The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Different from the cold and dangerous fortifications outside the city, there are exquisite houses one after another scattered here, and the size is also consistent with the small people in Wu Ye's impression.

Behind the uneven houses, or in the guard of these houses, there is a gorgeous palace, which is different from the small houses on both sides of the road. This palace is obviously for adults. of.

"Don't be surprised."

Seeing the palace in front of her, Meihong explained: "The ancestor of the little people was a one-inch mage. He obtained a body the size of a normal person. His descendants will definitely want to follow in his footsteps."

"That's why castles and palaces are built to such a normal size..."

After figuring out all kinds of reasons, Wu Ye was amazed that he was born as a small human race, but he wanted to learn from human beings, which is far from the concept of monsters. Should he be said to be the descendant of Master Yiinch?

Monsters never disdain to learn from the weak, but in the end, they withdrew from the stage of history, and in the end they were not gods or monsters, but the weakest human beings.

Is it ironic, or is such a contradiction a historical inevitability?

Thinking of these, Wu Ye couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and at this time Meihong seemed to have made a decision:

"If the magic mallet is here, it must be placed in the safest place, Takeya, what do you think?"

"This is the only place, right?" Wu Ye pointed to the palace in front of him.

"What a coincidence, I thought so too." Meihong narrowed her eyes and looked at the closed palace gate, then sneered abruptly.

Meihong glanced at the palace in front of her, and said contemptuously: "The defense didn't find it, and there was no strong aura around, or even the aura of living things. What's the point of closing the door in such a palace? Boring!"

With a word of disdain, Meihong's hands were already ignited with wild flames. Before Wu Ye could say a word, Meihong smashed the two flames directly onto the gate of the palace.

In an instant, the magnificent door turned into two pieces of charcoal, which fell straight backwards, saying goodbye to their original duties forever.

"Let's go." Meihong flicked the fire in her hand, and there was no apology for vandalism in her expression, as if all this was taken for granted.

If it wasn't for Wu Ye's conscience, he really wanted to give Meihong a thumbs up, she deserves to be the most competent delinquent girl in Gensokyo.

After two seconds of silence for the unlucky gate outside the palace, Wu Ye hurriedly followed Mei Hong who had gone far ahead.

This palace is not so much a palace as a city within a city. It has its own walls and fortifications, built in the center of the castle, and looks like a castle tower in the Warring States Period.

Anyway, for such an important place, there must be someone to guard it, right?

There is no shadow of a person on the left or right, and Wu Ye has such a ridiculous feeling in his heart, or this is because he is more cautious than Meihong.

In such an important place, if someone came to defend it, he would feel more at ease, but now there is no one in this scene, which really increased the uneasiness in his heart.

This castle tower seems to have six or seven floors, which is definitely considered a tall building even in Gensokyo. The two walked along the internal stairs and went all the way to the top without hindrance.

The top floor of the castle tower, where you can overlook the entire Huizhen City, and at the same time, in the center of the room on the top floor, an isolated altar stands there.

The altar was about five feet long, and a small hammer lay quietly on it.

The exterior of the hammer is covered with strange patterns, which itself gives people a very mysterious feeling. Coupled with the surrounding layout, its identity is almost no suspense.

"It seems that this is the magic mallet." Meihong didn't have so many taboos, she directly stepped forward and grabbed the secret treasure that was said to be able to fulfill all wishes.

As soon as the mallet reached Meihong's hand, it automatically became a size suitable for Meihong's use. From this point of view, the credibility of the rumor seemed to increase a lot.

Meihong grabbed it and played with it in her hand, then nodded with satisfaction: "This is the real thing, that's right, hehe, let's wait for Huiye next."

But at this moment, the happy expression on Mei Hong's face suddenly changed, and her eyes swept across the entrance when they came, "Sneaky, who is it! Come out!"

Almost at the same time as Meihong opened her mouth, Wu Ye looked in the direction of her gaze, and saw that there was an extra... bowl on the tatami that was originally empty?

Chapter 6 Shaomingzhenmiaowan

"Damn thieves, put down the magic mallet!"

The small voice was a bit sharper than immature, staring blankly at the porcelain bowl in front of him, Wu Ye almost shouted "The bowl is fine", but this is not the case.

"Break into our family's castle without authorization, and even try to steal our family's treasure, the heinous thieves, wake up!"

This time Wu also confirmed that the little anger was indeed coming from the bowl, but it wasn't the sound of the bowl.

Under the gaze of the two, inside the bowl, a small figure lifted the lid of the bowl, or appeared with the lid on it.

She was wearing a red kimono, her eyes and hair were light lilac purple, and what she was holding in her right hand, um...whether it was a sword or a needle, was always something so small that it was almost hard to recognize.

The little girl stared at the two "behemoths" in front of her seriously, and there was no trace of fear on her childish face.

Meihong said it was very novel about this, and Wu also said that it was also very novel. After all, neither Meihong from Gensokyo nor the outside world has ever seen a real small human race.

What Meihong listened to was legends, and Wu Ye listened to fairy tales, and now seeing the little people who are present for the first time made them feel very novel.

Don't tell me, it's quite Q to go out with a bowl lid like this.

"Hey, little...ghost?" Facing the villain in front of her, Meihong seldom considered her words, and then asked curiously, "Are you the defender of this Bright Needle City?"

"You, you actually know the name of this city?" The villain seemed to be very surprised when Meihong said the words Huizhen City, but it was limited to surprise.

While speaking, the guarded look on her face became a little more intense: "It seems that the two of you didn't break in by accident."

"So what?" Meihong frowned, showing the arrogance and unreasonableness that a robber should have.

Under the villain's increasingly ugly face, she waved the magic mallet in her hand a few more times, and then said in a natural tone: "It's just right, you come to be a witness, this thing is temporarily owned by us, kid, do you have any objections?" ?”

"Of course I have an opinion!" The villain blushed. She had never seen such a shameless guy. No matter whether she came to ask for trouble or whatever, she would at least have a face-to-face statement. But what about Meihong?

When she came, she just said, I have taken a fancy to your mallet, and then took it away, without any reason, even if it was superficial.

The villain said solemnly: "This is the treasure of our clan, how can I give it to a guy like you at will!"