The full moon hangs high.
High School, the hut of Noctua Zhengdao.
The burning candles sizzled, and the orange-yellow candlelight dispelled the darkness of the room.
The noctua sitting among the dolls was knitting with a serious look on his face.
Glass, who was dressed as a doctor, frowned and looked at the time on his watch, and said coldly:
"I warned you, you should have informed that scumbag an hour in advance."
Noctua mended the doll in his hand and responded without raising his head: "I gave half an hour's notice."
"It can only be said that that guy's habit of being late is getting worse and worse."
Glass: "In the advanced stage, there is no cure."
Squeak!
Gojo Satoru, who was being complained about by the two people, arrived late under the moonlight.
"Sorry, sorry."
"I didn't expect you, a busy person like Glass, to be here."
He said he was sorry, but with his hands in his pockets and his unruly attitude, it didn't seem like an apology at all.
"Too slow, Satoru!"
Noctua put down the needle and thread in his hand and said seriously: "I haven't settled the accounts with you for the destruction of the residential area yet!"
"Okay, just two or three houses."
Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said in a casual tone: "Old rules, you will deduct it directly from my salary."
Before Noctua got angry, Gojo Satoru turned his head and looked at Glass: "Did something happen that made you, a busy man, stay here to wait for me?"
"Principal Noctua told me about your previous analysis of Bai Jue."
Glass frowned and lit a cigarette: "Your analysis is correct. You have dissected the body of the cursed spirit..."
"Perhaps it shouldn't be described as a curse..."
"As you said, he is more like a walking corpse wrapped in a curse."
"Anatomy?"
Gojo Satoru frowned.
Noctua spoke up at the right time and told what happened after Gojo Satoru left during the day.
Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, and a flash of surprise flashed across his face: "I confirmed with my six eyes that the white thing is not a puppet controlled by someone's magic."
"And it also has the ability to communicate. Is it some kind of new breed?"
Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin and looked thoughtful: "Otherwise...in addition to curse spirits, there are also ghosts in this world?"
"Borrowing a dead body to bring back a soul?"
"What stupid things are you talking about!"
Noctua scolded.
If even the ghosts were to come, then the world would have been over long ago.
"Glass...you don't really believe it, do you?!"
Noctua looked at Glass who was thinking about it and said in a surprised tone.
"I think what Gojo said is not necessarily wrong."
At this moment, let alone Noctua, even Gojo Satoru had a hint of surprise on his face.
Glass took a deep breath from the cigarette and said in a solemn tone: "Actually, when you arrived today..."
"The curse spirit is already dead."
"What?!"
Noctua's face changed drastically, and his distorted face pushed the sunglasses off his face.
"already dead?!"
"Do you know what you are talking about?!"
Noctua asked loudly with his eyes widened.
After the curse spirit confirms death, the body will turn into powder and dissipate.
There has never been an exception to this common sense since thousands of years ago.
No matter how powerful the curse spirit is, it cannot be spared!
"Mochi?"
"Glass, are you really not mistaken?"
Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, also in disbelief.
Hearing this, Jiazi's face suddenly darkened: "Who do you think you are talking to?"
Not to mention strength...
On issues related to the medical field, the doubts on their faces were a naked humiliation for Glass.
Noctua suppressed the shock on his face and said quickly: "Glass, I and Satoru didn't mean that, it's just that this matter is too unbelievable."
Glass waved his hand: "I didn't say anything in the medical room during the day because I didn't want those students to hear it, especially Maki."
"After the first dissection, I was basically sure of that guy's true identity..."
"Then I made a small opening in its brain and heart."
"Even a first-level curse spirit has absolutely no chance of survival."
"Besides, that guy is only level 3 even if he can survive."
Noctua picked up the sunglasses that fell on the ground and calmed down a little: "The future teacher said it was okay when he left..."
Glass spit out a cloud of smoke from his mouth and murmured softly: "Who knows..."
.......
The Zen Yuan residence has the second basement floor of Jiku.
The direct person looked at the frightened curse master in front of him, his expression as usual.
Usually this guy is at the entrance to the second layer of the barrier and is responsible for receiving the cursed spirits they capture alive.
Although he looks simple and thin, he is actually bullying the weak and fearing the strong to the fullest extent.
If there is a seriously injured or weak magician in the team escorting the cursed spirit, this guy will even make a sudden attack!
He has no purpose at all and just wants to kill beings weaker than him.
But if I could see the future...
"Wei, the future head of the family, what brought you here today?"
Haruta Shigemen quickly placed the sharp blade he was preparing to use for a sneak attack behind his back, with a stiff smile on his face.
"No wonder I heard the chirping of magpies coming from the cave before I came out. It turns out it was you who arrived."
The Zhibi people couldn't hold it back and just laughed out loud.
The master of the Chanyuan family did not dare to go underground without orders, so how could the people inside dare to come out?
Could it be that magpies dug holes and flew out of the ground?
I also heard the cry of magpies. This guy's flattery is quite blunt.
Haruta lowered his head, glanced at the annoying old man with his secret evil eyes, and then looked at the future cautiously, waiting for instructions.
After being imprisoned for several years, Haruta really didn't want to experience the consequences of offending the future.
Mirai's scarlet eyes glanced at Haruta briefly, and then stepped forward.
...
"Ah ho~ho~ho~"
"Ji~ji~jiji~"
Passing through a dim tunnel, the 'hole' in Haruta's mouth came into view.
The oval cave shape is half-hidden by the dim light from two huge wooden doors.
The Dhibi frowned as they listened to the strange noises coming from inside.
Follow the future into the cave, and the sight that pierces your eyes will make people's hair stand on end!
Hundreds of thousands of remains of cursed spirits ranging from level one to level four were hung upside down from the top of the cave by iron chains.
In addition to the head, heart and other core magic parts.
The densely packed bodies of the cursed spirits are all locked up by iron chains with magical power.
The body was covered with dense knife marks, varying in depth and criss-crossing.
Thick purple blood 'tick-tick' fell into the bath below the cursed spirit, which was extremely shocking!
The direct person frowned and looked at the hell-like scene, feeling uncomfortable for the curse spirit for the first time.
"Haruta, just continue and finish your work."
Future practiced showing a sincere smile and ordered softly.
"yes!!"
"I'll go right away!!"
Seeing the raised corners of Mirai's mouth, Haruta Chongmen rushed forward with a knife in hand with a horrified look on his face.
Almost falling down several times, Haruta patted his trembling legs and ran towards the cursed spirit with cold sweat.
Devil's smile! !
Haruta vaguely remembers when the devil smiled...
Usually they are choking his neck, crushing his leg bones, breaking his fingers, and popping his teeth...
Holding the tanned katana sword in his hand, Haruta slashed the body of the cursed spirit without any delay.
"Crash!"
The gushing purple blood, mixed with large pieces of minced meat, crashed into the bathhouse.
At this time, the direct people also understood the strange sound they heard at the door before.
It turned out to be the screams and cries of pain from these weak curse spirits.
The curse spirits encountered outside are violent and playful when they speak...
A roar full of malice.
here it is...
Exclusively for cursed spirits, hell.
