Gensokyo, a Minecraft template, starting experience from plucking flower fields.

Suika Ibuki looked around and tugged at her sleeve.

He pulled her into the room and closed the door.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Seeing her nervous expression, Reimu frowned and pressed for an answer.

Ibuki Suika took a few breaths to calm her racing heart before she began to explain.

"I saw Bai An and his shikigami???"

She paused, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, but at Reimu's urging, she continued.

"Bai Anhe???"

"Bang--!"

As a diamond door radiating multicolored light slammed down, Suika Ibuki's voice abruptly stopped.

The enormous noise even made the entire shrine tremble three times.

Reimu's eyelids twitched. She looked at Suika, who was lying on the ground and twitching occasionally, and silently swallowed.

"This girl is drunk, I'll help her sober up."

Bai An said in a serious tone, then thought that the blood of the ghost race would be thicker, and that it might not be possible to physically erase the memory just now.

"Bang bang bang—"

Without hesitation, he picked up the diamond door and tapped it a few more times.

Gensokyo: Chapter 97 Touching King Enma's Head

"What do you need the red spider lily for?"

“屯”.

"Hmm...that does suit your personality..."

Although Yakumo Yukari found Bai An's reasoning absurd, she still chose to believe him.

She would never believe that someone would make a special trip to hell just to pick a few flowers as decorations, but for Bai An, it seemed strangely reasonable.

"Let's make this clear first, we can only take you to the River of Three Crossings; the rest is up to you."

Yakumo Yukari looked helpless, and although Bai An was puzzled, he still nodded.

The red spider lily, also known as the flower of the underworld, is said to evoke memories of the deceased's past life.

Bai An had only heard the word a few days ago and then remembered it. So he asked Youxiang about it and found out that the other shore flower did indeed exist in the hell of this world. The other shore flower was located on the road to the underworld after crossing the Sanzu River.

The garden was too monotonous; apart from the Western-style tree, nothing else could grow. So, I simply picked some spider lilies to use as decoration.

Through the gap in Yakumo Yukari's body, the two quickly arrived in Hell.

What came into view was an endless expanse of black soil, desolate and lifeless.

This is the entrance to hell, the boundary between the world of the living and the world of the dead.

"Purple, are the spider lilies on the other side of the river?"

Looking at the bubbling, blood-yellow river water in front of him, Bai An couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Faintly, one can hear the wailing and howling of ghosts, filled with the lonely and wandering spirits who cannot be reincarnated, suffering torment in the Sanzu River, trapped there forever without being able to be reborn, until their souls are exhausted and they dissipate.

After waiting for a long time without receiving a reply, Bai An turned around and found that Yakumo Yukari was nowhere to be seen, obviously having already left.

Bai An felt a sense of helplessness.

I tried digging into the ground to see if the soil from hell had any magical properties, but the result was obvious: the soil here could only be used for ordinary decorations.

He walked along the riverbank but couldn't find a way to cross it.

He could actually fly there.

Although the River of Three Crossings has rules that restrict flight, the strength of these rules weakens as one's power increases, and even a Great Demon at the peak of his power can barely fly on it.

Just like the Sunflower Fields, the area above the Sanzu River is a no-fly zone. If you were to cross the river from the sky, it would be like trying to illegally enter someone else's house through a window or chimney.

The methods used in the past were very simple, mainly consisting of two types.

First, they are led away by the Grim Reaper and the messengers of the underworld.

Second, those who have performed great deeds can cross the Bridge of Helplessness on their own.

After searching for a while, Bai An stopped in front of a broken bridge. Looking at the broken bridge in front of him, he curiously tapped it with his finger.

It looks and feels no different from an ordinary bridge, but there is clearly only one bridge on the Sanzu River: the Bridge of Helplessness.

Although he knew in his heart that he was not a person of great merit, Bai An still walked onto the broken bridge.

It's like buying a lottery ticket—what if you win?

The moment he stepped onto the Bridge of Helplessness, a miraculous scene unfolded: the entire bridge suddenly lit up, and under the white light, the broken bridge miraculously healed itself.

