The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Well, Reimu, don't you think it's strange?"

"Strange? What do you mean?"

"Here, right now, where we are standing, it doesn't look like hell!"

Takeya's loud doubts echoed in the vast space, but if you look closely, you will see that this is not the old hell city composed of ruined walls as you imagined, but a huge mansion similar to the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

The towering roof and vast hall can't help but make people subconsciously realize their own insignificance. Western-style decorations are almost all over the entire house, and the large number of stained glass and checkerboard-like floors are dazzling.

But the strange thing was that in such a huge house, they could not see a living creature, let alone a living creature, not a single dead one.

It's cold and eerie, and the atmosphere is like hell, but the decoration is as bad as the Scarlet Devil Mansion. Are you telling me this is a ruined city?

What a joke!

"I said, Reimu."

Swallowing subconsciously, Wu Ye said:

"Did we go to the wrong place? This place looks like someone else's house."

"It seems so."

Reimu's judgment of things relies on her special personal values. How could a poor place like Hell have the money to buy so many Western-style decorations in a poor place that relies on dead people to maintain operations.

Besides, I have never heard of the King of Hell being so good.

"So we're lost?"

Takeru looked at Reimu with disgust:

"Hey, haven't you always had good luck?"

“It’s okay to make mistakes occasionally!”

A pink fist hit Takeya in the face. Reimu shook his head angrily and continued walking forward:

"If you go in the wrong direction, you just go in the wrong direction. Just go around, no matter what."

"Damn it, you guy, you actually do it directly."

Holding his red nose, Takeru reluctantly followed Reimu again.

In the seemingly endless corridor, the two walked one behind the other. The surrounding scenery seemed to be fixed. The endless passage was all decorated with the same decoration.

A strange feeling as if they were standing still filled their minds. Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, because someone came——

"La la la, la~"

It sounded like a very pleasant sound, and the person who hummed it must be in a good mood. Reimu and Wu also stopped and looked at it. In the dim light ahead, a bouncing figure slowly emerged from it.

"Huh~huh~huh~"

A strange note came out of the visitor's mouth, just like before, like a song but without a fixed melody. Could it be that the aesthetics of the old hell are different from those on earth?

After a while, the voices got closer, and the singer's identity was also exposed in front of the two of them:

".cat?"

After seeing the person coming clearly, Wu Ye's expression was a little weird unconsciously.

She had long red hair in braids, and many bow decorations on her black clothes. The main thing was the pair of obvious cat ears on her head and the two tails behind her that danced with the melody, which instantly exposed her beauty. identity.

There was an example of orange before, and Wu Ye guessed it in an instant:

"Is it Nekomata? Could it be a relative of Orange? Red or Akira?"

"How is that possible, idiot Takeya, have you ever seen Nekomata settling in hell?"

".That's true."

Wu Ye nodded, and then said doubtfully:

"Then what is she? Isn't a cat with two tails Nekomata?"

"It's not Nekomata, it's a Nekomata, ahem, no, it's a Flame Car."

"Wait, shouldn't it be the Flame Wheel? That little X-Da is the only fire skill that can be learned. There's something wrong with your translation. Are you playing a pirated version?"

"Takeya, what are you talking about? I'm talking about monsters! The cat that lives in the flames, the monster 'Flame Car' that specializes in stealing corpses!"

"oh"

Takeru nodded awkwardly. For the first time, he really thought Reimu was talking to him about pocket monsters.

"So he's not a relative of Orange."

"How much resentment do you have towards that Yakumo family cat demon? You have to involve her."

Reimu rolled his eyes at Takeya speechlessly, and then shouted loudly to the girl in front of him:

"Hey, the flame wheel over there, ah, the flame car over there! Stop right there!"

"Huh? Who is calling me?"

The brisk song stopped abruptly, and the red-haired girl made a surprised sound. She came to Takeya and Reimu in a few steps, pointed her chin with one hand and asked doubtfully:

"Who are you? You don't look like a wraith, and there are no horns on your head, so you are not a ghost."

"Hey you"

"Wait, Reimu, let me speak."

Takeru stopped Reimu's words. He knew that if this guy opened his mouth, he would definitely talk to each other with fists. Violent law enforcement is effective, but it doesn't have to be done every time.

Not to mention that the monsters that were exterminated would have a shadow, and the one who followed her to exterminate the monsters would have a shadow as well.

Logically speaking, since they are law enforcers, of course they still have to convince people with their virtue.

Wu also decided to reason with the other party.

"Well, this is our first time here. Can you ask where this is?"

"First time?"

The flame car girl's eyes revealed extreme confusion, and then she said calmly:

"This is the Earth Spirit Palace, haven't you guys been here before?"

"Oh, this is the Earth Spirit Palace, what a coincidence."

A place I have never heard of at all.

Wu Ye hid the fact of his ignorance with a smile, he spoke softly, trying to obtain useful information through verbal communication, and avoid fighting by the way:

"Well, we want to go to the old hell, the place where many evil spirits roam."

"Old hell? Isn't this the old hell? Oh, I understand!"

The flame car girl suddenly realized and hit her palm:

"So that's it. No wonder you are here. Come on, come on."

"Eh?"

Wu Ye looked at the girl who suddenly became attentive with a dazed expression, only to see that she unknowingly pulled out a small cart from there and pushed it in front of Wu Ye.

"Come on, come up quickly."

"Eh?"

A trip to the old hell and a private car transfer? Is the service so good?

In Takeya's astonished expression, the flame car girl happily carried him into the cart and introduced herself politely:

"It's the first time we met. I'm the flame cat Rin. Just call me A Rin. As you can see, I'm a flame chariot living in hell. By the way, what are you? It's the first time for me to be a corpse that can move and talk. See you, are you a zombie?"

"Huh? Moving corpses, zombies? What do you mean?"

Takeru was confused, but Reimu next to him covered his mouth and snickered:

"Wu Ye, don't you know? The daily job of flame carts is to transport corpses. Their carts can only hold one thing, and that is dead people."

"."

"Congratulations, now you can go to hell as you wish."

"Like your sister! Who is going to that hell! Now that you know it, why don't you save me quickly! Bastard Reimu!"