People are cursing back, and the good impression is full

"Have you finished shopping? We should go back. The old man asked you to meet him when you get back tonight. It seems like he has something he wants you to do. He's the only normal person in the entire Zen family, and he's done me a favor, so it probably won't be a problem for him to see you."

"I bought it a long time ago. You're a little slow. Did you go to bet on the horses?"

"went."

"How is the result?"

"If I didn't say anything, doesn't that mean the result won't be very good?"

Hearing Shen'er's slightly impatient voice, Chanyuan Qing's tone did not change at all, he just said calmly:

"As for the opportunity to laugh at gamblers, I always adhere to the principle of not wasting it. After all, only by doing so can I leave a scar on the gambler's heart."

If someone else said these words, Shi'er would definitely hit him a few times to let him know how expensive hospitalization is in Tokyo.

However, he did not feel really angry about Chanyuan Qing's sarcasm. Not only was he not angry, but he even had an indescribable strange feeling.

Is this what it feels like to be controlled by someone?

He actually wanted to experience it once, but no one had ever cared about him, let alone taken care of anything he did.

It was his first time experiencing this feeling, and he thought it was pretty good, not as embarrassing as those fifteen or sixteen-year-old kids said.

So, Shen Er scratched his head, sighed, and said helplessly:

"Let's bet on something else next time. Horse racing isn't really for me."

"The life of a gambler ends with him weeping bitterly, being abandoned by everyone, and finally standing alone on the rooftop, falling towards the road below, descending from three dimensions to two dimensions."

"Tsk..."

Shen Er just made a sound of sighing and didn't say anything to refute.

But Chanyuan Qing knew that this did not mean that Shen'er would really stop gambling in the future. His way of thinking had been changed by gambling.

Some of the ways that ordinary people get pleasure, such as food, travel, and fitness, are no longer effective for him. The pleasure brought by gambling even changes the other person's way of thinking. It is not easy to change it in a short period of time.

Shen Er is not a bad person, but he is definitely a bad person in life.

If you want to change such a person, there is still a lot to do.

Hua Yu still didn't know what those things were. She just followed Chanyuan Qing silently, gently stretched out her hand, and held things for Chanyuan Qing, but she didn't do it very obviously. After all, if these things were suspended in the air, it would scare many ordinary people.

After the three of them packed up, they finally caught the bus around six o'clock. Sitting on the bus, Chanyuan Qing looked out the window at the still familiar scenery, but at this moment he suddenly frowned. Under the blood-red sunset, a faint breath of curse power was slowly coming from not far away!

The breath was quite weak, and the reason why Chanyuan Qing was able to detect it was because of the special effect of his six eyes.

And along with this breath, there was also a barely audible cry for help.

Chapter 24 Death

The moment he heard the voice, Chanyuan Qing raised his head and looked in the direction where the change came from.

It was a very ordinary Japanese-style building, and from the outside, there was nothing unusual about it.

And Shen'er obviously noticed the changes at this time. If it were him a month ago, he would definitely not pay attention to those things.

For Shen'er, everyone in this world has his or her own destiny. No one has helped him with all the difficulties he has encountered since birth, so naturally he does not need to help others.

Even when old Zenin Naohito gave him some help, Shier knew that the other party actually valued his strength in Tian and Juefu as a value exchange at the beginning.

It can even be said that even if the Zen temple Zhibi people did not help him, Shi Er would still be able to solve those problems.

However, after Chanyuan Qing's arrival, these concepts underwent some changes that even Shi Er had not noticed.

He looked at Chanyuan Qing who had already started to move, and asked calmly:

"You want to go over and take a look?"

"Well, let me try it myself. I want to test my current strength."

"I wouldn't help you even if you didn't tell me. I don't bother to care about those people's affairs."

Hearing this, Chanyuan Qing didn't say anything. Now was not the time to argue with Shen'er, a guy who said one thing and thought another. Human life was at stake, and he needed to go and save people quickly.

"Sister Hua Yu, please go over and take a look first. If there is a dangerous situation, please control the scene."

"Ah."

After Hua Yu finished answering, she left here directly. After all, she was a cursed spirit, and no one would notice anything even if she disappeared in the car.

At this time, Shen Er had already come to the driver's side. He didn't say anything, but just glanced at the driver and said:

"parking."

When the driver heard this, he was already in a bad mood because of work, and he turned around and cursed:

"You bastard, do you know what you're talking about? A bus is not a taxi! Do you think you can stop whenever you want?"

At the end of his speech, the driver finally took the time to look at Shen'er behind him.

