Chapter 38 Ending at the Westbound Temple

"The next thing is important, I'll just say it once. 」

Waiting quietly on the side was Reizen, who had been called to the laboratory earlier.

Now she straightened her rabbit ears and listened carefully to Yonglin's instructions word by word, without the slightest negligence.

She knew that at such a time, avoiding Emperor Inaba and the others on the pretext of doing secret experiments must be extremely important things to explain to her.

As the number one disciple of the famous doctor of Gensokyo, Yayi Yonglin, Lingxian naturally will not slack off.

changed his usual appearance of being angry in front of Emperor Inaba and others, and showed a resolute look.

Yonglin turned around, looked at her like this, and was secretly satisfied, and nodded.

At least with this kind of momentum, you can rest assured that you can leave this matter to her.

Of course, I still hope to do it myself as much as possible.

Due to someone's constraints...... Yonglin can't take half a step out of the Eternal Pavilion now.

In this case, this disciple is already the best candidate.

And there's no time to pick and choose.

He sighed to himself, and then handed an envelope to the disciple, who was a little too excited.

Then he frowned, as if he remembered something.

He took out another thing from the drawer, carefully took Reizen's hand, and put it in Reizen's palm despite her shy expression.

The look on his face was no longer indifferent, he was serious and serious, and said slowly word by word.

"Send this envelope to the mountain behind Hakurei Shrine. 」

"There is a dilapidated thatched hut in the back mountain"

"If you encounter an obstacle from the barrier, report my name and show this token. 」

"Then just hand her the envelope. 」

She?

So is it female?

Reizen nodded blankly, then looked at the envelope and token in his hand.

Just as I was about to start, an important question suddenly came to mind.

"And what should I call that person?"

Otherwise, it would be too rude, as the number one disciple of the Eternal Pavilion, Lingxian didn't want to become as undisciplined as Emperor Inhata.

There was no immediate response, Yonglin just fell silent suddenly.

He closed his eyes and sighed at the same time.

I really don't want to trouble that Excellency again, but this time it's really helpless.

There are not many cards in his hand that can be used, and besides, there is no dispute with the world, and if it weren't for his appearance, he wouldn't have made such a fuss.

Compared to the debts owed in the past, the favor of asking someone to help this time is nothing.

Although the Excellency is not in a very good situation at present.

Just hiding his whereabouts and avoiding arrest has taken a lot of effort to survive until now.

I'm afraid that this time, even the head of the moon, the Eight Intentions Yonglin, will have to pay an extremely heavy reward.

But it was precisely because of this that Yonglin was sure that she would help.

Without looking directly at the appearance of his confident disciple, Yonglin's tone was a little tired.

"You can call her...... Grandma. 」

"Grandma...... Is it?"

Still blinking blankly, Reisen suddenly looked at the token in his hand.

It was just an ordinary rune paper that had lost its spiritual power and had turned yellow over time.

What's special to say?

Maybe it was just written on it-

Boree.

Those two words.

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After that, there was no word all the way, and the three of them walked side by side on the stairs with no end in sight.

Like the staircase, countless cherry blossom trees bloom beautifully.

But there was no time to enjoy the beauty of the way, and the icy chill on the stairs alone made Kenya grit his teeth.

Suddenly, he missed the warm ground that made him howl so much.

Secretly recited the mantra taught by Kanako, and surrounded the spiritual power of the Budu Imperial Soul on the surface of the skin, which was a little more comfortable.

But this is not a long-term solution, and the spiritual power of the Budu Imperial Soul itself is not suitable for doing such things.

Or that the current Kenya doesn't have the talent for this, which is also a thing that Kanako and Kurama Tengu regret very much.

"Unlike swordsmanship, you're a waste of wood when it comes to cultivation. 」

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, his thoughts went astray, causing his spiritual power to be unevenly controlled, and he was accidentally cold again.

...... This soul-chilling is really a little unbearable.

Speaking of the soul.

Sure enough, as the demon dream said, there are indeed many ghosts of the dead gathered here.

Since just now, Kenya has often seen many ghosts like youmu half-spirits wandering in the cherry blossom trees.

Besides, there are not one or two such ghosts, and there are at least hundreds of them at a cursory glance.

Looking at such a ghost that had no place to return and could only wander around like this, a wry smile appeared on Kenya's face.

It's no different from myself.

At the same time, Marisa began to get a little impatient, scratching her head and saying a little unhappily.

"Such a dark corner is not for someone as bright as me. 」

Hearing Marisa's obvious speech problem, Youmu fought back decisively.

"You're not ashamed, and I don't know who broke in that day like the robbers. 」

"It was an accident!

"Oh, yes. 」

Kenya was silent, and after the last time he was pinched by Alice and Marisa in the forest, he had learned a truth.

