Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

But Marisa remembered clearly that the foundation under Hakuri Shrine was a good foundation that could not be touched by thunder for thousands of years.

Even in the last "mutation" initiated by Moriya Shrine, it was not pushed to the ground, but fell to the ground along with the ground.

It is said that although the two main criminals of the mutation, er, the two gods, they repaired the damaged land, but the buildings that were once on the land cannot be restored, such as the shrine.

Therefore, the reconstruction of Hakuri Shrine can only be handed over to the ghost family, or a certain ghost family.

Because a certain maiden was unwilling to spend money, she did not let the professional counterpart Kappa accept the reconstruction project, but forced the job to a certain young girl ghost king.

Using all kinds of strange excuses to intimidate Gary into tricking a certain ghost king into building a house, but it has to be said that her outrageous strength can come in handy.

In addition to her own special identity, many ghost tribes have spontaneously helped her rebuild the shrine together after they learned of this, such as a certain ghost tribe's Four Heavenly Kings.

So Hakuri Shrine was successfully rebuilt in the shortest time, and then one day after it was rebuilt... there was an earthquake.

"Reimu, shouldn't this be the punishment of the gods?"

Marisa looked at Reimu with a weird face and said, "The earthquake happened just after you built the shrine. This is definitely your disrespectful attitude that angered them?"

"Cut! The mere gods dare to tear down my old mother's shrine? I just hammered one, so which one is itchy?"

"..."

Well, even the gods will not provoke this lawless mind at will, and at the same time the power of war is lawless, this seems to have become the consensus of everyone in Gensokyo.

"It must be that bastard Cuixiang cut corners!"

Reimu gritted his teeth and said confidently: "It must be true, this guy, who had promised to lend her the shrine to her for a banquet, he actually gave the old lady back!"

"Sneezy——!" A certain ghost king who had a hangover suddenly got up and sneezed...

"Now what?"

Marisa stepped forward to check the damage to the shrine. The beam had collapsed in half. If someone pushed it up again, I was afraid that the shrine that was finally built would turn into ruins again.

"Tsk, damn, free labor is not so easy to find, if you can..."

Reimu squeezed his chin, his eyes drifting slowly to Marisa in front of him.

"..."

Dang Dang Dang-Marisa walked horizontally and quickly out of Reimu's line of sight like a crab, and made a gesture that I dare to slip if you dare to speak.

"Hey, even you guy has become slick..."

Reimu smacked her tongue in dissatisfaction, and then looked at the dying beam of her shrine in distress. At this time, she inevitably complained: "Really, why is there a sudden earthquake? Isn't it another bastard who wants to do things? ?"

"Should not... Isn't it time for intermission?"

"Huh? What the hell?"

"Look, Reimu, after every change, there is a period of peace, isn't it? A short period of three to five days, a long period of time daze."

"Can you call a rest time for three or five days?!"

"Don't stare at me like that, this is the daze Wu Ye told me."

"Ah, it's said that the bastard Wu Ye actually drove away by himself. How do I think this matter has something to do with him again?"

"Sneezy——!" Wu Ye, who was suffering from a headache outside, suddenly sneezed...

"Haha, Reimu, you are really too much daze."

Marisa laughed first, and then said: "But, what you said seems to make sense. I always feel that recent events have a lot to do with Wu daze."

"If you let me know that that fellow is also involved, I will definitely not spare him!" After Reimeng threw a word angrily, he finally rolled up his sleeves and went into battle.

"Come and help Marisa, don't even want to run if you don't fix this thing today!"

"Yes Yes……"

Marisa, who knew that Reimu had taken her seriously, could only admit that she was unlucky, but when the two were about to build the house by themselves, an unexpected voice interrupted their movements.

"Allah, it's cleaning, two people."

"It's... wrong again, who are you?!"

This fascinating routine immediately reminded Reimu and Marisa of Yakumo Zi, but it was a girl they had never seen before.

Cobalt blue pupils, dark blue hair tied into double loops behind the head, a simple and delicate hairpin runs through it, a light blue dress, a mini Chinese knot tied around the waist, and a seductive white thigh tied A red rope connected to the spell.

"you……"

For no reason, Reimu had a somewhat familiar feeling for the unknown girl in front of her. She pointed to her hair, and asked in a wicked way: "Shouldn't your hair be gray?"

"Allah, many people will say that when they see me."

The girl's voice is the kind that makes the man feel soft immediately, and the woman's jealous valley reverberates, and there is a hint of evil charm in it.

"Although I know you must regard us as a certain lady singer, but unfortunately, it is wrong—"

The girl's water-like eyes flashed with a few seductive and depraved crystals, and her thin lips were very ambiguous: "My name is Huo Qing'e, please remember it."

Chapter 12 Claiming to be an Immortal

"Huo Qing'e...?" Marisa muttered this unfamiliar name, and it was rare to think about it in her head: "Is the last name Huo? It doesn't sound like someone here."

"exactly."

The girl who claimed to be Huo Qing'e smiled and nodded: "I'm from the continent across the sea. As for the occupation, yes, according to your words, it should be a fairy."

"Fairy?"

Reimu and Marisa glanced at each other, but they didn't feel so surprised. After all, in this very familiar land, immortals are not a rare species.

Before Gensokyo was established, there were many forces fighting each other in this extremely eastern land. Among them, Buddhism passed down from the mainland and the indigenous god system of the mainland were the main ones.

At this moment, another emerging power was born, and that was Taoist priests.

However, this is the way of addressing the mainland. After incorporating the spells and occult techniques, they should be called onmyoji in this extremely eastern land.

But whether it is an Onmyoji or Taoist priest, they all share the same piety.

It was not a belief in an actual god, or a fictitious belief. What they believed was only their own power and this saint avenue.

To become immortals, this is their only pursuit in the world.

Fairy-that is the final embodiment of this almost extravagant pursuit.