super dangerous novelist

"As a person who is being judged, how can you behave like this?" Another old man said aloud, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and contempt.

"Judgment? Then I'll just listen. How do you guys convict me?" Not only did Jiang Ye not get off the table, he even crossed his legs.

"..." The man frowned, his eyes showed a cold look, "It's indirect homicide! But judging from your foolish and arrogant demeanor, it's not an exaggeration to call it intentional homicide!"

Jiang Ye casually dropped a piece of cigarette ash, letting it scatter randomly on the clean as new ground, then opened his mouth and licked the cigarette filter, the smoke was dense, "So it is a death sentence."

After speaking, he ground the filter with his canine teeth with a strange expression.

Logically speaking, the protagonist in his new writing won't take the initiative to kill...

No one is not afraid of death, and almost everyone present believed that Jiang Ye was bluffing, and they were trying to tear off his outer skin to pry into that fragile and panicked heart.

"We are very tolerant towards ignorant juniors. Only those who know how to advance and retreat can survive. I think you should understand?" Leyan Temple Jiashen held a cane in his hand, his eyes were full of malicious intent induction.

But it was a coincidence that Jiang Yechang was so old that he didn't even know how to write the word "knowledge".

He took a puff of cigarette, and waved the half-remained cigarette in the air between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, as if he had suddenly realized, "Oh~ I understand."

The rest of the elders waved away the second-hand smoke drifting around in displeasure.

Leyan Temple raised the corners of his mouth coldly.

"You guys can't solve it, right? Or you think it's a thankless job, so you called me here." Jiang Ye's golden eyes lifted lazily, and the tear mole under his right eye was covered by a hanging shadow.

The arc of the corner of Leyan Temple's mouth instantly suppressed, "What nonsense are you talking about! It's the curse spirit you created that caused trouble outside. Isn't it natural for you to solve it yourself? Are you still planting something for yourself? Do you gloat over the consequences of your misfortune?"

Jiang Ye was not overwhelmed by his suddenly rising tone, and raised one corner of his mouth flatly, showing disdain, "It seems that I am right, although the curse spirit is under your control, it is left by the Secret Service Division. because I am still a member of the Secret Service.”

It stands to reason that his family's affairs are under the direct control of his superiors, so when the curse spirit appeared, Jiang Ye's former department's special affairs department should be the first to act.

But firstly, Jiang Ye's attitude of having nothing to do with himself is difficult to negotiate, and secondly, there was a case where a conjurer successfully solved the spell spirit before, and now Jiang Ye is under the hands of the conjurer, and it is right to hand it over to the conjurer directly. The most efficient option.

However, it was precisely because of this that the conjuration community finally realized the seriousness of the matter after learning the news that two first-level conjurers were sent out but were destroyed.

They underestimated that special curse spirit, and also underestimated Jiang Ye Xuezhen.

Jiang Ye glanced over the faces of these gloomy and ugly old men one by one, and suddenly laughed, "Puhaha, no way? You conjurers are too poor! So this meeting is not a trial at all. Right? It's just that you are hindered by the face of this old face."

"You unrestrained ignorant junior..." An elder sitting next to him was so angry that his beard exploded.

"Isn't it?" Jiang Ye glanced at him, took the last puff of the cigarette, the smoke slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, pinched the cigarette butt with his fingers and directly twisted it on the other party's cuff placed on the table.

"You!" The old man opened his eyes angrily.

Jiang Ye smiled playfully, picked up the stubbed out cigarette butt, and saw a burnt black hole in the other party's cuff.

"Don't you want to solve the problem? Please, please."

As soon as these words came out, all the elders present were successfully enraged, and some even uncontrollably released extremely oppressive spells towards Jiang Ye.

Noctua was shocked by this scene and broke into a cold sweat. Just from the perspective of a bystander, he already felt as if he would be swallowed up by these spells, let alone Jiang Ye himself who was in the center of the hurricane.

Stop talking about Jiang Ye, if you continue like this, you will die...

"Elders, Jiang Ye is still unable to manipulate the spell power normally, and he has no clear understanding of spells at all, that's why he is so rude..." He was afraid that the elders would directly call Jiang Ye in the conference room He was sentenced, and considering that Jiang Ye was quite obedient when facing him, he quickly helped him speak.

"Noctua, there is no need to keep the rotten seeds inside..." Leyan Temple snorted, "Even if they are planted in the soil, not only will they not be able to take root and germinate, but they will also pollute the surrounding environment."

At this time, Jiang Ye was feeling the pressure on his face, squinting his eyes and calculating silently in his heart, simulating a kind of energy similar to mantra from the inside and condensing it on the eyes along the tendons.

At that moment, he really saw the appearance of mana.

Oh, I see.

Everyone seemed to be in a state after being exposed to X-rays, and the inner bones, tendons, and organs could be seen at a glance, while the mantra wrapped their bodies, and the outer periphery rushed toward him in a radioactive distribution.

Jiang Ye blinked curiously, his eyes carefully explored the operation method and production principle of these spells, and then said belatedly: "So you are really angry."

Noctua dumbfounded: "..." Is there even a need to ask?Didn't you see several hairs standing up!

Leyan Temple stared until his eyes almost fell out.

"Actually, I was just joking just now. I'm not that bad." Jiang Ye sat cross-legged on the table with a smile, as if he was in his own home, resting his chin in one hand, "If you can grant me one request, I will Do what you ask, it's a very simple transaction."

Yet the elders continued to babble:

"Do you think this is a child's play house? It can be easily done with one sentence?"

