Xia Youjie in overalls

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Since Wujo Gojo solemnly introduced Xia Youjie, the three portraits have experienced ups and downs in life, and suddenly closed themselves off.

"With all due respect, I would have been autistic under the circumstances at the time." Takano Shu glanced sideways at the two uncles on the sofa, and put the tea in front of them, "I won't talk about Youruhito, originally because of Feeling guilty for not protecting Li Fujihiko well, Xiaohui has been in the industry for a long time, how could she have never heard of the name of a super curse master, as for Nazaki..."

Seeing the instigator drinking tea, Gao Yeshu sighed: "Even if you didn't know who Xia Youjie was at the beginning, but now you know, thinking of calling him 'brat' or 'that brat' every time you opened your mouth in the past, it would always be a little bit strange." Crashed."

Xia Youjie understood, he raised his eyelids: "So it's my fault?"

"—Of course not!" Takano Shuyoko shivered, "I just think that this kind of thing needs to be serious. The situation at the time was delicate, and it was not suitable for such a meaningful thing."

Who would introduce their lifelong friend in a dusty, beaten-up place full of potholes?

That's not how people can...

"it's me."

Gojo Satoru put down his teacup with a smile.

Takano Shuheng: "..."

The understatement of the two uncles made him feel heartbroken, so he simply gave up struggling and continued to pour tea.

"Actually, it only takes a few hours for them to regain their energy." He took Kizaki to visit the fashion stores on the resort island, took Xiaohui to eat delicious food, and took Yuren to buy a few photo posters. Make it clear.

After refilling the tea, Takano Shuheng took out his mobile phone, called up a report and put it on the table.

"Tokyo had 71 accidents within three days, and 32 people died. The conjurers sent to the accident site exorcised 347 cursed spirits. This number is still growing, and the death toll is doing its best to prevent it from rising."

Takano reached out and swiped across the screen.

"The next one is for Kyoto. In the same three days, 58 accidents occurred, 21 people died, and a total of 201 cursed spirits were exorcised." Takano Shuheng paused, "Kyoto is currently under control, but Tokyo is almost It's a disaster zone."

He didn't mean to imply anything by saying this, he just wanted to say that time is running out...

"It's faster than I expected." Wujo Wu said: "I originally thought that even if we want to take action, we should sneak in quietly first, and then choose a time to explode suddenly, so that we are caught off guard."

But now such a small-scale eruption, extermination, eruption, and extermination... It's like sending a batch of heads out first, and then sending a batch of heads out, and in the end only the main general is left.

When it came to business, Takano turned his mind quickly, and he understood Gojo Satoru's meaning almost as soon as he finished speaking.

"Could it be that they want to fight a war of attrition?" Takano Shuheng said: "First send out the little ones to consume the conjurers in Tokyo, and wait until everyone's spell power is insufficient and exhausted."

As he spoke, he muttered to himself: "After all, during the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk last year, everyone knew that there would be a big battle, so they made preparations in advance. Maybe the other party referred to this failed case and turned the frontal attack into a War of attrition..."

clang-

Takano Shuheng froze suddenly.

Xia Youjie withdrew his foot and said with a smile, "I'm so sorry, I let those bugs who don't know where they came from have a failure case to refer to."

Takano Shuheng: "..."

Takano opened his mouth horizontally, struggled for a few seconds, then his shoulders slumped, and he said, "Anyway, the situation in Tokyo is very bad now, Mr. Gojo, I'm afraid we have to go back first."

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The next day, the airport.

Gojo Wumu sent Xia Youjie and his party to another plane.

Takano Shuheng also watched for a few seconds, and then persuaded: "Mr. Gojo, taking Senior Xia You to Tokyo at this time will only make things more chaotic. After we calm down the disaster, we can..."

You can find an appropriate time to bring people back to Tokyo, so that people will not suspect that the mantra is instigated by Senior Xia You, and it will also give people some time to digest the fact that Xia Youjie is still alive and has become a child—— He originally wanted to say that, but when he saw Wujo Wubian, who was still wrapped in bandages a second ago, magically changed into a pair of sunglasses, he suddenly got stuck.

"Jay—"

Xia Youjie turned his head and saw Gojo Satoru waving from a distance, with a smile on his face: "See you in Tokyo."

Xia Youjie didn't speak. After a few seconds, he turned around and raised his hand as farewell.

The resort island became smaller and smaller after the plane took off, and finally disappeared under the clouds.Xia Youjie withdrew his gaze, and the scene of waving goodbye just now appeared in his mind.

He thought of the day after he decided to defect to the high school.

In the crowd coming and going, he and Wu stood face to face, the quarrel was very unpleasant, and they didn't even say goodbye.

The uniform of the college teacher is not much different from the school uniform, Wu purposely changed into sunglasses and waved to him...

"……childish."

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After leaving home for a while, Xia Youjie didn't expect his home to be stolen.

"I didn't come to fight." Zhongmian Chunta, who had been lying on the roof of the temple for many days, finally moved his stiff body, jumped off the roof, and handed the envelope over, "I just came to deliver the letter."

Xia Youjie glanced down, then raised his eyes to Chongmian Chuntai.

In the next second, Zhong Mianchun let go of his hand, and the envelope fell to the ground.

The attack came suddenly, Chongmian Chuntai staggered two steps after landing, and then cursed after standing firm: "I told you I'm not here to fight! Someone asked me to send you a letter, remember to read it."

