Can the electronic magician use the keyboard to eliminate the electronic magic spirit?

Guan Yueyin was very glad that it was him who came this time.

Even if it was a first-class conjurer or super conjurer who could solve the case, he would not have realized the problem so quickly until he got out of the car and entered the village to find the shrine.

And even if he rushes over like him, he will encounter a situation where it is too late to save Hui Yuanxiong. This place is too far away from the high school of conjuration, and according to Hui Yuanxiong's blood loss, he will not be able to survive the road.

But his technique can solve this problem easily.

Guan Yueyin launched "Everything can be digitized" and put Hui Yuanxiong into the mobile phone.

The state will not change after being digitized, just like the fried chicken that is put in is still fragrant and crispy after a few hours, and the effect is the same for people, and it will not waste a bit to take them out after returning to the High School of Magic and Magic Save time.

Of course, he would also like to use PhotoShop to make Haibara Yuo intact, but this is not feasible.

If he has not done fine manipulations in advance, the electronic products are generally in ordinary jpg format, and the surface can only be repaired through PhotoShop, such as those deep wounds that are easy to take out because they are attached to a thin layer of skin. It cracked again, which is a typical case of treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

If you want deep repairs, you must use 3D modeling technology. In addition, you must be proficient in the human body and medicine. If you accidentally disrupt the internal structure, it will be bad.

Obviously, this kind of overly professional skill is something he has not mastered for the time being.

He tried to click the undo button of PhotoShop to undo all the wounds, but the button was hidden and he couldn't press it even if he wanted to.

Guan Yueyin often feels that his techniques are too realistic, or rigorous.

There is no need to tell him the truth that "there are no shortcuts in the world" in this way!

Guan Yueyin jumped back, her eyes as bright as rubies reflected the figure of the first-level curse spirit.

Taking advantage of the short time he was in the air, he took out the computer bag from the phone screen, pulled out the keyboard magic tool in it, and slammed at the mana spirit's san-san face. A fluttering ping-pong ball flew out with a "kuang--".

He deliberately didn't choose an ordinary external monitor, for fear that he wouldn't be able to withstand his full blow and would turn into dust before it could be repaired.

In comparison, the keyboard magic tool presented by Gojo Satoru is more secure.

Guanyueyin turned her head and looked at Jianren Qihai, who had been mentally prepared but was still shocked by the blow: "Are you okay? Do you want to lie down on your phone too?"

Jianren Qihai instinctively wanted to choose to refuse. Just as he was about to speak, the curse spirit that was knocked into the air rushed towards the back of the blond boy. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a small black spot to a huge monster close to his body.

"Be careful! Behind—"

Guanyueyin raised her hand without looking back, and hit the mantra on the chin with a fist. The mantra flew into the sky like fireworks and fell to the open space a few meters away.

Qihai Jianren: "..."

He was overthinking.

Even for a first-level conjurer, there is a distinction between "just touched the threshold of the first level" and "just barely touched the threshold of the special level", and this senior obviously belongs to the latter.

For Guan Yueyin, it is not difficult to solve the first-level curse spirit. The crushing-level strength displayed now can be directly digitized, and then deleted with one click or brought back to Xia Youjie for extra meals.

But he didn't.

He beat the mana spirit as if venting his anger. The mana spirit's self-healing speed could not keep up with the speed of broken arms and legs, so a big lump flew around in the air, and from time to time smashed one after another on the ground. big hole.

The scene is so bloody and violent that it may need to be coded before it can be published publicly, provided that the curse spirit can be captured by the camera.

Jianren Qihai was dumbfounded, and even forgot the pain.

He originally thought that Guan Yueyin's advantage was the technique, but now it is difficult for him to judge whether the opponent is superior in technique or physical technique.

No wonder it is regarded as a special reserve.

After a few minutes of brutal beatings, it finally ended with Guan Yueyin raising the keyboard and slamming on the curse spirit's head.

