Witch Special

However, just when Lin Zhenxi was still considering whether she should run away as soon as possible while no one was bothering her, a voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Oh my, you're really fast."

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At this moment, Lin Zhenxi was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat. When she turned her head hurriedly, she saw a short-haired girl with a pair of crow feathers on her back standing proudly behind her.

The scary thing was that Lin Zhenxi didn't even feel her coming. She was like a ghost, suddenly appearing behind Lin Zhenxi.

This strange girl had short black hair, a red hexagonal hat, and crimson eyes. On either side of her peculiar hat were two accessories, each with six white pompoms hanging from them, making her look quite unique.

The outfit is a white shirt and a black skirt, and the feet are wearing high-heeled wooden clogs with the flat wooden support of the same red as the hat.

Besides the distinctive features of her clothing, what caught Lin Zhenxi's attention even more were the two things in her hands: a round fan that looked like it was made from a giant, flattened maple leaf, and... an old-fashioned camera?

And now, the other party was holding the camera in his hand and pointing it at Lin Zhenxi who was turning her head to look at him.

With a light "click" sound, Lin Zhenxi knew that a photo of her was taken by this strange girl.

What kind of habit is this? Take a photo before meeting?

"you……"

"Oh, I know you! You're the apprentice of that nerdy girl in the library below the Scarlet Devil Mansion."

The girl put down the camera and stared at Lin Zhenxi from head to toe. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something and said "Oh", as if she had suddenly realized something.

"No wonder you're able to connect with one of the oldest great sages in the Garden of Departure. I was puzzled before, as she's clearly just a human... Now you're a witch too, the same race as her. You really should be taken care of."

"Can you introduce yourself? I don't know who you are." Lin Zhenxi left the magic broom and floated in the air using "flying". He asked the girl with crow feathers growing on her back.

"Oh, you don't know me. That's right, you probably don't usually hang out in the Garden of the Dead, so it's normal you don't know me. So, allow me to introduce myself. I'm the fastest legend of the Garden of the Dead, Yakutengu, also known as the Wind Goddess, and I'm Reimu-bun. As you can see, I'm a journalist."

As she spoke, the short black-haired girl who was known for being the fastest to leave the courtyard raised the old-fashioned camera in her hand and showed Lin Zhenxi the thing she used to eat.

Lin Zhenxi's head was full of question marks. Did she hear it right? A reporter?

The Courtyard of the Dead is only this big. Even if Monster Mountain is included, there are only two residential areas. If something happens in the east end of the village, it will soon become the talk of the women washing clothes by the river in the west end of the village. Does this place still need reporters?

However, after noticing the doubtful look on Lin Zhenxi's face, Reimu Marufumi immediately took out a small notebook that looked very thick and contained many colorful sticky notes from his arms. After flipping through a few pages, he spread it out and handed it to Lin Zhenxi.

"As a reporter, it's also important to gather intelligence on your interviewees. This is your teacher's information."

Although Reimu Marufumi did not hand the notebook directly to Lin Maki, through the opened pages, Lin Maki still saw the photo of Teacher Patchouli conducting magic experiments in the pavilion in the garden of the Scarlet Devil Mansion.

In the photo, Patchouli is conducting an experiment to fuse a light ball with a water ball. Seeing her completely absorbed in the experiment, it's clear she didn't realize Reimu was taking the photo.

This turned out to be a series of continuous photos, which recorded the entire process of Teacher Patchouli from conducting the experiment to the explosion of the experiment and then to her compressing the expanding fireball into a small area in front of her.

At the end of the photo, Patchouli drained the energy from the explosion within the sealed barrier, smoothly overcoming the crisis caused by the failed experiment. At this time, she finally had time to look up and look in the direction of the person who took the photo.

So it wasn't that Patchouli hadn't noticed Reimu Maru was filming, but she simply couldn't spare the moment. By the time she'd finished her business, the Crow Tengu, known as the fastest-leaving woman in the world, would have already slipped away.

Lin Zhenxi's eyes gradually became strange when she looked at Reimu Maru Fumi. Considering that she took a photo of herself before they met, could this guy be a paparazzi who specialized in taking pictures of others?

Is Yatengu a crow or a dog? Since he's been involved in candid photography, he's probably more of a dog.

"Hey, I don't know why you look so rude. I'm doing legitimate reporting, I'm not filming secretly." Reimu Marufumi keenly noticed the disgust in Lin Zhenxi's eyes and immediately got angry.

