The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"No need, going there will only make you feel worse," Qingming walked straight back with his head down: "Also, it's very troublesome to separate the scattered corpses according to each person."

"..."

It was embarrassing, after hearing Qingming's words, Wu Ye suddenly felt a little nauseous, and the bloody smell that had not completely dissipated in the air stimulated his fragile taste buds.

This was really the worst joke he had ever heard, but he couldn't laugh it out, and he couldn't even make fun of it. He was worried that if he opened his mouth, he would have to run away in embarrassment and spit out the unfinished breakfast.

Ironically, I, who had personally participated in the war, had never seen a real corpse, and was disgusted by the other party's words and wanted to escape, which is really shameful.

It was probably because Seimei was in a bad mood too, when she went back she wasn't as energetic as when she came, and the two of them just kept silent all the way.

After returning to the capital, the old man even prepared the banquet. It seems that this guy is very aware of Qingming's combat power. Hearing the conversation between the two of them, he must be the master Qingming is talking about, right?

To say that Qingmei is putting gold on the old man's face. From Wu Ye's personal opinion, Qingming is not a star and a half better than the old man. I really don't know how he, a master, has the nerve to teach his apprentice.

As one of the "heroes", Wu Ye also took part in the banquet as a matter of course. Unlike the previous meeting, this time his position was right behind Yuko, so he was a little confused by Yuko's barrage of questions.

"Hey, this is not going on an outing. Be clear, we are going to work hard, shall we?"

"What, it won't hurt if you tell me. I have never seen a tengu since I grew up. Do they really have wings behind them?"

"..." Wu Ye, unable to continue talking to Yuko, had no choice but to shut up to avoid it.

In addition, due to the closeness of the seat, he also listened to Qingming's movement a lot, eavesdropping on other people's words is very rude, but the five senses of the body transformed by the demon power have improved a lot, so this is force majeure.

Wu also heard that Qingming told the old man the news that the investigation team was completely wiped out, but the old man just nodded and said nothing more.

So Wu also saw Qingming snatch the wine from the old man's table and run out by himself.

Because the old man announced that this was a long-lost "victory", everyone at the banquet was very busy pushing and changing glasses. Almost no one noticed that Qingming disappeared from the banquet, except for Wu who didn't drink because he was underage. also.

Holding the trace of guilt that couldn't dissipate in his heart, Wu Ye greeted Yuko, and followed them out quietly.

Then Wu also saw Qingming drinking alone under the moon. It should have been an extremely beautiful picture, but no matter what, he couldn't put that foot on the railing, raised his head and held the flagon proudly. The guy who pours alcohol down his throat is associated with the word "beautiful".

Alas, what a pity to be a daughter.

"Hey, Aaron, why are you here?" Seemingly hearing Wu Ye's sigh, Qingming stopped drinking and handed the jug to Wu Ye with a smile: "Would you like some? Master's wine is delicious Woolen cloth."

"Let me tell you, you are definitely not an adult, are you?" Wu Ye stared straight at Qingming's small body and said, "And girls, don't talk about wine every day."

"Wow, it's so long-winded, Aaron, where are you from?" Qingming shook her hands at Wu Ye in disgust, her cheeks were flushed, probably because she was drunk.

Seeing Wu Ye's expression of wanting to complain, Qingming put his foot on the railing hey and put it down, and then forced the jug to Wu Ye: "Come on, let's drink together."

"..."

This time Wu didn't refuse, he took the jug honestly, but didn't drink it, looking at Qingming's side face, he said, "Actually, you're in a bad mood, right? Because of that old man's words."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Your master," Wu Ye stared into Qingming's eyes, wanting to see something: "You just told him what you said just now, and you wanted him to order you to take revenge for those who died. "

Being recalled by Wu Ye, the smile on Seimei's face gradually faded. She turned her head, but her solemn gaze suddenly became mischievous.

pat.

Wu also felt a sudden pain in his forehead, it turned out that Qingming flicked his head, didn't he?I'm wearing a mask, hey, how powerful is it for you to hit the piercing damage?Did you mean it?

"Hahaha," seeing Wu Ye's dumbfounded reaction, Seimei smiled and leaned back: "Aaron, are you an idiot? Or do you think I'm an idiot? Do you think I'm the kind of companion who dies? A guy who wants desperate revenge?"

"..." To be honest, Wu Ye blushed a little, he was ridiculed nakedly, even though he was wearing a mask, this guy could guess his thoughts so easily.

Honestly admitting his immaturity, Wu Ye paused and said, "I thought you would be sad because of the deaths of those in the investigation team, but it seems that I was thinking too much."

"No, I'm really sad." The smile on Qingming's face did not diminish, but her eyes could make people feel that she was not joking: "The dead are human beings, my compatriots, and it is natural for me to feel sad .”

"Then why...?"

"I will be sad, I will be sad, and I will want to avenge them, but I will not say such childish things."

Qingming was lying on the railing, propping her crooked head with one hand, her eyes fell on the silent night sky: "It's my duty to fight monsters, and it's my duty to avenge the death of my comrades. If you shout more verbally If the monsters can be repelled by revenge, how can they die?"

"..." Wu also didn't speak, Qingming's mature way of thinking made him speechless.

"Eat well, sleep well, and just pour out your anger on the monsters in the next battle. The meaning of being alive is to remember those who died, but you can't be bound by them."

As he said that, Seimei snatched the jug from Takeya's hand, and made a gesture of toasting him: "And, with such fine wine in front of you, wouldn't it be a pity not to have a glass?"

Perhaps in some people's eyes, the girl's words are too open-minded and even a bit cold-blooded, but Wu Ye unexpectedly feels that she is so dazzling.

"Come on, Aaron," Qingming handed the jug to Wu Ye again and said, "Have a drink."

Wu Ye looked down at the jug that Qingming handed over, and the guilt in his heart disappeared at some point, replaced by the firmness that should have been found long ago.

"Sorry, Seimei, and thank you."

"Huh? What did you say suddenly, Aaron? I should be the one to say sorry, right? I doubted you for no reason today."

"No, that's not what I'm talking about," Wu Ye shook his head seriously, and said, "You have your responsibilities, and I have mine, so I must say this, otherwise I may not have a chance in the future."

"Baffling, you bastard."

"Haha, maybe, I must have lost my head today, by the way, and—"

He laughed, and suddenly stretched out his hand to take Qingming's flagon, but he still didn't drink it. He raised a small half of the flagon at Qingming and said:

"Minors are not allowed to drink alcohol, this will be confiscated."