Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

What Reimu was looking for was simple, it was proof that "Takeya Takasaka" existed.

There are records of all the souls being judged in the right and wrong hall. Even if all the memories related to Takeya disappear, Gensokyo’s records have also been tampered with, but here is the other side. If you don’t know, there will be fish that slip through the net. Just like yourself.

Reimu didn't intend to let go of any hope, even if he wanted to turn the entire court room upside down and the King of Hades to go up and down.

It's a pity that Reimu's hands and feet can't be as fast as Yakumozi and Yakumolan, which are closely behind.

The moment the master and servant stepped into the right and wrong hall, the atmosphere of the whole hall seemed to have changed. Komachi suddenly felt a little chill, and moved slightly towards the corner, hoping that when the two sides fought. Don't affect yourself.

"Zi..." Reimu calmly looked at Yakumo Zi, biting his words and asked: "Are you really going to stop me?"

"That's the end of the mess, Reimu."

Yakumo Zi opened the gap and released the changer in it. Seeing the stiff-looking Reimu, the corners of her eyes did not show a slight smile: "Go back with us."

"...I refuse." Reimu shook his head, holding the Yubi in his hand, and was about to come and win people first, but unexpectedly, someone moved first before she could make a move.

"Stop it all for me."

The sound was not loud, but it was full of heavy majesty. Siji Yingji's figure appeared at the door of the main hall, and ten fierce phantoms fell on all corners of the hall, surrounding Reimu and Zi.

Speaking of Shiji Yingji's trial of ten kings, it was a projection of the trial of right and wrong in the room of right and wrong. Now that she herself is in the room, the power of this trial will increase exponentially.

At the same time, both Zi and Reimu felt that the power in their bodies was suppressed. It was a kind of suppression from the level of rules, which was almost impossible to break.

"Oh, speaking of it, we haven't greeted Master Yan Wang yet." Yakumo Zi turned around with a smile, as if he didn't care about the suppressed status quo.

"Monster sage, this is not the place you should come to, just like the witch over there, it’s too late to withdraw now." Shiji Yingji gave an ultimatum, leaned her body and gave way to retreat, and at the same time the repentance stick in her hand Also gathered extremely dangerous spiritual power.

"No problem, we agreed to return to Gensokyo with both hands. We don't want to stay here for a second, it's just Reimu..."

Yakumo Zi smiled like a fox and successfully shifted the center of the problem to Reimu.

Reimu's expression was a bit annoying, the situation she had expected that Yakumo Zi and Siji Yingji would fight against each other did not appear, but now she is more likely to be besieged.

Shiki Yingji and Yakumozi, two oppressive sights fell on her body, the god of death pouring in from outside the temple blocked all his escape routes, leaving only the open main entrance of the hall, and Reimu held Yubi His hands were sweating slightly, and the only best move was to fight.

Just when the atmosphere was tense and anxious, suddenly, a god of death hurriedly broke into the temple, and anxiously approached Siji Yingji's side, whispering something.

"what?"

An unexpected surprise flashed across Siji Yingji's calm face. She barely had time to conceal it, and blurted out and asked: "Rush away? The resentful spirit of the old hell?"

The hall was quiet, and was suddenly locked in by many eyes. The god of death was very nervous and bit his head and said: "Yes, yes, just received a reply from the team who inspected the old hell, they can't stand it and have already evacuated."

"...What about the ghosts?" Siji Yingji could hardly believe that her god of death could not deal with a group of low-level resentful spirits, not to mention that after they moved to the other side, the old hell became the territory of the ghosts. Those guys would not. I watched the resentful spirit dangling in his home.

"Ghosts are also fighting, but those resentful spirits are very strange. They don't seem to be...can't kill." After looking at each other with the questioning Shiji Yingji, the god of death continued to say surprisingly: "And I don't know why, they Coming towards us."

"……what did you say?"

It seemed that it was to prove the truth of what the god of death said, and there was a commotion outside the temple. Siji Yingji's face was solemn. After taking a look at the people in the temple, she decided to take business seriously.

