The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 72 Cleaning and visiting visitors.

The combined journey by high-speed train and taxi took about an hour and a half, including the extra ten minutes it took the taxi driver to take the long detour.

After Shiguqian paid the fare, he got off the car and took out his luggage from the trunk, then stood in front of his house and watched the taxi moving forward.

"Really, look at the way that guy agreed to the "huge" fare in one fell swoop. I should be able to add more." The driver opened the window and shook off the cigarette ashes with a look of pity on his face.

"Look, they are all beautiful little Western-style buildings. Why didn't you know there was such a wealthy place in Higashi Shinmachi before?"

Through the reflector, he vaguely saw the figure standing in front of the residential building. The driver said in a teasing tone, "I have to remember his appearance clearly, next time, hehe."

"It's not easy to meet someone like him."

When the driver was cursing, two ice-red petals inadvertently floated out from the car along the open window. Shi Yuqian raised her right hand, and the missing part of the ice-red wreath was filled by these two petals.

Through the petals, he knew everything that happened in the car.

"Sure enough, there are still many evil people in the world. It would be really sad if the conjurer had to save such people every day." Shi Yuqian clenched the box in his hand and lamented.

As he slowly turned around, four sharp and smooth ice picks formed in the air. Shrouded in the pale cold air, the ice picks punctured the four tires of the taxi at extremely fast speeds.

"The fare you just paid should be able to cover these four tires, right? However, I'm not sure whether you made a loss or a profit. It depends on your luck."

"It can be considered a lesson to you."

Shiguqian looked back and happened to see the driver getting out of the car. He glanced coldly and ignored him.

"Which guy is so wicked that he puts nails on the road! It's strange, there weren't any when we first drove here." The driver yelled and cursed around him.

But when he started to check the condition of the tires, he was startled by the openings in the tires.

"how is this possible?"

The hole was huge and could not have been caused by long nails or sharp rocks. What was even more strange was that the flat asphalt ground was empty and there was no object that could puncture the tire.

"What a hell it is in broad daylight. There is nothing there, so why is the tire punctured?" The driver crouched on the ground and looked around the taxi in disbelief, but he turned around and found nothing.

He stood up and kicked the car a few times angrily, then took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and started smoking.

White smoke slowly emerged.

"This trip was in vain. I'm afraid all the money I earned from that guy will be lost. I even have to put some aside."

"Oh, how can we repair it!"

In the rising white smoke, the driver saw a hazy figure. It was Shigu Qian who was about to close the door of his house.

Greedy desire swelled in his heart.

"Do you want to ask him for compensation? After all, I sent him here and my tires became like this. I can even say that the fare just now was less." The driver stamped out the cigarette butt and licked it unconsciously. Mouth, he walked quickly towards Shigu Qian's direction.

As they got closer, leather shoes made a crisp sound on the ground. Shiguqian, who was pushing the door open with his hand, noticed the disgusting driver with a ferocious expression.

Just when the driver was about to shout and stop Shigure Qian from moving.

The dazzling golden eyes slowly ignited, the cold air spread across the distance, solemn frost and snow fell on the driver, and the thick and suffocating coldness stimulated all his senses.

"It's so cold." Even though he was wearing a few thick clothes, the driver felt the cold. "No, it's not cold, it's a sharp pain!"

Biting cold.

The driver saw the golden eyes and smile of the black-haired boy, and he was almost breathless from the cold.

The thought suddenly came into my mind: "If you take one more step forward, you will freeze to death!"

Suddenly, he stopped with his thighs stiffened by the cold. He felt a strong sense of crisis and did not dare to go any further.

Countless thoughts came to the driver's mind, "It's better not to go. The people who live here are obviously either rich or noble, and they will be in a lot of trouble."

Cold sweat covered his forehead, "Let's go."

The driver turned around and walked towards the taxi, and the suffocating coldness gradually left.

When he carefully looked back again, the iron gate and the small wooden door had been tightly closed, without any gaps.

The driver breathed a long sigh of relief and plucked up the courage to say loudly: "You must close the door quickly, otherwise I will definitely not let you go."

As he spoke, he suddenly recalled that the guy's eyes were golden, like a brilliant flame.

"It won't be so coincidental."

