Chapter 40: Haki Tong plays me "You know that gap...
"Do you know where that suture is?"
Suzuki Kawa found the three vengeful spirits in a corner of the technical high school. The three ghosts were gathered together to play cards. When they saw Suzuki Kawa coming, the card game was almost over.
"Ah, this..." Si Chong stood up, patted his butt, and said slowly, "It seems he mixed with the cursed spirit and directly entered another dimension... Probably a realm."
Domain? Was it the cursed spirit's domain or his own? Suzuki Chuan bit his fingertips, not quite understanding. He planned to ask his teacher tomorrow.
The old ghost put away the cards and said, "I think we should go out for a walk tonight. Maybe we can find something unexpected."
"It's not like we need to sleep or anything anyway."
Takemura Kyoka silently raised her hand and warned, "It seems another vengeful spirit has appeared in Tokyo..."
Suzuki Kawa looked up at her, realized something, and stared at the night sky for a while with his head tilted back. After his left eye changed color, the breath of the vengeful spirit suddenly became stronger.
The little boy ghost stood beside him, hands behind his back, a look of understanding on his face. "The boundaries of the vengeful spirits are a bit unstable. When we were strolling around Ikebukuro, we found a few vengeful spirits that were half-conscious. It seems there are rumors of supernatural phenomena happening over there."
"Because of fear, a third-level cursed spirit was born. Are you going to deal with those vengeful spirits? I see that you can now directly communicate with the spirits and manifest, so it should be easy to subdue them."
Suzuki Chuan refused without hesitation: "I won't go."
Si Chong was puzzled and comforted him: "Your current strength is more than enough to kill them all. If it is to convert them, it will only take a little effort."
"I'm afraid of ghosts!"
Three vengeful spirits:?
"Hey! I won't go looking for vengeful spirits in the middle of the night. Otherwise, I might get scared to death before I can subdue them." Suzuki Kawa vowed.
The old man glanced at Si Chong and poked him on the forehead: "You are the heir of the psychic eye, are you still afraid of ghosts?"
Terao didn't answer him, but just looked at Suzuki Kawa with contempt.
"What are you looking at?!" Suzuki Kawaya successfully received the child's overly intense gaze and protested.
The kimono girl spoke weakly, "Those ghosts look quite well-organized...better than what I had before."
Suzuki Chuan was skeptical: "Really?"
Terasaka: "You'll have to keep an eye on them sooner or later. Now you're the only one who can handle these things... Could it be that because you're a sorcerer, the vengeful spirits are so unstable?"
"You're slandering me!" Suzuki Kawa swore to death that he would never admit it. At the instigation of the three ghosts, he stammered, "That won't work either. It's so far from here to Ikebukuro. It's not safe for me to go out alone."
The three ghosts looked at each other, sat down again, and began to draw out the cards. After a few seconds, the old man shuffled the cards while looking at Suzuki Kawa who was standing still: "What? You want to come too?"
"Alas, weak humans——" the girl in kimono sighed softly.
"There are still too many restrictions for minors. The psychic world is over." Si Chong took a card and took a look.
Half a minute later, Suzuki Kawa also sat next to them and said excitedly, "Then I want to play too."
Three ghosts looked at him.
The Wraith Squad has rejected your application to join the team.
Suzuki Kawa is not in good spirits now, but he is not discouraged. He sits beside them and watches them play cards, and gives some advice from time to time.
After accidentally revealing Tera Takashi's card for the third time—
Terasaka: "If you keep talking, get out!"
Suzuki Kawa shut his mouth. The place where they were sitting was quite remote, under the eaves of an attic that was used for some unknown purpose. The doors and windows were all closed, making it look a bit eerie in the quiet night.
Probably because there were three ghosts sitting next to me.
The blond boy stared at the wall for a while, then decided to ask the three ghosts around him, "Do you know what's inside?"
Takemura Kyoka looked up and said, "It should be the warehouse, right? We went to check it out a few days ago, and the things inside were all miscellaneous. Oh, and there seems to be a secret passage inside."
Secret passage! Suzuki Chuan became excited and asked, "What secret passage? Where does it lead to?"
The old ghost pointed to the ground and said, "There's actually a space underneath your Jujutsu Academy. Do you know Tianyuan?"
"I know. It is said that he is an immortal sorcerer who maintains the barrier of the entire country! He has to change his body every five hundred years." Suzuki Kawa really knew this because he heard it from Megumi Fushiguro.
"Tianyuan is right down below." The old ghost looked unsurprised, then played a pair of cards, successfully ending the game.
Si Chong: "I didn't expect that old immortal was still around. I heard about him when I was alive. At that time, he had to change his body temporarily and caused a big commotion. My fellow disciples were captured."
Suzuki Kawa touched his chin, stood up and leaned against the closed window, trying to see something.
The next second, he met a pair of dark eyes inside.
The boy let out a sharp bang, took a few steps back, and successfully fell to the ground, with the back of his head hitting the ground with another dull thud.
Terasaka stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"
The old ghost also threw down his cards and lay down where Suzuki Kawa had just stood. After seeing clearly inside, he couldn't help but utter a syllable of surprise and doubt from his throat.
"What's wrong? What's wrong!" Si Chong jumped up anxiously and patted the old man's butt.
Kyoka Takemura frowned, wanting to say something but stopping herself. She bent down and picked up Terasaka. The old man cooperated and made way for Terasaka, who lay on the window.
“Oh my god!”
Suzuki Chuan lay on the ground, feeling a pain in the back of his head and blackness in front of his eyes. The thought kept playing in his mind: Why is there someone inside?
Is this fate's punishment for him? Tonight will be a scare, it's just a matter of time.
The boy turned over, covering his face with his hands, heartbroken.
