The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

Most of the mystery was solved, but Takeya couldn't find any sense of accomplishment because the revelation of the facts had nothing to do with him.

If you look through "The Detective Collection of Sherlock Holmes", you will definitely be attracted by Sherlock Holmes' talent. Every case is a stage for his performance.

But if someone can see Takeya's story in the future, it will be particularly boring.

Because in his decryption story, the prisoner was finally found not because of how many clues he discovered, but because the victim himself saw and identified the prisoner, so all the truth came out.

This style instantly dropped by more than one level.

However, although there are finally answers to all the questions about the alien that Elliot saw, why she disappeared and why she appeared in the sea, it is just not complete yet.

The only thing left was the part that Takeya cared about the most.

"Why was Elliot injured? And he still appeared in the Tomb of No Fate? Isn't this place too unlucky?"

"Who knows? Shouldn't you ask your little cousin first about this kind of thing?"

Thinking about it, Takeru turned around and looked at Elio, only to find that his eyes were full of confusion.

Okay, don’t ask now. If you ask, you probably won’t know.

"Let me guess, Elliot, do you remember what happened before you disappeared? What happened before you saw the aliens?"

Elio shook his head blankly, his brows furrowed as if he was still thinking about something. The memories in his mind were scattered around like fragments, but they could not be put together in a complete picture.

"It doesn't seem possible." Yakumo Purple smiled and suggested: "We were just passing by at that time. If you want to know specific things, wouldn't it be more appropriate to ask the person involved?"

"But the person involved has long forgotten it."

"So, what we are telling you is to ask that Miss Celestial Being."

"You said, Bi, Bi, what's the name?"

"Compared to the one named Ju Tianzi."

"Yes, yes, that's her. That's it. Go ask her."

This is indeed a way. Since Elliot can no longer remember the situation after the incident, the other person involved, Miss Tianren, might know something more than the emperor.

But the first priority is to take Elliot back.

Takeru looked at Elio and still felt uneasy. Gensokyo and that strange world were too dangerous, not to mention that he had to find Rikka and the others next.

It is too unsafe to bring an ordinary person like Elliot with him, and the magic circle like just now might happen again.

"Are you going back?" Reading Takeya's thoughts from his eyes, Yakumo Purple asked: "Have you found a way?"

"I found it, this is it." Wu Ye took out the magic sign that Gu Mingjijue threw at his face not long ago.

"Divine sign?"

Taking this thing from Takeya's hand, Yakumo Murasaki's expression was a little weird. This thing was not so common as it was too common. It was so common that even she couldn't figure out the relationship between this thing and the world of Kage. What's the connection?

"If that mind-reading monster didn't trick me, then this thing should be able to help me get there, but I just don't know how to use it."

"Yeah?"

Yakumo Murasaki checked the magic sign in her hand without leaving any trace. There was no luck or bad luck written on it. It was not clear from the pattern which shrine it came from. The writing on the sign was a bit obscure. The most puzzling thing was what was drawn here. thing?

Yakumo Purple frowned and looked at the lower right corner of the paper that read this line——

[This is a gift from the Crown Prince, accept it with a grateful heart! 】

This is a sentence that makes people confused at first glance, and at the end of the text there is actually a Q version of the Taoist priest's head, are you a kid?

But even though she was disgusted by this prank-like joke at first, Yakumo Murasaki discovered a few details from it.

First of all, the "Prince-sama" in this sentence. Thinking about the current situation in Gensokyo, she would definitely not believe it if it had nothing to do with the newly unearthed saint.

However, this Q-version avatar is obviously not that of the Crown Prince. Considering the title, it was written by one of her subordinates or followers?

Yakumo Purple also watched the previous battle. There were only two people related to the Son of God. One was the evil fairy Huo Qing'e, and the other was the green-haired undead summoned by her. However, these two people obviously did not match this avatar.

In other words, is it someone other than them? The guy who was supposed to be called out, but failed for some reason.

If I remember the name correctly, it should be Monobe Budo.

Yakumo Zi felt that she seemed to have grasped the key point, but soon she had new questions.

The time doesn't match up.

If this divine sign was really written by Mononobe Futou, then how she, who should be in the world of shadows at the moment, handed this piece of paper to Gu Mingjikaku is a question.

Taking a step back, Gu Ming didn't get it from her hands. Considering the actual situation, it should have been from the evil immortal Huo Qing'e.

As for Huo Qing'e, Yakumo Zi admitted that the wall-penetrating chisel owned by the other party was indeed somewhat similar to her own. It was definitely feasible to fake it, but with her meager strength, she wanted to penetrate the sealed gap. Gensokyo is absolutely impossible.

Could it be Yama? No, that doesn’t make sense, tut. How on earth did these guys do it?

"Qing'e, how on earth did you do it?"

Just as Yakumo Murasaki fell into deep contemplation, on the other side of Gensokyo, Kamiko was asking the same question to his friend.

"What are you talking about? Son of God?"

"That piece of paper," Shenzi's tone seemed to be joking, but there was a hint of undetectable solemnity in his eyes: "The handwriting on that piece of paper belongs to Budu, even if I read it after a thousand years, If you can recognize it, it must be written by Budu."

Hearing this, Huo Qing'e smiled and said, "It was indeed written by Budu."

"Did you ask her to do it? When? Did Budu wake up before I and Tu Zi woke up in ancient times?"

"No, no, that's impossible, Your Majesty."

It was Tu Zigu who spoke, and she said firmly: "If Budu wakes up early, then she will definitely wake up the prince. It is absolutely impossible to watch our tomb continue to be suppressed."

"That's right." Shenzi had absolute trust in Budu's loyalty, so all the problems had to come back to Huo Qing'e.

The two people in front of them were staring at him, and it seemed that they would not give up until they told him the reason.

In desperation, Huo Qing'e had no choice but to say: "You guessed right, Budu wrote the magic sign, but she didn't wake up early. In terms of time, she woke up with you. As for who asked her to write it. "

Huo Qing'e paused for a moment and suddenly looked at Shenzi: "It's you, Shenzi."

"Eh?"

Shenzi showed a surprised expression: "When? Why don't I remember?"

She did not suspect that Huo Qing'e was lying. It was not because of how much she trusted Huo Qing'e, but because of the Son of God's own ability, "the ability to listen to ten people talking at the same time." This ability was not as simple as it sounds.

Through this ability, even if the person speaking does not express her thoughts directly, she can read the other person's thoughts through the way the other person speaks, expressions and behaviors, and use this to infer the person's qualifications and future.

Huo Qing'e didn't lie, which meant that she really asked Budu to write this magic sign. However, let alone saying that she had never had these memories, it was impossible in terms of time alone. They had been here for thousands of years. Sleeping deeply.

She cast doubtful eyes on Huo Qing'e again, and the other party smiled. This time she didn't show off.

"Well, it was a long time ago. Let me tell you a story. An ordinary story about a boy and a girl. Well, maybe it should be a story about several girls. ."