Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo - Chapter 1322
Chapter 1322
Liang Yiluo suddenly became interested.
Reading is a human matter, and monsters disdain to learn from human beings. Reading by a monster is a very strange event.
“This used to be a temple house. Due to frequent wars, it has been abandoned. There are no people nearby and it is safe. These monsters are still young and need someone to take care of them. The concubine teaches them to read and write here. You can also take care of them a little bit.”
The girl said shyly, her eyes narrowed and her smile was very beautiful.
“That’s it…”
Liang Yiluo took two steps forward and came right in front of the podium—if the abandoned table could be called a podium.
A dilapidated ancient book is spreading out on it. The book is a very valuable thing in this era. Adding to the fact that it is not easy to preserve, looking at the flattened pages, one can imagine the woman’s cherishment of it.
“Worrying and thinking when it rains, the world sighs in vain. There is no time to appreciate the spring, but the flowers are decayed.”
Liang Yiluo calmly read out the ancient poem on the unfolded book, the faint voice with unclear vicissitudes, which made people very moved after hearing it.
“A poem by a hundred people from the Fujiwara Sada family.”
He quietly talked about the source of the book.
It was in the Kamakura period not long ago, a collection of Japanese songs written privately by a poet from the Fujiwara family. In future generations, people will always play a song with one hundred people and keep a lot of games.
“Does an adult know a song by a hundred people?”
The girl’s tone was suddenly delighted, as if she had found someone to communicate with.
“I’m an onmyoji master, I dare not say that I know astronomy, but I also know geography. Naturally, these ancient poems can’t trouble me. Why, do you like these very much?”
“Yes, my concubine is very interested in ancient poems and songs, but good books are hard to find. You can’t read hundreds of books during your lifetime, and you won’t even have a chance after death.”
The girl’s voice is deeply lost. Books are knowledge monopolized by the nobles. Even wealthy families may not have a few books. In this era, it is not easy for girls to learn words and read ancient songs and poems. After she died, she turned into a ghost, and it was even more unlikely that she would have the opportunity to touch the book again.
“Seeing that your words are clear and well-organized, and the manners are also generous, as if you are a child of a nobleman.”
“My concubine, she was a daughter of the martial family before her death. She lived a generous life. However, her father, as a samurai, could only be enlisted in the army. He died on the battlefield. Since then, the family has fallen into trouble and has no food to eat. To marry is to die.”
The girl talked about her life, just like most families in this era, it will always end in tragedy.
Although the samurai is not a great nobleman, he is also a noble class. Their children are generally well-educated, and it is no wonder that this amazing girl is so observant of etiquette.
“Oh? That girl, you are still Yunying unmarried.”
Liang Yiluo suddenly laughed and shook his head.
“My lord’s words are a bit too much…”
The girl suddenly snorted, she lowered her head and blushed, she was too easy to be shy.
“Since you treat me with courtesy and offer me clean towels, then I have to pay them back. These things will be rewarded for getting your towel dirty.”
Liang Yiluo gently knocked on the dilapidated wooden table, as if by magic, many hardcover books appeared there.
The girl looked at the books in surprise, she walked closer and found that they were all ancient poems, not only from Yamato, but also from Heavenly Dynasty!
“This…this is too expensive, my lord!”
The girl said in fear.
“These things are useless to me either.”
Liang Yiluo gently shook his head, motioning for her to put it away.
The girl looked at him quietly, and when she first met, she thought that he, like most onmyojis, would see monsters killed indiscriminately. The frightening aura was so real, but she didn’t expect it. After a while, he was so gentle again.
The rain outside gradually decreased.
“Have you always lived here.”
“Well, the concubine has nowhere to go, so she has always lived here.”
“Well, for some reason, I happen to have nowhere to go now, and this period of time may disturb you.”
“Hey? It’s really simple here, but there is nothing to entertain adults.”
The girl suddenly panicked.
“It’s okay, I’m not a material person either.”
Liang Yi smiled and walked towards the door with the oil-paper umbrella, and when he was about to step out, he suddenly stopped.
“For the sake of those books, since you don’t have a name, why don’t you let me pick one for you?”
“But with your orders!”
The girl pursed her lips and smiled, bending over and said.
“The Yamabuki withered silently, the flowers danced, and the sound of Taki…Look at the Yamabuki flowers in the rain on the opposite side. Why don’t you call it Yamabuki Otome!”
Looking out through the dilapidated small window, in the sparse rain, a piece of mountain blowing flowers facing the wind and rain, is blooming its own beauty.
Chapter 0238 Postscript: Mountain blowing flowers (three)
The little monsters read loudly in the temple room. Liang Yi sat down by the small river not far from the temple room, staring into the distance and listening to the sound coming from the temple room.
It is now the season after the rainy season, and the weather is gradually getting hotter, but fortunately, although summer in Yamato is hot, it is not too hot to be unbearable. He has been here for a long time, except for himself. Besides, no one knows why he is here.
Time gradually passed. When it was close to noon, cheers came from the temple’s house. The little monsters scattered all at once. Just like those human children, these monsters actually don’t like reading…
The Temple House of this era is not like a modern school. Classes close at about 12 o’clock at noon. The Temple House of this era dismisses relatively earlier, and it is only about 11 o’clock in the morning.
Just continue to sit by the river. When the little monsters were all gone, the gentle woman walked out of the temple house with a wooden basin in her hand. She stood at the door of the temple house and looked around, and then saw Liangyi’s backward face. Rejoicing flashed up, and hurriedly walked towards him.
“Master Luo.”
Walking behind Liang Yiluo, she smiled a little shyly.
How long have Liang Yiluo stayed here? It’s been about a year or two…
Time doesn’t make sense to Ryogisaku. In a year or two, he has become acquainted with this ghost named Yamabuki Otome. Even the little monsters who were scared of him at the beginning have begun to welcome him. .
The abandoned temple house was renovated under the magic of Liangyiluo. Except for ghosts, monsters also need material food. Liangyiluo always brings a lot of food to those little monsters. In the eyes of the little monster, this stern and gentle Onmyoji had already received the same respect as Yamabuki Otome in their hearts.
“The lesson is over, Otome?”
Liang Yiluo didn’t look back, but smiled while looking into the distance.
“Yep.”