Little Gods of Gensokyo

"Huh? What's that?"

"Ah~ the current monsters are really..." The priestess sighed: "Listen, this is a game used to resolve disputes in Gensokyo, prepare in advance..."

"Rubbish!"

"Ah? What did you say?" Reimu looked at the swordsman strangely.

Jinkara was not afraid, and repeated: "It's utter rubbish, what's the use of that kind of thing? It's better to play according to the rules of my game."

The swordsman put his hand on the hilt of his sword and laughed wildly: "How about two of us fighting until one of them is killed?"

"Uh!" Miko, who hadn't heard such explicit words for a long time, turned ugly.

Sure enough, this guy is very abnormal, Mei Hong's bad feeling is getting stronger and stronger, just as she was about to speak, Marisa next to her spoke.

"Hahaha, it seems that this guy doesn't accept your love at all? Lingmeng, do you want my help?"

"Shut up Marisa!" Reimu was still pitying the other party's injury and wanted to let her know, but he didn't expect the other party to be so ignorant: "Don't regret it, see if I don't break your other hand."

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that ghost...

"Oh~ I couldn't help but follow me in the end..." Hua Shan sighed and muttered, "What if I'm recognized?"

But she can't be left alone, if it's really Yongyi's vanguard...

Impossible impossible!Immortal shook her head to get this thought out of her mind, she thought she knew Yong Yi better, so there shouldn't be any reason for the other party to make a sudden attack at this time.

So... Could it be a lonely ghost?

It's also impossible, there are no such ghosts in this era.

Forget it, the Immortal gave up thinking, anyway, he will know the answer when he arrives, maybe Lingmeng and the others are mistaken.

Thinking like this, there was a strong sense of collision coming from the woods directly in front of him. One side was the very familiar Reimu, but the other side...

"Eh? This breath is..."

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It's not good, Mei Hong looked at the two people coming and going on the field, although Reimu has not been injured so far, but has gradually fallen to the bottom.

Meihong knew that the witch was hesitating. Unlike herself, Reimu was just an ordinary girl with power, and she always hesitated subconsciously when facing the flaws revealed by the other party, such as the throat. The opponent can take advantage of this opportunity, and it is only a matter of time before the defeat continues like this.

Even Marisa could see this, the magician was not in the same mood at the moment, and looked at the dodging Reimu with a complicated expression.

"Hey! Reimu! Don't put any more water da☆ze!"

"Whispering..." Reimu struggled to block the opponent's sword with the Yubi grid.

Marisa doesn't feel pain in her back when she stands and talks, and only she can feel the strangeness of a swordsman when she is fighting the opponent.

Obviously, it was only the first time that he and she had fought against each other, but the other party seemed to be very familiar with his moves. As long as he raised his hand, the other party could immediately react to his next move, and strangely, he had a corresponding counterattack strategy.

and……

Lingmeng frowned slightly, it really hurts.

"What's wrong?! Wasn't it very arrogant just now? Is it only this level?" The swordsman attacked frantically regardless of his own injuries: "There should be more powerful moves! Use them!"

"You bastard..." Lingmeng waved the coin vigorously to block Jinkara back, and then jumped a few steps to a safe place before stopping: "You asked for it, don't blame me if you die!"

Saying so, the priestess stretched her hand into the armhole, and when she reappeared, she already had several spells between her fingers.

This posture... oh, that move.Jinjaluo found that things were not as bad as he thought.

I've been locked up with that bastard witch for so many years, and I haven't learned anything else. I've been familiar with Hakurei's moves for a long time, and after so many years, are the witches still living on their laurels?

Although he will suffer a little injury, Jinkara is sure that the next blow will determine the winner.

Meihong, who was standing aside, felt a little bad when she saw the corner of the swordsman's mouth slightly hooked, but the two of them had already rushed towards each other.

Oops!Just as the Penglai man was about to step forward, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a figure passing by.

"boom--!"

A huge roar appeared together with the flying dust, facing the sudden blow, the witch and the swordsman had no choice but to retreat.

"Who is it?!" Jinjaluo who was disturbed asked angrily.

"Cough, cough, cough! No, it's just passing by, and it's the envoy of justice!" The visitor stammered.

"Huh?" Jinjieluo looked at the familiar masked figure in front of him with dumbfounded eyes and asked, "Is it Huashan?"

"No, no, no! I've already said she's a messenger of justice!" Although the visitor covered her face, anyone could tell that she must be blushing now.

"Haha! This voice is indeed Hua Fan!" Jinjieluo said firmly.

"It's all said no! Can't you guys listen to people?!"

While the person was talking, the witch hit her on the head with a fist: "What the hell are you, you stupid fairy!"

"What kind of spiritual dream?!" Hua Shan yelled while covering his head.

"I should ask you that!" Lingmeng said tiredly, "Forget it, I'm on it!"

"Wait..." Before Hua Shan had time to stop her, the witch's figure had already disappeared in front of her eyes.

Subhole, it's obviously a human being, but it teleported as if nothing had happened.

However, this invincible move was defeated by Jinkara.

Without even thinking about it, the swordsman turned around and grabbed, and pinched Reimu's throat almost as soon as Reimu appeared.

"Varied……"

"Reimu!"

"I caught you." Jinkara smiled and said, "Do you witches only move behind people? If you have seen it hundreds of times, even a fool will know how to play."

"Let go of Reimu!"

Just as Marisa was about to rush up, Meihong stopped her.

"Do not impulse!"

"Okay, Jinkara, let her go." Hua Fan sighed and took off the mask after seeing the situation.

