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

"—Blind man? When I'm not here?"

The curse spirit was attracted by the blond boy with a fierce expression. It twisted its huge body and looked down at the tiny human being. The anger of its severed forelimb made it wish to tear him to pieces immediately.

And it did.

The curse spirit rushed towards the lifeless human, and opened his mouth wide open to him. His fangs thicker than his arms could completely penetrate his body as long as he bit it.

Guan Yueyin quickly dodged to the side, and he supported it lightly, and dexterously flipped onto the back chair in the projection hall.He stepped on the top of the chair back with a good sense of balance, and then took advantage of his long legs to cross several rows of seats, and the swaying tassel earrings drew red tracks in the air.

He didn't launch a counterattack immediately, but rushed straight to the victim who was thrown to the ground by the curse spirit.

The provocative curse spirit uttered strange screams, and the intermittent words were barely pieced together into a sentence that could discern the meaning, as if a novice with no musical ability was playing an accordion that had been in disrepair for a long time.

"Eating... so noisy..."

"The phone is not muted...so noisy..."

"Speaking... so noisy..."

"——It's noisy, it's noisy, it's noisy, it's noisy!!!"

The ugly curse spirit screamed, and rushed towards the blond boy again at an even faster speed. It used only brute force to rampage, knocking all the seats flying row after row.

Guan Yueyin bent down to pick up the victim who had stopped breathing, jumped to the side, and escaped the attack without any danger.He took off the high school uniform on his body, wrapped the victim's body in a black coat, and handed it to Xia Youjie who was watching by the wall.

"Please, please don't let her get hurt again."

Xia Youjie looked at the blond boy in surprise. His white shirt was stained with blood, but it didn't make him look dirty. Instead, it made his crimson eyes brighter.

He took it with both hands solemnly: "Okay."

With the assurance of his companion, Guan Yueyin showed a reassuring smile, but he quickly put away his smile, turned around, and rushed towards the mantra aggressively.

"If you think people are noisy, fight with real people offline! Is it sick to become a curse spirit and shoot indiscriminately!?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

Offline Mortal Kombat is also not recommended, good boy please don't try it.

In all fairness, Xia Youjie had a good impression of this transfer student.

Although Avalokitesvara has some strange words and deeds occasionally, most of them are unintentional acts of persecuting herself, but it is not a serious problem. For conjurers, normal is an abnormality.

The most important thing is, whether it was the first time he took the initiative to lead the curse spirit away from the crowd, or the short communication and getting along with each other in the past two days, or his words and deeds at this moment, it is obvious that he is a Sincere, straightforward, passionate and courageous people.

But madness is also true.

This trait was first seen on the first day of their acquaintance, and it is even more obvious now.

Obviously this was Guan Yueyin's first serious fight with the curse spirit, but he faced the fear without flinching. The attack that brushed against his face would only make his nerves more excited, and his trembling eyes were more intense than blood. And bright red.

After turning around a few times, he pulled out the ax stuck on the floor, the blade was shining with a cold light, and the purple blood was thrown on the floor by him.

He rushed towards the curse spirit with an ax in hand.

Xia Youjie soon realized that Guan Yueyin was practicing with this spell.

With the strength and IQ of this curse spirit, it is not difficult to shoot it with a mobile phone, but Guanyueyin did not do so, relying on Xia Youjie not to put his life in danger, and he can be killed by the family even if he is injured. Nitro was cured quickly, and he completely regarded this place as a practical exercise for practicing mantra.

Even if he is considered unable to catch up with their progress, he still wants to narrow the gap between them in his own way.

Avalokitesvara strangely mobilized her whole body's spell power to fight. In front of a sufficiently large enemy, her small figure was like a moth plunging into a flame. A slight carelessness would leave a wound. Is the red trail blood or tassels.

But he is by no means a moth, but the flame itself.

The ax hit the curse spirit's newly grown forelimb and cut it off again.

The blond boy turned 180 degrees in the air with the handle of the ax as the point of strength, and the severed limb of the curse spirit flashed past the pair of red eyes.He raised the corners of his lips and showed an arrogant and flamboyant smile provocatively: "That's all."

In fact, Guan Yueyin's incantation talent is very good, it can even be called excellent.

The spells that erupted before dying can be used without a teacher after waking up, and the understanding and use of spell power can be grasped only by intuition, which is not something that ordinary spellcasters can easily do when they just get started.

It's just that he just happened to be in such a perverted class, so it doesn't seem so unusual for a rare talent to be lost among them.

After a few back and forth, Guan Yueyin gradually became proficient in controlling the power of the spell, and he jumped into the air and landed on the top of the spell spirit, such an unscientific height surprised even himself.

Realizing that the training value of this curse spirit has been exhausted, he no longer entangled with it, but simply took out his mobile phone and took a picture of it directly: "Restore your original appearance, Clow card!"

Xia Youjie, who was on the sidelines, just wanted to complain, "Are you Kinomoto?", when something unexpected happened.

—The spell is stuck.

