The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 9 Death news.

Opening the door, there was a woman with permed and slightly curly blond hair. She was wearing an apron and was probably preparing dinner.

The woman looked at the black-haired boy in front of her. Seeing a face that was not familiar to her, she asked, "Who are you?"

Shigure Asa bowed, and then said: "This is our first meeting. Hello, I am Shigure Asa. Is this the Kiriyama Daiki family here?"

The woman was slightly startled when she heard Tongshan Dashu's name, and then nodded.

After confirming, Shiguqian spoke again: "Hello, auntie, I am a good friend of Kiriyama Dashu. Today I got the news about Dashu's disappearance from the teacher. Is Dashu home now?"

"This" the woman looked at Shi Yuqian, her eyes evasive and hesitant. After struggling for a while, she still invited Shi Yuqian into the house. When she was changing her shoes at the entrance, he heard the woman's weak and gentle voice. A thin voice said: "The big tree has passed away."

Shiguqian suddenly froze in place when he heard this, and immediately stopped changing his shoes.

He came back to his senses and was about to say something like "Don't kid me and lie to me" and "How is that possible? You just talked to me on the phone last night", but when he turned to look at the living room, he saw the black and white photos of the Kiriyama tree on the wooden niche and A tightly sealed piece of white porcelain caught Shiguqian's eyes.

Confused and at a loss?
Shiguqian only felt a little unbelievable. Yesterday, he was bragging about becoming a "world-famous cartoonist" in his ears, but today there was a gap between yin and yang.

The woman said: "You sit down first." Then she hurriedly ran into the kitchen to work.

In the house filled with furniture, there was a middle-aged man sitting at the dining table reading a newspaper, and a child playing with his toys on the floor.

Shigure Qian said hello to the middle-aged man, who was Kiriyama Daiki's father. During the silence, they chatted for a few words by chance: "Uncle, how did Daiki die?"

"Last night, I was walking alone on the road. I didn't see the truck driving behind me, and a car accident happened."

"We only received notice from the police at noon today. When we arrived, the difference between blood and flesh was already unclear. We had already cremated him." The middle-aged man's words were vaguely angry: "Really, big Why would a person go out to the road alone at night without going home? Now the whole family has to be busy with his affairs."

"It was so late last night, didn't you call Dashu and ask him to go home quickly?"

But this was like a fuse that ignited Kiriyama Daiki's father, and he exploded like an explosive barrel: "For such a big man, should his family still have to worry about him? His mother has to take care of her young brother. I still have to deal with the company's affairs, so how can my family have time to take care of him?"

Shi Yuqian listened silently, while the middle-aged man was still chattering.

"I don't know what I do at school all day long. I don't care about my average grades. When I get home, I just hide in the bedroom. I don't know how to take care of my younger brother, and I don't know how to help my mother with housework. Tell me, what's the use of this child? ?”

"You are just a drag on the family, trash~."

waste?It's so unbecoming to say such words from a father's mouth.

Shigure Ao looked around Kiriyama Daiki's house indifferently. The children on the floor were still happily playing with toys. Her mother was busy in the kitchen making dinner, and her father kept criticizing his son's bad qualities to outsiders, as if it was nothing. It was as if nothing had happened, and the family was doing what they were supposed to do as usual.

It's like nothing happened.

He didn't know whether he should feel sad or grateful.

The woman came out of the kitchen with the food and interrupted the man's murmuring, "Why do you keep saying such horrible things to your child? My son is still over there, so it's not good to hear him."

Hearing this, the man stopped angrily.

The woman habitually picked up the child from the ground and persuaded the child to stop playing with toys.

But the little boy fiercely broke away from the woman's arms and cried to himself: "No, I want my giant panda. Get away, I want the giant panda."

The woman had no choice but to comfort the child lovingly: "Okay, okay, let's play for a while and eat later."

"Oh, by the way, has Qian-san had dinner? Do you want to join us?" The woman seemed to think of Shigu Qian sitting on the sofa, and she asked with a smile.

"It's okay, my home is very close to here, I came here after dinner." Shigu Qian replied.

"That's it, then I won't say any more polite words."

Shiguqian suddenly wanted to leave. He stood up and wanted to say goodbye. When he glanced at it, he saw the black and white photo on the wooden niche again. While thinking, he carefully opened his mouth to test: "Uncle, aunt, I am from Tongshan Dashu." My good friend, Dashu, passed away, and I’m very sad, can I take some of his things home as a souvenir?”

The middle-aged man and the woman were silent for a while after hearing this.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it."

In the awkward atmosphere, the woman tried to smooth things over, "It's okay, I'll take you to his room."

Shigure Qian followed the woman's footsteps and walked into the corridor of the bedroom. Kiriyama Daiki's house was a traditional room with two living rooms and three bedrooms.

