Traveled through time and space and became Sukuna, but the host was Yukinoshita?

Chapter 174

They followed the remnants of the cursed power left by the cursed spirit and met many local villagers living in the village on the way.

The two people's clothes were completely different from those of the villagers in the village. The villagers on the road looked at the two young outsiders with curiosity and scrutiny.

The white-haired boy didn't take these people seriously at all, just chatting with his friends, but Xia Youjie noticed something strange from the eyes of these villagers.

Maybe it's just xenophobia, the more closed the place is, the more so.

Xia Youjie thought so in his heart, and quickly put aside the discomfort of being scrutinized.

Following the conspicuous remnants, they came to the rugged mountain road far away from the village, and the cursed spirit couldn't help but appear behind the two.

He thought he was hiding well, but he didn't know that his whereabouts had long been exposed under the eyes of two special-grade sorcerers.

This is a second-level cursed spirit that has not even reached the quasi-first level, and its IQ is just that.

"The so-called legend of the hidden gods is nothing more than the victims being eaten up by the cursed spirits. Ordinary people who can't see the cursed spirits have a hard time, and they have to compile legends for the victims." Gojo Satoru complained and stopped.

"The unknown is always the greatest fear of mankind. Compiling legends is also to give a new definition to this unknown, so that we can feel more at ease. Ignorant people are all like this." Xiayou Jie said.

The calm tone made the white-haired boy glance at him.

There is no need to take action. The cursed spirit manipulation technique is absolutely suppressive for low-level cursed spirits. As long as the strength is two levels lower than that of the magician, the step of surrender can be omitted and absorbed directly.

Xiayou Jie stretched out his hand with an indifferent and calm expression, and the body of the cursed spirit that tried to sneak attack the two people immediately twisted and was swept towards the palm of his hand by an irresistible attraction.

In just one second, the cursed spirit that had been attacking the villagers for years turned into a turbid glass ball with a faint amber fluorescence in the palm of the ball-headed boy's hand.

After swallowing the glass ball, Xiayou Jie said casually: "The commission is completed. Go to the client to report and you can go back."

"Oh, it's really easy. Let's go around Shikoku tomorrow and then go back?" Gojo Satoru put his hands behind his head and said with a relaxed look.

At the same time, a faint doubt emerged in his heart.

For such a simple task, why would Jie, who travels around the world, massacre the entire village?

...

"The client is a man named Sugizaki Nobuhiko, who seems to be the village chief." Xiayou Jie said while recalling the task information.

"So, where is this village chief now?" Gojo Satoru spread his hands and asked.

Xiayou Jie looked around, then walked up and asked a kind-looking old woman for the address of the village chief's house, who kindly showed him the way.

The ball-headed boy smiled and thanked him, and went to the village chief's house with Gojo Satoru.

Although it was not as good as the house in Tokyo, the village chief's house was obviously much more luxurious than the houses of other villagers. It was a bungalow that combined Japanese and Western styles, and it also had a spacious courtyard with grapevines.

"Who is it?"

Not long after, a fat man with a crew cut ran to the yard and opened the door for the two.

Sugisaki Nobuhiko, who was wiping his sweat, was stunned when he saw the two tall young students, and seemed to have no idea why these two outsiders came to knock on his door.

"It was you who issued the commission." Xiayou Jie reminded.

Sugisaki Nobuhiko suddenly realized and patted his head, nodding and saying: "Yes, yes, yes! It's me! You are the students sent by the technical college, right? Come in, come in!"

The village chief invited the two into the house, and the village chief's wife enthusiastically served them two cups of hot tea: "There is nothing good to entertain at home, only some coarse tea, please forgive me."

"It's okay, about the commission..." said Xia Yujie with a smile, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man.

"Ah, yes, yes! Commission, commission!" Gojo Satoru was about to reach out for the teacup on the table, and Sugisaki Nobuhiko waved to signal them to follow him, "Please follow me, both of you."

The white-haired boy raised his eyebrows, picked up the teacup and followed Xia Yujie behind the village.

