[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

"That's about it. Killing someone is killing them."

Huai Liang's mouth was full of honey as he poured out a basket of nice words, "It makes no difference to you, it's a piece of cake. Killing the cursed spirit is still a good deed."

Anyway, it's just a matter of words and it doesn't cost any money, so naturally I won't hesitate to praise him.

"It is also related to the development of our Tianyi Sect. While the weather is hot and many curse spirits are being produced, why don't we try to collect more from the surrounding areas?"

Kong Shiyu is worthy of being called a top time management master. He not only has to investigate the "sutures", but also manage the daily operations and business negotiations of Tianyi Sect, and help collect clues about the whereabouts of high-level cursed spirits.

Huailiang decided to let him work for another two months and then give him a salary increase.

Their destination was Onomichi, and they traveled from Tokyo to Fukuyama, then transferred from Fukuyama to Mihara and took the Shinkansen to Sanyo Prefecture, even changing trains twice.

After arriving at the station, we still had to take a bus for nearly 2 hours to get to the seaside town where a first-level cursed spirit was said to have appeared.

Places like Tokyo and Kyoto are the headquarters of sorcerers. Every summer, they clear out the surrounding cursed spirits, and there is basically no chance to capture high-level cursed spirits.

In order to test the effect, Huai Liang naturally set his sights on first-level or even special-level cursed spirits.

"You have to go to such a remote place with no entertainment at all."

Fushiguro Shier was still somewhat dissatisfied, and muttered casually, "What are you going to do if it still doesn't work?"

Huailiang looked at his nose and his heart, leaning lazily against the back of the chair behind him: "Then try the special grade curse spirit."

For example, the red octopus that she met last week that could expand its domain, her intuition told her that the other party was far beyond the ordinary special-grade cursed spirit.

In addition to the fact that weapons that are infused with the sorcerer's own cursed power or techniques after long-term use can become cursed tools, she has recently learned that weapons used in serial murders and weapons that have been crafted through a horrific process... can all become cursed tools.

"What if the special-grade spell spirit tries and still doesn't work?"

Fushiguro Shier obviously thought of this as well. He leaned forward slightly and looked directly into the other person's eyes: "You are not planning anything shady, are you? For example, you want me to torture him cruelly before I kill him... or something like that?"

Huai Liang glanced at him and said with a half-smile, "In the eyes of Lord Shen Er, I am such a cruel and murderous person?"

"It's really sad. Obviously, neither Hui nor Tsumiki think so."

Fushiguro Shier sneered: "Ah, because I saw your speech at the Maebashi Sect, young lady. I have to say, it was brilliant."

Huai Liang was not to be outdone and retorted, "Really? I can still clearly remember how you trampled the Curse Master to the ground and humiliated him."

"It's no use bringing up old scores."

Fushiguro Shier pulled back and leaned back in his chair. "I didn't know he was your boyfriend. Oh, no, you haven't gotten him yet."

He tilted his head and said jokingly, "Want me to teach you a few moves? It's free."

"Thank you. I have my own ideas."

Huailiang is quite satisfied with her current situation. After all, Xia Youjie has no memory of last week's show, and the number of times she has met her can be counted on one hand. If she is too eager, she might scare the other party away.

After all, according to her understanding, he was not a frivolous person. Even at an age when he should be most unbridled, he still maintained a considerable degree of self-examination and an excellent character of calmness and self-control.

She has always done things properly, unlike Fushiguro Shige, a reckless gambler who dares to bet even if there is only a 50% chance of winning - he will go for it even if it means risking his life.

You can hint, tease, or even seduce invisibly...but she is not ready to confess her feelings.

Even though she can take the initiative to promote 99% of their relationship, the last 1% must be completed by Geto Suguru himself.

When it comes to fishing, the ideal situation is when those who are willing to take the bait do so.

"Have you resolved Hui's matter with the Zenin family?"

When he heard the word "Zen Temple", Fushiguro Shigeki's face reflexively revealed a look of disgust, "Speaking of this, it's really disgusting."

He seemed to be caught in some very bad memories, his face tense. "What do you mean by saying that because the little brat has awakened ten kinds of shadow magic, I am also a hero of the Zenin family? What does that mean? A father is honored by his son?"

Fushiguro Shiori made a retching expression: "He even asked me if I wanted to return to the Zen temple to enjoy high-level offerings, and even planned to arrange a marriage for me and remarry me..."

"puff."

Huai Liang couldn't help laughing out loud. After receiving the murderous gaze from the other party, she pursed her lips and said, "Sorry, I just thought of Xiao Zhu for no reason... cough."

Under the other party's sharp eyes that seemed to want to cut her flesh, she made a "zipper" gesture to indicate to shut up.

However, when I thought about the Zenin family treating Fushiguro Jiner as a breeding machine for mass-producing 'Ten Kinds of Shadow Magicians', I couldn't help but laugh secretly.

As expected of a family known for its feudal corruption, they do not take human dignity seriously at all. All the people in the Zenyuan family are gears to maintain the continuation and operation of the behemoth "Zenyuan".

There is also a saying that "those who are not magicians are not human beings". I think even magicians are only divided into two types: "useful tools" and "tools of average use", and are not treated as human beings.

But fortunately, at least Hui has temporarily escaped from this cruel devil's den.

As long as he can develop and use his talents well, he will be able to swim freely in the vast ocean and fly freely in the sky.

The surname Chanyuan could no longer bind him.

……

Seto Inland Sea, Onomichi.

It's a small town with the sea on one side and the mountains on the other, with a railway running through the middle.

Before the trip, Huailiang had prepared a travel guide for this place. There is delicious beef sushi here, as well as many cafes and art galleries. It is a town with a strong cultural and artistic atmosphere.

She decided to stay here for a day after dealing with the first-level cursed spirit.

You must go to the "Cat Path" to have a look. It is said that there are a lot of free-range cats coming and going, so she can pet them to her heart's content.

"So, this is it?"

Huailiang looked at the gray three-story house in front of him. The wall paint was peeling and water-stained mold was densely clinging to the outer wall.

On the stone wall outside the courtyard, there is a rotten and blackened door sign nailed to it. It has been severely eroded by the sea breeze, and the surname "Xingye" can be vaguely seen.

"Let's go, Miss."

Without giving her time to observe, Fushiguro Shigeru took the lead and pushed open the half-open wooden door of the courtyard, making a crisp "creaky" sound.

"Finish it early, and call it a day. I'm rushing back to Tokyo to watch the motorboat racing competition."

Huai Liang was speechless and followed with a frown on his face.