Chapter 104: Not having cursed power is really a disadvantage. I'm serious.
The weather in April is still a bit cold.
But desire/fire can burn everything.
Sitting in a hidden corner at the entrance of the courtyard, Qian Jianmu listened to a battle of three hundred rounds with a calm mind.
The attacker's endurance is very weak and the response period is very long, but he is too weak and can only take a rest before he can become a brave man again.
The defending side maximizes the emotional value, praising when necessary, comforting when necessary, and stirring up emotions from time to time, which is much more thoughtful than the attacking side.
The two of them were making love without knowing what was going on. The onlooker Qian Jianmu ate melons and silently sighed that the human reproductive ability was simply off the charts.
What's so fun about that? Would cursing your deceased wife while talking add any subtle pleasure to your emotional intercourse?
Speaking of which, humans don't want to reproduce without taking any safety measures, probably because they are pursuing some kind of thrill.
Never mind, blessings and respect, at least all the melons were eaten.
From the few words between the two, the whole thing became clear.
The Jingxia family is considered a large family. This house is currently located in Tokyo, but it is very remote. If it is placed in a wealthy family, it would be a secluded place, but if it is placed in a poor family, it would be a poor countryside place.
But a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although it takes two or three hours by bus to get to the city center, the family in the countryside is still quite wealthy.
However, although the Jingxia family had some assets, they had a small population. This generation of the Jingxia couple only gave birth to a daughter at the age of 30. When the daughter was 25 years old, Mr. Jingxia died of illness. Mrs. Jingxia was old, and the mother and daughter depended on each other. She wanted her daughter to get married and find a capable partner to help support the family.
As we all know, if you look for someone to entrust your life to with this kind of mentality, you will most likely run into a scumbag. So a classic drama begins. The Phoenix Man enters the house and outlasts the Lady Down the Well. Then the Lady Down the Well becomes seriously ill and dies in bed. The legal husband lost all the family property and inherited all the wealth of the declining family. He found a new love and decided to start a beautiful new life.
The body of the lady in the well was still warm, and the funeral had just been held; the Phoenix man was overjoyed and hurriedly made an appointment with his lover; the lover was naturally ecstatic to see that she had hooked up with a rich man and risen to a high position. The two men sat in the house that would belong to them in the future and was acquired from others. They enjoyed the future and spit on the poor woman. At the same time, they played poker all night long, making loud noises.
The whole thing can be considered a tragedy, and Mr. Yamanaka is indeed a scumbag, but Qianjianmu has figured out the relationship between the two people. The man coveted the woman's beauty, and the woman coveted the man's property. These two people still have a fight to make. Even if they sell the house, they may not get anything good. Human desires are endless. Sooner or later, they will fall into this pit and die.
But in addition to the bad things he heard, he also heard some things related to the world of sorcery.
Miss Jingxia once told Mr. Yamanaka that her family had the blood of sorcerers, but because this branch has been silent for a long time and Miss Jingxia's father never mentioned much about this matter during his lifetime, Miss Jingxia could not provide enough evidence to prove the existence of the world of sorcery.
Mr. Yamanaka took this as the crazy thoughts of Miss Jingxia who was desperate. He even packed up all the curse tools in the warehouse and sold them at a low price. He was a guy who didn't know the value of things. A prison gate was enough to sell for billions of yen, but he was bewitched by others and only sold the entire warehouse for a few hundred million yen...
If things go as expected, this batch of spell tools will gradually circulate on the black market until they are intercepted by that 'brain'.
I'll go back and pack up the other spell tools and take them away.
As this thought popped into his mind, Qian Jianmu heard two people standing up, probably because they were exhausted and wanted to rest. He then stood up and prepared to return the same way, but the moment he stood up he felt some subtle fluctuations.
Very faint, and confusing.
...Cursed spirit?
In other worlds, Qianjianmu cannot see cursed spirits.
For example, the world of literary masters cannot produce spiritual power, and the world of swordsmen naturally cannot produce cursed power. The fact that he had been in Honmaru for so long without seeing the spirits behind the swords meant that there was no cursed energy in his body at all. However, his senses were sharp and he could sense an unknown existence. Although he couldn't see it, the feeling that 'something existed' was very clear.
He couldn't see the curse spirits, and his san value was not low enough, so he couldn't feel the movements of more curse spirits. Thinking of this, he pondered for a while and sat back silently.
In this world, cursed energy is generated spontaneously, mostly from the accumulation and flow of negative emotions. Everyone emits different cursed powers, but most people's bodies are just a broken net bag, so the cursed powers leak out and merge with other cursed powers to form cursed spirits. The sorcerer has simply turned into a bottle with the talent to store a certain amount of cursed power, so the sorcerer cannot produce cursed spirits. From this point of view, the ability here has a very strong regularity.
According to common sense, Onmyoji can also see cursed spirits, because the cursed power exists in the Onmyoji's mind all the time, it is just suppressed. Since Qian Jianmu came to this world, he should be able to see the cursed spirit.
