The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1322

Liang Yiluo suddenly became interested.

Reading is a human thing, and monsters don't bother to learn those things from humans. Reading books for monsters is a very strange event.

"This used to be a temple house, and it has been abandoned due to frequent wars. There is no human habitation nearby, so it is safe. These monsters are still young and need someone to take care of them. I am here to teach them to read and write, and I can take care of them a little bit."

The girl said shyly, her eyes were narrowed into slits, and she smiled very beautifully.

"That's right..."

Liang Yiluo took two steps forward, just in front of the podium—if that abandoned table could be called a podium.

There is a dilapidated ancient book spread out on it. Books are very precious things in this era, and they are not easy to preserve. Looking at the flattened pages, one can imagine how much the woman cherishes it.

"It's useless to worry about suffering and rain. The world sighs in vain. There is no time to enjoy the spring, but the flowers are already withered."

Liang Yiluo calmly read the ancient poem on the open book, the faint voice contained vicissitudes of unknown meaning, which made people very moved after hearing it.

"One hundred people, one song by the Fujiwara family."

He quietly talked about the source of this book.

It was not long ago in the Kamakura period, a certain poet of the Fujiwara family wrote a waka collection privately, and later generations always use this one-hundred-person one-piece game to keep more games.

"Do adults also know that a hundred people have a song?"

The girl's tone suddenly became joyful, as if she had found someone she could communicate with.

"I'm an Onmyoji. I don't dare to say that I know astronomy above, but I also know geography below. Naturally, these ancient poems can't trouble me. Why, do you like these very much?"

"Yes, I am very interested in ancient poems and songs, but good books are hard to find. I can't read all the books in my lifetime, and I have no chance after death."

The girl's voice was filled with deep disappointment. Books are the knowledge monopolized by the nobles. Even rich families may not have many books. In this age, it is not easy for girls to learn characters and read ancient songs and poems. Turning into a ghost after her death, it is even more impossible to have the opportunity to touch the book again.

"I see that your words are clear and well-organized, and your etiquette is also generous, so that you look like a nobleman's child."

"Returning to my lord, my concubine was the daughter of a samurai family, and she lived a good life, but the flames of war broke out everywhere, and my father, as a samurai, could only be recruited into the army, and finally died on the battlefield. 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 are not a big noble, they are also a noble class, and their children are generally well-educated. It is no wonder that this amazing girl is so strict with etiquette.

"Oh? Then girl, you are still unmarried Yunying."

Liang Yiluo suddenly laughed and shook his head.

"My lord's words are a bit too much..."

The girl suddenly let out a coquettish cry, she lowered her head and blushed, she was too easily shy.

"Since you treated me with courtesy and brought me a clean towel, then I have to pay back the courtesy. Let these things be the reward for dirtying your towel."

Liang Yiluo tapped the old wooden table lightly, as if by magic, many hardcover books appeared there.

The girl looked at those books in surprise, and when she took a closer look, she found that they were all ancient poems, not only from Yamato, but also from the Celestial Dynasty!

"This... this is too precious, my lord!"

The girl said in trepidation.

"These things are useless to me."

Liang Yiluo shook her head lightly, motioning for her to keep it.

The girl looked at him quietly. When they first met, she thought that he, like most onmyojis, would see monsters being killed indiscriminately. The frightening aura was so real, but she never expected it. After a while, he was so gentle again.

The rain outside gradually lightened up.

"Have you lived here all this time?"

"Well, I have nowhere to go, so I have been living here."

"Well, for some reason, I happen to have nowhere to go now, so I might bother you for a while."

"Hey? This place is really simple, but there is nothing to entertain adults."

The girl panicked suddenly.

"It's okay, I'm not a person who cares about material things."

Liang Yiluo smiled, leaned on the oil-paper umbrella and walked towards the door, just when he was about to step out, he stopped suddenly.

"For the sake of those books, since you don't have a name, why don't you let me pick one for you?"

"But according to my lord's orders!"

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, bowed and said.

"Yamabuki is withering silently, the flowers are dancing, Taki no Oto... Look at the flower of Yamabuki in the rain opposite, why not call it Yamabuki Otome!"

Looking out through the small dilapidated window, in the sparse rain, a piece of mountain blowing flowers is facing the wind and rain, blooming its own beauty.

Chapter 0238 Epilogue: Mountain Blowing Flowers (3)

The sound of little monsters reading loudly came from the temple house, and Liangyi sat by the small river not far from the temple house, staring at the distance and listening to the voices coming from the temple house.

It is now the season after the rainy season, and the weather is gradually getting hotter, but fortunately, although the summer in Yamato is hot, it is not so hot that it is unbearable. He has been here for a long time, except for himself Besides, no one knows why he is here.

Time passed gradually, and when it was close to noon, cheers came from the temple house, and the little monsters all dispersed, just like those human children, these monsters actually don't like reading...

The Terakoya in this era is not like a modern school. Classes end around noon on time. The Terakoya in this era ends relatively earlier, and it is only around 11:00 am now.

Continue to sit by the river like this, and when all the little monsters have dispersed, the gentle woman walks out of the temple house with a wooden basin in her hand. Joy flashed across his face, and he hurriedly walked towards him.

"Master Luo."

Walking behind Liang Yiluo, she smiled shyly.

How long has Liangyiluo stayed here? Probably a year or two...

Time is meaningless to Liangyiluo. In one or two years, he has become acquainted with this ghost named Yamabuki Otome. Even the little monsters who were afraid of him at first began to welcome him. .

The abandoned temple house was renovated under the technique of Liangyiluo. Except for creatures like ghosts, monsters also need material food. Liangyiluo always brings a lot of food to those little monsters. In the eyes of the little monsters, this stern yet gentle onmyoji already received the same respect as Yamabuki Otome in their hearts.

"Is class over, Otome?"

Liang Yiluo didn't look back, just looked into the distance and smiled.

"kindness."