The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1321

Throughout Yamato in May, the rainy season has entered one after another, the air is gradually becoming humid, and the sparse light rain makes people tireless.

The countryside of Yamato appears to be even more barren in this era of frequent wars. Large areas of people are displaced away from their hometowns. Liang Yiluo walked quietly on the muddy path. The difference is that even if the soles of the shoes are stepped on the mud, it will not bring a trace of dirt.

There are abandoned fields on both sides of the road, and he has already walked through many deserted villages. The middle-aged people in the villages were either dragged into military service, or ran to the deep mountains and old forests in order to avoid the military service, leaving only the helpless The elderly are struggling to support.

This tragic scene will not move Liangyi Luo in the slightest. He took off his complicated onmyoji robe and was only wearing a light blue ordinary kimono. He held a pure black kimono in his hand. The oil-paper umbrella, in this deserted field, is as frightening as a lonely ghost.

Gradually, the rain began to get heavier, and the sides of the oil-paper umbrella sprinkled raindrops, dripping on the muddy ground, and every step I took would sink into it. An ordinary person would have been unable to move forward at this time, but Liang Yiluo is not an ordinary person, he seems to have no purpose, but also seems to have a specific purpose, moving forward in one direction without hesitation.

The rain was pouring down, blurring people's eyes, and gradually the line of sight began to be blocked, and the visibility became lower and lower. Liang Yiluo suddenly stopped, and looked at a deserted wooden house not far away.

This is just a deserted countryside. Human beings have long since left the country to avoid military disasters. It stands to reason that this wooden house should also be abandoned. Voice.

He tilted his head with great interest, and suddenly took down the oil-paper umbrella, letting the pouring rain drench on his body, his black hair fell loose, and the rain dripped down his hair to the ground. The gorgeous kimono was gradually soaked.

"interesting……"

Liang Yiluo smiled softly, and said incomprehensible words, "...So it's here."

As he said this, he walked towards the wooden house step by step. As he approached the wooden house, the voices inside became louder. Those voices were like a group of children studying.

Although the wooden house is dilapidated, the quality is quite good. Even in the pouring rain, there is no water leakage. The door is a little dilapidated, as if it would fall if touched. Liang Yiluo spread his palm and gently pushed the wooden door. Amidst the 'squeak' sound, the wooden door was opened.

At this moment, the voices in the wooden house became quiet, Liang Yiluo stepped into the house with his feet, water dripped from his black hair, and wet the dilapidated but clean wooden house floor, he raised his eyes to look , the people in the whole wooden house panicked, and some even hugged each other and shivered.

The ones here are all little monsters, the weak ones cannot be weak, even an ordinary middle-aged man can defeat them.

Liang Yiluo is now like an ordinary person, but the aura of being in the top position for a long time and the sharp eyes like a knife also make these little monsters feel like they are about to be out of their wits.

"Oh? I can meet so many little monsters, so should I get rid of you all?"

He laughed and joked, but let the temperature in the air drop a few degrees again. About twenty little monsters gathered here huddled together in horror. The dim light and the spell sealed off the surroundings of the entire wooden house.

"Yes... it's an Onmyoji!"

A little monster shouted in fear, relatively speaking, the strength of Onmyoji in this era is already very weak, and the number is very small, but the monsters have also weakened a lot, just like the balance brought by the world. Onmyoji and monsters still maintain a balance of power.

Naturally, these little monsters cannot be the opponents of Onmyoji.

The yelling little monster ran to the window like crazy, but the next moment he was bounced back by the spell attached to the window.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

The little monster screamed, with black smoke coming out of its hands, and it rolled all over the ground in pain.

"This... Mr. Onmyoji, can you let them go? They... They are just some little monsters, and they have never hurt anyone."

At this time, a woman's voice came from Liangyiluo's side.

Her voice was quiet and gentle, with fear of Liangyiluo in her tone, but firmness in her fear, which made her muster the courage to speak out.

Liang Yiluo turned his head to look.

It was a rare beauty, with black and smooth hair hanging like luminous light, she was wearing a somewhat worn-out bathrobe with many patches on it, pure black eyes were inlaid on the face of the melon seeds, the woman held her hands lightly He seemed a little nervous in front of him, standing there quietly like a Xiaojiabiyu with the temperament of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

When Liang Yiluo's eyes fixed on her, the girl's face turned red, she lowered her head shyly, and her body trembled even more.

"Ghost? It's really rare to see a ghost who has not become a Buddha and still maintains such a rational mind."

He looked at the woman tilting her head and smiled.

"I'm not interested in killing these little monsters...how about you answering a few questions for me and I bypassing them?"

Liang Yiluo stood the oil-paper umbrella on the ground, although his tone was light and superior, but what he said was quite shameless.

"call……"

The woman let out a soft breath, resisting the shame in her heart, and said in a low voice: "...Please tell me, my lord, I should know everything by myself."

"A concubine?"

Liang Yiluo noticed her self-proclaimed, "...it seems that you were also a girl from a rich family before your death."

Liang Yiluo said so, and took a few steps forward, and with his movements, more accumulated water sprinkled under his feet.

The woman hesitated for a moment, but took out a clean towel from a barely standing box.

The towel was very torn and old, but it was washed very white. The woman carefully handed the towel to Liang Yiluo's body, and said with concern: "My lord, why don't you wipe it first."

Liang Yiluo heard the woman's words, and slowly turned her head to look at her without saying a word.

"Hold... sorry... this towel is a little dirty."

The woman slowly withdrew her hand, lowered her head and said in a low voice, her hands tightly grasping the clean towel she had washed.

"No, it's not that I despise it... It's just that I didn't expect you to do such a thing in the face of an 'enemy'."

Holding the ghost's white wrist, Liang Yiluo gently took the towel from her hand, and wiped the water droplets on her face and hair.

"Thank you very much."

His sincere thanks in tone eased the tense atmosphere a little.

Chapter 0237 Postscript: Yamabuki Otome

Drying some wet hair, and returning the towel to her, Liang Yiluo glanced at the little monsters crowded in the corner, they were still looking at him in fear, their eyes full of horror.

"what's your name?"

Seeing the girl twist the towel and carefully put it back in place, Liang Yiluo suddenly asked.

The sudden question made her startled. The beautiful woman in the shabby black bathrobe blushed. She smiled shyly, bowed and said, "Although I can still remember some What happened before, but I can’t remember what my name is.”

She smiled embarrassedly, as if she was a little ashamed for not answering Liang Yiluo's question.

"It's understandable that you can't remember your own name..."

With a wave of Liangyi's hand, the talisman that was close to the surroundings shone with a burst of light and turned into an umbrella-shaped cover. With the appearance of this light, this abandoned house that was slightly cold due to the heavy rain, It suddenly warmed up.

Although the spell had disappeared, those little monsters did not run away, and some even dared to glare at Liang Yiluo, and worriedly looked at the woman who was chatting with him.

This girl is quite loved by these little monsters.

"There are very few ghosts as sensible as you. They always wander in the human world. They either disappear with the wind in the end, or are cured by the onmyoji. I don't know if you have some kind of supernatural ability or the feng shui problem of the place where you were buried. It is not easy to have past memories and rational behavior after becoming a ghost."

Liang Yiluo said casually, he looked at the furnishings of this abandoned room, it was very similar to a school.

"Oh? Are you teaching those little monsters to read?"