After my partner 5t5 talked about cross talk, I became popular

It's night, dark clouds cover the moon.

In the bar street in downtown Kyoto, red men and dolls release their depressed emotions under the cover of neon lights, which is different from the comfortable and quiet ancient town in the daytime.

A green-haired man avoided the crowd, and walked to the end of the alley with a hurried look on his back, carrying a woman in a white coat.However, in this busy city, everyone just thought that the woman was just drunk, and no one thought that she had just experienced a fierce battle.

Seeing that no one was looking at him around, Yushiro gently pushed aside the inconspicuous symbols on the wall and strung them in.

All the layout of the ancient house was the same as the "shelter" in Asakusa a hundred years ago. Yushiro gently placed Miss Zhuzi on the bed, and carefully helped her treat the wound on her arm.

The smell of thin blood filled the air, and Yushirou had to exert great energy to restrain the impulse in his body.

Of course, he didn’t just have this kind of impulse. Zhu Zi’s face, which was exactly the same as Miss Zhu Shi’s, was gradually distorted by the pain, the hideous wound on her white arm was still oozing blood, and her body was trembling slightly. Sweat seeps out layer by layer.

Yushiro hated himself at this moment, how could he see Miss Zhushi become like this in front of his eyes...

"Father, I'm sorry, father... Mother, forgive me..." Zhu Zi muttered in a coma.Yushirou put his hand on her forehead, feeling hot.

what to do?Yushiro tried all methods to cool down the temperature, tossing and tossing for a long time, but with little effect.

This is definitely not a terminal illness, but at this moment, Yushiro still can't help but think of how Miss Zhushi operated to treat himself hundreds of years ago.

If Miss Zhuzi is also turned into a ghost, then maybe she will also remember...

No.

no way.

Yushiro looked at Miss Zhu's frown and thought for a while, if he couldn't get rid of her physical pain, he could at least help her get rid of her mental pain.

So, he activated the blood ghost technique, which he had improved a lot in the past century, and entered Miss Zhu's consciousness.

"If you have two abilities, then you have to do twice as much training!" A middle-aged man sternly trained Miss Zhuzi, who should be her father.

"Father, I really can't start..." The young Zhuzi begged her father childishly, before the words fell, there was a sound of flesh being torn, Zhuzi forced herself to suppress the urge to cry.

Both arms were already dripping with blood, and there was no longer a trace of intact flesh, and her father was still not satisfied, and continued to rub, trying to force more blood out.

"Come on, whether you activate your spells or supernatural powers, affect my mood!" Father continued to lecture, "The more my mood changes, the more useful your abilities will be, you know?"

"Hmm..." Zhu Zi secretly exerted strength with a crying voice.

"Slap!" A cold slap hit Zhuzi on the back of the head, she turned her head and saw her mother staring at her with disdain.

"I don't even have this ability, I think it's better to send you to the orphanage," the mother gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, "You useless guy, we can only pin our hopes on your brother."

"No, no..." Zhu Zi waved her bloody little hands, "Mom, don't send me away, I can definitely affect other people's emotions and create the most powerful curse..."

She wanted to wipe away her tears, but her face was covered with blood, but she didn't care, and only secretly controlled the power in her body.

After a while, nothing worked.

Seeing the disappointment written on her parents' faces, she shook her head and walked away.

"I didn't expect the two of us to give birth to such a useless daughter..."

"The bloodlines of the Four Great Cursed Masters did not reflect on her at all, we can only rely on the one you conceived..."

"Then what should she do? It costs a lot of money to raise such a useless guy."

"Otherwise, send it to the countryside and let it fend for itself..."

"Hey, those high-level people are going to laugh at us again..."

"Ah!!!" Suddenly, Zhu Zi's petite body roared, and the world fell into darkness.

Then, she opened her eyes again, only to see her parents lying in a pool of blood.

And the wound on her arm healed miraculously.

She panicked and ran into the street, wanting to ask for help.But all I could see was a cloud of black air surrounding everyone.

It was Tokyo in 1985, and a world-famous air crash had just occurred, and everyone was immersed in great sadness.

Zhu Zi also remembered this accident, because she had just borrowed the huge negative emotions of the citizens, and sealed her parents together with her unborn younger brother in her blood.

"Huh..." Yushiro panted heavily.

