The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

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"Huh? When did Lan buy that tofu shop? What the hell is the second lunar war!"

"Huh? Because the first time ended a thousand years ago, so of course it's the second time."

"I didn't mean that!"

Sure enough, curves are not something humans can play with. Takeru, who was shocked by the sudden news, first thought that he might have boarded a pirate ship again. The key was that by the time he realized what he wanted to do and wanted to run away, it was already too late.

Wu Ye looked at the newspaper and his expression changed several times:

"Wenwen, when did this happen?"

"Just now."

For some reason, Wenwen's answer made Wu Ye suddenly want to die. She shook off the newspaper in her hand as if to show off, and bumped Wu Ye affectionately with her shoulder:

"I just got the news from Yakumo Murasaki, and immediately printed a supplement. And Takeya, you were the only one to receive it. How about it, be good to you."

"Hehe, thank you."

Now Wu understood that Yakumo Zi's so-called seamless plan was pulled out temporarily! Maybe she just thought it was fun!

Although there is no solid evidence, Takeya is already 20,000% sure that this so-called "Second Lunar War" must be related to Youmu's incident.

Even if someone had to be in charge of meeting Youmu on the moon, it wouldn't be so big, would it?

"Wenwen, how many people does Zi plan to invite?"

"This, I don't know either."

Wen Wen frowned, then began to count with his fingers:

"If the monster sage Yakumo Murasaki comes to call, the princess from the underworld will definitely go. Over at the monster mountain, although Lord Daitengu has not given the order yet, I think she will agree. As for Others, there is no news yet."

"Miss Yuyuko and your tengus? How many people can we get together?"

"It's not just tengu, there are quite a few monsters in the Monster Mountain, and they're full of money. There must be 20,000 monsters, right?"

"Twenty thousand."

This is really going to be a war. Takeru's head hurts from this number. Who would have thought that such a large group of forces would be gathered to attack the moon just to take back a small court master from the underworld.

It is true that no one, not even Takeu himself, could have imagined that Yakumo Zi's purpose is far more than that.

Just when Gensokyo, which they had been immersed in for a long time, was completely detonated by the public opinion about the lunar war, the two people in the Eternal Pavilion were still sitting quietly opposite each other at the tea table, waiting leisurely——

"It seems to be going well."

Observing the enthusiasm for war in various places in Gensokyo through the many gaps in the room, Yashi Eirin took a sip of the tea in the cup and slowly turned his eyes to Yakumo Murasaki in front of him:

"Should I say that he is indeed the leader of the alliance? This appeal is indeed extraordinary."

"Ara, is this a compliment? Eirin."

"certainly."

Yonglin smiled noncommittally and said:

"I was tricked so miserably by you a thousand years ago, but now I'm still willing to listen to you stupidly. It's so cute that it makes me feel a little pitiful."

"To each other, right?"

Yakumo Purple gently fiddled with the tea in the cup in front of her with her fingers, and the ripples made her shadow reflected in it become a bit strange and unreal:

"Who would have thought that the great sage of the Moon City, the Eight-Mind of the Moon Eirin, would actually join forces with monsters, and twice."

Eirin only drank tea and did not react at all. Seeing such a performance, Yakumo Murasaki's tone showed further aggression, and the badness in her smile could no longer be hidden:

"No one would have thought that the war and farce a thousand years ago was led by you."

"Is that so? Perhaps."

Bayi Yonglin's eyes moved slightly, and there was a faint ripple in the light gray pupils:

"If it weren't for the day before when a monster played with realms and came to the Moon Capital and made a deal with me, maybe I should be considered more of a sinner than a hero, right?"

"Oh? Really? Is there such a monster?"

The water streaks in the tea cup disappeared, and the smile on Yakumo Murasaki's face still had that unreadable meaning:

"We don't remember."

"There's no need to test me like this, Yakumo Murasaki, it's meaningless."

As if immersed in the cold lake water, the alienation and chill in Bayi Yonglin's eyes at this time is obvious:

"As you said, we are just using each other. You have your purpose, and I have mine. You can achieve your purpose at the expense of those ignorant monsters, and I can also let those people of the moon do it for no reason for my purpose. A tragic death.”

At this moment, there was no such hypocritical smile on Bayi Yonglin's face anymore, instead it was replaced by cold truth. In the words she spat out, conscience and morality were as disgusting as rotten food:

"In the end, we are all the same kind of people. The only difference is that you know what I am here for, but I know nothing about you."

Bang bang - Yakumo Murasaki clapped her hands in a low voice, the admiration on her face was more dazzling than the sarcasm in her words:

"You are really a good attendant, Yong Lin. You are willing to do this for your princess. We are very touched, sincerely."

"I have never been ashamed of my actions, because all I have done is for Her Royal Highness, and if I want to say that my hands are dirty, hehe, my hands are already dirty."

"That's why I said I was really moved."

"So what about you, Yakumo Murasaki."

Yashi Eirin's gaze was like a sharp sword, pressing against Yakumo Murasaki's body and mind and refusing to move even an inch:

"Why are you so obsessed with Moon Capital? You said you were curious a thousand years ago. I believed it, but now I don't believe it. You didn't come here with ignorance, you were looking for something."

There was no room for sophistry in the determined words, Baiyi Yonglin squinted her eyes to see the monster in front of her, but what she saw was always that cloud of fog, like a ghost in the dark night, who didn't know her real body:

"I'm scared of you, Yakumo Murasaki."

Bayi Yonglin said frankly:

"What you are pursuing and what you expect, I can't understand at all. What is it that attracts you in the capital of the moon? What is the purpose of your painstaking efforts to build Gensokyo and gather so much power?"

".Who knows."

The gloomy and unclear smile hovered on Yakumo Zi's face for a long time, and finally disappeared:

"Or we just thought it was interesting for a while, or we were looking for the same person as Yonglin and you?"

Seemingly intimacy flowed into Yonglin's ears, but it was like the call of the abyss, weird and dangerous:

"Yakumo Murasaki, what are you going to do?"

"Hehe, let's talk about it next time. When we meet 'her', one of the three great sages of the Moon Capital, let's talk about the rest at that time."

Yakumo Zi whispered into her ear, and Eirin's pupils shrank suddenly.