Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

Chapter 1238:

"En... Actually, Bai Lian, when you were practicing under my sect, Xiaoyu appeared in the palace of Ping An Jing, but you haven't seen it at that time."

When she heard Liang Yiluo's words, Bai Lian shook her head and smiled slightly. She knew that if she met the nine-tailed fox at that time, she would have no resistance at all. It was a blessing not to meet her at that time.

Inmaru Hoshi, who was about to entertain, listened to the conversation between the two in her ears. Her action was froze. Only then did she know that Bairen’s teacher, her ancestor, turned out to be the master of the monsters at the top of all the monsters. , The great onmyoji who created the entire yin and yang Dao's prosperous age!

Today's Liangyiluo has long been known to everyone. As long as the people and demons living in Yamato, there is no one who has never heard of his name.

After hearing the news, Nazrin was even more frightened to death. An inadvertent sound came from under her crotch, and it flowed all over the floor.

"Nazrin, what are you doing? You still...wee your pants when you are so old?"

Inmaru Hoshi's forehead jumped, but at the end she was a little bit dumbfounded, and she had to cover her face seriously, which was really shameful.

Nazrin's expression seemed to be crying, she grinned reluctantly at Inmaru Hoshi, secretly sorrowful, shaking her hands and blushing and whispering, "Hoshi...star...that...this."

‘How do you know that I have provoke the Lord of the Monsters! I don't want to die yet! ’

Nazrin wanted to cry without tears, she just wanted to get away from here quickly, even if she had incontinence, she could bear it.

At this time, she knew why Bishamon ran so fast, the adult in front of him, but dared to invade the night country and find someone who saw trouble in Moonlight!

The rat demon was sent by Bishamontian to monitor Bailian. Even Bailian didn't know about it. In the eyes of others, the rat demon was just a demon of Inmaru.

"How well are you in front of the Patriarch, don't hurry up and change your clothes!"

The serious Inmaru star reprimanded the rat demon, but Nazrin nodded quickly, lowered her head and ran away.

"Make you laugh, Patriarch..."

Yin Maru Xing smiled at Liang Yi a little embarrassedly. Her envoy was so embarrassed that she couldn't hold her face.

Qin Xin looked at Nazlin who was running away, tilted her cute little head, and said, "Nazlin's emotions are... scared."

Liang Yiluo touched Qin Xin's little head, letting the expressionless face close his eyes and rubbed comfortably.

"It's okay, that little mouse is too courageous."

Liang Yiluo's gentle smile made Inmaru Xing feel that his Patriarch, like Bai Lian, was a very easy-going person.

"They'll leave it to you, Xing... pay attention to the nuke over there. If she wants to run, you can ask Yuzao to catch her. I will talk to Bai Lian first."

Gently instructed Yin Maru Xing, letting Feng Beast Ye who listened to him shook his head frantically, Liang Yiluo strode forward directly, under Bailian's whisper, directly took her hand and died. Walked to the depths of the Lotus Temple.

The white lotus, who has always had a calm expression like a Guanyin priest, panicked when she was grasped by Liang Yiluo, her white face was stained with a blush, and her body was frozen like a puppet. Go in.

She didn’t feel it when she was a child, but now that Bailian, who has lived so long and understands everything, faces a teacher who had longed for it when she was a child and has a touch of love, even she who is intensively practising Buddhism has something that she can’t control herself. body.

Fei Ju snorted a little dissatisfied as they watched their backs disappear. Even in front of Yuzao, who had been cold-faced, the corners of his mouth moved.

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The innermost part of Minglian Temple is a Zen room, a few cushions, and a wooden table. There are only so many things in this small room. The table is a bit shabby and the walls are a bit mottled. It tells the history here and Bailian as a real Buddha. The integrity of the family practitioners.

The table on the side is burning with sandalwood, and the calming and quiet smell drifts in the Zen room. The smell is very similar to that of Bailian. The curling mist adds a layer of artistic conception here. What is surprising to say The place, that is, there is no statue of Buddha in the meditation room, and I don’t know who the practitioner is worshiping.

Saint Bailian sat on the chair cushion on one side of the wooden table. The little shyness before was gone, but she finally calmed down. Four hundred years of life allowed her to mature and grow, and she would not panic when encountering things like when she was a child.

It's just that her pale and fragile face is even more delicate under the mist of sandalwood.

Bai Lian's appearance is no different from when she was separated from Liang Yiluo in 400 years, but her shyness that was once green has become mature, and her rugged body exudes a holy breath, just like a mother. Looking at the growing children, the kind of nostalgic feeling of indulging in taking care of the children.

