13. I thought of a very good title, but I forgot it

"Are you awake?"

Vaguely, Mingkong heard the voice of Hakuri Reimu and wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be stuck with 502 glue, and no matter how Lin Yao struggled, he could only barely open his eyes a slit. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There is information about the battle with Kazumi Yuka, and the memory preservation of the clear sky is only until he uses 51% of the acceleration state, and after that, he has entered a state similar to suspended animation.

"Is this Hakurei Shrine? Looks like he's still alive......"

Although his body seemed to be hollowed out, his spirit was not affected much, at least as evidenced by the fact that Mingkong was still able to think crankily at this time.

The eyelids slowly opened, Reimu sat on the side, taking care of Mingkong with all his heart, and Ika stood aside like a wooden stake, obviously with a face that could fascinate an idiot with a little cuteness, but it was a three-nothing.

"I didn't expect to really come back to life, and I'm still thinking about throwing you out if I don't wake up today......"

Reimu looked at the clear sky that opened his eyes, but was obviously still very weak, and muttered in disappointment.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from Mingkong's brain, the gods and Buddhas are on me, I woke up today, thank you so much.

"What kind of gods are enshrined in this Boli Shrine? I actually took a guy like you as a shrine maiden. ā€

Relying on the fact that he is now a wounded, and Hakurei Reimu is not Yakumo Purple, so Mingkong mocks unscrupulously.

Hakuri Reimu suddenly felt very unhappy, couldn't this guy lie quietly like a normal patient?

Despite being very upset, Hakuri Reimu turned her head away and snorted, "I don't know, maybe not at all." ā€

"Hey! Who said before that she was a child raised by the gods! The gods are weeping! ā€

Mingkong complained ruthlessly.

Hakuri Reimu replied very aggrievedly: "Anyway, it's already an empty witch......" In her words, there was a feeling of breaking the jar and breaking it.

"The Witch of the Sky?"

Mingkong has only heard of the realm of emptiness, the other side of emptiness, and the gorilla of emptiness, but what the hell is the witch of the void, Mingkong really doesn't know (fog).

"It's the witch who is always empty in the cash box......"

Reimu replied casually, but the resentment from the bottom of his heart formed a black mist behind him that was almost as substantial as a substance.

"Ahem......"

Even if Mingkong had already trained a pair of rough nerves that could run a train under Ika's tutelage, he almost choked himself to death when he suddenly heard such a strong explanation from Hakuri Reimu.

Probably because there is still a balance in the current Bo Li Reimu Festival, so after seeing that Mingkong was choked, he quickly returned to his normal state, and his face changed so fast that his demeanor changed naturally, and he couldn't see the slightest feeling of natural stupidity.

"Speaking of which, why did you challenge the Lord of the Four Seasons of Flowers?"

When something is in an awkward state, it is a very good choice to change the topic, although Hakuri Reimu is natural, but this seems to be the instinct of every intelligent creature, a skill that can be mastered without learning at all.

It's just that some people are very clever at changing the topic, and they can quickly cut into the G-point of others, and quickly make others forget the embarrassment just now. And some people transfer the embarrassment of one point to the embarrassment of three points, and it is clear that Hakurei Reimu is this kind of person......

"I don't know ...... either"

Mingkong's momentum suddenly subdued, he felt as if he was a machine being manipulated at will, without his own thoughts, not knowing what he should do or how to do it, just waiting for other people's instructions to act.

Hakuri Reimu glanced at the blood-red eyes of the clear sky, and said in a slightly sad tone, "I always don't know what I should do......"

"Although it's said to be a witch, but now the big monsters are rarely active, and the little monsters are more just pranks, and they don't hurt humans much, and they always feel as if they are not needed, and it doesn't matter if there is themselves in this world......"

"He's not like you."

Hakurei Reimu didn't finish her words, and it wasn't Mingkong who interrupted her words, but Ika, who had been standing quietly on the side like a wooden stake.

"He has what he has to do, it's just that he doesn't want to accept it."

At the moment when Ika spoke, Mingkong had already tried his best to put on a serious face, but because his body was too weak, it might not actually show the effect he wanted, Ika completely ignored his serious warning, and Balabala said everything that should be said and what should not be said.

"What has to be done?"

Hakuri Reimu sighed lightly and turned her head to look at Mingkong, she couldn't understand Mingkong's thoughts. She's lived so long that no one ever told her what to do, so she always seemed idle, and if someone told her to do something right, she would be happy to accept it.

It was as if Yakumo Murasaki wanted to get her help, so she readily agreed. It's not that she really understands Yakumo Zi's dream, but she feels that she is needed from Yakumo Zi, so she agrees so happily.

Mingkong sighed, he didn't know how to explain to Hakuri Mingkong, he and Hakurei Reimu's situation could be said to be the opposite. Hakuri Reimu has never been told what she should do, but Mingkong has been around him since she was a child, and there are constantly people around him who emphasize that the only purpose of his life is to be the protagonist. Countless people said in his ear, countless people did this around him, once, he also thought that the purpose of his life was to become the protagonist, but when that mutation happened, when he was rejected by the main god and could not sign a contract with the personal main god, he lost the qualification to become the protagonist, but he is still alive.

During that time, no one finally emphasized in Mingkong's ear that the meaning of his life was to become the protagonist, and it was also during that time that Mingkong finally began to think, what is the meaning of his life? Be the main character? The protagonist is destined to be only one person, but there are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire main god space who are working hard to become the protagonist, is it that except for the person who eventually becomes the protagonist, the lives of other people are meaningless? Mingkong doesn't think so, but he doesn't know what he should do, what he wants to do, and the fact that becoming the protagonist has become a curse that imprisons his mind since he was a child, he wants to resist, he wants to be someone other than the protagonist, but he doesn't know what to do.

But these words Mingkong couldn't say to Bo Li Reimu, everything about the main god space, he couldn't talk to anyone, not to mention, even if he said it without fear of death, others might not be able to hear it. For the aborigines of the world like Hakuri Reimu, the main god space is a concept that does not exist within the scope of their cognition, even if Mingkong says it, what Hakuri Reimu hears is only a large section of the heavenly book, even if Mingkong writes it, Hakuri Reimu can only know each word separately, but when it is connected, it can't be understood in any way.

Therefore, Mingkong could only sigh lightly and said in a tone of infinite emotion: "What I have to do now is to marry you as a wife, don't you say it's embarrassing?" ā€