The Self-cultivation of the Passerby Male Protagonist

"Well," Zi leaned lazily on the bench covered with blankets, half-closed his eyes and asked, "Did you find anything?"

"Nothing," Lan said a little discouraged: "Although there are some corners and corners that are different from our memory in the recorded history, they are all insignificant parts."

"So, in that period of history, there is no sign of 'him' appearing at all?"

"Yes, I'm afraid that even if that person appeared, he wouldn't be recorded in history in such a grand manner."

"is it?"

Yakumo Zi closed her eyes. At this moment, neither the master nor the servant spoke. In this quiet space, they seemed to be able to hear each other's breathing.

"Bayi Yonglin has no need to lie to us."

Yakumo Zi opened her eyes, and an aura full of oppression inadvertently began to permeate the surrounding space.

"According to what she said that day, she had met a person who claimed to be a dragon god, and it was twice, one time when she went to welcome Princess Hui Ye back to the moon, and the other time was hundreds of years later..."

Yakumo Zi's words ended here, but Yakumo Lan was shocked into a cold sweat. She knew very well what the "hundreds of years later" in her master's mouth referred to.

That was the part of the past that Yakumo Zi was least willing to mention, about the establishment of Gensokyo, about the final battle between humans and monsters, about that person, and about the death of "her".

"Are you scared? Blue?"

An inexplicable light shone in Yakumo Zi's long and narrow eyes, and the floating purple pupils seemed to strangle Yakumo Lan's neck, which made her palpitate endlessly.

"No... yes, Master Zi."

Lan doesn't like to face Yakumo Zi like this, but she is a shikigami and has no right to refuse.

"So, what are you afraid of?"

"...I thought Master Zi wanted to fight Yayi Yonglin that day."

Lan said what she was afraid of. On the seventh day after Takeya disappeared, Yakumo Zi once went to Eternal Pavilion. As a shikigami, Lan naturally accompanied her, but she stayed in the gap and did not show up. .

As Yakumo Zi's shikigami, Yakumo Lan has no secrets at all, so Yakumo Zi never needs to keep anything secret from her. She listened to all the conversations that day.

When the other party was frantically testing Yakumo Zi's bottom line, Yakumo Lan felt a little bad, and later mentioned the matter of that person, and she once felt that the two of them were about to tear their skins apart.

Although Yakumo Zi didn't make a move in the end, Yakumo Lan really felt that he had already experienced a fierce battle, and even his steps became a little vain when he came back.

"Don't worry, Blue."

Yakumo Zi smiled, as if all prestige was gone, only empty leisure was left in her eyes, she said lightly: "We will not start a war with Yayi Yonglin at this time, the interests do not allow, the timing is not suitable, the key Yes, there is no chance of winning yet."

Lan lowered her head, with a flash of understanding in her eyes, she tried to ask: "Is it because of Reimu?"

"Yes."

Yakumo Zi nodded with a bit of regret, and there was a little more helplessness in her lowered eyes: "Reimu's strength is the weakest among the witches of all ages, not to mention dealing with Yayi Eirin, but against ordinary gods. Difficult."

"That's true, but it's not because of Reimu itself..."

"Of course not," Yakumo Zi snorted angrily, and said, "Reimu only inherited half of Hakurei's spiritual power, because that bastard from the previous generation fled to the outside world with the other half of Hakurei's spiritual power! "

As soon as this was mentioned, Yakumo Zi was a little angry, she gritted her teeth and said: "Reimu is a half-bad now, and half of Hakurei's spiritual power can only be more than enough than the top, that bastard, Jing, is really taken by her." Put it together!"

"Master Xiandai...she must have her own ideas."

"Hmph, what can that guy think, it's just that he knows something he shouldn't know."

After a good vent, the gloom on Yakumo Zi's face dissipated a lot, she lay down on the bench, her impetuous eyes looked at the deep void, and gradually became calm.

"We must advance the plan, too many things have exceeded our expectations."

Yakumo Zi turned his head, and glanced across the many gaps in front of him: "Where is Takeya, where is he now?"

"Wu Ye-kun is now in the Scarlet Devil Mansion."

"Where is that little bat?" Yakumo Zi raised her eyebrows, looking at Takeya who was talking and laughing with Sakuya across the gap, the corners of her mouth could not help slightly curling up: "It's nice to live a leisurely life."

"That," Lan's expression was a bit tangled, she hesitated for a long time before deciding to speak: "Master Zi, do you really want to do this?"

"Are you talking about Wu Ye?"

"Yes," Lan nodded without hesitation: "Although you have already made a decision, I still have to object, regardless of the success rate of this plan, if it causes any damage to you, Mr. How to do?"

"It's okay, Lan, we will be careful."

Zi waved his hand indifferently, and his eyes fell on Wu Ye through the gap: "Wu Ye has the ability to pass through the barrier without distinction, and we have the ability to manipulate the realm, as long as these two powers are combined For one, no strong seal can trap us."

The leisurely look was gradually replaced by seriousness, and Yakumo Zi's tone was three points playful and seven points serious:

"Gensokyo is sealed off, Reimu's strength is not enough, and Shizuku is hiding in the outside world. We can't help but be careful now. Let's try to gamble. Speaking of which, our luck is unexpectedly pretty good."

Chapter 14 Little Sadness

"Ah!"

Wu Ye suddenly sneezed, he touched his nose, strange, the weather is quite warm today, why do I sneeze?Could it be that someone is thinking about me?

At this moment, Wu Ye, who was far away in the Red Devil's Mansion, didn't know that he had been targeted by an incredible monster.

Wu didn't take this little coincidence to heart, he sat down in another position, looked at Sakuya beside him and asked, "By the way, Sakuya, where did we just talk?"

"I said to you, there must be a limit to being rude, right?"

Sakuya glanced at Takeya with contempt, and his already unfriendly tone suddenly became a lot colder.