One rainy night, when he was driving a taxi to pick up passengers at night, he saw a figure wearing black clothes and holding an ice-blue sword near Asano Middle School. The guy was like a legendary swordsman, swinging his sword with sword energy. Cut open the rain curtain all over the sky.

In the shrill heavy rain, the driver saw a large puddle of black blood floating in the calm air.

The black-clothed swordsman also had such golden eyes.

"There are definitely unknown and mysterious forces in the world."

"And that can't be a dream." The driver shuddered, recalling the cold feeling just now, and he dialed the phone tremblingly, "You have to get out of here quickly, it's too scary."

After closing the door, Shi Yuqian didn't pay attention to the people outside. Instead, she began to look at the home she hadn't returned to for a long time. In the inner courtyard, weeds spread beside the gravel path, a few short green plants and the huge pear. The trees have become bare.

There are still some dead leaves on the ground that have not turned into spring mud, and the stone table and stone piers are still the same.

"It looks like we're going to have a big fight after a long time."

Shiguqian walked up the wooden steps with his suitcase, pushed open the screen and entered the house. Putting the suitcase on the screen, he took the lead in opening the curtains and opening the windows to ventilate the house.

The air in the dusty house is a bit turbid.If you live alone, you still have to be diligent.

After thinking briefly, Shi Yuqian had already washed the rag in the bathroom. Putting on his sleeves and mask, he began to wipe the tables, chairs, windows, cabinets, and small gaps everywhere, from the first floor to the second floor.

After wiping away the dust on the items within sight, Shiguqian picked up the broom and mop without stopping, and fiddled with it for a while to clean up the floor. After a short rest, he had almost cleaned the house.

Then, Shiguqian set his sights on the courtyard, shouted "Fuck" in a majestic voice, and then swept up the empty courtyard like a small whirlwind.

I rested back and forth two or three times, cleaning from eight o'clock in the morning to three o'clock in the afternoon. The whole house was shining in the afterglow of the sun. Shigure Qian pulled a small sofa and lay on it to rest.

The blue and black high school uniform was slightly open, Shigure's face flushed, "I feel more tiring than the mission sent by the high school."

"But it feels really good to clean up the garbage in one go."

After resting for probably more than ten minutes, Shiguqian boiled the hot water. He lay lazily in the bathtub with an expression of great enjoyment on his dead eyes, "Sure enough, the bath after exercise is very good, and this It’s still winter.”

White steam is rising in the bathroom, and the temperature is much higher than outside, but it doesn't feel cold at all.

At about five o'clock, Shigure Qian finished washing her clothes and put on her usual casual clothes, a black hooded sweatshirt with a thick sweater, a long bottoming coat, and a pair of black fleece trousers.

He slowly took the garbage out and threw it in the designated place. Shigu Qian walked along the asphalt road to Asano Middle School.

Further past Asano Middle School, there is a commercial street. Well, there is also a large supermarket there.

Since he would have to stay at home for a while, he had to prepare some "firewood, rice, oil, and salt" as much as possible. Shiguqian also wanted to eat something delicious, so he had to buy more.

It would take half an hour to walk from the area where Shigure's house was to the supermarket. If we took a shortcut, it would take about ten to ten minutes.

But there are still advantages to walking a long way. For example, Shi Yuqian can stand on a high slope and see several harvested rice fields. There are white plastic sheds on the other side of the rice fields, and there is a farming village. The feeling of Noda, this feeling makes people feel very happy.

For example, he could listen to the wind blowing from the rice fields. Perhaps because of the hot bath, Shiguqian felt that even if the winter wind blew on his face, he was still very comfortable.

For example, Shiguqian could watch the laughing children walking past him in twos and threes.
Sometimes, it might feel good to just stop and experience life, even if there is not so much joy, it is just the sound of the wind and your own ordinary life.

What a magician needs to do is not only training in spells, but also cultivating the state of mind.

Walking past the gate of Asano Middle School, there were more and more people. Students like Shigure Asa were strolling on the street, middle-aged people wearing suits after work, children and women. It was bustling and very lively. They were probably also there Get ready for the upcoming New Year.

