Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"You’re lucky, boy, it’s said that Lord Grim Reaper is coming to save us today. You just caught up and don’t need to stay here. Seeing you are so young, you won’t commit any serious crimes. You will probably be reincarnated soon. ."

He patted Wu Ye's shoulder in a reassuring manner, and the old man slowly turned and left, while still muttering incomprehensibly:

"It's weird. They shouldn't have committed suicide when they came here. How come the souls who were poisoned have also come? Could it be that they killed themselves? Strange things, strange things..."

Damn, he died like this?

Up to now, Wu has not been able to accept this fact. It is said that he is a good young man, he is the first to help others, hard work is the first to do, and the peerless good boy who does good deeds does not stay so disappeared. ?Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!It's the death of an early age!

To be reasonable, when he was seventeen years old, he died without touching a girl's hand?!

Uh, Reimu’s can’t be counted, Marisa’s can’t be counted, Meihong’s can’t be counted... Okay, Gensokyo’s can’t be counted!

He died without touching the hand of an outside girl!Except sister cousin!This is too tragic!It's too much!

Angrily squatting on the ground drawing circles, Wu Ye didn't even have the desire to live for a while...Well, he almost forgot that he was dead again!

"by!"

Unable to curse, Wu Ye's boredom persisted in his heart. He picked up the stone on the ground and threw it forward like venting, and then -

"Ouch! It hurts!"

"..."

Luck is really something that can’t be judged by common sense. Even if people are unlucky after death, Wu is also afraid to be the first.

"Which guy threw me a stone!"

What was coming from the front was the girl's babble, and when she looked up, she saw a red-haired girl who was clutching the small bump on her head and casting her eyes on herself.

"Is that you? You dare to throw stones at me! Don't you want to cross the river!"

The girl wore a blue-bottomed long dress with a white outer hem, a wide belt around her waist, and a pair of thick-soled clogs. But compared to these strange costumes, the most eye-catching thing about her was the one on her chest. The stalwart bulge.

When Wu Ye stared intently, he was scared into a cold sweat. This, this guy is actually bigger than Wenwen, cough!What am I thinking!

"Hug, sorry!"

He quickly got up and apologized. After all, the stone he threw hit the opponent. He was not so bored that he would not even dare to admit this little mistake, although he was dead.

"Hey, I thought it was something rich and young, but he turned out to be a poor boy. It's not like being smashed in vain. I still want to strike a stroke..."

"..."

The girl's cursing talking to herself made Wu directly speechless, Miss, how come you are more fascinated than Reimu, and can't you say that in a place where I can't hear?It makes me very embarrassed to face the person!

"...Forget it."

Staring at herself for a long time, the red-haired girl suddenly put her hand on her hips and said:

"It's useless to scold you, just throw it into the river in a while."

"...Well, what are you?"

Looking at the girl who "keep the grudges" dumbfounded, even though she had faintly guessed her own, Wu still asked for the hope.

"me?"

The red-haired girl flicked her hair and said with a hearty smile:

"Of course it's the god of death, can't you tell?"

"……Ha ha."

I knew it would be like this!Wu Ye's heart snarled frantically. Human luck is something that you can't predict. He offended the god of death right after he died. Isn't he really the same as that guy Dan Shenggu said, he is cursed?

Wu Yeling, who had given up treatment, pulled his head and asked gloomily:

"Hey, I said, shouldn't the god of death stay on the Santuhe River? This is a dead-end grave."

"Huh? How do you know that the god of death works on Santuhe?"

Looking at Wu Ye in surprise, the red-haired girl didn't hide anything, she told him the reason:

"Reaper's job is indeed on Mito River, but yesterday I went to Gensokyo to find someone for a cocktail party. Alas, I woke up in the morning after drinking. I forgot everything about my work, so I just dropped in to make up for it a little bit. Some undead are extradited, hahaha."

Are the gods of death such a laid-back guy?Can you skip work so freely?Thinking of the tragic undead who have nowhere to return, and thinking of the self who is now one of them, Wu Ye is inexplicably sad.

The future is dark.

"Okay, let's talk nonsense, if you don't work anymore, Master Four Seasons will preach again."

Clapping hands together, the red-haired girl shouted:

"Yo, everyone, pay attention--!"

Her voice seemed to have a special charm, and all the undead turned their eyes to her for a while.

"It's time to go, everyone."

The words of the god of death fell, and a wonderful thing happened. I saw that the original translucent souls all seemed to be evaporated and turned into a burst of light particles like fireflies, and finally the whole body shrank into a faint blue sphere and dragged it long. The long trail came to the red-haired girl, hovering around her.

The red-haired girl watched this scene with satisfaction, while Wu Ye watched all this with a sense of freshness. Then, the two of them looked at each other, only to see the death girl tilting her head blankly:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

Chapter Eighteen

"This shouldn't be..."

The red-haired girl circled around Wu Ye, and her questions were not answered.

"Aren't you undead?"

"I don't know, aren't you the god of death, don't ask me about this kind of thing..."

Wu Ye didn't understand what was going on himself, so the other party started to tell him something he didn't understand.

"It's weird, is Reaper's ability invalid?"

The red-haired girl frowned. She stopped and looked up and down Wuya in front of her.

"Theoretically, a human soul like you should not be able to resist the breath of death. It is only natural to become such a spirit state, but why..."

The puzzling Reaper girl stretched out her hand and squeezed Wuya's arm, and Wuya who hurt with merciless strength sucked in air.

"Hi—what are you doing?"