I saw that the upper body of the curse spirit was stuffed into the mobile phone, but the lower body was out of the screen. The blond boy covered in colorful clothes fell from above, and the collar just hung on its thumping hind limbs, like a salty fish fluttering in the wind. fish.

Xia Youjie: "...What are you doing?"

Guan Yueyin wailed: "It's stuck!"

The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched: "I saw it, so what did you do? The operation failed?"

"I do not know either!"

While shouting, Guan Yueyin swung an ax and chopped off the curse spirit's hind legs.After landing firmly, he patted the curse spirit with the axe like a nail, but didn't push it in.He looked left and right, and seemed to find something, his expression became a little subtle.

Xia Youjie had a bad feeling: "What's going on?"

Guan Yueyin raised her head slowly, and said with a deep expression, "The memory is not enough."

Xia Youjie: "..."

Xia Youjie: "In the beginning, the spell spirit was at the first level, and this one is at the second level. Don't you judge your spells according to the level?"

"Maybe it's the size? Yesterday's one succeeded." Guan Yueyin pinched her chin and fell into deep thought, "No, according to this logic, it won't fail if you digitize you. Could it be that I'm not proficient enough for the failure?"

"Maybe it's because you can compress the size." Xia Youjie guessed, "For example, a certain item can be converted into 100KB under normal circumstances, but it can be compressed to 50KB through fine mana operations, and the mana that erupted just before you died is just right. can do that."

"I see." Guan Yueyin nodded clearly, "So I need a new memory card."

"...Shouldn't it be learning the fine manipulation of spell power?"

"But I won't learn it in a while!"

In the end, Guan Yueyin, who had insufficient memory in her mobile phone, had to pull out the curse spirit with great grief, and handed it to Xia Youjie to rub it into balls.

Xia Youjie stuffed it into his mouth, raised his head to swallow, and as his Adam's apple rolled, the painful expression on his face deepened.

Guan Yueyin watched quietly, until the other party's expression eased a little, and then asked aloud: "What is the smell of the curse spirit?"

Xia Youjie smiled wryly and twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's terrible, it's like a rag that wiped vomit."

"You are really a metaphorical genius." Guan Yueyin was disgusted by this overly specific description, "Have you considered changing the way of taking it? For example, cut it into small pieces and put it in capsules?"

"Are you an idiot? Only a complete spell ball can absorb it."

"Uh, let them wait for a while, and then activate the spell when they are all in the stomach? Or dip it in the hot pot seasoning to improve the taste?" Guan Yueyin racked her brains to come up with suggestions.

"...You should focus on your own spells first." Xia Youjie sighed helplessly, "Go back, I will teach you how to write a mission report, Wu sure didn't tell you."

Guan Yueyin opened her eyes wide in surprise: "Do you still want to write a mission report?"

"..." Sure enough.

Xia Youjie walked towards the outside of the auditorium, and when he saw the other party reaching out to pick up the victim wrapped in a coat, he shook his head and refused: "You are injured, let me take it."

Guanyueyin's face and body were covered with fine wounds, and the white shirt was stained with a large amount of blood. At first glance, it was a bit shocking, but in fact they were not serious skin trauma.

He followed Xia Youjie's footsteps, and the half of his body at the door gave him a slight pause. Just as he was about to say something, he stretched out his hands from a high place to pick it up.

Guan Yueyin looked up and saw that it was the curse spirit released by Xia Youjie, and the other half of the body at the corner was also held in its arms, and it was barely pieced together into a complete person.

He sighed and said nothing.

Although no one mentioned it, Guan Yueyin and Xia Youjie searched the movie theater tacitly.

Fortunately in misfortune, the only victims were the two they saw.

——Level [-] curse spirit, exorcising completed.

"I've only worn it for two days, Gaozhuan. Isn't the scrap rate of uniforms too high?"

While muttering, Guan Yueyin put on a coat to cover his tattered white shirt, walked to the side of the car, pressed the open window of the driver's seat with one hand, and showed a bright smile: "Mr. Wait here for a while? I want to buy something."

"Buy, buy, buy?" Mr. Kitamura almost bit his tongue.

"You still want to buy something with this look?" Xia Youjie grabbed Guan Yueyin's collar, pulled it back, and pasted the wound on his scratched cheek, "What do you want to buy? I'll help you buy it .”

Guan Yueyin blinked and touched the band-aid on her face: "The gift that Nizi gave me is delicious, I want to return a gift to thank her, I remember that there is a dim sum shop nearby that tastes very good. .”

Xia Youjie opened the rear door and pushed him in: "You wait here."

Looking at the back of the black-haired boy going away, Guan Yueyin just wanted to feel that Xia Youjie is really a good person, when she glanced at the two victims who were covered in white cloth by the police a few meters away, her voice stopped in her throat.

He put his hands on the back of the driver's seat and leaned forward slightly: "Mr. Beicun, is the curse spirit inexhaustible? Will there be another curse spirit with the same birth reason after a while?"

"Theoretically, it does."

Guan Yueyin sighed, and fell back: "It's too bad, is this a scheming mantra?"

Mr. Hojo: "..."

Can this be said?