Sugisaki Nobuhiko took the two to the study. There were many bookshelves in the study, but most of them were empty. There were only a few basic old books scattered around, and a few low-quality imitations of artists such as Van Gogh and Picasso were hung on the wall.

He lifted a piece of floor in front of the desk, revealing a secret door and a staircase leading to a dark basement.

"What kind of family would have a secret door in the basement?" Gojo Satoru complained while sipping tea.

Sugisaki Nobuhiko wiped his sweat again, and his fat lips trembled: "Two demons are imprisoned under here! They must be the culprits of this series of disappearances!"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and even the sunglasses on his nose were crooked.

Wasn't the culprit just solved by them a few minutes ago?

The white-haired boy reached out to straighten his sunglasses, then turned his head to look at his best friend beside him.

Xiayou Jie shook his head calmly, indicating that he should not be anxious and wait and see what happens.

The two followed the village head and his wife down the stairs. The couple walked in front, lighting candles on both sides of the wall as they walked.

After walking out of the narrow staircase, Gojo Satoru and Geto Summer Oil found that it was not a basement at all, but a dark dungeon.

"My lords, please look, these are the two damn devils!"

Sugizaki Nobuhiko pointed at the two little twin girls imprisoned in the dungeon and said viciously.

When he saw the two little girls covered with scars, Geto Summer Oil was stunned: "This is..."

The white-haired boy next to him also put away his casual expression and frowned slightly: "It's a magician."

The middle-aged man spoke with disgust in his eyes, as if he was looking at two bags of garbage: "These two people are not normal in their heads, and they often use strange powers to attack villagers!"

The wife of the village chief also hurriedly said: "My grandson was almost killed by these two people!"

The imprisoned black-haired girl immediately retorted indignantly: "That was him first..."

"Shut up! Monster!" The spit from the middle-aged woman's mouth almost splashed on Geto Summer Oil's face.

"The same goes for the parents of these two!"

"I should have killed you when you were still babies!"

The sisters trembled with anger and shouting. The tattered clothes they wore could not hide the scars on their bodies.

Nanako and Mimiko, two twin sisters, had a big dispute over who was the older sister.

At that time, their parents had not been murdered by the ignorant and ugly villagers. Although they were ostracized by the villagers, they could still play with each other and were greeted by their parents when they returned home, so they did not feel lonely.

Until their parents were killed by the villagers who gathered together, the already unsatisfactory living conditions of the sisters deteriorated sharply.

Bullied at school, pelted with stones on the way home, and ostracized everywhere in the village, the two little girls were helpless and could only chew on the memories of the past and snuggle with each other, while listening to their parents' advice and enduring the injustice of life.

"Nanako, Mimiko, listen carefully." The mother's gentle whisper often echoed in the ears of the two sisters in the venue, "You can't use your spells casually. Spell s are used to help others. Don't use them for evil. Do you understand?"

It was not until the village chief's grandson, a fat kid with buck teeth, wanted to touch Nanako in the scene that Mimiko couldn't bear it anymore and taught him a lesson with a spell, but because she was not familiar with it, she didn't control the power well and almost hanged the fat kid on the spot.

The result was that the two were imprisoned by the angry village chief's family, and the scars on their bodies were all whipped.

The couple beat the two imprisoned little girls into evil demons.

"Jie..."

Gojo Satoru looked at his slightly stunned friend worriedly.

Now he finally understood a little that the Xiayou Jie in the world would commit the evil of slaughtering the village.

Xiayou Jie seemed not to hear the worried cry of the white-haired boy, but just stroked his forehead with his hand, as if thinking about something.

In a trance, he saw the village head and his wife who were killed by him, the villagers who were slaughtered by the cursed spirits he released, and the village ignited by the blue flames.

"Hateful monkeys."

A familiar whisper seemed to ring in his ears, that was his own voice.

Glancing sideways, the haggard "Xiayou Jie" was standing beside him: "Monkeys are of no value at all, you will embark on the same path as me."

"...What!?"

The ball-headed boy turned his head suddenly.

This was the first time that he, who was supposed to be just an illusion, had a conversation with himself.