With only one breath left, the curse spirit couldn't resist the menacing keyboard man in the literal sense, and even the possibility of rescuing it with the reversal technique was stifled, turning into a wisp of purple-gray ashes on the spot.

Guan Yueyin lowered her hands, and the purple blood stained on the keyboard dripped down on the ground, and finally disappeared into ashes together with the curse spirit.

He stared at the empty ground for a few seconds, then patted his head as if waking up from a dream: "Ah, I accidentally wiped it out, and the specialty for Jie is gone."

The corner of Qihai Jianren's mouth twitched, how "careless" was it to get rid of the first-level curse spirit?

And, can the accompanying gift be a curse spirit? ?

"Solved." Guan Yueyin turned her wrist, and gently threw it upwards. The keyboard was inserted into the computer bag accurately, and then digitized, "Take Huiyuan back to find Nitzi."

He took a step forward and muttered in a low voice: "I'm going to write a small composition in the mission report when I go back and scold the higher-ups."

Jianren Qihai pretended not to hear.

Although he didn't know if the mission report could show...uh... foul language, he couldn't stop this wayward senior no matter what he wanted to do, not to mention he wanted to scold him for this gaffe.

Guan Yueyin walked a few steps, then stopped suddenly, and looked at Jianren Qihai with a serious face: "It's over, something big happened."

"what?"

Jianren Qihai couldn't help becoming nervous, and the heart that had finally let go rose to his throat in an instant.

He thought to himself, the situation must be very serious if the senior Guan Yue who beat the first-level curse spirit can say such a thing like playing "Crazy Little Friends".

Avalokitesvara said deeply: "We didn't pay the debt."

"..."

Although he made another low-level mistake of not paying the loan, considering the urgency of the situation, Noctuma Zhengdao did not punish Guan Yueyin, the person in charge of this mission, with an iron fist of justice, but only gave a few words of verbal education.

After all, he is not a repeat offender. Counting the time when he was implicated by Gojo Satoru when he first entered school, this is only the second time.

From this point of view, he may indeed be the most reliable one among his peers.

These are all later stories.

Guan Yueyin felt that it was too troublesome to support the injured Qihai Jianren, and it would be very torturous if it took too long on the road, so she simply stuffed him into the phone.

"Student Guanyue, are you back so soon?"

Seeing that Guanyueyin was the only one returning, Mr. Kitamura asked how the mission was going.

After learning the cause and effect, his complexion changed drastically in an instant, and he stepped on the accelerator all the way to rush back to Gaozhuan. The speed was so fast that Guan Yueyin couldn't help but persuade him to drive slowly, and he was not in such a hurry.

Guan Yueyin didn't want to walk back, let alone store one more person in her phone.

Arriving safely at the high school in a shorter time than before, Guan Yueyin rushed to the school hospital with a clear goal. Since the number of mantras has increased, the family has spent most of the time in the school hospital.

But what he never expected was that Xia Youjie was there.

His heart skipped a beat.

Reminiscent of the other party's mood that was not quite right recently, he secretly screamed in his heart that something was wrong.

"sound?"

Xia Youjie was slightly surprised to see the blond boy rushing in, a faint smell of blood wafted in, he frowned and looked up and down, and found that the other party's cuffs and chest were stained with blood :"You are hurt?"

Guan Yueyin hesitated for a moment, but chose to tell the truth.

This kind of thing is not something he can hide if he wants to, and it will appear that there is a gap between them, and they both bumped into each other by chance, so it is impossible for him to drive Xia Youjie out of the school hospital coyly. This is even more strange.

Sure enough, Xia Youjie's mood became a little weird after listening to it, but he quickly adjusted to his normal state as if nothing had happened, and asked Guan Yueyin to quickly take out the juniors and hand them over to Jia Ruzi for treatment.

Since Nanami Jianren and Hui Yuanxiong were both seriously injured, and the latter's life was hanging by a thread, Guan Yueyin waited for the family to heal one of them before releasing the other.