Perhaps because his eyes were casually scanning, he saw two bedrooms with open doors on the left. Both bedrooms were very spacious. One room was decorated with sky blue and filled with all kinds of strange toys, like a A fairy tale castle.

The other room has a simple and elegant decoration, with a large dressing table with various cosmetics piled on it. The wooden storage cabinets are exquisitely made and have exquisite carvings. There are also wedding photos of the newlyweds hanging in the room.

Shigure Qian guessed that one of the two bedrooms belonged to Kiriyama Daiki's brother, and the other belonged to Kiriyama and his wife.

Opposite the two bedrooms is a room with a closed door.

The woman opened the door and said to Shi Yuqian: "The room is a bit small. Take a look for yourself and take whatever you want. There is nothing valuable." "Okay." In response, Shi Yuqian had already walked in. Enter Kiriyama Daiki’s room.

Sure enough, the room is extremely narrow, as small as the woman said. By comparison, it may not even be a quarter of the area of ​​the two bedrooms opposite, and this room is more like a simple room than a bedroom. study room.

There was a small bed stacked in the room, which already occupied two-thirds of the bedroom.

Leaving one third of the space, there is a narrow aisle next to the bed. In front of the bed is a desk facing the window, and behind the bed is an ordinary locker against the wall. In this way, there is no extra space in the room. .

Shiguqian almost couldn't believe it and asked, "Is this Dashu's room?"

The woman did not speak, but nodded calmly.

The bed had long been covered with white gauze, and it was difficult for Shi Yuqian to walk in the narrow corridor. The single largest desk, which reached both ends of the wall, was also in tatters after seeing clearly. Roll after roll of transparent tape, with cardboard boxes underneath.

Shiguqian couldn't help but wonder, were these really Dashu's biological parents?

He is obviously the son of his parents. The eldest son lives in a narrow study room, but the younger son lives in a spacious bedroom like a castle in a dream, and is doted on by his mother.

Also, why don’t they even have a trace of sadness on their faces?Didn’t you get the news of your son’s unexpected death at noon?Why isn't there even a decent funeral?
What a joke!
My son had just passed away, and before I even had time to clean up the things in the house, I had already covered the bed with white gauze?
Shiguqian had complicated feelings in her heart.

In silence, Shi Yuqian slowly walked to the desk. A depressing atmosphere made him almost breathless. He looked out the window that opened to show the sunset, as if he wanted to just walk away far away.

The dead fish eyes that used to be so silent suddenly changed their expression.

At this moment, Shiguqian's eyes turned into golden pupils as bright as flames, cold, proud, and indifferent like gods, not daring to be looked directly at.

This is Shiguame's characteristic that only appears when her emotions fluctuate greatly. It is the same concept as the phenomenon in which people shed tears when they are extremely sad.

The flaming golden eyes only flashed by, fleeting.

Shiguqian withdrew his gaze and looked at the desk. There were some unorganized things piled on the desk, including pencils, erasers, a large number of bound sketches, and a thick hard-shell notebook.

He flipped through the notebook casually, with scattered dates, as if it were a diary.

Shigure Qian took off the schoolbag on his shoulder and put away the diary and bound sketch paper.

These things have no use here anymore, and if they are left here, they will just be thrown away as garbage.

But apart from these, Shigure Qian couldn't take anything else with her.

With a little disgust in her heart, Shigure Qian said goodbye to the Kiriyama family.

With the sound of a door closing, Shigure Qian walked out.

Her head was dizzy and her heart was depressed. This was Shiguqian's only feeling.

While going downstairs, a shadow covered the entire corridor.

A girl in a floral skirt hurried past with a gloomy expression.

Shiguqian looked at the girl walking by, and a strange scene was reflected in his black eyes. A huge swamp mud curse spirit was following closely behind the girl.

Judging from the level of spell power it exudes, it should be at the first level, and a spell spirit of this level would be a big disaster wherever it is placed.

"Should we exorcise him?" This was the first thing that came to his mind.

The huge swamp mud magic spirit dragged its bloated body forward, its wide mouth murmuring: "Protect."

"Protect Mayumi! I want to protect Mayumi"

Shiguqian's thoughts flashed, "Is this a cursed spirit?"

"Love is the most twisted curse in the world."

The cursed spirit is a curse caused by the twisted love of human beings.

"Is this? Did a boy who liked a girl curse the girl before his death? If it was just for protection."

Thinking of this, Shiguqian finally chose to ignore the curse spirit following the girl. He walked down the stairs and started on his way home on his bicycle.

　I feel like I’m sorry if I didn’t write it well.

　　Well. Of course, everyone’s positive comments are also welcome.

　　Compare yourself

　　
　
(End of this chapter)