I play the piano in the comprehensive world

After training for a month, their freshmen were finally assigned their first mission.

Hui Yuanxiong cried with joy, "I don't want to train anymore!"

Qihai followed Gou Juanjing to read the mission description.The text description is extremely simple, there is only a simple description of the discovery, the estimated level and location of the spell spirit, and there are no redundant descriptions.Too little information, no matter how you look at it, you can't see the problem.

In the morning, when the assistant supervisor came to pick him up, he was surprised to see Gou Juanjing, "Is Mr. Gou Juan going too?"

Gou Juanjing fixed his eyes on him for a while, looked at him for a long time, and then nodded.

Jianren Qihai noticed this subtle atmosphere and followed him into the car silently.Hui Yuanxiong didn't notice this small detail at all, he was only excited about his first extermination mission.

Three first-year students sat in the back row, and the assistant supervisor began to introduce the task content. "The location of this mission is Qitama, which is the former residence of Master Tsuda Yoki, the leading puppet maker in China. A year ago, a report was received that there were often unknown noises in the former residence, and objects often moved for no reason. Cleaning My aunt thought it was the heir who went back, but according to the heir, he hasn't been there since the master passed away."

"At that time, according to the observation of the window, there was a spell reaction in the former residence. The preliminary rating was level 4, which was not very harmful, so it has not been dealt with yet."

Huiyuan heard this situation for the first time: "Why not deal with it?"

The assistant supervisor glanced at them from the rearview mirror inside the car. Gou Juan looked down at the task book, unable to see his expression clearly. Qi Hai sat in the middle and looked directly at the mirror. With straight eyes, he quickly looked away.

"Level 4 spell spirits are not very harmful, as long as you don't get along with them for a long time, there is no problem, so generally they don't make special arrangements for exorcism." If the curse spirit is not particularly harmful, it will generally be postponed."

As for when to postpone it, it depends on when the curse spirit makes trouble.

Qihai asked coldly, "So this curse spirit?"

"A week ago, a live broadcast expedition team entered and disappeared for unknown reasons. The body of one of them was found in the well behind the former residence two days ago. We speculate that the chances of the other two surviving are not high. Because it has been reported , so the scene was blocked immediately. We preliminarily estimate that the curse spirit has been upgraded, and it is not ruled out that a new spell spirit broke in.

The analysis and judgment of the curse power is at level 2, so this time the mission is this curse spirit. "

They arrived at their destination very quickly. The ordinary two-story residential building had been empty for a long time, and the red paint on the outer wall was cracked and peeled off. The overall appearance was miserable.

"Then, please."

The assistant supervisor stood outside a certain range, with his index and middle fingers together, "From darkness to darkness..."* put down the tent.

Only the three of them walked in.

As soon as he opened the door, Huiyuan was taken aback.

There are two neat rows of dolls in the long corridor at the entrance. These dolls stand in transparent glass boxes and turn their heads to look at the direction of the door. Anyone who doesn't know who walks in will be caught by this kind of real sight. feeling terrified.

Huiyuan withdrew from his position, and Gou Juanjing stepped forward. "excuse me."

I don't know if it was his illusion, but the sense of horror just faded away, and when he looked at it again, it was just two rows of beautifully dressed puppets.

Huiyuan swallowed his saliva, the excitement gradually disappeared, and he began to observe cautiously.The house has not been lived in for a long time.There was a light layer of dust on the wooden floor and the glass box. Footprints and finger marks were very obvious on it. Several doll boxes at the end were pushed to the ground, and one of the glass boxes was broken. The doll is still lying on the ground. Among the fragments, it can be seen that someone has broken in before.

"What do these people want to do?" Huiyuan followed the trail and found that their actions were not blind flies, but they were looking for something very regularly. "One, two, three... There are three people who came in."

At the beginning, the footprints were messy, but after entering the house, they became very purposeful. Three people moved separately, and two people stayed on the first floor to search. Not only the room, but even the kitchen and other places were completely turned over. The cabinet doors are not closed.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw his companion Dog Juanjing helping up the fallen doll box, and Qihai was helping to clean up the broken glass.Huiyuan also stepped forward to help, gently picked up the unfortunate doll, and carefully patted the glass shards off its skirt.

"Wow, they are really beautiful when you look closely." The big-hearted Hui Yuan quickly forgot the horror of the moment he opened the door.

Gou Juanjing swept over the puppets in his hand, "They were all carefully crafted by the master."

"It can be seen that Master Tsuda really likes dolls, they are preserved so well, the person who knocked them down is really too much, fortunately it is not broken." Huiyuan quickly joined the puppeteer's side position.

Gou Juanjing glanced at the doll, watching Huiyuan put it on the cabinet properly, and made it sit in a comfortable position.

"There is no magic power left." Gou Juan Jing swept the house and made sure.

