The assistant supervisor ignored this and said, "This mission is in a mountain village. Do you know Zashiki-warashi?"
"The monster that blesses the families who live there with prosperous business?" Zashiki-warashi is well-known in Japan.
"Zashiki-warashi generally refers to a monster that is transformed from a girl who died around the age of three." The assistant supervisor said while looking at the road conditions.
Gojo Satoru leaned against Geto Suguru. "So? This time, the mission is about a cursed spirit formed by humans out of fear that their family would go bankrupt if Zashiki-warashi left?"
"No, it's an artificial Zashiki-warashi. The specific task is in the box. Please take it out, Miss Hatori." Hatori Haruhi opened the box in front of the co-pilot and handed the document to Geto Suguru.
Gojo Satoru slammed the folder down. "Take it away! Don't read it! Turn around and let them all get eaten!"
"Satoru, don't be like this." Geto Suguru patted Gojo Satoru's back and picked up the folder: "The weak are always like this, using stupid, ridiculous, disgusting and secretive means to try to get the power that does not belong to them.
It is precisely because of this that we must exorcise the cursed spirits and do what we can. Only if the world can become a better place and everyone can be prosperous and happy can such behavior be avoided."
Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru and said, "You're obviously angry too."
"Yes, I feel so sick that I'm about to vomit, but no, you're already angry enough, and I have to stay rational. That's what a companion should do." Geto Suguru glanced at the contents of the document, then closed it, smiled, tore it into pieces along with the folder, and threw it to a cursed spirit to eat.
Fortunately, Jasmine was not there, otherwise she would be so sad if she knew.
What an ugly human heart.
"Okay, Satoru, our mission is just to exorcise the cursed spirit." Geto Suguru comforted Gojo Satoru and also comforted himself.
Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru. He was smiling, every muscle in his body was smiling, but his eyes were cold.
"I heard the crackling sound of the bamboo in your heart burning."
Geto Summer was amused by Gojo Satoru's description: "Well, I'm going to explode with anger."
Originally they thought it would be very tricky, but when they saw the crying curse spirit, they felt something was wrong. They first trapped the curse spirit and observed the surrounding situation, thinking it was a trick, but it turned out to be a curse spirit that was almost one level lower than the previous one.
Anyone of them can come, and even if they don’t come, there are still first-level sorcerers who can do this task.
I have only seen high-level people describe high-level cursed spirits as lower-level, and I have never seen them lie.
Geto Suguru observed again but still found nothing unusual. Haruhi Hatori also reported that if a fight broke out, the opponent's lifespan would be instantly reduced to zero, but they did not move at all.
"What are you doing, Jie?" Gojo Satoru wondered why Geto Suguru hadn't taken action yet and thought he was just being reluctant: "Let me do it?"
Geto Summer Oil cleared a spot for Gojo Satoru to sit down. "It feels like something unexpected yet also reasonable."
"Um?"
"How can a group of children whose average age is only three years old know what resentment is? It is the fear of those people. They killed them with their own hands, but they are afraid that they will come back for revenge. These fears formed this Zashiki-warashi curse spirit." Xia Yujie didn't know how to deal with it. He couldn't do anything to tame it, and it was even more impossible to exorcise it directly.
Xia Yujie closed his eyes, channeled Jasmine's power, and reached out his hand: "Purify, free yourself. You should not be entangled by their fear and resentment."
Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and watched the platinum light emanating from Geto Suguru's hands. The originally chaotic and distorted cursed spirits began to dissipate. Gojo Satoru rubbed his eyes and saw small souls floating out and circling around Geto Suguru.
Our Lady.
This was Gojo Satoru's first feeling. It was not the Madonna that was misinterpreted by the public, but the feeling of Geto Suguru looking at these little souls with divinity and compassion, which was the Madonna.
When his resentment was dispelled and his soul became a Buddha, Xia Yujie took out his cell phone and said, "Hello, is this the police? We have discovered a mass killing of children in a mountain village."
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