The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

Fate is like a big hand in the shadow, stimulating people's fragile nerves all the time.

Yakumo Murasaki didn't nod. The Ryūjin didn't know where he was, but Yuko actually said that he wanted to build Gensokyo. Takeru felt that he had unknowingly caused a lot of trouble.

But before that, bigger trouble came.

"Wu Ye, please run for me."

"Where are you going?"

"Go see Zi."

".Are you serious?"

Although most of the people Takeya knows like this kind of trip, but what is the situation now, and is it a bit too hasty to make such an important matter in just a few words?

"Of course, the sooner the better for this kind of thing, my identity is too conspicuous to go out, so I can only ask you." Saying that, Yuko stood up and opened the door of the cubicle. After a sound of rummaging through boxes, she Take out a long sword.

"This is..." This sword gave Takeya an extremely familiar feeling.

"If Zi doesn't believe you, show it to Zi."

Taking the long sword from Yuko's hand, Wu Ye glanced at the cherry blossom pattern on the hilt, no wonder he felt that Yaoji seemed to be inferior to Youmeng, after spending a long time looking at the sword, it was here!

Takeru raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Yuko, is it possible that you really know how to use a sword?"

"Well, I'll talk to you about this kind of thing again when I get the chance. Anyway, while the city is relatively chaotic now, you should get out of the city as soon as possible."

Under Yuko's repeated urging, Takeru was hurriedly sent on his way.

After leaving Saigyou's house, Takeru discovered that the chaos in Kyoto was not over yet, and had even intensified.

The heavily armed warriors were like broken boats in the storm among the crowd. No matter how hard they tried to control the situation, it was to no avail.

Kyoto, which lost its order, turned into a big dye vat, civilians, businessmen, old people, children, the sharp-eyed Wu also saw several people wearing swords following the flow of people.

Not everyone is qualified to carry a knife. Seeing the ashamed expressions on their faces, Wu also probably understood what was going on. Not everyone has the courage to fight monsters.

Going against the flow of people and finally reaching the gate of the city, he finally understood why the huge capital became so crowded. It turned out that there were still a steady stream of refugees outside the city.

Wu Ye stopped a refugee casually. The other person's clothes did not look like ordinary civilians. The person wanted to reprimand him for being rude, but he caught a glimpse of the Lou Guan sword on Wu Ye's waist while speaking, and he had to shut up. There was respect in his eyes.

From his mouth, Wu Ye finally knew the whole story. These people all fled after the fall of the northern cities.

How could a group of helpless civilians escape so far from a monster? What a joke, if Takeya hadn't guessed that this was done intentionally by the other party at this point, then he would have spent so many years in Gensokyo in vain.

Humans and monsters are already on the weak side in the battle. Sometimes fighting requires not only strength but also momentum. The word desperate is easy to say, but if you really want to do it, how many people are willing to risk their lives?

Deliberately letting go of a large number of refugees, letting them come to the capital to create panic and severely damage human morale, the monsters don't even need to do anything, as long as they wait quietly, they can deal a great blow to human beings mentally.

If the news can be blocked first, there is still room for manipulation, but such a large number of refugees flooded into the city at one time, the truth has already spread like wildfire, and it is too late to do anything now.

So, whose handiwork is this? The style is very similar to Yakumo Murasaki, but isn’t she planning to be a peacemaker?

Neither Ms. Yuxiang nor Suixiang seem like people who would do this, so the only ones left are Tengu? Hmm - I remember it was called, Big Tengu?

In the north, the monster base camp.

"You have really done an amazing thing, you guys." Yakumo Zi spoke in a very subtle tone, which was obviously not a compliment.

She leaned down, trying to see clearly the expression on the face of the guy with his head lowered in front of her, but he just lowered his head.

Yakumo Zi snorted softly, narrowing her eyes with a dangerous gleam: "I don't remember ever ordering you to continue attacking, Ootengu, is that your idea, or that guy's?"

If there were other youkai present at this moment, they would be very surprised, because the leader of the tengu clan, Daitengu, actually put his figure so low in front of Yakumo Zi.

But neither Yakumo Purple, Suika, nor even the Daitengu himself had any objections to this, because the Daitengu was just an acting leader.

The real leader of the tengu clan who can really be on an equal footing with Yakumo Zi and the others is a special tengu subspecies called Tenma, and it is exactly the "that guy" Yakumo Zi said.

"We don't understand Lord Demon's thoughts either. If necessary, that Lord will explain it himself."

"Oh, is it so?"

There was sarcasm in Yakumozi's eyes, watching Otengu leave the room, she turned around and slowly returned to her seat, and asked Cuixiang beside her: "Speaking of which, we only met once not long ago, what is she like? Monster?"

"Are you talking about Heavenly Demon?" Cuixiang put down the wine bowl in her hand, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Purely, she is always working hard for the prosperity of the race, and it was her idea to propose that the Tengu be separated from the ghost clan."

"After all this, you're still not angry?"

"What's there to be angry about?" Cuixiang shrugged nonchalantly: "The ghost clan has declined. If they are still willing to follow us, I really wonder if there is something wrong with her, a demon, in her brain."

"Is that so?" Yakumo Purple frowned. A gap monster like her couldn't understand the so-called race's way of survival that Suixiang said.

Suixiang stared at Yakumo Purple for a while: "You seem to be very dissatisfied with her? That's right, you are not welcome anywhere if you like to make your own decisions."

"That's not what we care about."

Yakumo Purple doesn't like "smart people", especially guys who like to use their intelligence on themselves. Compared with the demon, she even thinks that the tyrant of the fighting flower is much cuter.

At least that tyrant won't spend his extra energy thinking about the reasons for war.

Before Yakumo Purple stood up, no monsters thought about uniting to fight against humans. It wasn't that they didn't have the ability, but that they didn't understand the purpose of doing so.

Monsters feed on humans in order to survive. Humans fight monsters in order to survive. Everyone wants to continue living. This has been the case for thousands of years. No one has ever tried to break this pattern.

Until the appearance of Yakumo Purple.

She gives the monsters another reason to fight besides survival.

Why go to war with humans? For glory!

It can be said that Yakumo Murasaki is the first and only monster who has other pursuits besides "eating".

It was she who guided the direction of the monster, and it was she who directed this terrifying power to the right place. She was worthy of the name of a sage.

All monsters cheer for their own powerful power, cheer for the cities they rule one after another, and cheer for the increasing fear of humans.

This is glory, the glory that belongs to monsters.

Murasaki Yakumo, who gave them all this, naturally became their only follower, and the monsters worshiped this monster sage crazily.

However, only Yakumo Purple herself understands, glory? Haha, go to hell, she didn't waste so much effort just to be worshiped by a bunch of idiots.

Yakumo Purple just wants that person to smile.

That, her best friend.