Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo - Chapter 1459
Chapter 1459
Liang Yiluo sighed. When she is with Shenqi, she never needs to think about other things, or even care about the length of time, because she is truly the same person as him.
Putting down the tea cup, Liang Yi walked out of the mansion step by step. Finally, he took a deep look at this house that will never be inhabited in the future, and snapped his fingers with his left hand.
The black flame burned, and the mansion was burned to ashes in an instant. As Liangyiluo stepped away, trees grew again on this open space to fill the vacancy, making it impossible for anyone to find out what was left here. Mark of.
“Then, it’s time to go!”
Looking into the distance, there is the first place to start.
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At the same moment, Alice’s gaze was the same as that of Liang Yiluo, looking at the far east, she was holding a doll tightly in her hand, which was sewn by herself, belonging to The dolls of Liangyiluo.
The dolls are a pair, one of them has been given to him, and the other has been cherished by Alice…
Item 0017
In the far east, there is a Japanese-style house hidden in a secret space that ordinary people cannot predict or enter.
The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move. Sitting in the center of the courtyard, raising your head, you can see the bright stars in the sky, the meniscus and the scorching sun. The courtyard is covered with flowers and trees of various colors, in the order of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Blooming and declining follow the cycle of four seasons.
If you only see these, then most people will think that this place is just a hidden area in a corner of the world, because the stars and the sun are so real, and the flowers that bloom in all seasons are so vivid.
But if you stand on the courtyard wall and look around, you will be horrified to find that there are not green mountains and green waters, nor weeds everywhere, but countless hazy time and space and strange and hideous eyes. They either laugh, or are angry, or happy, Either irony, or madness, or sorrow, all the emotions in the world are hidden in those eyes. Just looking at it makes people have a kind of breathing difficulty and the sadness of vomiting.
Here is the gap between space and space, the gap between realm, and the permanent place of Yakumozi.
In a bedroom of a Japanese-style house, a faint sunlight shines into the floor from the window, bringing warmth and tenderness. A beautiful woman with long blond hair, like a fairy, is lying peacefully on the tatami and sleeping in the sky. Her blonde hair was scattered on the ground, like shining golden sand exuding a moving brilliance, and the tips of her hair curled up slightly to form a wave, giving women a little more charming in the elegant purity.
The sun went by and became more and more blazing. When the shadows in the house became less and less, when the sun reached the peak of the day and completely shone on the figure covered with the thin quilt, the outline printed in the thin quilt finally moved. Moved.
“Well……”
Her long eyelashes flickered, and Yakumo Zi seemed to be very dissatisfied with the dazzling sunlight. Her long jade arms stretched out from the thin quilt, and her slender fingers rubbed her eyes, just like that. After a long while, his eyelids slowly jittered and opened his eyes.
At that moment, the bedroom was shining, as if the shadow in the most corner was also covered by purple light, there was no trace of darkness, and those beautiful eyes like amethyst finally reflected the roof. Into the eye.
Crystal clear, like an ice sculpture.
“……blue?”
With a lazy cry like a noblewoman, Yakumo Zi stretched out on the tatami, and then pulled the quilt with her hand as if she didn’t want to get up.
“Master Purple!”
As soon as the voice of Yakumo-purple fell, the Japanese-style sliding door was opened, and a nine-tailed fox wearing a weird robes and an apron sat respectfully at the door, and whispered.
“… Lan, first help us hang up the curtain.”
Rubbing his eyes, Yakumo Zi sighed and said.
“Yes, Master Purple!”
Yakumolan responded and stood up, walked to the window and hung the curtains. The room was plunged into darkness. The sunlight was completely blocked, and in this darkness only Yakumozi’s purple eyes were like the lamp of glass. Like flashing.
As the dazzling sunlight disappeared, Zi’s arms were put down, and the thin silk-like thinness was gently slipped, revealing her infinitely beautiful body. The snow-white body glowing with pink light makes people impossible even in the dark. Ignoring, Zi just sat up naked from the tatami, letting her delicate body be exposed to Yakumolan’s eyes, and a few strands of golden hair floating on the trembling butter on her chest. Occasionally I can see a little pink between the hair.
“How long have we slept this time?”
Yakumo Zi covered her mouth with her hand, and asked with a breath.
“A total of one hundred and twenty-seven years and two hundred and fifty-three days, Master Zi!”
For the numbers and the blue he is good at, he calculated a very accurate number for Yakumo Zi.
