(a)

After dinner, Shotimaru sat back on the sofa in the living room and continued to watch her evening news, taking some notes and writing some insights by the way. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Unlike before the meal, now, the famous big youkai Kazami Yuka sat next to her, staring at the screen with a straight face and not saying a word—which put a lot of pressure on her, even though Yuka herself may not have meant anything wrong.

Who called her so strong?

After a while, Wen found that he couldn't focus on his notes anyway, so he simply put the pen away, turned his head and said to Youxiang with a smile:

"You seem to be taking it seriously, how about it, how do you feel about the TV news in the current world?"

"It's not as serious as you think," Yuka said lazily as she leaned back on the sofa with her hands in her hands, "As for my feelings, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

"Full of nonsense, grandstanding," Yuka glanced at Wen with slanted eyes, and said mercilessly, "It's the same way as you Tiangu tabloid reporters." ”

"It's really not a shame at all...... "Wen's face showed a wry smile.

However, vitriolic criticism does not pierce the heart of a professional journalist that is strong enough to be bulletproof.

So, Wen picked up the remote control, turned off the TV, and then picked up the notebook again, flipped to a blank page, and wrote a line of scribbled small letters on it:

"#对风见幽香的采访笔录"

"Since you're not interested in the show," she said with a smile, "why don't you turn it off and make it quieter in the room, so we can do interviews, right?"

"Have I allowed you to interview me?"

"No, but you're pretty idle, aren't you?

In this regard, Yuxiang was noncommittal, and still had that cold expression on her face, without even a trace of change - this means "yes" in Wen's eyes.

"Then the first question," Wen asked, "as the owner of the Sunflower Field, why did you come all the way to the present world when you are usually not happy to go far away?"

"If I say, this is for the sake of justice, will it subvert my image in your minds?"

"No doubt yes, but I'm very much looking forward to you saying that. ”

"Alright, then do as you wish. I did this to get justice for the little monsters who were bullied and even lost their lives. There are some unruly outsiders who are making trouble in Gensokyo, and I won't sit idly by. ”

"So you left Gensokyo to hunt down the perpetrator?"

"Yes, that's right, I'll find him, and kill him, with my own hands. ”

"Humph......"

Wen jotted it down in her notebook, and then, a slightly sly smile appeared on her face—a foreboding feeling for Yuka.

"You say, you want to get justice for the little monster who was bullied. Wen said as she took off the photo album on her waist, her heart and liver treasure and horcrux, Wen Huati.

She flipped through the thick album and quickly found what she was looking for.

"Look at this. ”

She pulled out a photo from the album and handed it to Yuuka. Yuka took it and took a look, and found that it was her who was printed inside, with a kneeling fairy begging for mercy under her feet, and a malicious smile on her face - this was obviously accidentally photographed during a certain sadomasochism.

It's very embarrassing.

"But don't you often bully the weak yourself, and why are you angry with those outsiders?" Wen asked, his eyes narrowed into two crescents.

"Uh...... Well...... this."

Yuxiang don't look over, her cheeks are slightly red. At this time, the cunning Raven Tengu asked relentlessly:

"Do you think that your behavior of bullying weak monsters is fundamentally different from the behavior of those outsiders?"

"Of course it's different!" this time, Yuka screamed and slapped the arm of the sofa, almost falling apart the whole sofa.

Perhaps realizing that her behavior was a little out of shape, she immediately adjusted her posture and explained in a volume several stops lower:

"I did all the things just to teach the disobedient bad boys a lesson, or because they were so cute that I couldn't help but go up and pinch them, and there was no malice. And those outsiders clearly want to kill people and sell goods, how can this be the same!"

"Eh, in other words, you actually like children very much, huh?"

"Huh?"

Faced with this problem, Youxiang's face turned redder than just now, and she didn't hold back a word for a long time, and finally sloppily looked:

"Also...... I don't particularly like it......"

"Oh, well, then I get a good idea. ”

Wen smiled and wrote a line in the notebook: "Kazami Yuka is Lolita (convinced)".

"Then the next question, you actually traveled with Nalan Twilight, this is really a rare combination, can you talk a little bit about the relationship between you and him?"

"Something happened, and anyway, he and I were in a collaborative relationship for the time being. This sentence, Yuxiang said it plainly, it seems that she pays much less attention to Nalan Twilight than the little girl with wings.

"Is it to fight the same enemy?"

"No, it's not a confrontation, it's a pursuit, that guy isn't strong enough to need us to join forces to fight. ”

"Uh-huh, it's a hunt, but what about the other thing? Do you have any other relationship? What is the personal relationship, what is the relationship?"

"No, not at all, it's just a partnership. ”

"So what do you think of him......"

"An opponent who is both strong and very interesting. Yuka said, revealing a meaningful smile, "I'm looking forward to my second showdown with him." ”

(b)

"Ah...... Ahh

Standing on the wooden cloister between the courtyard and the house, Nalan sneezed as she faced the elegant courtyard.

"Someone's missing you, Nalan Twilight. ”

The old man was holding a cigarette gun in his hand and walked over slowly.

"No, I guess the two in the room are hooking up again. Nalan Yu rubbed his itchy nostrils and said, "The two old women inside and the two old men outside are talking about some vulgar things, and they are really blind to such a beautiful moonlight." ”

"Huh. Youji laughed dryly, stood beside Nalan Twilight, turned around to face the courtyard, and then asked:

"How is it, do you think my yard is better or worse than the garden in your hometown?"

There was a pride in his tone that was hard to hide.