After finishing speaking, Chongmian Chunta had already consciously left without waiting for the second time to see off the guests.

Xia Youjie picked up the letter, opened it with his head down and said, "Go and clean the house."

As soon as the words came out, the people behind put down their luggage and walked into the temple in a mighty manner.

On the side, Xian Yi approached Xia Youjie, looked down at the contents of the letter——

"We met once in the hospital. I gave you something as a gift. I hope you still have an impression of it."

Xia Youjie repeated it silently several times.

The hospital, things, you at that time... The writer is using these specific words to tell him that he already knows his identity, and the last sentence expresses the meaning of asking him to meet.

Xia Youjie can probably guess who this guy is, who is not good to choose, but he chose to meet Chunta, so there is no need to meet him.

"Xianyi, help me send a reply to the escaped mouse." Xia Youjie put the envelope in Xianyi's hand and tapped it with his finger.

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Zhongmian Chuntai didn't leave too far, he was sitting on a tree, using the leaves to cover himself.

The task given to him by the real person failed before, and then whenever the real person looked at him with a smile, he felt creepy, and he couldn't make a mistake—the real person wanted to kill him.

Although Xia Youjie gave this task, but that guy has a good relationship with real people. If he fails again, he will probably become the companion of those human-shaped curse spirits.

Chongmian Chuntai glanced in the direction of the temple, at this moment, the rustling of leaves rang in his ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, propped his palms on the trunk, kicked his feet, and quickly left the tree where he was hiding.

Zhongmen Chunta felt his heart beating wildly, and the blood flowing from the heart to his limbs and torso seemed to be boiling, he clenched the knife tightly, obviously he was afraid, but his body became excited.

A huge hand fell to the ground, and then, dark and empty eye sockets appeared from behind the tree where Zhongmian Haruta was hiding.

"I'm not interested in killing you, I'll deliver the letter."

Send a letter?

Zhong Mianchun was stunned for a moment, did you mean that kid gave a reply?

He didn't relax his vigilance, and quickly scanned the eyes, and finally landed on the opponent's chin: "Speak."

"Hand out."

Re-face Haruta: "..."

The woods on both sides of the path were very quiet, as if even the wind had stopped.

After a long time, Zhongmen Chunta made a choice between being transformed into a humanoid curse spirit by a real person and dying here.

—he held out his hand.

In the next second, pieces of letter paper like snowflakes fell from Xianyi's hands and landed on Zhongmian Chuntai.

When the letter arrived, Xian Yi immediately went back to look for Xia Youjie, who was so fast that he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and even the terrifying oppression from the super magic spirit disappeared in an instant.

"..."

Zhongmian Chuntai first glanced at the few pieces of crumbs that fell in his hand, and then looked down.

...It's really a 'letter'...

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In the quiet forest, Chun Tai had just pushed aside the branches blocking the way, when an arm suddenly rested on his shoulder.

"Yo, you're back, have you completed the task Xia You gave you?" Zhenren looked at him with one hand on his hips, his upper body leaning forward, and a smile.

Chongmian Chuntai froze for a moment, but soon he calmed down, touched his pocket, and said, "Here, reply."

There were scraps of letter paper in his hand, and he picked them all up.

"That is to say..." Daoist suddenly grabbed his shoulder, raised the corner of his mouth, and leaned into his ear, "You failed the mission?"

Almost as soon as the words fell, Chongmian Chuntai grabbed the knife and was about to cut off the hand on his shoulder when Xia Youjie's voice came from the front.

"Really, your new toy seems to be losing." Xia Youjie walked over with a smile and gestured his thumb behind him.

"Really? Then I'll go take a look."

After the real person left, Xia Youjie came to Zhongmian Chuntai: "What about the reply?"

The scraps of letter paper in the pocket were all touched out, and a few pieces fell to the ground.

"The person who came to deliver the 'letter' is the super-level curse spirit next to that kid." Zhong Mian Chuntai couldn't understand Xia Youjie's thoughts, so he could only recount the situation at that time, which also showed that he was very honest this trip. , did not do superfluous things.

Xia Youjie took the shredded letter paper, and he squeezed a piece between his fingers.After a long time, he smiled, tilted his hand holding the crumbs, and the crumbs fell to the ground like snow.

"It's okay, see you next time."

next time.

This word sounds very bad.

Chongmian Chuntai just had some gloating thoughts when she heard Xia Youjie say: "You and HDB can go to Tokyo."

No problem going to Tokyo, but...

Zhongmian Chuntai just glanced in the direction of the hot spring, Xia Youjie seemed to guess what he was thinking, before turning around he said: "The real man has other tasks, and someone will take care of you when you arrive in Tokyo."

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On the other side of the hot spring, the real person looked at the new toy and rolled his eyes. His swollen belly squeezed his limbs and neck, and there were weird faces and palm prints on his smooth belly.

This is the "matrix" that he finally found that can bear a lot of pain and despair.

It could have nourished the curse spirit like a hotbed, but now, the despair it endured has reached its limit.

"It's a pity." The real person opened his mouth, spit out a bunch of reinvented people, and then raised his hand, "Eat it."

The reformed person and the curse spirit in the "matrix" devoured each other to grow themselves until the belly became thinner and thinner, and it exploded like a balloon. Emotions, beginning to cover Japan like a bug swarm...

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