Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

The effect of the spell, which mainly responds by closing the five senses, can only become the material of the cursed power accumulated by Gintoki under the mechanism of absorbing cursed power.

The beams of light emitted one after another were blocked by the seemingly fragile wooden sword.

After the cursed spirit had to let go of the prey that came to its door.

Quickly got a strategy to deal with it.

The one-eyed man stared at Gintoki alone, and the dark purple beam of light seemed to be aimed at him like a spotlight.

Focused on the samurai who was fighting alone on the battlefield.

Gintoki did not dodge, and his movements were full of the refreshing feeling that the tossing of the year was finally over, and he shattered the beam with a big movement.

The dark purple light disintegrated instantly.

There was no chance to condense again.

With his back to the watery moonlight tonight, when the sky and the earth seemed to be radiating silver-white light and merged into one, the man stood upright in front of the cursed spirit and raised Lake Toya.

He split the huge cursed spirit in one knife.

The dissipated curse was completely integrated into the ocean of cursed power.

"It's done. Everyone is so energetic. It's tiring for Gin-san to always follow the little ghost on missions. Finally, I don't have to take such a long car to go to this remote forest to dig mushrooms."

"And most of them are poisonous, so they can't be eaten at all. It will be very disappointing if there is no suitable loot..."

Ah, there really is.

When Gintoki put Lake Toya on his shoulders, he happened to look down and saw a brand new copper coin placed where the cursed spirit originally resided.

It emitted a soft golden glow under the moonlight.

He decisively rushed over and pressed the copper plate, and dug it out from the middle of the round stone.

"One hundred yen, how lucky."

"But it's already this level, at least put in a hundred thousand to be more in line with the status. The famous land god only takes a hundred yen for offerings, which is really a meager pocket money. Well, Jump God will charge 230 yen every week."

"Let's make a deal, God. You have already ascended to heaven successfully, so don't be so fussy about things that you can't take away, just give me a little more."

Gintoki kicked the stone.

The next second, the whole stone suddenly exploded.

Gintoki raised his hand to block the flying stones and jumped back vigilantly.

There was a sweet fruity scent lingering on the tip of his nose. It couldn't be that there was really something hidden inside.

He stared at the center of the stone.

He couldn't continue to look.

But his body was paralyzed and stiff, and he didn't move at all.

The muscles that had originally grasped Lake Toya twitched and trembled, causing the wooden sword to fall to the ground with a crisp sound.

Then Gintoki had no choice but to kneel down, and his will forcibly supported his uncontrolled body.

Eh?

Something is wrong.

What happened just now?

No matter how hard the cursed spirit fights back, as long as it is still attacking with cursed power, it is impossible to directly affect Gintoki's body.

Huge cursed power? A momentary time difference?

Objectively, such a thing is absolutely impossible.

So this is not the poison of the cursed spirit.

It is the poisonous gas of modern industry.

In the forest, if you are poisoned by snake venom, scorpion venom, or mushroom poison, it is easy to explain, but how to explain this to Glass.

In the gradually blurred vision, the whole world seemed to rush towards Gintoki.

Before falling here according to instinct, he quickly groped for Lake Toya on the ground and accurately pierced his side abdomen.

After coughing and spitting out blood, the urge to vomit in the body finally eased a little, and the throat that was originally spasmodic and unable to breathe also eased the symptoms due to the body's natural reaction.

Gintoki used his magic power to strengthen his body and prevent the further spread of the toxin.

Keeping the state of bleeding, keeping his mind awake because of the pain, he rushed towards the direction with the faintest fruit fragrance.

The magic power seemed to be a toxin that suddenly penetrated the body.

Gnawing at the nerves with poisonous fangs.

In the pain of running, it settled in the stomach and surged again and again with breathing.

But this is much better than sitting still and waiting for death.

Whether it is the skin or clothes on the body, there are still toxins. The top priority is to stay away from the juniors who are assisting the supervision and standby, and find a water source that can wash away the poison gas.

After quickly rushing out of the diffuse range of the fragrance, Gintoki decisively adjusted the direction and ran to a low-lying area.

Just as his feet stepped on the soft ground, the next second, there was a dripping sound.

"Ah..."

I got hit again.

Gintoki simply quickened his pace and ran to the front before the bomb exploded.

As a result, the more he ran, the more bombs exploded below.

"Ahhhh!!! This is too much, too targeted. Don't let me catch you, the mastermind behind this.I'll let you taste the bomb, too. Explode, bastard!!!"

It really hurts, damn it!

In a short time, Gintoki ran through the entire process from the original cave to the river bank. It seemed that the bones he had grown had pierced his internal organs, and there was a lingering pain everywhere.

"Isn't this good? Anyway, I can't sleep this way."

"Ah, I'm sleepy."

Gintoki bit off the uniform of the Jujutsu High School, pulled out the cloth strips with force, and slowly wrapped them around his arms, tightly connected to Lake Toya.

The physiological tears overflowed due to the poison gas not only made his face wet.

The vision was also blurred and he couldn't see the surroundings at all, but this also made other perceptions sharper.

He walked towards the river bank with a steady pace.

The two people waiting in the water and the eight people hiding in the forest on both sides, a small team of ten people in total.

Perhaps this visual effect was chosen deliberately to prevent Gintoki from noticing of poisonous gas.

But if that was the case, the smell of gunpowder on both sides was really strong.

Gintoki approached the river as if he knew nothing.

When the blades of the two people just emerged from the water, Toyako had already stabbed into the water along with the murderous aura he felt.

The bloody smell lingering in the nose came from not only himself, but also another source.

Gintoki ignored it at all, knelt on the shore and drank the turbid water, and kept vomiting out the contents of his stomach.

He did not stop until the symptoms of poisoning in his body eased.

No one dared to disturb him.

Even though his white hair was covered with dust, his face was wet with tears and saliva from poisoning, the river water he kept drinking was mixed with someone's blood, and his body was shaking instinctively from vomiting, Gintoki looked extremely embarrassed.

The mercenaries lurking on both sides with guns and rocket launchers could even see the amplitude of the uncontrolled twitching of the human body.

They didn't need to be afraid.

Gunpowder would dilute the uneasiness.

They shouldn't waver at all.

How could a professional mercenary retreat to a mere one person?

What's more, he only had There was a wooden sword, not even a sharp blade.

But they watched helplessly as their companions stopped moving the moment they drew their swords and were washed away by the river.

Professional instincts screamed that they would die the moment they pulled the trigger, but professional qualities were also wailing.

They were hired to eat.

If they took the mission and ran away without even doing it, they would not be able to eat this meal in the future.

Finally, after a tacit decision, the mercenaries collectively chose Gintoki to drink the water again, raised his dirty head from the river, and acted the moment he was about to spit out the water.