The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Komachi shook his head and said:

"The property that a soul can possess refers to the sum of money that its close people are willing to spend for him after its death."

"Are there any things to burn for funeral affairs?"

"That's pretty much it."

Komachi nodded, and then said to Takeya jokingly:

"So remember to make more friends when you go back, so that you may become a rich man among the undead after you die."

"Eh……"

He looks away in disgust, although this is indeed a very important matter, but when he thinks about Wu Ye carefully, he finds that something is wrong, he is not on the verge of death yet, what is going to happen if he goes so early and thinks about what will happen after him!Almost dried up this bowl of broken chicken soup...

Chapter 20 The Judge of Hell

"Well, isn't it here yet? Komachi, didn't you say it would be soon?"

"This is already the fastest speed."

"But, I can't see the other side at all."

"Nonsense, the river is full of fog, how can you see it?"

"...there is a reason."

I don't know how long I sat on Komachi's boat, 5 minutes? 10 minutes?In short, Wu Ye's state has changed from curiosity and excitement at the beginning to boredom and stomachache.

Seeing an Erlang's leg holding the reed branch that was just stained on his clothes, Wu Ye shook his leg and urged himself:

"So slow, so boring..."

"Wu Ye, you bastard..."

Komachi shook his head helplessly. Since ancient times, this is the first "undead" who can be sent across the river by the god of death in this way, right?

"That's right, Komachi."

Knowing the other party's carefree character, Wu Ye was no longer restrained, and asked casually:

"I'm idle anyway, can you tell me some stories?"

"...Hey, you bastard, what do you think of the god of death on the ferry?"

Although she complained in this way, it was obvious that Komachi was also a talker who was unwilling to be lonely, so she asked again honestly:

"Then what story do you want to hear?"

"Whatever, ferry the undead, communicate with some famous dead... By the way, this is a rare opportunity, can you tell me about Hades?"

"Yan Wang? Are you talking about Lord Four Seasons?"

"Yes, that's the one, the name seems to be called, Yamasanadu?"

"It's Four Seasons Yingji, right? Yamasanadu is the title of the position held by Lord Four Seasons."

"Yes, that's her."

Four Seasons Yingji Yamasanadu, Lord Yan Mo of hell, speaking of it, Wu Ye once had a relationship with this supreme judge of hell.

I remember that it was several years ago, when the Hakurei Miko was not Reimu, but the ancestor Miko.

The specific memory has been blurred, and Wu Ye only remembers that once he entered Gensokyo, he happened to meet the Reimu of the ancestral shrine maiden who was about to go out to find the night away.

The two left the shrine together, and found the hangover ancient priestess beside the small car stall outside Renzhiri. She was being preached in a half-drunk and painful state, and the person who dared to preach to Hakurei priestess It was Four Seasons Yingji.

At that time, Wu Ye was still young and didn't know how powerful this Yan Mo was, but when he grew up, he gradually understood the power of a young girl, er, no, it was the power of Siji Yingji.

"Master Four Seasons..."

Perhaps Komachi didn't expect Takeshi to ask such a question, but fortunately, she is a talkative guy, or she is the representative of Gensokyo's rough nerves, and she has no worries about talking about her boss in private.

"Master Siji is a very serious person. To put it bluntly, he is serious to the point of stubbornness. Sometimes it is really troublesome."

"troubled?"

"Every time I skipped work, she would come to my door."

"..."

Isn't this a matter of course!Facing Komachi whose speech was full of jokes, Takeshi managed to hold back the desire to complain. It wasn't because he was taking care of Komachi's mood, but he had a hunch that if he spit it out, the topic would never be able to stop. .

"However, although Master Siji is sometimes very annoying, she is actually a very kind person."

"Even if you preach every time?"

"Haha, this doesn't count."

Komachi rubbed his head and laughed nonchalantly:

"Siji-sama, as the chief referee in hell, has always worked hard."

Speaking of this, Komachi put away his joking expression, and said in a rare serious tone:

"Because if a person's crime cannot be accurately judged, then it may cause irreparable harm to the other party. Even if it is an ordinary person, Master Siji will try his best to judge."

"The verdict..."