Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"So, what we're talking about is asking you to ask the lady of heaven."

"You said that, Bi, Bi, what's the name?"

"Better than that is the emperor."

"Yes, it's her, that's how it is, ask her."

This is indeed a way. Since Elliot can't remember the situation after the incident, the other party involved, Miss Tianren, might know something better than the emperor.

But the top priority is to take Ellio back.

Wuya looked at Elliot and was still uneasy. Gensokyo and that strange world were too dangerous, not to mention that he had to find Rokka and the others next.

It is too unsafe to bring ordinary people like Elliot, maybe the magic circle will come again like just now.

"Are you going back?" Reading Wu Ye's thoughts from his eyes, Yakumo Zi asked, "Have you found a way?"

"Found it, that's it." Wu Ye took out the magic lotus that Gu Mingjue flung on his face not long ago.

"God fortune?"

Taking this thing from Wu Ye, Yakumo Zi’s expression is a little weird. This thing is not so common as it is too common. It is so common that she can't even understand the difference between this thing and the world of Huiguying. What is the connection.

"If the mind-reading monster didn't cheat me, then this thing should help me get there, but I don't know how to use it."

"is it?"

Yakumo-purple checked the fortune in his hand without a trace. It didn’t write good or bad, and it was impossible to tell from the pattern which shrine came from. The signature was a bit obscure, and the most incomprehensible thing was what was painted here. thing?

Yakumo Zi frowned and looked at the line written in the lower right corner of the paper sign--

This is the gift of the Prince Edward, accept it with a grateful heart!

This is a sentence that is confusing at first glance, and there is a Q version of Taoist head at the end of the text, kid?

But even though he was disgusted by this mischievous joke at first, Yakumo Zi also discovered a few details from it.

First of all, the "prince-sama" in this sentence, considering the current situation of Gensokyo, she would absolutely not believe it if it had nothing to do with the saint who was just unearthed.

It's just that this Q version of the portrait is obviously not the prince-sir, considering the title, is this written by one of her subordinates or believers?

The previous battle Yakumo Zi also watched. There were only two people related to the god child, one is the evil fairy Huo Qing'e, and the other is the green undead summoned by her, but both of them obviously do not match this portrait.

In other words, is it someone other than them?The guy who should have been called out, but failed for some reason.

If the name is remembered correctly, it should be Wubu Budu.

Yakumo Zi felt that she had grasped the point, but soon she had new questions.

The time is not right.

If this fortune was really written by Wubu Budu, then how she, who should be in the world of shadows, handed this piece of paper to Gu Mingdi felt that it was a problem.

Taking a step back, Gu Mingdi felt that he didn't get it from her hands. Considering the actual situation, it should have been obtained from the evil fairy Huo Qing'e.

And that Huo Qing'e, Yakumo Zi admits that the chisel that the other party has is indeed somewhat similar to her own gap. It is absolutely feasible to fake it, but with her tiny strength, she wants to penetrate the enclosed. Gensokyo is absolutely impossible.

Is it Yan Mo?No, it doesn't make sense, tusk...what the hell do these guys do?

...

"Qing'e, how did you do it?"

Just when Yakumo Zi fell into deep contemplation, on the other side of Gensokyo, Kamiko was asking his friend the same question.

"What are you talking about? Son of God?"

"That piece of paper," the son of God's tone seemed to be a joke, but his eyes were a bit of insignificant dignity: "The handwriting on that piece of paper belongs to Budu, even after a thousand years have passed. I can recognize it, it must have been written by Budu."

Hearing this, Huo Qing'e smiled: "It was indeed written by Budu."

"Did you ask her? When? Did Pudu wake up before Wu and Tu Zigu woke up?"

"No, no, that's impossible, Lord Prince."

It was Tu Zigu who was speaking, and she assuredly said: "If Budu wakes up early, then she will definitely wake up Lord Prince. It is absolutely impossible to watch our grave continue to be suppressed."

"...That's what it said." The son of God has absolute trust in Budu's loyalty, so all the questions have to return to Huo Qing'e.

The two people in front of them stared at themselves, it seemed that they wouldn't give up if they didn't say anything.

In desperation, Huo Qing'e had no choice but to say: "You guessed it right. The fortune was written by Budu, but she didn't wake up in advance. In terms of time, she woke up with you. As for who asked her to write... …"

Huo Qing'e paused, and suddenly looked at the son of God: "It's you, son of God."

"Eh?"

The son of God showed a surprised expression: "When? Why don't I remember?"

She didn't doubt that Huo Qing'e was lying. It was not how high she trusted Huo Qing'e, but rather the ability of the son of God to "be able to listen to ten people at the same time." This ability was not as simple as literally.

With this ability, even if the person speaking does not directly express her thoughts, she can read out the other's thoughts through the way the other person speaks, expressions, and behaviors, and infer the person's aptitude and future.

Huo Qing'e didn't lie, that is to say, it was really the magical fortune that she asked Budu to write, but let’s not say that she never had these memories. It’s impossible in terms of time. They have been here for thousands of years. Sleeping.

Once again, he cast a puzzled look at Huo Qing'e, and the other party smiled. This time, she did not sell her.

"Well, when will I say... That's really a long time ago. Let me tell you a story, an ordinary one, about a certain teenager and a certain girl, well, maybe it should be with several girls s story."

Chapter 70 Change

"Well, my head is dizzy..."

Opening her eyes in a daze, the scene in front of Mei Li's eyes changed back to the familiar station, but the sky was already dark.

"Strange, I shouldn't be here..." Mei Li's memory still stayed in that weird world, but soon these memories became fragmented, and in the end even a complete picture could not be put together.

Sitting on the icy roadside bench with her head in her arms, Mei Li let out a sigh of enlightenment: "That's it, it's a dream..."

However, just when Mei Li was about to wake up the Seventh House, who was leaning on her side, she heard a sigh of light in front.

Mei Li followed her reputation, and Wu Ye was dragging her onto the chair by grabbing her feet by dragging the corpse.

"Kaosaka, senior...?" Rao Yimei Li was calm, and didn't know how to react when he saw this strange scene.

"Uh, you woke up so soon?" Wu Ye's expression had a hint of embarrassment. Although what he was doing was not a shameful deed, it was always inappropriate to be seen.

"What the hell is this, woo-!"