"It's been seven days."

Bayi Yonglin gently drew a vertical line on the wooden table with his fingers, and when he looked closely, there were already six neat vertical lines arranged in front of this vertical line.

Located in the depths of the Lost Bamboo Forest, the Eternal Pavilion is hidden under the dense bamboos that cover the sky and the sun, making people feel quiet and relaxed even in the noisy daytime, which has a unique flavor.

In the courtyard overflowing with the fragrance of tea, suddenly a strange wind blew outside, and there was a bit more mysterious smell in the air.

"If you can, I'd like you to walk through the gate, Yakumo Murasaki."

"What a kindness, Yonglin."

The gap monster who crossed over from the gap sat down opposite Yonglin unceremoniously, and exchanged Yonglin's tea into his own hands.

Yakumo Zi, who was just simply smelling the fragrance of tea, casually put down the teacup in his hand and said lightly: "Is this a warning?" ”

"No, it's advice."

"Hehe, okay then," Yakumo Zi smiled, a slight tiredness flashed in his eyes, "If we can remember it next time." ”

Yonglin wordlessly lowered his gaze, glanced at the teacup that was snatched away by Yakumo Murasaki, and silently took a new one from the side and put it in front of him.

Every time Yakumo Murasaki came to the Forever Pavilion to meet her, she always liked to make a pot of tea, although she would always only drink a small cup herself, and she knew that Yakumo would never drink the tea she made.

So why would she do such a superfluous thing?

I don't know, some things have no meaning in the first place, even if they are reluctantly labeled and given a name, their essence will not change, and things that do not have meaning will never be meaningful.

"How's things going out there?" Yonglin remade a new cup of tea for herself, but deliberately pushed the teacup a little farther away, as if she had no intention of drinking it.

"Fortunately, with the help of Enma, I was able to control it."

Yakumo Zi half-lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the bamboo leaves falling in the courtyard, faintly deep, she sighed and said, "Maybe that's the real posture of the monster." ”

"What do you mean?"

"That hellish bird's head," Yakumo Zi stretched out his hand and rubbed his sour eyes, and said faintly: "It's just like a perpetual motion machine, and she hasn't stopped after seven days of making a lot of noise, to be honest, we all admire her a little." ”

"It doesn't seem to be going very well, Lingwu Lukong, that hell crow's business."

Bayi Yonglin said with a smile: "But it's also normal, isn't it?" After all, her most important master is gone, as a pet, isn't it natural to be anxious? ”

"But that's a bit too much, isn't it?" Yakumo Zi half-squinted his eyes and glanced at Yonglin, who was relaxed, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "It's really good to leave her in the old hell in the first place." ”

"How?"

"No matter what it looks like there, we won't feel distressed, it's a dilapidated place."

As he spoke, Yakumo Zi raised his head and looked at the colorful light curtain that still existed in the sky, and said to Yonglin: "Speaking of which, we are still a little surprised, Yonglin, you will actually say the same thing as Enma." ”

"Who knows, what you're talking about." Bayi Yonglin fiddled with the tea set on the table by herself, looking a little absent-minded.

"Don't play dumb," Yakumo put away her smile: "The old hell has your eyeliner, and when that bird's head wants to go to the surface, you find us to stop her as soon as possible, and in terms of timing, we almost reached it at the same time as the Enma." ”

The atmosphere was abruptly stagnant, and the air in the tea room seemed to be deliberately disturbed, and the chaos made people a little upset, and the rustling of fallen leaves fell to the ground like crazy, and the frenzy of chasing death made people's hearts palpitate.

"Now, why?" Yakumo sat up straight, stared at Yonglin seriously and asked, "Why can't you let that hell crow come to the ground?" ”

As a youkai sage, Yakumo Purple has a natural sense of oppression on her body, but usually she tries to hide this, but now, she has burst out of her momentum without reservation.

People who don't usually get angry will be very scary when they get angry, so guys who are not usually serious are definitely not fuel-efficient lamps when they are serious.

In good conscience, Yayi Yonglin's strength is much stronger than Yakumo Zi, but even so, she is unwilling to tear her face with the other party.

The battle of the beasts is a competition of whose teeth are sharper and whose minions are more hurtful, even if Yayi Yonglin can bite Yakumo Purple to death in one bite, then he will definitely be torn off a piece of skin before killing the other party.

As one of the three great sages of the Moon Capital, the Moon's Mind Eight Meanings Yonglin has a habit of cleanliness, she likes elegance and hates savagery.

She would never reach out to touch a beast that could be killed with a bow and arrow, let alone pounce on it like a beast and bite it with all her might.

So until the last resort, Yayi Yonglin will not meet with Yakumo Zi Bingrong, and for this delicate balance between the two, sometimes she even enjoys this very much.

If you can easily kill Yakumo Zi with someone else's hand without much effort, Yayi Yonglin will do it without even blinking an eye, but if you want to put yourself on the battlefield...... Then she would rather watch the other party in front of her every day.

For Yakumo Zi's seriousness at the moment, Yayi Yonglin couldn't dodge, both of them found each other's bottom line, and then stepped on a tightrope to play on the edge of the line, which was a tacit understanding of the opponent in chess.

Now that Yakumo Zi is stuck to her bottom line, she can choose to take a step back, give up more bottom lines, and get them back after a while, or she can also choose to take the initiative and stick to the other party's bottom line, so that both sides can take a step back.

Bayi Yonglin chose the latter.

"Make a deal."

Bayi Yonglin suddenly stretched out a finger and flicked out the teacup full of people in front of him, and the teacup turned into crumbs in the air, and the tea in it was instantly evaporated.

Put the two teacups between the two again, and Bayi Yonglin filled them with tea, and then said: "I will tell you the secret behind this matter, it is called exchange, and I need you to tell me a secret too." ”

"It's fair," Yakumo Zi nodded and asked, "Then, in exchange, Yonglin, what do you want to know?" ”

"A very simple, simple thing that everyone selectively forgets," Yayi Yonglin looked at Yakumo Zi deeply, paused and said, "Why, do you want to establish Gensokyo?" ”

Hearing this, Yakumo's purple pupils shrank, and he was about to speak but was interrupted by Yayi Yonglin: "Wait a minute, my question is wrong, I didn't care about the reason at first, I just wondered, why do you want to concentrate so much power in Gensokyo?" ”

“......”

"If it's a perfunctory reason, don't say it, the underworld, hell, the other side, I'm afraid you also have a matchmaking in the top of the sky, right?"

"Why?" For the first time, Yayi Yonglin showed her unprecedentedly strong desire for knowledge in front of Yakumo Zi, and she had been hiding her doubts for a long time.

"What is it for? In my opinion, there is only one thing you can do to build such an impregnable 'paradise' and gather multiple terrifying forces, and that is to guard against the presence of an enemy. ”

"Then, let me ask another question," Yayi Yonglin narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Yayun Zi, what are you afraid of?" ”