Because it was summer, she was wearing a sleeveless short shirt, and her figure, which looked like a marble sculpture, was nakedly exposed in front of the driver.

Coupled with the deadness and coldness that Shen'er already had, the driver in front of him abruptly changed his tone.

However, out of duty, he still bit the bullet and said to Shen Er with a forced smile:

"Well, sir, if you're in a hurry, you can wait until the next stop. Stopping now would be a bit..."

"parking."

Shen'er didn't argue with the driver for long. There weren't many people on the bus, and the road was very remote. There was only one other car within two hundred meters. He was too lazy to say anything to the driver who didn't stop in this situation.

Under Shen'er's almost threatening tone, the driver did not hesitate at all. He turned on the hazard lights and pulled over to the side of the road.

It is said that he opened the car door before the car even stopped.

However, after opening the car door, he did not see Shen'er carrying Chanyuanqing out of the car.

After all, Gojo Satoru couldn't even catch up with Jin'er's speed when he was moving at full speed, let alone an ordinary person like the driver.

At this moment, Chanyuan Qing was being held by the sleeve of his neck by Shen'er, and he also experienced the feeling of moving at the speed of sound.

According to the worldview of the world of spells, an ordinary first-level spellcaster can run 200 meters in two seconds, which means he can run 100 meters per second. But for Zen Yuan Shener, who can kick a truck away and shatter a floor of a modern reinforced concrete building with one foot just by relying on his physical fitness, the speed of sound is his normal movement speed.

At this speed, in less than a few seconds, Chanyuan Qing arrived in front of the ordinary-looking small building.

Shen Er glanced at Chan Yuanqing, then said lightly:

"Go in through the back window. I won't go in with you. The smell in there is unpleasant. If you have any problems, just go find that plant curse spirit."

After saying that, Shen'er walked straight forward without any intention of staying where he was.

But the guy didn't walk far. He just came to a corner of the street, then leaned against a telephone pole, watching the traffic in front of him with a numb expression.

The distance was not very far, about two hundred meters. Shen'er estimated in his heart that if something happened inside, he could get there in less than a second.

At this time, Chanyuan Qing had already rushed into the room. He was not the brainless NPC in the idiotic TV series. When it came to matters of life and death, he had no time to chat with others. The faster he moved, the better. Even if he was only a second faster, he would have a chance to save more people.

When he rushed into the room, there was already a dead person at the entrance. He was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, about 1.6 meters tall and weighed about 180 kilograms. He looked very miserable in death, with a huge wound on his abdomen and all his internal organs hollowed out by something.

Blood was flowing all over the ground and was still dripping and seeping down.

The man's facial expression was extremely painful and distorted, as if he had suffered great pain before death.

After taking a look at the man's body, Chanyuan Qing did not choose to stay where he was. Instead, he walked directly over the man's body and rushed towards the place where the curse power was emitted upstairs.

Pushing open the door, the situation inside the room was already under Hua Yu's control.

Here, a cursed spirit with tumors all over its body was being bound by vines, and its head, which had two faces of a man and a woman, was howling continuously.

The cursed spirit kept struggling, and tumors fell from its body, corroding large holes in the ground one after another.

In front of the cursed spirit, there was a young man with a crew cut, about fifteen or sixteen years old. The young man had a look of fear on his face, and he had fallen into a state of near stupidity as he looked at the cursed spirit in front of him.

Hua Yu looked at Zenin Qing who rushed in and said softly:

"When I came in, the man was already dead. This cursed spirit is probably around level two. With your current cursed power, it shouldn't be a problem at all. Do you want to try it?"

Zen Yuanqing nodded.

He is not a battle maniac, but in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, if he wants to make some changes, rich practical experience is absolutely indispensable.

I came here not just to survive!

Chapter 25 What is a Curse Spirit

At Zenin Qing's request, Hanami loosened the vines that bound the cursed spirit.

The moment it realized that it had regained its freedom, the curse spirit roared and rushed directly towards Chanyuan Qing.

Most cursed spirits don't actually have much intelligence, and they often kill people they see because of their overwhelming negative emotions.

Of course, this does not mean that the cursed spirits have no brains. As a special creature, they still know when to avoid certain beings.

And most of the time, due to the special way of their birth, cursed spirits do not like to wander around, but prefer to stay in their birthplace and kill humans who accidentally enter there.

Except for some extremely special cursed spirits, most cursed spirits are like earthbound spirits.

But the cursed spirit in front of him was obviously not that!

Chanyuan Qing took a look at the remnants of cursed power left by the cursed spirit as it rushed over. It turned out that the other party was running from an underground garage across the street.

