The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

When I opened my eyes again, the sun on the horizon was already rising, the road in front of me was still so familiar, and the wild flowers on the wilderness were still swaying.

As far as the eye can see is the bare cherry blossom forest. If Takeya remembers correctly, this place is called the Tomb of the Undead.

Looking left and right in confusion, there were actually many people standing scattered around. They were dressed in different clothes, including suits and leather shoes, straw sandals and raincoats, and even armor and military uniforms.

The only thing they have in common is that under the rising sun, they all present a translucent and unreal feeling, like undead, or rather

They are the undead.

"Hey, old man, how did you die?"

"Me? I accidentally fell into the lake and drowned while fishing. What about you, young man?"

"Uncle, are you so miserable? I'm okay. I owed some money and couldn't pay it back, so I fell on the train at the tram stop in front of my house."

"Yeah, it sounds painful."

"It's okay, okay, it disappeared in an instant. It's not a big deal. There was a guy over there who was said to have been stabbed to death by his girlfriend. Tsk, tsk, that was much worse than me."

"Young man, you are so big-hearted. It seems that there is another little guy over there."

An old man in a raincoat, holding a bamboo stick, came to Takeya who was standing there blankly.

"Boy, hey, come to your senses young man."

"Uh, huh?"

"Haha, it seems that you haven't figured out where you are yet, young man."

The old man sighed softly, as if he had seen this situation countless times, and he said slowly:

"Do you still remember how you died? Young man."

"die?"

Takeya frowned, saying that he only remembered tasting the curry made by Rikka, why he returned to Gensokyo for no reason, etc.!

Looking around, Takeya understood the situation for a moment, and his expression suddenly became very exciting:

"Damn! What the hell is it like to be poisoned to death by the dog food you distributed!"

"It's poisonous. Well, it seems that your experience, young man, is a bit miserable compared to ours."

Seeing Wu Ye's ugly face, the old man sighed slightly and shook his head:

"Please forgive me and accept the change. Since you are dead, don't miss the things in this world."

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Pointing at himself with tears in his eyes, Takeya couldn't say anything, and he didn't know whether he was angry or depressed.

"You are very lucky, young man. It is said that Lord Death is coming to save us today. You are just in time and don't need to stay here. Seeing that you are so young and will not commit any serious crimes, you will probably be reincarnated soon. .”

Patting Wu Ye's shoulder comfortingly, the old man slowly turned around and left, while muttering incomprehensively:

"It's strange. People who come here shouldn't be all suicides. Why are the souls of those who were poisoned also here? Could it be that they committed suicide? Weird things happen."

Damn it, he died like that?

Until now, Takeru has no way to accept this fact. It is said that he was a good young man who enjoyed helping others every day. He was always the first to do the hard work. The best young man who did good deeds and never left them behind unexpectedly disappeared like this. ? Ah, bah, bah, what did you say? It’s better to die young!

Let's be honest, he didn't even touch a girl's hand until he was seventeen and he died? !

Well, Reimu’s doesn’t count, Marisa doesn’t count, and Meihong doesn’t count. Well, all of Gensokyo doesn’t count!

He died without even touching the hands of a girl from the outside world! Except for my sister and cousin! This is too tragic! This is too much!

Squatting on the ground and drawing circles in grief and anger, Wu Ye lost all desire to live for a while. Well, he almost forgot that he was dead!

"Depend on!"

Wu Ye couldn't help but curse, and the annoyance in his heart still lingered. He picked up the stones on the ground and threw them forward as if to vent his anger, and then——

"Ouch! It hurts!"

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Things like luck really cannot be measured by common sense. How can people be unlucky after death? Wu Ye is probably the first one.

"Which guy is throwing stones at me?"

What came from the front was the girl's scolding. Looking up, he saw a red-haired girl covering the small bump on her head and looking at him unkindly.

"Is that you? How dare you throw stones at me! Don't you want to cross the river?"

The girl wore a long blue dress with a white hem, a wide belt around her waist, and a pair of thick-soled clogs. However, compared to these strange outfits, the most eye-catching thing about her was the A majestic bulge.

Taking a closer look at Wu Ye, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. This guy is actually bigger than Wenwen. Ahem! What am I thinking!

"Hug, sorry!"

He quickly stood up and apologized. After all, it was the stone he threw that hit the other party. He was not bored enough to even admit this small mistake, even though he was dead.

"Hey, I thought he was a rich young man, but he turned out to be a poor boy. Now he is not in vain, and he is still thinking of making a fortune."

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The girl cursed and muttered to herself, leaving Takeya speechless. Miss, why are you more money-crazed than Reimu? And can't you say such words where I can't hear you? This made me very embarrassed in front of the client!

".never mind."

After staring at herself for a while, the red-haired girl suddenly put a hand on her hip and said:

"It's useless even if I scold you. Just throw it into the river."

".Um, who are you?"

He looked at the "grudge-holding" girl dumbfounded. Although he had a vague guess of his own, Wu Ye still asked for that glimmer of hope.

"me?"

The red-haired girl shook her hair and said with a hearty smile:

"Of course it's the God of Death, can't you tell?"

".hehe."

I knew it would be like this! Wu Ye roared crazily in his heart. Human luck is really unpredictable. He offended the God of Death as soon as he died. Could it be that he was cursed like what the guy from Dansheng Valley said?

Wu Ye, who had given up treatment, pulled his head and asked gloomily:

"Hey, let me tell you, shouldn't the God of Death stay on the Santu River? This is the Tomb of No Destiny."

"Huh? How do you know that the God of Death works on the Santu River?"

Glancing at Takeya in surprise, the red-haired girl didn't hide anything and told him the reason directly:

"The work of the God of Death is indeed on the Santu River, but yesterday I went to Gensokyo to have a drinking party with someone. Oops, I didn't wake up until the morning after drinking, and I forgot all about work, so in order to make up for it a little, I stopped by. Let’s extradite some undead souls from the Tomb of No Purpose, hahaha.”

Are all Shinigami such laid-back guys? Can you skip work and work as you please? Thinking of the tragic undead who had nowhere to go, and thinking of himself who was now one of them, Wu Ye felt a little sad for no reason.

The future is dark.

"Okay, now that I've talked nonsense, if I don't work, I'll be lectured by Master Shiki again."

Clapping her hands together, the red-haired girl shouted:

"Yo, everyone, pay attention -!"

Her voice seemed to have a special charm, and all the undead immediately turned their attention to her.

"It's time to go, everyone."

After the words of the God of Death fell, a wonderful thing happened. All the originally translucent undead souls seemed to have been evaporated and turned into a burst of light particles like fireflies. Finally, the whole body shrank into a faint blue sphere with a long drag. A long trail came to the red-haired girl and hovered around her.

The red-haired girl looked at this scene with satisfaction, while Takeru looked at it all with a sense of freshness. Then, the two looked at each other, and saw the death girl tilting her head cutely:

"Ah? Why are you still in human form?"