The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

How these strange resentful spirits appeared and why they attacked the seemingly unrelated shore were something Yakumo Purple didn't understand, and she had no interest in exploring the conspiracy.

How to solve the case is the detective's job, all she has to do is a simple elimination method.

Wraiths are composed of resentment and are only driven by hatred. They have no ability to think, so there is no possibility of using tactics. Then the probability of individual wraiths acting alone is basically zero.

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

Shiki Ehime had no reason to do this, and Reimu would never use such a mind. There was no possibility of betrayal by the God of Death, so excluding herself, the only remaining prisoner would be him.

The demonic power gathered at the fingertips, and Yakumo Zi abruptly pointed the spearhead at the most inconspicuous Yi Zhe. A beam of light hit the opponent's heart, but to everyone's surprise, the Yi Zhe was on guard.

The mirror-like shield in front of him was broken, and Yi Zhe's body flew out and rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

"tsk"

Zi clicked her tongue in disbelief. She didn't expect that a mere human had anticipated her sudden attack. It was her style to kill a chicken without using a knife, so the attack just now was just powerful enough to kill a human. .

Unexpectedly, this actually became a part used by the other party.

The moves used by Yi Zhe for defense are not advanced abilities, but simply a kind of onmyoji. After the defeat of the onmyoji lineage thousands of years ago, the spells that have been passed down to this day are only superficial.

Yi Zhe used the remnants of those Yin and Yang techniques, and he could barely protect himself, let alone resist. Unfortunately, Zi only had this one chance.

"Zi, what are you doing?"

Murasaki's attack did not work, but instead caused uneasiness among others, especially Shiki Ehime. After all, Yakumo Murasaki had too many criminal pasts, and now she almost regarded him as the mastermind of this resentful spirit turmoil.

As for Reimu, although her intuition told her that Zi would not do such a thing, the other party's sudden attack on Yi Zhe made her wary.

After all, at this stage, Yi Zhe and she seemed to be teammates on a united front. It was precisely because of the other party's suggestion that she was able to come to the other side by chance and discover traces of Wu Ya's existence.

She remembered this favor.

Needless to say, Lingmeng stood directly in front of Yi Zhe and protected him who fell, which was a clear statement of attitude.

The smile on Yakumo Purple's face was much deeper. She missed the best opportunity. There was no possibility for her to launch a second attack. After all, now that the situation is unclear, Shiki Ehime would never do it rashly. sit idly by.

But it was also through the blow just now that she was convinced that the Yi Zhe must be inseparably connected with this resentful spirit incident.

The resentful spirits in the distance are constantly suppressing the situation, and on this side, the atmosphere in front of the Right and Wrong Hall once again fell into a strange silence. The death god next to Shiki Aihime subconsciously transferred the encirclement from Reimu to Zi and Lan.

The King of Hell himself looked at the master and servant with a scrutinizing gaze.

After everyone's attention was diverted, Yi Zhe, who was holding his chest, finally got up from the ground. Although Yakumo Murasaki's attack was barely blocked by him, it was still too reluctant with his human body.

"Sure enough, a body of this level is simply not enough."

After swallowing the soliloquy that no one noticed, Yi Zhe stood up and whispered to Reimu: "Miss Miko, it seems to be confirmed."

"What?" Ling Meng didn't understand what Yi Zhe was referring to.

"My divination shows that what you are looking for is already close at hand." Yi Zhe lowered his head and hid his expression. He could not let Lingmeng see the smile that became distorted due to excitement.

Everything must be based on the trust of the miko, and this is the only thing he can rely on.

"Really?" After the incident with the wraith, Lingmeng had already recognized the trader's ability to a certain extent. Although she instinctively had no good impression of this man, this did not prevent her from trusting him.

"As you can see, those resentful spirits are proof of the existence of Mr. Takeya Kosaka, aren't they?" Yi Zhe's hoarse voice seems to have a kind of captivating magic power, like the midnight bell, which seems to be isolated from the hustle and bustle of the world. Fascinating.

"You" Ling Meng turned back to look at Yi Zhe in surprise: "Is it possible that you know Wu Ye?"

"No, I don't have such an honor."

Although Yi Zhe's answer disappointed Reimu, his next words surprised the miko: "I just believe it. I believe what you said, Miss Miko. I believe that there once was such a great person in the history of Gensokyo. Saved."

"Great?" Although Yi Zhe's evaluation of Wu Ye made her laugh a little, she did look squarely at the inconspicuous man in front of her.

"Although it's a bit rash, but, Miss Miko, I have a proposal."

Noticing the change in Lingmeng's expression, Yi Zhe lowered his head deeply, hiding all his expressions, and then said in a calm tone: "Perhaps, your wish can be realized faster."

"Tell me about it." Ling Meng asked Yi Zhe naturally.

"call."

Yi Zhe responded with two words concisely and concisely, and said to the thoughtful Lingmeng: "With all due respect, although we have proved the existence of that gentleman, judging from the current situation, that gentleman may have already From this world."

"Humph" Lingmeng snorted heavily, expressing his dissatisfaction, but he did not interrupt Yi Zhe's words. Although it was a bit unpleasant, maybe that was the truth.

"I'm sorry," Yi Zhe first expressed his apology in a humble manner, and then said: "If that's the case, our attempt to find him will be in vain, but we can use other methods."

"Using some kind of summoning technique?" Even if he didn't want to admit from the bottom of his heart that Wu had disappeared from the world of the living as a premise, Reimu had to admit that Yi Zhe's proposal was feasible.

In other words, it should be the only feasible one now.

After all, relying on that group of resentful spirits alone can't solve any practical problems.

Most of Hakurei Miko's spells are focused on attack and barrier. Regarding summoning spells, Reimu has really not dabbled in them, so this time she naturally turned her attention to the changer. As expected, the other party responded again. met her expectations.

"I also know a thing or two about the art of summoning. All that is needed is a suitable venue and medium."

Yi Zhe's tone finally couldn't help but bring out a little excitement, but Lingmeng no longer cared about it: "As a country of the dead, the other side and the underworld are naturally the first choices, and then there is the medium needed to summon the Lord - —”

Saying that, Yi Zhe turned his gaze to the group of resentful spirits in the distance: "Those resentful spirits that can prove the existence of that adult are the most suitable media, aren't they?"

"Wraith spirits?" Reimu frowned and questioned: "They have no direct contact with Takeya. At best, they only have some intersection. Is that okay?"

"No problem, the resentful spirits are enough," Yi Zhe assured. He pointed to the area covered by the resentful spirits: "As long as I reach the boundary of the Santu River, I can cast it at that location. The art of summoning.”

The question was handed back to Reimu, and she couldn't help but fall into a struggle.

Are there anyone else in Gensokyo who is good at summoning? The answer is undoubtedly yes, but they are not willing to believe that Takeya exists, or in other words, they have forgotten it.

The medium, location, and caster were all ready, all that was needed was an idea from her.

After a while, Lingmeng gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's do this!"