The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Well——I remember that there is a new shrine that has moved over to Youkai Mountain. What's the name? Moriya Shrine seems to be. Why don't you go there for a while and wait?"

"Absolutely not!"

Seeing those two gods in the current state, he will definitely be forcibly saved!

"Hey, why are you so determined..."

Looking suspiciously at Wu Ye with a determined face, the red-haired girl froze for a moment, then tried to ask:

"Then, there is a sun flower field near here, the scenery is not bad, why don't you go somewhere and wait?"

"...This is absolutely not!"

The ghost knows what will happen to him when he sees that tyrant again. Can the trick of deceiving a child be used a second time?

"You are really troublesome."

After two consecutive suggestions were rejected, the red-haired girl said with some distress:

"I don't go here or there, so maybe you want to go to Santu River with me."

"Hey, this is possible."

"...Are you serious? What a brain problem, there are still living people who are willing to go to Santu River."

"Actually, it's nothing, it's not what you said, I'm already 'half-dead' now?"

Wu also smiled indifferently:

"And I'm still curious about Santuhe, so I'll leave it to you, Miss Death."

"Really, there are such guys in the world. Forget it, it doesn't matter if I take you there, but relatively, don't cause trouble for me."

"learn."

"Well, and..."

While guiding the undead around her, the red-haired girl casually introduced herself:

"Don't call me Miss Death, it sounds weird, call me Komachi, Onozuka Komachi—that's my name."

"The god of death also has a name..."

After a sudden pause, Wu Ye smiled and said:

"Understood, then Miss Komachi can call me Wu."

"Takeya? I always feel like I've heard the name somewhere...Forget it, let's go."

Seemingly talking to himself unintentionally, after knowing Takeya's name, Komachi didn't say much, and guided the undead to leave the Tomb of Misfortune.

"Ah, that's right."

Wu Ye who followed suddenly called out to her.

"Miss Komachi, since you are Shinigami, there must be that, right?"

Thinking of this, Wu also stretched out his hand and gestured:

"The god of death has a sickle, right? Where did your sickle go? Didn't you bring it?"

"Huh? Scythe, I pawned the wine money yesterday, ahem, no, I accidentally forgot it at home."

"Hey! I heard it! You actually traded the sickle for wine money! Are you a god of death? Are you really a god of death! How can there be such a cold and unreliable god of death!"

Chapter 19 Santu River

"Hey, little brother, come and taste the meatballs here."

"Selling masks, newly made masks!"

"A lottery draw every fifty coins, the prizes are huge."

Looking at this bustling street that seemed to be holding a festival, Wu Ye was so shocked that he could not speak for a long time.

"Is this really the path of the undead?"

"Hehe, it seems that Wu Ye has never seen such a scene, right? It's not surprising that you are surprised. After all, when you talk about Santuhe, you must only think of places like the lonely and lonely place. scene?"

Takeya nodded silently. It was indeed as Komachi said. When he first heard that this was the road leading to the Santu River for the dead, his first impression was a barren land overgrown with weeds. The stairs covered with lanterns, I never imagined that it would be so lively.

"The dead also like to be lively. Here, sometimes the living who like festivals will visit."

As Komachi waved her hand, all the undead wandering around her changed from a spherical shape to a human shape again, and quickly merged into the lively festival.

Under the awe-inspiring eyes of all the dead, Komachi led Takeya across the path that the people gave up. Gradually, the noisy voices behind him gradually faded away, and at the same time, a long river that seemed to have no end appeared in front of them.

"It's here, Santuhe."

"Here is..."

Wu Ye opened his eyes slightly, looking at the "river" in front of him, no, isn't it too arbitrary to call it a "river"?From Wu Ye's point of view, this seemed to be a pool of immobile stagnant water accumulated in the river bed.

The water surface of the Santu River is terrifyingly quiet, without a trace of waves, and you can't feel any wind when you stretch out your hands. The surrounding river surface is still wrapped in a strange thick fog, which really makes people shudder.

"It's rare to come here once. Do you want to go to the other side to see it? You may be the first to reach there as a living person. This time you will be free."

"Really? Thank you so much."