The whole process was surprisingly quiet, Guan Yueyin did not speak, neither did Xia Youjie, the two watched the busy situation of one with their own thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, but the treatment finally ended.

Hui Yuanxiong, who was lying on the hospital bed, hadn't woken up yet, but Jianren Qihai's condition improved a lot, and he could already get out of bed and walk around freely.

After walking through the gate of death, and almost encountering the tragic death of his companion, Jianren Qihai was not in a very good mental state, but he did not forget to express his gratitude to Guanyueyin.

"What's there to thank you for?" Guan Yueyin sighed, "Stop being a sensible student at a time like this, pointing at me and scolding 'Why did you come so late' is fine."

Qihaijian people do not accept such an approach: "Your appearance there has exceeded the scope of what the examiner should do, and there is no reason to blame you."

Guan Yueyin rubbed her temples with a headache. He didn't understand why one or two of the conjurers were of this type, and they would talk about such profound words as meaning and reason.

He was tired of hearing it.

Saying this does not mean that he is at fault, on the contrary, he thinks that he can't find fault with him in this matter, just as Jianren Qihai said, he actually did more than he should have done.

He said this just because he wanted the other party to find an outlet.

In the final analysis, everything is the fault of the curse spirit.

and so……

Don't blame your companions, don't blame yourself, don't blame the weak.

If you have to have someone to blame, please blame him who is stronger.

Anyway, he wouldn't take it to heart, and it would be fine to write a mission report and insult the higher-ups later.

I have to say that Guanyueyin's brain circuit has a strange sense of gentleness and outrageous coexistence.

"Qihai is right, it's not your fault, you've done a good job."

Apparently, Xia Youjie had no idea of ​​Guan Yueyin's true thoughts. He naively thought that the other party was deep in self-blame and unable to extricate himself.

Guan Yueyin thought to himself, of course he knows that he has done a good job.

But he, who is good at reading air, thinks it's better not to say this sentence.

Under Xia Youjie's suggestion, Jianren Qihai went back to the dormitory to rest first, and the patient Hui Yuanxiong was still lying here unconscious. You Jie and Guan Yueyin drove out of the school hospital together.

The two walked side by side.

Guan Yueyin couldn't bear the overly dull atmosphere.

Although the incident this time is indeed very serious and almost killed people, it may be because he, an unlucky guy, has experienced similar incidents several times, and he feels that there is no need for everyone's expression to be so sad that it seems that Hui Yuanxiong is already riding a crane. west.

Guan Yueyin tried to make her tone sound lighter: "Since Nitzi said that Huiyuan is fine, then don't worry, maybe you will wake up after a while, when the time comes..."

"—You just said that it is the belief in the god of production?" Xia Youjie interrupted abruptly.

Guan Yueyin froze for a moment.

Except for some words he said that needed to be beaten, Xia Youjie listened patiently to him every time before answering. He had never been interrupted like this before.

"Yes, a shrine was built." Guanyueyin ignored the strangeness and shared what he thought was funny, "I asked the local villagers specifically, and the man said that I don't respect the gods, After being pissed off by me, he immediately became honest. As soon as I let him go, he felt that he could do it again, and said that I would offend God's wrath."

He put on a hippie smiley face: "Please, it's the 21st century, how can there be any anger? Is it possible that I will be punished by the gods and struck by lightning? Besides, it is a curse spirit, and it is scarier than it when I get angry! What is this called? Sound anger?"

"..."

Xia Youjie lowered his head and did not answer.

Guan Yueyin's eyelids twitched, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

No way?Could it be that he stepped on thunder so desperately?

But he didn't seem to say anything.

Just when Guan Yueyin was trying to think about what went wrong, a whisper that was so faint that he almost missed it sounded in his ears, he turned his head in surprise, and what he saw was Xia Youjie's gloomy and scary expression .

The words he heard were——

"Stupid monkey..."