[Curse back] dream tracing

19

As Christmas approached, the atmosphere became more and more tense. A class like Nanami was naturally arranged in Shinjuku on the day of the incident.Yuren was also arranged here, responsible for the outer security and evacuation of the crowd.

Sneaking in during her busy schedule, she lit a cigarette in the corner, and with one hand on her shoulder, Xia Youjie was carrying a box: "Hey, Christmas cake—you take it home after work, this year please have a little bit with Nanako and Mimiko. Wait for me, I will go back as soon as possible."

"I think, thanks to you, I won't be able to leave work early today."

"It's okay, it's okay to be absent from work once in a while." Xia Youjie was super confident, and after stuffing the box into her arms: "Don't leave me to cut the cake, see you later. Then I'll go first, bye~ "

This time Yu Ren looked at him, "Well, good."

Through the transparent plastic box, she took a look at this gaudy Christmas-style cake. After seeing enough, she carefully placed it in the back seat of the car, and then returned to her post to continue to stand guard.It's a pity that Xia Youjie said he was gone, but he didn't know where he went, and there was still no news until noon.Those little friends of his arrived as promised, but Xia Youjie himself was nowhere to be seen—he went to curse high, after all, he just wanted that special curse spirit.

This is the battlefield where Gojo Satoru is held back.

The walkie-talkie channel of the auxiliary supervisor did not have much useful information, and the work of the peripheral personnel was neither busy nor dangerous. At around [-]:[-] pm, she was notified to leave work early. Xia Youjie had already been shot dead by Gojo Satoru.

It was the feeling of New Year's fireworks exploding in her head again, with a buzzing sound, she turned her head, and the cake box was properly placed there.

"fraud."

But there was still something to do. She endured the feeling of dizziness and returned home. Nanako and Mimiko had probably heard the news from the other escaped people and were crying together. She put the cake down and found out her passbook and Put the bank card in front of the two sisters: "I still have money, and I can still support you. You must cherish the opportunity to go to school and study hard."

The two sisters looked at her in confusion. She wrote down the password of the bank card and handed it to Nanako: "Sorry, I'm not very good at taking care of others, and I'm in a mess. I'm so busy recently and I need you to take care of me. I I'm really tired, sorry, Nanako, please take care of yourself and your sister in the future, I'm afraid I can't help you much."

Nanako wiped away her tears: "Of course I will, don't worry about us, Miss Hanren."

"That's good." She smiled and patted their heads: "Mr. Xia You gave it to me this morning, and he said nonsense that he won't cut it until he comes back—a liar."

Then, she stood up: "I'm going to the hospital to see my sister, don't worry about me, just take care of yourselves. By the way, take out the money in it as soon as possible, it will be bad if the association revokes it for me soon." It's over."

After finishing speaking, she went out, the black car left from the yard, Mimiko took her sister's hand: "Miss Hanren... are you okay?"

Nanako didn't answer, and she didn't know either.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was still in a very lively Christmas style. The TV in the hospital was talking about the news of the resumption of traffic in Shinjuku and the end of martial law. She entered Taeko's ward. There was no other treatment today. Drugs kill.

Walking to the hospital bed, she looked down at the terrible Taeko, and said, "I'm sorry, sister, I have dragged you through so much suffering." She reached out and pulled out her instruments and tubes one by one, then stretched out her hand and covered Taeko's mouth nose.

Taeko died quietly without any struggle.

She climbed onto the bed, embraced her sister's body, and activated her spell for the first time.

Xia Youjie's body hadn't figured out what to do with it yet, Wujo Wutiao was staring at the mutilated body in a daze in his former dormitory, when the door was knocked heavily: "Wutiao, there is a special magic spirit in a hospital, please Let's go."

There are nitrates outside the door.There is no way, his mobile phone is turned off, and now no one can contact him, so he can only ask Nitro to find someone.

He didn't want Nitro to dispose of Xia Youjie's body. Nitro was as sad as he was, and it would be a bit pitiful to do such a thing again.While cursing this ignorant super-level curse spirit and preparing to vent his anger, he locked the door behind him after going out: "Don't go in, Nitro. I will handle it myself."

The hospital has been evacuated, and from a distance, he saw the horrible gray-black debris floating out from the window on the eighth floor. He sighed: "What is this thing? Why is it so troublesome?"

The tent had already been lowered, and he was about to fly over directly, when Qi Hai suddenly called: "Wait for me a moment, I'll be right there."

Out of his trust in Qi Hai, he still decided to wait. At least what he knew now was that the super class did not cause any casualties, it just appeared suddenly.

Not long after, Qihai ran over, looked at the window, took a deep breath: "That's the ward of Yuren's sister."

"What about her?"

"I asked you to wait because I couldn't get in touch." Qi Hai rubbed his brows, at this delicate moment, he had to think more.So, was the person I saw through the glass before Xia Youjie?There is a corridor between the hall at the entrance of the hospital and the outside, and a room and two layers of glass. In addition, it is near evening, and the light is not good, but the sunlight is refracted by the glass. He only saw a man touching the glass. Yu Ren's face and that figure were really very familiar, but because of the previous guesses about the middle-aged man and the fact that the two of them had no intersection in theory, he just felt like it at the time and didn't think much about it.

But it's different now, it doesn't seem to work if you don't think too much about it.

