don't bother me soar

When it comes to summer, besides the hot sun, it is easy to think of fireworks and festivals.

There are a lot of summer festivals in Japan, and some even spend the whole summer under large-scale fireworks. Festivals are held every day, and even many foreign tourists come to participate in them.

All of the above belong to the carnival of ordinary people.

In the eyes of the conjurer, the more people there, the higher the chance of the birth of the curse spirit.

No matter what the number is, it will become scary. When a large number of people gather, although most of the collective emotions are positive, some negative emotions are enough to give birth to the curse spirit.

Especially when the festival is in progress, good and bad people are mixed together, and it is difficult to manage. Many lawbreakers will take advantage of this time to attack. The loss of property is relatively light, and it is not surprising that casualties and disappearances occur.

Coupled with global warming in recent years, the summer air is getting hotter every year, and it is not cool at night.

People are prone to impatience, and the emotions that are usually suppressed may explode directly because of something...

It can be said that conjurers don't like summer, which makes them busier than other seasons.

But the cycle of the four seasons starts again and again, and the constant law will not be changed because of anyone's ideas. What should come will always come.

At the end of July, at the Tokyo Conjuration High School, after Ru Nizi finished the hand experiment, his unstretched body fell back, and the whole person hung on the chair without any image, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ah, it's finally done!"

The dark circles under the eyes that disappeared because of Guangli's addition reappeared under the eyes, which clearly explained the busyness of the recent period.

A brief summary is working overtime and staying up late. Almost every day, there are injuries sent to the high school. In addition to conjurers, there will also be ordinary people who are sent by difficult curses, and generally they are other people ( Hoshimi Conjurer) Difficult to handle.

This allowed Ru Nitzi to enjoy the feeling of being a social animal in advance, almost living in the infirmary, and also very grateful to have Guangli's help, it is impossible to be busier and more tired than now.

Thinking of this, Ru Nizi raised his head and looked at Guangli next to him. He also stayed up all night to work as a worker.

Not only is there no trace of fatigue on his face, but his skin is in a special condition, and he doesn't even have dark circles under his eyes!

Even the sitting posture is upright and straight, the clothes are neat and tidy, and the white coat is as clean as new, without any unnecessary wrinkles.

Ruo Nizi secretly envied Guangli for being energetic, and couldn't help wondering if men could stay up late better than women.

But when I thought about the tired Xia Youjie who couldn't open his eyes when he used the magic spell to transport the wounded back last night, and according to Xia Youjie, because he was busier than him with family affairs, he couldn't even crawl over to find Guangli. When I couldn't do the five enlightenments, I realized that it had nothing to do with gender, it was completely an individual difference of human beings.

Ru Nitzi couldn't help but said, "Guangli, aren't you tired?"

That's right, as a comrade-in-arms who shared weal and woe, Ru Nizi had already changed his name to Guangli.

"I'll return it. If you're too tired, go and rest first. Leave it to me." Guangli didn't lift his hands, and continued to sort out the experiment report in his hand.

You go to rest first, and leave it to me here. Ru Nizi has heard similar words from Guangli many times, and feels that Guangli has actually shared a lot of work for him.

Because even if I set the alarm clock when I was persuaded by Guangli to go to rest, I would still fall asleep because I was too tired, but every time I came back, I could see Guangli's busy figure.

"Sometimes I feel like you are a robot, Guangli." Ruo Nizi couldn't help sighing, and after being with Guangli for so long, his attitude has become a lot closer. "Always let me rest, won't you be tired?"

"It will be a meeting." Guang Li finished the last stroke, put down the pen in his hand and raised it, "Want to have a cup of afternoon tea? There is no work for now."

For Guangli, this level is nothing at all, not to mention that he no longer needs to use sleep to rest, and in his previous life, he could study any hobby and love without sleeping for more than ten years.

Before, Ru Nizi, who just wanted to slump on the chair and didn't want to go anywhere, immediately said positively: "Yes!"

The tea brewed in Guangli is better than any fairy jade dew!And after drinking it, you will feel very comfortable, your body is as comfortable as a top-notch horse, and even the accumulated mental fatigue is swept away!

In the lounge next to the office, Ru Nizi was holding a cup of steaming tea, sipping it slowly as if tasting a fine wine.

