The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Uh, that's right." Although she didn't know why Eirin asked about this trivial matter, Kaguya answered honestly: "She said to let me go to the castle in the sky, there are people waiting for me there."

"A castle in the sky? Has Her Royal Highness promised her?"

"Let's say I agree."

"is it?"

Hearing this, Yonglin hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, you may have to renege on that tengu's invitation, but in exchange, I will go instead of you."

"Eh……?"

At this moment, the Earth Spirit Hall——

"Wait, Akon, what did you say?"

The owner of the Earth Spirit Temple is also the owner of all the pets here. Gu Ming felt a sudden headache because she heard the request from her pets.

"Master Jue! Ah Kong wants to go to the ground!"

The honest hellcrow Akong said bluntly: "Just now I suddenly can't feel the master's breath!"

"Akong is going to find him!"

"But……"

Gu Ming felt a little embarrassed, because Ah Kong couldn't leave the ground, not only because her power was too destructive, but also because too many people had warned her not to let Ah Kong leave the ground.

Among them, especially the entrustment of the King of Hades, Gu Ming didn't dare to treat it casually.

Ah Kong is a dead-headed person. What she believes will not be changed no matter what. Even Gu Ming, who has the ability to read minds, feels powerless because she meets Ah Kong, who is meaningless to the ability to read minds. null.

"Oh, what should I do..."

……

Everyone in Gensokyo is moved by the light curtain in the sky, either by responsibility, interest, or whim.

But at this moment, as the center of discussion by everyone, no one knows where Wu Ye and Meihong are the initiators of these light curtains, not even Wu Ye and Meihong themselves.

For Wu Ye, when he came back to his senses, he had changed from being a robber to being the one who was robbed.

"Irreverent guy! How dare you block the frame of the right minister! Are you tired of work! Come, take them all down for me!"

Brush brush --!

A dozen shining long knives were drawn out of their sheaths, and a dozen guys in armor surrounded him, Wu Ye was instantly dumbfounded, what the hell is going on!

"Hey, sister red, when did Renzhili become armed to such a degree...?"

The murderous intent in the opponent's eyes startled him, and the chill on the knife made his body tremble. Suddenly, Wu Ye had lost his position, so he could only pin his hopes on Mei Hong, who was behind him.

It's just that Meihong's appearance is not much better than him, she was also shocked by the other party, but the reason for her shock is quite different from Wu Ye.

"Impossible...that's Fujiwara's family crest, and the frame of the right minister? How is this possible...!"

After being shaken, Mei Hong's face was still pale, but she still grabbed Wu Ye, gritted her teeth and asked:

"Takeya, you bastard, what kind of wish did you make with the magic mallet!"

Chapter 9 Mr. Kosaka

Da da.

The frightened deer in the courtyard made a crisp sound, sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat full of luxury, the air seemed to be filled with a taste called nobility.

In the tea-scented quaint room, Wu Ye was sitting upright. Although he repeatedly warned himself not to be nervous, the slightly trembling hands behind him were still full of sweat.

The maid beside him didn't know how many teas he had added for him, and Wu Ye always drank it habitually every time, not only to cover up his inner panic, but also because he didn't know how to taste tea at all.

But even if Wu was raised and disabled by the previous generation of witches, so that he didn't understand tea at all, then he could detect from years of experience that this tea was by no means ordinary.

"This is tea brought from the mainland, Mr. Kosaka must be familiar with it, right?"

"When, of course..."

A word from the superior master pulled Wu Ye's mind back from the sky, and he subconsciously set his eyes on the middle-aged man who was speaking, but immediately moved away again.

Not counting the ones on TV, the highest-status person Wu Ye had ever seen in his life was nothing more than a representative of the citizens, so he couldn't get used to such a guy with aristocratic temperament in his gestures and gestures.

Fujiwara didn't wait, just the two right ministers, this is the person who is talking to Takeya now.

This seemingly remarkable middle-aged uncle is actually really remarkable. Although he doesn't know how to describe it, he is already very remarkable for being able to make the history idiot Wu Ye remember his name in his books.

But these are not the key points. The key point is that the right minister is a figure from the Nara period, that is, an old antique more than 1000 years ago when Takeya lived.

If it wasn't for the whole family running out of the grave to play disco in this situation, then he must be dreaming.

But if you want to say that this is a dream, then this dream is too real!

Takeya's thoughts began to fly freely again. It was accidental once or twice, but it happened only three times. Fujiwara Bubiwai put down the teacup in his hand and asked with concern: "Mr. Kosaka? But the hospitality is not good?"

"Uh, no! Of course not, you are worrying too much..."

"Haha, I overlooked that. Mr. Kosaka has worked hard all the way, so he should go to rest first."

"Then thank you..."

Wu Ye breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, in the eyes of Fujiwara Bubi and others, this scene was just a smile, and nothing was revealed.