This memory that lingered in Zhuzi's mind when she was in a coma made Yushiro feel unspeakable sadness.He knew that his blood ghost technique could only help her change the phantom in her mind, but it could not cure her...

"What are you doing?" Zhu Zi didn't know when she had woken up, staring at Yushirou with a cold expression.

"Uh... sorry, I just read your memory." Yushiro lowered his head deeply, "But Miss Zhuzi, your experience is the same as Miss Zhushi's. She also..."

"Killed your own family?" Yushirou's eyes almost pierced Yushirou, "Then she is not a good thing. Why do you keep pestering people like us?"

"Because..." Yushiro spoke incoherently, "You will get better. You will get better. You are her."

"You love her?"

"I have lived to this day for her, no, for you."

"Then will you do everything for me?"

Yushilang paused for a moment, then raised his eyes and said firmly, "I have no reservations."

"That is to say, Zhuzhu is the descendant of a curse master and a supernatural being. Her ability is to use blood to affect other emotions?" Jianren Qihai analyzed extremely.

Osamu Dazai rubbed his sore wrist: "Yes, I only inquired about her after a lot of core members of Mafia."

Wujo Wu said coldly: "Oh, then she can be considered... my distant relative."

"Yes."

Jianren Qihai rested his chin with one hand: "Then the parents and younger brothers she killed when she was ten years old are Huiru, Huiwu and Huiji later?"

Osamu Dazai sighed, "Yeah, according to the diary of a high-ranking slug, she just brought her dead family members around as a curse. Now two of them have been exorcised, and only her younger brother Huiji is left running around the capital. .”

Jianren Qihai showed concern: "Well, the higher-ups have already issued an order. All the spells above the second level are rushing to the capital for emergency treatment, but the only ones who can be mobilized are the students in the first and second grades of the two spells."

Osamu Dazai: "I asked people from Butei to come here too, but I don't think it will be of much help. There are at least tens of thousands of small snakes in Kyoto now. When will this be done..."

Qihai nodded: "Besides, it is said that the port Mafia, Eju and even some foreign organizations are moving closer to Kyoto, and they all want to get something out of the chaos. I see..."

"Don't talk about that, just talk about Zhuzi and Yushiro, can't you do nothing?" Gojo Satoru interrupted, his tone still cold, "If the purpose of her research on the curse is to revive the family members who were killed by her mistake, then In the current situation, she must go crazy and want to protect the last brother."

Osamu Dazai was a little puzzled: "It stands to reason that this curse should not survive long without her blood, unless..."

"Unless there are other energy supplements," Jianren Qihai added for him, "If you observe the previous five items with six eyes, the bead's spell can not only affect emotions, but also create extremely negative emotions and create Curse, then when the victim's emotional fluctuations are greater, the curse created will be stronger."

Wujo Wu nodded: "Yes, it's hard to find a group of bitter and bitter people, but a group of happy people... It seems that there is a good opportunity recently..."

"The offline selection for the K1 Mancai Grand Prix, right?"

Lin Ye's voice came suddenly, causing the three adults to turn their heads immediately, and at the same time switched to happy expressions.

"You don't have to change your face like this, I'm not a child anymore, I want to participate in the discussion together." Lin Ye limped and sat in the empty seat beside him.

Gojo Satoru gently helped him put on the hospital gown: "You exhausted so much energy in the last battle, don't force yourself too much."

"I'm fine, I'm super strong."

Gojo Satoru squeezed Rinno's proud little face: "Hey, I will definitely not give Yushiro and Zhuzi another chance when I see them this time, so you don't need to take action."

"There's also Huiji, Evil, and the port of Mafia. I can't rely on you alone."

"Actually, I think it can."

Lin Ye shook his head: "You don't regard me as a partner at all."

"Hey, you little..."

Jianren Qihai interrupted: "Although we adults are obliged to give priority to protecting you and other high-skilled students, but with such a shortage of manpower, I think what Lin Ye said makes sense, and we really need to think of a safer way."

Gojo Satoru was reluctant: "Curse high academics are guys with no practical experience, can they handle the big scene?"

Osamu Dazai looked at Lin Ye with a smile: "Do you have any good ideas?"

"I have won the true biography of the two of you, and I really have one." Lin Ye came to his spirits, "You know that my domain allows the conjurers I contact to communicate with each other and borrow each other's spells and spells, right?"