Taking a sip of sweet and warm tea, I couldn't help sighing: "It's really good... Now if someone trades wine for me, I won't be willing."

Said Ru Nizi, who was already a drinker at a young age.

Tea and the water used to make tea are full of aura, which is very good for the human body, and it tastes even better when you drink it yourself.

By the way, the tea leaves are grown by Wujo Wu, using tea tree seeds that Guangli dug out from the inner universe, and Wujo Wu is planted in a flower pot on the balcony of Guangli's dormitory, and he usually takes care of them.

Guangli was responsible for providing the spirit stones and laying out the formations to stimulate the plants without harming the roots, as well as the written instructions on how to cultivate tea trees.

Guangli, who didn't grow any spiritual plants in his previous life, is still a painstaking planter today, and he is only suitable to use ready-made plants.

Guangli also held a teacup: "You can't drink wine now."

"Hahaha yes, I don't know when the wounded will be sent... Well, will I be so tired every summer in the future? It feels like the road ahead is gloomy!" Laughing and laughing, he wanted to cry.

"This year should be the exception."

The rare healing reversal technique and the once-in-a-thousand-year magic spell have joined the high school, and the overall strength of the spell world has greatly increased again.The fragile balance under the barrier is about to be broken, and the curse spirit will also be strengthened.

In addition, this year is the third year after Japan's defeat in the war. Apart from the fact that the medical and cosmetic industries of the Hoshimi clan are selling well all over the world, the overall economic situation has not improved much.The economy is sluggish, the living conditions of the people are not good, and the overall mood is not going anywhere.

Ruo Nizi didn't go into the details to ask the reason, but said: "If this is the case, then it's nothing better."

"If I have to be so tired every year, I might as well change jobs."

After finishing speaking, I emptied my brain, and enjoyed a difficult leisure time while drinking tea slowly.

Guangli took out his mobile phone and routinely checked the homework that Zhongyuan Zhongyuan also sent regularly.

The main problem of Zhongye in the Central Plains is that his soul is not strong enough to control the power of the gods in his body. Once he is completely liberated, he will be deprived of his rationality and lose his nature. Therefore, Guangli gave him the training to strengthen his soul Practice the law of God to make up for the shortcomings.

After replying to several questions Zhongyuan Zhongya raised in the email about the practice of the method of refining the gods, Guangli casually read a few emails sent by Wujo Wu in the midst of his busy schedule, and then replied to Wujo Wu. A message with only a period.

This full stop means that Hikari has already seen it, Gojo Satoru don't try to use the excuse of being despised by him to squeeze into his room to stay overnight.

Because Gojo Satoru really used similar excuses to squeeze in many times, and Hikari did so for the sake of peace.

After the email was sent, there was no movement from Gojo Satoru, probably because he was busy.

As soon as Guangli put down his cell phone, there was a rush of footsteps outside the lounge, followed by the sound of the door of the office next door being opened.

After hearing the sound, Ruo Nizi poured down the remaining tea in the cup, which he planned to drink slowly, and sighed: "It's time to work."

I was so busy that I couldn't even fish.

The door of the rest room was pushed open from the outside, and a familiar assistant supervisor hurried in, and he was relieved when he saw that Guangli and Ru Nizi were there: "It's really great that both Hoshimi-san and Ru Sang are here! "

Afterwards, he explained the situation quickly: "An accident happened at the Sumida River Fireworks Festival held today. A cluster of magic spirits appeared in the river within the scope of the festival. It is preliminarily judged that the lowest level of magic spirits is level three. Above, the highest is not below level one!

Gojo-san and Xiayou-san have gone to help, but so far dozens of ordinary people have been seriously injured, and many people have not been able to evacuate..."

"The director will dispatch two people to the nearby Sumida River for support!"

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At the scene of the Fireworks Festival on the Sumida River, the streets and markets on both sides of the river have been wreaked havoc by the curse.

When the window monitoring the scene found that the magic spirit appeared in the river, it immediately notified the headquarters, but it would take time for the magicians to rush to the scene, and it would be more troublesome for the government to arrange personnel to evacuate, but the magic spirit that is an enemy of humans would not Wait for the magician to catch up before killing them.

So when Wujo Wuxia and Youjie rushed to the scene, the scene was already like a prison.

You can see the bright red blood stains everywhere, and you can hear the screams of human beings everywhere. This festival that gathered many people who should have been joyous and joyous has been completely covered in blood.

There were still many ordinary people on both sides of the river who hadn't had time to retreat. Wu Tiao Wufa let go of his hands and feet to use spells, because that would make the situation worse, and he could only kill them one by one.

But even so, the scene where Wujo Satoru could not escape Gojo Satoru's casual strike regardless of the level of the magic spirit made the other magicians who came to support them all see the terrifying strength of this quasi-special level magician who was not on the same level as them.

It's too strong, so strong that other people can only look up to it with strength, and he doesn't even use magic spells.

Is he really in the same dimension as us?Everyone thought so.

However, Wujo Satoru, who had cut through a back and forth and relieved a lot of pressure on other conjurers, did not ease up.

After joining Xia Youjie, who was also amazed by the strength of other conjurers and carried a large bag of cursing spirit jade, the two young quasi-specialists stood on a high place and handed over the survivors to their colleagues. They looked down at the river A vortex that ordinary people can't see.

The vortex was like dumping garbage, constantly spitting out garbage-like spells.

All kinds of ugly and strange magic spirits are the same black egg shape when they emerge from the vortex at first, and they will quickly grow limbs as if they were hatching during the process of floating up, and then they have the ability to grow along the river bed and climb up the banks. Differences in level strength.

After being wiped out by the magician, the speed at which the vortex poured out the magic spirit slowed down, but the strength of the magic spirit did not weaken, and the strength of the first level was still the first level.

Looking at the newly climbed mantra spirit that was exactly the same as the mantra spirit jade that he had turned into the mantra spirit jade in the bag, Xia Youjie quickly checked the number of mantra spirit jade in the bag, and there was no decrease.

He was shocked and said: "What's going on? Will the curse spirit come back again?!"

"Wu, did you see anything?"

Gojo Satoru, who has a good eye, discovered this situation faster, and when Xia Youjie turned to look at him, he found that his face was ugly when he took off his sunglasses in order to see better.

The kind of ugliness that wants to kill.

"The current situation is really similar to that time."

When he said this, his voice was calm, but his tone was cold.

"What?" Xia Youjie asked puzzled.

"Five! God asked me to inform you that you must close this wind cave leading to the underworld!"

A man in black sportswear with black hair and blue eyes protruded from the other side of Gojo Satoru.

Xia Youjie's pupils shrank, but soon, the heightened vigilance in his heart was relaxed because of Wujo Wujo and his familiarity with each other.

"Is this also the wind point?" Wujo Wu asked.

"Well, it was opened from the underworld. These curse spirits are all monsters that escaped from the underworld, and they became the curse spirits you see in the human world." Yato replied with a serious expression.

"Simply relying on killing is not enough to kill. Monsters will continue to crawl out of the wind cave. Only by closing the wind cave can it be completely solved."

"And..." Ye Dou's expression became serious, he looked at the vortex in the river, "Now they are all some pathfinders, after the stability of the wind cave is confirmed, there will be more people crawling out."

Gojo Goto moved his wrist when he heard the words: "Understood, but don't you care about the plateau?"

"Uh..." Yato was silent for a while, before speaking: "Three years ago, many priests and maidens who served the gods of the plateau died on the battlefield, and they couldn't even call back their souls..."

"Oh, they're angry." Wujo Satoru smiled unabashedly, "It seems that the so-called gods are also humans. If it weren't for the fact that the influence of gods on people is very weak now, I'm afraid the punishments have come down?"

"Ah, I'm so lucky to be so enlightened and magnanimous."

Wujo Wujo said happily, but purple light flashed in his hand, and a blast of the virtual scorpion has already blasted towards the vortex in the river!

The instantaneous impact immediately exploded a huge splash, rushing towards both sides of the river!

The words that Yato stopped came after being splashed all over with water.

"stop--"

"Ah, you've already done it..." He wiped his face, the stench of the river made him want to lose his sense of smell immediately.

Xia Youjie, who also suffered, had a numb expression: "Wu..."

The only Gojo Satoru who survived because of the limit: "Wow, stinky water!"