The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

"Reimu, what are you going to do?" Komachi cried with a sad face. She could not stand or sit in the merits hall, and could only stare at Reimu who was rummaging through the records.

For God's sake, she definitely didn't have any premeditation with Reimu. This was all done by the miko at the spur of the moment and had nothing to do with her, the unlucky god of death who was passing by.

It's just that now, it's hard to say how much Shiki Yingji will believe this explanation.

"Don't be stunned, Komachi, come here and help me look for it." Reimu pulled the reluctant Komachi, leaving no room for rejection.

"." Komachi agreed without a few struggles. He was already at this point anyway, and it seemed like that was all he could do if he helped.

What Reimu is looking for is very simple, which is evidence that proves the existence of "Takeya Kousaka".

The records of all the souls who were judged are stored in the right and wrong hall. Even if all the memories related to Takeya disappear, and the records of Gensokyo have been tampered with, but this is the other side, maybe there will be fish that slip through the net, Just like myself.

Reimu did not intend to let go of any hope, even if it meant turning the entire trial hall upside down and completely confronting the King of Hell.

It's a pity that no matter how fast Reimu's hands and feet are, he can't be faster than Yakumo Purple and Yakumo Blue who are following closely behind.

The moment the master and servant stepped into the right and wrong hall, the atmosphere in the entire hall seemed to have changed. Komachi, who suddenly felt a chill, shivered, and moved his position slightly towards the corner, hoping that when the two sides fight Don't affect yourself.

"Purple" Reimu looked at Yakumo Purple with a calm face, biting his tongue and asked: "Are you really planning to stop me?"

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

Yakumo Zi opened the gap and released the changer among them. Seeing Reimu with a stiff expression, the corners of her eyes did not show a slight smile: "Come back with us."

".I refuse." Lingmeng shook his head, clenched the royal coin in his hand, and was about to seize the opponent first, but unexpectedly, before she could make a move, someone made a move first.

"Stop it all."

The voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty. Siji Yingji's figure appeared at the door of the main hall, and ten ominous phantoms fell to every corner of the hall, surrounding Lingmeng, Zi and the others.

Speaking of which, Siji Yingji's trial of the ten kings was originally a projection of the trial in the hall of right and wrong, but now that she herself is in the hall, 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 which, we haven't properly greeted Lord Yama." Yakumo Zi turned around with a smile, as if she didn't care about the situation of being suppressed.

"Monster sage, this is not the place you should come to, just like the witch over there, there is still time to retreat now." Si Yingji issued an ultimatum, turned sideways to make way for retreat, and at the same time the stick of repentance in her hand was lifted. It also gathered extremely dangerous spiritual power.

"No problem, we both agree to go back to Gensokyo. We don't want to stay here for a second anymore. It's just Reimu."

Yakumo Murasaki showed a fox-like smile and successfully shifted the focus of the question to Reimu.

Lingmeng's expression was a little annoyed, the fight she had expected between Yakumo Zi and Shiki Ehime did not happen, but now she was more likely to be besieged.

Shiji Eihime and Yakumo Zi, two eyes full of oppression fell on him, the god of death pouring in from outside the hall blocked all his escape routes, leaving only the main door of the main hall open, Reimu held the imperial coin His hands were slightly sweaty, so the next best option was to fight.

Just when the atmosphere was tense and anxious, suddenly, a god of death rushed into the hall in a hurry, moved to Siji Yingji's side anxiously, and said something in a low voice.

"What?"

A trace of unexpected astonishment flashed across Ji Yingji's calm face. She hardly had time to hide it, and asked blurted out, "Rampage? Wraith from the old hell?"

The hall was silent, and was suddenly locked on by many eyes. The god of death was very nervous, and said bravely: "Yes, yes, I just received a reply from the inspection team of the old hell. They couldn't bear it and already evacuated."

"What about the ghost clan?" Si Yingji couldn't believe that the god of death under her command couldn't deal with a group of low-level vengeful spirits, not to mention that after they moved to the other side, the old hell became the territory of the ghost clan. Watching the evil spirit wandering around in your own home.

"The ghost race is also fighting, but those grievances are very strange, they seem to be unable to kill," after looking at the questioning Siji Yingji, the god of death continued to say amazingly: "And I don't know why, they are moving towards Come over here with us."

".What did you say?"

It seemed that just to prove the truth of what the god of death said, there was a lot of commotion outside the hall. Siji Yingji looked solemn, and after taking a look at the few people in the hall, she decided to focus on business.

The conversation between Shiki Eihime and the Shinigami just now was not deliberately concealed, so both Yakumo Murasaki and Reimu heard it clearly. The two of them looked at each other and followed Shiki Eihime out of the palace in perfect agreement.

"This is?"

"Wraith!"

Without warning, a resentful spirit appeared outside the Hall of Right and Wrong, and its blood-red pupils exuded a frightening pressure. Zi Yakumo and Shiji Yingji were also surprised when they saw it.

It is indeed very different from ordinary resentful spirits. In addition to its overly large body, there is also the disgusting sinful aura it exudes.

At the same time, it also made a very strange roar——

"██————!!"

It was as if the meaning it represented had been deliberately erased. In other people's ears, they heard just two monotonous notes without any meaning.

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

Ordinary attacks cannot work, and spiritual power can only repel it but cannot destroy it. At the same time, it keeps shouting that name in a tone full of hatred——

"Takeya!"

Even though it was very inappropriate, Reimu couldn't help but feel a surge of joy in her heart. It was indeed true! Wu also exists, he really exists! !

When everyone's attention was attracted by the resentful spirit, only Yi Zhe noticed Ling Meng's excited expression. He lowered his head and quickly hid his expression.

Reimu was very excited. She seemed to have finally found proof of Takeya's existence, but soon her joy was overwhelmed by the spectacular sight that followed.

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

"Why are there so many resentful spirits?" Not to mention Shiki Yingji, even Reimu himself was shocked. The emergence of so many resentful spirits is a disaster in itself, not to mention that these resentful spirits And extremely weird.

Ordinary attacks are completely ineffective, and the Death Scythe with the power of judgment has no effect on them.

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

Blessings and misfortunes lurk, and a vengeful spirit is strong evidence to prove the existence of Wu Ye, but things seem to have become complicated with such a group of vengeful spirits.