The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

After Naoya lost his mantra power, his sensitivity to perceive the existence of mantra spirits dropped sharply compared to before, so low that it was almost the same as that of ordinary people. In this regard, for low-level mantra spirits of the third and fourth levels, The performance was particularly obvious. If he didn't want to see it deliberately, the third and fourth level curse spirits were no different from a cloud of air in front of him.

But if he insists on seeing, or inadvertently notices the existence of higher-level spell spirits, he can still find their figures—but this figure is extremely thin, almost translucent, like a plastic bag, and like a rumor The ghosts and ghosts in the book are generally unreal.

Therefore, sometimes Naoya also wonders whether the opportunity for the conjurer to see the curse spirit is due to the difference in the structure of the body or the mind, or the power of the spell, or a combination of the two?

Although Shi Er doesn't have a trace of magic power, but because of the strong body/body endowed by the sky and the curse, he can also perceive the existence of the curse spirit, and Maki... the half-baked sky and the curse, she does have The power of the spell, but it is only at the same level as ordinary people. You have to rely on the magic glasses to see the spell spirit. As for the future...

Thinking of the moment when Maki, who had completely released the sky and the curse, slapped him hard on the face, even though it had been more than 20 years for him, whenever he inadvertently recalled it, he would always feel that half of his face They are all aching.

Not to mention the knife her mother stabbed him in the back.

Fortunately, he has already left the monastery, and has nothing to do with their mother and daughter. Even if Maki will go to a high school and become a student of Gojo Satoru in the future, there is a possibility that the two of them will meet, and then he only needs to keep Calm down, just pretend you don't know him.

Shaking his head, Naoya stopped thinking about those messy things that bothered him, and with the help of the cover of the flower bed bushes, he turned his attention to the boy on the swing in the park again.

The boy looked about seven or eight years old, probably because he was sitting on the swing with his back hunched, his slender arms hanging weakly on the ropes on both sides, and he looked very thin. The transparent black mass on his shoulders Shadow, just so quietly and motionless, as if trying to overwhelm him, against the silent park, it looks extremely depressing, making people feel suffocated for a while.

"Master, do you want to go up and help him?" Zhenwang asked in a low voice, his brows were furrowed, showing disapproval, "You don't have spell power now, it's too dangerous."

However, Naoya stared at the boy's direction and pondered for a while, but he didn't answer the question when he asked, "Zhenwang, tell me, what does the curse spirit on that boy look like in your eyes?"

Hearing the words, Zhenwang was slightly taken aback at first, but he obediently moved towards the direction of the boy, stared and observed carefully, and after a while, he described it carefully to Naoya, "The appearance of that curse spirit is similar to that of a toad, but it's all over the body. It is gray-blue, with purple wavy stripes on its limbs, a row of black sharp horns growing around its mouth and back, but it doesn't seem to have any special movements, just standing quietly on the boy's shoulders, at every turn."

"So it looks like this..." Naoya murmured, noticing the slightly puzzled look in Zhenwang's eyes, shrugged, and explained, "But in my eyes, it's just a translucent black shadow, like garbage. Like a bag."

"Is it because of the disappearance of your spell power?" Zhenwang immediately thought of this, and the gully between his brows deepened for a while, and he couldn't help persuading him again, "Master, let's leave first, that one The strength of the curse spirit seems to be between the second and third levels, and it may be very dangerous for you now."

"Well, I know." Naoya nodded without changing his expression, then turned and walked towards the car parked beside him.

Just when Zhenwang thought that his young master had listened to her dissuasion and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Naoya did not return to the co-pilot's seat, but instead opened the back seat door and took out the He rummaged through the backpack on the back seat, and took out a black gold dagger from it.

"Master!" Zhenwang was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, a little incredulous, "What do you want to do?"

"I really hope, I'm sorry, but the opportunity is rare, I have to give it a try."

Withdrawing the blade from the scabbard, Naoya waved it casually twice, then hid it in the sleeve of his backhand so that he could draw it out at any time in case of accidents. The hooded sweater has loose cuffs, even if the dagger is hidden in it, it is not easy to see it.

"Try it...Master, what do you want to try? Zhenwang looked puzzled, but more nervous and worried, "Can't you wait for Mr. Shi Er to come back, or inform Master Gojo Wu to be with you?" "

"That guy Shier, I don't even know where he's going to be cool and happy, so forget it." Naoya unabashedly disliked Shier, paused, and continued, "As for Wu, he has already helped me a lot. I don't want to bother him even with such a trivial matter, let alone he has his own things to do."

"Don't worry, I promise you will be fine."

Seeing that Zhenwang's expression became more and more worried, Naozai smiled and comforted him, "I just want to try, whether I can see the curse spirit after my spell power disappears, or is it because of the special ability of the curse spirit itself, So it can be discovered by me, or, there are other reasons."

After a pause, he frowned, "After all, it is reasonable to say that if you don't pay special attention to the low-level curse spirits, it is impossible for me to see them now, but that curse spirit is different, and it seems to have done nothing. , but I can spot it at a glance.”

"As for helping that boy, it's actually just a matter of convenience." Naoya glanced at the boy who was sitting on the swing with a low expression and still not making any movements, his eyes were unconsciously stained with an unpleasant memory, "Seeing him like that , I just remembered that during the time in the monastery, I was almost the same as him, suppressing emotions...Maybe I can't let him get rid of that emotion, but getting rid of the curse spirit makes him feel a little easier , it can still be done.”

