Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

Although Wu Ye's original intention was to determine the gap between sleep and death, such an excuse was the same as those who started the highest death penalty in three years and said that he was contributing to human reproduction.

The same weak, cheating, unreliable, the second instance was GG.

and so……

Wu Ye's outstretched palm stayed in midair.

"Tsk, how do you feel a little bit of insignificance."

After squeezing his chin and pondering it for a moment, Wu also tapped his palm: "Well, it's a bit wretched indeed."

Our ancestors taught us that when doing this kind of thing, excuses are necessary, and concealment is also very necessary, just like when lifting a skirt, we must rely on the updraft.

"... Let's find something instead."

Even if it is to confirm whether the other party has a heartbeat, there is no need to use your hands, you can use your head, cough...

Of course, holding the head seemed to be better than holding the hand, Wu Ye started rummaging in his pockets in a hurry, trying to see if there was anything that could replace the palm of his hand to sense the heartbeat.

After turning around for a long time, Wu Ye found that he only had a bulky mobile phone in his pocket, a bunch of unused keys, and the antique silk he brought back for collection a thousand years ago and Reimu gave him this morning. Thirteen cents for buying tea.

"..."

After staring at these messy things turned out in his pocket for three seconds, Wu also let out a helpless sigh.

"Is this the only thing that can be used?"

Wu Ye looked at the small spoon in his hand, his expression a little complicated.

This is the only thing in his body that seems to be useful, a greedy weapon of sin, but because it looks like a spoon, it's okay to use it as a stethoscope.

After countless tests, Wu also felt that he could mark this thing as a "dangerous material", and every time he used it, the probability of good or bad things was almost three to seven.

However, if you simply use "one shot", it shouldn't be a big problem, right?

The so-called lucky ones are also gamblers.

Wu is just such a guy who remembers eating or not, and headaches always follow the crowd after seven seconds of memory.

He cautiously grasped the spoon and pressed it against Sheng Bailian's chest little by little.

"One click, just one click... Yes, just one click..."

Wu Ye felt that time seemed to be divided into countless parts, and now he felt so long in a short second.

While he kept giving himself psychological hints in his mouth, he tried to make his hands move faster.

As a result, when the spoon was less than one centimeter from Sheng Bailian's chest, Wu also hesitated again.

"Or forget it..."

Between the entangled contradictions and the sense of crime that crossed the line at the moment, Wu Ye's little heart had jumped back and forth countless times, but he still hesitated.

But maybe even God can't stand it anymore. Although Wu Ye's hand stopped this time, the flame on the weapon of sin had already been ignited.

Wu, who was still doing a psychological struggle at this time, hadn't noticed it, but the three people outside the seal were stunned.

Because the crystal wall in front of them actually seemed to melt, fist-sized crystals continued to fall off the rock wall. Not only that, even this underground space showed signs of collapse.

Murisa and Toramu Hoshi had already been shocked to speak, but Yakumo Zi's face showed an unexpected look.

"There shouldn't be such a movement when this seal is unlocked. After all, it's just a superior onmyoji technique. It's strange... Could it be that something happened inside?"

Chapter 34 The Beginning Trajectory

"I am back!"

In front of the newly-built shrine, the green-haired maiden made a sound full of vitality, but unlike her, she responded with a weak sigh.

"Ah, Sanae, you are back."

"Kanako-sama, what's wrong with you? Very bad spirit! Difficult, is it faith again..."

"Ah, it's not, it's just a hangover from last night, ah, Suwa has always been so alcoholic."

"..."

Although I really want to preach to my god, Sanae weighed the weight and thought about the disobedient character of my god...

"Oh, at least when there are outsiders, Lord Kanako absolutely must maintain the basic majesty, or else the faith will be lost after finally collecting."

"Yes Yes."

Yasaka Kanako waved her hand nonchalantly. It seemed that she didn't take Sanae's words to heart.

Although the witch, as the spokesperson of the gods, should be the one who takes care of people, but in reality, it shouldn’t be the gods who take care of their witches, right?

I wonder if Sanae would be a little envious of her life when she saw the lazy maiden at Hakurei Shrine.

If not, it means that the witch is hopeless.

If so, then this witch is not far from the fall, and in the end, it is almost the same as Reimu, and there is no cure.

"Ugh."

Sanae sighed again, not knowing whether it was for her god or herself.

"Kanako-sama, I have been to the eternal pavilion just now."

"Ah, is it?"

Hearing the three words forever pavilion, the rambling on Yasaka Kanako's face was slightly reduced. She sat up slightly and asked, "How about? Did you see it? That guy named Yasaka Erin."

"No, that's not the case. I just met Princess Kaguya of Eternal Pavilion..." After that, Sanae glanced at Yasaka Kanako on the high platform, and curiously said: "Kanako-sama, you know that person called Hachi Is Yi Yonglin's adult?"

"No, not really."

Kanako shook his head and said lightly, "It's just that this name and the rumors I heard recently remind me of an acquaintance in the past."

"Acquaintances, are you?"

"Yeah, an unpleasant bastard."

"..."

Sanae grew up at Moriya Shrine since she was a child. She knew very well that when the usually cynical Kanako-sama showed such a complicated expression, she had better not ask too much.

"Let's not talk about it, you saw the princess, what did she say?"