"I've been away from my hometown for a long time, and I can't remember what the garden looks like in my hometown for a long time, and there is no way to compare the good and bad, beautiful and ugly. Nalan Yu said calmly, "But I can see that there are shadows of the White Jade Tower everywhere here. ”

When the demon jealous heard this, he didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the courtyard in front of him.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on the pale rockery, making it look like a large piece of complete white jade. There is no ripple in the pond under the rockery, reflecting the moonlight like a mirror, reflecting the entire courtyard into a bright hall.

There is no wind, no waves, the shadows of the trees do not move, in this cold moonlight, time seems to stand still, only the constant thoughts, can follow the wisps of green smoke, slowly drift to the moon.

Even so, it is impossible to convey this thought, never ever.

Youji took a deep breath with a cigarette holder in his mouth, and then spewed out two pillars of cloud mist from his nostrils, and then slowly spoke:

"Yes, I've been away from my hometown for a long time, and I can't remember what Bai Yulou looks like. But when I started to carve this rockery, I unconsciously carved it into the shape of the rockery in my memory. Thinking about it this way, I realized that I had lived for hundreds of years, and I had never seen a garden other than the White Jade Tower. ”

Nalan Yu listened to his words and did not comment, just looked up at the bright moon and said:

"If Youyouzi of Xixing Temple happens to be admiring the moon in the courtyard of the White Jade Tower, will the scenery in front of you be the same as what we saw?"

"Hehe, yes......" Youji smiled and took another puff of his cigarette.

"I say, Youji," Nalan turned his head to face him and asked, "Aren't you going to go back?"

"Nope. Youji resolutely gave a negative answer, "The soul flow sword technique is a secret technique that has been passed down from one son to a single son, and after the new generation of court masters succeed to the throne, the older generation will give up their names, completely retreat, and no longer meet with future generations, which is a rule that has been passed down for thousands of years." ”

"I don't know you very well...... Nalan said, "Your son and daughter will be your successor?"

"My granddaughter. ”

"Succession from generation to generation, ......"

The conversation between the two was interrupted, and the courtyard fell silent. One of them smoked a stuffy cigarette, and the other admired the cold moon, both thoughtful, but refused to speak.

After a while, Youji suddenly asked:

"Are you going to leave tomorrow morning?"

"Just go, take the above. Nalan replied, "I have a lot of responsibilities on my shoulders right now, and time is tight. ”

"Really?"

"Well, this time we have to make a break with the remnants of the Tepes family, and cut the grass to the roots. ”

"You're going straight back to Gensokyo?"

"No, I still have to pick up a few more people before I can go back, anyway, how do you know I went to Gensokyo?"

"Wen Na girl told me everything," Youji smiled, "I heard that you kid made a lot of trouble in Gensokyo, and you are still on a par with this generation of Boli witches?"

"It's just the same," Nalan pouted, "you know what kind of person I am. ”

"yes. ”

Youji was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head and said very solemnly to Nalan Yu:

"Nalan Twilight, I have a request. ”

"Say it. ”

"My granddaughter, Soul Demon Dream, although immature, is also the master of the White Jade Mansion who inherited the heirloom sword, I hope she can have a good opponent. ”

"You want me to teach her swordsmanship?" Nalan Yu looked at Youji in surprise, "I've almost forgotten the last time I used a sword. ”

"No," Youji shook his head, "I want you to thwart her and make her realize the limits of her strength." ”

"You're so harsh......"

"Only failure can make a child grow up. If she had been squatting at home and dancing her sword against the wall, she would never have been able to become a great weapon. Please, I can only entrust this matter to you. ”

"Because you're afraid, if someone else defeats her, will they directly take her life?" Nalan Hao said with a smile, "Okay, I know, the next time I go to the underworld, I will teach her a hard lesson, just like I taught you back then." ”

"Hahahaha......" Hearing this, the demon jealous laughed heartily, "Please don't show mercy to your subordinates then!"

"I will, I promise. ”

In addition, when I saw her, tell her that her grandfather's body was very strong, and it was impossible for her to die in front of her, and told her not to be distracted and to concentrate on practicing swords. ”

"You old fellow, you're old enough to worry about your children's bodies?"

"Nonsense, the old man just wants to cut off his granddaughter's distracting thoughts, how come you become a person who is about to enter the ground in your mouth?"

The demon shook the cigarette gun, and the dust was sprinkled on the ground. Anger crept up in his heart, and even his beard curled up with it. Seeing that he was so angry, Nalan knew that he had guessed correctly.

He couldn't be clearer about the temper of this martial artist, basically the more he doesn't care about his mouth, the more he often thinks about it in his heart. In this life, the demon has never served anyone except Youyouzi, he is not convinced by demons and monsters, he is not convinced by all kinds of immortals, and he has won his Nalan Twilight countless times, he still faces each other, it seems that anyone and everything, only after cutting can you try to find out the depth.

Now, in the face of age, he also has no reason to admit defeat.

"Ha, isn't it almost in the ground!" Nalan said with a big grin, "Look at your white beard, I'm afraid that before you change your mind and run back to visit your granddaughter, your soul will run to the underworld by itself!"

"Hmph, is the old man on his birthday, why don't you use your body to try it?"

"You want to cut me, you old bones, can you still use a sword?"

"My soul demon has never left the battlefield for a day, why can't I use a sword?"

"That's right, the injuries on my body are almost healed, don't you mind if I ask you to practice?"

"Each other, each other!"

So, two men, who were more than two thousand years old together, once again played their war games like children. Moonlight will witness this contest, and all the battles that have come before and since, until it reaches its own end.