The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

I vaguely remember that it was a sunny day. Takeya and the newly met Shinigami Komachi were happily rowing on the Santu River. Then Takeya threw something that seemed very important into the Santu River.

"So why is this thing in your hand?"

After going over and over again to confirm that this spoon is indeed the one thrown into the river by himself, Wu also expressed that he couldn't figure it out at all:

"Could it be that you fished it out of the Santu River? But I heard that the river doesn't seem to be swimmable."

"If you want to leave more marks here, I will definitely not be stingy to help you again."

Chang'e looked at Wu Ye angrily and said:

"Do you think I am so free that I would go to the ground just to fish the Santu River? Although this thing is indeed valuable, do you think I am that boring?"

"Then how did you get this thing?"

"Of course I picked it up by floating along the river."

".Sorry, I didn't understand what you said again?"

"Really, that, did you see that?"

Chang'e pointed at the starry sky above their heads, and Wu Ye looked in the direction she pointed. Except for stars, he didn't see anything special:

"You said you picked it up by floating along the river, so why did you point me to the stars?"

"Don't you see how long the galaxy is?"

"Hey, wait, is this the river you're talking about?"

Wu Ye looked up at the starry sky, then looked down at Chang'e, and instantly lost his composure:

"I said, isn't your setting too inconsistent with the Basic Law?"

"You're just too ignorant."

Chang'e looked at Wu Ye with contempt, and then explained:

"The Santu River was not originally called the Santu River. It had another name a long time ago. At that time, when hell had not yet been established and the gods completely ruled the earth, the name of the river was 'Tianhe'."

"Tianhe?"

"Yes, to put it simply, it is a river that can go all the way to the sky. The star river you see above your head is the legendary Tianhe, which is also the source of the Santu River."

"Wait a minute, this setting seems to have no scientific basis at all?"

"science?"

Chang'e glanced at Wu Ye not surprised, and said lightly:

"Among the people you know, how many exist that can be explained by science?"

Wu Ye was startled when he heard this and smiled awkwardly:

".Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything and you continue."

"Do you know why you can't swim in the Santu River?"

"Isn't it because it will sink directly? I heard from the God of Death over there that the bottom of the Santu River is the deepest part of hell."

"That's right, but in fact, the original Santu River water was no different from ordinary river water. There is a reason why it became the River of the Dead now."

Chang'e stretched out her hand towards the starry sky, and Wu Ye saw a strange scene in a trance. He saw that the starry sky really turned into a river and began to ripple:

"The Tianhe River directly connects the ground and the moon. If it is not stopped, anyone can reach the moon through it. This is the most critical reason why the Tianhe River becomes the Santu River today."

"You don't like people on earth coming to the moon?"

As soon as Wu Ye’s words came out of his mouth, he felt that he was asking nonsense. The people of the moon are a group of clean freaks who hate filth. The ground is similar to the place of exile in their eyes. How could they like the people there? Where is their city?

"You can't say that."

Unexpectedly, Chang'e did not give a positive answer as Wu Ye thought:

"During the Age of Gods, even though there were occasional unidentified gods who came to heaven, the Moon City couldn't say that they didn't welcome them. After all, even if they lived in a filthy place, they were still gods."

"Then why did you change Tianhe to Santu River later?"

"Because the Age of Gods has fallen."

Chang'e shrugged her shoulders and said in an indifferent tone that she was more indifferent than eating and drinking. She didn't seem to have the slightest awareness that she was one of the gods:

"The people of the moon can allow gods to come to the capital of the moon, but they will never allow humans or monsters to come up."

"So Tianhe is blocked?"

"That's not called being blocked, it's being 'blocked'."

Then, Chang'e explained to Wu Ye in long and complicated words for a while, and then he understood what this "blocking" meant.

To put it simply, the flow of the Santu River is restricted, and dead objects can flow all the way to the moon through the river, but if they are living objects, they will sink directly to the bottom of the Santu River.

Tianhe was born earlier than hell, so it was not hell that created a river to transport the dead, but this blocked river that attracted Yama and Death.

Both the other side and Hell were built on the edge of the Santu River, and since the people of the moon blocked the Tianhe River, the section of the Tianhe River on the ground has been completely handed over to Hell for management.

As a river that spans the old and new hells, Takeru really didn't expect that it would be related to the people of the moon.

"Okay, our topic seems to have gone too far."

After explaining the relationship between Tianhe and Santuhe, Chang'e's eyes returned to the spoon that had just been exchanged to Wu Ye, and she said meaningfully:

"This was originally yours, and now it can be considered as returning to its original owner."

"But what is the use of this thing?"

Wu Ye naturally interpreted Chang'e's words as politeness, but he cared more about reality than these indifferent things:

"Last time, I remember this thing suddenly burst into flames and scared me, so I accidentally threw it into the Santu River."

Wu Ye looked at the little spoon lying quietly in his palm:

"Isn't this a lighter?"

"It's a good thing to have an imagination, because it allows me to beat you without any psychological pressure."

Rolling her eyes at Wu Ye, Chang'e felt an unprecedented tiredness at this moment, but she was still a good person and stayed true to her word, and explained the secret to Wu Ye seriously:

"The thing you are holding is not something that is meaningful individually. It needs to be gathered in sufficient numbers to play a collective role."

Taking the spoon from Wu Ye's hand, Chang'e looked at it carefully before continuing:

"This is just one of them. There are seven of them scattered. Counting the final key, there should be eight in total. It only makes sense to collect them all."

"Hey, are you saying this a bit forcefully?"

Wu Ye's mouth twitched slightly:

"Not to mention that I don't even know where the remaining seven are. Why should I collect these? And it doesn't seem to be anything powerful. Why don't you consider giving me your blood?"

"I'm not kidding."

Chang'e shook her head gently, looked at Wu Ye seriously and said:

"I firmly believe that everyone is born in this world with an innate mission. From the first time you come into contact with someone, you have no choice."

"What the hell is this?"

"No one in this world knows its existence now, but in the distant past, we used to call it this-"

Chang'e lowered her gaze, as if an endless abyss was reflected in her eyes:

"An instrument of great crime."