The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"It's true that I often go out at night, but it doesn't mean that I don't sleep at night! Be careful, I will really beat you, Hundan!"

"I know, I know," Wu Ye plucked out his ears that hurt from Meihong's shouting, and said helplessly, "Speak softly, Meihong, it's so late, it's not good to disturb the neighbors."

"Then it's okay to make me noisy!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, calm down."

"Humph!"

Angrily, Mei Hong turned her head to ignore Wu Ye, but she turned her head back after a while, stared at the unconscious Yi Ji on Wu Ye's shoulder for a long time, and then asked, "Who is this guy?" Who is it, look at the face, your friend?"

"Well," Wu Ye thought about it carefully, shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be counted."

"No? Could it be that it was picked up on the road?"

"Yeah? How did you guess, I really picked it up, uh, anyway, the one my cousin picked up is almost the same as the one I picked up."

"..."

Hearing this, the corners of Mei Hong's mouth twitched a few times, and her complexion became unsightly: "That means you dare to disturb Lao Tzu's dream because of an irrelevant guy?"

"Aren't you still asleep..." Wu Ye muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?!"

"Ahem, I mean, she's actually not completely irrelevant." Hearing the voice raised several degrees, Wu also retreated resolutely after seeing Meihong's increasingly fierce eyes.

"Oh? Then tell me, what is the relationship between her and you, no!" Meihong gritted her teeth, and said with a vicious smile: "Tell me about the relationship between her and Lao Tzu, why should I want to fight for you at night?" She suffers!"

"Uh, in fact, she should have something to do with you." I didn't expect Meihong to ask such a difficult question, but when it came to this, Wu Ye's tone suddenly became a little subtle.

Seeing this strange reaction, Mei Hong was taken aback for a moment, she frowned and asked, "Could it be related to Lao Tzu?"

"Well, let me think about what to say."

At this time, Wu was also in a bit of a dilemma. Yi Ji's identity was really hard to say. If she was Kaguya's sister, even if it was the half of her life that was so hard-won, she would be gone in the next second.

But if she lies to Meihong, she will be exposed immediately when she sees Miss Yonglin, and if she does that, she will become herself if she dies!

Staring at the moon with a bitter face for a long time, Wu Ye said grumblingly: "She should, um, be your enemy, er, enemy?"

Although Yi Ji is Kaguya's older sister, their relationship is not good no matter how you look at it, and considering Kaguya's narrow-minded character, saying that they are enemies... Maybe it's too much, but it barely makes sense.

Sure enough, after listening to it, Meihong just curled her lips in disdain: "The enemy's enemy? Tch, what is this?"

Wu also guessed this reaction, according to Meihong's personality, friends are friends, enemies are enemies, friends of friends are passers-by, as for enemies of enemies...I don't care.

In Meihong's eyes, Wu Ye's statement was just a lame reason that she found casually. Her enemy in Gensokyo is only Kaguya, and as for Kaguya's enemy, how could she know.

But according to that guy's character, she must have enemies all over the world!Meihong thought maliciously.

After losing interest in Yi Ji's identity, the two casually chatted about some unnutritious nonsense along the way, and soon arrived at Yonge Ting.

"Well, Ms. Yonglin is here..." Wu Ye was about to knock on the door, but before he could finish speaking, Meihong pushed him away.

"Wait, when will someone answer the door when you shout like this, really."

As she said that, Meihong kicked the gate flying, and kicked Wu Ye in by the way. Under the latter's expression of black lines, she roughly removed the half of the door panel, then lay down on it, and gave a slap He yawned and said, "Hurry up and get it done, I don't have much patience."

You are worthy of being a sister, man, man, but the kick you kicked was really intentional, wasn't it?

Without further ado, Wu Ye walked into the Eternal Pavilion according to his own memory, and as expected, the next second, Kaguya Hime, a disused house in sportswear, appeared dragging the door panel with a pair of big red eyes.

"Damn turkey, you dare to smash my mother's monitor! Come out and die!"

Chapter 8 Did you pick it up?

"Hehe, I even brought a helper here, you are quite courageous, Wu Ye, I will let the old lady get away immediately and leave you a way to survive!"

"No problem, you and Meihong can play slowly later, but you have to take me to Miss Yonglin first."

Kaguya was really angry, but not to the point of being so angry, at least she calmed down as soon as Takeya mentioned Yonglin's name.

"Eirin?" Kaguya asked with a slowed tone, "What's the time, why are you looking for her?"

"I'll deliver the courier," Wu Ye solemnly turned sideways so that Hui Ye could see Yi Ji on his shoulder clearly.

"..."

Takeya's joke easily shifted Kaguya's attention to Yi Ji.

"Wow……"

At this moment, Kaguya's expression was extremely rich, first she was surprised, then puzzled, then playful, and finally a smirk, she made an incomprehensible sound of tsk tsk tsk, she threw away the door panel in her hand, and came forward to look at Yiyi cheerfully. Ji's tragedy.

"Wu Ye, have you pierced through the Moon City? You actually got her down, hehe, that's amazing."

Sighing, Kaguya stretched out his hand and pulled Yi Ji's head, sniffed pretendingly, and said with a playful smile, "Hey, he's still alive, Takeya, wait a minute."

The drowsiness on Kaguya's face disappeared, and he ran to an inconspicuous small room on the side, jingling and clanging, he found a pile of sundries, and finally threw it away with a half-rusty hatchet In front of Wu Ye.

Wu Ye lowered his head and carefully observed the nondescript hatchet, then raised his head uncertainly and asked, "What is this?"

Wen Yan Huiye rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "You are blind, can't you see the knife?"

Wu Ye was confused and said: "What did you give me the knife for?"

"Here," Hui Ye picked up the hatchet and handed it to Wu Ye, then pointed to the unconscious Yi Ji on his shoulder: "Go and make up the knife."