The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"A weapon of great sin."

As a matter of course, the name heard from Chang'e made Wu feel very strange:

"It doesn't sound like a good thing?"

"In theory, it's really not a good thing."

Chang'e didn't deliberately conceal anything, but told Wu Ye the truth:

"The seven weapons of great sin represent the seven sins of this world, arrogance, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, lust and gluttony."

As she spoke, she shook the spoon in her hand and continued:

"This is one of the seven deadly sins, the 'Sin of Greed'. Originally, each of them had its own name, but knowing those things is of no use to you, as long as you understand the meaning it represents. "

"greedy?"

Wu Ye smashed his mouth, with a strange expression on his face:

"Well, although I, like Reimu, do have a soft spot for playing money, there is no need for someone to put such a big hat on my head, right?"

Komachi said that Shiki Yingji gave this to her and asked her to hand it over to a suitable person. If this is the weapon of greed that Chang'e said, wouldn't it mean that he is

"I don't deny that excessive desire for money is also a manifestation of greed, but your understanding is too superficial."

To the question Wu Ye tried to dodge, Chang'e gave a completely unexpected answer:

"Among the seven sins, arrogance is the first sin, but greed is the first serious sin."

Chang'e's calm eyes fell on Wu Ye. This feeling made Wu Ye intuitively realize that the person standing in front of him was not a person but a mirror. While talking, what he saw was always his own figure.

Not caring about Wu Ye's unnaturalness, Chang'e continued on her own:

"The most intuitive manifestation of greed is out-of-control desire. What you get is what you can't get, and you can tamper with the value on both sides of the scale at will. This is the cruelty of the crime of greed."

"Yes, but this seems to have nothing to do with me?"

"Is it really?"

Chang'e asked back, but she didn't give Wu Ye a chance to answer. She directly handed the spoon back to Wu Ye's hand. She wrapped her hands around Wu Ye's hand and held the greedy weapon of sin tightly.

Her lowered eyelids were like a curtain of night, covering all the colors under the sun, and her thin lips parted slightly, as if singing:

"One day all the weapons of great crime will return to your hands. This time, you must remember it and never lose it again."

"Hey, what does that mean?"

Chang'e's sudden performance caught Wu Ye off guard, and there seemed to be too many details hidden in what he said just now that he could not ignore.

"Oh, by the way, I seem to be a god too, how about letting me calculate your fate for you?"

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All the depth and gloom disappeared, and Chang'e's childlike joyful mood was like a typhoon, disrupting the previous atmosphere.

Chang'e's crappy way of changing the subject made Wu Ye ashamed, but he had to admit that although the other party's method was unreliable, it was very effective.

This great sage of the Moon City seems to be born with a kind of charm that makes people unable to resist her decision. It seems that there is an invisible force at work that subtly changes the minds of others.

"Hmm--palm reading seems a bit outdated, let me read the face."

The playful colorful clouds are lingering, and Chang'e seems to have returned to the unscrupulous appearance when they first met:

"You, you've been lucky recently, haven't you?"

"...No, I'm not lucky at all, very unlucky."

Knowing that Chang'e no longer intends to continue talking about the topic just now, Wu also had no choice but to continue playing fortune-telling games with the other party.

As for why he did it? He didn't even know the reason. Before the brain thought, the body had already started to respond.

Perhaps there is really an invisible force at work.

"Hmm, your popularity seems to be good recently? I have met a lot of new friends. Has the achievement of 'making 100 friends' been achieved?"

It seems that things like blood relationship are really not just talk, and Wu Ye has ten thousand reasons to believe that Chang'e is definitely born in an abandoned house like Kaguya.

"It doesn't exist. Recently, I just feel that I may have committed too many crimes in my previous life. I owe them all. What kind of guys did I meet?"

"That's great, sounds interesting."

"Are you really listening to what I have to say?"

Wu also collapsed a little.

"Okay, let's continue. Next is the favorability of the opposite sex. Well - it seems to be quite strong. Has a girl cooked for you recently? Or is it a love lunch?"

"Well, this one really exists. Not only did it cook, but it also sent me to Santuhe for a day trip."

"Very well, the next step is to summarize."

"Haha. Huh?!"

Frankly speaking, although Chang'e seems to be different from Takeya in terms of personality, it is undeniable that she is the most beautiful among all the girls Takeya has seen.

This kind of beauty is no longer just about appearance, but involves conceptual differences. There is a sense of authority that combines the best in the world.

So the moment Chang'e reached out to hug him, his mind inevitably fell into a brief blank.

"Chang, Miss Chang'e, what are you...?!"

Wu was also a little speechless.

The girl's fragrance left its mark on his body, and the taste of Ruan Xiangruyu in his arms was not something a young magician like Wu Ye who had been single for seventeen years could bear.

His brain told him that he should ask the two people separately at this time, but the nerves in his body seemed to be hypnotized and completely out of control.

Maintaining a rigid posture and being hugged tightly by Chang'e, Wu didn't know what to say, and his tongue seemed to be tied up after calling out the other party's name.

Just when he was about to be overwhelmed by the embarrassment, Chang'e finally spoke.

The words did not sound like a joke, nor were they heavy, but only one part cherished and one part worried.

"Listen carefully. You must not forget a word of what I say next."

Putting Wu Ye's head on her shoulder, Chang'e pressed close to his ear and said word by word:

"Never trust yourself."

"ah?"

"All the decisions you make in accordance with your heart are wrong, so never believe in yourself, no matter what happens, just act in the opposite direction of what you think."

Chang'e's words seem to be encouraging, but they seem to be completely opposite to the general encouragement. At least Wu has never heard the words "never believe in yourself".

"I'm not kidding, I want to escape from this hopeless situation, I can only do this, it's fate, the shining teenage years are coming to an end, so at least, don't cry when you wake up. "

After leaning over to say these words in her ear, Chang'e let go of Wu Ye gently, and seeing the other's bewildered expression, she stretched out her hand to smooth the other's slightly frowning brows:

"Hurry up and become stronger, Takeya, time is running out."

"Why."

Wu Ye's eyes were filled with surprise. He had never told the other party his name, so why would she know it?

"You, to the end."

Before finishing a sentence, Wu Ye's consciousness has begun to fade away rapidly. He understands that this is the prelude to waking up from a dream, and subconsciously stretches out his hand to grab the snow-white figure in front of him, but the reality makes him watch him disappear. In a distant dream.

In the end, I could only helplessly look at her waving goodbye, and listen to her leaving a profound greeting at the end of my consciousness——

"This is definitely not farewell. See you again at the end of the spiral, Adam of this era."