He turned around and found that the eyes of Qihai and Huiyuan were all asking questions.

Ah this.

Gou Juanjing explained empathetically: "Whether it's a spell or a spell or anything else, as long as the power is used, there will be residues, just like a string of footprints left when a person walks on the beach. It will dissipate after time. From this remnant, we can analyze the type of power, strength and other information. I remember that the magic world is called... filthy."

Hui Yuanxiong suddenly realized when he heard it, but Jianren Qihai noticed his words.

power?

But Gou Juan just said that there is no mana remaining.

"Focus on the eyes and you can see." Gou Juanjing stood by the window and guided Huiyuan: "The filth is like very thin dust, look, there it is."

Haibara stood beside him, squinting his eyes hard to see clearly.

"Imagine that the mantra is like a river in your body. As your blood continues to swim, a strand will be attached to your eyes."

Qihai also stood over, closed her eyes and imagined.

When he opened it again, the world he saw was already different.

A group of inexplicable traces went around the house and walked towards the wasteland behind the house. First, there was a whole trace, which looked like something huge had been dragged past, and there were some messy small lines. Huiyuan imagined that it should be human fingers The traces made by struggling to grasp the ground.

"Wow! I see, I see!" After a while, Hui Yuanxiong became excited. "There are really traces!"

At this time, Qihai turned to look at Goujuan. Under the blessing of the mantra, Goujuanjing's eyes were more dazzling than before. Occasionally, there would be flashes of light, like the lights lit up when meteors streaked across the sky at night.Probably because he was too engrossed in watching, Gou Juanjing also looked back at him and smiled at him.

Qihai came back to her senses suddenly, pursed her lips, and felt a little embarrassed by her almost offensive behavior.

"This ability is very practical. If you get used to it, you will feel the breath of the curse spirits before they approach." Gou Juanjing gave specific and feasible training directions: "But the curse spirits are also very sensitive to this kind of gaze. It will be detected, so you can apply for a special pair of glasses to cover up when you go back to school."

This part of knowledge is recorded in Goujuan’s family’s collection of books. Goujuanya also gave him a box of things written by the magician after confirming that he was going to go to Donggao. Goujuanjing still wondered why his father hid the things away. It was so tight that I hid it when I opened it later, so that the little thorn would not learn from it.

You can't even call it a diary, it's something like a handbook, full of swear words, insulting the world of conjuration, Shabi school, high-level sand sculptures and various parties who are in the way, opening the door to swear words.

But it's not completely useless, it's just that compared to its residue, the useful part is really pitiful.

Mental pollution.

"I'll go to the second floor to have a look." Gou Juanjing replied.

Hui Yuanxiong responded immediately: "Then I'll go outside..."

"No, I'll take a look outside, Huiyuan, check the first floor." Qihai interrupted him.

The vigorous youth didn't care, and was full of energy to work.

Goujuan and Qihai looked at each other and understood each other's meaning.

There are curse spirits outside, and there are things other than curse spirits upstairs.

It's not that they don't trust Huiyuan, it's just that Huiyuan's current strength and mood are not suitable for directly confronting the curse spirit.

They separated like this, and Gou Juanjing swayed up to the second floor by himself.

The first floor is the living room and the second floor is the studio.

Letting Huiyuan come up casually will lose all the san value.

The puppeteer's studio is naturally full of semi-finished puppets and parts. When the stairs turn a corner, they are completely separated from the world downstairs, and the sense of daily life quickly fades away.

On both sides of the stairs are doll parts of various materials, feet as big as fingertips, calves, thighs, knees, forearms, fingers made of various experimental properties...all packed in small containers, soaked in various colors In the solution, they piled up neatly to become some kind of mosaic decorations, forming a wall.

From a distance, the colorful small square wall is quite artistic.

Look at them up close, and when the realism of the limbs increases, so does the sense of creepy horror.

Gou Juanjing calmly walked down the corridor and pushed open the door of the studio.

The specially constructed ceiling, the head models of countless dolls, the eyeballs hanging upside down, and several exquisite dolls are placed on the workbench, facing the door.

The moment he pushed the door open, all eyeballs turned.

In the dark room, the curtains are tightly drawn, only the light from the corridor is partially refracted by the pupils of the eyes, giving off a faint light.

There is still a piece of debris at the door, which can be seen as broken parts.

The downstairs is different. It seems that it is still clean and tidy when Tsuda Yanghui was alive, as if the owner will push the door and enter at any time.

Stepping over the shards and carefully avoiding the half-finished products, the dog-twister drew back the curtains.

"Even if you don't like it, you have to see the sun once in a while."

"Why?" A young girl's voice sounded.

"Because you need to welcome Master Tsuda with the sunshine of a room."

"I see, Yang Hui also likes to carve us in the sunlight." Among the dolls in the row facing the door, a doll with dark blue hair stood up.