Ke Xue: I know magic and I want to destroy the world

She walked towards the three children with a knife.

The three children huddled together in fright.

"Brother Chichu, come and save us!"

Big tears were dripping down Ayumi's poor little face.

"Oh, just cry and shout, no one will come to save you."

The old woman slowly raised the knife.

"Who said no?"

A voice sounded behind her.

The old woman immediately turned around with a fierce look on her face.

"Someone actually comes to die!"

She took the knife and rushed towards Chi Chufeng who had just walked down the stairs.

"Brother Chichu, be careful."

Ayumi shouted in panic.

Chi Chufeng gave her a comforting smile.

Then he snapped his fingers handsomely.

The hand of thought suddenly appeared at the old woman's feet and grabbed her ankle.

"Snapped."

The old woman fell heavily to the ground.

Several teeth were knocked out.

"You think this will help your son?"

A faint smile appeared on Chi Chufeng's face.

"Everyone must take responsibility for their own mistakes."

"Either in life or after death."

"Today, I will show you what hell looks like."

The eye of space!

Scenes of horrific scenes appeared in front of the old woman's eyes instantly.

Kishida's soul lay in the void.

A huge blade fell from the air and chopped off his head instantly.

The blade was raised.

His head flew back again.

Then the blade came down again.

Over and over again, beheadings continue.

Fujie Akiyoshi's soul was imprisoned in a cage.

Two palms that appeared out of thin air kept slapping his face.

Kenzo Hirota was suspended in the air by a rope, with his long tongue hanging out.

A pair of dead fish eyes stared at the old woman fiercely.

The tall man without a name was foaming at the mouth continuously.

Miyano Akemi was whipped with a whip, with a strange look on her face.

Finally, Negishi Masaki, who was as black as coal, turned around.

The hollow eyes and hollow mouth are facing the old woman, seeming to tell the horror of hell.

Chapter 21 Are you considered an Onmyoji?

"What kind of punishment do you want your son to receive after his death?"

The deep voice echoed in the basement.

"No, no, I don't want my son to suffer. Please, Lord Death, please let my son go."

"We're going to turn ourselves in, we're going to turn ourselves in right now."

"Never torture my son after death."

The old woman was completely devastated.

Chi Chufeng crossed the old woman lying on the ground and met the children.

Ayumi jumped into his arms.

"Brother Chichu, thank you for saving me."

[Ding, Bumi has a good impression of you, and the current favorability level is 3 stars. 】

Just make a phone call and things will be sorted out quickly.

The police came and took away the criminals.

The case five years ago was solved and the young detective team was in the newspapers.

Of course Chi Chufeng is also on it.

This was a good opportunity to advertise his identity as an Onmyoji, and of course he wouldn't miss it.

"Brother Chichu, why did the old woman keep calling hell, ghost, and death when she was arrested?"

Conan frowned, looking puzzled.

The statute of limitations of the curse has expired, and this boy is no longer unlucky.

But the bruises and black swelling on his face have not gone away.

"I'm an onmyoji, and I have seven or eight ghosts under my control. Isn't it easy to scare her?"

This is the world of Kexue. Where are the ghosts?

Conan curled his lips disdainfully.

It was okay to deceive a few other children, but it was absolutely impossible to deceive me.

"I know." Conan's face showed a smile that understood everything.

"I heard that many onmyojis are good at hypnosis. They can make clients see some illusions and charge a lot of money."

"Does Brother Chichu also know how to hypnotize?"

Hypnotism?

Damn hypnotism.

Looking at Conan with a stinking look on his face, Chi Chufeng really wanted to show him a ghost.

But even if I showed it to him, he would say it was hypnotic.

It has to be like any other method.

"Brother Chichu, where should we explore next time?"

Ayumi asked excitedly.

Looking at Yuantai and Mitsuhiko who were also excited, Chi Chufeng showed a malicious smile.

"Have you heard that there is a gloomy house in [-]-chome, and there used to be a young boy who lived alone there."

"Suddenly one day, he disappeared inexplicably."

"After that, the house always made weird noises, and there were often will-o'-wisps."

As Chi Chufeng described it, the eyes of the young detectives became brighter and brighter.

"After school, let's go exploring the haunted house together."

"The [-]-chome is very close, just walk there."

"Nichome?"

Conan frowned.

My home is in that area, why haven’t I heard of it?

"Brother Chichu, whose home is that?" he asked curiously.

"Whose home it is, I don't know."

Chi Chufeng held back his laughter, "But there is a Kudo sign outside the house."

"Ku, Kudo?"

Conan was dumbfounded.

A young man living alone…

Inexplicable disappearance...

Kudo…

Isn't that my home?

Chi Chufeng has no intention of participating in the subsequent actions of the Young Detective Team.

He is very busy now

Because it was in the newspapers, Onmyoji's fame quickly spread.

Some people even came to invite you.

"Dear Onmyoji-sama, hello, I am Suzuki Kenji, the steward of the Hatamoto family."

"I have an urgent commission. Please come with me."

The speaker was an old man who looked very dignified and bowed slightly.

"Here are the entrustment fees paid in advance, please excuse me."

After taking the check, Chi Chufeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Just one visit brings you 1000 million yen, which is really good money.

"Let's go."

Chi Chufeng stood up.

"Aren't you... going to make some preparations?"

Suzuki Kenji looked at him hesitantly.

"what to prepare?"

Chi Chufeng was a little curious.

Suzuki Kenji looked at him for a moment, said nothing, but bowed to lead the way.

Got in a luxury car and arrived at the pier.

Boarded a luxury ship moored at the pier.

Only then did Chi Chufeng understand why the old housekeeper would ask such a question.

There were already three onmyojis on the boat, all wearing ancient clothes, holding fans, bells, pans and other magic tools in their hands, and some holding a dozen talismans and chanting words.

This is Onmyoji’s great battle.

In comparison, Chi Chufeng was wearing ordinary modern clothes and holding nothing in his hands. He didn't look like an Onmyoji at all.

"Hmph, you don't wear hunting clothes, don't carry magical weapons, and don't carry talismans. How can you be considered an Onmyoji?"

"What happened here is not something that a young man like you can handle. Retreat quickly."

"If you don't want to leave, just stay and watch. Onmyoji's profound secrets can't be seen all the time."