The dialogue between Siji Yingji and Shinigami just now did not deliberately conceal, so Yakumozi and Reimu heard clearly. The two of them looked at each other and walked out of the hall with Siji Yingji with great tacit understanding.

"this is?"

"The resentful spirit!"

Without warning, a resentful spirit appeared outside the Hall of Right and Fei Quzhi, blood-red pupils exuding frightening pressure, Yakumo Zi and Siji Yingji were also surprised when they saw it.

It is indeed very different from ordinary resentful spirits, in addition to this too large body, there is also this disgusting sinful breath it emits.

At the same time, it made a very strange roar

"██————!!!"

As if it had been deliberately erased the meaning it represents, in other people's ears, I heard only two monotonous notes with no meaning at all.

But the voice sounded by Reimu was like a giant hammer hitting her heart. That long memory was awakened. When a geyser next to the shrine erupted, she also encountered such a strange spirit. .

Ordinary attacks can’t work. Spiritual power can only repel it but cannot destroy it. At the same time, it keeps calling that name in a hateful tone.

"Wu Ye!"

Although it shouldn't be, Reimu's heart really couldn't help but a surge of joy, as expected!Wu also exists, he really exists!!

When everyone's attention was attracted by the resentful spirit, only Yizhe noticed Reimeng's excited expression. He lowered his head and quickly concealed his expression.

Reimeng was very excited. She seemed to have finally found proof that Wu Ye had existed, but soon the joy was overwhelmed by the spectacular sight that followed.

Looking from a distance, I saw that on the edge of the Santu River, the death gods were being beaten back by waves of resentful spirits.

"How come there are so many resentful spirits?" Not to mention Siji Yingji, even Reimu herself was shocked. So many resentful spirits pouring out together is a disaster in itself, let alone these resentful spirits. Also extremely weird.

Ordinary attacks are completely ineffective, and the Death Scythe with the power of judgment will not have any effect on them.

Several ghost kings of the ghost clan are also in the fighting team. Although using pure spiritual power to attack them can repel them, they cannot be destroyed.

Good fortune and misfortune, a resentful spirit is a strong proof that Wu also exists, but such a group of resentful spirits... things seem to have become complicated.

Chapter 8 The Possibility of Summoning

How these strange resentful spirits appeared, and why they attacked the seemingly unrelated shore, these eight clouds did not understand, and she was not interested in exploring the tricks in it.

How to solve a case is the work of a detective, and all she has to do is a simple elimination method.

Resentful spirits are composed of resentment and can only be driven by hatred. They do not have the ability to think, and there is no possibility of using tactics. Then the probability of individual resentful spirits acting alone is basically zero.

The appearance of this resentful spirit must be man-made!

Siji Yingji had no reason to do this, and Reimu wouldn't use such a mind. There was no possibility of betrayal by the god of death, so she would be ruled out, and the remaining prisoner could only be him.

The demon power gathered at the fingertips, Yakumo Zi suddenly pointed the spearhead at the most inconspicuous changer, and a beam of light hit the opponent's heart, but unexpectedly, the changer was guarded.

The mirror-like shield blocking him was smashed, and the Yizhe's body flew upside down, rolling on the ground for a few times before stopping.

"Tsk..."

Zi smacked her tongue in a gloomy manner. She didn't expect that a human being would have expected her sudden trouble beforehand. It was her style of action to kill a chicken without a sledgehammer, so the attack just now was just as powerful as it could kill a human being. .

Unexpectedly, this has actually become a part of being used by the other party.

The defensive moves used by the changers are not advanced abilities, but simple onmyojis. After the defeat of the onmyojis thousands of years ago, the spells that have been passed down to this day are just a few trivial furs.

What the changer uses are the residues of the onmyoji technique, so he can barely protect himself, let alone resist it. Unfortunately, Zi has only one chance.

"Zi, what are you doing?"