"Sure enough, it's Hua Fan. By the way, what's the matter with your strange attire?" Jinjaluo greeted familiarly.

"I just don't want you to say that..." Hua Fan looked at the other party's attire. Although it was rotten, it was obviously a maid's attire.

"Forget it, let's talk after I finish her." Said casually, Jinkara increased his grip, and the priestess showed a painful expression.

"Okok! That's it!"

There was a sudden sound, and at the same time, there was a strange crack that suddenly appeared from the surroundings, and the no-passing sign protruding from it was firmly stuck on the swordsman's body.

"Huh!" After being hit hard in the abdomen, Jinjialuo groaned but still didn't let go, and looked coldly at the big monster who came out of the gap of wickedness.

"Eight Cloud Purple..."

"Ah, it's rare that you still remember me. I haven't seen you for a long time." Yakumo Zi, who was still waving a folding fan even though it was winter, said, "You really don't want to let people have a moment of leisure. Can you let our maiden go? ?”

"I roar? What if I say 'no'?" Jinjialuo slowly clenched his stomach full of anger, this fight was inexplicable, obviously he was the victim.

"That's enough Kunjara."

A force that cannot be ignored came from the swordsman's wrist.

"Hua Fan?!" Jinkara looked at his former companion in disbelief.

"It's ready..." Hua Shan lowered her head and didn't look at her, but the strength in her hand expressed her position.

Jinjaluo looked at the witch in his hand, then at the silent realm demon, and finally stayed on his own people for a while.

"Hmph!" With a miserable laugh, she let go of the witch, who coughed violently as soon as she landed.

"Sorry." Hua Shan said in a low voice and let go of his hand.

"That's great, everyone is happy." Yakumo Zi didn't seem to see the awkward atmosphere on the field, and clapped her hands with a smile: "It's rare for old friends to reunite. Let's find a place to have a good chat."

As he spoke, he falsely introduced himself into the gap.

"Hmph! I don't remember being friends with you."

Even though he said that, Jinkara walked in, then Huashan, and finally Reimu followed behind Yakumozi's eyes.

"Reimu!"

Just as Marisa was about to follow, Zi Yakumo stopped her.

"Ah, ah, children, let's go home quickly."

He walked into the gap without looking back.

"It seems that we have been excluded. It's really rare." Meihong looked at the slowly closing gap and shrugged indifferently.

Marisa looked worriedly at the place where the other party disappeared: "Reimu..."

Section 402 398. Talks

"Ah? Where is this?" Jinkara asked looking at the simple yet unique courtyard in front of him, thinking that he would be taken to some disgusting place.

"Medical Center, some of us should see a doctor." Finally, the big monster came out of the gap and explained.

"Medical center?" The swordsman was stunned for a moment before he sarcastically said to the sage, "I can't die from this injury."

"I'm not talking about you." Yakumo Zi glanced at the self-proclaimed amorous ghost, and then at Reimu at the side: "Okay, let's go in."

As he spoke, he took the lead in pushing open the door of Eternal Pavilion.

"Excuse me~ Is Eirin at home?" Yakumo Zi called into the room.

Lingmeng and Huafan looked at the sage who behaved strangely with weird eyes, but Jinkara looked indifferent. Isn't this the basic etiquette of visiting?

The doctor in uniform came out of the room, stared at the group of people in front of him, paused for a while, and then looked at Yakumo Zi.

"It's so rare, didn't you come in directly today?"

"I hate it, Eirin, she also wants to be popular, how does it feel?" Yakumo Zi covered her face with a folding fan and smiled.

"Disgusting." The doctor said bluntly.

"That's right, it seems that Yonglin's practice is not good yet." Yakumo Zi didn't have much reaction to this: "Okay, that's enough for the gossip, is there a place for us to have a good chat?"

"This is a medical clinic, not your living room." Bayi Yonglin's order to chase away guests was very happy.

"Don't be like that, Yonglin, I'm doing it for your own good too." Yakumo Zitiao said with a smile, "Don't worry about asking around."

Yayi Yonglin looked at Yakumo Zi a little strangely, always feeling that the other party was extraordinarily 'honest' today.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the doctor finally turned around and led the way: "Come in."

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Kunkara refused the doctor's treatment as she said, but it was Reimu who stayed in the consulting room for a long time, obviously without any injuries.

He waited until the ghost got a little impatient before coming out with the doctor.

"It's really delicate." Jinkara taunted, Reimu just glanced at her and then sat silently aside, which made the swordsman who found fault very unhappy.

"Okay, okay." Yakumo Zi clapped her hands to stop Jinkara's attack: "So why did you appear suddenly? Where have you been all these years?"

"Oh? Go straight to the point right from the start?" Jinjialuo said with a smile, "I thought you would test me with a hidden smile."

"Ha~ forget it, I don't have that kind of leisure," Yakumo Zi yawned: "Besides, don't you like those too?"

"Okay." Jinjaluo touched his nose, only to feel that the old guys who haven't seen for hundreds of years are getting more and more difficult to deal with.

From the beginning to the end, it was Yakumozi and Jinkara's conversation, Yayi Yonglin put on the posture of a bystander, Reimu was indifferent, Huashan was immersed in his own world and bit his lip as if he was under a lot of psychological pressure .

Jinkara changed to a comfortable sitting position, which seemed a bit casual compared to the few people sitting upright.

"Well, I have been locked up with a four-legged snake and a ghost for so many years, and it was only recently that I was released by the ghost with the task of carrying a four-legged snake. Is this clear enough?"

The swordsman played charades, but everyone present understood them.