“Unexpectedly, it will be more than a hundred years after the first sleep…”
This is a time that has surpassed human life, and for Zi it is just a boring number. She doesn’t care about the passage of time at all, and says noncommittal.
“… Has anything major happened in the past hundred years?”
Yakumolan knew that Zi was asking about the relationship between humans and monsters, so she said without thinking: “…Master Hui Zi, humans and monsters have been in peace for more than a hundred years, except for some small ones. The monsters occasionally mess around among humans, those big monsters are so simple that they have almost never appeared in the human world again.”
Yakumo Zi nodded calmly and motioned for Lan to continue.
“…Kyoto monsters and those big monsters who used to cut the moon with Ryogi-sama have all lived in seclusion. Onmyoji will regain some vitality after hundreds of years of development. Now Yamato is ruled by the shogunate, and samurai are popular. In the era when there were fewer monsters and cholera, the Onmyoji was also useless. Tomimon and Huakaiyuan were closed to visitors. Yumenin seemed to be planning to build a certain castle. The monsters in the Edo area have the Nuliang group. There hasn’t been any major trouble in the care, only considering the confrontation between monsters and human beings, it is now considered to be a state of peace.”
As Yakumo Zi’s mouthpiece, Lan always exercises power on behalf of her when she is sleeping. As the spirit of the monster sage, people who know the monster sage will give her face, and people who don’t know the monster sage will also give her face. It can’t be Lan’s opponent, and for Fengjian Yuxiang’s outrageous monster that will never give Yakumo Zi a face, Lan will never take the initiative to provoke her. She does things in an orderly manner without any mistakes. .
“…You did a good job, Blue.”
Yakumo Zi nodded with a smile at the corner of her mouth, complimenting her shikigami.
To talk about the two most proud things in her life, one is the acquaintance with Liang Yiluo, and the other is that she has collected blue as a shikigami. Compared with the cold and indifferent Yuzao who only knows to eat all the time, blue is simply a type. The model of God.
At the same time, Zi also secretly sighed, Master Liang Yi is really amazing. The series of activities that began a thousand years ago, even after six hundred years have ceased, still affect the general trend of the world. Whether it is fear or fear, those big monsters. Regardless of awe, they are indeed staying on their own territory because of the relationship between Liang Yiluo and others, and other monsters and Onmyoji have become in this state because of his relationship. Although hostile, they did not provoke anyone.
But Yakumo Zi also knew that this calm would be broken one day.
Chapter 0018 Monster, look at the sword!
Yakumo Zi has always been in a state of sleeping and not sleeping, waking up once every few decades or even a hundred years, and after asking Lan if there has been any major incident recently, he fell asleep again.
The battle that year caused Yakumo Zi’s body to be damaged to the root, but now after six hundred years, he has finally recovered completely, reappearing the heroic posture of the monster sage.
“After so many years, I don’t know if those little guys still remember our name.”
Zi clutched her cherry lips and smiled ‘chuckled’. She winks like silk, smiling as if thinking of something interesting.
Finally laughing enough, her slender hands lifted the soft silk bedding, thoroughly exposing her beautiful curves to the air, flat abdomen, straight and slender legs, and the looming fragrant grass luxuriant.
At this time, Lan brought the purple clothes in a timely manner, spread them out one by one, waiting for Zi to dress.
With delicate jade feet resting on the tatami, Zi slowly stood up, and Yakumo Lan was half serving as Zi put on the Taoist robe of the Yakumo family. The front of the robe was engraved with horizontal lines. Line, that is the figure representing the gossip, this purple dress has the elegant meaning of the East, and the noble and delicate of the West.
When Yakumoran picked up the comb and combed the dazzling beautiful blonde hair for Zi, her jade feet also put on a foot strap and stepped into the boots.
Two red bow ribbons are tied to the two strands of blond hair on her shoulders, like two beautiful ponytails. The jade gloves are covered with white lace gloves that reach the elbows. She swings gently with a folding fan, she is seventeen-year-old pure and beautiful. , And full of charm with mature women.
Finally, after Yakumolan puts on that cute soft hat for Yakumozi, the monster sage that everyone knows and fears finally reappears in front of people.
Lan slowly walked to the window and opened the curtains. The dazzling sunlight came in, Yakumo Zi squinted his eyes and half-covered his face with a folding fan. His smile was mysterious and beautiful.
“…Look at Lan, in your costume, are you cooking?”
“Yes, Master Purple!”
Yakumoran, wearing an apron, put her hands in her cuffs, and her expression was calm and respectful. Yakumoran was extremely rational and logical, and she seldom exposed her emotions.