Can't you see it?
That's a bit strange.
He leaned against the wall and felt his insides.
His body itself is very strange, like a big bulletproof glass bottle, with all kinds of mess in it. Zero will protect the energy inside his body from conflicting with each other, but his own adaptability is also the main reason.
Now, his body was overflowing with spiritual energy, and because it couldn't be replenished naturally here, it was consuming other energy. And the power of spell...
Just a little bit.
Very little, a very small amount, almost nothing, or even nothing at all.
So he couldn't see the curse spirits, because his curse energy reserve was not up to standard...
This is very embarrassing.
If this continued, he might not be able to see the curse spirit even if it pounced on his face, because seeing the curse spirit in extreme fear was actually a sign of sufficient spiritual power. However, he felt that he might not feel such extreme fear.
Sengenmaku sat on the ground again and began to recall Gojo-sensei's teachings with a serious look on his face.
The power of spells can be increased artificially. Although this amount is called quantity, it is actually a combination of blue bar + blue amount. The blue bar can be lengthened through daily accumulation. For example, his students have little blue and spell power, so he sends them to watch horror movies to increase the reserve of spell power.
His current mana bar is only as big as a hair. If he wants to increase it, he has to learn Gojo's teaching method.
In daily life, you can also restore mana through extreme emotions such as terror. At this time, it is not the mana bar that increases but the mana amount. However, the recovery speed is very slow and most sorcerers can ignore it.
Otherwise, the sorcerer will find that he has no mana in the middle of a fight, so he will squat in the bushes and think about all the angry and sad things in his life, and then suddenly he will be resurrected with full health. This is too buggy. How long will it take to fight this?
…
This is also a solution.
Perhaps he could use Zero to convert some of the energy as an emergency measure, but unlike the spiritual power he could generate himself, if he couldn't generate the cursed power himself, the cursed power would be a pure consumable. Moreover, when he first received the mild energy of spiritual power, it slightly made him lose his ability to move. As for the purely negative energy of cursed power...
A little bit...resistant.
What’s the difference between this and actively eating garbage? It’s still garbage produced by yourself, so I’m a bit bothered by it.
But no matter how hesitant he is, he has to accumulate some cursed power. Without cursed power, he would be powerless in this world. Moreover, with Gojo Satoru's stubborn temper, he can't say anything without some strength.
…
This was the scene when Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, and Ieiri Nozomi arrived.
A white-haired boy (child) wearing ill-fitting clothes sat in the Pansi Cave, carrying a backpack, sitting on the ground, thinking hard, frowning slightly, as if he was facing some world problem.
He looks quite harmonious when he is alone, after all, he does have a very handsome face, but it doesn't seem right when combined with the environment.
He had no idea where he was.
Looking down from the sky, the entire underground house was occupied by a huge spider spirit. The spider spirit was not of high level, only level two, and its lethality was not strong. It was better at weaving webs to influence other people's thoughts. However, this kind of cursed spirit does not bite people but makes people feel disgusted. Every joint of it is shining with a slippery black light. It crawls madly on the ground, rustling and rustling.
There was also a smaller spider lying opposite the child. As expected, this was the male spider.
In such a disgusting spider's nest, there is a child living a peaceful life.
Something's wrong, right?
ah……?
Today is the first day of school. We demolished the school vigorously during the day, and then in the afternoon, Teacher Ye Mo was sent out to get used to each other and buy daily necessities. In other words, it was a team building, and they were planning to just stay out there, but they happened to run into a cursed spirit that had to be dealt with as quickly as possible.
Logically speaking, this task should not be given to two first-year students who should have just entered school. There should at least be a senior leading the team, but one of them is Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru could kill a cursed spirit alone at the age of six, and could 1vn the attack of a curse master at the age of ten. Later, he was kept under house arrest by the Gojo family, but he would often carry out practical tasks of removing cursed spirits while under protection. Even though his strength might be a little inflated with the protection of other members of the Gojo family, considering his experience, he might be more reliable than some of his seniors.
Geto Suguru who was beside him was on his first mission and was looking at the child with great concern. However, Gojo Satoru had no such thoughts at all. He had just had an argument with Geto Suguru and had not reconciled yet. He stopped Geto Suguru and watched with interest through his six eyes.
"Gojo-san! Ieiri-san is also on the Curse Spirit."
Seeing Gojo Satoru using the Cang hand gesture to aim at the cursed spirit under him, Xia Yujie really couldn't hold it anymore.
The boy with short black hair, Geto Suguru, had eyes that were not particularly small at the moment. He tried hard to maintain etiquette, but his veins were tense uncontrollably. He had a fight with Gojo Satoru just after entering school today, which left a very bad impression on the teacher. He really has troubles everywhere. Moreover, just as he was about to go down, Gojo Satoru pretended to kill his cursed spirit. He was really unlucky to be in the same class with Gojo Satoru.
"What a long-winded weirdo, wait for me."
"Eh...is it because the cursed spirit isn't attacking him?" Ieiri Naoko sat on Geto's cursed spirit, feeling a little curious.
