The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Hmph! Go back!"

Reimu, who was in a bad mood, threw the package in Wu Ye's hands, and walked back angrily, but felt a meaningful gaze on her.

Turning his head suddenly, he found that in the shop full of sunflowers, the green-haired flower demon was watching him with a smile.

"What are you looking at!" Lingmeng snapped back angrily, and the corners of Wu Ye's eyes twitched slightly, after all, this tyrant was notoriously hard to mess with.

But unexpectedly, Kazami Yuka, who was targeted by Reimu's Wuminghuo, didn't do anything, but this maliciousness scared another customer in the store.

The girl with white hair Shengxue was dressed in a simple but very exquisite costume, which was very eye-catching among this person. In Wu Ye's memory, there seemed to be no one else except the Patriarch of the Painida family who would dress so formally.

But when he saw the girl's face clearly, his mouth never closed again.

When the hatred and tyranny were washed away from this girl, only the innate aristocratic temperament and the tranquility and nature accumulated for thousands of years remained.

"Is it my sister, is my sister red?" Wu Ye's tone seemed a little uncertain.

"Gui'an, Wu Ye-kun, Miss Lingmeng." The girl with arched eyebrows shattered Wu Ye's three views with unprecedented tenderness, and the elegant but polite address seemed to leave a gap between the two. There was a faint sense of distance.

"It's you, you don't feel bored wearing so many clothes on a hot day." Lingmeng is always very impatient with the so-called "female power", especially after seeing Wu Ye's expression, her broken pieces Thoughts are filled with some kind of unspeakable resentment.

Facing Lingmeng's harsh words, Meihong just smiled noncommittally, and she said softly, "It's Huiyin who wants to renovate the temple house, so she entrusts me to find some props that can be used for decoration."

If history hadn't entered the corridor of tragedy, then Meihong's flower arrangement must have been excellent. Even though she became a native of Penglai, she turned into this strange but enviable appearance. Is this also the world's choice?

"You two...are you going back?" Meihong said with some regret when she saw the big and small bags in Wu Ye's hands. Maybe she still wanted to invite the two of them to choose some decorations to send to Huiyin.

Seeing such a younger sister, Wu Ye always felt an indescribable sense of disobedience.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked abruptly: "Mei Hong, do you... still remember Hui Ye?"

"Huh?" Surprise that didn't seem fake flashed across her face, Meihong frowned slightly, and said distressedly: "Hui Ye...who is it? Sorry, I don't seem to have any impression of this name... "

"..."

Wei Wei opened his eyes wide, Wu Ye was silent for a while, and then said apologetically: "Ah, it seems that I accidentally confused someone's name, haha."

Then, Wu Ye took two steps forward and handed all the things in his hand to Reimu who was already impatient, and showed her a hearty smile: "Reimu, I suddenly want to take a good look at this Gensokyo, so these things I beg you to take it back."

"What?"

This is probably the worst reason Reimu has ever heard from Takeya, no matter from any aspect, it can only be seen that he wants to get away.

It's a pity that Wu Ye had already disappeared from her sight without waiting for Lingmeng's attack, leaving only her chest heaving up and down, and she had nowhere to vent her anger.

Far away from Reimu's claws, Wu couldn't help but smile with a successful plan.

He also didn't understand why he became like this. On the one hand, he knew that he didn't belong to this world at all, and he didn't belong to this Gensokyo. To them, he was just a malicious stranger.

But, on the other hand, he couldn't restrain himself from completely substituting himself into the "Takeya" of this world. Whether it was talking with Reimu or interacting with other people, it was all from himself. Behavior of the heart.

But now, he desperately wants to know how different this world is from his world.

Along the route of memory, Wu also came to the lost bamboo forest, which should have been shrouded in grotesques and mysteries, but now it has become a lush greenery full of life, without the breath of monsters, and only fairy tales are left like peace.

Walking on the carefully paved gravel road, Wu Ye came to an old mansion with the word Fujiwara written on the door plate in square characters.

Eternal Pavilion, which was supposed to be Kaguya's residence, was covered by a not-so-unfamiliar mansion. Subconsciously raised his head to look at the blue sky, Takeya's gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the distant distance, and see On the back of the rising moon, I saw Her Royal Highness Princess of the Moon Capital who had been welcomed back.

Leaving this place that does not belong to him without saying a word, listening to the performance of the goblins, Takeshi also crossed the sun flower field, crossed the magic forest, and climbed the prestigious mountain of monsters.

He saw a scene where monsters and gods lived in peace, and the Sun Goddess, who had been fighting endlessly for profit, was sitting and drinking with the leader of the Tengu without airs.

He saw Moriya's miko hurriedly running back and forth at the banquet from a distance, and noticed him, and she even sent an invitation to him from a distance.

Laughing and dodging Cuixiang who came up to persuade him to drink, Wu also walked through the way of the middle and strolled on the bank of the Santu River. The god of death who came back and forth was not curious why a living person appeared here. They can't breathe.

There was only one guy who could float along the river leisurely, and Takeshi happily called Komachi, who was usually lazy, and got on her boat and came to the other side.

Without the great battle thousands of years ago, hell and the other side are still united. After thanking Komachi, Wu also quietly hid his breath and came outside the right and wrong hall.

Siji Yingji sat in the hall as always, completing her work meticulously. She was not haunted by the curse called fate, she was spotless and so holy.

Leaving calmly, Takeya Wuzhihu walked by, bypassing the strongest ice spirit in Gensokyo, and inadvertently revealed to the inspecting Sakuya that Meiling was lazy in front of the Scarlet Devil Mansion, and yelled loudly The black and white of routinely preparing to escape caused the Scarlet Devil Mansion to be noisy again.

On the edge of the geyser, I found a fantasy wind cave that has changed its appearance drastically. After passing through the long cave, the underground world that has already become a paradise for ghosts comes into view. Occasionally, I saw hell crows flying overhead. Today she also A carefree day.

Intentionally avoiding the territory of the Jue clan, Wu Ye finally arrived at the last stop of his one-day trip to Gensokyo.

Passing through the Netherworld at the end of the sky, along the long stone ladder, Wu also came to the sunny underworld.

Looking at the false clear sky above his head, this may be Yakumo Zi's handwriting, thinking this way, he declined Youmu's kindness to lead him, and walked into Baiyulou alone.

The huge Westbound Demon still sits in the atrium of Baiyu Tower, but the malicious lingering aura no longer exists, and soft footsteps rippling behind him in a trance.

Wu also understood, he didn't even need to use any words to know that it was not Yuyuko, the undead who was born because of Yuko's thoughts, but the real Yuyuko, who died as a person and then became an undead. son.

The underworld will not be free from the constraints of the four seasons just because it is independent of Gensokyo. In summer, the Baiyulou can even feel the breeze blowing up from the heat waves.

Therefore, this season's Westbound Demons only have huge bare bodies, but they can't bloom bright flowers.

However, Wu Ye raised his hand to catch a falling cherry blossom.

It is so lonely, so sad, so desperate, even at this point, she is still trying to reverse the almost doomed ending.

Wu Ye held the cherry blossoms in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, as if praying, and put his head on Xixing Yao's cold body, the smile along the way finally faded slowly from his face.

Before he knew it, there were more guys behind him, Reimu with a complex expression, Yuko with a hesitant face, and