"Don't forget, under your indirect influence, you lost the lives of two conjurers! Just because of this, you will never be spared lightly!"

"Don't think that this will make up for the bad consequences you left..."

Jiang Ye just felt noisy, and really wanted to dig out his ears to clean out the stuffed waste. He waved his hand and said, "I know, I know, I will satisfy you, so I can talk about my request."

"...I want to see what you think."

"Hey, it's no problem for an ordinary person to do this, just help me publish the article, but I must print it on the most conspicuous position on the front page." Jiang Ye said, holding his face in his hands, smiling harmlessly, "Why? Like? It’s still easy to do.”

"You don't feel ashamed, let a vulgar article appear on the front page..." Leyan Temple giggled twice, and the words were full of ridicule, "Okay, let Noctua take care of this matter Bar."

Facing the undisguised belittling, Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes, with a threatening smile on his face, and the calm and inconspicuous aura around him suddenly became terrifying.

"Old man, are you going to change your teeth now?"

Sensing Jiang Ye's sharp, needle-like mantra suddenly emanating from his body, Leyan Temple was stunned for a second. After living for so long, he naturally saw Jiang Ye's potential at a glance.

But despite being shocked, he still couldn't ignore the other party's intentional refusal to speak honorifics or even threats to him.

"You boy... don't expect to have a peaceful life at the Tokyo Conjuration High School." As the principal of the Kyoto Curse High School, Leyan Temple has a lot of ways to punish him.

"Oh? Then it depends on whether you lose this set of teeth first, or I suffer." Jiang Ye continued to squint and smile, he was the last one to take hard things.

"You wait for me..."

But Jiang Ye didn't want to look at him anymore, and turned his head to face other people, "So you want me to restore everything to the original way? If necessary, it's not a problem at all."

"Are you joking? How can you change the lives of those who died? Who do you think you are? Don't get carried away..."

"Okay, as long as I want, I can do it." Jiang Ye said lightly.

"Oh, then just try it, if you can't do it, we will count it as a breach of contract and impose additional penalties." The man obviously didn't believe it.

Jiang Ye curled his lips, "Did you make a mistake? It wasn't me who killed them, nor should it be that curse spirit."

"Who could it be then? Are you starting to excuse yourself again?" The man laughed as he spoke, looking at Jiang Ye like he was looking at a clown.

"Aren't you yourselves?" Jiang Ye stared straight at him.

"Stop talking nonsense!" These words successfully provoked that person's sensitive nerves again.

"It was you who first angered the curse spirit. If it was anyone who was chased and killed by a group of people for no reason, shouldn't the first reaction be to resist?" Jiang Ye's golden eyes turned cold His expression and tone were filled with inorganic indifference, "The reason why they will die can only be that their own strength is too weak. This is the consequence of easily angering others and underestimating the opponent..."

"You are making unreasonable words! It is the super-level curse spirit who killed those ordinary people first! And it is only natural for the magician to exorcise the evil spirit!"

"Who gave you the right? Is it God? Or arrogant..." Jiang Ye glanced at the faces of several people, "yourselves?"

And the people in front of them already had expressions of about to erupt into the unbearable, and their faces all had a constipated color.

"Well, it's useless to say more." Jiang Ye was speechless, and jumped off the table, "I will restore everything to the original state, so that you can see the original appearance of the so-called victims."

"..."

The meeting with the elders broke up unhappy, and Jiang Ye was then sent to Yokohama to deal with the matter of the curse spirit, and soon came to the residence of the super curse spirit-Raibo Street.

The tent that was originally set up by the magician is still there, and you can see things that you can't see outside the tent when you step in.

The house and the ground all retain the traces of the battle, and along the way, you can see bloodstains scattered everywhere, as well as broken limbs that were torn off.

Just by smelling the bloody smell in the air, one can imagine how cruel this battle was.

"Collect all the stumps." Jiang Ye said to the conjurer following behind.

Those people swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison, hesitated a little but followed suit.

Gathering all the stumps and exposed parts into bags, Jiang Ye continued to move towards a certain place, and did not stop until he stood in front of a gray building.

Everyone looked at this gray house that was very different from the surrounding style, and felt a vague sense of discomfort spreading from their limbs.

Inside... there is a powerful curse spirit breath.

You don't need to think about it, it must be the special magic spirit who has killed two first-level magicians!

Do you really want to go in?They just face the super magic spirit... they will definitely die!

However, the black-haired boy standing at the door turned his head and smiled slightly under the terrified eyes of everyone, and put his index finger to his lips lightly, "Shh..."

Then, he stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, and the door panel slammed against the wall with a loud noise.

"Oh!"

"Hey, hey~ Is the toy repairer home?" The boy's voice was clear and cheerful, as if he was visiting a friend's house.

"!!" What's going on with this guy! ?Are you looking for death on purpose?

"—" Not long after, the curtain covering the other half of the house was lifted by a big gray hand, and a somewhat human-like gray face appeared in front of everyone.

It also made an inexplicable sound from its mouth, which didn't sound like any sound that could be made by any vocal organ.

"Toy Repairer, can you fix these two for me?"

"Cultivate into the original appearance, the appearance of being able to move, the appearance of being able to speak, be able to eat, drink, sweat, cry, laugh, urinate, defecate, see, smell, hear, and taste. , can feel and think~"

Jiang Ye took the bag containing the broken limbs, and opened the bag to show the other party.

"It's—annoying—people—" The gray monster took a look, and a dull voice sounded.