Shiguqian walked into the supermarket. He pushed a trolley and walked around for a long time. Although he was only one person, the movements of his hands and the items in the trolley were no worse than those of a large family.

After paying and walking out of the supermarket, Shiguqian carried large and small bags with both hands. This time, Shiguqian chose to take a shortcut. The things were not very heavy, but that was only for him. Ordinary people would have to carry these things for a long time. For a long stretch of road, you still need to have some strength.

In the evening, Shiguqian made a hot pot for one person and cooked a small pot of rice. His life was very comfortable and comfortable. After eating and washing the dishes, he turned off the lights on the first floor and climbed to the second floor. In the bedroom, lying on the bed, he read the latest issues of Death in "Jump", which he bought at the bookstore next to the school.

Well, if the power of the curse is replaced by spiritual pressure, the Zanpakutō is regarded as the magic spell of the magician, and Kyon is regarded as the magic spirit, it seems that there is no difference between the Shinigami and the magician. He, Shigure Qian, is not just for enjoyment. I'm reading comics, but I'm learning "new spells".

Tonight is another night where I went to bed very late.
In the last few days of December 2005, the weather seemed to be pretty good. The sun was visible, the sky was blue and the clouds were white, and the wind was sunny. If it weren't for the lower temperature, it would have felt like a sunny day in summer. .

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie, two gangsters carrying large bags of gifts, got lost near Shigure's house.

"I said, Satoru, can you check the address before your next trip? We've been wandering around for an hour." Xia Youjie looked at Gojo Satoru, who was pretending to be innocent, gloomily.

This guy obviously dragged him here to surprise Shigure Qian, but he didn't even know the address of Shigure's house, so he just took him to wander around.

'You really trust him too much, and you don't have any defense against being tricked. '

"I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I originally thought that I could find his home through the traces of the cursed remnants through my six eyes, but it turned out that there was no trace of his cursed power around at all. There were some weak cursed spirits." Gojou Satoru said carelessly.

Xia Youjie sat casually on the side of the road and suggested, "We'd better call Qian to pick us up."

"If we continue wandering aimlessly like this, we probably won't be able to find his home for a whole day."

"Dah, we want to make Qian feel the love from the handsome guys in the same period, so that he will be moved to tears. How can we let him know in advance?" Gojo Satoru rejected Xia Youjie's proposal righteously, " Yossi~ Let the handsome guy Gojo ask for directions."

"Obasan, excuse me, but do you know where Shigure's family is?"

"Time rain?"

After asking several families, Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie finally found Shigure's house successfully after encountering obstacles and detours.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie were so tired that they sat slumped in front of Shigure's house. Xia Youjie complained mercilessly about Gojo Satoru's stupid idea again: "Satoru, don't come up with random ideas next time, just listen to me. "

Gojo Satoru gasped for breath, "I didn't know the surname Shigure was so rare. Obviously when Gojo is mentioned in Tokyo, everyone knows where my home is."

"Huh? Are you comparing the Gojo family?"

Xia Youjie almost fell down. He stood up with a groan, patted the dust on his clothes, and pressed the doorbell.

Shi Yuqian, who fell asleep like a salted fish, hugged the quilt and drooled clearly from the corner of his mouth. When he heard the doorbell, he sat up straight.

The various senses of a conjurer are much stronger than those of ordinary people, and even the slightest movement can attract their attention.

"Who? Someone else rings my doorbell? A salesperson?"

Shiguame's dead fish eyes were surrounded by dark circles, and she looked a little gloomy. Well, I read the manga until early in the morning yesterday, and I'm still very tired now.

He put on his coat and did not change out of his pajamas. Shi Yuqian was still preparing to take a nap. He put on his cotton slippers and hurried downstairs, preparing to say goodbye to the person who knocked on the door quickly and continue sleeping. Even half of his hair was still raised. .

When Shigure Qian opened the door, he saw Xia Youjie holding something and Gojo Satoru who was leaning on the door and pretending to be cool.

"Good morning, Qian."

"Oh~ Qian, haven't you missed me since I haven't seen you for a day? I'm so touched! The handsome guy Gojo came to see you during the holidays." Gojo Satoru opened his hands and said, "Don't worry, I will give you a bear hug."

"Don't be so moved that you cry."

(End of this chapter)