"...Yes, Master," she had no choice but to answer, and although her brows were still frowning, she obeyed Naoya's wishes, "Then please allow me to follow and assist you." Although The sentence pattern of request was used in the speech, but the tone carried a firm meaning that could not be refused, obviously determined to stay by Naoya's side.

Knowing that this is the final bottom line of Zhenwang, Naoya nodded helplessly, agreed to the other party's request, and said, "Then you will carefully observe the reaction of the curse spirit from behind, and I will be in charge of contacting that boy."

"Okay, I understand," Zhenwang replied, and then she squatted down, rolled up her trouser legs, pulled out a small bright silver folding utensil from her ankle, and held it tightly in her palm.

"Wait, what is that, a magic tool?" Naoya was a little surprised after witnessing the series of operations that Mamoko performed, "Did you keep it there all the time?"

"Yes, master, this is the spell tool that I always carry with me just in case."

Zhenwang stood up and spread out his palms, showing the bright silver tool on his palms to Naoya, "Actually, its shape is just a folding knife, but the moment the blade bounces, it can explode a certain amount of power, even against the second-level curse. Spirit, can also give a heavy blow, or even exorcise, but...after that, it will turn back to an ordinary magic tool, without any special power, unless the magic power is consumed and the blade is refolded Go back, but it will take a lot of mana and time to do so."

After listening to Zhenwang's description, Naoya couldn't help raising his eyebrows and took a second look at the bright silver magic tool in her hand. He didn't expect that this seemingly delicate and compact thing could actually exorcise the second-level curse spirit, even if it was almost just once. Sexual, and it is enough to be called a powerful sentence, "When you went out to purchase supplies, did you buy this from the black market?"

"Yes, after knowing the young master's plan, I have been looking for some suitable magic tools." Zhenwang nodded, looked at the bright silver magic tool in his hand, clenched it tightly, and gently covered his chest, Closing my eyes, "Because, I want to be like Lord Shier, capable enough to protect the young master, even if my spell power is mediocre, and I am not as strong as Mr. Shier, I still want to... "

"Makoto," before Mamoko finished her last words, Naoya interrupted her words softly, raised the corners of her mouth, and stopped saying those thank yous that seemed a little polite and superfluous between the two, but like a promise, one word After a pause, "We are together."

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In the silent park, the boy sat on the swing, and from time to time he felt the warmth of June blowing across his face.

It's just that in his chest, it seems that there is a heavy boulder oppressing him, making him unable to breathe, and he has no desire to feel the summer in June. The negative emotions of repressed pain are almost filling every brain cell in him, and he keeps shouting , asking him to leave here and escape to a more distant and quiet place.

But maybe it was because he was too depressed, he just felt so weak that he couldn't even straighten his waist, so he could only keep bending down, trying to wrap himself in it like an armadillo, and escape from everything around him.

Perhaps, he should have left this country with his mother at the beginning, maybe it would be easier, the boy thought sullenly, recalling everything he had encountered in school, he only felt that the invisible weight on his shoulders almost weighed him down Everyone is crushed.

However, before he continued to sink and sink, a figure suddenly broke into the front of his line of sight. The immature voice came from above his drooping head, with pure concern and a little curiosity in his tone, he asked softly, "Excuse me, are you okay?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, then slowly raised his head.

I saw that the person standing in front of him was indeed a young man of his age, and even looked younger than him. His shiny black hair was hanging limply on his forehead, and it was obviously slightly raised, which should have appeared The extraordinarily flamboyant corners of the eyes, but because of the juvenile's eyes are just right, the inexplicably elder-like concern gaze reveals an indescribable gentleness.

However, no matter how you look at it, the young man in front of him looks very delicate and well-behaved, not like a child from an ordinary family, and the boy who was questioned and watched by such a young man couldn't help but fell into a daze for a while.

At school, the classmates around him seldom communicate with him because of his frail health, and because he likes to study computers, they only treat him as a weird kid playing with computers, and there has never been a peer like him. Like the boy in front of him, he expressed concern for him.

"Well, are you in a bad mood? I see you've been sitting here alone for a long time." Seeing the boy staring at him for a long time, he didn't speak, and the transparent shadow on the boy's body was also motionless, unable to move. , Naoya had no choice but to speak again.

At this moment, I finally realized that the boy who I had been staring at others for a long time blushed instantly when he came back to his senses, quickly looked away, and buried his head again, obviously feeling the heat on his face, and even She said embarrassingly, "Hold, I'm sorry, I accidentally...well, I'm fine, I, I just sit here and rest, thank you for your concern."

"You're welcome, but I just came here not long ago and I'm not very familiar with the surrounding area, so I want to ask, can I ask you to be my guide?" Sensing that the boy in front of him is a bit restrained, Naozai thought for a moment, and then took the initiative Said, "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Naoya, may I know your name?"

"... Naoya?"

Feeling the kindness released by the young man, the boy relaxed a little, but the heat on his face still didn't subside too much, he raised his head slightly, his gaze was like that of a cub, with cautious probing and imperceptible intimacy , looked at Naoya, his lips moved, and after a while, he slowly revealed his name, "My name is Sawada... Hiroki."