I'm practicing ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Yuji, who was sleeping in the bed, opened his eyes, looked at the sunny morning, scratched his head and said, "It rained so hard last night. I don't know what happened to Senior Xia Ri. A lot of people died. This is the special grade... Although I haven't met him, I feel that he is much better than the one I met before. No, it's possible that the one before was not even worthy of carrying his shoes."

I don't understand. They are all defined as special-grade cursed spirits, so why are there so many differences in their strength? This special-grade one caused such a large-scale massacre just by twisting the souls of others.

If it weren’t for Senior Xia Ri holding back, more people would have died.

He picked up the "Golden Eagle" on the table, looked at the current time, and left. He thought he had tried hard to get closer, but he didn't expect that he was still far away.

[August 8, 6:7]

"What are you going to do today?"

Looking at Fushiguro Megumi standing at the door, Yuji raised his arms to show off his muscles and said, "Do you want to comfort those injured people? Don't look at me like this, I am very good at comforting others."

"No, I'm here to take you back. There shouldn't be anything else for us to deal with here."

Xia Riyue suddenly poked his head out and walked over from the side. "Go back and have a good rest. After all, for us sorcerers, being able to survive every battle is a luxury. There is no need to work too hard."

"Good morning, Natsuhi-senpai."

Seeing the sudden arrival of summer sunset, Yuji hurriedly said.

"Good morning, Yuji, how did you sleep last night? Did you have any nightmares?"

"No, no."

Faced with the sudden concern, Yuji felt very honored at the moment. After all, he did not participate in the frontal battlefield yesterday. He was just escorting humans and also felt the raging flames in the city as night was about to fall.

This was all done by Senior Natsuhi. Afterwards, he followed Fushiguro Megumi to see that the ground of the entire street had turned pale and had also crystallized. It was obvious that the temperature was so high that one could still feel the residual heat and the already unbearable ground by touching it with one's hand. The cement ground had become brittle because of the high temperature.

There was a big hole in the middle of the road. I only made a rough estimate at the time. After all, I was using a mobile phone flashlight, so I couldn't see it clearly, but it was definitely dozens of meters long. There was also a sharp scratch in the hole. According to Fushiguro Megumi, it was a horizontal cut.

Yuji Itadori unconsciously looked at the long sword on Xia Luo's waist and asked curiously: "Senior, have you become an immortal?"

Summer Sunset: ???

What is this child thinking about all day?

"Sage Mode is not about becoming an immortal..."

Megumi Fushiguro on the side complained, how could such an unrealistic question come out of his mouth, this world is about reality, and he is just talking about theology.

"They are all the same, Sage Mode and Sage, just two words. Isn't it like this in some novels, where a man wants to chop the sky with a sword, and the immortals are endlessly slaughtering gods."

Yuji Itadori began to give examples from novels he had read before.

"..."

"..."

The two were speechless. The child had been seriously harmed by the novel.

"Let's go, it's time for us to leave."

"Well, let's go, Brother Xia Ri."

Xia Luoshe and Fushiguro Megumi turned around and left, but Yuji was still talking about the immortal plot he had watched.

……

【10:05】

"Well, I see."

"it is good."

"Ah."

Tokyo Jujutsu High School, principal's office.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao hung up the phone, his face heavy, the death toll in Okinawa this time was roughly counted;

More than 1,500 people.

And this data can only be more, not less. It will take a few days for more accurate data to come out. Or the evacuation time was too hasty. It took seven days to evacuate Shinjuku in Tokyo last year, which resulted in zero deaths.

But this is only zero death for non-magicians, not sorcerers.

"Hey……"

Yega Zhengdao sighed deeply, and at this moment he wanted more and more to kill Gojo Satoru who was traveling abroad. After all, in such an emergency situation, only he could arrive at the scene quickly.

It's becoming increasingly difficult to deal with. What on earth do these damn cursed spirits want to do?

"Special Grade Curse Spirit"

In addition to his strong strength, he also possesses a certain amount of wisdom, which is why they are defined as "special grade" because they are special;

When a normal special-grade cursed spirit is born, strange phenomena will occur in the area, such as a picture similar to a baby in the placenta will appear in the sky, and these will be monitored by the "window";

This cursed spirit had no intelligence when it was born, but it had strength. A normal first-level magician could deal with it before it grew up to prevent the situation from escalating.

This is the first time we have seen so many cursed spirits gathering together like this year, and their intelligence should not be underestimated. As for the main messenger of this "One Hundred Demons Night Parade", he must have seen that Gojo Satoru was not around, so he dared to do this, using non-magicians to restrict the magicians and successfully escape;

You know, it's not difficult to kill a special-class person in Xia Luoshe at this moment. This is not an exaggeration. One person slaughtered almost the entire Kamo family. How could he not kill a special-class person? There is also the special-class curse tool, but it will become very cumbersome in the city, just because it is not a magician...