In the dreams he had seen before, he was just a pure spectator who could not affect anything in the dream, nor could he move around at will.

But he quickly calmed down and asked: "How can you be so sure?"

"Because I am you." "Sugar Oil Jie" turned his head and shifted his gaze from the sisters in the yoke field to the boy with the ball head.

So, he clearly saw the haggardness on "his" face, as well as the powerlessness and anger deep in his eyes.

"But what I experienced is different from you." The boy with the ball head retorted.

"Yes, Tennen Riko survived and was not killed by Zenin Shinji in front of you." "Sugar Oil Jie" did not refute, but just pulled the corner of his mouth and laughed sarcastically, "But that has nothing to do with you, right? It's just because a stronger person took action."

"That's all. "

"You are still the weakest one. Needless to say, you are not as strong as Gojo Satoru, nor as strong as Yuki Kujiu, not to mention Lin Qi, whose strength is even stronger than Gojo Satoru."

Faced with the ridicule of "Ketsu Suguru", the boy with the ball head was speechless for a while, because he knew that what the other party said was the truth.

"I know that I am weak. If I can become Gojo Satoru, maybe the fantasy of creating a world with only magicians can really come true."

"Ketsu Suguru" returned his gaze to the sisters of the yoke, and the expression on his face gradually softened.

"But I am neither Wuzhaoju nor the strongest, so I need family, not the kind of blood relationship, but family members who can entrust each other with the same great wish."

"You are me, I am you. You won't change because of the differences in the things we have experienced, because we are essentially Xia Youjie."

The bunny boy was silent for a long time.

He wanted to deny "self", but he found that deep down he actually had a hint of recognition of the other party's actions and the path he embarked on, so he fell into strong self-internal friction.

It was not until Wujou's voice sounded again in his ear that Xia Youjie suddenly woke up from the hallucinations in front of him.

"Jie, kill these two."

Nympho

That noisy summer:

Chapter 299 Chapter 107 The only close friend in this life

"It's really great...this is the power that can change the world."

"As long as you have Rika, you don't need to collect curses bit by bit."

"Next time...I must get it next time"

Xia Youjie, who suffered a very serious injury and lost half of his arm, moved out step by step against the wall.

However, as if he noticed something, he finally gave up and slid down against the wall.

"You're so slow." Xia Youjie said with a smile, "Impur."

"I didn't expect that my family would be defeated in the end, and my family would be safe, right?"

2 Facing the question from his former close friend, the white-haired man slowly spoke with a heavy expression: "Every guy has successfully escaped, and it is also your retreat order in Kyoto."

"Well, that's true." Xia Youjie smiled sarcastically, "Unlike you, I am a gentle person. You sent those two people over, because they would be defeated by me, and used as a bombardment for Bone B as the premise of sending those two people over. Agent, right?”

"I believe in you very much at this point. I believe that a person like you with principles will not kill young magicians without reason." Gojogo said confidently.

"Do you trust..." After hearing this word, the one-armed man with disheveled hair couldn't help but chuckled, "I didn't expect you to have such feelings for me."

He took out an identity card with his only remaining arm and threw it to Gojo Go: "Help me return this to him."

Wu is Yi Gu Youtai’s identity card.

"It turns out that you did the primary school incident."

"Well, that's right."

"I can't stand you."

Gojo Gou sighed slightly, "Finally, do you have anything else to say?"

"...No matter what others say, I will always hate the monkeys." Xia Youjie said stubbornly, "But I don't even hate the high school students."

"It's just... in such a world, I can't laugh from the bottom of my heart."

Gojo Gou walked up to him and squatted down, whispering.

"Feel sorry."

Xia Youjie suddenly widened his eyes, but finally laughed helplessly: "At the end, I'll say something to curse me..."

Nympho

"I said, it's enough."

The white-haired man looked at Xia Youjie who had lost his life for a long time and was speechless until a familiar and unfamiliar voice rang behind him.

"You are me in the parallel world, right?" the white-haired boy said casually.

After a slight pause, Gojo Go turned around and looked at himself, who had become much younger, with his beautiful eyes emitting a faint blue light.