The two took the elevator honestly this time, the door of the ward was locked, and Gojo Satoru directly blasted it open with a spell. Harenaka's body is using its technique.Yu Renjiang's complexion is not normal at first glance, Qi Hai has seen a lot of that color, without exception, it is all on the dead.

Seeing someone approaching, it still had no intention of attacking, and thick, muddy tears flowed from the black eye sockets: "Kill...Kill...I..."

"What is this...?" Qihai didn't understand what he saw in front of him. He thought about many possibilities, but every possibility seemed wrong, and it didn't match everything in front of him.

Gojo Satoru looked at the curse spirit: "It's using a reversal technique."

Curse spirit, use the reversal technique?

Qihai bravely took a few steps forward, the curse spirit was still crying, and he called out a name indistinctly: "Jiang..."

Now he understands that this mantra is Taeko.She also wants her sister alive, so she has been using the reverse spell on her.Qihai stretched out her hand and pressed on Yu Renjiang's side neck, without feeling for the pulse, she knew she was dead with this temperature, it was so cold.

Its hand was still on the younger sister's body, and the technique was still in use, Qihai looked at it: "Jiang is dead."

"kill me....."

It seems that it can only say these two sentences.

So what to do in this situation?If the technique is a reversal technique, the force value should not be high, and it is not impossible to take it away by force, not to mention the rare reversal technique that can heal other people.

But Qihai drew the knife from behind, he took off his glasses, looked at the curse spirit: "You've been looking at Jiang, haven't you?"

Otherwise, its formation cannot be explained.The active consciousness is locked in an immobile body, watching her beloved sister being dragged into hell by her, unable to crawl out, and finally tortured to the point of being unable to live, how much should a person's soul have? The despair and hatred accumulated?That immobile body became a lair for hatching super magic spirits. She desperately wanted to get better, wake up healthy, comfort her poor sister, and live happily with her. Turn surgery.The miracle that Yu Renjiang had been looking forward to was just a slight effect of the magic spell that had not yet been fully formed. However, that little effect was not enough to make Taeko recover. It just continued to delay It's just time.You can't live, you can't die, and you have to watch your relatives suffer for your own, and finally commit suicide in front of it.

The curse spirit was still weeping, and its spell stopped.After his sister died, he had had enough, and like his sister, he only wanted to die.Or maybe this is the voice of its heart all the time. From the moment it barely survived, it has always wanted to die.

Raising the knife in his hand, Nanami wiped out the curse spirit who gave up resistance.

Wipe off the filth on Harenaka's face, it was the traces of Taeko's tears falling on her face.Qihai bent down and hugged her body, the skin of his palms was soaked by the coolness of the dead, he sighed, and covered the bodies of the two sisters with a sheet.

In the end, there were two corpses in front of Glass.Of course she didn't listen to Gojo Wu, and after he was forced to leave in a hurry, she took Xia Youjie's body to her studio.Sitting in front of the dissecting table and lighting a cigarette, before he recovered, the second body was delivered, also an acquaintance, Yu Renjiang.

The two people who made the promise in the morning finally met again thanks to the blessing of the glass, and fulfilled their promise.

No amount of cigarettes can solve the sorrow, Niatz frowned in incomprehension: "Why...is she doing well in the morning? I also saw her applying for a job in the group."

Qihai left after delivering her, Gojo Satoru sat side by side with her, the two of them were silent for a long time, and Nitroko still stood up and went to work.She went to see Yu Renjiang's body: "Death was caused by a spell, can you tell? The filth is all from the inside out, and it is her own spell."

So the question is, what is her technique?Her technique is painless suicide?Do not understand, do not understand.Nitzi put on his clothes and put on a plastic mask to get ready for work. Gojo Satoru just watched, Xia Youjie's body was opened, then sewn up, and then Yuren Jiang.

After the report was issued overnight, Nitrate sighed, Xia Youjie had nothing to say, it was Wujo Wu's technique.And Yu Renjiang didn't quite understand it. Her own unknown spell continued to absorb vitality, but there were traces of being healed by the reverse spell for a certain period of time. The pool of water was entering and exiting at the same time. After a period of time, the reversal spell was not as strong as her own spell, which led to her final death.

Here comes the last question: "How to deal with it?"

"Haruto probably has to go to the cemetery of the Conjuration Association, or with her sister? Jie...buy him in my cemetery, and don't want him in other places, only there I can be the master."

Nitro lit another cigarette and smiled: "I didn't notice it before, there is a small tattoo behind Jiang's ear." He said and raised his finger: "It's only as big as the belly of a finger."

Gojo Satoru leaned over and brushed her hair away, it was a small camellia.

The reason for the existence of this unknown small tattoo was deciphered by Qi Hai not long ago. He took a report from more than ten years ago, and there was still dust on it. This report connected two originally irrelevant names together. Both Xia Youjie's name and Yu Ren's name appeared on it.

While dealing with the relics, Xia Youjie also found Camellia, which was his earphone.

So Qihai really wanted to take care of her one last time: "Let's bury them together, the two of them have been dating for a while. I know that Yuren has a very close relationship with a man, I don't know it's just him." It is convincing and convincing.

numb.

Gojo Satoru glanced at his friend's corpse in distaste. He didn't expect that you wouldn't forget to stuff your grandfather with a mouthful of dog food even after you fucking died.