And judging from the appearance of this cursed spirit, it is probably one that was born not long ago.

Combining the above two points, Chanyuan Qing has reason to believe that if he goes to the underground garage now, he will definitely be able to see fresh corpses.

This cursed spirit is probably the vengeful spirit of a person who committed suicide. The person was extremely resentful when he died, so he directly transformed into a second-level cursed spirit.

Clear goals, rapid evolution, and deep resentment...

All these things combined made Zen Yuan Qingxin feel a little uncomfortable.

In his impression, if this type of cursed spirit appeared, it was most likely the so-called "ghost seeking revenge."

But no matter what, I am still a sorcerer. If I encounter such a thing, I still need to take action.

He looked at the cursed spirit rushing towards him, feeling the stench brought by the other party. Chanyuan Qing exhaled slightly, lowered his waist, and exerted force with his right fist. The next moment, his entire right hand blasted out like a cannonball, and the speed was so fast that even his arm made a "crackling" sound.

Then, when Chanyuan Qing saw the hole in the cement wall and the slightly red sky outside through the curse spirit's abdomen, he was somewhat surprised to find that his own strength seemed to be beyond his imagination.

Looking at the wall with a big hole smashed by his fist, Chanyuan Qing felt a chill in his heart. If such a big stone fell outside and hit someone on the head, it would cause him a lot of trouble!

But just when Chanyuan Qing was worried, the big hole in the wall was blocked by a helpless face. At this moment, Shi'er was holding the stone that was directly knocked away by Chanyuan Qing in his hand, with a frown on his face.

"You bastard, control your strength!"

After saying that, Shen Er pressed the stone against the wall without making any sound.

At this moment, Hanami's slightly anxious voice came from beside Zenin Qing:

"careful!"

Chanyuan Qing looked up and saw that the cursed spirit whose abdomen was blown up by him suddenly fell towards him, and pieces of flesh on its body kept falling off, as if it wanted to bury itself there.

Hua Yu was able to stop it very quickly, but the cursed spirit's attack method was too strange, so Hua Yu could only grab part of the opponent's body in time. As for the other part of the body, it was actually pressed on Zenin Qing.

But Chanyuan Qing did not feel panicked at this moment. In fact, the reason why he stood still was not because he did not react, but because before the curse spirit's attack fell, Chanyuan Qing had already used the ability of six eyes to distinguish that the opponent's attack this time was just to entangle him.

The cursed spirit in front of him seemed to have no intention of harming him at all.

What made Chanyuan Qing feel even more strange was the other body that flew out from the curse spirit.

Through the characteristics brought by 10% of the six eyes and 10% of the heaven and cursed body, he could see the body clearly the moment it flew out.

It was a ball of flesh with a male face. The ball of flesh quickly transformed and grew in the air. When it landed on the ground, it had turned into a human shape and lay directly on the boy's body. It opened its mouth and was about to bite him.

At this moment, Hua Yu's vines arrived in time and locked the opponent's throat, causing the opponent to stop less than five centimeters away from the boy's throat.

The flesh and blood that had originally stayed in the cursed spirit had now completely dispersed, leaving only a haggard-looking woman who was hugging Chanyuan Qing's body tightly, with tears of blood constantly flowing from her eyes.

"Kill, kill, kill him!"

The female cursed spirit hugged Chanyuan Qing's body tightly, and kept murmuring those words. She looked no different from an ordinary cursed spirit, but Chanyuan Qing could feel a sense of oppression from her that was so sad that it was almost tangible.

Chanyuan Qing himself didn't know how to describe this feeling. It was as if he was covered in a glass bottle, with oxygen constantly being sucked out of it, but he could do nothing but watch his body slowly die.

In his previous life, Zenin Qing did not have deep feelings towards the curse spirits. He just thought that these ugly-looking creatures that would occasionally emit electronic sounds from their mouths were disgusting. Especially after he just crossed over, he was attacked by the curse spirits again. If it were not for Gojo Satoru who passed by and saved his life, he would probably have achieved the achievement of speedrunning through the world of curses.

Under such multiple influences, Chanyuan Qing would definitely not have any good feelings towards the curse spirit. However, when he looked at the curse spirit that was hugging him tightly and trembling all over, he felt as if he was hit hard by something in his heart, and he took a long time to recover.

Chanyuan Qing didn't know whether this was the curse spirit's special ability or something else. He only knew that the moment the curse spirit hugged him, a memory that did not belong to him flooded into his mind in an instant.

It was a conversation that took place in a dark and cramped basement.