"The attack is ineffective, that's interesting." Gojo Satoru Riddler.
Xia Youjie gritted his teeth and couldn't help but explain for him:
"I read the information given by the assistant supervisor. This cursed spirit will not show strong aggression at the beginning, but will affect the victim's emotions and make the victim emotional. Just like a spider will trap a person in a sweet web before digesting food, and inject digestive fluid after completely controlling the person. I think this child is probably not affected by emotions at all. Without the first step, the cursed spirit will not be willing to proceed to the second step... This child is quite emotionally stable."
As he said this, Geto Suguru showed admiration in his eyes.
"You know a lot, top student." Gojo Satoru challenged him as he observed without blinking.
"You didn't even look at the auxiliary supervision information?"
"Tsk, I never look at that kind of useless stuff, I just go and--"
"...Then how long are you going to watch? Classmate Jiaru is sleepy!" Xia Youjie was angry again.
"Eh? I'm fine..." Ieiri Naoko pointed at herself innocently.
"Ah, so annoying, ah! It's appeared, it's terrible..."
Gojo Satoru suddenly became excited. The fifteen-year-old boy blinked and pushed away the sunglasses on his nose. His eyes could not remain silent even in the darkness, but were stained with a cold and thin madness. He seemed to have seen something very interesting, and his voice rose strangely.
"Wow……"
The figure of the young man was reflected in those blue eyes. Just now, the light of cursed power on the white-haired boy suddenly grew from a tiny trace to spread throughout his entire body. If he was originally the kind of person who couldn't see the cursed spirits at all, now he is completely comparable to a second-level sorcerer.
He had never heard of such a quick way to increase the power of the curse. The power of the curse generated by his body was very little, and it seemed as if it was created out of thin air.
"Eh? What's wrong? What's wrong?" Ieiri Nishiko poked his head out.
"......?" Xia Youjie was also a little confused.
However, Gojo Satoru had no intention of explaining. He just watched with interest, with an extremely cold, scrutinizing look under his eyes.
However, even if he didn't explain, the other two could see that something was wrong.
The young man opened his eyes with an unpleasant expression, and when he saw the cursed spirit opposite him, his expression became even uglier. He drew out a short knife and slashed from top to bottom.
The 'male spider' was instantly cut in half.
What, a curse tool?
However, the male spider died, and the female spider became furious. She let out a sharp whistle that hurt people's ears. The whole house became chaotic. Many small spiders, not much stronger than a fly's head, swarmed towards the boy, and the dense spiders almost covered the ground!
The short-haired boy stood there holding a knife, his expression was hard to describe. For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling of "why am I here?" He noticed the gazes, looked up and met the three people's gazes from a distance, his expression becoming more complicated.
Specifically,
Why am I here?
Why are you guys here too?
However, there was no time to study it. Seeing that the female spider was about to attack the boy, Xia Youjie finally couldn't stand it anymore. Regardless of Gojo Satoru's threat, he suddenly jumped down from the cursed spirit.
"Hey! You're so annoying!"
Gojo Satoru yelled, but didn't say anything. He held a monster in his hand, intending to snatch Geto's monster.
With the addition of two sorcerers, a mere second-level cursed spirit was eliminated cleanly and efficiently. Xia Youjie tried his best to snatch the monster and rolled the female spider into a cursed spirit jade. He turned his head and saw that the young man was still standing there with a grim expression on his face. Gojo Satoru was bending over and looking up at him, making a loud noise.
"Hey, little ghost, are you scared and crying?"
"Don't treat the child like this, Gojo-san." Xia Youjie sighed, walked over to the two of them, and tried to snatch the child's freedom back from the hands of the great devil Gojo.
"He's not afraid at all. Don't be fooled, Liu Hai." Gojo Satoru yelled, pushing his glasses that had just slipped off his forehead during the fight back on: "I can see it clearly--"
At this moment, the white-haired boy opened his eyes, looked into Gojo Satoru's eyes, then quickly turned his head and covered his mouth.
"vomit……"
"Hey! You are looking at my six eyes!" Gojo Satoru widened his eyes, very confused.
"Puff." x2
When Ieiri Shoko was placed on the ground by the cursed spirit, she saw this scene and turned her head slightly.
"I'm just shocked by its ugliness... ugh..." The negative emotions were too stimulating, and Qian Jianmu, who couldn't suppress himself, was too intuitive. He had been holding back since the moment he saw a giant spider squatting in front of him. He really couldn't hold it back anymore, so he tried to explain.
"…I was shocked by the ugliness of the six eyes…" x2
Gojo Satoru was even more unconvinced. He could see that it wasn't because of the six eyes, but that didn't stop him from taking advantage of the situation and having fun:
"Do you know what eyes you rejected? Six eyes!"
"Ugh... don't talk yet..."
The negative energy that zero converted was too complicated. Those negative emotions that he totally rejected were really... disgusting!
It felt like his own cursed energy was about to be disgusted out!
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