The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Say, Reimu."

"What?"

"I heard Wenwen say that there are a bunch of kappas with explosive technology over there at Monster Mountain?"

Wu Ye shook off the unknown talisman in his hand and walked close to the wall for a while and asked:

"Haven't they ever thought about using their technology to benefit everyone? For example, putting an electric light on this dark wind cave or something."

"it's out of the question."

Reimu, who was also troubled by the lighting problem, wanted to agree with Takeya's statement, but unfortunately, the actual situation did not allow it.

"Now that we all know that this is the Wind Cave that leads to the underground, do you think anyone will be willing to come here? Let alone installing electric lights, I'm afraid they will all turn around and leave as soon as they hear the name of Fantasy Wind Cave."

"Huh? Why?"

"Why, Takeya, are you doing it on purpose or do you really not know?"

Reimu asked without looking back as he continued walking:

"Let me ask you, what lives underground?"

"Underground? Isn't that the resentful spirit you mentioned?"

"You also know that it is a wraith, so let me ask you, is there anyone in Gensokyo who would like such a thing?"

"Well that's not the case."

After being mentioned like this by Reimu, Takeru finally understood what she meant. The people living underground were all resentful spirits. Even if there were other existences besides them, they would probably be hated by the creatures on the ground.

Since we all hate each other from the bottom of our hearts, who would be willing to deal with them? This is no wonder why the wind cave is in such a conspicuous place, but it looks dilapidated.

Precisely because everyone knows that the Wind Cave can lead to the underground, everyone chooses to ignore it.

"I see."

Takeru shrugged and said that he would never ask such a stupid thing again.

"But having said that, this cave is really long. We have been walking for almost twenty minutes, right? We haven't reached the end yet."

"There's nothing strange about this."

Lingmeng waved his hands and pasted a few more talismans on the walls of the cave for lighting:

"Let me tell you, this distance has already been shortened. Otherwise, if we want to walk from the ground to the ground, at our speed, we will not be able to reach it in ten and a half months."

"Shortened? What does that mean?"

"It literally means that the road from the surface to the underground is shortened."

"Is this made by Zi?"

Takeru asked in surprise. The only person he could think of who could make a fuss about the concept of distance was the realm monster Yakumo Murasaki. With her power, she could control the realms of far and near in an instant. .

"Although I'm glad that you finally understand what a bad guy that realm monster is, it's a pity that the distance here is not her fault."

Reimu shook his head as if disappointed, and then said:

"It's the gods of death who shorten the distance."

"grim Reaper?"

This is really an unexpected answer.

"It's them. The old hell is the original hell. Those gods of death thought that the journey to transport sinners underground was too long, so they gathered together and used their abilities to shorten the distance to the underground."

Lingmeng turned around and asked:

"I remember last time, Takeya, you went to the Santu River and met the God of Death, right?"

"If that guy Komachi who doesn't do his job can be considered a god of death, I think so."

"Then you should know that those gods of death have the ability to control distance, right? They used this ability when transporting the wounded and undead on the Santu River."

As he spoke, Reimu shrugged and said with a smile:

"It's just that those gods of death have manipulated the distance of the underground passage too much, resulting in this distorted distance that can no longer be repaired, and no one thought that hell would actually collapse."

"Why do you feel so happy?"

"No, how could it be possible? I just can imagine the helpless expressions of the God of Death and the King of Hell. As a living person, it must be very satisfying, right?"

"Reimu, if you die in the future, you will definitely be sentenced to hell."

"Well, then Takeya, you will definitely accompany me."

"I won't! I'm a good young man, you can go to hell alone!"

"Hahaha."

Talking unscrupulously about people's fearful thoughts, Reimu smiled happily at this. Perhaps it is because they are closer to death and understand death better than others, so they have such thoughts, right?

After all, they are all humans. Even if they have power that can rival monsters, they still cannot escape the shackles of lifespan.

Compared with some youkai who cannot see the day of death but are always afraid of death, maybe humans like them, whose life span is only a few decades and are as short-lived as a flash in the pan to the youkai, are not bad, right?

"You laugh so happily, you're not afraid of choking."

"Haha, Takeya, are you jealous?"

"you"

"Okay, okay, no more joking, someone is here."

Quietly putting away the smile on his face, Reimu stepped forward and stood in front of Takeya, throwing out four talismans to expand the range of illumination. A pair of eyes stared at the dark abyss ahead, coldly. road:

"Whoever is hiding there, come out!"

"Woo"

Unexpectedly, what came from the depths of darkness was not a roar declaring territory, nor was it fear of retreat, but a pain similar to struggle.

Reimu lowered his body slightly, adjusted his center of gravity and was on guard. Takeya originally planned to summon Gungnir to help Reimu rob the formation, but he just thought of Remilia's angry little face. He hesitated, and decided to He took his hand back.

Not long after, a slender body slowly walked out of the dark cave against the cold wall.

"Please, please wait a moment."

The visitor was wearing a dark bell-shaped skirt, with brown eyes and yellow hair, and her hair was tied in a bun with a ribbon. At first glance, she looked like a rare Xiaojiabiyu-shaped beautiful girl, but her clothes were damaged and her face was stained. Weakness makes it too late to appreciate this beauty.

"Please don't do anything! I really don't know anything."

Seeing Reimu's appearance, or to be precise, seeing Reimu's red and white miko uniform, the girl's already pale face became even more colorless. She was lying on the ground and prayed softly:

"I really don't know anything, please let me go. Miko-sama!"

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Lingmeng's expression was complicated. He hesitated and finally put down the imperial coin that was half-raised.

As a Hakurei miko, Reimu has been respected by humans and monsters since she was a child, but the girl's expression as if she could eat people made her feel uncomfortable.

Being in awe is a good thing, but being in awe to the point of fear is not very comfortable.

"stand up."

Reimu frowned and pointed at the girl on the ground with his royal coin:

"Tell me what happened here?"

"Woo"

The girl was obviously shocked by Reimu's aura, and she lowered her head and did not dare to speak.

"Tsk!"

As expected, she couldn't talk properly. Reimu raised her eyebrows and without saying a word, she wrapped her spiritual power around her feet, and then stepped hard on the ground where she was. In an instant, a terrifying crack spread from her feet.

"Whoaaah——"

The lying girl shrank back several steps with a look of horror on her face, and quickly begged for mercy:

"Don't do it! I'm so weak--!"

"well"

Reimu pressed his ears that were aching from the noise, sighed, tried his best to put on a fierce expression, glared at the girl and said fiercely:

"Stop nagging and tell me now! Otherwise, I will punish you immediately!"

"Okay, okay!"

The girl responded tremblingly, obviously frightened half to death by Reimu. She hesitated for a while with tears in her eyes, and then she spoke in a low voice:

"My name is Black Valley Mountain Girl, and she is a native spider who lives here."