The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Meihong stared at Wu Ye with dark eyes, and took the lead to break the silence: "Why is there such a big commotion, but no one came to investigate? Is the defense of Kyoto already weak to this extent?"

"no."

This time Wu Ye did not choose to escape, but stood up and looked at the gate of Kyoto from a distance: "Look there."

"Huh?" Mei Hong looked in the direction Wu Ye indicated, and there was nothing under the city gate, not even a guard guarding the gate.

This is obviously very wrong.

Meihong cast a puzzled look at Wu Ye, who didn't answer, but put out the bonfire with soil, and walked towards the city gate with Meihong.

When the two approached the city, Meihong realized that it wasn't that there were no guards guarding the gate, but that there was no one in the entire city.

Meihong couldn't help but flew into the sky, from which she could fully see the whole city.

On the deserted streets, only roadside lanterns were lit alone, and the gorgeous Kabukicho was still brightly lit, but there was no one there.

This extremely weird scene made Meihong feel chills in her back.

In this almost completely normal Kyoto except for the lack of signs of human activity, there is only one place that can attract Meihong's attention.

That is Fujiwara House.

She flew towards that place involuntarily, and Wu Ye silently followed behind her without saying a word.

It should be a forgotten memory, but Meihong's body seems to be guided by something, and she finds the location of Fujiwara house exactly.

Unlike other places in Kyoto, only here is a dilapidated scene.

It was an extremely abrupt picture difference. On the street ahead, the stalls used by merchants during the day can be clearly seen, and the bustling scenery can be clearly felt even now when there is no one there.

But under such an environment, the dilapidated Fujiwara house even dropped the door plate on the ground, and the broken door was covered with cobwebs. When it was gently pushed open, the sound of creaking teeth was almost hard to hear.

The front yard was horribly dirty, as if no one had cleaned it for several years. There were fallen leaves all over the ground, and even the few tea trees that Fujiwara Bubiwai had planted with his own hands were dead.

Stepping into it, the feeling of another world filled Meihong's mind. She couldn't help but bent down to pick up the broom that was randomly thrown on the ground, but was stopped by a sudden attack of flames.

The fiery fireball ignited a path of fire along the ground, Meihong shook the scorched black on her hands with a cold face, straightened up and looked in the direction of the attack.

"What..." Her eyes were wide open, and after a surprised note came out of her mouth, she kept her mouth open and froze in place.

Not for anything else, just because the guy who attacked her was her "self".

With white hair and red eyes, the flame feathers wrapped around his body condensed into the shape of wings, like the wings of a phoenix, exuding a dangerous aura.

There is no doubt that it is "myself".

Meihong doesn't know how to describe this weird feeling, she should be the genuine one, but the other party seems to be "herself" no matter how she looks at it.

Like the Huiyin I met before, this "Meihong" also had no possibility of communication, and launched an attack the moment she saw her.

Fortunately, there is already a strange Huiyin as a buffer, and this time seeing another self, Meihong does not have too much entanglement.

She ignited her own flame, and in the next second, two balls of red flames collided in the air, her fist and the opponent's fist collided, and even the strength seemed to be almost the same.

"Tch, pretending to be a ghost...!"

No matter what the opponent is, Meihong will not show mercy, and after fighting Huiyin, she vaguely grasped the way to fight these strange guys.

Although the abilities and physical qualities they possess are almost exactly the same, but the use of this power is different from each other.

After a short confrontation, Meihong confirmed that although the opponent was as powerful as herself, they were far behind in terms of operation.

"Give me a rest, you!"

Seizing the opportunity to interrupt the opponent's energy accumulation, Meihong punched the opponent's head, and the "self" who flew upside down collided with the wall of the front yard, unable to get back up again.

This is the only way to deal with the undead Penglai people. Although it is not really killing the opponent, Meihong can guarantee that this guy will not be able to get up for a while.

Mei Hong turned away subconsciously, Wu Ye was still standing far outside the door, not intending to come in, obviously according to the previous sequence, at this time he should come in and do something to the fallen "self".

Soon, Meihong knew the reason why the opponent didn't move, because the opponent had another one.

"Hey, what the hell is this, a war in the mirror?"

Looking at the boy who was holding Gungnir in front of her in a wooden manner, Meihong supported her head, feeling a little headache.

After getting rid of "myself", the next one who appeared was "Wu Ye".

Turning around again and looking at the real Wu Ye outside the door, she shrugged helplessly, Mei Hong sighed, and knocked down the "Wu Ye" in front of her very simply.

No pressure.

It would be better to say that the enemies encountered along the way seem to be getting weaker and weaker. The original Kaguya Ji can still bring him some threats, and so can Huiyin, but now, the other himself and Takeya are almost just passing through the scene .

After both of them fell to the ground, Takeya finally stepped into Fujiwara House and took the two glass beads from their bodies.

Suddenly, Meihong seemed to finally remember where she had seen that glass bead.

Before, a long, long time ago, she had seen... no, she had.

Isn't that Nanban's toy? It seemed to be very popular in Kyoto at that time. Although Meihong lived a miserable life in Fujiwara's house as a child who was not valued, she could barely afford something of this level. .

So...why does Wu want to collect this kind of toys?And still collect from these weird guys?

While thinking, a group of resentful spirits surrounded them.

The corners of Mei Hong's mouth couldn't help twitching. The resentful spirits in front of her are actually a bit reluctant to say that they are resentful spirits, but a group of spirits who cannot escape from reality and were forcibly left behind were born because they could not return to the pure land for a long time Resentment.