The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Well"

Murasa, who was lying on the ground, moaned like she was dreaming. She struggled to open her eyes and pressed her head with one hand. There was pain in her eyebrows.

"My head hurts so much." Murasa murmured, sitting up and looking around: "Here, the Dharma Realm? By the way, I plan to take the holy chariot boat to come here."

"Hey, you're awake?"

An unexpected voice came from above her head, Murasa raised her head, and Takeru stood behind him.

"Brother-kun?"

"I finally woke up, Miss Murasa," Takeru seemed to be relieved, and his expression became much lighter: "I was still thinking that it would be bad if you couldn't wake up."

"It hurts, it feels like a hangover, my head is dizzy, it's so uncomfortable."

"Haha, was Miss Murasa so bold and bold before?"

"What, does knowing how to drink count as being bold? If my companions weren't all Buddhists, how could I... Tsk, the topic is getting further and further away."

Murasa stood up unsteadily, held on to the mast of the holy chariot boat and looked into the distance: "It is true that this is the Dharma Realm, but what happened to me? I can't remember anything."

"Ah, this is probably the reason why Murasa accidentally hit her head just now and then passed out."

"Huh? Me? Hit my head? On the holy chariot boat?"

"Yes, you were hit in the head by something that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and then you fell into a coma."

"You're so unlucky. Strange things happen in this world. Even though you're flying in the sky, you get hit on the head by something."

Murasa seemed to believe Takeya's statement. Of course, this was a lame excuse that couldn't stand up to scrutiny. Maybe after Murasa returned, she would realize something was wrong, but Takeya had already gone thousands of miles away by then. In fact, it was It's harmless.

In fact, Takeya himself didn't know exactly what happened.

Shenqi, who claims to be the God of the Demon Realm, suddenly appears and then suddenly disappears, as if she has never arrived. Her appearance is more like a dream during the journey than a real person.

A nightmare.

But unfortunately, the feather in his hand reminded Takeya of the fact that all this was not a dream.

Wu didn't quite believe that Shenqi was "burned to death" by those flames. After all, in his opinion, anything that could be related to the word "god" was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Although Shenqi is a "fake" god.

"No matter, we have reached the Dharma Realm safely anyway."

Murasa temporarily put the "accident" on the trip behind her, thinking that she couldn't wait to lift the seal on her friend.

After controlling the holy chariot ship to land on the ground, Murasa jumped off the ship first, and then stretched out her hand to Takeru on the ship: "Okay, brother-kun, it's time for you to take action."

"Did it still turn out like this? It's me who is unlucky, right?"

Wu Ye stepped forward with a bitter look on his face and said angrily: "Say it first, don't have too much hope."

Takeya did not run away while Murasa was unconscious. This was not because he accepted his identity as "Mingren", but because compared to the unknown fear from Kamiki, he felt that Murasa was still a normal person.

Although this guy also couldn't pronounce his name clearly.

But the most important thing is that only Murasa knows how to return to Gensokyo. It would be a stupid choice to leave her and run away.

If he doesn't rely on Murasa, is it possible for Takeya to rely on Kamiki?

In any case, Murasa seems to be much safer than Shenqi. On the single-plank bridge, there are tigers and wolves behind, so it is understandable that Takeya chooses to stay in the river for a while.

To sum up, it turns out that Takeya could only reluctantly follow Murasa's footsteps.

The place the two of them went seemed to be a valley. Along a quiet path in a broken wall, the two of them walked from the ground to the underground little by little.

There are no signs of human habitation around the valley. The spiral downward passage seems to have been deliberately opened by someone. If nothing else, it was Murasa and the others who did it.

She, and her companions.

They are all strange people, including Taoist monsters, nuns, monster rats, and this ghost. If they continue at this pace, they can all publish an Asian version of Journey to the West. I heard that the saint is still a monk.

So Takeru thought so, and under the guidance of Murasa, he met the last member of their team.

"Let me introduce you, this is Hoshi, Tomaru Hoshi."

The woman named Tomaru Hoshi has short golden and black hair, a red robe with white sleeves, a short skirt with a tiger skin pattern around her waist, and a long staff in her hand.

This déjà vu appearance made Takeya's eyes twitch. He couldn't help but complain: "Hey, Miss Murasa, your companion is not really here to film Journey to the West, right? Senior Brother's cosplay is quite good. , replace the hair accessories on your head with a headband and it will be perfect.”

"Hey, what does this mean?"

Murasa looked at Takeya blankly, her eyes blank, not understanding what he meant.

But in fact, she also felt that Tomaru Hoshi's style was not suitable, but it was not the "unsuitable" that Takeya thought.

Murasa looked at Tomaru Hoshi strangely and asked: "Hoshi, why is your spear missing a tip? And, where is the pagoda?"

"The spear head used to open this road was broken due to overuse. As for the pagoda, it was accidentally lost."

Tomaru Hoshi touched his head and said in distress, with a cowardly air on his expression, different from her domineering attire, her personality seemed unexpectedly delicate.

"Now I've asked Nazling to look for her. It would be great if she could find her. By the way, Murasa, you also have an introduction. Who is this?"

"Ah, I almost forgot, Xing, you will definitely be shocked if you know his true identity!"

Murasa intentionally used exaggerated words to whet Tomaru's appetite, and when the other party couldn't help urging Murasa to speak quickly, she pushed Takeya forward and said, "Dangdangdangdang—he is Meiren , holy brother!"

"Fate, Minglian?!"

The wide-eyed Tomaru Xing exclaimed: "Isn't Minglian dead a long time ago? Why?"

"Reincarnation, reincarnation, it's amazing, so the seal of Zisheng can be broken, right?" Murasa patted Wu Ye's shoulder with a smile, and Wu Ye was ashamed with an expression of "I'm very optimistic about you".

It's true that it feels good to be trusted by others, but if Murasa milks him like this, wouldn't he be embarrassed if the truth is exposed?

However, although Tomaru Hoshi looks quite weak, his character is very serious: "Murasa, are you sure? Reincarnation is not just a matter of talk."

She looked at Wu Ye as if she was looking at a pretending liar.

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Hello! No mistake! It was the guy who pointed to my nose and said I belonged to Minglian! It’s not like I cried and begged her to say I was! Why do you act like I'm a shady man!

"Don't worry, Xing, am I that sloppy? Of course I brought him here after confirming it."

As Murasa spoke, she took out a piece of "talisman" that was exactly the same as the "talisman" that Takeya had absorbed from her bosom. Almost at the same time, Takeya's body shone with the same light as that piece, as if echoing each other. .

The eyes of Tomaru Hoshi also lighted up together, and the alertness and doubts in the eyes disappeared with the light up.