He is very smart, and beyond ordinary people, because only this kind of intelligence can deceive others.

"It's difficult to handle."

Ye Mo Zhengdao slowly stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the young magicians running on the training ground, he had to admit that they were given high hopes. This year's first, second and third grades were far superior to previous years, whether it was the Tokyo school or the Kyoto school.

They are all given high hopes. As long as they don't die, they can all become first- or second-level magicians in the future.

Chapter 186: Overseas Mission, the Devil's Simple Smile

It was around eleven o'clock when Xia Rishui and others returned to the Jujutsu High School. Yidi Zhijie Gao was going to take Yoshino Junpei to investigate the death toll in detail. Except for the first, second and third year sorcerers in the Jujutsu High School, all other sorcerers went to participate in the rescue.

Since the fourth year students at Tokyo Technical High were not at school, Maki and the others had no idea what was going on in Okinawa.

“Plop—boom!”

As the "Golden Eagle" slowly landed on the ground, Xia Rishe and others also jumped down.

"elder brother!"

Ueno Shunhui ran forward and shouted, "I slept alone at home last night, and then miraculously, I found myself at Maki's house while I was sleeping."

"I see. That's really remarkable."

When Xia Luoluo picked up Shunhui who ran towards him, he felt like a father. Although he didn't know what it felt like to be a father, he knew from the memory of this body that as long as he kept that very kind and gentle face, everything would be fine.

"Slug Immortal!"

"Hello, Sunhye-chan, I'm back."

The slug fairy climbed from Xia Rilu's shoulder, along his arm, to Ueno Shunhui;

Shura climbed out of the pit and sat quietly aside.

"We're back."

Yuji and Fushiguro shouted.

"..."

But I found that no one was paying attention to me...

"Why don't you text me back?"

Zenin Maki took Ueno Shunhui from Xia Rilu's hands and looked at Xia Rilu with a frivolous frown, as if an elder sister was asking her brother why he didn't come back.

"This phone is soaked in water."

Xia Luoluo took out the cell phone from his pocket that could no longer be turned on, shrugged helplessly, and said, "I'm going to take it to be repaired this afternoon. I'll make you whatever you want to eat tonight."

“Top steak!”

“Pork rib soup!”

“Beef stew with potatoes!”

“Sweet and sour…”

The four people who were waiting for Xia Luoluo to say what they wanted to eat shouted, and the names of the dishes they listed were more and more exciting, as if they had rehearsed them in advance.

"..."

Fushiguro and Yuji, who were standing by, looked at Nobara and Mafuyu who had already rebelled, speechless.

"Okay, if you can't finish it I can stuff the bowl into your stomach. After all, it's shameful to waste food."

Looking at Panda and others who were announcing their dishes, Xia Luoche smiled slightly.

Time flies. After lunch in the cafeteria, Xia Riyue took Ueno Shunhui out to play and buy food. He did not tell her that he was leaving, but just stayed with her quietly.

As night fell, Xia Luo finished his meal and coaxed Ueno Shunhui to sleep. He waved to the slug fairy on the wall, gently stroked Shura on the ground, and said in his heart: "I will be away for more than ten days and will be back soon. Please keep an eye on Shunhui and Maki."

"Okay, Master. Go out and rest assured. I will definitely keep an eye on them."

Shura nodded.

Xia Riyue breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door to leave. It was 11:40 now, and there were still twenty minutes before those guys arrived. He was a little curious about what the Spell Director's Department was like.

"Click——"

The door was closed. Xia Lu, who was carrying a black backpack and a cross-body bag, looked up at the moon. Maybe it had become a habit. Every time he went out, he would look up at the current sky.

After all, the weather affects a person's mood, and his mood is also affected by the weather. He will feel depressed when it rains, but if the scenery outside is beautiful, he will also sigh at the beauty of the moment;

When a person is extremely bored, he will become good at discovering things that he could not see before.

He was going to disassemble the huge "golden eagle" that was placed in the forest and make some smaller "golden eagles". He forgot to restock, and there were only a few "Fairy Magic·Explosive Clay·Flying Birds" left in his messenger bag.

From the battle with the Kamo family until now, there are only five "flying birds" left out of the original thirty in the bag.

"King, you are leaving, so let me go with you."

Diablo, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, bent down and whispered to Xia Luoshu.

"No, you should stay in the Jujutsu High School for the time being. You are needed here more than me. As a killer, you should not let me down."

"Will you not disappoint the king?"

Diavolo paused as he tried to raise his body, his brain worked rapidly, and his eyes stared at the ground for a long time without moving away.

That sentence just now definitely has some meaning. As a killer... is that right? !