The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Yakumo Zi's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly became interested:

"tell me the story."

"It is said that a long time ago, when Yan Mo was on trial in hell, he threw a pure white soul into the deepest part of hell, and that thing seemed to be entrusted to Yan Mo by that soul, and asked her to hand it over to the right person. "

"Pure white soul..."

The facts of this period are too long, and these few words alone can only piece together an obscure and one-sided strange conjecture, which is too far from Yakumo Zi's original idea.

Her original intention was just to find out the mystery of Wu Ye, but what she didn't expect was that the more she investigated, the more mysterious she became. There are countless signs that Wu Ye has some "origins" related to the past.

Starting from Yonglin's anomaly, then to the gods of Moriya Shrine, and then the Hellcrow from the old hell, and now even the Hades of Hell can have a little something to do with it.

She can tolerate Wu Ye getting involved with any force, except Hell and Hades.

But fortunately, his relationship with Hell does not seem to be that "close". When he thought that Wu Ye actually threw something that he had kept for so long into the Santu River with a trembling hand, Yakumo Zi couldn't help but want to laugh.

The complex expression on her face gradually eased, Yakumo Zi glanced at Takeya who was still playing eagle catch chicken with Hoshigum Yuki from a distance, and turned to Cuixiang and said:

"The date of the lunar war has been set, and it will be tomorrow."

"So anxious?"

Cuixiang was taken aback:

"What about Wu Ye? Do you think he can master that ability in one day?"

"impossible."

Under Cuixiang's astonished expression, Yakumo Zi actually denied the possibility of Takeya without thinking too much, but it seems that she didn't really care about it:

"There are still too many unknowns about Wu Ye's ability, and it's too early to rely on it, but it's okay, anyway, we have come up with a new method specially for him."

Chapter 29 Failure is not scary

"From tomorrow, be a happy person, feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world, from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables, I have a house, facing the sea, spring flowers bloom..."

"Wu Ye, it's so early in the morning, why are you so nervous!"

Youmu was very distressed, because she only slept less than five hours last night, and when she opened her eyes, she heard Takeya howling ghostly on the bed in an extremely strange posture.

After staring at his appearance and thinking for a long time, Youmu finally found a word from his poor vocabulary to describe his current appearance——

Live without love.

Maybe it was just a sleepless night and an unpleasant morning for Youmu, but for Takeya, he felt that he was going to become a saint.

A sage sacrifices himself for the benefit of the world.

It may be a bit difficult to benefit the world, but self-sacrifice for others is not far away.

Nested in the corner and thought about it for a while, Wu Ye finally had to stand up and face the reality.

"Youmu, you can go back tonight, do you want to bring any special products?"

"Huh? Really?"

Youmu, who was a little absent-minded at first, almost jumped up when he heard this:

"Did Yuyuko-sama think of a way to take me back?"

"The first is not Miss Yuyuko's idea, it's Zi's idea, and the second is not Miss Yuyuko who wants to pick you up, it's me!"

Said that in the end Wu also showed a kind of grief and indignation towards death, and Yaomeng was taken aback for a while. She didn't understand why Wu seemed to be riding a bicycle and the wheels flew away. Painful face expression.

Not in the mood to explain to Youmu, Takeya packed his luggage there with a stinky face:

"If you have anything to prepare, prepare it as soon as it is dawn. We will set off as soon as the sun goes down."

"Set off……?"

Youmu tilted her head, puzzled and said:

"Is there a long detour to go back to Gensokyo?"

"Not really, this time we're going from there."

As he spoke, Wu Ye freed up a finger and pointed in the direction of the sky.

"There?"

Looking at the endless blue sky in the direction Takeya pointed, Youmu was taken aback:

"Is the entrance in the sky? Wu Ye, are we going to the sky?"

"No, you're wrong, we're going to the moon."

"……Eh?"

The smile on Youmu's face froze for a moment, and she suddenly felt her neck was a little stiff.

Wu Ye spent the time of breakfast explaining, and Yaomeng finally understood what they were going to do today in a daze. To be honest, compared to Wu Ye, who had accepted his fate and accepted the reality, she was a bit hypocritical:

"War on the moon, is it really going to be fought? Just tonight?"

"That's right, according to Zi's words, this is a feint attack, and it's you who went to the moon as a cover for us."

"Wu Ye, you want to go too?"