1096 Step into the air, come back to our first generation!
~Date:~October 29~
"What did you say? Let me put down... Gensokyo?" Yakumo Zi looked at Lin Luo with a look of disbelief on her face. She never expected that Lin Luo would say such a thing.
"Do you know...what are you talking about? Telling me to let go of Gensokyo? Do you know...how excessive your words are?" Yakumo Murasaki lowered her head again, but the anger in her tone was gone.
There is a sense of sadness and disappointment.
Why do you want to build a Gensokyo?
A long time ago, when Yakumo Murasaki was doing this to build Gensokyo, she was also thinking about such a question, but she had not found the answer until now. Over time, this question was also buried in her distant memory.
, but I am looking forward to Gensokyo even more.
Then at that time, when her sealed memory finally came to life, this question appeared in her memory again, and at the same time, she also found the answer.
Because Lin Luo once told her that Gensokyo is a paradise where everyone can live in peace and happiness, so she was still young and longed for such a paradise, because Lin Luo told her that Gensokyo is real.
So if she has a longing in her heart, she can live in Fantasyland. If she can't find it, then she can create one by herself.
This was the biggest dream in her young heart.
Even if the memory is sealed, this dream has not disappeared in her heart.
In order to realize this dream, she kept working hard and working hard, countless time, countless efforts, and countless sacrifices, and she even paid a heavy and desperate price for it, and finally... Gensokyo
was born. After decades and hundreds of years, she kept paying the price and gaining sorrow, so that Gensokyo could maintain its proper style.
But now, Luo actually asked her to let go of Gensokyo. The person who gave her Gensokyo as her goal and ideal as Gensokyo actually made her let go of Gensokyo!
"Stop joking! It's not funny at all!"
Yakumo Zi pinched Lin Luo's hand harder, and bright red blood seeped out from Lin Luo's chest, dyeing her fingertips red, as if she wanted to tear his flesh off, but in fact she was not interested in this.
She knows nothing. The only thing she pays attention to is... giving up Gensokyo? If she really does this, then what is the countless sacrifices she has made over the years? What is the sacrifice of the eleven miko's lives?
What, for more than five hundred years, what on earth is it that I have to endure the sadness of saying goodbye to my best friend again and again?!
"This is no joke." Lin Luo raised her head and looked into her eyes, "If you want to maintain the existence of this Gensokyo, what kind of price you need to pay, I think you should know better than me.
You know better than me how painful the price is, so why continue?"
"Because, there has been sacrifice." Yakumo Purple answered with tears, "Some people gave their lives, some gave their feelings. Some people gave their souls. Where do you want to put their efforts?"
"I said, free the souls of the witches and let them come back."
"Even if their souls are liberated, will they still be who they were before? Although they are dead now, they will exist as long as Gensokyo exists. If even Gensokyo disappears, they will no longer exist.
ah!"
"It will be there. I promise."
"impossible!"
"Believe me."
"I don't believe it!"
"Welcome back those lost miko, and use the joy of reunion to erase the five hundred years of sadness in your heart. End this Gensokyo that requires a sacrifice of life and soul, and rebuild a Gensokyo that can truly make everyone happy.
...Believe me, as long as we all work together, we will definitely succeed."
"Funny words, I am no longer that innocent and ignorant little girl."
It is obvious that Yakumo Purple does not believe Lin Luo's words. In fact, she also has enough reasons to deny it. As Lin Luo said, she knows the situation of the mikos better than anyone else, and of course she is able to eliminate the abilities of the mikos better than anyone else.
Resurrection, but she couldn't do it. With her current strength, there was no trace of it, so she didn't believe that Lin Luo could do it, because Lin Luo was not much stronger than her.
Although his creation rules are almost omnipotent, Shenqi can create countless lives and even create a world just by copying his creation, but... that can't save the miko.
Creating new life is far more difficult than resurrecting old life.
Just like a chef cooking, a good chef may be able to make countless new dishes, but if you want to restore a dish whose recipe has been lost for decades or even hundreds of years, and even make the taste exactly the same, then
...It’s almost impossible!
"So, don't force me anymore. Even if I beg you, stop immediately. Now I can still bring the souls of the two girls back with you. I... don't want to lose them again." Yakumo Zi's tone has already changed.
With pleading, this is her last desire.
