the extremely burning counterattack with the smell of coke are getting closer and closer. The palm covering my eyes is still motionless, but the other hand that is gradually tightening on my back has been exposed. He was nervous.

Now that the situation is pressing, it is too late to slowly structure the current situation, so it is better to see the tricks.

I withdrew my outward perception, and turned to concentrate all my accumulated strength to tighten my body, while intentionally changing my breathing rate.

Support ready...ready...counterattack ready...ready...

"Miss, can you still hear me clearly?"

I was adjusting my breathing, so I had to nod my head up and down in response.

"That's good." Probably taking my nervous preparations as nervousness and fear, the panda's palm on my back moved, "Close your eyes now, after three beeps, I will put my hands down, can you?"

I didn't understand the meaning of his words, but I still nodded my head very cooperatively to express my understanding.

Probably meant to be ready to fire.

"Very well, let's begin."

Great, I'm ready too.

"one."

The bear's paw covering my eyes moved away as promised, and I didn't close my eyes obediently as I was told. I saw an invisible barrier covering the scene of the incident as the center, a closed darkness illuminated by fire. Sky.

"two."

The flames were trapped in the building that seemed to be evacuated early, but the ubiquitous heat was coming here, but it didn't bother me, three beeps, let's see if I...

"Three—Maki!"

I am fully prepared to attack.

I was spun and thrown by a panda.