The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Tsk, did you lose track?"

Wu Ye muttered depressingly, took advantage of the opportunity to vent his anger on the stone under his feet, kicked it away, and disappeared into the depths of the lonely mountain along the winding mountain road.

Bending down and wiping the slightly soft soil marks on the ground, Wu Ye looked at the endless mountain road and sighed helplessly in his heart.

At this time, he had already said goodbye to the ancestors of the witches, and the cruel truth along the way lingered in his mind like a nightmare, lingering in his mind.

Even in the end, Takeru himself couldn't figure out whether he should listen to the words of the previous shrine maiden, so he chose to escape again.

Putting aside this matter for the time being, Wu also let himself turn the matter of finding Liuhua and the others into the top priority. In fact, he came out this time to find them.

Coming to the location of the Hakurei Shrine in the outside world, he bid farewell to the ancestors of the shrine maidens. Takeya stepped onto the mountain path and saw something he shouldn't have seen at first sight.

It was a densely packed white strange thing. At first glance, it looked like hairy meat balls, but in fact it seemed to be just small hairy balls.

The only difference is that they are alive.

But after all, Wu also came out with Elliot. If he directly performed a volley, he might not be able to continue the topic. After thinking about it again and again, Wu decided to cautiously catch up with walking.

Ever since, he lost it without any suspense.

But then again, so many unscientific things have happened. Does Elio really have no feelings?

Thinking of this, Wu also turned his head away. Elliot was holding on to the corner of his clothes and following him closely. When he saw his gaze, he couldn't help but raised his head curiously: ". Come on, cousin?"

"No, I just think you are so calm, Elliot."

"???"

Elliot's face was filled with question marks, and it seemed that he didn't get what Takeya had in mind.

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

Wu Ye scratched his hair and said pointedly: "It was obviously night when we went out, but it is daytime here."

"Um"

Elliot responded softly, not sure whether he understood it or not.

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a while, and after a long time, Elliot raised her big mirror-like eyes and asked in a low voice, "Cousin, do you believe in the existence of aliens?"

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This time the silent person was replaced by Wu Ye himself.

He didn't understand what the other party meant, and he wasn't even sure if it was Elliot's "relapse". In fact, he knew, his daughter-in-law knew it, and Elliot himself knew that aliens didn't actually exist.

But the truth. Maybe not.

Unexpectedly, the answer Elliot gave this time was one that Takeya had never imagined.

"Cousin, I know that Elio is not an alien."

Elio calmly narrated this perhaps sad fact, and her eyes did show matching grief, but it was not for herself.

"But aliens do exist."

Elio said in a positive tone: "It must exist somewhere."

Is this a girl’s dream? Or is this a realistic insistence? Wu didn't know, at least at this moment, that he was not the only one who was familiar with this place.

Elio put her clenched left hand against her chest and murmured like a prayer: "We will definitely meet again."

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In the end, she still didn't answer her own question.

Takeru did not take Elio's words seriously. Although it was excessive, he would not allow himself to be soft-hearted in the face of reality.

When Elio chooses to step out of that small world, what she needs is no longer her own indiscriminate tolerance.

This girl needs courage to grow up.

There is also a strong effort to go on.

While sighing, Takeru found that he had gone around in a circle, but ended up back in front of the shrine.

"Isn't this going back the way we came? Could it be that I really guessed wrong? Do you think it's just my feelings that cause Rikka and the others to be here?"

Wu Ye sat down on the ground in distress, propped his chin with one hand and started a new brainstorm, and then——

Then a magic circle appeared under him.

"Eh?"

Looking at the complex array woven by the light gathered by spiritual power, Wu Ye's mind went blank for a moment, and then, there was nothing more.

The world of shadows is a place where uncommon sense and common sense meet. Such a complex and consuming magic circle should not have appeared, and the fact is the same. It was not launched by people in this world.

The caster of the magic circle is in another world at this moment.

Gensokyo, five minutes ago——

"No, I can't feel Budu's breath at all."

Feng Cong'er Shenzi, who was holding the Seven Star Sword, frowned and said, "Tu Zigu, are you sure that Budu has really woken up?"

"Yes, my lord, as you know, Budu's tomb is above me. If I wake up, she will wake up too. Not to mention, it is you, my lord, who is calling her. She wouldn’t miss your voice even in her sleep, would she?”

"Um"

God Zi Feng Cong'er also knew that Budu and Tu had served her since ancient times, and they were her most loyal subordinates. It was impossible for them to ignore her call. There must be something wrong.

Try it again.

Son of God Feng Cong'er made up his mind and said to Tu Zigu: "Tu Zigu, go and stop that witch. I will call Budu again."

"yes!"

Tu Zigu responded and immediately rushed towards Lingmeng in the air. At the same time, Feng Cong'er Shenzi also started to draw the formation again.

"The voice from heaven, the roar from the earth, in my name I give this order——!"

Son of God Feng Cong'er inserted his sword into the edge of the magic circle with his backhand, and suddenly a green light burst out. Different from Tu Zi's slightly cold aura in ancient times, what came out this time was completely as gentle as the sun.

Seeing this scene, Feng Cong'er Shenzi's face finally showed a look of satisfaction, and she couldn't help but open her arms: "Come on, Budu!"

Perhaps because he was carried away by the double happiness, at this moment, even Feng Conner Shenzi himself did not notice that there were some strange things mixed in her formation.

For example, those peaceful auras are completely in vain. Below, the entire magic circle has been dyed a sinful color by an indescribable blue.

The familiar light lit up again and then dissipated, and a figure gradually appeared in the center of the circle.

Lingmeng, who wanted to stop but had no time to do so, curled her lips secretly. While suppressing Tu Zigu, she also began to wonder what kind of guy was summoned by the magic circle.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this.

As a result, when Feng Cong'er Shenzi saw the person summoned in the circle with the joy of reuniting old friends, she couldn't help but be shocked——

"Budu, could it be that because the autopsy failed, you borrowed the corpse and brought it back to life?"

The person being asked the question, or the person coming out of the magic circle, was naturally Wu Ya.

Although it was a bit inappropriate to say these words at this time, he had to ask: "So, who are you?"