The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

Can't help cursing, Wu Ye's boredom persisted, he picked up a stone on the ground and threw it forward as if venting, and then——

"Ouch! It hurts!"

"..."

Luck is really something that cannot be judged by common sense. Wu is probably the first to be unlucky after death.

"Which guy is throwing stones at me!"

What came from the front was the girl's scolding. Looking up, I saw a red-haired girl covering the pimple on her head and casting unkind eyes at herself.

"Is that you? How dare you throw stones at me! Don't want to cross the river!"

The girl was wearing a blue dress with a white skirt, a wide belt around her waist, and a pair of thick-soled wooden clogs. The swell of the stalwart.

When he fixed his eyes on Wu Ye, his whole body broke out in a cold sweat. This, this guy is actually bigger than Wen Wen, ahem!What am I thinking!

"Hug, sorry!"

He hurriedly stood up and apologized. After all, he was the one who hit the opponent with the stone he threw. He was not so bored that he dared not even admit this small mistake, even though he was already dead.

"Hey, I thought it was a rich young man, but he turned out to be a poor boy. This time he was smashed for nothing, and he wanted to make a fortune..."

"..."

The girl's cursing and talking to herself made Wu Ye speechless, miss, why are you more money-obsessed than Reimu, and can't you say such things where I can't hear them?This embarrasses me in front of the client!

"……never mind."

After staring at herself for a while, the red-haired girl suddenly put her hands on her hips and said:

"It's useless to scold you, just throw it into the river in a while."

"...Well, who are you?"

Looking at the girl who "holds vengeance" dumbfoundedly, although she had her own guesses, Wu Ye still asked for that glimmer of hope.

"me?"

The red-haired girl shook her hair, showed a hearty smile and said:

"Of course it's the god of death, can't you see it?"

"……Ha ha."

I knew it would be like this!Wu Ye roared frantically in his heart, people's luck is really something unpredictable, the god of death is offended as soon as he dies, is it really the same as that guy Danshenggu said, he was cursed, right?

Wu Yede, who had already given up the treatment, pulled his head and asked gloomyly:

"Hey, let me say, shouldn't the Grim Reaper stay on the Santu River? This is the Tomb of No Fate."

"Huh? How do you know that the God of Death works on the Santu River?"

Looking at Wu Ye in surprise, the red-haired girl didn't hide anything, and told him the reason directly:

"Reaper's work is indeed on the Santu River, but yesterday I went to Gensokyo to find someone to have a drinking party, oops, I didn't wake up until the morning after drinking, and I forgot everything about work, so in order to make up for it a little bit, I stopped by The Misfortune Tomb has extradited some undead, hahaha."

Is the Grim Reaper such a laid-back guy?Skipping work can skip work so freely?Thinking of those miserable undead with nowhere to go, and thinking of himself who is now one of them, Wu Ye felt a little sad for no reason.

The future is dark.

"Okay, that's enough nonsense, if you don't work anymore, you will be lectured by Lord Siji again."

Clapping her hands together, the red-haired girl shouted:

"Yo, everyone, pay attention--!"

Her voice seemed to have a special charm, and all the undead turned their attention to her for a while.

"It's time to go, everyone."

The words of the god of death fell, and a wonderful thing happened. I saw that many translucent undeads all seemed to be evaporated and turned into a burst of firefly-like light particles, and finally the whole body shrank into a faint blue sphere and dragged along for a long time. The long trail came to the red-haired girl and hovered around her.

The red-haired girl watched this scene with satisfaction, and Wu Ye watched all this with a little freshness. Then, the two looked at each other, and saw the death girl tilting her head cutely:

"Huh? Why are you still in human form?"

Chapter 18 Carousel

"It shouldn't be..."

The red-haired girl circled around Wu Ye, her head filled with unanswered questions.

"Aren't you an undead?"

"I don't know, aren't you the god of death, don't ask me this kind of thing..."

Wu Ye himself didn't understand what happened, and somehow the other party started talking to him that he didn't understand.

"Strange, is the ability of Death God invalid?"

The red-haired girl frowned, she stopped and looked up and down at Takeya in front of her.

"Theoretically, a human soul like yours should not be able to resist the breath of death. It is only natural to become that kind of spirit body, but why..."

Feeling puzzled, the Grim Reaper girl stretched out her hand and squeezed Wu Ye's arm, and the pained Wu Ye gasped for air without mercy.

"H-what are you doing?"