Bai An's eyes widened in disbelief. Could he really be considered a person of great merit?

Just as Bai An was feeling bewildered, the bridge suddenly started to shake beneath his feet, swaying as if it were drunk, almost throwing him off.

Bai An quickly retreated to the riverbank, and the Bridge of Helplessness stopped shaking. Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, the Bridge of Helplessness started shaking again.

This time it was even more intense than before, and Bai An even suspected that the Bridge of Helplessness was about to collapse.

However, things turned out just as he had predicted...

Click——

The sound of concrete cracking rang out.

Bai An looked down and saw that the Naihe Bridge, which originally had a section at one end, had vanished without a trace.

"this..."

Bai An looked completely bewildered, blinking his eyes as he stared at the dust piled up on the ground.

I just tried stepping on it, how did it destroy the bridge?

Is this thing made of tofu?

Bai An thought that the bridge must have been in disrepair for many years and had been exposed to the wind and sun, which caused it to become like this.

Meanwhile, the commotion also woke up a girl who was holding a large scythe under a withered tree not far away.

Komachi suddenly stood up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and shivered involuntarily as she recalled the nightmare she had just experienced.

She had a bad feeling that Master Shiki would come to catch her slacking off today.

After weighing the pros and cons, she decided that she shouldn't be lazy and sleep in today.

Komachi walked slowly toward Shirai, her heart pounding with unease.

Bai An was still completely bewildered.

He was pondering how to cross the bridge. He had just roughly circled the Sanzu River but had not seen any Yin soldiers on the river or along its banks.

Is it after get off work and they've gone out for dinner?

Suddenly, Bai An had a flash of inspiration. If he didn't fly over, he could build a bridge himself, right?

Thinking this, he took out the blocks, stacked them three layers high, faced the riverbank, and built them up little by little.

So when Komachi arrived, she saw this bizarre scene.

A stranger was holding square blocks and frantically trying to build a bridge.

Is this it?

Coming to her senses, Komachi ran over and said hurriedly.

What are you doing? Come back here!

The other party was clearly a living person. If she fell into the river and Lord Four Seasons found out, she estimated she would be scolded for three days and three nights.

Hearing the call, Bai An stopped and turned to look at the girl over there.

She wore a white and blue dress and was holding a huge scythe; she was probably the Grim Reaper, but her face was filled with anxiety.

Bai An gave up on the idea of ​​continuing to build the bridge. Since someone was on duty, he no longer needed to build a bridge to cross the river, so he turned around and went back to the riverbank.

Seeing Bai An walking casually across the narrow bridge, Komachi was even prepared to be lectured by Shiki-sama if he fell off.

Fortunately, he successfully crossed the small bridge and came to her side, which immediately put Komachi's tense heart at ease.

"Why are you, a living person, in the Sanzu River? This river is very dangerous."

"I came here to pick flowers. As for where I came from, Yukari Yakumo brought me here."

Bai An answered truthfully and seriously, but Xiao Machi was slightly taken aback after hearing his answer.

"Pick...pick flowers?"

She could understand the gifts from the demon sage, but coming to hell just to pick flowers? That's ridiculous!

Bai An nodded seriously, then looked at Komachi carefully and asked another question.

"Are you called Komachi?"

Youmu had told him that there was a Shinigami who was on good terms with them, and that he would give them a sum of money from Hakugyokurou every time he came.

"you know me?"

"Yes, Youmu mentioned you to me."

Upon hearing the name Youmu, Komachi no longer harbored any further doubts.

"You really came to hell just to pick a flower?"

"What else would I do if not pick flowers? Am I here to experience your specialty Meng Po soup?"

Bai An rolled her eyes.

Komachi didn't dwell on it too much. Since he was Youmu's friend, he was also her friend.

As a product of the boundary between life and death, the red spider lily is, in principle, not allowed to be brought into the outside world.

After all, the purpose of the red spider lily is to guide the spirits of the dead.

Therefore, unless it's a large-scale data collection, there shouldn't be any major problems.