Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

"Something wrong...."

Araya Soren murmured in a low voice. His left hand pressed the back of the two rituals' necks and pressed them against the wall. The hard wall was like a swamp, slowly sinking them into the place where the two rituals came into contact.

The girl blended into the wall.

The recovery was successful, but at the cost of the right hand. The palm of his right hand fell on the corridor, and there was a flat cut on the wrist of his right arm, but no blood seeped out.

Although the girl's magic eye was banned, his body was still damaged by the blood of the Aoi family and the physical skills that the girl was good at.

"In this case, you just need to wait quietly until it is completed."

Araya Zongren said to himself, seemingly not paying attention to Yan Tiaoba who collapsed in the corridor. His body just blended into the darkness until it disappeared.

Araya Zongren appeared in the underground parking lot, On the stone seat,

Aruba, who was dressed in burgundy clothes, was standing in front of the hill where the puppet remains were piled up, holding a doll head in his hand and looking at it carefully. After leaving and returning, he dropped the puppet head in his hand

"It looks like you've already got it done."

"Yes, it only takes two days for me to complete the plan"

"Oh, that's really exciting. In the thousands of years of magic history since the Age of Gods, only five people have successfully gone to the source and returned from it. In modern times, however, no one has accomplished this great feat."

"I'm looking forward to it, Araya, you will become the sixth person etched in the history of magic. What kind of miracles will the sixth method bring to the world?"

Aruba expressed a long sigh of emotion, but the topic suddenly changed.

"Your plan has been completed. According to our deal, now it's time to help me fulfill my wish."

"Of course, killing Aozaki Orange is the reward I need to pay you after you provide me with technical funds and human support."

Hearing Araya Soren's calm answer, Aruba laughed. The corners of his mouth reached to the root, looking extremely twisted.

"That would be great..."...................

The wide bridge.

The bridge, which was officially opened to traffic not long ago, can be said to be busy with traffic, connecting the Haipu new land, and continuously delivering fresh blood to it.

Of course, many people are attracted by the bridge's ancillary facilities and the emerging commercial street under the bridge.

In addition to commercial shops, there is also a library and an art gallery.

The art gallery has opened, and the huge sign at the door displays the theme of the exhibition in the art gallery today - the puppet exhibition.

Compared with painting exhibitions and art exhibitions, puppet-themed exhibitions are very rare. Even in the field of art, puppets are a very small branch.

Most of the visitors come out of curiosity. After all, art is a non-popular work. Except for the author himself, it is completely up to fate to find someone who can match the brain waves of the work.

In the exhibition hall, various types of puppets are placed on the booth, surrounded by red silk ban lines.

Some are made almost the same as real people, and look like real girls resting on the booth with their hands on their knees.

Some show obvious mechanical joint structures, forming a uncanny valley effect, which makes people who stare for a long time feel disgusted and fearful unconsciously.

Some of them are just the creator's bad taste, with long brown hair, a black metal face, and a silver iron plate as the jaw. They have four legs and four arms, and look like evil spirits crawling out of the TV.

"Miss Orange, this exhibition was very successful."

Kurotomi also walked with Aozaki Orange in the exhibition hall. It was already dusk. The two-day exhibition came to an end.

"Kuitong, I’ve worked hard for you these days. I’ll give you a bigger salary when I get back."

The severe cold that Aozaki Orange suffered from was cured half a day before the exhibition. The owner of the exhibited works at least did not miss the ceremony and speech at the beginning of the exhibition.

However, the preparations for the exhibition were basically done by black people. Tong Miki was also responsible for completing the work. In fact, he was definitely responsible for the success of the exhibition.

The two walked into the front hall, talking and laughing. At the end of the hall corridor, in front of a completely humanoid girl doll, a blond young man in a burgundy trench coat was looking up.

Seeing the blond young man, Kurogiri Mikiya had a look of confusion on his face. Seeing that there was no one in the front hall of the exhibition hall, ten minutes ago, he had already asked the exhibition hall's security to ask the few remaining citizens out.

"It's closing time now, sir."

Kurotong Miki was about to say this, but Aozaki Orange stretched out his hand to stop him.

Aruba turned around with a cheerful smile on his face:

"Yo! Aozaki, long time no see. How are you?"

Facing the young man with a false smile, Aozaki Orange didn't have any intention of welcoming him, but just gave him a cold look.

"Cornelius Aruba. What advice does the vice-abbot of Schopenheim Abbey have when he comes to this remote place?"

"Haha, do you even need to ask? I came to see you. I have received a lot of care from you in London, and I heard that you started the project, so I came to support it."

Hearing Aruba's words, Aozaki Orange frowned.

"There is no need to talk about this boring nonsense. If there is nothing else, please leave my exhibition."

"Alright alright!"

Aruba raised his hands:

"In fact, I created a work in this city. Therefore, as a past school friend, I would like to ask you to help me taste it."

"not interested...Because it's a waste of time to go there"

"Aruba, are you really that boring? If you want to find a sense of presence, you might as well go back to your Germany."

Listening to Aozaki Orange's words, veins appeared on Aruba's forehead.

Although there was still a smile on his face, it had begun to distort.

"It's not up to you, Aosaki."

Aruba finally took a deep breath, and his expression became calm again.

"Tai Chi is now in our hands. If you want to get it back, just follow my advice."

Tai Chi, a word that is obviously a reference, made Kurogiri Miki instantly think of his colleague.

"Liangyi...What did you do to Liang Yi?"Miki Kurogiri couldn't help but ask.

Aruba's eyes were on Mikiya Kurogiri, and Mikiya instantly felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Aosaki, is this your disciple? How rude...."

Aruba held the tall tube on his head politely

"Anyway, the invitation has been sent, and the location is Hayamihama's Ogawa Apartment. look forward to your visit."