Chapter 143: Seeing the "Demon Fox" Again and Yesterday Reappears...

Although he complained in his heart, Jiang Lai did not show any special emotions for the sake of his appearance.

Unfortunately, this is only half of the [Separation and Combination] spell, which only has the ability to separate, not the ability to combine.

Otherwise, maybe I can try to combine Shin's soul and body and achieve a smooth death.

But he changed his mind and rejected the idea.

Shin'er's body must have turned to ashes a long time ago, and I don't know if there is an urn that can be found. And Shin'er's detention is related to the regulatory commission, so it's not that simple.

Putting Naoya's soul into the cursed corpse is a good idea. Basically no one can recognize him - except the real person who can touch the soul. And now the real person has died, and his ability is controlled by his own Geto, so it is relatively safe.

Speaking of cursed skeletons, Jiang Lai's first reaction was actually the cursed skeletons of Principal Ye Moth - I have to say, except for the panda, the other cursed skeletons are all very ugly and cute.

Generally speaking, cursed corpses do not have emotions or independent consciousness, and they need to be injected with cursed power to be activated.

The panda created by the moth in Tokyo High School is a rare mutated cursed corpse that does not require the infusion of cursed power, has its own thoughts and emotions, and is capable of growth.

Now, if we follow what Mrs. Zenin said and use half of the [Separation and Reunion] curse tool to separate Zenin Naoya's soul and inject it into the cursed corpse, then Naoya will definitely become a cursed corpse with independent thinking.

And in order to make all of this reasonable, this cursed corpse must be placed in Tokyo High School - because in the world of curse, the only one who can create an independent cursed corpse is Masamichi Yaga, who is known as the "number one in puppet curse studies."

From this perspective, it is possible that Mrs. Zen had already gradually thought of this path of cooperating with the clock, the Six Eyes, and the High School when she predicted the result.

Jiang Lai didn't say much as his thoughts were flowing. He just asked, "What kind of cursed corpse is it?"

Mrs. Zen Temple bowed and smiled, then stood up and walked to the wall opposite the cabinet, and opened two of the compartments with the household owner's token.

The cabinet wall is a unique storage structure. Each grid is the same size on the outside, but the space inside is different. It is a bit like an alien pocket, storing objects of varying sizes.

The lady from the Zen temple took out two items.

It was also a spell tool similar to a pair of scissors, covered with strange runes. Jiang Lai felt that it was probably the half of the [Separation and Combination] spell tool that had the ability to separate.

The image of scissors is very fitting and vivid, cutting everything.

The other one is a plush doll called Mukuro. Its outline is a bit like Stitch from Twilight Zone, with long big ears, but its color is golden, similar to Naoya's hair color.

From a distance, one can tell from the appearance that this cursed skeleton is very finely and delicately made, and it must have been sewn by the lady of the Zen temple herself.

To be honest, Jiang Lai was disappointed for a moment. He had been jokingly thinking that if the lady from the Zen temple took out a pig cursed skeleton, Caiyun Pig would really become a pig, which would be quite funny.

But then he thought again. Mrs. Zenin is Naoya's mother after all. When she makes the cursed corpse for her own child, she probably won't choose the appearance of a pig... What a pity.

The lady from the Zen temple turned around and walked back with the two items.

"This cursed tool shaped like a pair of scissors is what you are looking for." Mrs. Zenin placed it on the desk, opened the drawer and took out a wooden box. "After separating Naoya's soul, I will put this cursed tool in the wooden box. Before those children leave, I will give it to them together with other gifts."

This method is covert and convenient, Jiang Lai agrees.

Then, the lady of the Zen temple held up the golden cursed skeleton that looked like Stitch, and showed it to Jiang Lai who was wearing a mask with a slightly curved brow:

"I made this cursed corpse for Naoya - what do you think? This kind of body is easy to move around, and I think it won't be too much of a drag on you guys."

"At the same time, with such a relatively small figure, it is unlikely to cause too much trouble to you." The lady of the Zen temple tucked her hair at the temple and placed the cursed corpse, which was about the size of a small dog, on the table. "I will trouble you from now on."

Destructiveness can be controlled, but causing trouble has nothing to do with body size. However, Jiang Lai did not say this.

His eyes fell on the golden cursed corpse, and after a few seconds of consideration, he asked again: "In that case, when will Naoya's soul be put in?"

"Tonight is fine." After the Zen Master made the decision, everything else happened very quickly. She had no intention of delaying and did not seem to hesitate. "Outsiders cannot stay in the Zen Master's house for too long. You may also be targeted. Leave as soon as possible to avoid more trouble at night."

Jiang Lai didn't mind starting early. In fact, he was happy to start early and finish early.

Taking action tonight and setting off tomorrow is also the result he wants.

Therefore, when he heard the Zen master's wife say this, he nodded: "Okay." Jiang Lai said, "Then please give me the spell tool."

Mrs. Zenin could not go in person, as her technique was only auxiliary and she could not really control Zenin Naoya. Moreover, as the head of the Zenin family, her actions would be too obvious.

This appointment to the study tonight was probably the result of Mrs. Zen's great efforts to get rid of the servants around.

