Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

2011/ 8/ 6

6:55 AM

Qingji Temple.

Sutra Hall.

"Su Ze, you have gone too far during this period—"

An elder whispered.

A dim light shone on the wooden door.

...It's finally started.

"I also think it's a bit too much, so now I say change...are you willing to let me go?"

Su Ze stood at the door with his arms folded, looking calm and speaking playfully.

"Ridiculous!" another elder rebuked, "How can you treat such an important matter like this?!"

His voice was hoarse and weak, and even the scolding seemed to be done with all his strength.

...half foot into the coffin.

Can an old guy like this have enough energy and vision?

Su Ze didn't show it on his face, but he raised the corner of his mouth and said mockingly: "You are not satisfied with my current behavior, and you don't believe me when I say I want to correct it——"

There seemed to be a subtle fluctuation of spell power at the entrance of the scripture hall.

Su Ze pretended not to hear: "Then I wonder what the elders have to say?"

The third wooden door floated forward a little, and the same hoarse voice came out: "Su Ze, considering your past hard work, we can put this matter aside...as long as you——"

"All I need to do is hand over my seat in the 'Directorate' and all my power, and then sign a 'bond' with you, and then continue to be a soldier and let you command me...right?"

Su Ze interrupted him with a smile and curved eyebrows.

The gentle voice echoed in the scripture hall.

A harsh rebuke like a millstone rang out: "How dare you!"

"Su Ze! Are you going to persist in your delusion?"

"There's still room for improvement!"

"Room?" Su Ze raised his eyebrows. "If you really think there is room for maneuver, would you deliberately call me to the suburbs of Kyoto to hold this stupid "special meeting"——"

The four elders were silent for a moment.

"The top management is pedantic, the regulations are rotten, there is a lack of communication between the upper and lower levels, and the aristocratic families are divided—"

Su Ze told the story slowly and leisurely.

"In troubled times, use heavy punishments; in serious cases, use strong medicines."

"——In Su's opinion, it should be so."

He was calm and composed, no longer looking at the four wooden doors, but staring at the towering bronze statue in front of him.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva still shines brightly in the sunlight.

——Calm and unmovable like the earth, and deep and profound meditation like a secret treasure.

Dizang, what a good name indeed.

"…stubborn!"

An angry voice.

"In that case, don't blame me for waiting—"

Wow.

A thin layer of magical power suddenly appeared on the gate of the scripture hall, and within half a breath, the entire scripture hall was covered by the magical power.

A huge wave of cursed energy filled the hall.

"Barrier? Special grade spell tool?"

"...or did you mix the two together?"

Su Ze looked at the cursed factors around him with great interest.

"Su Ze, the moment you stepped into the scripture hall, you were already trapped in it." The old voice echoed in the hall.

"Anyone who enters this realm will have their spell power gradually dissipate - your special energy is no exception."

——They are right. Su Ze could clearly feel that the "Qi" was being sucked out of the body at a terrifying speed.

And he had no way to break through this realm.

"The elders of the three royal families are not here, let me think about it..."

But he didn't seem to be in a hurry and was thinking leisurely.

"You have the weakest connection with Gojo. Even if Satoru is sent away, they will surely leave a backup plan. The entire Zenin high-level officials, except for the head of the family, Naohito, are all evil spirits... As for Kamo, it seems to be a puddle of mud--"

"If you know the situation but don't take action, you will pay the price for your arrogance—" The voices of the elders rose and fell.

The Qi around Su Ze rose steadily, and the amount of Qi in the air was stretched to an astonishing level.

Even breathing will affect the Qi threads wandering in the air.

The scripture hall, which was not small, seemed shrouded in fog for a moment.

The border of the special barrier was flickering with white light, and ancient and vast runes surrounded it, making it unbreakable.

Su Ze was in no hurry to take action, but carefully looked at the barrier that trapped him.

