Curse Back: From Demonic Hollow to Heroic Spirit Summoning

In an abandoned apartment on the edge of the city, a boy who looked only seven or eight years old was walking carefully with a baseball bat.

This is a well-known local supernatural place, frequented by many young people and ghost-hunting programs.

Although people are often injured here, no one has died, so those minor injuries have become evidence of the existence of ghosts, bringing greater popularity.

However, these are the views of ordinary people.

Xia Yujie knew that there was really something here.

Holding the baseball bat, Xia Yujie pushed the door open sideways, ready to dodge at any time.

After opening the door, a fly head immediately flew out from inside.

Xia Yujie skillfully swung the baseball bat, relying on instinct to attach the cursed power to the bat and then hit the fly head hard.

The fly head was knocked away, and another fly head appeared in an instant.

However, this fly head did not attack Xia Yujie, but instead attacked the cursed spirit that was knocked away.

A few minutes later, the panting Xia Yujie walked to the dying fly head and pointed his right hand at its ugly body.

Accompanied by a suction force that appeared out of thin air, a cursed jade much larger than his fist appeared.

Xia Yujie took a deep breath, prepared himself mentally, and stuffed the cursed jade into his mouth.

The other hand followed in time, covering his mouth tightly to prevent himself from spitting it out.

The cursed power with strong negative emotions was absorbed and transformed, and new cursed power was injected into the fly head’s body, and a fly head controlled by Xia Yujie appeared.

“Woo wah, ha, ha.”

Xia Yujie began to breathe heavily, as if this would restrain his body that had just been devastated by the smell of cursed power.

At this time, Xia Yujie saw a pair of feet.

A pair of feet wearing clogs appeared silently in front of him.

“I’ll hit you!”

The startled Xia Yujie immediately swung the bat forward.

“Young people nowadays are so rude that they swing a baseball bat as soon as they meet.”

Zenin Naohito gently held Geto’s hand, stopping the baseball bat that wanted to perform a head surgery on him, and complained.

“It’s because you suddenly appeared, uncle.”

Geto complained in a low voice.

“Everyone would be curious to see such an interesting scene.”

Zenin Naohito let go of his hand and moved closer to Geto’s face.

“What do you want to do, you weird uncle?”

Weird uncle?

No, brother?

I can tolerate calling me uncle. It’s okay to call me uncle now that I’m 50, but what’s weird about me?

Looking at Geto, who was still a child, Zenin Naohito said he would never let him go.

“Disappeared? Could this one be the same?”

Geto looked at Zenin Naohito who suddenly disappeared in front of him, and immediately picked up the baseball bat to be on guard.

At this moment, Zenin Naohito had moved behind Geto Suguru by projecting curse spirits.

He locked Geto Suguru’s throat with one hand, and used the other hand to drill the ball-headed little head in front of him.

“It hurts, it hurts, stop it, you weird uncle.”

“No, unless you call me handsome uncle.”

“No.”

“Call.”

“No… it hurts, it hurts, handsome uncle!”

Zenin Naohito released his hand with satisfaction.

It’s really better to play with children as early as possible. It’s not a matter of whether you can play with them in ten or eight years. Even if you can play with them, you may not be able to beat them.

You can’t ask Fushiguro Shinobu to knock him out first just to tease him.

“What are you doing here, g… handsome uncle.”

Under Zenin Naohito’s sharp eyes and raised fists, Geto Suguru, who was only seven or eight years old, surrendered.

“I heard that there are a few cursed spirits here, but why are you here as a kid?”

This is a lie.

Because Zenin Naohito actually came here specifically for Geto Suguru.

“Cursed spirits?”

Geto Suguru opened his eyes immediately.

At least from Zenin Naohito’s perspective, he could finally see his eyes.

“Yes, cursed spirits are monsters formed by the cursed power that ordinary people usually emit, and their bodies are made of cursed power…”

Zenin Naohito simply explained the knowledge of cursed spirits to Geto Suguru.

Geto Suguru was born in an ordinary family and became a genius through hard work.

Therefore, he was not clear about the basic knowledge of these curses.

Now he has not met other cursers and learned about the existence of the Curse High School from them.

While chatting, the two continued to explore the abandoned apartment.

Until the two found the real culprit who caused the injuries in the apartment.

“Level 3 curse spirit, it looks quite weak.”

Level 4 curse spirits have little impact on people, so they are often ignored by sorcerers.

After all, sorcerers are short of manpower.

But level 3 curse spirits are different. Level 3 curse spirits haveAlthough it has the ability to injure people’s lives, as long as the person targeted by the third-level cursed spirit can remain calm, the probability of escape is still quite high.

“Uncle, please step back.”

After seeing the third-level cursed spirit in front of him, Xia Yujie immediately picked up the bat and stepped forward.

A few flies appeared beside him.

However, before Xia Yujie could do anything, Zenyuan Naohito had already walked up to him with the seriously injured cursed spirit.

“So fast, when?”

“This is my curse, a third-level cursed spirit, much more powerful than those flies of yours, do you want it? Call me handsome uncle and I’ll give it to you.”

A few minutes later, with Zenyuan Naohito staring at him with wide eyes, Xia Yujie swallowed the cursed spirit jade that was bigger than his mouth and could burst his throat.

“Take a sip.”

Zenyuan Naohito handed over the wine…

Projection spell, start!

Putting away the wine gourd that he habitually took out, Zenin Naohito took the honey tea that he had prepared in advance.

“Thank you, uncle.”

“Hey, little guy, can you answer me a question?”

“What?”

Although the honey tea could not eliminate the disgusting taste left by the cursed spirit, the sweet taste still made Geto Suguru feel a lot more comfortable.

“The taste of the cursed spirit is terrible, why do you insist on eating it?”

“Because these monsters will hurt ordinary people. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Since I have such power, I should help them.”

Hearing what Geto Suguru said, combined with the various information he asked the butler to investigate.

Zenin Naohito roughly understood the reason why Geto Suguru had this idea.

The school’s completely positive education and the various animated films he usually came into contact with.

“Suguru, you have to remember that only the tiny seeds that happen and feel around you and grow from your heart can eventually grow into a tree that is not afraid of wind and rain.

Those beliefs that come from afar and do not belong to you are like those gorgeous castles in the air. Once they encounter a storm, they will gradually collapse.”

“Huh?”

“It doesn’t matter. You still have a long way to go. Sooner or later, you will understand.”

Zenin Naohito rubbed Suguru Geto’s bun hard.

“Do you want to worship me as your master?”

Suguru Geto cast a doubtful look.

“I’m very strong. Even in the current world of curses, there are not many people who are stronger than me.”

“Just you, a g… uncle?”

It’s still easy to guess what a child is thinking. Zenin Naohito quickly made Suguru Geto agree to worship him.

Children’s education should start from childhood. Fushiguro Shirone is too late, but Suguru Geto is still in time.