The two girls she was talking about were, of course, Mei Li and Lian Zi. It was not difficult to see their current state from her eyes, and she also knew what the consequences would be if she took action. This was also the reason why she had not taken action, but...
Her patience has reached its limit. If Lin Luo doesn't stop, she will do whatever it takes.
"It seems I can't convince you anymore..." Lin Luo smiled bitterly.
Yakumo Purple's voice was not strong at all, it could even be said to be softly pleading, but Lin Luo could hear her determination. He knew that no matter what he said, he could not change her choice. He also knew that he
What actions will she take if she is rejected?
"Have you decided to give up?" Yakumo Zi heard the change in his attitude, and her eyes couldn't help but brighten a little. If Lin Luo stopped here, she would forget about today's events and treat it as nothing happened.
Lin Luo nodded and wiped away the tears on her face with her fingers, "Yes, I brought these two girls here privately. I must be responsible for their safety. They still have great years to live. They can't do it because of our
Let them die because of the quarrel. Since I can't convince you, then..."
Having said this, Lin Luo wiped away the tears on her face and smiled slightly.
"Then I can only change people here."
"Huh?" Lin Luo's words stunned Yakumo Zi.
Lin Luo took advantage of her dazed moment, grabbed her wrist like lightning, and then turned her body to the side. Then, before Yakumo Zi could react, a pure white figure emerged from Lin Luo's body.
The figure flashed out from behind and floated towards Yakumo Purple like a veil.
"Zi, long time no see, I seem... to be back again."
An extremely familiar voice rang in her ears. Looking at the figure floating toward her across the way, Yakumo Purple was completely stunned. She seemed unable to believe her eyes, and her face was full of shock and disbelief.
"Early... generation???"
At this moment, time has no time, but seems to have slowed down millions of times. A girl wearing a white witch costume seems to be walking on the breeze.
Her toes just touched the air slightly, and it was like stepping on water, with countless ripples spreading outward. Her falling body flew slowly in the air, but it seemed that she would never fall to the end.
The snow-white sleeves fluttered in the wind, as if they were spotless, and her black hair flew straight, as deep as the night.
She does not have that kind of unparalleled beauty, nor does she have a face that captivates the country, nor does she have a charming and enchanting temperament, but the stars and moon in the sky are eclipsed only by her appearance, and she is unparalleled.
At this moment, the world changed. It was no longer the lonely darkness, but a holy garden covered with countless white stamens, just because of her existence.
Just looking at her, my heart will no longer let despair and endless sorrow arise because of her.
The first generation of witches, her arrival is like a fairy banished to the mortal world.
With the most gentle smile, the first-generation shrine maiden's snow-white hands climbed onto Yakumo Murasaki's shoulders, and she leaned against her as if she had lost gravity. The pure white color instantly covered Yakumo Murasaki.
"First generation? Is this the name you gave me?" the miko asked softly.
"Really...really you?" Hearing that familiar voice again, Yakumo Murasaki finally believed that the original Hakurei Miko had really appeared in front of her, but this made her even more unbelievable.
"Why? Why on earth is this?"
"I'm not too sure, but it seems that someone has captured me." The character of the first-generation shrine maiden was as calm as lake water. Even under such circumstances, her attitude remained calm.
Yakumo Zi turned to Lin Luo fiercely, "What's going on?"
"As you can see, free the soul of the witch and let the witch come again." Lin Luo smiled calmly.
"It's impossible, this kind of thing..." Yakumo Murasaki shook her head repeatedly, "It's impossible for a dead miko to be resurrected. An illusion... No, this is not an illusion."
As he talked, Yakumo Murasaki couldn't understand it at all.
"Of course, the dead witch will not be resurrected, at least I can't do it now, and the witch in front of you, to be precise, is the embodied projection of the soul." Lin Luo explained promptly.
"The embodied projection of the soul..." Yakumo Murasaki muttered to herself, and when she finally understood, she suddenly felt a crazy feeling in her heart.
She fell into a trap!
Lin Luo said she was giving up before, but she didn't actually give up. Instead, she deliberately confused her and took this opportunity to project the soul of the first generation. Is this what substitution means... Damn it!
"Such a trick!"
Yakumo Purple was furious and prepared to attack. This time she really wouldn't hesitate anymore.
but!
Before Yakumo Purple could attack, the white figure flashed, and the first-generation miko stood in front of her. She smiled slightly and said, "Purple, I'm not a phantom. I won't let you pass."