He must repair his psychological trauma!
"Don't sleep anymore, the people inside are about to come out." Terasaka jumped down and kicked Suzuki Kawa.
Sure enough, footsteps sounded and stopped in front of the locked door. Suzuki Kawa was right next to the door. He climbed up, leaned against the door and whispered, "Are you a human or a ghost?"
The next second, he realized something was wrong and squatted down suddenly. A line of blood pierced the wooden door and sawdust fell on his forehead, a blow that was neither light nor heavy.
Suzuki Kawa was frightened and looked up blankly at the blood line.
Soon, the entire gate was pierced by blood lines, and the gate, unable to withstand the heavy blows, finally fell to the ground in pieces.
The boy was dragged aside by Terasho and looked at the figure in the darkness.
The tip of his nose twitched, and he looked at the man in surprise and suspicion... No, this couldn't be considered a human.
The figure walked out of the darkness, the scarlet color under his eyes clearly visible, and his face, which was by no means ugly, was exposed to the air. His expression was not really friendly.
"Spellcaster." He whispered, his eyes staring down at Suzuki Kawa condescendingly.
Just kill him.
A line of blood flew out, attacking Suzuki Kawa. The blond boy opened his eyes wide, and the cursed power in his hands surged rapidly. In the instant before the technique was activated, Takemura Kyoka beside him suddenly spoke -
"Are you...Zhang Xiang?"
The half-human cursed spirit's attack froze instantly. His appearance was almost the same as that of a human, except for his strange hairstyle and the mark on his nose.
He stared at the empty space ahead, but there was nothing... But he clearly heard a familiar voice just now!
What is going on?
He looked back at the young man who had also stopped the spell and narrowed his eyes. "Who are you?"
Suzuki Kawa didn't look at him, but stared at a corner with a strange expression.
Zhang Xiang did not sense any overly strong fluctuations in cursed energy from the blond boy. When he launched the spell just now, the concentration of cursed energy on his body was pitifully low. He was confident that he could strangle the young sorcerer in an instant.
So he decided to let the young sorcerer go for the time being. He cared more about the dreamlike sound just now than the sorcerer's life.
Takemura Kyoka's words had a huge impact on Suzuki Kawa. He looked at the young man in disbelief who did not hide his murderous intention towards him at all.
"Um...I know your mother?"
The blood line was activated again and flew towards Suzuki Kawa to attack. Zhang Xiang was obviously angry, and Suzuki Kawa was also frightened by him. In panic, he still launched the spell. At the same time, the flame of the psychic eye burned.
The old ghost widened his eyes in shock when he saw the Suzuki Kawa technique completed.
[Ding—Long time no see! We've detected that the customer has activated a spell, and we're urgently arranging your order!]
The light screen spread out and time stopped instantly. I don’t know if it was Suzuki Kawa’s illusion, but the system’s voice seemed much more enthusiastic.
Probably because he went to speculate on grains again.
Suzuki Kawa ignored it and looked at the popular live broadcast room. The advantage of emergency ordering is that it will be Suzuki Kawa's turn to cut in line for the next order.
"Come on, three packs of Suzuki-sensei's real brain gameplay!" The host's energetic voice weakened after seeing Suzuki Kawa's name.
[Yeah yeah yeah, long time no see, Suzuki-sensei!]
[I was saying the host's fortune was bad today, it must be because of Suzuki-sensei's show!]
[Teacher Suzuki, I want the Daiin Gojo. Any one is fine. You must open it!]
System 888 swore that he would compensate Suzuki Kawa this time. Anyway, Suzuki Kawa only wanted his own handle, so it would depend on whether this top veteran would fry other characters or not!
"Little A, go get that pot I picked out. Yes, the newly arrived Kyoto Kimono series."
The host was confused and tilted his head to say something, but 888 interrupted him: "It's okay, just listen to me!"
After hesitating for a second, the anchor still obeyed the boss's request and brought out the second batch of the new Kyoto Kimono Baji that had just been released.
"Here, three packs of Suzuki-sensei's."
The anchor picked up the three packs, hesitated again, and looked at the electronic ball beside him. 888, who was attached to the electronic ball, urged him: "Hurry up, don't waste time!"
A was silent, then cheered up: "Okay, Teacher Suzuki wishes you all the best!"
888 said that this time it was a sure thing, he had taken away half of the protagonists. Anyway, the electronic eyes would take away any decent person they caught, so the rest would all be real brains.
There were eighty bags mixed in the bowl, and it picked up more than thirty bags. It couldn't imagine how much real brains were left.
Chuan, this time, Tongyi will definitely let you win!
"Give it to a...Dayin Gojo!"
Chuan, look, this is the super European eating and holding bowl that Tong prepared for you!
"Second one, come on, give Suzuki-sensei a Mimidu Nitro. This time, Eritu will also play with Nitro!"
Chuan, it seems like something is not right...it must be an illusion!
"Last shot, here's the hidden gem! Suzuki Kawa Kyoto Kimono Style!"
The host was excited: "He's now self-propelled! Mr. Suzuki is so lucky! He graduated directly from the big and small hidden!"
Suzuki Kawa was also very happy. He was worthy of being the one. This time, Eitu was so handsome that he almost lost his way!
888: ...
What about the real human brain flowers it arranges?
How do you work as a manufacturer?
Xiao A, how come your stinky hands don’t stink anymore!
With 888's angry eyes about to spit fire, the anchor finally couldn't bear it anymore. He said he was going to the bathroom, turned off the live broadcast microphone, and said to 888 with a puzzled look: "Boss, there are no real brain flowers in that pool... Mr. Suzuki is playing the game, right? Is there really no problem?"
888: ...
Chuan, Tong will definitely compensate you next time...
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