Time flies like a white horse, and it is clear that yesterday everyone was still grieving for Kaguya-hime's sudden disappearance, but today is the tenth year that Kaguya-hime left Fujiwara-kyo .

Ten years are like the vicissitudes of life, Kaguya has already become the most precious memory in the mouths of the old people, and all the people and things related to that year are becoming history little by little.

The Fujiwara Mansion, which was once a city, is now unattended, and the right minister, the wise man, everything has faded out of people's sight.

Until this day, the Fujiwara family, which had been out of sight for ten years, finally had a new movement.

The Fujiwara family is leaving Kyoto.

It is said that Fujiwara Fukihara, the head of the Fujiwara family, who was obsessed with Kaguyahime, was in a panic after losing the woman he loved and his close friend, but on this day he was enlightened by a high monk.

Although Fujiwara had woken up, he was no longer interested in his career, so he gave his home to the monk and left Kyoto with his family.

It was later learned that the original name of the monk was Sato, and that his family had a tradition of ordination for generations, and that each head of the family would adopt a child as an heir to inherit his family after his death, as well as inherit his family's legal name.

The monk moved into the original Fujiwara house, and his profound Buddhist cultivation and friendly personality soon made his name spread all over the country, and people respectfully called him -

Westbound Mage.

On this day, instead of going out to preach the Dharma as usual, Venerable Xixing soaked a pot under a cherry blossom tree in the courtyard of his home and waited quietly.

He was waiting for an important guest.

Before dawn, the westbound mage prepared tea and waited, but it was not until the sun set in the west that the guest he was waiting for was late, but he did not feel dissatisfied, but made a big salute to the other party.

"Lord Bayi, it's been hard all the way."

The gray pupil robe's long hair fluttered, and the person who the westbound mage was waiting for was the one who disappeared with Kaguya ten years ago, Kaguya's guard, Yayi Yongrin.

"Westbound, you're getting a lot older."

"The little monk is a human being, not as good as the Bayi Adult, and it is natural to grow old."

The Westbound Mage clasped his hands together, and there was not a trace of sparkling in his calm eyes.

Looking at such a westward mage, the corners of Bayi Yonglin's mouth turned up slightly, and he said lightly: "In ten years, the cultivation in your heart doesn't seem to have fallen." ”

"You've won a prize."

"Hehe, let's stop the small talk," as he spoke, Bayi Yonglin moved his gaze to the cherry blossom tree behind the westbound mage and asked, "Is that it?" ”

"Yes."

The westbound mage nodded, turned to look at the huge cherry blossom tree, and introduced: "This cherry blossom tree grows on the spiritual veins of this land, and the little monk searched for a long time before he found it in Fujiwara-sama's house. ”

"Really?"

Bayi Yonglin stretched out his hand and stroked the trunk of the cherry blossom tree, raised his eyebrows and said, "This tree seems to be a little old, right?" ”

"You're right, this was planted before the capital of Fujiwarakyo was established, and it looks like it's been hundreds of years."

"More than that," Bayi Yonglin shook his head, "I'm afraid it's something from a thousand years ago, and the aura has become very different from ordinary cherry blossom trees." ”

After observing the cherry blossom tree left and right, Bayi Yonglin withdrew his hand with satisfaction: "That's it, the things that grow with the power of the spiritual vein are not so easy to find." ”

After that, Bayi Yonglin was curious again: "By the way, does it have a name?" ”

"The name of the word...... To say that there is still something. ”

Speaking of this, the expression of the westbound mage was somewhat unnatural.

"What's wrong? Isn't there something unspeakable? ”

"It's not ......"

The Westbound Mage hesitated for a moment, then turned and took out a wooden plaque in the corner of the hidden root under the cherry blossom tree, it was an old wooden plaque with indistinct writing on it.

"When the little monk found this cherry blossom tree, he also found this on the tree," Master Xixing handed the wooden plaque to Bayi Yonglin and said, "If it has a name, then it must be this." ”

Bayi Yonglin took the wooden plaque and saw three words written on it.

"Westward Demon...... It's a strange name, it's like knowing that you're going to show up and take over the cherry tree. ”

"Yes...... "The Westbound Mage smiled bitterly, "but it seems that this is something from a long time ago, and it must be accidental." ”

"Maybe."

Bayi Yonglin just smiled, and didn't pay much attention to this little accident.

After talking about some trivial matters with Xixing, she suddenly said with a straight face: "Xixing, you should know the purpose of my coming here today." ”

"The little monk knows," Master Xixing lowered his head and replied reverently, "Since you taught the little monk the magic ten years ago, the little monk has been waiting for this day. ”

"Okay," Yonglin nodded with satisfaction and said, "I said ten years ago that I need you and your family to do something for me as the price of teaching you magic, and now, it's time for you to make good on your promise." ”

"Lord Yayi, please speak."

"I need you to protect two things for me."

Bayi Yonglin said in a low voice, and then she stretched out her right hand, and a red long sword and a delicate Western wine glass appeared out of thin air on the originally empty palm.

Immediately afterwards, Bayi Yonglin stretched out his left hand and gently pointed at the ground under the feet of the Westbound Demon, and the ground began to gradually dent, and soon a small dirt pit appeared.

She slammed her right hand into the pit, and the sword and glass fell into it, and the dirt on either side was immediately buried.

After doing all this, Bayi Yonglin said to the westbound mage on the side: "All things in this world have a meaning of existence, but these two are exceptions, westward, swear, I need to protect them forever and not let them come back to the world." ”

"Little monk swears," the westbound mage looked into the eyes of the Eight Meanings Yonglin, and said solemnly and solemnly, "The little monk will spend his life guarding them until he dies, and every generation of westbound mages after the little monk will continue to guard them." ”

"Then please, westward."

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Bayi Yonglin's face, and the seriousness in her eyes was a little terrifying.

"I can think of the only thing that can suppress them is this kind of thing that grows on spiritual veins, even if sooner or later it is polluted, at least it can be separated by one more layer to buy us time."

"Lord Eight Meanings, what the hell are these two things ......?"

"You don't have to know about this superfluous thing."

Bayi Yonglin did not solve the doubts for the Westbound Mage, but solemnly instructed him again before leaving: "You remember, Westbound, if one day this Westbound Demon really becomes a 'monster', then only you can seal it." ”

"Little monk?"

"That's right, the spells I taught you can not only strengthen your strength, but also subtly change your bloodline, if that day really comes, then only your flesh and blood who have learned these spells can 'protect' it forever."

The sun wheel sank into the sea, and the darkness that hit it drowned out Bayi Yonglin's expression, and the stars in the night sky could not illuminate her appearance at this moment.

"Westward, when I chose you, I already had the consciousness of sacrificing one of your clans and then being hated by you, if you want to be resentful, you can resent me."

“...... Please rest assured, Lord Bayi, the little monk understands. ”