"Welcome back, Purple-sama......"

Lan lowered her head deeply, although her tone remained flat, her trembling body had betrayed her heart, and she had not felt such a terrifying aura in her own master for a long time.

"Well, we're back."

It was the same tone as usual, and although the momentum on Zi's body was raging like a rampage, his spirit was indeed surprisingly calm.

Instead of lazily slumping in a corner as usual, Purple who returned to the Lost House stood abnormally in the center of the room staring at the empty wall.

Seeing such a purple, Lan and Orange didn't dare to sit down first, and the two of them stood far behind Zi without daring to breathe.

Lan is better, her body is a powerful demon beast nine-tailed fox after all, even if Zi's momentum is strong, she can stand, but Orange is different, she is still too weak, and her face will become extremely pale after a while.

Picking up his crumbling Shishen into his arms, Lan frowned and hesitated for a moment before trying to ask:

"Did something happen, Purple-sama?"

"Huh?"

Purple seemed to inadvertently turn around and glance at it, the light from the golden pupils almost made Lan dare not look directly, she had to lower her head and wait for her master's words with a more respectful attitude.

An eerie silence brewed between the master and servant, Zi's narrowed eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and then suddenly, the restless momentum of her whole body calmed down after a chuckle, like a mirror-like lake, reflecting the appearance of others, bottomless.

"Blue."

Purple softly called out Shikigami's name, but for some reason, although Purple's body was now only a normal blandness, it made Lan feel more and more frightened.

It was like a prelude to a storm, and the thought of what a terrible thing was hidden under the calm exterior made Blue shudder.

But she is Shikijin after all, and she is afraid of her master and does not dare to come forward, such a thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Lan patted Orange's head in his arms and motioned for her to leave, while he slowly walked to Purple's side and whispered:

"Purple-sama."

"Let's go out."

As she spoke, she drew a crack in the space in front of her, and the door of the deep gap slowly opened, and she walked in first, her blue eyes were slightly sunken, and she followed without hesitation.

Although she didn't explain the purpose, the destination, and the content of the trip, Blue would never question Purple, as a good Shikigami, she knew what to do and when.

Now she just needs to follow Purple honestly.

Crossing the gap where there was no concept of distance, Blue noticed that the sky around him suddenly lit up, which was obviously not normal, because Gensokyo's time should be at night at this time.

But when she raised her head, she was immediately relieved, the gloomy sky, the world without the boundary between day and night, here, is the underworld.

Zi walked in front without saying a word, and Lan also followed silently, his eyes looked at the nearby scenery from time to time, the place where they were located seemed to be a garden, but it was not the white jade building that Zi frequented, but a smaller place.

Lan was puzzled, and suddenly sensed the breath of a living person in front of him.

"This is still a real rarity, Lord Yakumo Purple, Lord Yakumo Purple Blue."

The old man's voice was the same as his appearance, and the green and white kendo hakama was no longer as sharp as it had been back then, it was a state of exhaustion that exuded twilight.

Soul Monster.

Looking at the ancestor of the White Jade Tower in front of her, the old man who had now entered the final stage of his life, Lan frowned slightly, she couldn't think of a reason why Zi came to him.

"It's been a long time since we've officially met, youji."

Purple called out the name of the soul demon in the way of greeting old friends, and at the same time gently waved his hand to Lan behind him:

"Blue, you're waiting here."

"Yes, Purple-sama."

Even if he has doubts in his heart, he will never show them, and Lan hides all those unnecessary curiosity in his eyes.

Purple and Youji walked into the room, the Japanese-style tatami mat pattern always gave people the illusion of calm and sluggishness, and kept silent with her back to Youji, until the other party closed the door of the room, she slowly raised a hand.

At that moment, the undercurrents hidden under the purple calm exterior all turned into violent demonic power, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them were swallowed into a gap full of strange pupils.

And Lan outside the door only noticed that the powerful demonic power fluctuations inside flashed away, and she closed her eyes and remained unaware of it.

In the interval, Youji was crushed to the ground by the terrifying momentum without resisting, and he felt the heaviness of his body like being filled with lead and his own body, which suddenly seemed to be empty, and he knew that this was the masterpiece of the adult in front of him.

"Is there anything down there that offends you? Yakumo-sama? ”

In the end, it was Bai Yulou's former court master, although his life and death had been completely controlled by the other party, Youji still maintained his usual calmness.

"Offended? Don't say it so scary. ”

Zi lazily leaned back on a long chair that could even be used as a bed, holding his drooping head with one hand, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was surprisingly calm, different from this fanfare.

"Youji, it's not a matter of a day or two that we've known each other, we just want to talk to you."

With a wave of his hand, he didn't know that he had played with a certain realm on the demon bogey, and when he heard the other party's painful snort, he said with a smile:

"It's just that we think we can talk better in this way."

"Hmm......"

Being manipulated by Yakumo Zi in the realm of his body, and being played with extremely badly, Youji felt that all his original common sense had been subverted, and he couldn't even control his body now, even if it was a finger.

"Don't worry so much, Youji."

The tyranny in the purple-gold pupils flashed away, and he said in a harmless voice like a little sheep:

"We just wanted to ask something."

“......”

A thousand years ago, Youji was not Yakumo Zi's opponent, and the gap between the two was still unilaterally crushed by him, but he didn't expect him to feel such a taste again after a thousand years.

"Is it the same powerlessness?"

Laughing at himself, he sighed, and his soul and demon lowered his eyes deeply:

“...... What do you want to ask? ”

"Something from the past."

Purple's gaze rose and fell into the endless abyss of the interval:

"Youji, do you remember why the White Jade Tower was established in the underworld?"

Laughing, Zi's words became more solemn.

"Do you remember, who is buried under the Westward Demon?"

As he spoke, Ziluo's gaze became sharper.

"Do you remember the name of the master you once served?"

Wordless, Purple was waiting for the monster's answer.

“...... Remember. ”

"Huh."

Listening to the monster's answer, Purple seemed to smile with satisfaction, she slowly straightened up, looked at the half-spirit in front of her condescendingly, and spit out a cold memory in her mouth:

"The only people who can know about the existence of 'her' are you, who buried her under the Westward Demon, and ...... We're just going to kill her, right? ”

“...... As you say. ”

"In that case, then, youji, I want you to tell me-"

Standing up from the chair, Zi walked in front of Youji, grabbed his hair with one hand, so that the eyes of the two were level, and the pandan spit out was like poison, making Youji's face pale to the extreme.

The killing intent in his eyes flowed wildly, and Zi stared at the demon jealousy who had lost his breath, and said word by word:

"Why, Wu also knows that name?"

With golden pupils stained red by blood, Purple asked hysterically:

"Why, Takeshi will also know Yuyuko's name before her death!!"