In Gensokyo, never reason with a quarrelsome girl.

Secretly nodded his head at the tragedy of his previous singing and bloody life, and at the same time wrote this rule of survival into his heart.

In this way, it seems that maybe I have the skills to publish a book, and it may be a good choice to write a book on the rules of survival of Gensokyo and then give it to His Highness Barnyard Tian for publication.

While taking care of the residents of Gensokyo, he can also repay a little bit of the barnyard family's favor.

Favors are a terrible thing, and you can't just owe them.

Then I watched the demon dream and they fight like this, and at the same time, I thought it was funny.

Although they are unforgiving, they actually recognize each other's existence, maybe they just can't get over their face and can't put down that shelf.

Or maybe they've been used to this way of living for a long time, just like Mei Hong and Miss Kaguya.

This is also what Kenya envies, friends and family are really very important.

That's why he came to the White Jade Tower.

"Cut, but you don't need to climb such a long staircase, right?"

"No, it's better to walk. 」

Unexpectedly, it wasn't Yumu who first refuted Marisa, but Kenya, who had been silent before.

He shook his head in the surprised gazes of the two.

In fact, from the moment he had just crossed the barrier and stepped into the world of the dead, Kenya had a strange feeling.

It's as if the five senses of the body have been stripped of some of it, and sure enough, the world of the dead is a little heavier for humans who still have a lifespan.

"But from the time you stepped up the stairs...... Along the way, there is a feeling of grasping something. 」

"Probably my brother's body has gradually adapted to the environment here. 」

Youmu looked at the ghosts behind Jian Ya, and could only say his opinion in such an uncertain tone.

Although he was very sorry for his brother, Jian Ya was indeed the weakest guest that Bai Yulou had ever entertained.

Neither as strong as the head maid, nor as powerful as a half-baked magician.

It's a world away from the Hirori shrine maiden.

It may be a bit heavy for someone who is only unique in swordsmanship.

"Well...... It didn't take long, and it would be there in another two hours. 」

"Oh my God, there's still two hours!?"

Listening to Marisa's exaggerated shout, Kenya and Youmu looked at each other and smiled.

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Compared to the heavy atmosphere surrounded by ghosts before, the environment of talking and laughing all the way now made the three of them forget their fatigue for a while.

It's better to say that the more you go, the more brisk it gets.

Until the ghosts that had been gathered suddenly dispersed from the heads of Kenya and the others, who were chatting and laughing, and what appeared in front of their sight was the main entrance of the White Jade Tower.

Marisa, who had been talking for hours and bouncing all the way, finally lay down and gasped.

"Your stamina...... Ha...... Ha......... That's plenty of it. 」

"This is a kind of cultivation, even if it is a magician, Marisa's body is too weak. So Demon Dream, are there any precautions for entering the White Jade Tower?"

Ignoring Marisa, who was panting so much, and enjoying a rare moment of peace without complaining, Kenya turned his head and asked Youmu.

"There's nothing special, but the cherry blossom trees in the depths of the White Jade Tower should never be approached. It is a demon tree that can suck away people's anger - the Westward Demon. And then...... If possible, please do not draw the Budu Imperial Soul Sword. I'm a little worried about the ghosts of the people here. 」

"Got it. 」

The three of them walked through the main entrance together, which seemed to have a special barrier.

Different from the gray appearance outside the main entrance, when you enter it, you will find that the white jade building is actually a place with a clear sky, clean white clouds and warm sunlight.

And it didn't have the same cold and oppressive feeling as on the stairs before, and Kenya turned his eyes to look at the residence in front of him with a surprised look.

Compared with the lifeless ghosts outside, the souls working in the White Jade Tower are full of energy and have a positive feeling.

As if sensing the arrival of the demon dream, a revenant slowly floated in front of Jian Ya and the others, and politely led the three of them to the owner of the White Jade Tower.

According to Youmeng, if you take down the floor, walls, and ceilings of the White Jade Tower, it will be a large screen.

Tsk, should it be said that it is worthy of Gensokyo, everything is strange?

When you pass by the corridor, you will see that there are many beautiful calligraphy stickers hanging on the walls, and the font is powerful.

I also vaguely detected some sword aura from above, probably an illusion.

After all, I don't have time to care about such a trivial matter at the moment,

And then can't wait to keep up with the souls of the dead,

Until the front door, the soul that led Kenya and the others made a bowing motion.

That's how it feels...... After all, it is difficult to see where the head is and where the feet are.

Then push open the quaint door.

That's what comes into view

The owner of the white jade building with a puffed mouth-

Yuyuko of Saigyoji Temple

PS: Why do I always call Saihang Temple Xilian Temple?

PS2: It must be all Tolove's fault.