Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"Neither go here nor go there. Is it possible that you have to follow me to Santuhe."

"Hey, this is okay."

"... Are you serious? There is really a problem with your head, there are people who are willing to go to Santuhe."

"In fact, it's nothing, isn't it what you said, am I "half dead" now?"

Wu also smiled indifferently:

"And I'm still curious about Santuhe, then I'm asking you, Miss Death."

"Really, there really is such a guy in the world. Forget it, it doesn't matter if you take you there, but relative, don't trouble me."

"To understanding."

"Well, there is..."

While guiding the undead around her body, the red-haired girl casually introduced herself:

"Don't call me Miss Grim Reaper, it sounds weird, call me Komachi, Onozuka Komachi-this is my name."

"Reaper also has a name..."

After an unexpected pause, Wu also smiled:

"Understood, it would be fine for Miss Komachi to call me Wu."

"Wu Ye? It always feels like the name I've heard somewhere... Forget it, let's go."

He seemed to be talking to himself unintentionally. After knowing Takeya's name, Komachi didn't say much, and guided the undead to leave the mound.

"Ah, yes."

Wu also called her out suddenly.

"Miss Komachi, if you are a god of death, there must be one, right?"

Thinking of this, Wu also stretched out his hand and gestured:

"Reaper all have sickles, right? Where did your sickles go? Didn't you bring them?"

"Huh? The sickle, I was used as a wine exchange yesterday, cough cough, no, it was accidentally forgotten at home."

"Hey! I heard it! You actually took the sickle to exchange wine for money! Are you a god of death? Are you really a god of death! How come there is such a cold and unreliable god of death!"

Chapter Nineteen Three Ways River

"Yo, brother, come and taste the meatballs here."

"Sell masks, new masks!"

"There is a lottery with fifty literals once, and the prizes are generous."

Looking at this lively street as if a festival was being held, Wu Ye was shocked to be silent for a long time.

"Is this really the way the undead walked?"

"Hehe, it seems that Wu Ye, you have never seen such a scene? It is not surprising that you are surprised. After all, when you talk about Santuhe, you can only think of loneliness and loneliness. The sight?"

Takeshi nodded silently. Indeed, as Komachi said, when he first heard that this was the path of the dead leading to the Santuhe River, his first impression was a barren land overgrown with weeds. The stairs covered with lanterns, it is hard to think that it will be so lively.

"The dead are also lively, here, sometimes there will be living people who like festivals to visit."

Speaking of Komachi waved her hand, the undead hovering beside her all changed from a spherical state to a human form, and soon became part of the lively festival.

In the awe of the dead, Komachi led Wuya across the road that people gave way. Gradually, the noisy voices behind him slowly faded away, and at the same time a long river that seemed to have no end appeared in front of them.

"Here, Santuhe."

"Here is..."

Wu Ye grew up slightly and looked at the "river" in front of him. No, is it too arbitrary to call it "river"?In Wu Ye's view, this seemed to be a pool of immobile stagnant water accumulated in the riverbed.

The surface of the Santuhe River was quiet and terrifying, there was no wave of waves, and there was no wind when I stretched out my hand, and the surrounding river was still covered with strange thick fog, which was really chilling.

"It's rare to come here. Do you want to go to the other side to see it? You might be the first to reach there as a living person. Even if you are free this time."

"Really? Thank you so much."

Under the alert of curiosity and sense of death, Take also failed to restrain his desire and couldn't help setting foot on Komachi's boat.

"Ok?"

Stepping onto the unpretentious wooden boat, Wu Ye caught a glimpse of the reed branch that was accidentally brought into it by the corner of his clothes from the corner of his eye. He patted it off, but found that the reed branch fell on the surface of the Santu River and it could not float. It sank straight into the lake like a heavy lead.

Seeing this weird scene, Wu Ye lowered his head and looked at the wooden boat floating above the water easily. He was not only surprised, is it possible that only this small wooden boat can float on the Sanway River?

"Sit down, Wu Ye."

Picking up a slender oar from the bow, Komachi used it to slide a small canoe in the water as if riding in the wind, and left the shore in a few blinks.

"So fast……"

Takeshi said in surprise that Komachi's hand movement was as slow as he hadn't eaten, but the speed of the ship was terrifying.

"Hey, Wu Ye, don't underestimate me. I'm a god of death. It's not easy to get to the other side soon."

"Huh? So in normal times, wouldn't you, Komachi, row so fast?"

"Isn't this of course?"

Komachi shrugged and smiled:

"Wu Ye, you have to know that Santuhe didn't originally have the concept of'distance'."

"No distance?"

The color of doubt on Wu Ye's face was even stronger.

"What does it mean?"

"It means literally, the width or the narrowness of the three-way river, and whether the distance to the other bank is far or near is not fixed, but it is determined by our god of death.

Komachi asked while rowing:

"Wuya, do you know what Reaper's job is?"

"Isn't it extraditing the dead on the Three Ways River?"