Therefore, the person who has to separate Naoya's soul and body has to be Jiang Lai himself.

The lady of the Zen temple gave a standard bow, her long hair falling naturally as she bowed. She said softly, "I'll leave the rest to you."

"Yeah, I know." Jiang Lai understood it very well and didn't say much to refuse. He didn't think it was a hard job. Instead, he felt very relaxed and happy.

When he was chatting with Naoya on the Internet using Xiao Mianyang's account, he had long wanted to teach Naoya, who was usually sharp-tongued, a lesson - it's just that he never had the chance.

Now that I have a legitimate reason and my biological mother has agreed, it's a good time to give him a scolding. When will I do so?

Jiang Lai stretched out his hand, palm facing up, and took the scissors.

However, he was in no hurry to set off. When he placed the cursed tool in his palm, he first poured some cursed power into it and activated it.

The cursed tool, which was originally only the size of a palm, began to stretch due to the infusion of cursed power, and expanded to half the length of an arm!

Jiang Lai changed his posture and held the sharp scissors in one hand, just like the ghostly Ripper in the story of Mist.

He tried to swing the long pair of scissors and gradually figured out how to use this cursed tool. Under the influence of the cursed power, those strange runes were reorganized into readable instructions.

Jiang Lai turned his wrist and restored the scissors to the size of his palm before putting them away. Then, he used the power of space to float the cursed corpse on the table and let it float around him.

Mrs. Zenin knew that Jiang Lai was about to set off. She stood firmly in place, and pointed the direction of Naoya's room to the black-haired young man wearing a mask with her delicate hands.

The lady bowed and said softly in the study room with the Zenin family crest as a backdrop: "Thank you for your hard work. I will wait for your return here."

——

The temperature dropped a lot in the second half of the night, and the air humidity slowly rose.

The mist, which had arisen at an indescribable moment, blurred the garden view and even dimmed the bright moon in the sky.

Zenin Naoya was lying on his bed, having woken up suddenly for unknown reasons, and couldn't fall asleep again.

Tsk. He smacked his lips silently, a slight annoyance rising in his heart, like a biting ant.

Insomnia always makes people feel unhappy. Zenoin Naoya stared at the ceiling above his head, and his wandering thoughts inevitably reminded him of the day.

Unexpected intrusions, awkward conversations, failed filming...all of these made him feel uncomfortable.

Strangely enough, what concerned him most was not the fact that he failed to take the Elf photo as he wished, but the words "friends outside" from his mother.

Friends? Why would he make friends with a lowly person with no status, especially a troublesome brown-haired boy who was obsessed with money?

Zenin Naoya half-closed his eyes.

As for the word "outside", it made him feel inexplicably depressed.

He hated to hear people specifically mention the word "outside", which would make him realize belatedly that his own traversal was limited to a narrow world, and outside -

Well, I don’t think there is anything good outside. Zenin Naoya talked to himself. It’s just that I am a little annoyed that the external things restrict me.

I heard that the outside world is full of ignorant and inferior people, ordinary people without magical powers, and that such a world is not as good as staying at home in the Zen temple and enjoying it.

Moreover, he is the future head of the Zenin family, and staying in the family is a kind of protection that is highly expected.

But... occasionally, just occasionally, he would want to climb over that wall at will and arrogantly to take a look at the world outside the family.

The night always makes people have a lot of thoughts. Zenoin Naoya doesn't want to accumulate emotions. He also wants to have a good sleep and prepare for tomorrow's photo shoot.

So he turned over and decided to change his position before continuing to sleep.

It was at this time that Zenin Naoya noticed that the window in the room had opened by itself.

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The window opened silently and was not noticeable in the dark night. The white mist rising in the second half of the night slowly seeped into the room, adding a bit of hazy chill.

"..." Zenoin Naoya frowned slightly. He remembered that he closed the window before going to bed, so there was no reason for it to suddenly open.

It was now the transition period between winter and spring, and the temperature at night was still relatively cool. Although as a sorcerer, my physique was better than that of the average person, I could not ignore the cold and not get sick.

Zenin Naoya's lips twitched lightly, he lifted the quilt covering his body and tried to close the window that had been opened for no reason.

Just as he turned over, an inexplicable chill suddenly jumped from his back to his scalp. His sharp sixth sense as a magician made him raise his head subconsciously!

In just a moment, a figure in a crow-feather kimono suddenly appeared in front of him!

The dark red belt around the waist was like flowing blood, cutting into the eyelids.

Zenin Naoya immediately became alert. He grabbed the cursed dagger under the pillow with one hand and stabbed forward fiercely and quickly!

——However, at the moment of swinging it, he seemed to be stuck in the air and could not move at all.

In front of him, the fox mask from his childhood nightmare reappeared. Under the holes in the mask, a pair of extremely calm and deep brown eyes stared straight at him, just as distant as before, and indifferently carrying infinite power.

Zenin Naoya stood there in shock, unable to even utter a sound.

The moonlight was flowing, and the long, sharp scissors separated to the sides, the blades reflecting cold light, and attacked him from the mist!