"Let me guess, your plan... is nothing more than to make the internal strife of Gojo too busy to take care of other things; at the same time, Zenin and Kamo lead the elites here to take down me and the first-level magicians who have been supporting me, whose combat power has been greatly reduced—"

He rubbed his chin.

"right?"

The wooden door was silent for a while, and no one answered.

"Let me guess again. You are sure that Wu will go to Honshu, but you dare not conclude that Jie will not show up... So you should still have some means to deal with Jie, but you haven't used them yet - but to be honest, I don't want him to get involved in this kind of dispute again. We have the same idea on this point."

Su Ze spoke in a calm tone, neither hurried nor slow.

——Is he bluffing?

Or... are you fearless?

The Qi in Su Ze's body was still slowly overflowing, and a large amount of Qi flowed out from under his sleeves, lifting up the ends of his hair.

The Qi in the scripture hall has become so dense that it is terrifying.

"By the way, if I remember correctly, this broken wooden door of yours... is also some kind of barrier borrowed from Tianyuan, right?"

Time jump to 7:00 AM

Su Ze slowly raised his head and looked at the wooden door in the air with a smile.

He twitched his fingertips slightly.

「青积寺之变」，自2011年8月6日7:00 A.M.起，共历时三十三分钟。

-

Cat's Whisper Cafe.

In the cat cafe, the little ones gathered together and prepared to play Monopoly.

Two square tables were put together, and a huge chessboard and chess pieces took up the entire tabletop.

The room was bustling with the children chattering.

Zenin Maki was competing with Nanako for who would make the first move, while their shy sisters hid behind their elder sisters, occasionally meeting each other's gaze and exchanging glances for a moment.

Miki Fushiguro sat aside with her legs crossed, teasing the black kitten with a smile. The cat whimpered and acted coquettishly, and Megumi Fushiguro looked at her sister quietly.

"Okay, don't quarrel--"

Xia Youjie smiled helplessly and walked closer, separating the two girls who were pressing their foreheads together. The two girls snorted at the same time and turned their heads away.

"The chessboard is ready, you can play now~"

Glass stood by the table, raised his palm to his mouth and greeted softly.

The little ones came running over at the same time and sat down around the table.

"Sister Glass, do you want to play?" Zenin Maki looked up and asked expectantly.

"Well..." Glass smiled awkwardly, "I'll let it go~"

Zhenyi also showed an aggrieved expression when she heard this and stared at her.

Glass was a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Master Geto, let's play together! Let's play together!" Nanako hugged Geto Geto's arm.

"Hmm..." Master Xia was also hesitating.

The little ones' coquettish voices came one after another.

In an instant, Glass's arm trembled unconsciously, she was a little dazed for a moment, and her pupils trembled slightly.

Then, he looked at Geto Suguru with a questioning look.

He nodded almost imperceptibly in affirmation.

"Forget it, Xia Yu suddenly feels unwell right now, I'll come and play with you guys——"

Glass spoke softly, she gathered her hair, the pattern on the collar of her shirt was very beautiful.

The overjoyed Maki sisters cheered.

Xia Youjie looked apologetic and turned to walk out of the house.

"What's wrong with Lord Geto? He doesn't look very well. Is he feeling unwell..." Mimiko noticed Geto's abnormality and murmured softly.

"It's okay, he's going to see off an unwelcome guest~" Glass explained softly.

"Ok?"

The Nanako sisters tilted their heads, seeming even more confused.

-

Outside the door of "Cat Language".

Xia Yujie closed the shop door gently, then tied his long hair tightly behind his head.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the hideous curse in front of him.

At the same time, he opened his palms, and a cursed spirit slowly emerged from the generated black hole.

"Just two special-grade ones? That's a bit disrespectful, isn't it—"

——Am I being too harsh in hiding my incompetence?

——Or did he tell the "General Manager's Office" that his strength had been greatly damaged, and someone with ulterior motives believed it?

He has a queer look on his face.