Her feathers are really standing on end. The feathers on the two wings behind her butt are all standing on end. She looks like two particularly fluffy feather dusters, but they are black in color.

Lin Zhenxi's interest seemed to be waning. Realizing the guy in front of her was just a faster paparazzi, she no longer expected to hear anything meaningful from her. She had been hounded by reporters several times in her previous life and felt she had a good understanding of the nature of those in this industry.

The uncrowned king, for example, will throw everything, not just his bottom line, to the wind to dig up explosive news. If you get too involved with this kind of person, you'll easily be implicated and dragged into trouble, so it's best to stay away from them.

"No, nothing. I have to go back. Nice to meet you. Bye."

Having said that, Lin Zhenxi sat back on his magic broom and prepared to start it.

Unexpectedly, when Reimu Marufumi saw that Lin Zhenxi was about to run away, his eyes lit up, and then his figure disappeared in an instant like a ghost and appeared directly next to Lin Zhenxi.

Anyway, Lin Zhenxi didn't see clearly how she got here. It was almost like teleportation.

The fastest departure from the courtyard, maybe she really wasn't bragging?

"Oh, don't be in a hurry to leave. I'm very interested in your magic broom. In fact, I've seen humans riding magic brooms before. Although her broom is also very fast, it seems not as fast as yours. Of course, it's not as fast as mine either." Reimu Marufumi stopped Lin Zhenxi and said with a smile.

There was actually someone using a magic broom in the courtyard of the dead? Lin Zhenxi was surprised and couldn't help but feel curious about the person using the magic broom mentioned by Reimu Maru.

Redirecting attention and guiding conversations were inherently journalists' strengths. While Reimu Hōrōbō was likely a self-taught artist, she had been in the field for who knows how many years, so she possessed all the necessary skills.

Reading people's expressions is also a basic skill for journalists. Reimu Marufumi has been observing the changes in Lin Maki's eyes, so when Lin Maki showed an interested expression, a flash of joy of her evil plan succeeding flashed across her face, but she quickly concealed it.

"Want to know that person's information? I'm not bragging, but among all the people in the Garden of the Dead, no one knows them better than me!"

That's right, if you're the one who takes secret photos of others all day long and hasn't been beaten to death yet, you must be quite good at it. If you can even take photos of Patchouli, then taking photos of others should be a piece of cake.

However, for Lin Zhenxi, whether or not this paparazzi Wen was actually on a criminal path was actually irrelevant to her. Instead, it was her identity as an information dealer that made Lin Zhenxi pay more attention to her.

Lin Zhenxi was very curious about everything in the Garden of the Dead, but Patchouli had no interest in chatting with her over tea about the interesting things that had happened there. Of course, it was probably because Patchouli didn't know either. After all, she was a super homebody, never leaving the house, so it was normal for her to not know what was happening outside.

But Reimuchi was different. The paparazzi were the most informed, and there was no need to add "one" at the end. If Lin Zhenxi wanted to know about the Garden of the Dead, the Crow Tengu in front of her was obviously the most suitable narrator.

So, how can we pry open her mouth and make her tell Lin Zhenxi what she wants to know?

Yumeiwanfumi probably couldn't guess Lin Zhenxi's specific thoughts, but she knew that Lin Zhenxi must want to know something. And what Lin Zhenxi wanted to know happened to be exactly what she knew.

So, let’s negotiate terms.

"Oh, do you want to know? But it's not free." Reimu Marufumi put down the camera and looked at the customer he had already made a reservation with a smile.

Lin Zhenxi hesitated for a moment and said awkwardly, "I don't have any money. Besides, I want to know more than just who uses a magic broom like me."

Reimu Wanfu rubbed his hands and said, "Why do I need money? I don't want money. Money is the most useless thing in the Garden of the Dead. Things that can be bought are easily obtained, and things that cannot be obtained cannot be bought with money. Apart from eating skewers at the barbecue stall, it is basically useless."

It can also be used to buy skewers, so it can’t be said to be completely useless.

However, Lin Zhenxi had never received the coin of the Garden of Death, and didn't even know what it looked like. Since Reimu Maru didn't want money, it was naturally the best.

Of course, Lin Zhenxi did not relax because of this, because years of experience told her that things with clearly marked prices are often the cheapest, and the less valuable something is, the more difficult it is to obtain.

"So, what do you want?" Make an offer, and I'll take it.