Just like now, Qin Xin is leaning against Liang Yiluo, leaning slightly on his side, and leaning on his arm lightly. The mask on her head is the peace without excessive heart fluctuations, and the pink pupils seem to express her inner feelings. , Gentle and soft, as if permeated with water.

When Qin Xin transformed from a mask into a monster, the first thing she saw was Liang Yi Luo. All her knowledge was learned from Liang Yi Luo. It was like family education that affected Qin Xin. Throughout her life, Qin Xin couldn't tell her inner feelings, and couldn't let the surging feelings explode. She could only resist depression and follow Liang Yiluo's side, enjoying the warmth with her eyes closed.

The petite face, aura, long ago treated Liang Yi Luo as his father.

After Liang Yiluo left and the end of her family education, she was taken to society, and she was taken to see the mountains, rivers and seas. The person who came into contact with humans was Bai Lian. In 400 years, Bai Lian never felt impatient. He carefully taught her and taught her the true meaning of emotions, so that the monsters who can manipulate emotions finally understand their emotions, and Qin Xin has already treated Bai Lian as his mother.

She is not a human being, and her mind can even be said to have stopped growing. Even after a long time, she will still be a little childish. In her life, the two most important people are Liang Yi Luo and Bai Lian.

Now, two of my favorite people are here, and for Xiao Qin Xin, this is happiness.

"Wait a minute, teacher..."

Just like back then, Bai Lian was still respectful when facing Liang Yiluo. She found the tea from the small pot beside her, and made a pot of tea for him in the water that had just been boiled.

"Nan Wusan... I don't know if the teacher's taste has changed."

Holding the tea cup in front of Liang Yiluo, Bai Lian smiled, and she put a strand of hair on her chest behind her head, her face full of memories.

"Bai Lian still understands the teacher's heart so much."

He picked up the teacup, blew the tea foam on it, and took a sip.

"Teacher likes it..."

Bai Lian put her heart down, she was holding the tea cup with both hands, her eyes a little dazed.

After a while, she moved her lips and said with a wry smile: "...Since leaving Ping An Jing, I have been counting the days and life. On that day exactly ten years, I went to Ping An Jing to find a teacher, but the Liang Yi Zhai But the building was already empty. I thought the teacher was just having something to delay the time, so I waited in that house for another ten years. Finally, I heard from the monster that you had gone to the Kingdom of Night and then you left Kyoto. "

Bai Lian said quietly, without complaining in his tone, but Liang Yiluo's hands trembled and almost spilled the tea in his cup.

Bai Lian is simple, but think about it carefully, Bai Lian left Ping An Jing for the first time when she was less than twenty years old. She returned to Ping An Jing when she was approaching 30, and did not give up completely until almost 40.

At that time, she didn't know that she would live so long. In this age, twenty years can be said to be her own life for a woman. Bai Lian waited for her life to fall, but it was a pity that she would not fall into the trap. No response was given to her.

I raised my head and looked at the Saint White Lotus who still kept the girl’s face in front of her. She was still the Saint White Lotus, but not the Saint White Lotus anymore. It was like meeting Zi’s again. For thousands of years and a hundred years, no matter who it was, she could not be able to. Spend peacefully.

Sheng Bailian may still have admiration for Liang Yiluo, and she also has the affection for him that she concealed in her heart when she was young, but now Sheng Bailian has no courage to say these things and make them, maybe After many years, she can completely get out of the shackles and completely let go of her heart, then she will bravely say those words.

Liang Yiluo understood this kind of pain, because he came here just like this, but he was born with a cheat finger to accomplish something that others might not be able to accomplish in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, he would not force Bai Lian, nor would he force her to speak out what was deeply buried in his heart.

"However, it is great to see you again in this place where I met the teacher for the first time four hundred years later... Nan Wu San..."

Bai Lian folded her hands together, her face was moved, and she whispered the Buddha's name.

"If Minglian was still there, he would definitely laugh out."

Reminiscences appeared on Bai Lian's face, and the strength she had been holding back finally collapsed. If it hadn't been for years of clean repairs, she would have been crying.

She has always been in front of Inmaru Hoshi and others, caring for them like an elder, and those monsters also loved her deeply and followed her, but Inmaru Hoshi and the others, after all, could not understand Bai Lian’s inner pain and could not save her. .

"Bai Lian is sad..."

Xiao Qinxin stood up, she still looked expressionless, but the mask on her face turned into sadness somehow, tainting this sad atmosphere, she walked behind Bai Lian and patted her on the back. It seemed to be comforting her.