The two adults looked at Gojo Satoru, as if seeking proof.

Gojo Satoru nodded.

"Then this time, the auditions for the K1 Comic Talent Conference will be held in the form of a 'playground' by the judges and the audience," Lin Ye drew a circle with his hands, "that is, all the contestants are in the gymnasium, and they start performing almost at the same time. Watch in turn, and the audience can watch whichever group they want to watch."

Osamu Dazai: "Yes, this time can be called the toughest K1 audition, the teams that perform poorly will not be watched at all~~"

Lin Ye smiled: "Hui Ji is most likely to be attracted to attack those spectators, because they will be the happiest people in the city at that time. If we have so many conjurers and martial detectives rushing in, it will definitely cause riots, but if……"

Three days later, a large mysterious organization in a hotel in Kyoto was enveloped.

Lin Ye has not slept for three days——

"Kumizhang, you must act naturally when Fu Hei is expressionless! Don't deliberately have a lot of upper body! Hey, hey, you control Su Nuo, don't let him run out casually during the performance!"

"Gou Juan, can you say a few more words, just a 'Squid Boy' can't handle Yi Gu Youta's stalk!"

"Hey, Ye Qiangwei, lower your volume, you are so scared that Miss Sanlunxia dare not speak!"

He originally thought that students of the same age would be enough for him to worry about, but when he entered the next room, the adults even...

"You brothers and sisters, pay attention to the scale!"

"Mr. Edogawa, don't just reason about what President Fukuzawa ate yesterday, okay?"

"Hey, Mr. Dazai, don't always cue Nakahara Nakaya when you are performing with Mr. Nanami, it would be embarrassing if he really came that day..."

Wujo Gojo, who was holding two rows of strawberry milk in his hand and wanted to comfort his master, arrived late, and seeing the crowd dancing wildly in front of him, he poked Lin Ye: "You put these guys into K1 as players, can't you really get through it? "

Lin Ye nodded confidently: "If I can teach you, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to bring these people along."

"Then..." Gojo Satoru opened the strawberry milk and began to enjoy it by himself, "What should we do as a team?"

"No way, come to my room for special training tonight."

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"Don't force me to leave the group [Metaphysics]"

[All members of the men's group exorcist entertainment circle + supernatural metaphysics cool article]

When He Wei was stuffed into a giant boy group, he knew in his heart that it was almost as if he had been hidden in the snow.

The members of this group are not normal yet.

Wu Dan practiced sword hard every day, with nothing in mind;

Rap holds a volume of Buddhist scriptures and chatters, with a look of compassion on my face;

The stuntman let out a roar from time to time, and slammed into the air.

Lead singer He Wei: "...I suddenly don't know my position."

Life is short-lived, in order to earn money to pay off debts, He Wei doubled down on his training, consciously becoming the only member of the team responsible for the men's team.

It wasn't until the agent arranged for them the first live variety show, that the excited He Wei entered the haunted house only to realize that he had been fooled.

——Their regiment turned out to be all members, exorcists, demons, and teachers!

And he was arrested for his performance because of his rare physique! ! !

He Wei looked at the horrific scene and asked tremblingly, "Will I, I, I, I, die?"

With a cold face, the main dancer smashed the monster with a sword, blocked the blood all over his body, stood in front of him and said calmly: "I will protect you."

Rap Dan, who was illuminated by Buddha's light, suddenly had a fluctuating expression, and quickly chanted a mantra to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The stuntman who punched one by one let out a mouthful of fire angrily, cursing: "You dare to touch people who are covered by me!"

He Wei: "...Eh? (?°?°?)"

Aren't you too lazy to talk to me at first?

The bullet screen was swiped into one piece, and I went crazy!

——Because of the arrival of He Wei, the performance of the elderly men's group, which originally only wanted to paddle, suddenly soared.

One night, the main dancer of Bingshanface told He Wei ghost stories to exercise his courage.

When talking about an extremely powerful exorcist who defeated the evil spirit, he suddenly got stuck, and He Wei naturally continued the story.

Ye Yintang became puzzled: "How do you know?"

He Wei (naive): "I saw my grandfather do this when I was a child."

Ye Yintang was silent for a moment, and counted up the generations of He Wei.

No, you can't tell him, otherwise he will be "deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors".